Before Lin Yue came back, Yang Shushu had set her eyes on the glass coffee table in the room. There was a glass cup on the coffee table. As long as she could find a way to move the cup, smash it to the ground, and use the fragments to cut the rope, she would have successfully taken the first step.
Her hands and feet were bound, making it difficult for her to move. She moved across the tiled floor like a giant insect, even as she did so, chatting with Zuo Jinheng: "My idol, how are you feeling now? How long do you think it will take before you can move again?"
Zuo Jinheng: "I don't know either. I can move my fingers now, but I can't lift my wrists or my feet."
At this time, Yang Shushu had already moved to the front of the coffee table. She tried to use her head to push it up, but found that it hurt her head and she couldn't breathe. So she used her butt as the center of the circle, turned over, and pushed her feet towards the coffee table, pushing forward with force.
Snap!
The kick was so powerful that the cup slid directly off the glass coffee table. However, the place where it landed was not very good and she could not reach it at all. She also had to know not to lean forward, otherwise she might be stabbed by the debris on the ground.
Zuo Jinheng watched her slowly move towards the debris and couldn't help but feel a little worried: "You'll get pricked like this."
"Better to be hit by broken glass than by those sharp knives on your bed..."
Yang Shushu stopped talking halfway, and Zuo Jinheng was also stunned at this moment. Slowly, an indescribable expression appeared on both of their faces, but this did not last long. Yang Shushu was like a caterpillar on stimulants, arching her body and rushing towards the bed where Zuo Jinheng was at a speed beyond the speed of a caterpillar.
"I think we might be scared silly." She arched her back and complained.
Zuo Jinheng closed his eyes, frowned anxiously, and looked like he was exerting force. His fingers beside him were shaking desperately, trying to knock the knife, axe or something else that was not far from him to the ground.
"I won't admit that I'm stupid. I just didn't expect that he actually trusted me enough to leave such a ready-made thing here."
"He may not believe you, he just believes in himself and believes that we will never be able to escape." Yang Shushu couldn't help but refute him.
Zuo Jinheng laughed, and there was strength in his laugh. He pushed his head hard against the pillow on the bed. His numb body moved as well. His fingers, which had been resting on the bed, were lifted up with force and reached towards the axe next to him.
"Move aside a little, I think I've touched it. If it falls to the ground and hits you, you're done for," he said.
Yang Shushu didn't stop, but said to him: "Come on, when you encounter it, you don't know when, don't move, it's much more convenient for me to go over there than for you."
As she spoke, she had already reached the bedside, and suddenly sat up beside the bed.
Zuo Jinheng: "..." You can sit up, why are you rubbing on the ground?
Yang Shushu: "It's quieter to rub on the ground, and it's harder to be discovered. If I had stood up and jumped just now, my intentions would have been discovered long ago."
Her feet were tied and her hands were tied behind her back. She managed to sit up after struggling.
Zuo Jinheng: "Then why were you acting so arrogantly just now?"
Yang Shushu: "I was worried that if I jumped over, it would make too much noise and attract the mentally ill person back."
Zuo Jinheng: “…”
Without further ado, Yang Shushu slowly stood up, turned around, and picked up the razor placed beside the bed that was intended to torture her.
But when she held the knife in her hand, she couldn't see the rope, and if she didn't cut it properly, she might cut her artery.
"My idol, why don't you give me some instructions from behind to prevent me from cutting myself," she said.
Zuo Jinheng's eyes happened to fall on her wrist at this time. There should have been a bracelet there usually, but now the bracelet was lost somewhere, revealing the mark. It wasn't long since then, and looking at the wound, he could still imagine how deep the knife had been.
To the outside world, most people believed it was a rumor. Even after he met her, he thought it might not be true. After all, he had never met such a strong and tough girl before. But the wound in front of him told him that it was true.
But he didn't understand what made her choose such an extreme method.
But obviously, now was not the time to think about it. His thoughts passed by in a flash, and Zuo Jinheng began to seriously instruct her where to point the blade.
"A little to the left, a little more to the left, yes, yes, lower it slowly, don't use too much force, grind it little by little."
After five minutes, Yang Shushu finally cut the ropes on her hands and her hands were free. She twisted her wrists a few times, relaxed them a little, and then went to cut the ropes on her feet. When her hands and feet were free again, she didn't wait for her hands and feet to become numb from being tied for a long time, and walked directly towards the window.
The entire room was arranged like an ordinary residential building, but they didn't hear any movement around them during this time.
Walking to the window and pulling open the heavy curtains, Yang Shushu was stunned when she saw what was happening outside.
Seeing her suddenly stop talking by the window, Zuo Jinheng was worried: "What's wrong?"
Yang Shushu slowly turned around and looked at Zuo Jinheng: "Idol, is there any primeval forest near Jinjing?"
Zuo Jinheng was stunned for a moment, then he understood what she meant: "You mean there's a forest outside?"
Yang Shushu: "I can't say for sure. It's night outside now, and it's pitch black. At least all I see are trees."
Having said that, she suddenly walked quickly to the bedside: "But I can't care less. Even if it's a primeval forest, I have to go there. Otherwise, I'll just wait to be torn apart here."
As she spoke, she went to help Zuo Jinheng. Zuo Jinheng was a little stronger now and his hands could move a little, but it was still impossible for him to walk.
"You go first. I can't run away in my current situation, and I'll have to implicate you. At least he won't do anything to me. Then you can call the police to save me."
Yang Shushu didn't stop helping him up because of his words. "Don't be silly. He's a psychopath. If he comes back and sees I've run away, he'll be so crazy he won't care who you are. Even if he's not completely crazy and doesn't kill you, when he finds out I've run away, will he still be waiting here for me to bring the police back? Who knows where he'll take you and lock you up."
As she spoke, she dragged him away. Zuo Jinheng was about 180cm tall. Although he was not fat, he was still overweight for Yang Shushu.
She dragged his upper body and didn't care about his lower body, so his entire lower body fell to the ground. Fortunately, his lower body had no feeling, but Zuo Jinheng still seemed to feel his heels numb with pain.
"Shushu, you go first. He will probably be back soon. This way, none of us can escape."
Yang Shushu put him on the ground first, then, not knowing what she was going to do, she went to the bed and ripped off the sheet, then spread it on the ground next to him. Before he could figure out how to get back, he saw him roll himself onto the sheet like a ball. "Can you use your hands now? I'll tie your feet, and you hold on to them for a while, and I'll use them to drag you out."
Zuo Jinheng looked at her steadily for more than ten seconds, without saying anything, and just nodded slightly.
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