Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

The two rushed to the front of the small courtyard of the bungalow, only to see that the courtyard door was locked tightly, and there was a dark mass on the ground at the door, they didn't know what it was.

Little Apple couldn't help but slow down.Lian Qiao was overjoyed when he saw it, and ran over like crazy.

"Lonicera!"

He rushed over to pick up the baby, but his face suddenly changed.Little Apple leaned over and asked curiously, "Is this your son?"

Lian Qiao didn't answer, just patted the baby's face lightly, with a trembling voice: "Lonicera...Lonicera, wake up..."

Little Apple looked at the baby. The baby's eyes were closed, and it was already purple from the cold.The whole little face was wrinkled into a ball, it was ugly as hell.

No matter how Lian Qiao called, the baby remained motionless, as if dead.

Little Apple patted him on the shoulder: "My condolences."

Lian Qiao ignored her.All his attention was on Lonicera, and he was terrified.

Little Honeysuckle never responded.Lian Qiao tremblingly reached for his breath, but couldn't feel it because his fingers were too cold.He bit his lip and reached into the jacket that wrapped the baby.On the slender neck of the little honeysuckle, he actually felt a slight pulse that was almost non-existent.

Honeysuckle is alive!

Lian Qiao showed ecstasy, quickly tore off his coat, and stuffed Lonicera into his arms.Then he raised his foot and kicked the courtyard door.

"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!"

In the brightly lit small bungalow, there seemed to be a figure flickering in front of the window.Lian Qiao couldn't wait, took out a crowbar and smashed the door lock, and ran towards the bungalow.

Little Apple was stunned by this operation, thinking that Lian Qiao was really violent.Wouldn't this really trigger a death trap?

The baby is so frozen that it is obvious that he can't live anymore, but Lian Qiao still doesn't give up or give up, which shows that the father's love is like a mountain!

I'm afraid it's not the only son left by his deceased wife...

Little Apple was thinking about it, and was about to raise his legs to follow, when he suddenly felt his feet go numb.An unspeakable coldness rushed straight from the soles of her feet to the sky, making her want to shiver, but——

She couldn't even shake.

Not only her feet, but her hands, her face, and her lips couldn't move at all.The biting cold froze her whole body, and she clearly felt that her heartbeat was getting slower and slower, and the oxygen in her blood was getting less and less.

The whole world seemed to freeze.Whether it's himself or Lian Qiao who is running wildly.

In the yard, two people stood fixedly in place, like ice sculptures.

Snowflakes are still falling.It landed on her eyelashes and on Lian Qiao's hair.However, the snowflakes will not melt anymore, because the body temperature of these two people is lower than that of ice and snow.

The last scene I saw was a middle-aged woman coming out of the bungalow, with a kind and terrified face.

Then.Click.

Click, click, click, click.

Both ice sculptures were broken.

……

The elevator was running quietly and smoothly, and suddenly it shook slightly.

This is something that happens every time, even Joe is used to it.But Lonicera couldn't seem to get used to it, because every time the elevator vibrated, he would gasp in shock.

It's the same this time.

Lian Qiao looked at Liandong, meeting his dazed eyes.Lian Qiao was about to comfort him, but Lian Dong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.

Lian Qiao stopped and waited for him to speak.

However, after waiting for a long time, Lian Dong only moved his lips, unable to say anything.There was an unspeakable emotion in his eyes, but thousands of words lingered on the tip of his tongue, and the last thing he said was only one inexplicable sentence.

"Do you still remember why I couldn't forgive Zhong Xiu?"

Lian Qiao was in a daze when he saw that Lian Dong suddenly began to shrink.In the blink of an eye, it shrank into a baby.

Lian Qiao: "???"

Little Honeysuckle lay naked in the pile of clothes, crying like a purple sweet potato.It took Lian Qiao a while to come back to his senses and convince himself that this dry piece of purple potato was his precious honeysuckle.

He bent down to pick up the purple sweet potato essence, his heart trembled inexplicably.

so light.

Was Lonicera so thin when she was born?

He remembered that his mother said that a normal baby should weigh 6 to 8 catties at birth.Even Qiao weighed it, and it felt like Lonicera didn't even weigh five catties.Is he a premature baby?

A sudden ice on the cheek interrupted Lian Qiao's reverie.He reached out to touch it in surprise, and felt cold water drops on his face.

...Snow water?

Lian Qiao raised his head, only to realize that the elevator door had opened at some point.The wind and snow from outside blew in and fell on his face and turned into snow water.

Probably the baby's crying covered up the sound of the elevator door opening, so he didn't notice the door opening.

Although Lonicera is light in weight, its voice is still very loud when it cries!

With an inexplicable sense of joy, Lian Qiao hugged Lonicera tightly, walked out of the elevator with a smile on his face.

However, the moment he stepped out of the elevator, his hands were empty.The baby in my arms disappeared.

Lian Qiao: "???"

He stood in the snow with a dazed face, looking at his empty hands with a dazed face.

What about my partner?What about such a big object that was here just now? !

It won't shrink into a fertilized egg!

……

After some philosophical speculation, Lian Qiao once again judged that the honeysuckle just disappeared, and did not become a fertilized egg that died tragically on the spot.He calmed down on the spot for a while, and soon noticed the erratic small western-style building in the heavy snow, and subconsciously walked towards the western-style building.

Although he was worried about Lonicera, the bigger doubt hanging in his mind was—why did Lonicera say that?

"Do you still remember why I couldn't forgive Zhong Xiu?"

Zhong Xiu is Lonicera's mother, who had already died in the copy of "Three People Become Tigers".Why did Liandong suddenly mention her?Is it because seeing the number 1992 reminds me of his birth?

……and many more.

Isn't the reason why Liandong can't forgive his mother because she abandoned him?

He remembered that Liandong said that his mother abandoned him at the gate of the orphanage on a winter night.That winter night was so cold that he barely made it through.The director of the orphanage named him "Lonicera", hoping that he could endure the first cold winter in his life.

Winter's Night...Winter 1992...

Is it...? !

Lian Qiao's heart tightened, and he started running towards the bungalow.

He recognized it!That two-story bungalow was the orphanage where Liandong stayed!

If the dungeon prompt this time really came true to Lian Dong, then the baby Lian Dong must be at the gate of the orphanage!

He will freeze to death!

With shortness of breath and beating heart, Lian Qiao ran all the way, chasing after the bungalow.The bungalow would change its location every few minutes, and without even thinking about it, he turned around and chased after it like a hound.

There seemed to be a few figures flashing by on the road, and some people wanted to stop him, but he ignored them.He didn't even have time to care about the inexplicably extra bloodstains on the ground.

There is only one thought in his mind: Hurry up and save Lonicera!He's going to freeze to death!

The wind was fierce and cold, and ice and snow were poured into the lungs, and the lung tubes were frozen and painful.This is nothing, his lungs were cut by a real wind blade.

Lian Qiao ran almost out of breath, chasing the two-story bungalow all the way.After an unknown amount of time, the bungalow was finally in sight.

Lian Qiao caught a glimpse of the lonely little figure on the steps of the courtyard door, and his heart was pulled violently, the pain was so painful that his heart was about to break.

"Lonicera!" He rushed over to pick up the little Lonicera, nervously confirming the safety of Lonicera.

Lonicera was so cold that her eyes were closed tightly, her little face turned purple, and she was a little more lifeless than before.He was cold all over, and there were still snowflakes on his face.Lian Qiao hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt, put the honeysuckle stickers, and then pulled up the jacket again, wrapping the whole body of honeysuckle inside.

Fortunately, Lian Qiao ran wildly just now, and part of the physical energy consumed was converted into heat.His chest was burning hot, and the temperature was quickly transmitted to Lonicera.Little Lonicera lay on his chest and gradually recovered.The swollen eyelids couldn't be opened, so he could only open his mouth and cry:

"Woo... woo wa..."

Even Joe's heart was broken.While coaxing Lonicera, he frantically knocked on the door of the orphanage.The door was almost knocked down by him, and the dean finally ran out wearing a cotton jacket.

"Who are you? What are you doing so late?—Alas! the boy!"

At first, the dean was full of doubts, but after seeing the honeysuckle in Lian Qiao's arms, her expression suddenly turned from suspicion to worry, and she quickly brought Lian Qiao in, leading the way: "Quick! Come in and warm up! This child is going to die soon." Already!"

The dean was kind-hearted, and he didn't care about his status as a senior or a junior. After welcoming the two of them in, he quickly boiled water and cooked a meal, and even took time to bring a set of clean clothes.

Even the snow on Joe's body has melted, and the jacket is already soaked.At this time, I took the clothes prepared by the dean, and I was very grateful.

Little Honeysuckle gradually regained its body temperature in his arms.His complexion was still extremely bad, purple and red, like a little mouse whose eyes hadn't opened.Lian Qiao stood beside the crib worriedly, while the other children in the orphanage gathered around one by one and looked at them curiously.

Lian Qiao didn't have the heart to take care of other things, and focused on Lonicera.According to the dean, newborn children can only drink milk.But I don't know if it was because the honeysuckle was too cold, and as soon as he took in the warm milk powder, he spit it out with a wow.

Lian Qiao couldn't prevent himself from getting spit all over. He didn't care about his dirty body, so he hurriedly slapped Lian Dong on the back first.Little Honeysuckle choked for a while, her face turned blue.The dean couldn't stand it anymore, rushed over and hugged Lonicera upright, giving him comfort with a special technique.Only then did Little Honeysuckle calm down slowly.

Lian Qiao stared nervously, while silently remembering the dean's technique.

"That's good." The dean returned the little honeysuckle to Lian Qiao, and instructed him how to hold the baby to make the baby comfortable.Lian Qiao suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Little Honeysuckle was always crying in his hands. It turned out that he was holding the child incorrectly.

It's hard for him to say it, he's a big cucumber... no.He's a gay guy, and he didn't plan to have a baby, but now he's forced to breastfeed his wife.Before the shock of becoming a father is over, he has to become a full-time dad.Even though Qiao's mental strength is strong, he can't stand this roller coaster-like chain of stimulation.

Therefore, even Joe is still in a daze until now, without a sense of reality.

Honeysuckle is too small and fragile.Even in thick swaddling clothes, he is still so small.Lian Qiao was holding a large quilt, with a small ball of honeysuckle wrapped in the middle.This dumpling is not the white and tender kind, but a dry purple potato dumpling.It looked pitiful.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that this ugly baby could grow into a honeysuckle beauty!

Under the scientific feeding method, Little Honeysuckle finally finished drinking the milk powder and fell into a deep sleep.Lian Qiao drove away the onlookers, and the room suddenly fell silent.

The little honeysuckle was lying in the cradle, still a tiny one.Lian Qiao gently pushed the cradle, and gradually calmed down.

So be it.No matter how ugly it is, it is still his precious honeysuckle, the one he loves most.

But Lonicera actually looked like this when she was a child...

Lian Qiao watched, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.If you look closely, you can see that his eyebrows and eyes are a bit like he was when he was an adult.Little Honeysuckle's face is just a little wrinkled, and his complexion is a little pale, his eyelashes are still quite long, and his facial features are also well-formed.

He still sucks his mouth when he sleeps!cute!

Lian Qiao, who had his own filter, looked more and more at Little Purple Potato, and couldn't help feeling happier.

As soon as the mood is relaxed, the fatigue is pressed up.Lian Qiao soon couldn't open his eyelids, and even the little cradle became so heavy that it was hard to push it.

The dean has already prepared a clean bed for him.Lian Qiao pulled the cradle to the head of the bed, within reach of his hand, and lay down on the bed by himself.I closed my eyes and lay down for a while, but felt empty in my heart.

What was missing was self-evident.

So he got up again, carefully picked up the little honeysuckle from the cradle, and put it on his bed.

Little Honeysuckle slept very deeply, and was not disturbed at all.Lian Qiao listened to the strange, slightly rapid breathing on the pillow, and finally his heart settled down again.

It's honeysuckle.It's his honeysuckle.

Lian Qiao raised the corners of his mouth, gently embraced the baby, and soon fell asleep.

After half an hour.

Little Rendong opened his eyes in a state of depression, and was shocked to find that Lian Qiao's arm was pressing on his chest, which was as heavy as Mount Tai.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Little Lonicera could not speak.The five little fingers that could not be opened were clenched into fists, pushing and shoving Lian Qiao weakly.

However, Lian Qiao slept like a dead pig, instead of waking up, he even habitually reached out and hugged Little Honeysuckle deeply into his arms.

Lonicera: "..."

So Boring……!

The little head was completely covered by the quilt and blocked by Lian Qiao's chest muscles, so he couldn't breathe at all!

Little Lonicera struggled desperately under the blanket, but was crushed to death.The struggle consumed more oxygen, and soon he became dizzy and didn't even have the energy to cry.

"..."

Little Honeysuckle weakly opened its mouth wide, breathing heavily like a fish being dragged ashore.

It's too awful.

Although unable to speak, Xu Rendong, whose mind was still normal, thought desperately and angrily at this moment: Too bad, he was going to be smothered to death by Lian Qiao!

Lian Qiao is such an idiot!Are you going to take the kids?

The author has something to say:

Lian Qiao: No!