I eat candy in the horror world
Chapter 57 The World of Flowers 13
Song Xi pulled a piece of toilet paper from the table to wipe his clothes, and found that the red blood drops turned dark green as they dried up.
Silk is delicate and not easy to wash, this pajamas is destined to be scrapped.
The woman cooked three dishes and one soup. She Xianhui brought three bowls of rice and greeted with a smile: "Eat it quickly, it will be cold if you don't eat it."
Song Xi fiddled with the white rice in the bowl, and then looked at the plate, it was indeed the most common meal.He buried his head in eating, chatting with the couple from time to time.
It can be seen that there is a kind of unnatural restraint hidden in the intimacy of women towards men.
Song Xi thought that the abnormality of a man's body may not be a secret in this family. The reason why he is afraid of being seen may be because he does not want to expose his ugliest side in front of his wife.
Chewing and talking make the atmosphere of 303 relaxed and peaceful.
After eating, Song Xi saw that it was still early, so he offered to help clean up together.The woman snatched the bowl from the young man's hand, "You are a guest, how can I let you do it."
Song Xi lowered his head and stacked other dirty bowls, "Why not." He moved quickly, cleaned up the wreckage of a table, and took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.
The woman had no choice but to follow in and clean up the stove.
Song Xi put the bowls and chopsticks into the pool, and while washing, turned his head to look at the hanging cabinet above his head.Holding a clean bowl in his hand, he asked, "Sister, where do you put the bowl?"
"Give it to me." The woman took it, and raised her hand to open a wall cabinet door. Song Xi saw through the crack of the door that there were many black bags piled inside.
The bag is a very common garbage bag, almost the same as the bag that the hostess of Room 208 took from the hostess of Room 104 when she asked for help. The sharp outlines inside are familiar.
What's inside?
Song Xi handed over another bowl, his eyes fixed on the cabinet door without moving.The woman noticed something, pretended to turn her head inadvertently, and saw the young man was concentrating on washing the dishes.
She exhaled imperceptibly, and the movement of setting the bowl became faster, making it impossible for people to pry into the secrets deeper in the cabinet.
After washing the dishes, Song Xi wiped his hands with a towel, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."
The woman walked him all the way to the door, said thank you several times in a row, and watched the young man turn the corner and go downstairs.
Jiang Su was waiting at the stairs on the second floor, and he could tell from the sound of footsteps that it was the person he was waiting for.
He put his hands in his pockets, looked up, and met Song Xi who was looking down.
Song Xi beckoned to him, ran down in three steps at a time, and made a silent gesture: "Let's talk when we go out."
The night fell for a long time, and the dark blue sky was dotted with a few stars.Thin clouds obscured the moon, turning the bright disk into a fuzzy ball.
Because they had dinner as an excuse, the two came out of the building openly and met Archie at the stairs on the first floor.
Archie praised the two for being helpful and helping 208 and 303 to complete the work very well. For this reason, Mr. Wang decided to give them bonuses tomorrow.
Song Xi really didn't want bad luck money, and he smiled on the surface, "Thank you very much, Mr. Wang, we will definitely work harder."
Archie was obviously very satisfied with this kind of praise and determination, and pressed his palm on Song Xi's shoulder, "Go back quickly, and be careful on the road."
Song Xi said goodbye, grabbed Jiang Su's arm and left quickly.
On the way back, he asked the boy, "Did you find anything?"
"Yes." Jiang Su said, "The host of 208 has a violent personality, and the hostess is very afraid of him." Looking at the uneven ground in front of him, he stretched out his hand and pulled the young man who was two or three fists away from him to the front of him. "Watch the road."
"Oh." Song Xi was anxious and asked, "What else?"
Jiang Su: "The male master is easy to choke on water."
After eating, the scarred man sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and instructed the hostess to make him tea.As soon as he took a sip, the man with the scar choked on the tea.
The half-swallowed water came out of the throat and flowed everywhere along the corner of the mouth.He coughed non-stop, and it was difficult to breathe, until Jiang Su left, his mouth began to bleed.
Song Xi: "...so scary."
How many normal people can choke themselves to internal bleeding?
Will the body of the man with the scar be like the male protagonist of 303, with all his internal organs turned into disgusting roots?
While speaking, the journey has already gone half way.
As they passed a field of flowers, a woman hurried across the path in front of them and into the flowers.
Song Xi remembered that face, it was the little boy's mother.
Looking at the anxious expression on her face just now, it can be seen that the child has been lost again.
"Follow me and have a look." Putting down his words, Song Xi stepped to the left.
Jiang Su followed closely, his half-drowned eyes happened to land on the swinging hand in front of him, he hesitated for a while, and he reached out to hold it.Seeing the young man looking back, he said coldly, "It won't be easy for her to find you."
Song Xi suddenly realized and continued to move forward.
Half of the flowers in this flower field have been harvested, and the two of them were forced to stop before walking far, and hid in the edge to observe the front.
Sure enough, the child ran out again privately, sitting on the soft soil without flowers and plants, holding a Barbie doll in one hand, and digging the ground with a rock in the other.
The woman panted heavily with her hips on her hips, and cursed: "Why did you run out again! Ever since you were brought out by that goddamn temporary worker that day, your heart has become wild and you don't listen to your mother. Lingling, you are such a mother! It will be sad."
"Uncle is back." The little boy smiled and raised his head, "Will Dad come back?"
The woman's eyes were in a daze, she touched the child's face, and said bitterly: "It will, it should be soon." She turned her face away and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said to herself with a cold face, "This time I will come soon The workers are too careful, and they don’t know when someone will make another mistake.”
Song Xi: "..."
The child's hands were dirty, and he buried the Barbie doll in the soil, and then stood on it and stomped his feet vigorously.It seemed that it was not enough, so he jumped up vigorously, trampling the soil below firmly.
The woman was a little annoyed at his behavior: "Why is it buried in again! It's so annoying, it's dirty, get it out quickly."
"I don't, I don't, I want to hide it, hide it..." The little boy began to cry as he spoke, but he seemed to be afraid of his mother, and he dug up the dirt with both hands in aggrieved manner.
His fingertips probably scratched a stone, and Song Xi saw his nails fall off, falling to the ground with blood and flesh.
The woman was terrified, and distressedly pinched the boy's hand and blew it with her mouth.
The boy's fingertips were bloody red, and the blood gushed out like money. The woman panicked, "It's my mother's fault. Mom shouldn't let you dig it. You stand aside and I'll do it."
She pushed her son aside, as if forgetting about the bleeding from his fingertips, she knelt on the ground and raised her hand to dig out the Barbie doll.
The doll was thrown into the arms of the child, and the woman couldn't help complaining again: "Why do you always bury it in the soil? Just bury it after it's buried, and you have to take it out again. It's so dirty, it's disgusting." .”
The child didn't hear the words, his fingers began to heal, the blood turned dark green, and he gently played with the Barbie doll's hair with his fingers.
Song Xi covered his mouth in surprise, uncertain.
Judging from the discolored blood, the boy seemed to have been killed and buried in the soil.Unlike the two men I've seen before, this child's IQ is obviously questionable, and he doesn't know pain.
When Song Xi looked over again, the child had already been pulled back forcefully by the woman.His gaze slid down from the back of the opponent and stopped below.
The boy's feet were a little stiff, and he suddenly turned his head and glanced in the direction of the flowers.
Song Xi reflexively dodged back, and waited for the mother and son to leave him completely before going out, squatting in front of the pit where Barbie dolls were buried to observe.
There was the boy's freshly dried blood on the ground, the color of the blood stain was the same as that left on his clothes, and there were a few pieces of small dark green nails mixed in the soil.
It's not that boys can't play with Barbie dolls, but in most cases, boys are more inclined to play with tougher and handsome toys, such as cars and robots.
The mother and son had completely walked out of the range of flowers, and the Barbie doll was tightly held by the little boy. Song Xi saw that he seemed to be pityful, and kissed the doll's hair.
"What mistakes did you say he made? He will be judged at such a young age." Song Xi asked in a low voice.
Jiang Su shook his head, looked around, "Leave here first."
The flower field in the middle of the night is a bit creepy, maybe this field has also been nourished by the ashes, even if the moonlight is dim tonight, the flowers are still so bright and swaying with the wind, like ghosts floating without roots.
In the residence of the temporary workers, there was the sound of wailing in a room.
Uncle Su's wooden house was brightly lit, and several people gathered inside, looking worriedly at the old man lying on the bed.
Archie is an indifferent flower farmer. He doesn't care whether your physical ability and fitness can complete the work smoothly. He is only responsible for assigning tasks with his mouth.
So, for a whole afternoon, Han Xianfeng and Uncle Su helped the florists move the pots with fresh flowers.
Han Xianfeng was in the prime of his life, and physical work would at most make him physically tired, but Uncle Su couldn't do it anymore. After finishing the busy work, his waist couldn't straighten up, and he twitched in pain whenever he moved.
It's all a team, so we can't just ignore it.Han Xianfeng volunteered to rub the muscles on the side of the waist for Uncle Su enduring his exhaustion.
Shen Tingyu herself didn't want to move, so she kicked Cheng Yaya, "Aren't you virtuous and well-behaved, go get someone a basin of hot water for a hot compress."
Cheng Yaya bit her lip, "I'll be right back."
She had to go to the water room to fetch hot water, she agreed, but she was actually very scared in her heart.But she didn't expect to meet Song Xi at the door, Cheng Yaya happily said: "Song Xi, you are back!"
Song Xi heard the screams coming from the house and asked, "What's wrong with Uncle Su?"
"It might be a sprained muscle." She clenched her timid hands tightly and looked at the young man expectantly with moist eyes, "Brother Xiao Song, can you accompany me to the water room? I want to help Uncle Su get some hot water." Hot compresses, but I'm so scared."
"He's not your brother." Jiang Su stood between the two like a tall city wall, looked at the girl coldly and said, "Go by yourself, my brother has been tired all day and needs to rest."
Cheng Yaya's face was flushed red, "I, I was not thoughtful, I'm sorry."
Probably because she felt embarrassed by being swept away, she mumbled "I'm leaving", then trotted away with her head down.
Song Xi saw her go back to her room and take out a basin, and looked this way again in fear.
In the room, Uncle Su's face was pale with pain, and he couldn't help saying to Han Xianfeng, "Take it easy, take it easy."
Song Xi went in, watched for a moment and volunteered, "I'll do it."
Han Xianfeng couldn't wait for it, he shook his hands and got off the bed immediately.
Uncle Su looked at the young man with a pale face, and said worriedly: "Xiao Song, can you do it?"
"A little bit." Song Xi said, "Sometimes filming has bumps and bumps, so I learned two tricks while the master was giving me a massage."
Jiang Su pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes fixed on the young man.
Han Xianfeng crossed his arms and asked him, "What about your brother?"
"No." He denied it with his mouth, but his eyes did not move away.
Han Xianfeng sneered, pressed his shoulders and started to move.
Song Xi's massage technique was moderate in strength, and Uncle Su's wrinkled bitter face quickly turned into a state of enjoyment.From time to time, there are two words of praise in his mouth.
Half an hour later, Song Xi got off the bed shaking his sore hands, "A little more heat should be enough."
After the words fell, everyone realized later that Cheng Yaya hadn't come back.
Everyone looked at each other, and the grandma who was at the door turned around and went out, running all the way to the water room, and found that Cheng Yaya was safe and sound, holding the empty water basin, standing motionless on the ground.
He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What are you doing standing here? Everyone is waiting for you to bring water back."
Cheng Yaya's eyes were swollen from crying, "I, I dare not go in, I'm afraid."
Grandma took the basin speechlessly, and a basin of hot water came out in half a minute.Cheng Yaya wiped her tears and followed behind. As soon as she entered the door, she heard Shen Tingyu's sarcasm.
"That's enough." Grandma Hui was annoyed when she heard that, and frowned, "Can't you accumulate some virtue for yourself?"
"Yeah, pretend I didn't say anything." Shen Tingyu rolled her eyes, "You just wait to be dragged down to death by her, anyway, it's not my life that was lost."
"You!" Grandma was frustrated, because of the principle that a good man should not fight with a woman, she couldn't swear anything too much.
Cheng Yaya said softly, "Don't quarrel because of me."
Song Xi's teeth became sore when he heard that, and he took his little friend through between the two and returned to his cabin.
As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Su's muffled voice came from behind: "Do you think I am too fierce to her?"
Song Xi didn't react for a while: "Who?"
"That girl." Jiang Su frowned slightly, thinking of Cheng Yaya's sticky tone and eyes, he felt uncomfortable all over, and felt a sense of crisis that his brother would be snatched away.
This feeling came quickly and was very light, and it turned into angry words in an instant.By the time he realized what he had said, it was too late.Jiang Su felt a little regretful, thinking that she seemed rude, fierce and unlovable.
Song Xi snorted, "Did you say Cheng Yaya? No." He felt it when he was massaging Uncle Su before, and the young man kept staring at himself.
After a long time, it turned out to be because of this.
He looked into Jiang Su's eyes and said seriously: "If you really do something that I don't like, I will definitely tell you in person. If there are any conflicts or opinions, we can discuss them." After thinking for a while , continued, "It's the same with you, I have something that I didn't do well, you can tell me directly, I won't be angry."
Jiang Su stared blankly at the pair of eyes on the opposite side, which contained sincerity and infinite tolerance, rushing into the heart like a violent flood, making people feel at a loss, flustered, and had an urge to grab it.
"Song Xi, you are a very good person."
So good it makes one want to get closer.
Suddenly got the good person card, Song Xi was stunned for two seconds, laughed out loud, pushed the boy to the corner, took the basin to the bathroom to take a bath.
Mentally prepared in advance, when he entered the bathhouse again, Song Xi's heart and face were completely calm.
Even if the lights are off and the fans are running, there is still nothing to do.
Rather, these visions interspersed with the bathing process reminded him of Cuntou's ashes.For some reason, he suddenly worried that the ashes might not be there.
Pulling off the towel above his head, Song Xi went to the wooden house where Han Xianfeng lived.
The room was dark, and as the lights came on, Song Xi quickly saw the whole picture inside.He remembered that Han Xianfeng said that the urn was placed on the cabinet, but now, there is nothing there.
"Brother Han!" Song Xi shouted diagonally across the window, "Have you moved the pot?"
"No." Realizing that something might have happened, Han Xianfeng immediately returned to the long-lost wooden house, only to find that the urn was missing.
As if in disbelief, he turned over the head of the bed, "It's gone, how could it be gone?!"
Song Xi's face darkened slightly, remembering the frank admission of the male protagonist in Room 303.
"It was taken away and buried."
Han Xianfeng turned around and left.
The rest of the people also ran over when they heard the movement, leaving Uncle Su alone in the wooden house.
Shen Tingyu looked at the back of the far away, with dark eyes, and said decisively, "Follow up, it's midnight, he's not safe alone."
Han Xianfeng didn't see with his own eyes which flower field the person crawled out from. He stopped at the entrance of the cafeteria, and when Song Xi came up to him, he asked, "Do you remember the exact location?"
"Remember." Song Xi said, "Come with me."
He led the crowd across the flower field to the flower field where the male owner of No. 303 was found.
The flowers in the flower field are particularly gorgeous, and the purple-blue petals are fluttering with the breeze.Song Xi searched around, but found no burial traces of the ashes, but in another field not far away, there were two figures running away in a hurry.
"Go over there and have a look." Song Xi dropped the words and ran over, and as expected, he saw some off-white powder in the dirt.
Thinking of the two people passing by in a hurry, Song Xi felt uneasy, so he squatted down and asked Jiang Su to find a wooden stick.
The stick is very long, you only need to hold one end, and you can use your strength to turn up the soil below.
Han Xianfeng felt that Song Xi was slow, so he grabbed the wooden stick and thrust it into the mud roughly.More and more off-white substances were turned up from the soil to the surface.
"Tsk." He threw away the stick anxiously, and scraped the dirt with his hands.
The thick layers of soil had been gouged away, exposing the piled-up powder underneath.Horrified, he sat down on the ground and said with a trembling voice, "It's Fang Xiaole's ashes! It must be his ashes!"
"Hmm." Song Xi finally found out that the urn had been discarded on the ridge of another flower field.
The rest stood a few steps away to observe the situation. Shen Tingyu touched the goosebumps caused by the cool wind, frowned and said, "Will Fang Xiaole be resurrected? If so, he will definitely come back to us. What shall we do then?" Face him?"
A man who seldom said anything said, "Take out the ashes and put them in a jar, find a place to throw them away."
Han Xianfeng didn't know why he ran out, maybe it was to verify Song Xi's guess, or maybe it was just out of curiosity.After listening to everyone's words, he slowly calmed down.
Rubbing his face, he said: "Song..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, a terrified expression appeared on his face.
"Ash, what about the ashes..." Han Xianfeng's lips moved, and he raised his fingers tremblingly, pointing to the pit covered with ashes in front of his toes.
Song Xi looked over, and the ashes of what should have been dead objects flowed out of the pit like flowing water!
Silk is delicate and not easy to wash, this pajamas is destined to be scrapped.
The woman cooked three dishes and one soup. She Xianhui brought three bowls of rice and greeted with a smile: "Eat it quickly, it will be cold if you don't eat it."
Song Xi fiddled with the white rice in the bowl, and then looked at the plate, it was indeed the most common meal.He buried his head in eating, chatting with the couple from time to time.
It can be seen that there is a kind of unnatural restraint hidden in the intimacy of women towards men.
Song Xi thought that the abnormality of a man's body may not be a secret in this family. The reason why he is afraid of being seen may be because he does not want to expose his ugliest side in front of his wife.
Chewing and talking make the atmosphere of 303 relaxed and peaceful.
After eating, Song Xi saw that it was still early, so he offered to help clean up together.The woman snatched the bowl from the young man's hand, "You are a guest, how can I let you do it."
Song Xi lowered his head and stacked other dirty bowls, "Why not." He moved quickly, cleaned up the wreckage of a table, and took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.
The woman had no choice but to follow in and clean up the stove.
Song Xi put the bowls and chopsticks into the pool, and while washing, turned his head to look at the hanging cabinet above his head.Holding a clean bowl in his hand, he asked, "Sister, where do you put the bowl?"
"Give it to me." The woman took it, and raised her hand to open a wall cabinet door. Song Xi saw through the crack of the door that there were many black bags piled inside.
The bag is a very common garbage bag, almost the same as the bag that the hostess of Room 208 took from the hostess of Room 104 when she asked for help. The sharp outlines inside are familiar.
What's inside?
Song Xi handed over another bowl, his eyes fixed on the cabinet door without moving.The woman noticed something, pretended to turn her head inadvertently, and saw the young man was concentrating on washing the dishes.
She exhaled imperceptibly, and the movement of setting the bowl became faster, making it impossible for people to pry into the secrets deeper in the cabinet.
After washing the dishes, Song Xi wiped his hands with a towel, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."
The woman walked him all the way to the door, said thank you several times in a row, and watched the young man turn the corner and go downstairs.
Jiang Su was waiting at the stairs on the second floor, and he could tell from the sound of footsteps that it was the person he was waiting for.
He put his hands in his pockets, looked up, and met Song Xi who was looking down.
Song Xi beckoned to him, ran down in three steps at a time, and made a silent gesture: "Let's talk when we go out."
The night fell for a long time, and the dark blue sky was dotted with a few stars.Thin clouds obscured the moon, turning the bright disk into a fuzzy ball.
Because they had dinner as an excuse, the two came out of the building openly and met Archie at the stairs on the first floor.
Archie praised the two for being helpful and helping 208 and 303 to complete the work very well. For this reason, Mr. Wang decided to give them bonuses tomorrow.
Song Xi really didn't want bad luck money, and he smiled on the surface, "Thank you very much, Mr. Wang, we will definitely work harder."
Archie was obviously very satisfied with this kind of praise and determination, and pressed his palm on Song Xi's shoulder, "Go back quickly, and be careful on the road."
Song Xi said goodbye, grabbed Jiang Su's arm and left quickly.
On the way back, he asked the boy, "Did you find anything?"
"Yes." Jiang Su said, "The host of 208 has a violent personality, and the hostess is very afraid of him." Looking at the uneven ground in front of him, he stretched out his hand and pulled the young man who was two or three fists away from him to the front of him. "Watch the road."
"Oh." Song Xi was anxious and asked, "What else?"
Jiang Su: "The male master is easy to choke on water."
After eating, the scarred man sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and instructed the hostess to make him tea.As soon as he took a sip, the man with the scar choked on the tea.
The half-swallowed water came out of the throat and flowed everywhere along the corner of the mouth.He coughed non-stop, and it was difficult to breathe, until Jiang Su left, his mouth began to bleed.
Song Xi: "...so scary."
How many normal people can choke themselves to internal bleeding?
Will the body of the man with the scar be like the male protagonist of 303, with all his internal organs turned into disgusting roots?
While speaking, the journey has already gone half way.
As they passed a field of flowers, a woman hurried across the path in front of them and into the flowers.
Song Xi remembered that face, it was the little boy's mother.
Looking at the anxious expression on her face just now, it can be seen that the child has been lost again.
"Follow me and have a look." Putting down his words, Song Xi stepped to the left.
Jiang Su followed closely, his half-drowned eyes happened to land on the swinging hand in front of him, he hesitated for a while, and he reached out to hold it.Seeing the young man looking back, he said coldly, "It won't be easy for her to find you."
Song Xi suddenly realized and continued to move forward.
Half of the flowers in this flower field have been harvested, and the two of them were forced to stop before walking far, and hid in the edge to observe the front.
Sure enough, the child ran out again privately, sitting on the soft soil without flowers and plants, holding a Barbie doll in one hand, and digging the ground with a rock in the other.
The woman panted heavily with her hips on her hips, and cursed: "Why did you run out again! Ever since you were brought out by that goddamn temporary worker that day, your heart has become wild and you don't listen to your mother. Lingling, you are such a mother! It will be sad."
"Uncle is back." The little boy smiled and raised his head, "Will Dad come back?"
The woman's eyes were in a daze, she touched the child's face, and said bitterly: "It will, it should be soon." She turned her face away and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said to herself with a cold face, "This time I will come soon The workers are too careful, and they don’t know when someone will make another mistake.”
Song Xi: "..."
The child's hands were dirty, and he buried the Barbie doll in the soil, and then stood on it and stomped his feet vigorously.It seemed that it was not enough, so he jumped up vigorously, trampling the soil below firmly.
The woman was a little annoyed at his behavior: "Why is it buried in again! It's so annoying, it's dirty, get it out quickly."
"I don't, I don't, I want to hide it, hide it..." The little boy began to cry as he spoke, but he seemed to be afraid of his mother, and he dug up the dirt with both hands in aggrieved manner.
His fingertips probably scratched a stone, and Song Xi saw his nails fall off, falling to the ground with blood and flesh.
The woman was terrified, and distressedly pinched the boy's hand and blew it with her mouth.
The boy's fingertips were bloody red, and the blood gushed out like money. The woman panicked, "It's my mother's fault. Mom shouldn't let you dig it. You stand aside and I'll do it."
She pushed her son aside, as if forgetting about the bleeding from his fingertips, she knelt on the ground and raised her hand to dig out the Barbie doll.
The doll was thrown into the arms of the child, and the woman couldn't help complaining again: "Why do you always bury it in the soil? Just bury it after it's buried, and you have to take it out again. It's so dirty, it's disgusting." .”
The child didn't hear the words, his fingers began to heal, the blood turned dark green, and he gently played with the Barbie doll's hair with his fingers.
Song Xi covered his mouth in surprise, uncertain.
Judging from the discolored blood, the boy seemed to have been killed and buried in the soil.Unlike the two men I've seen before, this child's IQ is obviously questionable, and he doesn't know pain.
When Song Xi looked over again, the child had already been pulled back forcefully by the woman.His gaze slid down from the back of the opponent and stopped below.
The boy's feet were a little stiff, and he suddenly turned his head and glanced in the direction of the flowers.
Song Xi reflexively dodged back, and waited for the mother and son to leave him completely before going out, squatting in front of the pit where Barbie dolls were buried to observe.
There was the boy's freshly dried blood on the ground, the color of the blood stain was the same as that left on his clothes, and there were a few pieces of small dark green nails mixed in the soil.
It's not that boys can't play with Barbie dolls, but in most cases, boys are more inclined to play with tougher and handsome toys, such as cars and robots.
The mother and son had completely walked out of the range of flowers, and the Barbie doll was tightly held by the little boy. Song Xi saw that he seemed to be pityful, and kissed the doll's hair.
"What mistakes did you say he made? He will be judged at such a young age." Song Xi asked in a low voice.
Jiang Su shook his head, looked around, "Leave here first."
The flower field in the middle of the night is a bit creepy, maybe this field has also been nourished by the ashes, even if the moonlight is dim tonight, the flowers are still so bright and swaying with the wind, like ghosts floating without roots.
In the residence of the temporary workers, there was the sound of wailing in a room.
Uncle Su's wooden house was brightly lit, and several people gathered inside, looking worriedly at the old man lying on the bed.
Archie is an indifferent flower farmer. He doesn't care whether your physical ability and fitness can complete the work smoothly. He is only responsible for assigning tasks with his mouth.
So, for a whole afternoon, Han Xianfeng and Uncle Su helped the florists move the pots with fresh flowers.
Han Xianfeng was in the prime of his life, and physical work would at most make him physically tired, but Uncle Su couldn't do it anymore. After finishing the busy work, his waist couldn't straighten up, and he twitched in pain whenever he moved.
It's all a team, so we can't just ignore it.Han Xianfeng volunteered to rub the muscles on the side of the waist for Uncle Su enduring his exhaustion.
Shen Tingyu herself didn't want to move, so she kicked Cheng Yaya, "Aren't you virtuous and well-behaved, go get someone a basin of hot water for a hot compress."
Cheng Yaya bit her lip, "I'll be right back."
She had to go to the water room to fetch hot water, she agreed, but she was actually very scared in her heart.But she didn't expect to meet Song Xi at the door, Cheng Yaya happily said: "Song Xi, you are back!"
Song Xi heard the screams coming from the house and asked, "What's wrong with Uncle Su?"
"It might be a sprained muscle." She clenched her timid hands tightly and looked at the young man expectantly with moist eyes, "Brother Xiao Song, can you accompany me to the water room? I want to help Uncle Su get some hot water." Hot compresses, but I'm so scared."
"He's not your brother." Jiang Su stood between the two like a tall city wall, looked at the girl coldly and said, "Go by yourself, my brother has been tired all day and needs to rest."
Cheng Yaya's face was flushed red, "I, I was not thoughtful, I'm sorry."
Probably because she felt embarrassed by being swept away, she mumbled "I'm leaving", then trotted away with her head down.
Song Xi saw her go back to her room and take out a basin, and looked this way again in fear.
In the room, Uncle Su's face was pale with pain, and he couldn't help saying to Han Xianfeng, "Take it easy, take it easy."
Song Xi went in, watched for a moment and volunteered, "I'll do it."
Han Xianfeng couldn't wait for it, he shook his hands and got off the bed immediately.
Uncle Su looked at the young man with a pale face, and said worriedly: "Xiao Song, can you do it?"
"A little bit." Song Xi said, "Sometimes filming has bumps and bumps, so I learned two tricks while the master was giving me a massage."
Jiang Su pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes fixed on the young man.
Han Xianfeng crossed his arms and asked him, "What about your brother?"
"No." He denied it with his mouth, but his eyes did not move away.
Han Xianfeng sneered, pressed his shoulders and started to move.
Song Xi's massage technique was moderate in strength, and Uncle Su's wrinkled bitter face quickly turned into a state of enjoyment.From time to time, there are two words of praise in his mouth.
Half an hour later, Song Xi got off the bed shaking his sore hands, "A little more heat should be enough."
After the words fell, everyone realized later that Cheng Yaya hadn't come back.
Everyone looked at each other, and the grandma who was at the door turned around and went out, running all the way to the water room, and found that Cheng Yaya was safe and sound, holding the empty water basin, standing motionless on the ground.
He breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What are you doing standing here? Everyone is waiting for you to bring water back."
Cheng Yaya's eyes were swollen from crying, "I, I dare not go in, I'm afraid."
Grandma took the basin speechlessly, and a basin of hot water came out in half a minute.Cheng Yaya wiped her tears and followed behind. As soon as she entered the door, she heard Shen Tingyu's sarcasm.
"That's enough." Grandma Hui was annoyed when she heard that, and frowned, "Can't you accumulate some virtue for yourself?"
"Yeah, pretend I didn't say anything." Shen Tingyu rolled her eyes, "You just wait to be dragged down to death by her, anyway, it's not my life that was lost."
"You!" Grandma was frustrated, because of the principle that a good man should not fight with a woman, she couldn't swear anything too much.
Cheng Yaya said softly, "Don't quarrel because of me."
Song Xi's teeth became sore when he heard that, and he took his little friend through between the two and returned to his cabin.
As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Su's muffled voice came from behind: "Do you think I am too fierce to her?"
Song Xi didn't react for a while: "Who?"
"That girl." Jiang Su frowned slightly, thinking of Cheng Yaya's sticky tone and eyes, he felt uncomfortable all over, and felt a sense of crisis that his brother would be snatched away.
This feeling came quickly and was very light, and it turned into angry words in an instant.By the time he realized what he had said, it was too late.Jiang Su felt a little regretful, thinking that she seemed rude, fierce and unlovable.
Song Xi snorted, "Did you say Cheng Yaya? No." He felt it when he was massaging Uncle Su before, and the young man kept staring at himself.
After a long time, it turned out to be because of this.
He looked into Jiang Su's eyes and said seriously: "If you really do something that I don't like, I will definitely tell you in person. If there are any conflicts or opinions, we can discuss them." After thinking for a while , continued, "It's the same with you, I have something that I didn't do well, you can tell me directly, I won't be angry."
Jiang Su stared blankly at the pair of eyes on the opposite side, which contained sincerity and infinite tolerance, rushing into the heart like a violent flood, making people feel at a loss, flustered, and had an urge to grab it.
"Song Xi, you are a very good person."
So good it makes one want to get closer.
Suddenly got the good person card, Song Xi was stunned for two seconds, laughed out loud, pushed the boy to the corner, took the basin to the bathroom to take a bath.
Mentally prepared in advance, when he entered the bathhouse again, Song Xi's heart and face were completely calm.
Even if the lights are off and the fans are running, there is still nothing to do.
Rather, these visions interspersed with the bathing process reminded him of Cuntou's ashes.For some reason, he suddenly worried that the ashes might not be there.
Pulling off the towel above his head, Song Xi went to the wooden house where Han Xianfeng lived.
The room was dark, and as the lights came on, Song Xi quickly saw the whole picture inside.He remembered that Han Xianfeng said that the urn was placed on the cabinet, but now, there is nothing there.
"Brother Han!" Song Xi shouted diagonally across the window, "Have you moved the pot?"
"No." Realizing that something might have happened, Han Xianfeng immediately returned to the long-lost wooden house, only to find that the urn was missing.
As if in disbelief, he turned over the head of the bed, "It's gone, how could it be gone?!"
Song Xi's face darkened slightly, remembering the frank admission of the male protagonist in Room 303.
"It was taken away and buried."
Han Xianfeng turned around and left.
The rest of the people also ran over when they heard the movement, leaving Uncle Su alone in the wooden house.
Shen Tingyu looked at the back of the far away, with dark eyes, and said decisively, "Follow up, it's midnight, he's not safe alone."
Han Xianfeng didn't see with his own eyes which flower field the person crawled out from. He stopped at the entrance of the cafeteria, and when Song Xi came up to him, he asked, "Do you remember the exact location?"
"Remember." Song Xi said, "Come with me."
He led the crowd across the flower field to the flower field where the male owner of No. 303 was found.
The flowers in the flower field are particularly gorgeous, and the purple-blue petals are fluttering with the breeze.Song Xi searched around, but found no burial traces of the ashes, but in another field not far away, there were two figures running away in a hurry.
"Go over there and have a look." Song Xi dropped the words and ran over, and as expected, he saw some off-white powder in the dirt.
Thinking of the two people passing by in a hurry, Song Xi felt uneasy, so he squatted down and asked Jiang Su to find a wooden stick.
The stick is very long, you only need to hold one end, and you can use your strength to turn up the soil below.
Han Xianfeng felt that Song Xi was slow, so he grabbed the wooden stick and thrust it into the mud roughly.More and more off-white substances were turned up from the soil to the surface.
"Tsk." He threw away the stick anxiously, and scraped the dirt with his hands.
The thick layers of soil had been gouged away, exposing the piled-up powder underneath.Horrified, he sat down on the ground and said with a trembling voice, "It's Fang Xiaole's ashes! It must be his ashes!"
"Hmm." Song Xi finally found out that the urn had been discarded on the ridge of another flower field.
The rest stood a few steps away to observe the situation. Shen Tingyu touched the goosebumps caused by the cool wind, frowned and said, "Will Fang Xiaole be resurrected? If so, he will definitely come back to us. What shall we do then?" Face him?"
A man who seldom said anything said, "Take out the ashes and put them in a jar, find a place to throw them away."
Han Xianfeng didn't know why he ran out, maybe it was to verify Song Xi's guess, or maybe it was just out of curiosity.After listening to everyone's words, he slowly calmed down.
Rubbing his face, he said: "Song..." As soon as the words came out of his mouth, a terrified expression appeared on his face.
"Ash, what about the ashes..." Han Xianfeng's lips moved, and he raised his fingers tremblingly, pointing to the pit covered with ashes in front of his toes.
Song Xi looked over, and the ashes of what should have been dead objects flowed out of the pit like flowing water!
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