Go out

Lin Xin led people to the square in front of the workshop. The whole West House was there, as well as a bald man from the East House.

She walked over directly, and was attracted by the bald man's deliberately raised voice, so she stood where she was, picked up the baton and rapped casually.

Lin Xin couldn't help laughing, she suddenly remembered that she seemed to often think about the past things recently, those things seemed to be dead in her memory, and as she recalled, she kept making up and perfecting them, becoming more and more clear and detailed.

Just like yesterday, after Lin Xin saw You Ke off, she turned around and walked and suddenly remembered that the bald man is a man of culture.

She remembered that she had heard the bald man read poetry before.

The bald man is really a cultured person, and he is also a very strong cultured person. He is always locked in a small dark room because of conflicts with other prisoners.

Every time she closes the small black room, Lin Xin can hear her recite poems.

At that time Lin Xin was not the boss, neither was the bald man.

So Lin Xin, who was facing the sun, simply turned to the small black room and asked her, "I remember you recited that poem about three lives... about souls?"

The bald man squinted at her, but it was the little girl beside him who answered the question: "Is it the 'old spirit on the Sansheng Stone'?"

Lin Xin heard the words and looked at the little girl, and she found that she liked cultural people very much.

The bald man... oh, this is what the bald man said: "Which one is the three-life stone? And which one is the old spirit?"

Then the bald man showed her eight teeth all at once: "As long as it's up, does it make any difference which one is up?"

Lin Xin nodded, and said from the bottom of her heart: "That makes sense."

Whichever is the same.

"'...as if all I've been waiting for is this 1 minute, this dawn when I will be exonerated...'"

"It's a bit hot today." Lin Xin tugged at his collar, and continued to walk forward: "I see Baldy's scars are all exposed."

"Yes." The assistant said, "Summer is coming soon."

Lin Xin didn't say anything, and continued with his own words: "It would be great if all the prisoners who came in were blind."

After entering the workshop, Lin Xin glanced around and walked directly towards You Ke: "Old rules." And added: "Besides, I'm a little short of manpower recently."

You Ke paused, got up and followed behind her.

"'...to make it all right, to make me feel less alone, I also hope that the day of my execution will be watched by many people, and that they will retaliate against me with shouts of hate.'"

You Ke suddenly stopped, and the bald man suppressed his throat and laughed.Lin Xin warned: "I stayed up all night last night, I'm already bored."

The rest of the Zamabu people in the square fell silent, and some accidentally fell and sat on the ground.

Lin Xin immediately sent someone to drag him away and beat him up.

The bald man nailed You Ke like a poisonous snake. The latter lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, she suddenly shook her head and walked away.

Lin Xin heaved a sigh of relief, asked people to stop, and followed quickly.

Before walking out of the square, You Ke was still blindfolded.She counted the steps in her heart, and when she smelled the expected smell, she smiled and lowered her head.

Standing there, Lin Xin looked at the doctor who was preparing the medicine, and at You Ke who was sitting on the hospital bed with one hand on the railing of the bed. He lit a cigarette in boredom, then blocked the no-smoking sign, shook at the doctor in apologetic way, and said :"let's start!"

The female doctor nodded to Lin Xin helplessly, walked to the right rear of You Ke, and finally tried the needle.

You Ke raised her hand at the moment of neck pain, and threw the doctor behind her directly over her shoulder to the ground. At the same time, the back of the doctor's head hit the bed rail accurately and died on the spot.

You Ke moved extremely fast, and before Lin Xin could react, he was pinned against the wall by the neck, and the baton and cigarette butts in his hand fell off.

It looked like a cigarette butt had cracked, or a nightstick had sparked.

The self-injection syringe was still on You Ke's neck, and the injection speed slowed down because of her movements.

Lin Xin's face turned red, and the blood in his eyes gradually became denser.

The assistant and the escort quickly started punching and kicking You Ke, but the hand that was tied around his neck for death didn't move.

Lin Xin felt that the injection in the syringe seemed to have solidified, so she quickly tried to open her eyes and looked at the assistant.

Her eyes were almost bleeding.But she just watched, with good eyes on that reassuring, life-saving color.

The assistant finally noticed her gaze, and picked up the gun: "Bang——"

Like a switch, the anesthetic poured down like a flood.

Lin Xin stood up against the wall, heaved a sigh of relief as she wished, and took a deep breath.The bloodshot taste in her throat was not pleasant, and it took her a lot of effort to speak, and her voice was as hoarse as a powder knife scraped against the wall.

You Ke knelt there with one leg, and the joint of his left leg was bleeding continuously.She quickly pulled out the syringe and held it in her hand, then took off the cloth strip, held it in front of her eyes with trembling hands, and kept whispering something in her mouth.

The medicine in the syringe has been pushed out.Lin Xin twisted her neck, picked up the baton and threw it fiercely at You Ke's back.

You Ke couldn't help but fell down immediately, and when he looked up, he felt that the world in front of him was spinning.She struggled to stand up, but was blindfolded again.

The muffled sounds continued, and the handcuffed hands were finally raised and then lowered feebly. You Ke narrowed his eyes, his breathing gradually slowed down, and his lips were still slowly opening and closing.

Lin Xin finally stopped, squatted down panting, and patted You Ke's face with his baton: "I told you, the staff is a bit tight recently."

"Boss, what is she talking about?" The assistant handed over a handkerchief.

Lin Xin looked at the handkerchief, and finally at the person handing the handkerchief: "Endorsement."

"Knowledge is always not annoying." Lin Xin took the handkerchief and stood up straight, walked to the side of the doctor and kicked it, then cursed in a low voice, and turned around while motioning for the assistant to pick up the dropped medical equipment Looking around for something, he casually asked, "You were the one who fired the shot just now?"

The assistant tidied up and said "um", Lin Xin bent down and picked up the baton, weighed it in his hand, and said, "Actually, I really want to know your name."

She walked over, smashed hard at the back of the assistant's head, and continued: "But I am a person who keeps my word."

Then, Lin Xin wiped the blood on the baton with the handkerchief he just got, stuffed it back into the coat pocket of the assistant lying there motionless, patted it with his hand, got up and told the two people who were dragging the corpse: "These two, Drag, follow me."

She stood there, with a green jade bracelet on her plain white wrist, and a quiet and elegant jade embroidered on her skirt? Her black satin-like hair was tied up, leaving a few strands hanging by her ears?

She came slowly, getting closer and closer.

She finally spoke: "I don't really like you guys using such brutal methods. But, after all, this is your business and has nothing to do with me."

"As for this person, Ms. Lin," she seemed to smile, "you know, I will spoil him a little bit if he has been raised for a long time."

She said something again, but couldn't make out.

"By the way, I heard that living body donation has the best effect. As the saying goes, 'true knowledge comes from practice'. I hope that Ms. Lin can tell the story by then."

She looked over here.

She looked here, she looked at herself inside the iron fence.

Her eyes... her eyes... why can't I see her face clearly?What does her face look like?

What should her face look like?

"There is a reaction."

She looked so close, as if she could reach out and touch her.

Her voice was gentle, and she spoke again: "Are you happy?"

Can be touched, can be touched.This distance can be touched.

You Ke slowly raised his hand, stretched out from the cage, stretched out his five fingers as far as possible.

She was still asking, "How have you been lately?"

I can't touch it, why can't I touch it?

You Ke lowered his arms somewhat dejectedly, but didn't want to give up, his nails weakly grasped the ground, and moved forward bit by bit.

She seemed to be far away suddenly, out of reach no matter what.

"I heard that you also liked Camus's "The Stranger" recently. I remember that when I read it to you, you were always very irritable."

"But you didn't tell me this news yourself.

"Xiao Ke, you are too naughty."

You Ke couldn't help shivering, she didn't seem to notice, she sat there and picked up the book.

"'I know it's stupid. I take a step and I can't escape the sun. But I take a step. Just a step.'"

Nothing at all.

You Ke relaxed a little, raised his hand again, and opened it in vain. When his strength gradually recovered, he raised his head covered with pipes a little.

She worked hard, getting closer little by little, her face hit the fence, her hands were stretched out, trembling slightly in mid-air.

The infusion tube on the arm was filled with red and viscous blood, and the colorful electric wires were mixed with the red infusion tube, and were slowly dragged against the ground.

"'...I knew I had upset the balance of the day, the unnatural silence of the beach where I had been happy.'"

Someone tapped a stroke in the sky, so large swathes of blue were painted on, and a corner was propped up with laughter.

You Ke suddenly came back to her senses, looked at the people around her, lowered her head in embarrassment, shook her head, stared at the other person's white and slender wrists and said, "I didn't mean that."

"Xiao Ke, don't move, you are injured and need a blood transfusion."

The picture in front of me froze for a moment, and then all the cassettes continued to move forward.

You Ke blushed and looked up at the other party carefully, wondering if the other party was angry at her late answer.

"'At this point I fired four more times at the body, and the bullets went in without showing anything. Yet it was as if I had knocked four short times on the door of misery.'"

You Ke looked along his wrist, and suddenly saw a face without facial features.

The laughter and laughter around turned into a chaotic noise, and that face was still asking: "Xiao Ke, what are you looking at?"

Why no face?

Where is the face?

"It's recovering, her brain waves are not stable now." said the previous voice, "She's hallucinating, and she's panicking."

"Hallucinations? Fear?" She finally got closer, and her gentle voice also approached: "Xiao Ke, what are you afraid of?"

What are you afraid of?

A kind of panic spread all over his body suddenly, You Ke's eyes widened, only to see the boundless blackness flowing from the shadows under the two people's feet in an instant, blurring the whole world.

The person in front of her was sitting there, old and tattered by the wind and sun. Green leaf buds grew from her cracked skin, and in the blink of an eye, they grew into lush vines, intertwined and intertwined.

You Ke had to step back and sat down on the ground.She raised her hand, and found that her hand was covered with blood, which slid down drop by drop, and landed on the green leaves not far away, washing and soaking them.

She stood up and stepped back, but the darkness stretched out sharp claws to tightly wrap around her body, turning into heavy shackles, locking her hands and feet, making her unable to move.

Huge vines entangled, and a pair of hands passed through the airtight leaves, passed through the dripping blood, and protruded from the inside.

It was still the same hands, but now they were wearing a pair of bracelets made of vines.Like carrying two poisonous snakes, spitting out letters, cold and gloomy.

She heard a voice calling behind the layers of vines: "Xiao Ke, Xiao Ke?"

She stretched out her shackled hands to cover the blood-stained hands, and watched the blood flow from the clasped hands.

Enough is enough, enough is enough.

She couldn't help laughing, her head was lowered, her body trembling slightly, her eyes were covered by her dry hair, and the corners of her lips kept rising.

She leaned up and approached the other party——

"careful!"

There was a sudden sharp pain in her head, she had to let go, rolled backwards, and finally lay flat on the ground, twitching from time to time.

The needle was brought out, and the blood dragged out long traces, and was wiped off by the wire.

She rubbed her bruised arm, stepped back and stood up, and asked when the people around her were applying medicine, "What was she thinking just now?"

"There is nothing but hallucinations." The person said, "She is calm and does not see any abnormalities. Sorry, I was negligent and caused you to be injured. Fortunately, I used the radio wave to block the disturbance in time. She is now in a state of insanity. state, and will lose the ability to resist for a long time to come."

She didn't speak, looked at that person, and said after a while: "Sorry, I thought of many compliments, but I don't know which ones are suitable for you."

The other party nervously stood up from behind the instrument.

"You have to remember clearly, she is my pet." She took the top hat and looked at the man, "She is a pet."

After finishing speaking, she got up and walked to the door and stopped again, and said to You Ke who was huddled in the cage: "I had a surprise for you. But Xiao Ke, you are too naughty."

"Naughty, you will be punished."

You Ke didn't respond, just lying there, her hair messy covering her out-of-focus eyes.

Her sky was sinking, endless rain was everywhere, and figures came and went in her gray vision.

Standing there unconsciously, she suddenly felt something slide over her face, so she lowered her head and saw the transparent water dripping down, falling into the darkness, rippling, and disappearing again.

She sat there with her hands on the keys and began to play.

The music sounded, and the melody ran in a familiar direction.The hand is getting lighter and lighter, and it is getting harder and harder.

She widened her eyes and laughed wildly, watching the blood flow from the wound on her fingers to the keys, to the ground, to the soles of her feet, covering the whole world.Towering trees grow up, with branches spreading across the sky, blocking and squeezing each other.

She started to move forward, overcoming thorns and thorns alone, covered with bruises.

At the end of the road, there was a knife standing under the backlight. She got closer and closer, and finally grasped the handle of the knife, and was instantly enveloped by the glaring white light of the knife.

The author has something to say:

After disbelieving in manuscripts, mobile phone texts, online spaces, and web pages, I have doubts about word.My manuscript, my hand T_T