Chapter 45 To transplant crooked thoughts, chase the little orange goodbye to the devil
A crossroads of chariots.
Two figures, one large and one small, stood behind the zebra crossing, waiting for the green light to flicker.
"Sister, what are we going to eat today?"
The seven or eight-year-old boy is not without dependence, holding the sleeves of a tall girl in a middle school uniform, swaying back and forth coquettishly.
His face was not good, some accumulations were yellow, and the color of his lips was not ordinary pink, let alone white, but slightly purple.
Fortunately, he was covered with a coat to cover some of it, otherwise it would not be difficult to find that his thin limbs and slightly bulging little belly looked weird like an ET.
His volume was really not small, and it was abrupt and noisy in the crowd that gathered more and more behind the two of them, also waiting for passage.
The girl buried her head in it. Her cheeks had begun to heat involuntarily, and the shoulder strap of the bear schoolbag held in one hand tightened hard.
She felt like she was now a floating island in the ocean, or a socially phobic person thrown at the center of a large stage full of audiences, to be scrutinized by an overwhelming gaze from all directions.
Tens of seconds long are like a century.
The little boy was still in high spirits, chattering around her.
Complaining about parents not being allowed to go out, or at school or in the hospital, despite the noise on the road. The maiden could even hear the faint laughter of the crowd.
She couldn't help but take a few steps to the right, keeping her distance from the little boy, until a large wave of pedestrians came from opposite sides, and the people behind them also rushed up, and her steps were hurried, until they drowned out the two siblings, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Follow and mingle in the crowd.
Being inconspicuous gives you some sense of security.
Walking through the streets where people come and go, turning into a small fork in the road, the style of painting changes abruptly.
Those who borrow hot water with steel basins, those who sit in front of the door and smoke leisurely, and the health care supply store and the funeral wreath paper money shop next to each other.
The eyes are slippers and pajamas, lazy and loose.
The girl became nervous again, and she finally turned her head and grabbed her brother's hand, and her eyes threatened him to shut up, just wanting to pass safely as soon as possible.
She doesn't want to be caught by some gossip about good things, and she doesn't want to say that she is impolite and disrespectful to her elders.
"Yo, be careful, are you going to pick up my brother from school?"
Be careful all the way and run wildly, but you still can't avoid the neighbors in the same building.
The girl snorted, recklessly, and ran upstairs as if she were running away. The younger brother was dragged hard in the back, and he almost couldn't keep up and had to fall.
The female neighbor, who was originally full of smiles, listened to the sound of the two children going upstairs, and immediately changed her face, and her face was hateful.
She scolded hard.
"Lose money, tuberculosis."
The door of the house was hidden.
You don't have to push it away, the girl can hear you coming and going, daily accusations and confrontations, accompanied by the commotion, smashing and snatching.
"Sister, Mom and Dad are arguing again."
The corridor was dim, the little boy was behind the girl, and the light from the room became a dividing line on his face.
Persuasion is absolutely useless, and it is very likely to be targeted, and then take a few more beatings.
The family is too small, just enough for parents to "show their strengths".
She sat down on the cold staircase steps with her brother, ready to wait for the fighting inside to subside before entering.
"If you hadn't given birth to a money-losing product, would you have to have this kid again?"
"You see, from birth to now, I am worried every day. And to spend so much money! β
"You speak with your conscience, do you blame me for my son's illness? You yourself drink too much every day and ruin your body, and now your son is sick, do you blame me? β
"It's not an option. I went and asked, and the best way to do it once and for all was to transplant it. β
"It's best to have an immediate family transplant, as long as 200,000."
"Our physical condition, can we transplant?"
Terrible silence.
"The girl is almost an adult, so let the girl ...... if she can't do it"
"Qiao Jianguo, are you still human? From the girl's birth to the present, you either leave her in the countryside and take her back to take care of your son as a servant, I tell you, as long as I have a breath left, you don't even want to touch a finger of your daughter! β
"You're clean, you'd better get out of here with these two oil bottles, and save yourself from dangling in front of my eyes."
"Okay, that's what you said!"
The desperate woman finally threw down the large hard and thick glass tea jar on the coffee table, and the sharp scum fell to the ground.
"Miss! Miss! Come on, come on! β
On the bustling street, seven or eight unified navy blue styles that instantly converged into the city immediately dispatched out, like a leopard buried in the dark and dispatched at any time, rushing forward.
Like a girl with divine help, pulling another person, wandering and interspersing freely, choosing crowded places.
Everywhere you go, you can go smoothly and without pressure.
The chase slowed down significantly, and gradually fell short by several positions, and in the end, he could only vigorously push the people in front of him violently in annoyance, which inevitably caused the anger of the public.
"What are you pushing me for, such a big man has to squeeze around here."
After some pushing and impatience, coupled with verbal friction, the group of people were tripped one by one.
After successfully getting rid of this group of people, the two of them had no intention of slowing down and braking at all, especially the little girl who ran in front, she was relaxed and panting very evenly.
"No, no, little orange, I, I can't run anymore."
Qiao Jinxin stopped and gasped, feeling that his heart was about to pop out of his mouth.
Tachibana was finally willing to stop and let go of her, but before she could stand still for a while, she ran out again.
"Little, little orange, where are you going? Wait for me! β
Qiao Jin's tired hands crossed his waist, and he had to stumble after her again.
"Miss Qiao, long time no see."
chased all the way to the depths of the alley, obviously there was no road, only a bare stone wall, but Xiao Tang just disappeared.
Only a man in a top hat, a tuxedo, and a small bow tie kicked the wall with one foot, leaning on one side, his index finger and middle finger together, and the pilot, who thought he was very handsome, should have been waiting for her for a long time.
Qiao Jinxin was a little speechless for the appearance of this cup, but he had to applaud the audience.
"You've crossed it too?"
Qiao Jinxin raised her eyebrows and asked him with slanted eyes.
"Why did you come here so depressed and change your career to become a magician?"
"Ahh
"Such a maverick and ugly word, at first glance, it is from your handwriting."
"Tell me, what do you mean by making such a big bend and luring me over?"
"When you get here, people are getting refreshed, let's go, come in with me, someone is waiting for you."
The man who pretended to be a cup was actually her college classmate Xu Zhen. He walked over and patted her on the shoulder, then turned and walked over to the brick wall.
He slid his fingers over each brick one by one, finally pulling out the most inconspicuous of them.
After a few seconds, there was a rumbling sound, and it turned out that this was actually a secret door with a mystery.
Qiao Jinxin fanned off the dust particles in the air in front of him, still feeling choked by the taste, covered his mouth and nose with his hands, and followed in.
The long secret room, with illuminated wall lamps on both sides, turned around, and suddenly opened up to a huge secret room in front of you.
Red high-end velvet carpets, leather sofas, mahogany tables and chairs, European-style silver candlesticks, evergreens, fortune trees, huge glass containers, and a large golden carp.
There is no such thing as a cave.
"See you again! Qiao Jinxin! β
Qiao Jinxin really didn't expect that in this world, he could still live a luxurious and lofty life.
"Teacher Li, you can really enjoy it, you can live so delicately anywhere."
Mr. Li elegantly got up from the leather sofa, picked up his equally delicate afternoon tea cup, and took a sip of the warm coffee inside.
"This coffee is still the most fragrant in Brazil, and this place is not delicious enough."
"But, what should I do, I just have this addiction, and I feel pain all over my body if I don't drink it for a day."
"But now, I don't need to, I've found the right appetite."
He deliberately approached and poured the cup of steaming hot air in front of Qiao Jinxin's eyes, but his eyes were fixed on Qiao Jinxin as if he was looking at prey.
Although Qiao Jinxin didn't know what it meant, every hair on his body stood up.
Get oneβs dander up.
"Do you still like the gift for you?"
After pouring it, he let go of his hand, the cup rolled off on the spot, and the bone turned for a while, and the treasure that was still held in the palm of his hand became a discarded thing in a blink of an eye.
"What?"
Qiao Jin was puzzled.
"That kid who brings back so many soft memories for you? How's that, like the little orange you've been thinking about? β
He smiled gently, and the tone of his voice was still as clear and deep as in the school lecture hall.
"You, what did you do to her?"
"It's nothing, anyway, it's just a random pickup, hypnotic training, it's not bad to make you a little pet, right? Oh no, she's not your average pet, she's supposed to have the cuteness of a cat and the loyalty of a dog, how about it, it's exciting, right? β
"You ......"
Qiao Jinxin really couldn't listen to the next words, she suddenly collapsed to the ground, she didn't expect to come here, and she still couldn't get rid of this demon wearing angelic white feather wings.
"Qiao Jinxin, you are the most qualified student I have ever met, but why do you keep being obsessed?"
Teacher Li squatted down, still staring at her and forcing her to let go.
"I used to feel that I had a mission to change the behavior of all human beings and to fill the world with love. I didn't expect to encounter such an absurd thing as crossing over.
In this case, as the beneficiaries of advanced civilization, we have a mission to dominate this chaotic world and reformulate the rules and order! β
"Li Sihan, no matter what world you are in, you have no right to use cruel foreign intervention methods to control others, such an experimental behavior is against morality!"
"Stop standing on the moral high ground to criticize others, aren't you also a murderer who takes other people's lives at will?"
Qiao Jinxin's eyelids moved.
All she could do was gurgle in her throat, and she wanted to speak but couldn't.