Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Dean: "Don't worry, it may be in the bowels."

Lian Qiao was about to get up to take a look, but after listening to the dean's words, he sat down awkwardly.

Waited for a few more minutes, even Qiao couldn't calm down, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, and knocked on the door of Honeysuckle.

"Honeysuckle?" he asked softly, "How are you?"

Little Honeysuckle responded with milky voice: "Come on! Don't rush me!"

Lian Qiao: "..." It seems that he is really taking a big.

Although he got an answer, Lian Qiao was inexplicably uneasy, and he no longer wanted to chat nonsense, so he squatted at the door of the bathroom, waiting for the honeysuckle to come out.

After about ten minutes, the door handle finally turned. Lian Qiao jumped up in surprise, startling Xiao Rendong.

"You, you, what are you doing!" Little Honeysuckle was flustered, and her two little hands shrank back, no doubt she was hiding something.

Lian Qiao thought that there was a problem. He looked up and down. Honeysuckle didn't look injured, but the little padded jacket on his chest was wet.

It was new clothes.

"What are you doing in there?" Lian Qiao walked in and looked around curiously.

Every time he took a step forward, Little Honeysuckle took a step back and was forced to the edge of the pool. With a bang, he accidentally knocked over a small bench.

The pool is more than half the height of a person, and the little honeysuckle is only two years old at this time, so it must not be able to reach the pool. No wonder there is a bench.

Lian Qiao pointed to the large water stain on his chest: "You wash your hands like this?"

Little Honeysuckle nodded quickly, but her face was flushed red, from the neck to the roots of the ears.

A lie without a doubt!

Lian Qiao: "Why don't you call me if you can't reach you? It won't be so much trouble if I hug you."

Honeysuckle: "...I...I didn't expect..." He turned his head as he spoke, not daring to meet Lian Qiao's eyes.

Without a doubt! exist! spread! lie!

Lian Qiao squatted down and looked at him, poked his little face with interest: "Little cutie, what are you trying to hide?"

"Don't ask..." Honeysuckle's tone softened, and her eyebrows drooped down.

Use the body of a two-year-old child to say such words and make such a look, even if Ren Dong did not mean it, there was a coquettish look in his eyes.

Cheat!

Lian Qiao relented on the spot.

"Okay, I won't ask." He leaned over and kissed Little Honeysuckle on the forehead, then reached out to hug him, "Let's go out... Huh?"

Lian Qiao only felt cold on her hands and didn't know what to touch. He hugged Little Honeysuckle with one hand and freed up the other to look at it. I saw that the sparkling on the fingertips was water.

Honeysuckle's back is also wet? How did you do it?

The next moment, even Joe reacted immediately—oh, it wasn’t his back that was wet, it was something he hid behind—it was wet!

The dean outside the house saw the two dawdling inside for a long time before coming out, so he walked to the bathroom door and asked curiously, "What are you doing inside?"

"Nothing." Lian Qiao's eyes were quick and he closed the door with his backhand.

"..." Little Honeysuckle's eyes widened, her mouth opened, and she was speechless.

Lian Qiao put Little Honeysuckle on his lap, leaned behind him, and easily got what he was hiding behind.

"I won't laugh at you, dear." Lian Qiao kissed his forehead again and said, "I'll wash you."

Little Honeysuckle's eyes trembled slightly, as if the apex of her heart also trembled. He bit his water-red lips, finally made up his mind and let go.

Lian Qiao took the wet little trousers from his hand.

He will be so twisted, there is only one answer, he peeed his pants. Honeysuckle kept secret and refused to come out, just wanted to wash his pants.

It is normal for a two-year-old child to pee his pants, and even Joe doesn't think there is anything. However, this was too embarrassing for Ren Dong. He's not a real child after all, he's a 28-year-old adult! How could it be acceptable to pee your own pants!

But...

Seeing Lian Qiao rubbing the pants naturally, even though Honeysuckle's face was hot, her heart was warm, filled with something.

Lian Qiao smiled and asked him while washing, "What are you embarrassed about? It's just a pair of trousers. Don't I wash the clothes at home?"

Honeysuckle flattened her mouth and whispered: "But...dirty..."

Lian Qiao: "It doesn't matter. Because it's you, I'm not too dirty."

Little Honeysuckle opened her mouth, so moved she didn't know what to say.

Lian Qiao: "So you don't have to be ashamed. I can help you wash your pants now, and when you are older, I will also be worried if you use other things to get your pants dirty in your sleep. I washed it for you without any hesitation."

Little Honeysuckle: "...?" What else? what?

When he reacted, the emotion vanished in an instant. Little Honeysuckle's face was black, and he stood on tiptoe and pinched Lian Qiao's butt. Lian Qiao let out an ouch, and grinned and splashed water on his face. Xiao Rendong covered her face to avoid, but was quickly caught by Lian Qiao and hugged him.

"I love you." He suddenly whispered in his ear.

Honeysuckle was startled.

Lian Qiao rubbed his tender and soft cheeks and said softly, "No matter what you become, I love you."

Honeysuckle hugged his neck and felt his warm and deep attachment.

He…may be aware of something. Is he afraid?

What is he afraid of?

Honeysuckle faintly felt that Lian Qiao was confirming something, eagerly, begging for confirmation. So he also rubbed Lian Qiao's cheek and said seriously: "No matter what you become, I love you too."

The corner of Lian Qiao's mouth twitched, and he smiled with his eyes bent.

The whole day was still calm. Lian Qiao monopolized Little Honeysuckle and did not give others the chance to bring children. The other players had nothing to do, so they had to help the dean take care of the other children in the orphanage.

As Honeysuckle said, the children in this orphanage, except for him, all have more or less defects. For example, half of the ear is missing, such as deafness, such as lameness. There are even more extremes.

I talked to Lian Qiao earlier and told him that the girl who was full of honeysuckle flowers in the yard had healthy limbs and good ears and eyes, but she had a problem with convulsions from time to time.

"Is it epilepsy?" Lian Qiao asked, "Is it a problem in the womb?"

The dean shook his head and sighed: "No. She has a steel needle in her head, which is inserted too deep. The doctor said that it cannot be taken out."

Everyone was shocked. Only then did I know that the little girl was born in a patriarchal family. The mother gave birth to three girls in a row, and the first two died unfortunately, so the mother loves this little one very much.

However, grandma always wants to hold her grandson.

She was only one year old when her grandmother put several steel needles into her head. Because there is such a saying in their hometown: nail the soul of the baby girl, and she will not be reincarnated here again.

The needle was hidden by the hair and no one noticed. The truth was not known until the child went from crying to continuous convulsions, and the parents rushed the child to the hospital. It turned out that not only the little girl was poisoned, but the first two children also died like this.

The hospital wanted to call the police, but it was the grandmother at home. This is a family matter, and it is difficult for the police to come. So had to give up.

The parents had a big fight. The mother left the cruel home with her daughter. Unfortunately, not long after, the mother, who was raising her daughter alone, was overworked and died of a sudden illness. Before she died, she left a will and was not allowed to send the child back to that demon family, otherwise she would have to take revenge even if she turned into a ghost.

The surrounding villagers made trouble. This baby has a needle in his head, and will fall ill from time to time, and he has killed his own mother. Who dares to take her in?

So the village decided to send her to the orphanage.

This girl's life experience is so pitiful, so everyone is moved with compassion. Little Apple was tortured to the point of tears, gritted her teeth and said that there was nothing good in their house. So everyone focused their attention on the children, as if they really came to the orphanage to do volunteer work, rather than being in danger and unable to extricate themselves.

It was night again in the blink of an eye.

At this time, it was about late spring and early summer. The night was no longer cold, but a little hot. Everyone was drinking tea and chatting in the yard, enjoying the cool breeze, which was a rare leisure time.

The honeysuckle vines in the yard have sprouted. The children were playing under the grape trellis, and the adults were holding teacups to discuss the copy, not shy of the children.

In the past two days, they almost touched the orphanage upside down and found nothing. This orphanage is basically the same as the one in reality. Except for the different time flow, it is simply an ordinary orphanage.

Realizing this, everyone's mood is mixed.

On the bright side, this means that the key to this dungeon is not solving the puzzle - the key is the key player, just keep him until he is 28 years old. But the question is, how many disasters will he encounter before he turns 28?

If one of them misses and Xu Rendong has an accident, is there still a way to remedy it?

Therefore, the focus of the discussion tonight is that even Qiao should give up custody, and Xu Rendong's safety cannot be tied to him alone.

"Anyway, we are all experienced players." The long-haired aunt persuaded earnestly, "Although not as powerful as you, it won't hold you back. I think , you can also give us a little credit. After all, everyone's goals are the same."

Lian Qiao held Little Honeysuckle on his lap, playing with the short hair on his forehead, without speaking.

The long-haired aunt wanted to persuade him again, and Little Apple sighed: "Forget it, he refuses, let's not force it."

"You can't say that..."

"That's right. He's always avoiding us. What if something really happens? Can he take the responsibility?"

"We don't want to take over the child completely. I think so, let's arrange a shift and take turns to accompany you. The child is still yours, we will play for you next to you, look at the door or something. Let's do something..."

Lian Qiao still did not pick up.

His fingers were wrapped around the soft hair of the honeysuckle, and the fingertips gently massaged the honeysuckle's small head, making the honeysuckle drowsy.

No one knew what even Joe was thinking, but he could understand his answer from his silence.

Everyone sighed. At this time, the dean came out wearing a thin coat and beckoned the children to go back to sleep. The children surrounded the dean as if they had seen their mother. The dean looked at the frowning people in the courtyard, and asked curiously, "Is there anything that bothers you?"

"No."

Unexpectedly, Lian Qiao was the one who spoke.

Everyone looked at the gentle smile on Lian Qiao's face in surprise and heard his polite voice: "We are just blowing the evening breeze and chatting for a while. You take the children to bed first. , let's speak softly."

Everyone: "..." Why is it that you treat an NPC better than us! Are you an undercover agent sent by the copy!

The dean didn't think there was anything wrong with Lian Qiao's attitude, just smiled and nodded, and led the children in.

Lian Qiao turned his head to look at everyone, his face returned to a cold look that no one would rob me of children.

Everyone knew that it was useless to persuade them to continue, so they could not help but feel downcast.

Suddenly, someone reached out and touched his face, looked up at the sky in surprise, and said "Huh": "It's raining?"

Aunt with long hair: "Is it raining? Then go back to rest early."

Little Apple also looked up at the sky and said suspiciously: "The night sky is quite clear, there are no clouds in the sky, where does the rain come from?"

Previously, the man twitched the crystal liquid on his fingertips and said with a strange expression: "Why is this rain sticky, and it smells a little..."

At the same time, Little Honeysuckle woke up from her sleep, her face changed slightly, and she suddenly turned her head to look at the person who said it was raining. The small mouth opened slightly, and hurriedly spit out a sentence.

"It's not rain, it's..."

Not waiting for Little Honeysuckle to finish speaking, Lian Qiao hugged him to stand up and took a few steps back.

Then calmly said: "Since you said that you are useful, then prove it to me. This ghost, you can find your own way. I will not do it."