Don't pass Hanhan

Chapter 72

The name of the little ghost is Ji Xinyou. Before his father died, the family was in business, and his mother was a young lady from a wealthy family. She was educated and could read and write. Roger Deeve asked her to teach the children how to read.

But the strange thing is that the children here are not as energetic as imagined. They are lifeless every day, and Ji Xinyou, who escaped from the dead, is more energetic than them.

The attitude towards class has also divided into two extremes, either it is a pool of stagnant water, like a marionette, there is no difference between class and class, or it is like attending class and suddenly coming back to life, with pairs of eyes like wolves who find raw meat when they are about to starve to death. If the virtuous are thirsty, they risk their nakedness.

It stands to reason that in this war-torn era, a child who has a place to live and has no worries about food and drink should not be like this.

Ji Xinyou's mother thought it was strange, but she didn't think much about it in other people's territory, she just regarded it as one side of the land to support the other side.

Until a month later, the children who were most motivated to study disappeared, and in the next few days, several more disappeared one after another. When Ji Xinyou's mother asked where the rest of them went, the first of these children The reaction was panic and fear, but they refused to say anything. The mother and son felt more and more strange about this church, and wanted to leave.

However, there are constant wars outside and foreign soldiers are everywhere. If they leave now, it will be tantamount to death.

No matter how weird this place is, at least there is something to eat and life can be saved.

There was no other way, Ji Xinyou's mother and son thought over and over again, and decided to wait for the foreigners' army to leave before leaving quietly.

When the tenth child also disappeared, Ji Xinyou's mother couldn't bear it anymore and went to ask Roger Diff. The explanation given by the other party was that she found a good family and was adopted away, and took her abroad.

A few days later, Ji Xinyou got up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night, and accidentally ran into two people digging soil at the base of the villa wall. On the ground lay a child covered in blood. The child was motionless, clutching a book. The blood-stained book, the eyes wide open, full of resentment and horror.

Ji Xinyou hid behind the big tree and looked there angrily. At that time, the moon was full. Through the moonlight, he saw the face of the person lying on the ground. He knew this person. He was a child who studied with his mother. He is fair and serious in his studies, usually lifeless like a dummy, and only when he touches a book can he see a glimmer of light in his eyes, like the thin piece of paper in his arms, the only light in his life.

Now he is holding a book ten times thicker than the textbook, but there is no light in his eyes.

he died.

Ji Xinyou watched helplessly as the two threw the child into the pit and buried it with soil. He didn't recover from the shock until the two left.

He just hid in the weeds and catted all night, resisting not to check the place where the bones were buried, and sneaked back to the room at dawn.

Ji Xinyou and his mother lived in the utility room on the top floor. When he came back, his mother was already awake. Seeing his pale face and disturbed, she asked him if something happened.

Ji Xinyou didn't dare to hide anything, and tremblingly told the whole thing.

The next night, the mother and son prepared to flee overnight.

He failed and was caught back.

This time, Roger Deeve no longer hides, revealing his true colors.

He arranged Ji Xinyou into the children's dormitory, prevented their mother and child from meeting, and threatened them that if they resisted, they would kill one of them.

Ji Xinyou's mother was still in charge of cooking and teaching, and only then did the mother and son meet briefly.

Ji Xinyou didn't know what happened to his mother. Since then, every time he saw his mother, his mother's face became haggard. Sometimes her eye sockets were black and black, and sometimes her neck had strangle marks. A few months later, Ji Xinyou found out that Mother became fat and had a small belly.

It seemed that his mother was doing well, and the seven-year-old Ji Xinyou was finally happy, but the way his mother looked at him became more and more sad.

Ji Xinyou didn't understand.

Two days later, Ji Xinyou was called to the second floor by Roger Dive.

This was the first time he stepped on the stairs of this villa. He knew that his mother was on it. Ji Xinyou was very excited, thinking that he could finally see his mother.

But no, Roger Deeve took him to a beautifully decorated room with a thick carpet, a beautiful soft bed, and a copper horn like a morning glory, all of which he The only thing I have never seen before is the four thick hemp ropes hanging from the ceiling. They hang down from the roof and hang down to the ground. In the middle of the room, the big thorns are uncoordinated.

Ji Xinyou stared blankly at these hemp ropes, wondering what they were used for.

Roger Deve told him to stay here and eat some fruit from the fruit bowl.

Ji Xinyou picked up a grape and put it in his mouth. The sweet juice was like the most delicious thing in the world, and his eyes narrowed after eating it.

He picked up the second one, wiped off the white powder with his sleeve, and carefully put them into his pocket, he wanted to keep them for his mother.

When he went to get it again, he suddenly felt dizzy, the grapes fell to the ground, and Gululu rolled far away.

Ji Xinyou's eyes went black for a while, his hands and feet became weak, he didn't have time to take care of it, his eyes were full of rolling grapes.

He couldn't stand up, so he crawled over to pick it up.

The grapes rolled down onto a pair of shiny leather shoes. The shoes were raised and then lowered, and the grapes were trampled to pieces with a "poof".

Ji Xinyou looked up, and a middle-aged man with a Chinese face was lowering his head, squinting his eyes and smiling inexplicably.

That night, Ji Xinyou's crying was sealed in this exquisitely decorated room, and it didn't stop until dawn.

Ji Xinyou finally understood what other children of the same age looked at him when he was taken away. Gradually, as the number of times increased, Ji Xinyou also became one of the walking corpses in a daze.

His mother's belly flesh has grown visibly, and it's frighteningly big. Only the belly is getting bigger, but the rest is getting thinner and thinner, like a dead skeleton.

The number of times they met still did not increase.

One night, Roger Deve went out on business and it rained heavily. Someone knocked lightly on the window next to Ji Xinyou's bed. He woke up with a start and looked up. Through the lightning, he recognized that it was his mother.

Ji Xinyou was taken aback, and sat up quickly, his movements scared the bed next door, the bed next door opened his eyes, and it happened that a lightning flashed over, illuminating the figure outside the window, which scared him so much that he almost cried out.

Ji Xinyou quickly covered his mouth.

This was the last time they escaped, and the number changed from two to three.

"And then?" Su Shen asked Ji Xinyou.

Ji Xinyou's face looked a little paler, and his chest heaved rapidly, as if his body was convulsed uncontrollably due to pain.

He opened his mouth, thick and thick black blood poured out of his mouth, but he stopped talking.

Su Shen scratched his head, a little crazy: "What's wrong with talking halfway, I feel like I'm thinking of a melon that I can't eat."

Chen Xiaoluo said calmly: "You still failed, you were arrested, your tongue was cut off because of this, right...what are you doing?"

Su Shen turned his head and stared at her.

Su Shen was puzzled: "Ji Xinyou's story is a great tragedy for you living people. If you are not sad, you should at least be angry. Why do you have no emotions at all? Are you really human?"

Chen Xiaoluo: "..."

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The author has something to say:

感谢在2021-12-1720:37:29~2021-12-2322:00:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 of my little oranges;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Qiqi seriously; 20 bottles of Yu Yici;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!