Red dust kills beauty

Ten, trade-offs②

A series of conspiracy theories flashed through my mind, what Wu Qiong wanted to get from me, was it because there was something inside the explosion that I didn't know about, did he know Xiaobai's ability, was he targeting Xiaobai or me?

I tentatively said: "I'm afraid I don't have the experience of teaching and educating people, so I can't teach your son."

Wu Qiong looked worried, as if he was really a good father: "Teaching and educating people are secondary, this child has been depressed since two years ago, and he has forgotten everything about that time, the doctor said yes The stimulation is too much, so I have to be careful in the future. I don’t ask for anything now, I just hope that he can smile again. After thinking about it, you were willing to save him at that time, which shows that you have a fate. He is very resistant to outsiders, and I listen to his defense By the way, you even talked a little that day—you know, he hadn’t spoken for nearly a year before that.”

It turned out that the witch merchant didn't remember what happened at that time.Suddenly, I felt my heart twitch suddenly, as if I felt sorry for him.

Wu Qiong's words were so moving that I was almost taken aback by him.Although he knew that he had plans, but he was right, maybe I and the witch merchant... really have some fate.

It's not that I didn't fail to notice that the guards following him always looked at him with taboo, as if he was some unspeakable evil, a stupid and weird mass of meat, a body with a ghost out of his body.

I knelt down to be at eye level with the witch merchant, and asked softly, "Witch merchant, do you want me to be your teacher?"

The witch merchant didn't respond, he just tilted his head slightly, staring at something lazily, as if trapped in a trance dream.

I was taken aback: "The last time I saw him, he clearly..."

Wu Qiong smiled wryly: "He has always been like this, the last time you saw him was an exception."

My heart was heavy, and I felt an indescribable discomfort.I raised my hand and lightly stroked his slightly curly black hair over the ears. It felt fluffy, ironed and familiar, as if I had stroked him so many times.The witch merchant just blinked, his dark eyes were still dim, and his soul was still floating in an unknown place.

A warm current flowed through my chest without warning, with soreness and distress, and many pictures flashed before my eyes.

Maybe I should agree to Wu Qiong, even if it is to get back my memory.

I thought about it and said, "Let me think about it for a few days."

After I went back, I told Xiaobai about it, and he had no objection—he had a surprisingly good impression of that child.

But things didn’t work out that way. I looked at Xiaobai who was counting in my heart seriously: “Xiaobai, think it through before you talk. If I taught the witch merchant, I won’t teach you.”

Xiaobai was startled, his eyebrows were knit together, and he asked me eagerly why.

"Because I don't know what Wu Qiong wants to do." I said, "Only two bodies in that research institute escaped death, one is you and the other is that Luo Xiaojie. And you are one of the causes of all this, but That research institute was built by the Wu family!"

Xiaobai's face turned pale, and I knew I had poked his scar again.

He is a very gentle and kind person. No matter how many inhumane things the institute did to him, the fact is that the place was almost destroyed by him and the witch merchants, and almost all the people inside were killed or injured. All this happened in a very short time. Happened within the time, he can not accept.

At that time, he insisted on me saving the witch merchants, and I think there were also reasons for this.

In the past two years, he has been tormented by nightmares all day long, and it is difficult to fall asleep at night. Sometimes when I lie in this room, I can hear him tossing and turning next door.But he was very stubborn, never willing to tell me these things, I can only pretend not to know.

Dr. Wu has some guesses about these things, and he once asked Xiaobai to think about it. If he can't think about it, he can't accept his ability. Unable to control the tragedy.

After Xiaobai heard this, his attitude was quite positive, but the bottleneck still couldn't pass.

I hurriedly comforted him: "It's not that he will hold you accountable - he didn't hold you accountable back then, and he certainly won't now - it's just that since he paid for this, he must be interested in these things, and you, apart from his son The only material other than this, I don't believe he's not interested in you."

So if I promise Wu Qiong, I will definitely send Xiaobai away and tell him not to get involved in this pile of mud.

Xiaobai's eyes widened: "You want to drive me away?"

How can it be called rushing after you have completed your studies and become a teacher?

Seeing that he was really in a hurry, I hastened to perfunctory: "How can that child of the witch merchant hold more weight in my heart than you? I also hate you, so I asked your opinion. If you don't want to, I will Just reject him, we don’t lose anything anyway, we’ll talk about it later.”

From that day on, Xiaobai has been a little preoccupied, and it seems that Wu Qiong has changed the appointment time. We went to Dr. Wu nine times out of ten.

Xiaobai doesn't smile when he sees the witch merchant now, and always scans him suspiciously, with the vigilance of a puppy protecting food.I looked at it and wanted to laugh, and waved my hand in front of the young man: "Afraid I don't want you anymore?"

Xiao Bai turned his head away in embarrassment, without speaking, a faint blush appeared on his fair cheeks.

I took his shoulders: "Don't worry, it's fine if you don't want to, you are much more important than him, how could I leave you behind for him. Just wait, after our treatment is over, I will Just reject Wu Qiong."

Xiaobai seems to be relieved, but he is awkward and insists on pretending to be magnanimous.He made random gestures about a bunch of things he probably didn't understand, then lowered his head in frustration: "It's not that I hate witch merchants."

I suppressed a smile: "I know."

"It's not that I don't want you to teach him."

I continued to nod: "I know."

The young man's fingers tugged and tugged, almost breaking the poor pen. I've never noticed that Xiaobai has so many little tricks before.He struggled and continued to write on the paper: "I just..."

I was so sweet in my heart, I smiled and said, "You just don't want me to be snatched away!"

Xiaobai stopped talking, put his fingers into his sleeves, and his long eyelashes trembled.

Teenagers are so interesting.

It's our turn.With subtle pleasure, we were welcomed into the consultation room by Xiao Liu.After a brief communication, Dr. Wu thought about it and said, "I've been thinking about a new treatment recently."

I motioned for him to elaborate.

It turned out that he had heard about what happened two years ago, and he was also doing explanations for the witch merchants this year, but the effect was not very good.If Xiaobai is always on a high wall, then the witch merchant was born without that wall, and he was born to wander in the tide-like mental power.

It sounds good, but it's not. I've had this feeling too, before I met Xiaobai.I know what that feels like.

Seeing that the effect on both sides was slow and the progress was not good, Dr. Wu felt that he could try a new treatment method.

"What is certain is that there must be some kind of connection between these two children. It is very likely that their abilities, or the signals emitted by their spiritual power, can resonate naturally. I want to arrange for them to be treated together, and the experiment can have a beneficial effect."

After discussing with Xiaobai, we all expressed that we had no opinion.

In fact, I am still very curious about the explosion two years ago, how did it happen?Was it Xiaobai or the witch merchant who went berserk?Why does a simple power leak cause such a big shock?

If Xiaobai really didn't want to mention it because the witch merchant was too small, I would really like to know.

Dr. Wu is a doctor who truly cares about the common people. I think it's okay to conduct a small test under his supervision.

Wu Qiong also agreed, and he led the witch merchant in after a while. The child's condition has gotten worse recently, he has become very thin, and the last bit of baby fat has disappeared from his round cheeks before.

I actually felt guilty, and I didn't want to look at him at first, even though I knew that the witch merchant's reaction to the outside world is probably extremely slow now.

Today's experiment is very small and simple, just like the subcutaneous test for fear of infection before each water infusion. They only need to input a small amount into one instrument. Heartbeat and brain waves can be stopped as soon as something is wrong.

That instrument is not even a mental power tester - people's research on mental power is still very shallow - but the most basic ability measurer, something that will be tested as long as the ability is awakened, similar to Previously measured vital capacity.It's just that it looks much taller.It's not very big, it's a small one, made in the shape of a small house, with a needle plate in the middle, and a small chimney on the roof, which is used for reducing pressure.

I've also used this thing, and when the two of them split up to start, I stood next to the instrument and watched with interest.The witch merchant was still in a trance. Wu Qiong told him several times that he didn't respond. It wasn't until the guard behind him came up and gestured to him that he woke up like a dream. Slowly gather his spirits.

No matter how I look at it, I feel that the two guards are an eyesore - they are training the witch merchant like a dog - with instructions, movements, and some voices, the witch merchant is obedient.

But the witch merchant looked as if he had been used to it for a long time. He rubbed his eyes, his eyes wandered for a moment, and then locked on to me.

I subconsciously took a step back.

"Ah, I remember you." He whispered.Then lowered his head again.

Seeing that he was about to continue his fugue, his guard snapped his fingers to call his attention, and then explained the situation in a low voice.I thought the witch merchant wanted to ask some questions, after all, children of this age always have countless reasons.But he just nodded indifferently, and walked to Xiaobai's side.

Xiaobai didn't speak the whole time, just looked at him with a slight frown, I guess the kid felt unbearable again.I tugged at his sleeve, signaling him not to think too much.

Although the witch merchant is not very good, but he has rich clothes and good food, eats and drinks, hugs before and after traveling, and just visits a doctor just once, and he is a top-notch doctor. In such a troubled world, I don’t know how many people have boiled their bones dry and ground them into powder , can't even touch a piece of his clothes - we really don't have to sympathize with him.

But at the same time, a little voice in my slightly prickling heart said: But are those his favorites?

I don't know why, but I'm absolutely certain of the answer - no, not at all.The witch merchant doesn't care about power and wealth at all, all he cares about is——

I just blinked, and it had already started over there.I saw that the two of them input the energy of the lowest scale at the same time, and then, as if the hydrogen gas with too high concentration encountered an open flame, there was only a sound of "Peng", and the ability tester issued a short alarm. After the long sound, it exploded suddenly like a full-blown balloon.

And because I was the closest to that little thing, my face was covered with my head, and I hit the back with that force.If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would probably have been smashed against the wall.There was a sudden chaos in the room, I pressed my brain that was suddenly aching, and waved my hand to indicate to Xiaobai that I was fine.

I'm sure I'm fine, but it's just—fuck, it hurts so much!

It was as if an ax had split the skull hard, and then stirred it endlessly with an awl. I half-kneeled on the ground, gritting my teeth to bear the maddening pain.

Just then, one of the instigators walked up to me.

Through my blurred vision, I saw the witch merchant standing in front of me, raising his hand to lightly touch my forehead covered in cold sweat.

He hasn't gone through the voice change period yet, and his voice is soft.As if extremely puzzled, he asked me: "Why are you crying?"

The kid who can't even tell the difference between sweat and tears!

I felt all the veins on my neck and forehead bulging, and I heard the sound of blood gurgling in my veins.I guess my expression must be very ferocious now, and I must be thousands of miles away from a fucking wife.

Xiaobai wanted to rush over, but was stopped by the witch merchant's guards. The two sides were arguing endlessly. At the same time, there was the voice of Doctor Wu muttering "how is it possible?" sound.

The witch merchant didn't seem to realize how noisy the environment he was in. He just looked at me and asked strangely, "Are you an idiot? You didn't realize you were crying?"

As he spoke, he brushed my eyes with delicate fingers, where tears were constantly oozing out, as if the faucet was broken.

"Look." He said cheerfully and proudly, "You are indeed crying."

"Stinky boy, no matter how old you are, you will always be so damn annoying."

I just felt angry and blurted out a sentence, and we were all stunned after we finished speaking.He twisted his slender eyebrows: "Do you recognize me?"

...Yeah, do I know him?

I just felt that the headache was getting worse, and I couldn't help moaning. Countless sounds and pictures flashed in front of my ears. I held my head and let out a scream, fell on the floor, and shouted to the witch merchant: "Say something!"

He took a step back and said alertly, "What do you want me to say?"

"Whatever!" I wished I could bang my head against the wall. In this maddening pain, I vaguely saw three dim red threads spreading out from my fingertips, one was connected to the fingertips of the witch merchant, and the other was tied to Xiaobai's fingertips. On the wrist, there is another one drilled out of the window, leading to the endless distance.

I tried to pull the one connected to the witch merchant, and the child immediately opened his eyes wide, covered his ring finger that had been pulled, and looked at me vigilantly: "What did you do?"

I have no idea.I do not know anything.I just want to cry.

My heart felt like it was being torn apart.I was so desperate that I was going crazy.

"Just like just now... Input the ability there." I held back the tears, but I couldn't help it, "So is Xiaobai."

I gestured to Xiaobai where his wrist was tied with the red thread.

I swallowed a choked sob and took a big breath: "I'm about to recover my memory, I need your help."

Dr. Wu frowned and ran over, half-kneeling beside me, quickly asked a few questions, then quickly checked my mouth and eyes, and motioned them to do as I said: "The intracranial pressure is too high, and she has begun to bleed from all seven orifices. Now, it should be the turmoil formed by the mutual exclusion of the three abilities, hurry up, maybe it can be saved."

They carefully controlled the energy not to collide with each other, and it was transmitted along the two red lines, and the excess was released through the other red line, so that the whole house would not explode.

During this period, the witch merchant stood in front of me, his dark eyes were staring at me all the time.I don't know how long it took, until those chaotic pictures and sounds gradually connected into fragments, and the headache became bearable, I said anxiously: "Stop—!"

We looked at each other deeply.

Like picking up a key to open a locked door, I suddenly remembered everything.

"..."

I looked away from the witch merchant, and turned to look at Xiaobai who was standing behind me.He was looking at me worriedly.His eyes were not as turbulent as they were in the future, they were like two pills of black mercury, clear and beautiful, full of worries that seemed to overflow.

noob.My little white.My Fu Baixue.

The last scene in my memory was when I crashed backwards into the pool of mother liquor. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Fu Baixue lying unconscious not far away, the blood under his waist soaked the ground, and the miserable roar of the witch merchant echoed in my ears.

...what on earth did I do.

I put my head in my hands and curled up on the ground.Even if you know that going back to the past is equivalent to being involved in a new reincarnation, but——

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

I've never hated anything so much.