I nodded quickly and sighed: "I'm not afraid of your jokes. I've been afraid of the dark since I was a child."
"If it's convenient, can you live with me?"
Facing my proactive invitation, Teacher Liu kept waving his hands: "No, no, I have to go home."
I could only sigh again to express my regret.
"Then can you give me a few more locks on this house? I feel at ease."
He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket: "That's no problem!"
"Trouble."
As soon as Teacher Liu went out, the sound of locking outside was heard.
I opened a gap in the curtains and watched him disappear into the darkness. I felt at ease now.
I asked him to lock himself several times because I deliberately made him relax his vigilance.
As for the mop I got, it was not for cleaning at all.
I wasn't sure if there were other informants in the building, so I sent a text message to Xiaomei.
"Open the window."
Turning around I pulled the curtain down a little and connected the mop pole together.
I calculated in my mind that the men's and women's dormitories were right next to each other, and Xiaomei and I were on the same floor, with a total of five windows in between.
The total length of five mop rods is about 7 meters, which should be enough.
There was some wind at night, so I tremblingly put the wooden pole on Xiaomei's window sill, and connected it to the radiator with cloth strips.
In this way, basic stability can be guaranteed.
With all my strength, I flew out along the window sill and stepped on the pole.
Seeing my body swaying, I quickly took another step, took out my special Qinggong and ran along the pole.
By the time I landed, my whole body was covered in sweat.
This qinggong is not as magical as in the movie.
Essentially speaking, people cannot escape gravity. They can only use the Dantian to force the air out of the body at a certain moment to achieve the purpose of reducing mass.
And every step of the foot must be made when the body becomes lighter, otherwise it will inevitably fall and become paralyzed.
The reason why I was scared was because I was not good at it. My feet slipped several times and I almost fell.
"You, you are taking too many risks."
I wiped the corners of my mouth, took a few deep breaths, and kept my voice low.
"Is the door locked outside?"
"locked."
I looked at the quilt on the bed and whispered, "Is there water?"
"I-I just finished washing my feet."
I looked at the still steaming water basin, and without caring about anything else, I raised the water basin and poured it on the bedding.
Until the quilt was completely soaked, I got in first and pushed up a space with my butt.
"Come in!"
Xiaomei looked at me confused from outside, hesitated for a moment, and ducked in.
"What are you doing?"
"A quilt mixed with water can insulate sound."
I turned on the flashlight and shined a little light into the bed: "It's a long story, we should be under surveillance."
"Surveillance?" Xiaomei's face was full of surprise: "Who is so perverted?"
"Who do you think it is?"
Xiaomei half-opened her mouth and asked tentatively: "Yes, is it the principal?"
"Um."
I swallowed: "The reason why I didn't call you was because I was afraid that someone would be eavesdropping next door, so I took the risk to come here."
"Then you can send me a message! What if I fall?"
"There are a lot of things that cannot be explained by typing, and if you are not careful, it is easy to be caught with evidence."
Xiaomei clutched her phone tightly: "My phone has always been here with me, how could anyone find it?"
"Let me ask you, if someone suddenly asks you to borrow a mobile phone tomorrow, will you borrow it?"
"How do you stay safe?"
This is not me being alarmist, but my way of understanding Chen Changming.
He always likes to dig holes in unexpected places, and I have learned too much about this.
Xiaomei suddenly looked suspicious: "Why do I feel that you are too nervous?"
"You're not overly excited yet!"
I poured cold water on Xiaomei unceremoniously: "You told me yourself that there are many students who are better than you, why did they choose you?"
"He said it was because you treated patients independently. Do you really believe his lies?"
Xiaomei looked at me in astonishment: "No way, right? He is so good at lying to ***?"
"Because of the hospital?"
Facing her doubts, I could only smile helplessly.
Xiaomei is still too naive and only believes in what she can see.
In fact, what really determines the direction of things is often the underlying context.
I patiently analyzed it carefully and said, "Think about it, if it's just a simple exchange and study, is it necessary for you to cut off contact with your family?"
"Even in a prison, there are fixed dates for visiting the prison, right?"
After a while, Xiaomei still shook her head: "But he has no reason to lie to me."
Now, it was my turn to be stunned.
"The facts are so obvious, why don't you believe it?"
