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Qiao Que soon lost his mind to think about anything else, he saw 666's memory.

In the last psychic channeling by Xu Siran, he was a bystander from the perspective of God, and understood the whole story.

This time, 666's memory was different. When he opened his eyes again, his sight became much shorter, not reaching the cabinet placed in the corner of the hall.

At this moment, he is holding hands with other children and playing games.

He is inside 666, seeing the world through his eyes.

Since he can remember, he has been living in this big castle.

Yes, the teacher told them, it was a castle.And they are a group of little princesses and little princes who were accidentally separated from their parents.As long as they study hard, sleep well, and be pure-hearted children, they will be able to reunite with their parents one day.

He has never been out of the castle, and has not been to other places, but he thinks it is very good here.

Their castle was large and tall, with a pointed bell tower on the top floor.

It was exactly the same as the one he read in the fairy tale book.

They have a beautiful and big garden, fresh and tender wild flowers grow on the lawn, and every spring and summer, when the sun is warm, all kinds of rose flowers bloom everywhere.

They also have gentle teachers.

The teacher is like their mother, teaching them to draw, teach them to sing, and tell them stories.

666 is still young and a little afraid of the dark. Sometimes he can't sleep at night and hides in the quilt and cries secretly. The teacher will carry him to his room, gently comfort him, and watch him fall asleep.

The teacher will also cook delicious broth.

It’s just that the maid’s sister once said that they rely on donations from well-meaning people to maintain their place, so they have never been considered rich. It’s good to be able to eat tomato soup and bread.

Whenever there is only a farewell party, everyone gets their share of delicious creamy broth.

In addition to broth, there are braised pork, fried steak, fried meat slices and other hearty dishes that you can't usually eat.

He loves farewell parties.

Because this means that there is another brother and sister who has found his parents and can return to his own home to be a truly happy princess and prince.

Today is 525's farewell party.

525 is a little girl, with brown hair always tied into two braids, and some small freckles on her face.She is a few years older than 666 and has always taken care of him.

666 is thin and shy, with an introverted personality. Sometimes she is bullied by other children. She always helps beat them away, and secretly gives him the most beautiful colored pencils.

She is 666's best friend.

She was standing at the front right now, smiling sweetly, listening to the teacher announce that her parents would come to pick her up at midnight today.

midnight?

Whose parents will pick up their children in the middle of the night?

Qiao Que recognized that the little girl was the deep-fried third child, and seeing her smile from the bottom of her heart, her heart was full of ominous premonitions.

However, none of the children felt that there was anything wrong.

666 sat on his stool and clapped desperately until his palms turned red, and tears flowed down secretly.

Qiao Que heard him whisper to himself: "Don't cry. 525 is going home soon, and she will become a real princess. As a good friend, how can I not be happy for her."

After the farewell party was over, it was all the children's favorite part of the big meal. They all lay on the dining table eagerly, swallowing their saliva and watching the teacher bring delicious dishes to the table.

The woman in black sighed and smiled softly: "What did the teacher teach you?"

All the children immediately put their hands behind them respectfully, and said in unison: "Be humble, be polite, and don't grab."

She nodded with satisfaction and said, "Sit down in your seat, and the teacher will give you points. Everyone has one."

Finally, on the small plate in front of 666, there was a piece of braised pork, a slice of fried pork, and a small bowl of his favorite creamy broth.

Qiao Que's premonition came true: ...

Etc., etc!Bridge Bean Sacks!don't don't!

What the hell!

In 666's body, from the perspective of No.1, he watched the child eat everything happily.

In the end, even the soup was not wasted, and I ate it up with bread dipped in it.

It is no different from what you eat.

Qiao Que: ... careless!

...I never expected to be planted here!

I'm dirty!

666 ate very satisfyingly, until his belly was full, then he put down the tableware, jumped off the stool, and went to find 525 who was sitting at the front.

525 touched his head with great reluctance, and told him like a little adult that she would no longer be able to protect him in the future, and told him to eat well and sleep well, strive to grow tall and strong, and treat the bad kids who bullied him beat them all.He will be happy when his parents come to pick him up.

After hearing this, 666 became sullen, and asked 525, will you come back in the future?

525 thought about it, but he was not sure. After all, all the children who went home never came back. I wonder if it's because this is a place far away from the mainland?

She secretly hooked up with 666 and made a promise with him that if given the chance, she would definitely come back here to see him again.

As night fell, all the children were ordered to go back to their rooms to sleep except 525 who stayed downstairs.

666 went upstairs step by step, turning his head back, 525 desperately waved at him, tears welling up in his eyes.

666 was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

He thought to himself, did 525's parents come?

what do they look likeWill it be brown hair too?

Will they like 525?Will 525 be allowed to come back to the castle again?

He thought of something, sat up secretly, fumbled under the pillow, and took out a small pink watercolor pen.

Watercolor pens are different from colored pencils. The colors they draw are more beautiful and moist. They are extremely precious things.

With his own ability, he couldn't grab a watercolor pen at all in the activity class.

This colored pen was rewarded by the teacher once when he raised his hand uncharacteristically and answered a question that all the children didn't know.

He treasured it carefully and was reluctant to use it all the time.

So it's still brand new.

Rose red is 525's favorite color.

He thought, she is going home soon, what if we don't see each other again in the future?Will she forget me?

I'd better give this fountain pen to her as a souvenir.

He got off the bed softly, walked out the door, and walked quickly to the first floor.

He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that there was still time, that 525 hadn't left yet.

The ground floor was pitch black except for the lights in the dining room and kitchen.

Orange light poured out from inside, casting a square of light on the invisible corridor.

From time to time, black shadows are cast on the ground, and it looks like someone is walking.

There were also some indistinct voices.

666 laughed, great!It seems that 525 has not left yet!The teacher is playing a game with her!

He was just about to run there when he realized that he was barefoot and stuck out his tongue.

Ah, I was in a hurry to come out, and I forgot to put on my cotton slippers. If the teacher saw me, I would definitely be scolded.

If you can prevent the teacher from finding out, just put the pen where 525 can get it.

Thinking of this, 666 lightened his steps, leaned forward, and peeked in through the crack of the door.

Qiao Que's heart rose to his throat.

He wanted to stop him, to put his hands over the boy's eyes, to press him into his arms, to shout:

Don't look!Don't look!

go!

But he couldn't move, couldn't make any sound.

Through 666's eyes, he saw the situation in the room.

Under the old and not-so-bright lights, the woman in black was standing on the side of the long table, humming in a good mood.

There are large dark spots scattered on the surrounding walls. If you look closely, even the woman's face is stained.

However, she didn't seem to mind at all, and continued to cut the things in her hand.

In front of her was some large chunks of meat.

The meat looked very fresh, showing a bright pink color, with streaks of blood dripping from the table to the floor.

666 felt something was wrong.

Where did we get so much meat? What about 525?Already gone?

He himself didn't know why, he was a little scared, held his breath, and didn't dare to make a sound.

He is short and not as tall as the table. Looking up from the bottom, many things are covered by the sundries on the table.

He turned his head slightly to the side, trying to get a better look.

Then, he frowned suspiciously.

He saw a small hand hanging down from a corner of the long wooden table.

A watch is drawn on the wrist with a black pen.

It was he and 525 who drew each other when they were playing games in the afternoon, and he recognized it at a glance.

... 525?

666 was still a child, and for a while, he couldn't understand what was going on.

His mind was blank, and he felt something had happened, but...

Why does the teacher cut the meat at night?Why is 525 obviously returning home, but her hand...?

Why is this room splattered with blood?

He froze in place, unable to recover for a long time.

Until the woman in black finally cut out a satisfactory plate of regular-sized meat, put them all in a bag, hummed a song and turned happily to the kitchen.

After her figure disappeared, 666 finally saw the little table by the window that had been blocked by the woman.

A pure white candle was lit on the small table, and a disc was placed beside it.

Inside was a head.

His eyes were still wide open, but there was no expression in them.

The brown braids were full of blood, hanging on the sides of the head, still dripping down drop by drop.

There was a small pool of blood on the ground.

666's pupils constrict violently.

Then he opened his mouth wide in horror.

He finally understood what was going on.

The watercolor pen in his hand suddenly loosened and fell to the ground with a crisp but obvious "click".

Qiao Que felt like he was shaking like a sieve.

He wanted to close his eyes and run away desperately, but 666 stood there dumbfounded, unable to react at all.

After an unknown amount of time, 666 felt a cold breath in his ears, and a familiar and gentle voice:

"Have you seen enough?"

666 turned his head stupidly, tears streaming down his face: "Old... teacher, why? Why?"

The woman in black didn't answer, just smiled softly, and said, "The teacher said that good children have to go to bed after dark. You have always been very good, why didn't you listen to the teacher? Huh?"

666 shook his head, retreating instinctively.

He cried out with a "wow", sobbing non-stop, tears all over his face.

He didn't know what to do, and he didn't dare to look back, and ran into the darkness screaming desperately.

Qiao Que was in a hurry, he watched the little boy desperately dodging in the empty and boundless darkness, like a hopeless, flustered little ant.

Then, the memory stopped abruptly.

Everything returned to darkness again.