Su Qingzhu (center)
Su Qingzhu stood outside the house, watching the people inside busying in and out.
The doctor came and left.
The kind-hearted people from the village who came to help stayed until late at night, gave Xiao Layue a few words of advice, and then left with a sigh.
When Su Qingzhu entered the room, little Layue was sleeping beside Lao He's bed, holding the baby in one hand, and holding her grandfather's fingers with the other hand. There were still traces of tears on her little face.
Mr. He has difficulty walking and accidentally slipped on his way home today. He is old and was unable to stand up at the time.
It was not until someone from the village passed by and found him that they carried him back. By then, he had already fallen into a coma.
The doctor brought the man back from the brink of death, but his expression was not optimistic. He said to the villagers, "Old He is old, and after going through this, I'm afraid..."
Layue didn't understand what the doctor hadn't finished saying. She just felt so scared and sad.
Lao He's painful groan suddenly woke Layue up. She watched Lao He open his eyes with difficulty, and was surprised but did not forget what the doctor said.
He went to pour some water and ran back with the medicine the doctor had left behind: "Grandpa, take the medicine..."
Old He shook his head with difficulty.
Tears welled up in Layue's eyes, and her childish voice was indescribably sad: "Only by taking medicine can the disease be cured..."
Layue carefully followed the adults' example and fed Lao He the medicine, and also did not forget to help grandpa calm down.
Old He looked at the pitiful little Layue in front of him, raised his hand with great effort to touch her little head, and said in a weak voice:
"Layue...my...little Layue, if...grandfather passes away, what will you...do?"
Layue's tears dripped down her face. "Where is Grandpa going? Can you take Layue with you?"
Lao He was breathing heavily, and it took him a while to gather enough strength to speak:
"Grandpa...maybe he's going to a...a very far place. After the twelfth lunar month...you have to learn to eat well...sleep well, live well...and try your best to live..."
After saying that, Lao He fell into sleep again in a daze. He knew his situation very well, but he still wanted to try hard to hold on.
Otherwise, Layue is still so young. If I die, how will she live?
However, Lao He ultimately could not survive and passed away within a few days.
Lao He lost his wife at an early age and had no children in his life. He only had a 7-year-old boy named Layue.
The villagers helped to take care of Lao He's funeral, and at a young age, Layue was forced to understand for the first time what life and death are.
At first, she would sit at the doorstep every day holding her doll, waiting for her grandfather who was away on a business trip to come home.
Day after day passed, but grandpa never came back.
The originally lively little Layue became more and more silent. Sometimes she wouldn't say a word the whole day and would just stare blankly at the door.
After Lao He left, kind-hearted villagers would come from time to time to look after the poor little kid.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a little worried: "Why is this kid so stunned? He doesn't say a word and can't even cry. Is he too sad and stupid?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Ah, this child is pitiful. He was abandoned by his cruel parents when he was born, and now his grandfather who depended on him for survival is gone too."
"Why!"
But no matter how much we sigh, every family has its own problems. No one has the spare money to adopt another child. It is good enough to be able to take care of the child occasionally.
The days go by.
As night fell that day, Layue, who had been squatting on the doorstep as usual but had not waited for her grandfather to come home, held the doll in her arms and cried silently.
She used her arms to wipe away the tears from her face, but she could never wipe them all away. The more she wiped, the more tears appeared.
I don’t know if it was because the tears were bullying her, but little Layue started to sob softly, and then her crying got louder and louder.
She knew that grandpa would never come back...
The moment Xiao Layue cried out, Su Qingzhu, who was not far away, suddenly looked up.
She has been looking for a way to leave this space during this period.
All known methods were ineffective in this space, so she began to focus on studying these illusory scenes.
In these scenes, she can clearly see her childhood and Grandpa He's face.
For other people, the degree of blurriness of their faces will vary depending on the depth of her memory, and those she doesn't remember at all will be a mosaic.
Su Qingzhu guessed that these illusory scenes originated from his subconscious deep in his memory.
Although the imaginary scene also presents images and conversations of her parents abandoning her that she has never remembered, this should also be related to the subconscious of the human brain.
Therefore, the solution to break the deadlock should still lie in oneself, but there is no clue yet.
But just as Xiao Layue burst into tears, she suddenly felt a heart-wrenching sadness and helplessness from the bottom of her heart.
Su Qingzhu looked blankly at the tear stains that had just been wiped from her face with her fingertips. This was not her emotion.
At this moment, the detection equipment that had been out of service for a long time suddenly responded.
Su Qingzhu looked at Xiao Layue who was still crying loudly. Could it be that the breakthrough point lies with Xiao Layue?
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A small figure was dragging a large sack and searching for something in the garbage mountain.
Suddenly, the small figure froze and then returned to normal.
On the side, Su Qingzhu was popped out again and opened the terminal to start recording. Most of the functions of this terminal were disabled, but it was still no problem to use it as a record book.
Su Qingzhu just finished recording a line of data:
[302nd fusion attempt, successful, duration 7 seconds, cumulative success count: 9]
According to the speed of time flow in this virtual space, more than a year has passed since Su Qingzhu first discovered that she and Xiao Layue could resonate emotionally.
After countless experiments, she found that as long as she and Xiao Layue were in a fusion state, she could influence this space to a certain extent.
This is also the only way Su Qingzhu has found so far to leave here.
However, the probability of success is too low and the duration is too short.
By the time Su Qingzhu finished comparing and analyzing the data from the most recent experiments, Xiao Layue was already dragging the sack and preparing to leave.
In just one year, the originally plump and fair Layue became dark and thin.
After accepting the fact that grandpa would never come back, little Layue listened to Grandpa He and ate well and slept well.
But after all, they are too young, and living without adults has become a problem.
The village chief called on the villagers to keep an eye on it from time to time, report the problem and apply for assistance.
But a year has passed and there has been no response to the report.
After all, their place is poor, and there are many similar situations. Even if they are reported, the higher-ups may not be able to take care of them.
The village had to take the lead in raising some supplies for the emergency, and with the sporadic help from neighbors, Xiao Layue managed to survive.
Little Layue rubbed his face with the back of his hand to wipe the sweat off his cheeks, and his originally gray face instantly turned into a little cat.
Layue moved the cross-body cloth bag containing the doll to her side and continued to count today's harvest.
To be honest, the harvest in the early twelfth lunar month was not much. After all, this place had already been cleared by adult scavengers, and the valuable things had already been picked up.
But she could still find some bargains and exchange some things with others.
After counting today's harvest, Xiao Layue continued to drag the sack back, and ignored the children of the same age who were playing in the village on the way.
The children would avoid it early when they saw the shadow of the twelfth lunar month.
After Old He passed away, Layue started picking up trash like Grandpa He did before, and the children in the village who used to play with her no longer played with her.
Some naughty kids always bully her, throw things at her, deliberately snatch her bottles and hit her, circle around her and taunt her as the "junk king".
I tried to avoid them at the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, but there was no point in hiding.
The more she hid, the more excited they became. More and more children came to bully her, one group after another, and it gradually became a game they never got tired of.
Until one day in the twelfth month, when she was severely bullied, she rushed up to fight with them. After that, fewer people came to bother her.
From then on, Layue no longer hid. Whenever the naughty kids came to provoke her, she would beat them. Each time she beat them, she beat them harder and harder, and gradually she gained a reputation as a fierce kid among the kids.
After that, not many naughty kids dared to mess with her, and the children in the village all avoided her.
Of course, there are exceptions.
For example, the little bully from the village who is now surrounded by three naughty kids.
This little bully was beaten up by Layue two days ago, and today he obviously brought people to take revenge.
Su Qingzhu, who was standing by, leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, watching from the side, and was distractedly thinking about how to extend the fusion time next time.
She was not worried at all that Xiao Layue couldn't handle it, after all, that's how she fought him back then, punching him one by one.
Xiao Layue didn't seem to be afraid of them because they came with bad intentions. She tied the sack skillfully and pushed it aside.
Then she looked at these four naughty kids. Except for one who was the same age as her, the other three were one or two years older than her.
Xiao Layue knew that there would be a tough battle today, but it didn’t matter. As long as he beat them hard enough and it hurt, they would not dare to mess with him for a long time.
What Xiao Larou didn't expect was that the purpose of these naughty kids today was different from before.
While the little bully was provoking Layue to attract her attention, a naughty kid attacked her from behind, pulled her to the ground and controlled her upper body.
Another naughty kid quickly ran over and held down Layue's legs, and another naughty kid pounced on him and pressed Layue down so that he couldn't move.
When Layue thought she was going to be beaten today, the little bully took advantage of her inability to move and snatched the doll she had placed in the cloth bag beside her.
After the little bully snatched the doll, he proudly showed it off in front of Xiao Layue: "Junk King, aren't you very capable? You really treasure this broken doll?"
That’s the doll grandpa left for me!
"open!"
Xiao Layue was anxious but couldn't break free. She stared at the little bully with red eyes, as if she was going to pounce on him and bite him to death in the next moment.
The little bully was startled, but then he felt relieved when he saw that Layue was unable to break free from the restraints.
They had discussed this before they came. Even if they could successfully beat up the Junk King this time, she would beat him back even harder if she got the chance.
If you want revenge, why not snatch that rag doll that she carries with her everywhere? Her reaction will definitely be interesting then.
The little bully threw the doll on the ground and stomped on it a few times, then took out the specially prepared matchbox with a look in Layue's eyes that seemed to want to tear him apart.
"Take it away! Get out!"
When Layue saw him take out the matchbox, she was about to pounce on him to snatch the doll back, but was pushed back by the three naughty kids.
The little bully lit a match in a mean manner and threw it at the doll.
Little Layue stared at the burning doll. She seemed to see again the smile on her grandfather's face when he carefully handed the doll to her and told her to go to school...
In her eyes, all of this turned into the color of flames, burning and then burning out, as if her grandfather had left her forever.
All the sadness and grievances over the past year turned into hatred for the hateful faces in front of me at this moment.
"ah!!!"
With a roar, Xiao Layue broke free from the restraints of the three naughty kids and pounced on them to fight madly.
Unlike in the past when he would just wave his hands when they were hurt, this time Layue was like a madman, grabbing things and smashing them on the heads!
Layue turned his head to look at the culprit who was tripped to the ground, pounced on him and fought madly. Their angle at this time was just right to see the doll that was completely burned.
The string in Layue's mind suddenly broke, and she bit the bully's ear with hatred and pulled it hard.
Along with the little bully's screams, a fishy smell spread in Layue's mouth.
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