Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Lin Dong heard the groaning, turned around, saw Lian Qiao covering the back of his head with a pained face, and asked in surprise and worry: "What's wrong? Headache?"

"..." Lian Qiao frowned and slowly adjusted her breathing.

Just now, he felt as if his scalp had been lifted. Weird feeling. But now suddenly it's better again.

Honeysuckle jumped off the small chair, went around behind him, and touched his head: "Where does it hurt? Here?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." Lian Qiao said, "It might be a migraine."

"Isn't it a cold? You have diarrhea and a cold..." Although Ren Dong felt that Yilian Qiao's physique would not be so weak, she still suggested to go to the dean to ask for some cold medicine.

Lian Qiao's headache is actually completely cured, but under the insistence of Honeysuckle, she still took some medicine.

Honeysuckle watched him finish taking the medicine, then raised her little hand to touch his forehead, the worry in her eyes finally subsided a little. Then he went back to the desk and read the elementary school math book he had been studying all night.

Lian Qiao couldn't help laughing at the little back who was addicted to studying.

How about a good breakup?

Why do you still spoil me so much?

Three days later, Honeysuckle was seven years old and entered primary school. The surrounding scene also changed, from a welfare home to an entire block.

Everyone was caught off guard by this sudden change. Honeysuckle has already experienced several times, naturally calm. To his surprise, even Joe was very calm, as if he had expected this.

Since Honeysuckle has mastered the weakness that ghosts are afraid of Buddhist scriptures, the survival rate of this teammate has been greatly improved. At present, there are a total of thirteen teammates, including Little Apple, Aunt Long Hair, and Scar Man. In addition to the Peking Opera monks picked up from the unfinished building, there are fourteen people in total.

According to the plan, everyone went to find a job to solve the problem of room and board.

Many people are powerful, this time, everyone's economy is not as tight as last time. Little Honeysuckle was finally able to concentrate on her studies to avoid being left in a junk school, and the troubled girl took revenge from love to hate.

Since Honeysuckle is dedicated to studying, Lian Qiao cooperates with him, serves food and drinks every day, and escorts him to and from school.

XX Primary School is rigorous in academics, excellent in school spirit, and stable and peaceful campus life, which makes Xu Rendong have an illusion that he is really studying in primary school in the real world.

Although the primary school homework is simple, Xu Rendong needs to deal with the homework every day for a whole year. So Lian Qiao mobilized the power of his teammates to help do their homework together. Despite this, the pressure on Ren Dong has not eased - if he wants to be promoted to XX junior high school, he still has to take the Xiaosheng junior exam. No one in the examination room could help him, he had to learn it by himself after all.

To be reasonable, although it is only a primary school problem... But Xu Rendong, as a social animal who has graduated for many years, is really a bit tiring to do this kind of problem. Therefore, after every day's homework, Xu Rendong had to prepare for the following homework, and even began to prepare for the junior promotion exam when he was in the fourth grade.

Students are so busy that Xu Rendong comes back from elementary school every day, simply grabbing two bites of rice, and studying hard until late at night. Seeing how hard he studied, Lian Qiao finally understood why he would say "don't fall in love" in the elevator.

Endorsements can't be recited, what kind of love! waste time!

So even though Qiao was worried, he didn't dare to ask him about school, for fear of delaying his studies, just like an anxious single father.

Xu Rendong sometimes wonders, if Zhong Xiu hadn't abandoned him, would he be like Lian Qiao. Mingming was worried that he was so worried that he wanted to ask him what happened in the school during the day, but he was afraid that it would affect his study, so he had to hold back and not speak.

—However, Xu Rendong thought too much.

Lian Qiao is his object after all, not his father. Lian Qiao loves him far beyond his imagination!

After the primary school entrance examination, Rendong was promoted to XX Middle School with excellent school spirit and unlocked a new block. At the same time, Lian Qiao actually managed to get into XX Middle School and became a Qing! clean! work!

On the first day of junior high school, thirteen-year-old Xu Rendong looked at Lian Qiao in a clean overalls. Lian Qiao was quite satisfied with this outfit, and said triumphantly, "This way I can go to school with you logically!"

Honeysuckle: "No, you can't. You're going to sweep the floor."

Indeed, the school did not recruit Lian Joe to make him a full-time nanny for Honeysuckle. Lian Qiao contracted the sanitation of the entire teaching building and needed to run up and down to clean up constantly.

At this time, Lian Qiao understood how destructive the junior high school children were. He had just swept the dust and **** on the ground together, and after class was over, the bear children came roaring in thousands of horses, stepped on with iron hooves, and all the **** returned to their original positions.

And the trash can he just emptied, as long as a class interval, the trash can will be refilled. If he does not show up to change the garbage bag in time, there will be food residues and packaging bags scattered around the garbage can.

Bear children are already very difficult to deal with, and spicy chicken leaders are even more difficult to deal with. I always run out of my spare time to inspect the work. When I see a piece of waste paper and a pencil tip in the corridor, I call Lian Qiao over for a lesson, regardless of whether the thing is some unlucky child who just came out of the window three seconds ago. thrown out.

Lian Qiao was very angry, but the leader threatened to dismiss him. In order to stay with Ren Dong, Lian Qiao had to bear the humiliation.

Burning the humiliation—of course it pays off.

With the status of a cleaner, even Joe can freely enter and leave the school every day. So, during the lunch break, he went to the snack bar to buy the Xiaolongbao and small wontons that honeysuckle loved to eat, and sent them hot to the honeysuckle.

Junior high school is far more stressful than primary school. In order to get into a good high school, Ren Dong needs to devote more time to study. Therefore, even if it is a short lunch break, Ren Dong must seize the time to endorse.

The stairs leading to the roof of the school were originally blocked all the year round, but Lian Qiao, the sweeper, could easily come up with the key in his hand. Lian Qiao let the honeysuckle rest on his thigh and lie down for a while. Ren Dong handed him the book in his hand and said, "Endorsement for me."

Lian Qiao glanced at it, it was a Chinese book, and turned to the page of "Peach Blossom Spring". I saw Ren Dong closed his eyes and quickly recited in a low voice:

"When I saw the fisherman, I was shocked and asked where I was. If I answered, I would have to return it... um... return home..."

Lian Qiao smiled: "Invite him home, then what?"

Honeysuckle got the reminder, and immediately recalled: "Well... I have to return the house and set up wine to kill chickens for food. When I heard about this person in the village, Xian came to inquire. Since ancestor Yun avoided the chaos in the Qin Dynasty, He led his wife and people from the city to this desperate situation, and he didn't come back, so he separated from outsiders... um..."

Back here, he got stuck again.

Lian Qiao said: "The people of Taohuayuan are isolated from the world, and I don't know what is going on. It is rare to see an outsider, what would they ask?"

Honeysuckle suddenly realized: "Ask the age!" Only then did she memorize it smoothly again.

I stumbled and recited it, Ren Dong held the book again, and read the "Peach Blossom Spring" several times. Then he sighed: "Oh, when I'm old, my memory is not as good as that of a child. I can't memorize such a short article..."

Lian Qiao stroked his hair and said softly: "You've only read it a few times, and you've memorized it to this level. It's already pretty good. Besides, you have to memorize the entire junior high school in one go. The exam syllabus, it is difficult for anyone to do it.”

"But I have to do it." A trace of exhaustion flashed in Ren Dong's eyes, but she forcibly cheered up and raised the book again.

Lian Qiao pressed his book: "You are tired, rest for a while. This endorsement is inefficient." He raised his hand to cover Ren Dong's eyes, "I'll give you a massage, you Close your eyes."

Lian Dong closed her eyes when she heard the words, only to feel that Lian Qiao's palm was warm, and it was very comfortable to cover her eyes.

Lian Qiao covered him from the noon sun with one hand and massaged the acupuncture points on his head with the other. In fact, even Qiao didn't learn this, but when his parents went to the old Chinese medicine doctor they knew for massage and massage, he followed him a few times.

Apparently, the trick of stealing is very effective. Little Honeysuckle's tense body softened obviously, and her breathing rate became slow.

Lian Qiao looked down at the relaxed little honeysuckle and couldn't help sighing: "Why are you so obsessed with studying?"

Honeysuckle was about to fall asleep. Hearing this, he replied in a daze: "I want to go to my alma mater, study finance, and make money easily...to support you..."

Little Honeysuckle turned over. I don't know if it was because he smelled a familiar smell, he buried his face in Lian Qiao's clothes. He said vaguely: "Going to college is not a puppy love..."

Lian Qiao took off his coat, put it over him, and then hooked the back of his neck lightly, lest he slip off his legs.

This posture is a bit strenuous for Lian Qiao, and it is easy to have backache. But even Joe was happy.

He looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was clear and blue. The sun shone on his face, lazily, making him feel sleepy.

However, the lunch break is only half an hour after all. Soon, Ren Dong woke up from her deep sleep, rubbed her eyes, and went back to the classroom again.

Even Joe packed up and went to work as a cleaner.

Therefore, for a while, the leader was about to lie down on the ground with a magnifying glass, but he was stunned that he could not find any dust.

The leader snorted, got up from the floor tile, and took out a note.

Lian Qiao: "!" Is there actually a bonus!

He happily took the banknotes and was about to thank the leader when he saw the leader pushed his glasses and ordered in an official voice: "Go, buy me a pack of cigarettes."

Lian Qiao: "..." Dog leaders are dog leaders after all, isn't smoking allowed in the school!

Lian Qiao honestly took over the task and scolded the dog leader ten thousand times in his heart.

There is no canteen in the school, but the proprietress of the stationery store and the principal are relatives, so the back door is opened in the school, so that students can come and buy snacks at any time. Lian Qiao came to the back of the stationery store, but was told that the kind of cigarette the leader wanted was out of stock.

He had to walk out of the school gate.

The proprietress said that there is a smoking hotel in the alley opposite OO Middle School next door, there must be one there. So Lian Qiao came to the next block with cash in his hand, and sure enough he found the store deep in the alley.

When he bought a cigarette and planned to go back to school, he suddenly heard a burst of unbridled laughter.

It sounds like a very young girl. The laughter was mixed with unspeakable insults such as "slut", "slut" and so on. Lian Qiao was excited for a while, thinking that he was hit by a hidden mission?

He touched it quietly, and found a group of girls wearing heavy makeup and bewitching, beating up a pure girl in school uniform.

Huh? School bullying?

According to the routine, if you save the pure white flower at this moment, it should trigger some special plot. Lian Qiao was rubbing his fists in an instant, and he stepped forward excitedly like a fly rubbing his hands.

Just as he was about to scold, he suddenly noticed that the girl who spoke the loudest was wearing a red dress.

Suddenly, there was a severe electric burning pain from the depths of the brain!

“Hmm!…”

Lian Qiao cried out in pain, and squatted down with the back of her head covered.

…

I don't know how long.

Lian Qiao opened his eyes in a daze, feeling sticky on his eyelids. He reached out his hand subconsciously, and felt the red color all over his hand.

…blood?

Lian Qiao took the viscous and fishy liquid and frowned in disgust.

There is still a dull pain after burning deep in the brain. He rubbed the back of his head, and after seeing the scene around him, his whole body froze for a moment.

corpses—many—corpses!

Deep in the alley, there were corpses lying all over the place. Looking at the dress, it was the bad girl he had just seen. The innocent girl in the school uniform was also among them.

Blood and scars became the only shocking decoration on their faces. Also on the body, there are countless knife wounds, and the bones are deeply visible. Those who do it must have a deep hatred for them, otherwise how could they have such a heavy hand?

The air was filled with a pungent **** smell. Lian Qiao covered her mouth subconsciously and stepped back, accidentally stepping on a pool of blood, slipping and falling.

Watermelon Knife!

Lian Qiao stared blankly at the blood-stained watermelon knife. The blade had turned over, and it seemed that it had repeatedly struck something hard with great force.

It's very hard...like a bone...

Clang. The watermelon knife fell to the ground.

Lian Qiao looked at his blood-red hands tremblingly and wanted to break his head, but he still couldn't remember what happened just now.

Did I kill someone? Did I kill them...

Why...what happened...even if they provoke me, I shouldn't kill them all on the spot, and it's still such a brutal, almost outrageous killing...

Why can't I remember anything?

Lian Qiao covered her face in pain. The sticky, cold blood on his palms stained his face, and he was so smoky that he wanted to cry.

My chest was hot.

He touched his neck in a trance, followed the red rope and hooked out a brass key.