poor house

The sound of gurgling.He rummaged wantonly in the body that had begun to grow cold, not caring at all that the girl had already lost her breath.The strong stench made the whole room look like a slaughterhouse, and the butcher, who finally found what he wanted, was holding the pile of organs whose shape was no longer visible, laughing wildly.

"Haha, I found it! Honey, look, isn't our child in your womb—"

The fluorescent lamp, which had been silent all the time, seemed to have sensed that the previous switch had been turned on, and lit up the whole room with a buzzing sound.The pale light pierced the boy's eyes blindingly. He was holding the girl's uterus in his hand, but he could only see blood red all over the wall.

The white snow outside the window is still falling and has not stopped.

When Wu Xie woke up, the whole town had already been dressed in a plain silver outfit.The snow that fell all night finally stopped fluttering in the morning. Standing in front of the window and looking at the mountains in the distance have become as pure as snow mountains, Wu Xie shrank her neck, always feeling that she seemed to have done something wrong last night. Such a good dream.

The snow in the dream has been falling, but it seems that it is not pure white like this.

But Wu Xie couldn't remember exactly what he dreamed about. It wasn't because of his dreaming ability, but because Zhang Qiling tortured himself for several hours last night.The drowsy Wu Xie couldn't remember what he had dreamed about.

"Wu Xie." The whole person fell into the warm embrace behind him, Wu Xie smiled softly as he smelled the bursts of mint breath coming out from Zhang Qiling's voice. "Good morning."

"Good morning brother." He yawned and rubbed against the shoulder of the man behind him. Wu Xie saw that the black tiles on the courtyard of the humble house had turned into pure white, and the horse's head wall was covered with thick With thick snow, he said with a sigh, "It's rare for the south to have such a heavy snow so early."

"Yeah." Nodding, pulling the person back into his arms, Zhang Qiling gently bit Wu Xie's earlobe and asked, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Jumped by the numbness in his ears, Wu Xie gave Zhang Qiling a reproachful look. "Ask knowingly!" My waist is still hurting now.

"That's good." With a calm smile, Zhang Qiling let go of Wu Xie and said, "Does your back hurt?"

"Nonsense!" At first I thought Zhang Qiling was just talking, who knows what kind of riding style he really wants!The consequence of Wu Xie's refusal to live and die is that he is tossed in other positions until his waist is about to break. "It's almost broken!"

"Then go lie down for a while." Gently patted Wu Xie's waist, Zhang Qiling's eyes were full of haze that Wu Xie didn't notice.

"But I can't sleep anymore." Being pushed into bed by Zhang Qiling half pushed, Wu Xie always felt a little strange looking at the man who covered him with the quilt. "I want to eat."

"Wang Meng hasn't come back yet." After tucking in the quilt, Zhang Qiling gently stroked Wu Xie's temples.Sure enough, as long as Wu Xie is too tired or in a deep sleep, he won't remember too much of what he dreamed when he wakes up.

"But I don't want to lie down, my waist is so uncomfortable." Struggling to sit up, Wu Xie leaned against the head of the bed and looked at Zhang Qiling with a puzzled expression. "That's why I got up and stood for a while."

"Then lean on." Holding a pillow under Wu Xie's waist, Zhang Qiling looked at the sky outside the window, and the fog had filled the whole town at some point.It looks like I have to hurry up.

Leaning obediently on the soft pillow, Wu Xie also noticed the white mist outside the window.Just after the snow fell, it started to fog. Could it be that the end of the world is really the lunar calendar? "By the way, brother, were the students okay yesterday?"

"Ok?"

"It's the couple I met at dinner yesterday. I always feel a little uneasy." He said with his brows furrowed, and Wu Xie couldn't explain why he felt so bad.After all, all those girls who had abortions before all ended badly, and Wu Xie always felt that this girl might be in danger. "Combined with that weird dream at the restaurant, I always felt like something was going to happen."

"Wu Xie." Holding the frowning man tightly into his arms, Zhang Qiling hesitated for a moment, then said lightly, "Even if something happens, it's their cause and effect."

"Well, I understand." Nodding, Wu Xie leaned against Zhang Qiling and yawned, "Don't tell me to eat, I'd better sleep for a while."

"En." Supporting Wu Xie to lie down, Zhang Qiling applied another layer of enchantment around him. Although he knew that if Wu Xie really dreamed of his enchantment, he would not be able to stop it, but no matter what, it's always good to be prepared.

"Brother, do you want someone—" Lying on the bed and looking at the person who was gently helping him cover the quilt, his dark eyes were as bright as obsidian, his tall nose was extraordinarily heroic, his lips were thin, It's a bit thick like my own.What would it be like to have a child with such a man?Will he be a little stuffy like him, or always be emotional like himself?So Wu Xie said it out of his head as soon as his brain was hot, and he realized that he had said it when he was about to finish speaking. Wu Xie who shut his mouth quickly almost bit his tongue.

Already guessing what Wu Xie wanted to say, Zhang Qiling smiled slightly and bent down to kiss Wu Xie's flushed cheek, and said softly, "Wu Xie, having you in this life is enough."

"What ancient prose..." Wu Xie, whose face was completely red, simply shrank into the quilt, muttering words that he didn't know what the content was, distracting from the thumping heartbeat. shock.

Standing at the door and gently closing the door, Zhang Qiling quietly watched Wu Xie sleep with his eyes closed, and his two sword-like eyebrows, like splashed ink, finally wrinkled together slowly.

"Brother, the boss didn't come down?" Wang Meng, who bought breakfast, looked at Zhang Qiling who came down from the upstairs, and asked with some doubts, "He didn't eat breakfast?"

"Wang Meng, turn on the TV." Sitting down in front of the counter, Zhang Qiling didn't answer Wang Meng's words.The morning paper probably didn't have time to publish it. If something really happened, I'd just read the morning news.

"Huh?" Although he was surprised that Zhang Qiling, who always regarded TV as air, would take the initiative to turn on the TV, Wang Meng still turned on the TV and tuned to the news while eating rice balls.But in the next second, Wang Meng regretted why he bought rice balls made of red rice this morning, and even added sausage to his own.

Although the image in the camera has been carefully mosaiced, it can still be seen that the floor of the whole room has turned blood red, and there are many things that seem to be human kidneys falling on the ground.The media these days are more bloodthirsty than flies, and they are all vying for the headlines of this murder case.Even after Wang Meng changed the channel because he couldn't bear it, the things in the camera were clearer than before.

The entire abdominal cavity of the girl who fell on the ground was covered with mosaics, but even so, there were still large areas of black and red where it should be a normal skin color, as if the entire abdomen had been ripped open.The host was chattering about the case, the deceased was brutally killed by her boyfriend and her womb was cut out, and her boyfriend was already insane.

Looking at the blood red on the screen, Wang Meng, who was still holding red rice balls, completely lost his appetite. He had such a heavy mouth early in the morning, so he would have bought fried dough sticks if he knew it. "Aren't these two students the ones I met yesterday?" Wang Meng said in surprise as the camera swept across the face of the boy who had gone completely mad.

"En." Nodding, Zhang Qiling confirmed that Wang Meng was right.

"Why did something happen to them too—" Wang Meng opened his mouth in disbelief, and the more Wang Meng thought about it, the more strange he became. "Brother, can't there be ghosts?"

"Hmm." Once again Wang Meng's guess was correct, Zhang Qiling didn't expect that fetal spirit to be so fierce.But if he was the child of the woman who died by the river in the first place, then he killed his mother as revenge, and killed Wang Meng's classmates as venting his anger. Why did he kill these two students?Didn't he know that if the murder was too serious, he would never be able to reincarnate again?

"Then there must be several ghosts here?" Trembling subconsciously, Wang Meng pointed his fingers and said, "Look, one of the girls at the beginning, my classmate, damn, she has six children ——Then this is a group of ghosts?!"

"No." Frowning tightly, Zhang Qiling always felt that he seemed to be thinking in the wrong direction.Speaking of which, where did the fetal spirit come from?Is he really the first woman's child to die by the river?And what do those girls who died have in common, besides the fact that they all had abortions——

correct.

"Wang Meng, do you know which doctor performed your classmate's operation?" Zhang Qiling asked lightly, and his usual indifference returned to his face.

"Eh? Let me think about it—" After thinking about it for a long time, Wang Meng finally said with uncertainty, "When I saw her that day, there was a female doctor next to her. She was a little fat and seemed to be pregnant. I read more Two eyes—hey, when I put it this way, I feel like I’ve seen her somewhere in the past two days—” The more I think about it, the more I feel that I have seen her before, but I can’t remember where I saw her .

"Who gave the information of that day?" Since the information of the deceased was to be handed over, the doctor should be the attending doctor.

"Ah! Yes, it's her!" Reminded by Zhang Qiling, Wang Meng immediately remembered who the doctor was, "It's that Director Hong! I mean why did she look so familiar when I saw her yesterday."

"Director Hong." Nodding thoughtfully, Zhang Qiling finally understood that the deceased had another thing in common besides the abortion. I'm afraid their children