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When Du Xiuran got home, Liu Ying called and asked Du Xiuran to go to the drawer to get some change and buy a lunch box. She had to work at noon and could not go back until evening.
Du Xiuran asked with a guilty look on his face: "Mom, have you eaten?"
Liu Ying said on the phone that she had eaten and asked Du Xiuran to do her homework well at home. She would go back later.
Du Xiuran responded, and Liu Ying hurriedly put down the phone.
The homework left by the teacher has been finished long ago. For Du Xiuran, who has an adult soul, that little knowledge cannot satisfy his desire to specialize in knowledge. In the past few years, he has read through all the books that Du He at home has read. If you don't understand, just ask Liu Ying and Du He. I have studied most of the books in the third grade of junior high school, so I can't say that I understand them thoroughly, but if I just give him a few questions, I really can't help him.
Du Xiuran held the junior high school physics textbook and looked at it for a while. In the past, he would have been very interested, but at this moment, he was a little sluggish. The figure of the child and the monster from the previous life kept appearing repeatedly in his mind. His expressions and eyes kept wandering back and forth in front of his eyes, and finally they overlapped.
The monster¡¯s red eyes and jet-black nails,
That child also has red eyes and jet black nails.
They are surprisingly the same!
There are also eating movements and eyes,
Could it be that he really followed and was reborn?
Du Xiuran lay on his back on the bed, looking at the roof in trance He knew better than anyone else how terrifying that monster was. His existence was a huge threat to normal people. If it were revealed, it would probably cause fear to humans. Not necessarily, but when he thought of the giant iron cage made by the Japanese and the thick needles in the hands of the Japanese technicians, he didn't want to reveal this to anyone from the bottom of his heart. He didn't want him to do it again. He endured that kind of suffering because he had seen the suffering he suffered, so he could put himself in his shoes and understand him. Being an alien is already sad enough, why should he suffer physical torture? It is really no different from animals. .
But what scares him is that he can't guarantee whether the monster will go crazy again. It has been many years since the reform and opening up, and those people are no longer the Japanese devils that thousands of people hated before. The more they kill, the more angry they will be.
They are all ordinary people and Chinese. He can't just watch this monster lose control again and repeat that human tragedy in front of him, right?
Things suddenly became complicated and gave him a headache.
Du Xiuran had no choice but to go over in his mind all the things that happened when he met the monster before he was reborn.
The important reason why the monster went crazy in the first place was because he was fed medicine by Japanese technicians and the unknown liquid was injected into his body. If there are no two things, does it mean that he can control his behavior?
Although this was his conjecture, there were traces of it. In the three months before and after he was fed, except for the three injections that caused him to go crazy, he did not see or hear of any other crazy behavior by the man
If this is the case, then he doesn't need to worry at all, because there are no Japanese technicians anymore, let alone the potion and unknown liquid, and the monster has not gone crazy again after so many years. He can completely relax and there is no need to worry again. Go mind your own business.
For the entire afternoon, although Du Xiuran was looking at the reference book, his reason kept shouting at his emotions, finding various reasons to convince himself repeatedly and warning himself not to get close to that monster again. He died there in his previous life. In the hands of a monster, it is best to stay away from him in this life.
But emotionally, he has been hesitant. He doesn't know whether he can really let go of that person. If you really decided not to care anymore, why would you still feel so uneasy?
In the afternoon of the next day, Du Xiuran, who was the monitor of the first class, piled up the exercise books that the math teacher asked for and was delivering them to the office. The physical education teacher ran towards him. There was a large blood stain on the shoulder of his blue shirt. The physical education teacher looked at it. Du Xiuran took one look and hurried downstairs as if something was urgent. Du Xiuran felt something was wrong in his heart.
When she put the homework on the math teacher¡¯s desk, she happened to be away, and Du Xiuran heard several teachers talking next to her.
The Chinese teacher of Class 2 said: "A child at such a young age can fight. It's really amazing when he grows up."
The English teacher of Class 4 said: "I'm a habitual offender. I can't do it without a father or a mother. I don't even have anyone to take care of me. This is another trouble. I cut my classmate's legs to bleed in the last physical education class. If the parents come to find me, , the school doesn¡¯t even know who should take responsibility for this.¡±
After hearing this, the math teacher of Class 5 shook his head and said: "If this child is left alone, it will be completely over.He noticed a change in his expression and immediately took a step back.
Du Xiuran next to him was a little strange. He saw Wu Qingcang suddenly put away his nails and turned around to leave. He didn't threaten him to ask for food or anything. When he walked to the wall, he looked back at Du Xiuran, with big black and white eyes. Suddenly a trace of doubt flashed across his face, and he kicked his legs to the ground and ran away quickly.
After dinner, Du Xiuran and his mother Liu Ying made an excuse to sneak into the old factory building again with their lunch boxes. It was already getting late, and the setting sun only left a strong ray of red in the sky.
This time, the uncle didn't make things difficult for him. He nodded and let him in. Wu Qingcang seemed a little anxious when he saw him, but when he saw the lunch box in his hand, the defensive look on his face softened a lot, and he put down the garbage bag. The half-bag of beef ribs thrown away by others kept staring at the lunch box in Du Xiuran's hand, but he still stood by the door without taking a step towards Du Xiuran. Although the house was very dilapidated, it seemed to be a forbidden place that he could never share with others. , and stood firm there, refusing to give in even a single step.
Du Xiuran didn't want to go in. He put the lunch box on the cement floor in front of him like last time, but instead of walking away, he took two steps back and stood there. He said calmly: "This is the last lunch box in my house. Last time You didn¡¯t return the one to me, so I have to take it back after you finish eating it.¡±
Listen, after a long time, Wu Qingcang may not be able to resist hunger and the temptation of the food in front of him. He moved his feet and took two tentative steps forward. Suddenly, he picked up the lunch box very quickly and returned to the door. He squatted on the ground and anxiously opened the lid with his hands. He ignored the spoon beside him and grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. After eating, the corners of his mouth were filled with rice grains. He seemed to think that the food tasted very fragrant, and he was impatient. Nie grabbed a handful of green cauliflower, put it into his mouth, and chewed it.
??Probably because he has been very hungry in the past two days, it still stuck in his throat after eating two mouthfuls. He coughed twice and swallowed hard. When it was not over, he continued to grab food and stuff it in his mouth.
Du Xiuran had already guessed that Wu Qingcang would eat a lot, so he stuffed the lunch box tightly.
As a result, after Wu Qingcang took a few mouthfuls, more than half of the food was still eaten. If he was allowed to eat vigorously, Du Xiuran couldn't guess how much he could eat.
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