poor house

They were all taken away by Director Hong.

"Look, little brother," Wang Meng read the introduction written on the website of the city hospital, "it seems to be an authority in obstetrics and gynecology, but it only accepts abortion operations. Tsk, She is so young to be a director, not yet 30 years old. Some people say that she is the daughter-in-law of the dean’s family, no wonder.” He continued to read the results from Baidu, Wang Meng didn’t know Zhang Qiling Why do you suddenly become curious about this doctor? "But her husband died so early—hey, but why did I feel that she was obviously pregnant when I saw her that day? Could it be because she was wearing too much?"

Having basically pieced together the outline of the whole thing, Zhang Qiling sighed slowly.I finally understood why the resentment and power of the fetal spirit were so strong, so strong that it dared to provoke it without fear of itself. Probably, it was not only its resentment.

Tsk.Wu Xie, who got into bad luck for no reason, is really unlucky.

Turning over in a daze, Wu Xie was about to stretch again, but suddenly felt that his whole body became restrained.After a while, I realized that my arms and legs were curled up involuntarily, and it wasn't because I wanted to——

what happened?

He tried to open his eyes to see what happened, but no matter how hard Wu Xie tried, all he could feel was darkness.It's not like the usual darkness where you can feel light even when you close your eyes, it's complete darkness where you can't feel any light.

Are you blind?Surprised in his heart, Wu Xie wanted to reach out to touch the surrounding things in a panic, but withdrew his hand suddenly after touching a soft thing.What is this?Why is there temperature?And so soft?Soft like, like, like meat? !

Feeling around again in a panic, Wu Xie couldn't understand his current situation at all.Although I can already feel that I am in a small and closed environment, why is there such a tactile feeling around me?Swaying slightly, it feels like being in the water, and what is that belt-like thing in my hand?Why do you think it feels like a gut——

What about Zhang Qiling?where is he?Where are you now? !

Too pure darkness makes people unable to calm down, and the feeling of being unable to open the eyes and unable to give birth is even more extreme.Wu Xie struggled in a panic, and from time to time slammed into things like barriers around her.It's soft and doesn't hurt, but it still makes Wu Xie flustered.

"Baby kicked me just now!"

The sudden sound frightened Wu Xie to froze in place, some thin female voices seemed familiar to Wu Xie unexpectedly.Holding her breath, she searched for the source of the sound on the spot, but Wu Xie was surprised to find that the sound seemed to come from within her own body.

"How come, he hasn't reached two months yet."

This time it was a man's voice, a completely unfamiliar voice, and Wu Xie was sure that this voice came from the opposite side of him, or from above his head.

Wait a minute, on top of your head? !

That being said, is he now—

Unbelievably, he slammed into the surrounding things again with his feeling, and Wu Xie really heard the woman's voice again.

"Ah, baby kicked me again."

"Really? Shall I hear?"

It was clearly in the darkness, it was clearly in the illusory darkness, but Wu Xie could really feel that someone was leaning over and approaching him.As for the woman's voice just now, it turned out that it didn't come from his body.But himself, in the woman's belly.

He was actually in her womb.

Before he had time to think about whether he was dreaming or dreaming, Wu Xie suddenly remembered where this familiar feeling came from.When I found the female corpse by the river, I also had this dream.Could it be that at that time, he also dreamed that he was in his mother's belly?But this woman's voice was not his mother's, so why did he dream of her?Why did he run into her stomach again and become her child?

So what was that sharp pain and cold mechanical feeling afterward——

Could it be that he was knocked out? !

Suddenly recalling the pain and unwillingness in the dream at that time, Wu Xie only felt that his whole body became cold in an instant.If this was a dream, it wouldn't be surprising if he dreamed that he was dead.But in the dream, if you are still a fetus and you have already died, can you still wake up?

"How about it, did you hear the movement of the baby?"

"Honey," the man's voice hesitated, but he continued, "I want to discuss something with you."

Listening quietly to the conversation between the two in the boundless darkness, Wu Xie tightly held the umbilical cord connecting him and the woman, feeling that his whole body had completely lost its temperature.

Brother, where are you?

"Brother, where are you?"

Zhang Qiling, who was about to go out, just opened the door, but suddenly heard Wu Xie's voice in his ear.The body reacted before the brain, and rushed back to the room in three steps and two steps, but saw Wu Xie lying on the bed sleeping soundly.

Is it my own illusion?

Suspiciously, he reached out his hand to gently wipe the sweat off Wu Xie's forehead, but the air around Zhang Qiling was chilled instantly.Wu Xie didn't even disturb his own enchantment, so he entered the dream completely unknowingly.Moreover, this time the dream did not drag me into it.

Standing up and looking at the surrounding scenery that had not changed at all, Zhang Qiling pulled out the ancient black gold knife with a cold light from the void, gently cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood on Wu Xie's eyebrow.Even if it can't wake him up like this, it can at least calm down his soul, so as not to realize that his soul has left his body again while dreaming.

Looking quietly at Wu Xie who was still sleeping soundly, Zhang Qiling gradually became restless.The voice I just heard must be Wu Xie calling for help.Why can't he enter his dream now? Is there something blocking it?Is it the fetal spirit, or his mother's body?

Holding the handle of the knife tightly in his hand, Zhang Qiling stood up slowly, looked at the misty sky outside the window, and pulled out the ancient knife in his hand.

"Bro?"

Wang Meng, who was packing his things in the hall, saw Zhang Qiling jumping down from the second floor, and then disappeared into the thick fog. The plate in his hand fell to the ground without holding it firmly.While tidying up the mess all over the floor, Wang Meng glanced upstairs worriedly, the boss will not have another accident.

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, only the umbilical cord that tightly connects you and your mother is the most reassuring connection in the world.I don't know what kind of future there will be, what kind of life it will be, and what kind of world it will be like.

Only this umbilical cord, like the rhizome of a plant, is tightly connected to flowers and roots, conveying vitality and love.

"Huh? What do you want to tell me?"

"This child, you should kill it."

But such a connection will soon cease to exist.

TBC

call.Dump text.

The third story is also finished.

I always thought this story was really sad.

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"Director Hong, what is your opinion on the frequent occurrence of early pregnancy and abortion among students in society recently? Or, what do you want to say to these underage mothers?"

"I hope that the little girls now know how to protect themselves. Human abortion has a great impact on the mother's physiology and psychology, and the abandoned child is also a life. No one can be responsible for you, but you must Be responsible for this child. So I still hope that the girls now must be more careful."

With a formulaic smile, the bloated woman in a white coat pushed away the reporters who were still swarming at the hospital entrance, turned around and walked to the office.

In the past few days, girls have died due to massive bleeding after abortion. Both the media and the hospital have begun to attach great importance to it.However, what the hospital is worried about is whether they need to pay for the deaths of those girls. What the media is interested in is that there is another social topic that can be widely reported.

This society is like this, whoever dies lives, it's nothing more than a chat meal for ordinary people after dinner.A while ago, there was a newspaper office that made a lot of noise because of some congratulatory speech, but now it's gradually becoming quiet.It's not that the common people don't pay attention to these, but in the face of firewood, rice, oil and salt, the topic of rising pork prices today is the most practical.

Shrugging his shoulders wearily, many nurses along the way nodded politely when they saw him, "Hello, Director Hong." With a weak smile, Director Hong walked quickly to the office.I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. Could it be that the baby is starting to move?Gently stroking her slightly protruding belly, the woman had a loving smile on her face.

The moment the door was pushed open, the woman was taken aback by the man sitting in her seat.The man in the navy blue hoodie was wearing a hood, and the hood covered most of his face, preventing him from seeing the man's face clearly.

"Are you a family member of the patient? You can't just come in here." With some sullen words, Director Hong walked to the table and looked at the man who was still silent, wondering how the nurse let him in. "Please go out."

"You're pregnant." Zhang Qiling sat on the swivel chair and looked at the woman in front of him, thinking of Wang Meng and his own description of "a little bloated", it seemed that she was indeed pregnant.

"Are you a reporter?" He tugged down his white coat