my you

Chapter 56

When he came out, Lu Ding was in a daze.

The weak electric current that lasted for four to five ten minutes ran wildly in his body, causing his hands and feet to be numb, his waist aching intermittently, and his back was covered with a layer of cold sweat, which wet half of his sleeves.

Really grass.

The morning class was unavailable, so Lu Ding simply wandered around in the yard.

Since he came here, he hasn't had a good time shopping.

Lu Ding walked along the wall for a few laps, looked up from time to time, and looked around to confirm his position, then silently noted down, and continued to the next position.

The whole compound is divided into two parts, the most notable feature is the three-500-meter-long, two-story-high iron fence in the middle of the yard.

There is only one locked iron door that allows people to pass through the left and right parts.

Lu Ding couldn't help but guess who could enter the opposite block.

But it is estimated that they are about the same.

He hooked the iron fence with his hand, and looked over there through one of the gaps.

Empty ground, nothing.

No people, no garbage.

"Lu Ding, what are you doing?"

When Lu Ding was fascinated by watching, someone called him from behind. The cold tone was very incompatible with this hot summer day, and it was uncomfortable to hear.

His surname is Yang.

Lu Ding withdrew his hand on the grid, "I just came out of the treatment room, and I have nowhere to go."

"I'll take you back to the dormitory, come out for dinner at noon, and you have to follow the afternoon class."

"Ok."

At least there is a place to lie down in the dormitory. He got up too early in the morning, and he was still a little sleepy.

"Remember to write a diary, and collect it once a week." The surname Yang left him such a sentence before closing the door.

Also keep a diary.

Lu Ding opened the book, flipped through the dozen or so pages that had been checked, found a blank sheet of paper, and started writing.

What he is best at is keeping running accounts, from what time he started, what he did after waking up, to what time he had breakfast, what he had for breakfast... It was this kind of lazy and lazy writing that caused Lu Ding's college entrance examination Chinese composition Only [-] out of [-].

Unconsciously, Lu Ding wrote Fang Sheng's name on the paper.

His name has nine strokes, it is easy to write, and it is easy to write beautifully.

But Lu Ding just stared at those two words in a daze.

He didn't seem to have written Fang Sheng's name seriously before.

Fang Sheng should have contacted him, Gu Lu must have answered the call.

After much deliberation, choosing to leave the phone to Gu Lu instead of An Shaowen or Yu Zhang is really a good choice.

He tore the piece of paper with Fang Sheng's name on it from the notebook, tore it into pieces and threw it into the toilet, and pressed the flush button.

When a few small pieces of paper were washed into the sewer along the vortex, Lu Ding felt a burst of joy in his heart.

He looked up at the window again.

Lu Ding stared at it for a while, and suddenly had an idea, stepped on the edge of the bed and climbed onto the table.

The dormitory floor is about three meters high, and when he stands on it, his head is almost touching the ceiling.

This window is a single-layer structure, and the side is only fixed to the white frame next to it by a few screws.

If you can remove these screws, you should be able to remove the glass.

But now there is no Phillips screwdriver at hand, how should he screw those few strong screws.

Lu Ding jumped from the table to the ground resentfully, and wiped the footprints on the table casually. The table was clean, but his hands were black.

As he was about to wash his hands, he caught a glimpse of a ballpoint pen thrown on the edge of the table.

The rest of the ballpoint pen is made of plastic, only the clip is made of stainless steel.

God help me too.

Lu Ding quickly took the clip off the ballpoint pen, stuck it on the edge of the table, bent the curved part, and folded it in half again, pressing the iron sheet into a thin, but very strong metal iron piece.

Although crude, it works.

Just as Lu Ding stuffed the modified screwdriver into the small pocket of his pants, the door was opened.

Seeing his sweaty face, Yang frowned.

Lu Ding's heart skipped a beat, don't be discovered so soon!

But the one surnamed Yang didn't say anything, just pointed to the sink, "Wash your face and go eat."

He should have seen some clues, but he didn't say anything.

The class in the afternoon was basically full, but Lu Ding found a strange sight.

Before every class, I have to shout the slogan "I will quit the Internet with firm determination, be filial to my parents and serve the country" more than ten times.

Everyone yelled very vigorously, and finally those "teachers" would allow them to sit down when they yelled until they blushed and their necks were thick, and their throats were so hoarse that they couldn't help coughing.

Lu Ding just opened his mouth wide in cooperation, but he didn't make any sound at all.

For him, this kind of brainwashing slogan without nutrition is like eating a plate of fried flies for lunch.

Not nutritious and disgusting.

Lu Ding was tall and was placed in the last row of seats next to the trash can.

He has studied well since he was a child, and he is a little short-sighted. Even though he is tall, he has never sat in such a bad position.

This is the first time to be at the same table with the trash can.

Lu Ding looked at the trash can and smiled, "Hello, new tablemate."

The trash can classmate didn't say a word.

Not even the slightest bit of surprise was in the eyes of the boy across the corridor looking at him.

Maybe it's not surprising that I became a real mental patient after coming here.

Lu Ding just felt that his heart was stuffy and panicked.

He is very popular in school, and he can always find someone to gossip when he has nothing to do. Even in the final sprint stage of his third year in the attached middle school, Lu Ding can chat with Yu Zhang during class.

But after coming to this place, the one who talked the most was Director Lin, and the ones surnamed Yang and Han.

It's obvious that there are people of about the same age here, they all have the same hobbies, and they can see each other in class almost every day, but they can't say a word.

It's even crueler than squatting.

Now Lu Ding wants to talk when he catches something, whether it is a person or a trash can.

"The one next to the trash can."

Lu Ding raised his eyes and looked at the podium.

The young female teacher wears a ball head, delicate makeup hangs on her face, and is wearing a short white dress. What is incompatible with this moving outfit is the sympathy overflowing from her eyes.

Lu Ding stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Who are you talking to?"

"And the trash can."

There was a silence in the classroom.

If it were a normal class, it should have elicited roars of laughter.

Someone should point at him and laugh at him, "Look at this psycho, he's talking to the trash can."

Or there will be a familiar voice in my ear, "Lu Ding, are you stupid in studying? Did you learn all your brains in order to be the number one?"

Or you may hear Fang Sheng's provocative smile, and then say to him, "If you are tired, let's go eat."

But now nothing happens.

There were more than 30 people sitting here, and no one said a word.

Even breathing is abnormally heavy.

This situation didn't last long, the beautiful teacher sighed helplessly and asked him to sit down.

After dinner, they took two pills at the restaurant, and the leader let them go back.

Lu Ding held the two white pills in his palm and looked at them for a long time, only to realize that the two medicines were different.

I didn't look carefully when I was force-fed yesterday.

One of them should be a sleeping pill, and the other... probably a psychotropic drug.

As soon as Lu Ding entered the dormitory, he picked his throat and spat out the two pills.

Looking at the two pills that had shrunk a lot, Lu Ding's mouth was filled with bitterness.

He put his ear against the door and listened for the movement, and after making sure that the footsteps outside disappeared, he took out the small iron piece from his pants pocket, held it in his hand and climbed up the table.

With his left hand he supported the dusty cement window sill, and with his right hand he pinched the iron sheet to turn the screw.

After a long time, the head of the iron piece had been tilted up, and the screw was loosened a little.

Lu Ding stepped up his efforts again, ignoring his red fingertips and accidentally scratched hands.

At some point, his left hand dug into the raised crack on the wall, and the wall several centimeters thick pushed into the gap between the nails. The strong force seemed to force the nail cover to separate from the flesh.

The bright red blood dripped down the slender fingers onto the window sill.

Lu Ding continued to support and borrow strength as if he didn't feel any pain, and finally unscrewed the three most powerful screws.

He wiped the blood on his clothes casually, raised his hand and pressed the glass.

Sure enough, a little loose.

There are two more that are holding on.

Lu Ding raised his eyes and looked outside, because the window was too small and the line of sight was blocked, it was still night, and it was almost impossible to see anything clearly.

But luckily it was the second floor, otherwise he wouldn't know how he would end up jumping down.

Lu Ding stepped down from the table softly, put the wound under the faucet and washed it slowly.

The light red bloodstains separated from his hand little by little along the trickle of water, and then disappeared.

Before going up to the table again, Lu Ding looked at the suitcase stuffed under the bed.

The only thing they want to take away is the pair of red cotton trousers that Fang Sheng gave.

"I thought you could keep me warm for another winter."

"I'm sorry, I'm going to abandon you, little cotton trousers."

"If I told Fang Sheng about this, he would definitely buy me a new one."

"bye."

Lu Ding removed the remaining two screws, and then gently pushed out along the bottom of the glass. When the upper part of the glass could be pinched by his hand, the piece of glass was removed.

The fresh air was blowing on his face with a pleasant temperature.

so comfy.

Lu Ding lowered his head to check his clothes.

He was still wearing the black team uniform that he didn’t have time to change when he came here, and the shoes on his feet were also black. From this point of view, except for the exposed face and neck, as well as arms and hands, the rest of the body is black, blending in Getting into the dark night shouldn't be a problem.

He carefully placed the glass on the bed, supported the window sill with both hands, jumped up, half of his body was already out of the window.

Lu Ding took a deep breath and looked at the ground under the faint moonlight. It was okay, nothing too big.

He insisted on stretching out one leg, holding the door frame tightly with his hand, and then slowly stretching out the other leg, so that the whole person was stuck against the outer wall and hung on the window frame.

Less than one meter from the feet is the window sill on the first floor.Lu Ding relaxed his arm, and then let go of his hand suddenly.

The whole person slid down suddenly, and the moment his feet stepped on the window sill, Lu Ding pushed the whole person out with force, turned around by the way, and rolled forward when he landed.

Landed smoothly.

Lu Ding stood up with his sore legs, and looked up at the place where he came down just now.

There was no longer any windshield and rain-shielding glass, leaving only a void of darkness.

His face and arms were burning with pain.

When I slid from the second floor to the first floor just now, my face and arms were almost against the outer wall, and it was normal for them to be worn out.

He tugged at the clothes on his body, and sure enough, the clothes were all worn out with a layer of short fluff.

Lu Ding leaned against the wall, carefully avoiding the two monitors, and came to the place where he stood during the day - next to the tall and long iron fence.

He has confirmed that this is a blind spot for surveillance, as long as you climb to the top along the fence, few surveillance cameras at this height can see it.

Lu Ding looked around vigilantly. The two men who were on duty in fluorescent green clothes just now had passed by. No one should be able to notice this hidden corner.

He hooked the fence with his hands, kicked his feet up, and climbed to the top in a few seconds.

As long as you climb along the top to the wall at the other end, you can turn out.

These are surrounded by barren mountains and mountains, but fortunately there is a conspicuous road.

Follow this road, and walk □□ ten kilometers away, you will be able to get to Lianwan's skatepark, and you can stay at Lianwan's at that time, anyway, he and Han Zhuoling are both hard-working gangsters in Xingchuan. The police didn't want to mess with them, so no one could take Lu Ding back.

Thinking like this, Lu Ding struggled to climb to the other one. He seemed to have seen the Statue of Liberty waving to him.

But the light of a flashlight shone on him.

It was taken from the "other side".

Through the light, Lu Ding could see two people in fluorescent orange clothes running towards this side, and the one in the lead kept shouting.

Soon this side will be surrounded by all kinds of people.

He will be recaptured.

But Lu Ding still couldn't help but want to turn his head to look.

See which person on duty it fell into.

He just lay on the top of the high fence like this, no longer climbing forward, and he didn't intend to go down.

He just watched the two people running closer... getting closer.

Finally, he saw clearly the appearance of the first person.

The boy had a baby face and dark eyes, staring at him for fear that he would run away.

The man behind stopped not far from him.

Just by hearing the footsteps, one can tell how tangled and restrained this person is.

What's so confusing.

Lu Ding smiled softly, freed his hand to push up his glasses, and looked at that person by the light of the flashlights scattered everywhere.

This height, length, and appearance make him unforgettable at first sight, not who Fang Sheng is!

The author has something to say: Xiao Fang: I have so few roles.Am I really the main character?