Death Spiral [Infinite Flow]

Lian Qiao returned to the house with Lonicera in his arms, and locked the door.

"Are there honeysuckle flowers in the yard of your orphanage?" Lian Qiao asked.

Little Honeysuckle frowned, showing a thoughtful expression.After a moment, he shook his head.

"No? No wonder..." He seemed to remember something very interesting, couldn't help but rubbed Lonicera's hair with a smile, "No wonder you couldn't respond when I called you Hua Hua."

Unexpectedly, Lian Dong still frowned, with an adult look on her small face, which seemed quite disobedient.

He yelled "Ah, ah" twice, and shook his head again.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Lian Qiao didn't understand.

Liandong tried to make gestures for him, but Lian Qiao tried hard to think for a while, but still couldn't understand.I could only sigh and said, "Forget it, you can't speak clearly right now. Maybe you can talk tomorrow?"

Little Honeysuckle sighed and nodded.

Lian Qiao glanced at the time, it was already three o'clock in the morning.This is the most tiring time of the day, not to mention that they have been tossing around all night, and Lonicera has just turned one year old, and their physical strength can't keep up at all. At this moment, even their eyelids have begun to droop.Then she carried him to the edge of the cradle and bent down to put him in.

"Ah, ah..." Little Lonicera struggled lightly, her soft little hands grabbing his sleeves tightly.

"What's the matter?" Feeling his attachment, Lian Qiao picked him up again, moved closer, and rubbed his soft little face with the tip of his nose.

"..." The corners of Little Honeysuckle's mouth slightly raised, and instead of calling out, she touched his face with her small hands.

Lian Qiao said, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

Little Honeysuckle nodded.

Lian Qiao was really elated, but he remembered what Aunt Changfa once told him: the child is still young, don't sleep with adults, otherwise it is easy to be accidentally crushed to death by a sleeping adult.

After thinking about it, he still carried Little Honeysuckle to his bed, lay down and slept side by side with him.

In order to avoid crushing Little Honeysuckle, Lian Qiao rolled the quilt into a long strip and stuffed it between him and Honeysuckle.In this way, even if he fell asleep and turned over unconsciously, at most he would be pressed by the quilt, and he would not be pressed by the honeysuckle.Unexpectedly, Liandong was not very happy, like a little panda, crawling over chubbyly, insisting on getting into his arms.

Even Joe's heart is almost melted by his cuteness.

Little Honeysuckle lay quietly on his chest, and soon closed his eyes and fell asleep.He is so small, soft and warm, it seems that he will be hurt if he exerts a little force.Lian Qiao hugged him carefully, her heart was sweet and soft, and she felt her heart was trembling.

So happy.

Is it such a happy thing to have children?

... No, he felt so happy because his beloved honeysuckle was on his chest.

How can ordinary children be so obedient?What's more, even if he is really so obedient, it is not his honeysuckle.

It's not that he likes children, he likes honeysuckle.

Lian Qiao sighed contentedly, reached out and turned off the light.After turning off the lights, the room was plunged into darkness, but he wasn't afraid at all.He only felt warm and peaceful, and even had the illusion that he had returned to reality.

The little thing in his arms purred like a kitten, apparently already fast asleep.Listening to the even breathing, Lian Qiao felt extremely at ease.

He couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed the little guy's soft hair.For some reason, I changed my mind, and suddenly remembered what happened just now.

Just now, after the hungry ghost left, a disappointed expression flashed across Little Lonicera's face...

What is he disappointed about?

Lian Qiao frowned unconsciously in the dark.

At that time... If one had to guess, the only answer that Lian Qiao could think of was—Lonicera felt that too few people died.

But how is it possible?Honeysuckle is not that kind of person.

Although Lonicera appears to be aloof, she actually has an almost paranoid moral code in her heart.He's the kind of guy who puts more emphasis on the spiritual world than anything else.It is impossible for him to take pleasure in the suffering of others, much less to be indifferent to the death of others.

But now he showed a "disappointed" expression after five of his teammates died.

...was he really disappointed that so few people died?

Or are you disappointed because...someone didn't die?

Thinking of this, Lian Qiao was a little relieved.It would be better if Honeysuckle's "disappointment" was only for one of them.I'm afraid there is something wrong with that person.

But who is it?Among the players this time, does Liandong know anyone?

...Did Lonicera have seen it in other dungeons?

wrong.etc.How many copies has Lonicera experienced?

Lian Qiao suddenly felt that his memory was a little confused.He tried to recall, but a sharp pain suddenly came from the depths of his brain.

"Well!"

The stinging pain was like concentrated hydrochloric acid dripping on the circuit board, and it burned with a stinging sound.He gritted his teeth, covered his head, and it took him a long time to recover.

what happened?Why headache?Forget it, just leave him alone.Liandong seems to have said that she hadn't experienced a dungeon before meeting him, which means that the nesting doll is their first...

"Woo!" This time, the pain was much worse than before.Lian Qiao was forced to interrupt his thoughts, and curled up covering his head.

He didn't want to make too much noise to wake up Lonicera, so he bit his lip, trying to endure the severe pain.

What exactly is going on?It's never happened before... Is there something growing in my head?

No, his mother took a full-body CT for him when he was in the ICU last time, and the report didn't say there was any problem in his brain.It has only been one or two months since I was discharged from the hospital, even if it is cancer, it is impossible to grow so fast.

And why did it happen in the dungeon...

Hope it's just a normal headache.

Lian Qiao rubbed the back of his head, feeling the burning sensation gradually subside.He carefully put the little honeysuckle on the bed, tiptoed out of bed, and went to get the painkillers in his backpack.

After taking the medicine and returning to bed, he took Little Honeysuckle into his arms again.Fortunately, his movements were gentle, and Liandong was not woken up by him.

Feeling the even breathing of the little guy in his arms, even Joe felt a little sleepy.

Forget it, ask again tomorrow...

He thought about it in a daze, and just fell asleep like this.

In the early morning of the next day, Lian Qiao, who was exhausted, was awakened by a crisp "pop".The sound was so close that he trembled in fright and opened his eyes suddenly.

It turned out that the honeysuckle had split in the middle again.

Although it was the second time I saw it, Lian Qiao still found this scene a bit exciting.He rubbed his eyes, saw the subtitle "1994" rising in the air, and knew that Lonicera had grown to two years old, and his heart was filled with joy again.

Little Lonicera had also woken up, and was looking up at him with her little face raised.The eyes are black and shiny, like two pills of black mercury.

Little Honeysuckle said: "Look for..."

Lian Qiao: "What are you looking for?"

Liandong: "... find it!"

Lian Qiao: "?"

He was stunned for three seconds, and then realized that Lian Dong's teeth were not fully formed, and his words leaked out, so he couldn't help laughing.

Lian Qiao wanted to check the condition of his teeth, Liandong opened his mouth obediently, and let him count how many teeth he had.When he finally finished counting, Lian Dong closed his mouth, licked his slightly red and swollen gums, and said, "I want something to grind my teeth. No shrimp crackers."

"Okay, okay." Lian Qiao pinched his cheek with a smile, "I'll dress you first."

Lian Qiao brought the small clothes and trousers that he had prepared in advance, and put them on for him one by one.Little Lonicera said: "Actually, I can make..."

Lian Qiao: "Huh?"

Little Honeysuckle pursed her lips, and said helplessly, "I can control myself."

Lian Qiao: "Hahahahaha!" It's so cute to talk leaky!

When he had laughed enough, he suddenly remembered that he had something to ask Liandong, so he said, "That's right..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he got stuck.

Little Lonicera tilted her head and looked at him questioningly.Lian Qiao showed a thoughtful expression, recalled for a while, scratched his head and said, "What did I want to ask you..."

Honeysuckle: "Is it about the honeysuckle flower?"

"Oh, yes." Lian Qiao sat up straight and said, "Did your orphanage harvest honeysuckle and sell it for money?"

Liandong shook her head slowly: "I don't remember this happening."

"I think so. After all, you misunderstood me because you didn't know that honeysuckle flowers were honeysuckle flowers, and you have been jealous for a long time." Lian Qiao laughed again after thinking about it.

Liandong frowned again: "Why..."

"Ok?"

"Why does the copy distort reality this time?"

"...Huh?" Lian Qiao didn't understand.Little Honeysuckle seemed to want to explain, but when she opened her mouth, her expression froze, as if her mouth had been filled with paste.

He hesitated for a moment, and changed his words: "This copy basically restores my real life. Since the entire orphanage has been restored, why lie about the details of picking honeysuckle?"

As soon as he said this, Lian Qiao understood: "You mean, picking honeysuckle may be some kind of hint?"

"I don't know..." Little Lonicera said, with a look of disdain that didn't match her age.He sighed softly, shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't worry about it."

Indeed, further discussion has no result.So the two got dressed and went downstairs to join the others.

A hot breakfast is already on the table.This time, besides the other players, there were children from the orphanage who ate with them.

The day of picking honeysuckle is probably almost a festival for the children, and it can be seen that the children are very excited.From the mouths of the children, Lian Qiao learned that only a few petals of honeysuckle can be sold for money, and the yield is very low.And it can only be picked by hand, so the surrounding pharmacies often collect medicines from ordinary people.

At that time, the orphanage was very poor financially, and the money obtained from selling honeysuckle could improve the food for the children, so everyone was looking forward to this day.

Lian Qiao hugged the little honeysuckle on his lap, and while checking the temperature of the millet porridge in the bowl, he asked in a low voice: "Do you know these children? Are they from the orphanage?"

Lonicera nodded.

Lian Qiao glanced at the children and showed a thoughtful look again.

"Don't think about it so much. It's not interesting." Little Lonicera's eyes flashed that sleepy look again, but this time Lian Qiao was in deep thought and didn't notice it.

Lian Qiao only thought that he was hungry, so he fed the cold millet porridge into his mouth one by one.

After what happened last night, the rest of the players felt a little emotional towards even Qiao Liandong.Seeing that the two of them didn't feel guilty at all, Scarface couldn't help saying: "What the hell did you do? Why did that hungry ghost avoid you from the beginning to the end yesterday?"

Even Qiao focused on feeding the baby without raising his head and said: "I don't know."

Judging from this attitude, I don't intend to live in harmony with them.Scarface frowned, as if he was about to get angry, the long-haired aunt and Little Apple hurriedly grabbed him.

Scarface dropped the bowl and chopsticks, and went out cursing.

After feeding the little honeysuckle, Lian Qiao asked Aunt Changfa, "By the way, I have a question for you. Is there anything that children eat that can be used to grind their teeth?"

"Has he started to grow teeth? Let me see." The long-haired aunt smiled softly, and was about to open Little Honeysuckle's mouth when she came over.

Little Honeysuckle opened his mouth expressionlessly, and bit down hard.

"Ouch!" The long-haired aunt was bitten unexpectedly, looking at the incomplete tooth marks on her fingers, she couldn't laugh or cry, "Why are you biting me?"

Lian Qiao seemed to have noticed something, narrowed his eyes slightly, then took a step back calmly holding Lonicera, and apologized flatly: "I'm sorry, he doesn't like strangers touching him very much."

"Oh, it's me who should apologize." The long-haired aunt walked to the edge of the sink to wash her hands in a friendly manner.

After breakfast, the dean took the children and a group of players to pick honeysuckle in the yard.

The season was not right for the past two days, and the flowers, plants and trees in the yard were all withered.The seasons have changed today, the temperature has picked up, and all the plants in the yard have begun to grow vigorously and become thriving.

Only then did Lian Qiao discover that there were a lot of honeysuckle planted in the yard.Looking around, almost the entire yard is covered with yellow, yellow and white slender petals. No wonder so many people gather to pick them together.

The children all carried small baskets on their backs, walked to the edge of the honeysuckle and started picking.The players also imitated their appearance and moved their hands.However, the dean soon came over to stop them one by one, saying that the method was wrong.

It turns out that the whole honeysuckle must be picked off in order to be sold at a good price. Therefore, the work must be done with care and care, and the petals must not be damaged.The dean came over to check the players' baskets, shaking his head all the way.

Lian Qiao glanced into his back basket, but was a little dazed.

In his and Lonicera's baskets, most of the flowers kept their long stems.That's because Lian Qiao knew that the honeysuckle must be whole before it can be sold, so when picking it, he deliberately folded some more stems to avoid hurting the petals.

Among these flowers with stems, there are a few complete honeysuckle flowers with only flowers but no stems.Looking at the technique, it is exactly the same as what the dean is teaching the players.

"What's wrong?" Little Honeysuckle threw another small yellow and white flower into the basket and asked back.

"..." Lian Qiao smiled at him, "It's nothing. Are you tired?"

The author has something to say:

After many years, Lian Qiao finally took up a script and found a problem.