dark crossing
Chapter 145
It is different from Wang Zhenhua who is obsessed with children's bodies.Veron has an ulterior, almost pathological obsession with the teenage girl somewhere between the girl child and the perennial woman.
Those delicate, childlike girlish voices made him feel like he was back in the past.Back when he was young and strong, the budding moan was like a hand gently stroking the eardrum, wiping it over and brushing it over, making his heart palpitate.
Twenty years ago, raising exclusive "adopted daughters" and "adopted sons" was not popular yet.And godfather is still purely a neutral term of address.
At that time, Veron and some friends who also liked immature bodies decided to "eat out" together.
And Kang Ren is the "private canteen" jointly funded and established by them.
All kinds of children were locked in the small basement in different categories.
Most of them are helpless orphans, no relatives, no friends, even if they die quietly, no one will ask questions.
Young children are held in captivity without dignity.Like animals that have lost their freedom, they are waiting for the fortune of investors who will be happy at any time.
It is not surprising that strange things happen on certain occasions.
The reason why Veron and his party chose Kang Ren was to take advantage of this.
After all, no one is going to call the police because of strange noises in a mental hospital.
Those screams that were so sharp and distorted because of fear always sounded intermittently in the middle of the night.
They are high-pitched or hoarse, mixed with crying screams, or mixed with pleasant low laughter.They lingered in Kangren's cold and humid air, like wandering ghosts.
Childish cries slid over the eardrums of these "philanthropists" like velvet.It has greatly pleased these men who choose to "eat in".
They claim to have "dark poetry", and use this as an excuse to enjoy the children's bodies unscrupulously, and then devour those young and fresh souls in one gulp.
This is the misty land of desire, and also the lonely city of tears.
These children who have been stripped of their dignity by older men who are enough to be their fathers or even grandfathers grow up here quietly.
Perhaps one day, they will be rejected by those patrons who only like to pick fresh and tender seedlings because they grow big enough.
As long as they are alive, they will be able to escape from Kang Ren one day.
However, children who have lived in the basement for several years or even decades with difficulty distinguishing between day and night will never be able to really get out of there throughout their lives.
And Shu Jingxi is one of them.
The "philanthropist" who helped her grow up was the rapist who took everything away.
Veron was also one of her most important patrons.
They locked her in the basement, which was as dark as a pool of mud.
Only Veron always coaxed when he possessed her: "Look, you are blooming in my palm."
There are flowers there?
The basement had a low ceiling, the same brownish-red color as the rough fingers of the strange man above.
Following the rising and falling waves on her body, the ten-year-old Shu Jingxi opened her eyes amidst the bumps.
She was in so much pain that she tried to distract herself by doing something else.
She turned her face and silently greeted the spider in the corner who was busy spinning its web, which was one of her best friends.
In addition to "them" staying overnight at any time, another living creature she saw was a mouse.It crawled out along the sewer pipe and dug a hole in the west wall.
Shu Jingxi held her own plate and gave it half a piece of bread.The childish little girl tries to befriend the furry little guy.
She is so lonely.She really hopes that someone can talk to her.
But the mouse ate all the bread she had saved, but had no real intention of being friends with her.It beckoned friends, and within a week brought two or three other relatives and friends.They worked together to destroy Shu Jingxi's only book of fairy tales.And squeaking and scurrying around in her sleep.
Shu Jingxi hugged her beloved fairy tale book with tears in her eyes, and sadly persuaded herself not to complain.
Among friends, there is always one party who has to pay more.
Two months later, these uninvited friends gave birth to a litter of mice on her property without authorization.The little flesh-pink lives haven't opened their eyes yet, they gather together and babble.
Shu Jingxi was reprimanded by the picky benefactor because she was distracted by staring at the spider.She didn't behave well in bed, and she was locked up because she wasn't devoted enough.
So far, she has not received new food for three days.
The little girl is growing up, no matter how much she saves, there is only the last piece of a large bag of compressed biscuits left today.
With a growling stomach, Shu Jingxi thought of the nest of little mice in the cave. She held the biscuit in her hand hesitantly, and finally broke more than half of it and placed it at the door of the mouse cave.
The remaining half was carefully wrapped in a paper bag and hidden in the cabinet in front of the bed.
That was the only ration she had left.
This time, I don't know how long I will be locked up.
The heating in the basement had been turned off a long time ago, but fortunately, spring came very early this year, and on the only bright glass window above the head, a few tender green leaves often floated down.
Shu Jingxi was very persistent in opening a flower shop of her own after she became an adult.
But when exactly did you want to have a flower shop?
It should be that day.
A gust of late spring breeze blows a yellowed gardenia petal into the slit of the skylight. ——The piece of withered and half-rotted petals brought the hungry comfort and great shock.
It is fragrant!That ray of fragrance was refreshing, accompanied by fresh and sweet air rushing into the nasal cavity to comfort her dirty lungs.
It turns out that there is such a good smell in the world!
It turns out that what "they" said about "uncle gave you something to smell" is all fake!
Those smelly and ugly things are not delicious!
It turns out that smelling fragrance is such a pleasant experience!
It was a bright color in despair, and also the first unforgettable fragrance in Shu Jingxi's life.
It's a pity that as long as the beautiful flowers are stuck in the mud, there will always be a day when they will rot.
Shu Jingxi, who had been hungry all night, was dizzy and dizzy, and she decided to eat the half of the biscuit at dawn.
The rats were whispering in the room, and the lively little movement made her feel less lonely. She smiled and talked to her friend: "What are you talking about?"
"Squeak-"
"Are you asking me what my favorite food is?"
“Noodles are my favorite, with a little vegetable in them, and sausages are perfect!”
Shu Jingxi pouted: "But I hope they will dice the sausage, otherwise its original shape always makes me sick. How about you? What do you like to eat?"
"Squeak-"
"Haha, you mean you like vegetables?"
She fantasized about the content of the conversation, and thought seriously with a little distress: "Well, but there are few vegetables and fruits, and the last time I ate apples was three months ago! They will bring me some vitamins, which are very sour , but I have to eat, otherwise I will get sick. If I’m sick, I can’t sleep with them! Hehe, I really want to be sick, because it’s too painful to sleep with them!”
"Squeak-"
"Huh? Are you telling me not to sleep all the time? What else can I do here if I don't sleep?" Shu Jingxi sighed a little frustrated: "I always don't perform well enough. They put my The books are all confiscated. The one you gnawed was the last one I had. Ah! By the way, last time, Uncle Bei said he would buy me a new TV—”
Shu Jingxi had a TV before, and watching TV was a very happy thing for her.But the TV broke a few months ago and can no longer receive a signal.
Peron promised her to buy her a new one.
He was the one who treated her the best among these people, and he was also the one who bought the fairy tale book that was eaten by mice.But he's been too busy recently, and Shu Jingxi hasn't seen him for a few days.
"Squeak-"
"Huh? Are you telling me not to lie down anymore and get up and watch TV? Yes, even though there are only snowflakes, it's better than lying dry!" Shu Jingxi happily got up from the bed, and decided to watch the movie with only snowflakes for a while TV to pass the time.
She stepped barefoot on the floor and tiptoed to turn on the light.
The scene in front of her made her smile freeze.
Three or four mice jumped down from the bedside table, the ground and the table were covered with biscuit crumbs, and the torn pieces of wrapping paper were trampled by the fleeing thieves.
They weren't talking to her at all!
They were discussing in whispers how to steal more from her!
This is her only ration!
Tears welled up from Shu Jingxi, she stepped on the slowest thief fiercely, and picked it upside down regardless of its struggle.
"Why are you doing this to me!" She questioned from a distance, to the mouse, and to all the thieves who stole happiness from her!
The desperate violence broke through the shell of kindness, making a clear and crisp sound.It was the scream of a mouse being thrown to the ground.
With a cold face, Shu Jingxi stepped on its furry body with bare feet.
The stubborn little thing writhed violently, and finally was overwhelmed, and let out a sharp "squeak--".
Bright red blood flowed from under the tender white soles.
Shu Jingxi felt a pain in her heart, followed by an eternal frozen numbness.
The dying look of the creature reminded her of herself.
Thinking of the first time she slept with "them", she also struggled ignorantly but instinctively like this.
The tall body was pressed down from above, and it was very painful, and the chest was squeezed so that I couldn't breathe.
After that night, the sheets were also dripping red like this.
It turned out that it was the color of the passing of life.
very beautiful.
Such lively red is better than the cold black in the basement.
Shu Jingxi wiped away her tears, and stuffed the counted money back into the box.
Veron called her and asked about Li Zhiwu's recent performance.She answered exactly.
Veron praised her: "What a good boy."
There were still tears in her eyes, but there was a slight smile on her face, as if she had really become an innocent child who felt happy when adults praised her.
At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhou Kai called her.
Shu Jingxi was chatting with Han Ersu, and she began to feel very impatient with this girl who kept chattering and refused to die.But thinking of the huge profits she brought her, she decided to deal with it for a while before getting the painting.
"Is there a problem?"
Zhou Kai's voice was very low: "Is it convenient for you to speak?"
Shu Jingxi stood up, passed Li Zhiwu who was gambling online, and walked out of the flower shop.
"Go ahead."
"That painting came back early." Zhou Kai's voice was cold: "Mr. Wang asked me to notify you to come and pick it up."
Shu Jingxi frowned: "Why didn't you send it to me?"
Zhou Kai sneered: "I haven't seen anyone who has been blackmailed, but also provides door-to-door service."
Shu Jingxi didn't find it funny, and her voice became a little harsher: "Now, I have the final say!"
Zhou Kai was silent for a while, and finally backed down: "Okay, tell me a place. I'll send it to you."
Shu Jingxi gave an address, then hung up the phone.
"Brother Wu, lend me your car, I'm going out for a while."
Li Zhiwu was lucky and didn't take his eyes off the screen.
"Go back quickly."
Shu Jingxi drove his Audi out the door.My heart is filled with the joy of being about to acquire a huge amount of property.
She was so happy that she didn't notice that a black Volkswagen, which had been parked in front of the flower shop all day, slowly drove away from the roadside, and followed her not too far away.
Those delicate, childlike girlish voices made him feel like he was back in the past.Back when he was young and strong, the budding moan was like a hand gently stroking the eardrum, wiping it over and brushing it over, making his heart palpitate.
Twenty years ago, raising exclusive "adopted daughters" and "adopted sons" was not popular yet.And godfather is still purely a neutral term of address.
At that time, Veron and some friends who also liked immature bodies decided to "eat out" together.
And Kang Ren is the "private canteen" jointly funded and established by them.
All kinds of children were locked in the small basement in different categories.
Most of them are helpless orphans, no relatives, no friends, even if they die quietly, no one will ask questions.
Young children are held in captivity without dignity.Like animals that have lost their freedom, they are waiting for the fortune of investors who will be happy at any time.
It is not surprising that strange things happen on certain occasions.
The reason why Veron and his party chose Kang Ren was to take advantage of this.
After all, no one is going to call the police because of strange noises in a mental hospital.
Those screams that were so sharp and distorted because of fear always sounded intermittently in the middle of the night.
They are high-pitched or hoarse, mixed with crying screams, or mixed with pleasant low laughter.They lingered in Kangren's cold and humid air, like wandering ghosts.
Childish cries slid over the eardrums of these "philanthropists" like velvet.It has greatly pleased these men who choose to "eat in".
They claim to have "dark poetry", and use this as an excuse to enjoy the children's bodies unscrupulously, and then devour those young and fresh souls in one gulp.
This is the misty land of desire, and also the lonely city of tears.
These children who have been stripped of their dignity by older men who are enough to be their fathers or even grandfathers grow up here quietly.
Perhaps one day, they will be rejected by those patrons who only like to pick fresh and tender seedlings because they grow big enough.
As long as they are alive, they will be able to escape from Kang Ren one day.
However, children who have lived in the basement for several years or even decades with difficulty distinguishing between day and night will never be able to really get out of there throughout their lives.
And Shu Jingxi is one of them.
The "philanthropist" who helped her grow up was the rapist who took everything away.
Veron was also one of her most important patrons.
They locked her in the basement, which was as dark as a pool of mud.
Only Veron always coaxed when he possessed her: "Look, you are blooming in my palm."
There are flowers there?
The basement had a low ceiling, the same brownish-red color as the rough fingers of the strange man above.
Following the rising and falling waves on her body, the ten-year-old Shu Jingxi opened her eyes amidst the bumps.
She was in so much pain that she tried to distract herself by doing something else.
She turned her face and silently greeted the spider in the corner who was busy spinning its web, which was one of her best friends.
In addition to "them" staying overnight at any time, another living creature she saw was a mouse.It crawled out along the sewer pipe and dug a hole in the west wall.
Shu Jingxi held her own plate and gave it half a piece of bread.The childish little girl tries to befriend the furry little guy.
She is so lonely.She really hopes that someone can talk to her.
But the mouse ate all the bread she had saved, but had no real intention of being friends with her.It beckoned friends, and within a week brought two or three other relatives and friends.They worked together to destroy Shu Jingxi's only book of fairy tales.And squeaking and scurrying around in her sleep.
Shu Jingxi hugged her beloved fairy tale book with tears in her eyes, and sadly persuaded herself not to complain.
Among friends, there is always one party who has to pay more.
Two months later, these uninvited friends gave birth to a litter of mice on her property without authorization.The little flesh-pink lives haven't opened their eyes yet, they gather together and babble.
Shu Jingxi was reprimanded by the picky benefactor because she was distracted by staring at the spider.She didn't behave well in bed, and she was locked up because she wasn't devoted enough.
So far, she has not received new food for three days.
The little girl is growing up, no matter how much she saves, there is only the last piece of a large bag of compressed biscuits left today.
With a growling stomach, Shu Jingxi thought of the nest of little mice in the cave. She held the biscuit in her hand hesitantly, and finally broke more than half of it and placed it at the door of the mouse cave.
The remaining half was carefully wrapped in a paper bag and hidden in the cabinet in front of the bed.
That was the only ration she had left.
This time, I don't know how long I will be locked up.
The heating in the basement had been turned off a long time ago, but fortunately, spring came very early this year, and on the only bright glass window above the head, a few tender green leaves often floated down.
Shu Jingxi was very persistent in opening a flower shop of her own after she became an adult.
But when exactly did you want to have a flower shop?
It should be that day.
A gust of late spring breeze blows a yellowed gardenia petal into the slit of the skylight. ——The piece of withered and half-rotted petals brought the hungry comfort and great shock.
It is fragrant!That ray of fragrance was refreshing, accompanied by fresh and sweet air rushing into the nasal cavity to comfort her dirty lungs.
It turns out that there is such a good smell in the world!
It turns out that what "they" said about "uncle gave you something to smell" is all fake!
Those smelly and ugly things are not delicious!
It turns out that smelling fragrance is such a pleasant experience!
It was a bright color in despair, and also the first unforgettable fragrance in Shu Jingxi's life.
It's a pity that as long as the beautiful flowers are stuck in the mud, there will always be a day when they will rot.
Shu Jingxi, who had been hungry all night, was dizzy and dizzy, and she decided to eat the half of the biscuit at dawn.
The rats were whispering in the room, and the lively little movement made her feel less lonely. She smiled and talked to her friend: "What are you talking about?"
"Squeak-"
"Are you asking me what my favorite food is?"
“Noodles are my favorite, with a little vegetable in them, and sausages are perfect!”
Shu Jingxi pouted: "But I hope they will dice the sausage, otherwise its original shape always makes me sick. How about you? What do you like to eat?"
"Squeak-"
"Haha, you mean you like vegetables?"
She fantasized about the content of the conversation, and thought seriously with a little distress: "Well, but there are few vegetables and fruits, and the last time I ate apples was three months ago! They will bring me some vitamins, which are very sour , but I have to eat, otherwise I will get sick. If I’m sick, I can’t sleep with them! Hehe, I really want to be sick, because it’s too painful to sleep with them!”
"Squeak-"
"Huh? Are you telling me not to sleep all the time? What else can I do here if I don't sleep?" Shu Jingxi sighed a little frustrated: "I always don't perform well enough. They put my The books are all confiscated. The one you gnawed was the last one I had. Ah! By the way, last time, Uncle Bei said he would buy me a new TV—”
Shu Jingxi had a TV before, and watching TV was a very happy thing for her.But the TV broke a few months ago and can no longer receive a signal.
Peron promised her to buy her a new one.
He was the one who treated her the best among these people, and he was also the one who bought the fairy tale book that was eaten by mice.But he's been too busy recently, and Shu Jingxi hasn't seen him for a few days.
"Squeak-"
"Huh? Are you telling me not to lie down anymore and get up and watch TV? Yes, even though there are only snowflakes, it's better than lying dry!" Shu Jingxi happily got up from the bed, and decided to watch the movie with only snowflakes for a while TV to pass the time.
She stepped barefoot on the floor and tiptoed to turn on the light.
The scene in front of her made her smile freeze.
Three or four mice jumped down from the bedside table, the ground and the table were covered with biscuit crumbs, and the torn pieces of wrapping paper were trampled by the fleeing thieves.
They weren't talking to her at all!
They were discussing in whispers how to steal more from her!
This is her only ration!
Tears welled up from Shu Jingxi, she stepped on the slowest thief fiercely, and picked it upside down regardless of its struggle.
"Why are you doing this to me!" She questioned from a distance, to the mouse, and to all the thieves who stole happiness from her!
The desperate violence broke through the shell of kindness, making a clear and crisp sound.It was the scream of a mouse being thrown to the ground.
With a cold face, Shu Jingxi stepped on its furry body with bare feet.
The stubborn little thing writhed violently, and finally was overwhelmed, and let out a sharp "squeak--".
Bright red blood flowed from under the tender white soles.
Shu Jingxi felt a pain in her heart, followed by an eternal frozen numbness.
The dying look of the creature reminded her of herself.
Thinking of the first time she slept with "them", she also struggled ignorantly but instinctively like this.
The tall body was pressed down from above, and it was very painful, and the chest was squeezed so that I couldn't breathe.
After that night, the sheets were also dripping red like this.
It turned out that it was the color of the passing of life.
very beautiful.
Such lively red is better than the cold black in the basement.
Shu Jingxi wiped away her tears, and stuffed the counted money back into the box.
Veron called her and asked about Li Zhiwu's recent performance.She answered exactly.
Veron praised her: "What a good boy."
There were still tears in her eyes, but there was a slight smile on her face, as if she had really become an innocent child who felt happy when adults praised her.
At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Zhou Kai called her.
Shu Jingxi was chatting with Han Ersu, and she began to feel very impatient with this girl who kept chattering and refused to die.But thinking of the huge profits she brought her, she decided to deal with it for a while before getting the painting.
"Is there a problem?"
Zhou Kai's voice was very low: "Is it convenient for you to speak?"
Shu Jingxi stood up, passed Li Zhiwu who was gambling online, and walked out of the flower shop.
"Go ahead."
"That painting came back early." Zhou Kai's voice was cold: "Mr. Wang asked me to notify you to come and pick it up."
Shu Jingxi frowned: "Why didn't you send it to me?"
Zhou Kai sneered: "I haven't seen anyone who has been blackmailed, but also provides door-to-door service."
Shu Jingxi didn't find it funny, and her voice became a little harsher: "Now, I have the final say!"
Zhou Kai was silent for a while, and finally backed down: "Okay, tell me a place. I'll send it to you."
Shu Jingxi gave an address, then hung up the phone.
"Brother Wu, lend me your car, I'm going out for a while."
Li Zhiwu was lucky and didn't take his eyes off the screen.
"Go back quickly."
Shu Jingxi drove his Audi out the door.My heart is filled with the joy of being about to acquire a huge amount of property.
She was so happy that she didn't notice that a black Volkswagen, which had been parked in front of the flower shop all day, slowly drove away from the roadside, and followed her not too far away.
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