Just give birth to pickles

I didn't expect that the consequences of hiding a sun would be so serious.

I was tied up by Wuhuada to the dean's room, and the dean said, "Do you know where you are wrong?"

"You shouldn't have put the sun in the quilt. There was a big hole in the quilt and the sheet," I said.

The dean's eyes showed approval, which gave me great encouragement, "I should hide it in the pond. After it boils the water, our whole courtyard can catch fish and eat it."

The dean's face was a bit strange, he leaned forward and asked me: "Do you know that the sun should be in the sky and can't be taken down casually?"

"why?"

"How can we see without it?"

"Are our eyes ruled by the sun..."

"Let there be light! Without light, things will turn black. Do you understand that the sun paints things?"

"Then what did you invent the light bulb for?"

"Because the sun is off at night."

"Come on, didn't there be night before? If you didn't find a new love and neglected it. How could Sun be seduced by me with a piece of meat." I don't think it's worth it for Sun.

The dean stroked his forehead and beckoned the doctor to take me down. I have seen this kind of trick a lot, a typical way to avoid problems.Originally, I could leave, but I suddenly thought of an important thing: "By the way, why did you steal me those two days?"

"You don't need to ask about this matter, everything we do must be for your consideration."

"Take your time outside to loan sharks? That sounds like illegal fundraising, Dean."

"Five cents." The dean waved five fingers in front of me. "By the end of the year, you will have three days. Three days, 72 hours."

"What if he gave me back three days of terminal illness, three days of being in a car accident, or three days of being president, I don't want it. Give me back my time now." I spread my palms.

The dean scratched his head and thought for a while, then put a hair in my hand.

Suddenly, the door was knocked open, and a horde of doctors and nurses rushed in. I looked awkwardly at the sheets that bound me up, and at the potato sitting on my bed pretending to be the dean.The booing patients all walked away, and I was a little scared.

They looked serious, ignored me, and turned over the bed one by one.They found the sun and Mars.

"Yes, they were the ones who pried off the hall light."

The lead doctor put his hands in his white coat, and nodded to the person next to him without saying a word.

Damn, I know what they're going to do.They would hide us in a dark, windowless room, tie us up into a pillar, stand with a long thorny rope around our necks, and prevent us from sleeping.Inject something that hurts all over, electric shock.Long hopeless darkness, hunger.

I definitely don't want to try it a second time.

I broke free from the nurse's hand, grabbed the potato and ran outside.He shouted loudly behind me, running harder than me.The wind mixed with his voice and came into my ears: "Second bed, we are on the run now, soon we can realize your dream and become a 'meat'."

I looked up, and there was a wall in front of me.Just like I told him.

"Climb up." I crossed his legs.The people behind arrived, my back was firmly against the wall, and I kicked with my right foot indiscriminately. They dragged the potato down, and I pushed him up hard, feeling a light on my shoulder.

The doctors were completely focused on me, several people tried to hold me down and sedate me.I waved my hands and feet, knocked off a needle, and heard a "damn", and the people in front of me started kicking me like crazy. Lying on the top of the wall, his body softened and he fell straight down.

I beg so I can beg, let me fall over the wall, it doesn't matter if I am not dragged back like a dog, let me go out once, I really want to eat meat.

When I opened my eyes, there was darkness, no light, no sun and no electric lights. My whole body was so painful that it seemed that every body tissue was sensitive, and I was so dull that I couldn't feel the existence of my own body.

Got locked in, tried everything but got locked in anyway.

"Second bed." It was Tudou's voice.

Why didn't Tudou escape: "What the hell, why did they lock you in? Tudou, tell them that you have a low IQ and don't know what happened. I planned everything. Smashing walnuts for Nokia I wrote the petition, I fished the sun with meat, and I communicated with Martian language, go and say that you are an idiot, don’t stay in the dark room, life would be worse than death.”

"Second bed, don't get excited...you listen to me first." I felt my hand being held by him, "You hit your eye when you jumped down, the doctor said you are blind, we are not in the small black room now."

"Oh, so I was just blind, I was scared to death."

It's fine if you're not in the dark room.My body relaxes and everything feels better than ever.

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Mental illness is over.