Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

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 speak, when Lian Dong's expression suddenly changed, and the melancholy and trance temperament disappeared instantly, replaced by a burst of anger.

"Why am I so easy—!"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly as if his throat was being pinched by an invisible hand.

Lian Qiao was stunned by this unexpected roar. Before he could react, Lian Dong changed the subject and yelled at him angrily: "Babies are very fragile! Don't feed them indiscriminately!"

Lian Qiao: "???"

……

After a lot of tossing, Lian Qiao was in a daze, and finally picked up the bitter little purple potato from the entrance of the orphanage.

This time, the little purple sweet potato behaved well, crying wildly all night, constantly attracting Lian Qiao's attention.He didn't care how tired or haggard Lian Qiao was, anyway, he wanted Lian Qiao to put all his attention on him, take good care of the baby, and stop doing any other nonsense.

Lian Qiao was so disturbed that he didn't close his eyes all night. He pushed the cradle several times and was about to pass out. Little Honeysuckle wailed and pulled him back from his sleep forcefully.

But every time he picked up the little honeysuckle, breastfeeding, taking the temperature, and checking the diaper, after a set of procedures, he found that there was nothing wrong with the honeysuckle.He cries really just because he wants to cry!He just wants to make trouble!He just won't let him sleep!

After coming down several times, Lian Qiao almost had a nervous breakdown.

"Ancestor, what's wrong with you..." Lian Qiao lay on the side of the cradle pitifully with two huge dark circles under his eyes, "What's wrong with me, you want to torment me like this..."

Little Honeysuckle stared at him, but didn't speak.

Lian Qiao and him stared at each other for a long time, and the lover filter activated on its own, only to think that although the little purple sweet potato spirit was ugly, it was also cute and ugly.

No matter how noisy it is, it is also his honeysuckle.

It's his baby honeysuckle!

Lian Qiao smiled at the little monster in the cradle with boundless love and tolerance.Then he touched his forehead for the one hundred and one time, pinched his little face, and for the thousand and one time Biubiu shot a gentle gaze.

Liandong: "..." Are you really not angry?

Little Honeysuckle seemed a little embarrassed, smashed his mouth, and turned his head away.I thought to myself: hum!Really no principle!Do you want to spoil the child if you bring the child up like this?

Fortunately, everything was safe and sound after all.

Little Honeysuckle managed to live until 1993, and at the moment when the sun rose, he also grew up.

If Liandong hadn't kept making noises to keep Lian Qiao from sleeping, Lian Qiao really wouldn't have seen this scene.Of course, this change was far more shocking than pleasant to Lian Qiao.

Because the honeysuckle doesn't grow up all at once, but like a snake shedding its skin, the whole body splits from the middle, and a bigger child emerges from the inside.

The layer of skin that he shed off gradually became translucent as it fell off, and soon disappeared.

"..." Lian Qiao slowly closed his mouth in shock and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately disappeared.If this layer of skin doesn't disappear, what should he do?

That's...the shed skin of honeysuckle!Can I just throw it in the trash?Is it wet waste or hazardous waste? !

Lian Qiao survived the initial shock, and quickly accepted the fact that Lonicera grows one year older every day.However, when he tried to grind Honeysuckle's teeth, Honeysuckle refused to touch Shrimp Crackers.Lian Qiao said it was for his own good, but Lian Dong refused to eat it, and even slapped the bag of shrimp crackers on his face.

Even Joe began to wonder if his intelligence had also regressed!

Why are you so disobedient!

All in all, out of inexplicable stubbornness, Lonicera insisted on drinking only milk powder and not touching anything else.He was already thin and small, but this time it's good, he can't even grow his teeth.

He always likes to point fingers and make gestures to Lian Qiao.Lian Qiao couldn't understand, so he babbled to Lian Qiao.The small mouth opened without a single tooth in it, which made me feel inexplicably happy.Lian Qiao couldn't help laughing all the time, so Little Lonicera gave him a slap in the face.

What kind of attack power can a one-year-old child have.Lian Qiao just thinks that chubby little hand is extremely cute, and he can't help but grab Lonicera's little hand and put it to his mouth to kiss.This made little Lonicera even more angry, and stretched out her little feet to kick him in the face.

Lian Qiao: Ah ah ah ah little jiojio is so cute!Give me a kiss!

The crowd silently watching: "You still say you don't smelt copper! You beast!"

The frantically crying little honeysuckle finally escaped the allergy to shrimp crackers.Soon, night fell.

On this day, everyone explored everywhere, but no one could find any useful clues.And Lian Qiao is obsessed with bringing up the baby, and has no intention of making money at all.I wish that time would go slower, so that he could love Little Honeysuckle more.

At night, Little Honeysuckle, who had been playing around all day, was exhausted, lying in Lian Qiao's arms, drowsy.Lian Qiao sat in the living room with everyone, discussing what to do next.

In fact, there is nothing to discuss.There are no clues in the orphanage, and the name of the dungeon is clear enough.

At least let Lonicera live until 2020!

Everyone really had nothing to say, and finally turned their attention to Lian Qiao.

Little Apple asked, "Do you have any ideas?"

Lian Qiao: "...Huh?"

Suddenly being CUE, he has not yet transformed from his old father's identity, subconsciously looking at everyone with a loving gaze.

Everyone inexplicably felt the ridicule of "I am your father", and felt slightly upset.The man with the scar was already grumpy, and this subtle discomfort suddenly magnified infinitely in his heart. He slapped the table and burst out angrily: "Fuck your mother, can you be more serious? Do you still want to go out?!"

His bang bang directly woke up Little Honeysuckle from his sound sleep.Little Honeysuckle opened his eyes in a bewilderment, and the moisture in his eyes had not yet dissipated, when Lian Qiao said coldly: "Speak up if you have something to say. Keep your voice down, you scared him."

The man with the scar didn't expect that Lian Qiao, a seemingly frail young man, would not be afraid of him at all. He was stunned for a moment, but immediately couldn't hold back his face, so he kicked the stool away and rushed to Lian Qiao, pulling Lian Qiao up by his collar : "What did you say? How dare you—"

The voice did not fall.

boom!

The scarred man's brain buzzed, and he felt his forehead itch. When he touched it, it turned out to be blood.

He opened his eyes wide in shock, and looked at his bloody hands in disbelief, only then did he notice that Lian Qiao had pulled out a crowbar at some point.The crowbar was still stained with blood—his blood!

What the hell!

I'm just fucking trying to scare you, and you're fucking trying to kill me!

"..." The man with the scar didn't have time to speak, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Suddenly there was a sudden change, and everyone was shocked, including the baby honeysuckle.Only Lian Qiao remained calm, flicked the blood off the crowbar, and stared at everyone indifferently.

No one expected that Lian Qiao, a warm and sunny boy, would be so ruthless, decisive and merciless in his moves.Although the man with the scar was not very polite, he was not guilty of death.Lian Qiao's operation changed everyone's opinion of him instantly, and everyone had different expressions and thoughts.

Little Apple seems to be very used to this kind of thing.She bent down to check the scar man's injury, turned her head and smiled at everyone, "It's okay, I just passed out."

The long-haired aunt also came to her senses, and hurried to the scarred man's side: "He's bleeding so much, is he still okay?"

Lian Qiao suddenly took a step forward.Everyone was shocked, subconsciously retreating.Lian Qiao ignored everyone, went straight to the dining table, picked up a rag from the corner of the table, threw it to Little Apple and said:

"Press his wound for a while. This small injury, the bleeding stopped immediately."

Little Apple was not too polite, took the rag and pressed it on the scarred man's head.Although Lian Qiao's attack was ruthless, he did not intend to kill, so there was only a blood bag bulging on the scar man's head instead of a blood hole.

As soon as Little Apple pressed it, the man with the scar woke up, screaming in pain.

Lian Qiao gave him a cool look, and the man with the scar immediately stopped talking.

The long-haired aunt saw that the man with the scar was indeed fine, she got up and sighed: "Oh, what is this? Before we found a way out, there was internal strife. How will we live in the future?"

Lian Qiao has put away the crowbar.He lowered his eyes and said calmly: "We are grasshoppers on the same rope. But if the grasshopper wants to bite me, I can't let him mess around."

Little Apple also persuaded: "Okay, don't talk about it. He was also beaten to the ground by you, so it's over for us?"

Hearing this, the man with the scar flashed a trace of resentment, and blurted out: "It was obvious that he did it first! You are still on his side?"

Everyone: "..." It was you who did it first, have you forgotten?

Little Apple was also very disappointed with the scarred man.She shook her head and sighed: "You really don't know what to do. Do you think that in this kind of place, people will still reason with you? No. Everyone will always follow the powerful people."

After finishing speaking, she immediately took action and left the scarred man to stand by Lian Qiao's side.

The man with the scar opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but everyone has already started discussing tomorrow's matter.

The man with the scar was lying on the ground alone, suddenly feeling helpless.

Among the people in this circle, only the baby in Lian Qiao's arms looked straight at him.But this baby is inextricably linked to Lian Qiao, and the man with the scar hates it from the bottom of his heart.He snorted coldly, and while Lian Qiao was not paying attention, he secretly glared at him fiercely.

Unexpectedly, not only Joe was not afraid of him, but even this immature child who had just turned one year old was indifferent to his deterrence.

The baby's eyes were burning, and the jet-black eyes were staring straight at him, and there was an expression that could be called solemn on the fleshy little face.The scarred man thought the baby's seriousness was ridiculous.At the same time he felt an itch on his face, as if something had dripped down.

Could it be that the blood flowed down again?

He scratched his face subconsciously, but he didn't feel any blood, but a shiny, sticky, unknown liquid.Put it in front of your nose and smell it, it's still a little smelly.

When he was surprised, he suddenly saw the baby raised his little hand and gently tugged at Lian Qiao's sleeve.

"Huh?" Lian Qiao lowered his head, his eyes were full of tenderness.

"Ah... yes..." The baby pointed to the man with the scar, and uttered an ambiguous monosyllable.

Lian Qiao leaned close to the baby's mouth, and listened patiently to him jumping out word by word.After listening, his expression sank, and he also turned to look at the man with the scar.

The crowd couldn't help but follow and look at it together.The man with the scar thought that you would make a small report at such an age, so he felt guilty.But he refused to show his timidity, so he could only sternly said: "What are you doing! You haven't played enough, and you want to fight again?!"

Lian Qiao stared at him for half a second: "No."

Scar Man: "Then why are you all staring at me?!"

Lian Qiao: "Because you have a ghost on your head."