Falling into the Twilight [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 18 The tied dog

At this time of year, I work very hard for the final exams at school. I don’t know if Li Jianggao will be able to survive on his own this year.

I suddenly remembered that I had evaporated without even saying hello to him. He must have gone crazy with anxiety. Will Lao Zhang tell the class about me suspending school? Will Xu Miao call me a pervert in class?

Where is Gu Fan? Is he... going to come to a place like this and be locked up like me?

Sure enough, as soon as the surroundings became quiet, these thoughts kept pouring out of my mind, and I had a headache.

Until it got dark, there was no movement at all, and I thought I had been forgotten. The next morning, someone finally came in.

It was the same woman as yesterday, holding a dinner plate in her hand. She pushed it in through the small opening under the iron railing. She didn't have the slightest intention to talk to me. She turned around and left.

"Wait a minute," I quickly stopped her and found that my voice was extremely hoarse. "I need to go to the bathroom." I said.

Without turning her head, she said, "There is a basin inside." Her voice was shattered by the sound of the door closing.

After hearing these words, I stood there and reacted for a long time. This primitive thing actually happened to me.

I looked at the red plastic basin in the corner, and then at the food tray. There was a bowl of water, two steamed buns and a little cabbage.

I picked up a steamed bun and found that there were black spots on the bottom, which was obviously moldy. I put the steamed bun back again.

It was very cold in the room, there was no heater, and I couldn't hear the sound outside. I admit, I was scared, very scared, as if the world was going to abandon me, and I missed my brother.

As night fell, I only drank a little water during this period, but the truth told me that I only had one meal a day. My stomach kept growling, and I even had bouts of nausea and some dizziness. I had to eat the cold, hard steamed buns and the salty, bitter cabbage buns.

I used my hands to remove the black spots on the buns, and as I did so, tears started flowing out. I don’t know why I cried. Anyway, I felt very uncomfortable and wanted to go home. This was only the second day.

At night, I accidentally heard a rustling sound. Under the moonlight, I saw a few dark figures gnawing on the remains of steamed buns in the tray. I almost screamed, they were mice.

Growing up, I have only seen hamsters raised by other people, but I have never seen a mouse much bigger than my hand. Although I am a boy, I stood by the wall all night and did not dare to sleep again.

The next day I told the food delivery person that there were rats here, but she still ignored me.

Maybe I need to learn to get used to this.

I didn't know how long they were going to keep me, because I thought I might be aphasic. Surrounded by cold and fear every day, I finally understood why humans are social animals.

I often wonder these days, whether adults all think in the same way and want to lock people up. Why is this? Out of sight, out of mind? They are still avoiding some problems that they cannot solve. I'm a little worried, wondering if my brother will have random thoughts like me.

It's impossible for me to just go in and out for so many days. I saw a surveillance camera in the upper right corner, but I didn't care about my face. Indeed, locking people up works, for them.

Like a tied up dog.

I counted every day, but in the end I had forgotten which day it was, whether it was seven days, eight days, or ten days. Anyway, when someone finally came to unlock the door, I felt that I had no feeling at all. Where did they want to take me? It’s okay to go.

When I went out, I saw my brother. His face was very bad, with serious dark circles under his eyes. There was a bit of anger between his eyebrows. He looked like a decadent and hungover middle-aged uncle. I think I should be the same. of.

We were taken to take a shower, then to an apartment building, went up to the second floor, and entered a room with the name 3106 on it.

It should be lunch break at this time. When we entered, there were two boys sitting on the bed. They stood up immediately when they saw us coming in. I saw that both of them were about the same age as my brother.

One had fairly regular facial features, a little less whiteheaded, but his head was lowered and there was an obvious look of fear on his face. The other one was a little gentler, wearing round-rimmed glasses and without any expression. I looked at him a few more times and felt that he had the same air-conditioning as my brother.

The man we called the instructor arranged beds for us, opened our suitcases, and threw away the clothes and sundries inside. However, he found no prohibited items, and we were even a little unsatisfied when we left.

My brother and I arranged our luggage neatly and originally wanted to get acquainted with our roommates, but after the instructor left, they went to bed and lay down without any intention of talking to us, so we went to bed and sat down separately.

I hugged my legs and looked around the small room. There were six canopy beds in total, but since there were only four people in the room including my brother and I, we could only sleep on the lower bunk. My brother and I Just sleeping across from each other.

Instructor Wang just explained the schedule to us on the way. No, he should have yelled at us.

Get up at five o'clock in the morning and run five kilometers, have a Bible reading class after breakfast, conduct military training in the afternoon, have a self-cultivation class after dinner, and turn off the lights at 10:30. No private conversations are allowed unless reported.

It seems like a concentration camp.

I regret it, I should have run away.