Chapter 2 Primer

It was raining outside, the sound was small and distant. Zuo Lian hesitantly unbuttoned the first button of his shirt. She looked at the gray and white lime walls around her, and sighed deeply. Although she was born in poverty, she hasn't lived such a hard life for at least ten years.Others say that it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal, but she has learned to be hard and simple in these two months. She doesn't know where she is, she doesn't see the sun rising and setting. It's not that Zuo Lian accepts everything.In her opinion, at least she is still alive, alive and well, unscathed.That's surprising enough.

This dilapidated but airtight room is like her grave. Zuo Lian shook his head with a wry smile, he committed a crime on his own, he can't live. However, it is an exaggeration to say that it is a grave.Although shabby and dilapidated, the room was small but well-equipped.A camp bed, a writing desk, a broken TV that can only receive CCTV and Longpan Satellite TV, a shower head that can take a shower, and a flush toilet. Food and drink, that person will deliver them on time.Before, Zuo Lian didn't know if it was on time, but every time he was hungry, he would send it over.From the small window on the iron gate.

Zuo Lian has an outstanding appearance, and has been sought after since she was a child, but has never been conquered.She was a goddess, and her light shone on every man she knew.That wealthy husband, who was dozens of years older than her, was obviously not the favorite in her heart, but she couldn't help him repeatedly sending jewelry, luxury goods, etc., so she simply followed him. For so many years, she has never been moved or tempted by others' flattery and good food and drink.But when she was hungry, that person would bring me simple meals; when she felt that she was smelly, that person would bring her street clothes bought at the Town God's Temple.This made her feel a little grateful to that person instead.

Thinking of this, Zuo Lian gave another wry smile. You broke my wings and came to apply medicine to me. Is this considered a favor? Zuo Lian didn't know where he was, and he couldn't even remember how he got here.In the beginning, she didn't know whether it was three days or a week. Anyway, during that time, she was shrouded in fear. She felt that she was going to die, and maybe she would suffer inhuman torture before she died.With Zuo Lian's character, she vowed to die that she would not suffer abuse.She secretly gave herself the courage to die. So curled up on her camp bed in the dim light, she passed the time without sleep.

However, she remained unscathed, so she relaxed a little.She tried every means to open the iron door, only at this time did she realize that she was not a woman at all, and her weak fingers could not even pry open the door.She gave up completely when one of her nails was flipped over.She began to adapt to the dim lights and the "society" without mobile phones and the Internet. She will occasionally watch TV to grasp the time of today and know whether it is day or night. Judging by the time on TV, the nightmare has been going on for two months. The room was dark and damp, and it took three days for the laundry to dry, so she had to change her habit of changing clothes every day.The underwear the guy bought doesn't fit, but it's better than nothing, so let's make do with it.

For two months, she has been alone, but still will be fully dressed every day. It's been her OCD for years. The thing I fear the most is taking a shower and going to the toilet.But again, this has to be done. The reason for the fear is that every time she does these things, she feels that there are a pair of eyes behind her, although she clearly knows that this room has a door but no windows, and she is the only one living in it. Because of this, she stayed up until she was stinking and uncomfortable, and then went to take a bath tremblingly, but nothing happened. Even though nothing happened, her feeling was still very strong.

It was time to take a bath again, Zuo Lian took off his clothes hesitantly.She looked at her smooth, white skin and well-shaped figure, and thought that there is not even a mirror here, let alone any skin care products. Thirty years old. Zuo Lian pushed the shower head closer to the wall to prevent the water from splashing on the bed or the TV.She slowly turned on the faucet. Because of the water pressure, the shower head trembled slightly and began to slowly sprinkle water. Zuo Lian picked up a piece of soap and dabbed it on her body.As a female entrepreneur with a net worth of tens of millions, one day she would use soap to bathe, which is really unpredictable.She tried her best to let herself think about other things, trying to dilute the feeling that she would have as soon as she took a shower.Still, the feeling lingers.

Zuo Lian subconsciously looked towards the dark place behind him. Click.A slight sound was covered by the sound of water flowing. Zuo Lian didn't know why, the hairs all over his body stood up suddenly. She quickly reached out to turn off the faucet, covered her chest with a towel, and looked at the iron door behind her. Squeak. The iron gate seemed to be moving.She wasn't sure if she was moving, but there was sound. Zuo Lian was so frightened that he leaned against the wall, squinting his eyes and staring at the iron gate. The iron gate was indeed half opened. Through the mist, Zuo Lian saw a hazy figure standing at the door.

It was raining outside, and the raindrops hit the awning on the window, making an unpleasant sound. The room was dark, and I couldn't see my fingers. Even snoring does not hypnotize men. The man lay on his back on the bed, staring at the ceiling above, which was dilapidated and colorful.Yes, he couldn't see the ceiling at all, but he knew everything here. The man didn't feel sleepy at all, he was quietly waiting for the time to come. The wall clock was ticking on the wall. The man couldn't see the wall clock clearly, so he could only silently read the numbers in his heart and calculate the time.

The handcuffs on his right wrist were tightly handcuffed, which made him feel that the blood flow in his right hand was blocked, and his right hand was as cold as handcuffs. He moved his wrist slightly, trying to loosen the restraint of his wrist, and also wanted to test whether the person beside him was really asleep. People around did not respond. If the man counted correctly, it was already one o'clock in the night. According to the law, the person beside him is already fast asleep. The man is ready to move. He quietly took out the prepared wire from the edge of his underwear with his left hand, and fumbled hard to insert the wire into the keyhole of the handcuffs.How hard it is to push a thin wire into a keyhole in the dark!It took the man almost ten minutes to achieve his goal.

He struggled to maintain an awkward posture. In order not to wake up the people around him, he carefully probed the lock cylinder of the handcuffs with a wire. It wasn't his specialty, but he had to risk his life. A car passed by, and the light from the car shone through the curtains on the face of the person beside him. His face was fleshy, ferocious and terrifying. The person next to him was disturbed by the light from his dreams, he turned over with a groan, and the fat on his stomach swayed accordingly. The man was concentrating on unlocking the lock, and was really taken aback by this sudden turning over. He quickly retracted the wire and pretended to sleep. The person next to him clicked his mouth a few times and continued to snore.False alarm. The man didn't dare to move easily, he stared and continued to count the hours.Another half an hour passed, and the man began to fumble for the keyhole again. Even on a rainy night in early spring, the man was still sweating profusely because of nervousness, awkward posture and difficult movements. Click. The handcuffs are off. The corner of the man's mouth rose slightly, and he smiled triumphantly. After unlocking the handcuffs, the man's right hand finally returned to blood. He rubbed his sore wrist, turned over quietly, got up, put on his coat, and tiptoed to the door. He knew that this door had been in disrepair for a long time, and if it was opened rashly, it would definitely make an unpleasant noise.Once he wakes up the person next to him, he will really fall short. He unlatched the door carefully, holding the door firmly so there was minimal friction between the door and the hinges that connected it to the wall.He opened the door slowly and laboriously, opened a shoulder-width gap, stepped out, and then slowly closed the door. The man spread his hands and turned his face to the sky, letting the rain hit his face wantonly. He is free again. At this time, the man's blood was boiling with enthusiasm, even the cold rain in early spring could not quench it. He was in no hurry to leave, walking in the rain, letting the rain wet his coat, enjoying the cool air of the early spring night and the thrill of being free again. I am back! The man growled, gradually accelerated, and ran towards the northwest.