Ten Days End

My sister turned around in a daze and found that the uncle was standing behind her, and then asked vigilantly: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I'll take a look." The uncle replied, "How is the child?"

Strangely, the fleeting smell disappeared.

When the uncle appeared, I clearly smelled an unprecedented smell, and two words emerged in my mind at this time-"murderous intent".

If I didn't shout "Sister, be careful", I always felt that there would be serious consequences.

Fortunately, the smell disappeared, and my sister should be safe.

I found a wooden box at the bottom of the well, but there were four words written on the back of the wooden box, "female"... something, no pinyin, and I couldn't recognize the remaining three words.

"Little brother, did you find the key?" My sister asked from above.

I thought for a while, took the key out of the wooden box and put it in my arms, then pulled the rope down: "I found it!"

They discussed for a long time up there, and when they were about to pull me up, I suddenly felt my hair getting wet. I looked up and saw that a bunch of small holes at the top began to seep water.

The water flowed very fast, as if more than a dozen faucets were turned on at the same time, and I was drenched in a heavy rain at the bottom of the well.

I was soaked, and I was going to be scolded again.

It was a mess outside in an instant. Because the sound of the water flow and the echo below were so loud, I couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

But I could smell everyone's smell, which was really strange.

My sister smelled "worry", "uneasiness", and "helplessness", followed by the uncle who led the group, who kept exuding "murderous intent".

Then came the rest of the people, and their smells repeatedly hovered between "hesitation" and "murderous intent".

These smells kept pouring into my nasal cavity, making me feel like I was sick.

The sound of the water flow was getting louder and louder, and the water in the well was getting higher and higher, gradually covering my neck.

At this time, I looked up and saw a man sticking his head out and looking at me at the well. There was water all over his head. I couldn't see his face clearly, but he smelled very bad. He should be the uncle who led the group.

Very strange, where is my sister?

"Child!" the uncle shouted, "You are covered with water on your body and the rope. It is too heavy. We can't pull you up! Untie the rope and tie it to the key! We will pull the key up first, and then find a way to save you."

When he said this, a strange and heavy smell came out of his body again, but this time the smell did not form words in my mind, so I didn't know what it meant.

Many years later, I finally knew.

That smell is called "deception".

"No! Little brother!" My sister's voice came from far away, "Don't believe him! Remember what I told you?"

The smell on her body was "worry" and "sincerity", and now there was a little more "fear".

I remember that my sister told me that if I wanted to live, I must not untie the rope.

But why did she talk to me from such a distance? Was there no way for her to come over?

"Uncle." I shouted nervously, "It doesn't matter if you can't pull me up, I can swim a little, and I can go up with the water when the water is full."

I was a little anxious, and I would want to cry when I was anxious, and I would be scolded if I cried.

"Fuck you!" Uncle cursed, "There are only more than three minutes left in the countdown, who can wait for you to swim up by yourself? Hurry up and hand me the key, otherwise I will beat you to death if you come up."

His smell changed again, and now it was all "murderous intent".

I didn't do anything, but I was scolded.

And what happened to this strange prison? Why does everyone have such a strong smell?

Do I have it too?

I raised my wrist and sniffed it, and an even more outrageous word appeared in my mind -

"Spiritual smell"!

"What's going on?"

"Don't be in a daze, kid!" The uncle continued to shout, "Untie the rope first! We will come back to save you as soon as we open the door!"

The heavy smell came again.

I didn't know whether to agree to him. I rarely disobeyed the adults' requests, otherwise they would not like me.

Once the adults don't like me, my life will not be easy.

Fortunately, I have enough experience in getting along with adults.

I can share with you, that is - don't say what you want to say, don't do what you want to do.

You must think about what the adults want you to say and do, so that you won't be scolded.

If the adults take you toWhen visiting their friends, you can’t say you want to eat the fruits on the table no matter how colorful they are, otherwise they will say you are “uneducated”, they will say you are rude and will not be successful when you grow up.

I am really afraid that others will say I will be “unsuccessful” in the future, because my parents will only scold me for being “unsuccessful” when they are very angry.

Oh, by the way, if adults bring out the leeks that you hate the most on the table, you have to swallow them even if you want to vomit, otherwise you will be called “picky”, they will say they will starve you for three days, and then you will eat everything. They will also tell you that they couldn’t even have food when they were young, and now that life is better, you are picky about eating something as delicious as leeks, and you are “spoiled”.

Also…if you see a child younger than you, whether he breaks your things or takes your toys, you have to smile and say it’s okay, otherwise you will be called “not a brother”, and even if it’s a peer, you will be called “not sharing and being humble”, so as long as other children ask, you will definitely lose your beloved things, but if you dare to take other children’s things, it will be called “selfish” and you will inevitably be beaten.

If you feel unhappy, you must not cry out loud, no matter what you do, you must be quiet, otherwise you will be called “annoying”, and adults will tell you that they have worked hard to make money to raise you, and they are exhausted every day, but you don’t understand anything.

Once you reveal your true thoughts, they will say you are “naughty”, “ignorant”, “no future”, and some adults will even beat you.

These are the experiences I have accumulated from getting along with adults again and again. Hiding your true thoughts can reduce a lot of scolding. I really don’t want to be scolded, especially when a group of people are watching me. I will be very sad.

I suddenly thought of Kong Rong.

Kong Rong did a great job, I have to learn from him.

So this time I can only agree, I don't want to be scolded, let alone beaten.

"Uncle..."

I was about to agree, but before I could say anything, I suddenly smelled a strong smell I had never smelled before.

How to describe that smell?

It is an "idea", yes, I smelled an "idea".

I vaguely smelled the "idea" of that sister.

It should be difficult to understand, right? Because I really can't explain it clearly. Although the sister didn't speak, there was an idea in my mind out of thin air, and I clearly knew who this idea came from.

But this idea is not composed of words, it is just an idea, a thought, and I still need to find a way to describe it myself.

"I... I can't seem to untie the rope..." I blurted out following my sister's thoughts, "Once I untie the rope and hand you the key, you will give up on me."