Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Xu Rendong felt distraught. He had no clue about Zhong Xiu. In desperation, he had to send others out first.

The dream of a rock monk is simple. He sang RAP when he was doing things, and was chased and beaten by the family of the deceased. After running a few streets, he successfully found the elevator and got out cleanly. Others have nothing to say, because Xu Rendong repeatedly emphasized the "elevator" in the story, so everyone has an elevator in their dreams.

In the end, only Zhong Xiu was left.

Zhong Xiu lay on the big bed alone, fell asleep quietly, and her breathing was much smoother than before. Xu Rendong decided to try again, so he closed his eyes and held Zhong Xiu's hand again.

The familiar dizziness struck again, and a strong suction pulled him into a dream.

This time, before he opened his eyes, he heard the noise of people around him, mixed with sadness and joy.

This is a mourning hall, decorated in white everywhere. On the offering table was a gray and white photo of an old lady with a kind smile.

In front of the offering table, a girl wearing hemp and mourning knelt in front of the copper basin and was burning paper money. This girl is thirteen-year-old Xiao Zhongxiu. But the strange thing was that there were more than a dozen knives stuck in her back, all of which sank deep into her back, and the blood soaked the sackcloth, while Zhong Xiu seemed to be unconscious and just numbly threw paper money into the copper basin.

Xu Rendong turned his eyes and saw outside the mourning hall, several men and women who looked like villagers were whispering.

"You will hook up with men at a young age, tsk tsk tsk..."

"I've seen something wrong with her for a long time, she has to say she has gained weight, but what happened? What am I saying, this little girl is a slut, messing around with people, even My belly is getting bigger..."

"I heard that the little scumbag was strangled by her when she was born, and I don't know if it was a man or a woman. This little **** is cruel..."

The whispers of the villagers, imaginary blades, flew to Zhongxiu one by one. Zhong Xiu turned her back to everyone, her slender back was slightly hunched, and she remained silent as the blade was inserted into her back.

Xu Rendong stood in the dark and bit her lip hard.

…Why do you have to endure it silently, to refute them, to tell them that this is not the case.

Why not refute? Is the truth what they say? Are you really...

Am I really a wild species?

Xu Rendong knows very little about his life experience. In fact, even the dean didn't know what happened to Zhong Xiu that year. She only knew that when Zhong Xiu gave birth to Xu Rendong, he left him at the gate of the orphanage, and did not even leave any token in the swaddling infant so that they could recognize each other in the future.

Although Zhong Xiu came to the orphanage several times after the incident, she never took the initiative to bring up the incident, and the dean didn't ask much. Therefore, Xu Rendong's understanding of Zhong Xiu is limited to "she is my biological mother" and "she is dying."

At this moment, Xu Rendong saw her experience in Zhong Xiu's dream, and she felt both pain and hatred in her heart. He deplored that Zhong Xiu was only thirteen years old at the time, and he was going to suffer from these rumors. I hate Zhong Xiu for not refuting or resisting. Isn't silence the same as acquiescence? Is what the villagers say is true? Is she really that mean?

Xu Rendong is unacceptable.

The villagers are still pointing at Zhong Xiu. Xu Rendong's blood surged up, he couldn't watch it any longer, and rushed out of the darkness. He angrily tugged at the collars of the villagers, but as soon as his fingertips touched the villagers, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. He actually returned to the darkness.

A man and a woman quarreled behind him.

Xu Rendong looked back and found that the surrounding scene was no longer a mourning hall, but a small and crowded bedroom. The bedroom was full of clutter, but it was well organized, but the place was too small, which made people feel depressing.

A middle-aged man and woman stood by the bed and quarreled, pointing their fingers at each other and yelling at each other.

"It's all your fault! If you didn't go out to work, how could Xiao Nizi do such a thing!"

"You still have the face to blame me? If it wasn't for you who didn't make any money, how would I go out and show my face as a woman?!"

"You didn't teach her well!"

"This is your family's seed! If something goes wrong, blame me for not teaching well? What about you!"

…are they Zhongxiu's parents?

That is, my maternal grandparents.

Xu Rendong watched all this silently, feeling complicated.

The man and woman were arguing fiercely, and the quarrel became so loud that they picked up the sundries on the table and threw them on the ground. The utensil fell to the ground, ping-pong sound. The sound was like a steel needle in the ear, and it hurt Xu Rendong's brain.

In the corner, the skinny girl squatted on the ground, already covering her ears with her hands.

Her body curled up into a small ball, leaning tightly against the corner of the wall, and kept shrinking inward, as if it would be safe. But the next second, a big dark hand picked her up from the corner, grabbed her by the hair, and slammed her head against the wall.

"Bitch! You are so embarrassing, how will our family see people in the future!"

"Shame! Go die! Go die!"

The rough male voice resounded like thunder. Zhong Xiu was pressed tightly, and his head slammed against the wall, making a shocking thud.

Zhong Xiu cried: "Stop hitting! Dad! Please! Stop hitting me! It's not my fault! He forced me!"

Xu Rendong was taken aback.

He? who?

Xu Rendong pricked up her ears and wanted to continue listening. However, the man didn't give Zhong Xiu a chance to explain. He tugged at Zhong Xiu's hair and slammed her against the wall even harder. Soon there was blood on the wall. On Zhong Xiu's forehead, blood and broken hair were stuck together.

The man is still scolding: "Our family's face has been disgraced by you! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

Zhong Xiu struggled desperately, turned her head to the side with difficulty, and asked the woman for help: "Mom! Help me! I was forced, I was bullied... I am not..."

The woman sneered: "Then why does he bully you instead of bullying others? It's not because of you!"

Zhong Xiu widened her eyes in astonishment when she heard this. The next second, those big eyes full of shock and pain were slammed into the wall. Zhong Xiu covered her eyes and screamed.

This scream was like the cry of a dying cub, which shocked Xu Rendong to come back to her senses instantly. Only then did he realize that he should save people, but when he reached out to Zhong Xiu, the surrounding scene changed again. He pounced again.

This time, he came to a school. In the classroom, a dozen children surrounded Zhong Xiu and went to take off her pants. Zhong Xiu screamed, desperately pressing down on his pants. Several boys pressed her on the desk, pressing her hands and feet firmly. The girls coaxed:

"Quick, take off her pants! Look what's under the woman who has given birth!"

"Did you smell anything? It stinks! My mother said that the bottom of the **** will rot. The bottom of Zhongxiu must have rotted!"

They are all teenagers, but they spit out the most cruel words from their innocent mouths. Xu Rendong was heartbroken and rushed forward to pull away these little devils. But when he reached out, the children all disappeared.

It was replaced by a young woman with glasses.

Zhong Xiu lowered her head and stood in front of her, her face flushed red.

"Teacher, please, don't let me drop out..."

The female teacher frowned in displeasure, pushed her glasses and said, "No, the principal has said that it will not be good for you to stay here, and other students will learn from you badly."

There is one more knife on Zhong Xiu's back. She bit her lip and whispered: "But, it's not my fault... It's really not me..."

The female teacher was full of disgust: "If you were still wild at night, why would those people be staring at you?"

"Okay, okay, don't explain." The female teacher waved her hand impatiently, "If you don't want to inform your parents, then I'll tell your parents in person! What's the phone number?"

Seeing the female teacher pick up the microphone, Zhong Xiu was anxious and afraid, her legs softened and she knelt directly in front of the female teacher. The trembling little hand grabbed the corner of the female teacher's clothes, Zhong Xiu cried and begged: "Teacher, no, please don't... I promise you, I will tell myself, I will tell my parents when I get home..."

The female teacher was satisfied, she took the corner of her clothes out of Zhong Xiu's hand, and said lightly: "The teacher is not trying to embarrass you..."

In the darkness, Xu Rendong was heartbroken.

So many things happened back then... She was only thirteen years old, why should she go through all this?

Xu Rendong only felt anger surging in his chest, making him want to roar, to rush out and beat the female teacher to the ground. But he knew he couldn't. For some unknown reason, he couldn't interfere with Zhongxiu's memories. Once he gets his hands on it, the scene changes. He couldn't help her at all.

The hostile energy slammed into Xu Rendong's body, causing his blood to surge up, almost spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Zhong Xiu said goodbye to the female teacher, carried a small schoolbag and left the school. Xu Rendong suppressed her emotions and followed her closely.

It was getting dark outside. Zhong Xiu raised her face and looked at the pitch-black sky, as if some bad memory had been awakened. She shivered abruptly, and then walked quickly towards the house.

There is a dirt road outside the school, with fields on both sides, full of dense crops. When Zhong Xiu passed a cornfield, he obviously quickened his pace. The corn was taller than hers, and it was like a forest in the dark, making people afraid to step into it.

Occasionally the wind blows and the cornfield rustles. Zhong Xiuhui was so frightened that his whole body froze, shaking all over and unable to play. It will take a while for her to recover and continue to hurry.

Xu Rendong silently followed behind her, her heart felt heavy.

Zhong Xiu finally returned home. Fortunately, her parents were not at home. But no one else was at home.

Zhong Xiu went straight to the mourning hall, wiped the black and white photos on the offering table, then sat on the ground and stared blankly at the photos.

There are dozens of sharp knives stuck in her back, and the blood from the wound has dried up. She just sat holding her knees like a little hedgehog, licking her wounds alone.

Xu Rendong was heartbroken. He couldn't bear it any longer, and whispered, "Zhong Xiu."

Zhong Xiu was shocked when she heard the man's voice. She instinctively shrank back and looked in horror at Xu Rendong who walked out of the darkness: "You...you..."

Xu Rendong reassured: "Don't be afraid," his throat was bitter, so his voice became hoarse and low, "I have no malice, don't be afraid."

Zhong Xiu curled up in a corner of the mourning hall, her eyes still full of panic.

Xu Rendong sighed, put incense sticks in front of the black and white photo, closed her eyes again, and bowed devoutly. Zhong Xiu saw that his expression was solemn and he was dressed like a city man, and his curiosity gradually prevailed.

"You... do you know my grandma?" Zhong Xiu asked timidly.

Xu Rendong thought about it and nodded.

The two chatted for a while. Xu Rendong's elegant and gentle conversation made Zhong Xiu gradually let go of his vigilance, and the expression on his face relaxed. Probably because she has suffered indignity and violence for a long time, it is rare for someone to talk to her well, so she cherishes it very much.

Xu Rendong felt that she was getting close to herself, so she carefully turned the topic around to that matter: "Why didn't you call the police?"

Zhong Xiu lowered her head and looked at her shoes: "I only knew that I was bullied at that time, but I didn't know that I would have a baby. I was bullied all the time, and my grandma always Tell me to endure, she said that forbearance was calm for a while, so this time I thought I could endure it..."

She stroked her belly in a trance: "But my belly is getting bigger and bigger, and I feel more and more happy, and I don't feel right. I dare not tell grandma, grandma still treats me It's because I've gained weight, call me lazy."

Xu Rendong was silent for a moment: "Then why did you give birth? Why didn't you kill it?"

Zhong Xiu raised her face, her big eyes full of puzzlement: "'Knocked out'? What is 'Knocked out'?"

Xu Rendong said: "I mean... an abortion."

Zhong Xiu tilted her head, but still didn't understand.

Xu Rendong was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized that Zhong Xiu didn't know about abortion. He glanced at the offering table subconsciously, and immediately understood the reason.

Zhong Xiu's parents worked outside all the year round and ignored her. Zhong Xiu was brought up by her grandmother since she was a child. Naturally, the old lady in the countryside didn't know what **** education was, so Zhong Xiu didn't understand what was going on after being bullied, and she didn't even know that she could still have an abortion.

It wasn't until October that she got pregnant, the melons were ripe, and Zhong Xiu secretly gave birth to the child, and then everyone understood what happened. So they came to accuse Zhong Xiu.

From the beginning to the end, no one asked who started the teenage child. Who the **** was that night, who dragged a girl who had hired a doctor for her grandmother into the cornfield and committed a crime worse than the beast.

Zhong Xiu listened to Xu Rendong's explanation of the meaning of abortion, and nodded thoughtfully: "It turns out that it can still be like this." , it's better to kill him."

Xu Rendong felt bitterness in her mouth and was almost speechless. After a long time, he asked, "You hate him so much, why didn't you strangle him to death as soon as he was born?"

Zhong Xiu suddenly smiled: "I thought about it."

The fluttering four words, "I thought about it", were like a heavy hammer, hitting Xu Rendong hard.

Xu Rendong was smiling wryly, and Zhong Xiu said again: "But look at him small, wrinkled, so pitiful. Forget it, he didn't do anything wrong."

Xu Rendong was silent. Zhong Xiu looked up at him, suddenly remembered something, and asked with a smile, "By the way, I don't know your name yet. What's your name?"

Xu Rendong opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word. The emotions in his heart surged out, and he could no longer face Zhong Xiu. So he turned his head and left the mourning hall.

From Zhongxiu's house, Xu Rendong was walking alone on the country road. The stars were low in the sky, and there were no lights on the dirt road, so I could barely see the road by the dim moonlight. The cornfields on both sides were sealed and rustled, reminding Xu Rendong of something very bad. He quickened his pace and left here.

Being blown by the cold wind for a while, he finally remembered his mission. He searched around the village for a long time, but still found nothing.

There is no elevator.

In Zhong Xiu's dream, there is still no elevator. What exactly is going on?