Actually, you are not human

When I drove from the place where I was touched to the entrance of Houzhai Village, it was already past one o'clock at night. Du Shengxiao turned his head at the entrance of the village, parked his car in the direction of the road he came from, and glanced sideways at Zheng Qiufen .

Zheng Qiufen had already fallen asleep on the seat tilted. When those round and bright eyes were closed when they were open, his originally energetic face immediately looked haggard and tired.

Du Shengxiao looked at the faint greenness between his eyebrows, frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch the heroic sword eyebrows, but the moment his fingers touched Zheng Qiufen's face, he re-opened. retracted.

Then he sat quietly for a while, took a small blanket from the back seat, gently covered the sleeping sweet man, opened the car door, and went out.

Zheng Qiufen opened his eyes the moment he heard the sound of the car door being closed.

Through the tea-colored glass and the foggy night, he looked at the tall and straight figure standing half leaning in front of the car. After a while, he carefully stretched out his hand from the blanket and touched his eyebrows.

In fact, he didn't even fall asleep for a short while. He had experienced too many things this day. While he was exhausted, he also had a strange excitement. Many people would feel this way. After being exhausted, Instead, I won't be able to sleep.

But he couldn't sleep but was still tired, so he didn't know what to say to Du Shengxiao, but asked him when this illusion that combined the functions of shielding device and plastic wrap would disappear?Or ask him if he wants to leave after the case is over?

It seems to be able to ask, but it seems that it is not easy to ask.

After all, the former seems to return to the question of 'who am I' no matter how much it is asked, while the latter...

When will Du Shengxiao leave, and what does it have to do with him?

So he simply closed his mouth and eyes, and fell asleep while Du Shengxiao was driving steadily.

This brewing lasted the whole way. When Du Shengxiao was parking the car, he originally wanted to open his eyes, but he changed his mind after feeling the gaze that fell straight on his face.

But didn't expect...

He stroked his eyebrows again, then withdrew his hand, pinching the soft side of the blanket covering his body, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he tilted his head, adjusted into a comfortable posture, and closed his eyes again.

This time, he fell asleep after a while.

Although Zheng Qiufen fell asleep with a smile, he didn't sleep well this time. He always felt someone talking in his ear when he was drowsy, but the voice was thin and broken, and the words were not connected. Can't hear clearly.

"Don't...don't lose..."

"I……"

"look at me……"

"Wow...wow..."

He propped his forehead and opened his eyes, thinking that he would not be able to survive this day, and that he must soundproof the room another day, while scolding angrily: "Whose child, why don't you cry if you don't sleep in the middle of the night!"

After cursing, he suddenly got a jolt—he suddenly remembered that he wasn't home at all!

Who is that crying?

As soon as this thought came up, he couldn't help shrinking his neck, subconsciously tightened the blanket, and called softly, "Du Shengxiao? Where are you, Du Shengxiao?"

The voice echoed in the small carriage, but no one answered—obviously, Du Shengxiao hadn't come back yet.

The squeaking baby crying sounded again, this time accompanied by the soothing sound of the woman.

"Don't cry, Xiaobao. Xiaobao is the most obedient. Yoyo, don't cry. Tomorrow, grandma will make a little cloth tiger."

Only then did Zheng Qiufen heave a sigh of relief, thinking that some child was crying at night, and the adults in the family were afraid of disturbing the neighbors, so they took the child out to coax them.

But he also felt a little bit guilty in his heart. This village is vast and sparsely populated, and every household lives in that kind of big and old one-story house that has been handed down for generations. When they filmed here, they rented in the villagers' homes. There are three or four unoccupied rooms in every house. Logically speaking, no matter how much a child cries, it won't disturb the neighbors.

He was doubting in his heart when the woman's voice came again.

"The health center will be here soon. After Aunt Chen gives you the medicine, our little treasure will be able to laugh and make trouble again tomorrow, and stop crying. He won't feel bad after a while."

It turned out that a child was sick, and the grandmother took the child out to see a doctor in the middle of the night.

But he clearly remembered that the health center of this village was not at the head of the village but at the end of the village. Why did the old lady go this way?It's too dark and going the wrong way?

While Zheng Qiufen was muttering in his heart, he turned on the headlights, and the figure of an old woman crouched and holding something in her arms appeared vaguely on the dirt road in the village at the end of the headlights.

Zheng Qiufen pulled down the car window and shouted, "Hey, auntie, are you going to the clinic? You're going the wrong way!"

The old woman turned a deaf ear and continued walking this way.

Zheng Qiufen was a little anxious. When he was a child, he always went to the hospital in the middle of the night when he was sick. He knew very well that a child who had a fever in the middle of the night should not be delayed. Already burned into a little fool.

He looked at the figure that was still slowly advancing, opened the door and jumped out of the car, shouting as he ran, "Auntie, don't go this way, the sanitation office..."

Zheng Qiufen's words got stuck in his throat halfway through, he stopped suddenly, stared at the crooked figure who was still walking step by step, and took a step back abruptly.

In the pale and glaring light of the headlights, Zheng Qiufen could clearly see that there was clearly only a tattered rag doll in the arms of the old woman walking forward with a ravine face.

She looked up at Zheng Qiufen who was standing there bewildered, opened her mouth, and let out a cry as delicate as a baby.

"Wow...wow..."