Su Qingyu avoided the blood and continued to knock on the door of 701.
The depressed woman opened the door with half her head stuck in the crack of the door. When she saw Su Qingyu, she opened her mouth in surprise: "Why haven't you left yet?"
"I'm coming to find you."
The woman looked behind Su Qingyu in confusion and said in horror: "No, where are your two friends?
When you came just now, there was a man and a woman behind you. Why are you alone now? "
Su Qingyu said lightly: "My friend had something to do and didn't come with me."
The woman panicked: "Then leave quickly! You can't stay here!
It's dangerous here, he will find you at any time!
Don't come to the seventh floor alone, otherwise he will find you and you won't be able to escape. "
who is he? Su Qingyu was confused, but she needed to hurry up and couldn't ask any more questions.
Seeing that the woman was about to close the door again, Su Qingyu stuck the mineral water bottle in the crack of the door, arched her eyebrows and smiled: "Little sister, don't close the door in a hurry yet.
Your son said that you played hide and seek with him and asked him to hide and count to 1,000.
He has counted from 1 to 1000 and is waiting for you to find him.
He's hiding somewhere easy to find, hoping you can pick him up and take him home. "
When the woman heard this, she stopped closing the door and covered her mouth. Two lines of hot tears slid down her eyes and dripped from her sharpened chin.
The tears that fell were the broken heart of a mother.
"How did you know that I was playing peek-a-boo with my son?" The woman wiped her tears and tried to hide her gaffe.
Su Qingyu saw that one of the woman's arms was wrapped with a bandage, and the other arm was pitted, as if pieces of flesh had been cut away with a knife.
Some of the bloodstains have dried, leaving pits and dark, sunken scars.
Some wounds were still gushing new blood, adding new wounds to old wounds. It was no wonder that this woman was so haggard and pale.
"Your son told me that he was waiting for you to take him home."
When the woman heard this, her tears burst into tears, and her hands trembled: "My poor child can't rest in peace.
Girl, please go quickly and don't stay on this floor for too long.
Tie one end of the red string around my son's wrist, throw the other end upstairs, and tell him that his mother will take him home. "
The red cotton thread was stuffed into the palm of Su Qingyu's hand. The sun had already set. Su Qingyu had already identified the direction first. She entered the tunnel and went down without waiting to smell the snow tea.
It was too dangerous to be alone on the seventh floor, so she decided to spend the night on the sixth floor.
When going downstairs, she hung a pink rubber band on the fire door handle of the correct emergency exit. If Wen Xuecha saw it, the rubber band would help guide her.
At the corner of the stairs, the little boy in the yellow hat was banging his head against the wall, counting a number every time he hit it.
"650, 649..."
As if he had lost his soul, he counted numbers mechanically.
Su Qingyu came behind the boy with the yellow hat. He didn't look back, but said quietly: "Sister, why are you alone?"
Unlike the previous two times, the little boy with the yellow hat didn't ask his mother about anything at the beginning.
Affected by the number of people, the copy began to change.
Su Qingyu felt that after dealing with the matter with the boy in the yellow hat, it was necessary to fish for Wenxue Tea.
Without answering the boy in the yellow hat, Su Qingyu took out the can from her arms.
"Kid, do you want some snacks?"
The little boy who smelled the smell turned his head 180 degrees. His forehead was dented due to the collision. When he saw the can, the boy clapped his hands happily: "Sister, is this for me?"
"It's for you." Su Qingyu put the can on the ground.
The boy took the can, stuck out his tongue and licked the edge of the can, then raised his face with an innocent look that could make a mosaic: "Sister, you are so kind.
Have you found my mother? I miss her so much.
I didn't want to be left alone on the stairs, I wanted to go home, I wanted to be with my mom forever. "
Su Qingyu took out the red rope, stopped looking at the boy's face, and tied one end of the red rope on the boy's wrist: "I found it. Your mother said that if you tie the red rope on your wrist, she will take you home." .”
Su Qingyu threw the remaining end behind him.
The originally loose red rope was slowly tightened.
The boy in the yellow hat was pulled by the red rope. He stood up, holding a palm can in his left hand and a black urn in his right hand.
When he got up, the yellow hat fell off his head.
His Tianling lid was half-opened like an iron can, with thick liquid sloshing inside.
The little boy began to cry, tears of blood streaming from his eyes.
"Sister, thank you. Mom is finally willing to take me home." The little boy walked up to Su Qingyu and held her hand. Su Qingyu felt a biting cold coming from the back of her hand.
The little boy's hand was as warm as a corpse. He opened Su Qingyu's palm, opened his dark mouth, and spit out a small walnut from his stomach.
A walnut the size of a thumb cap rolled into my hand, and there was a stinging and corrosive feeling in my palm.
"As a thank you, this is a small gift from me,"
The boy kept the walnut and followed the red rope step by step up the stairs.
Su Qingyu received the boy's thank you gift, stuffed it into her pocket, and went downstairs holding on to the handrail.
When we arrived on the sixth floor, it was completely dark outside the corridor.
Standing in the corridor and looking out in the dark, you can see the windows of the residents in the building opposite glowing with red light.
Su Qingyu couldn't help but wonder if there was a huge red moon in the sky, making this strange world so bright.
The son of the old woman on the sixth floor carried half a raw sheep home, and the smell of sheep's mutton filled the air.
The heavy sheep was pressing down on the man. The sheep was cut open in the middle, and half of the sheep's head was hanging on the man's shoulders. It could be seen from the man's expression that it was very difficult for him to carry it.
The man kept staring at Su Qingyu.
Su Qingyu didn't talk to the man. She was going to wait here to smell the snow tea.
The old woman in room 604 opened the door for the man. When she saw her precious son coming back, the old woman smiled happily. She helped her son carry the sheep in.
"Girl, why are you standing at the door?
It's getting dark. Would you like to come in and have a bowl of hot lamb bone soup? "
The old lady tempted Su Qingyu to come in, but Su Qingyu didn't accept this trick at all.
So, the old woman poked her son, who came into the room and brought a bowl of hot soup. He held it in both hands and handed it to Su Qingyu: "Little beauty, have a drink of soup."
Wu Xin took the bowl of soup, and the suet and foam in the bowl sloshed. He locked his dark eyes on the man and stretched out his skeletal hand: "Please give me a spoon."
The man wiped the oil on his hand on his white shirt, his eyes looked like a poisonous snake.
The old woman quickly took out the spoon, put it into the bowl, smiled at the unintentional man, and pulled her son into the house.
Wu Xin stirred the mutton bone soup with a spoon and said, "Follow the master and you will be hungry for nine meals in three days."
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Su Qingyu pointed at herself with her index finger: "Wuxin, are you talking to me?"
There's no one else here either.
Wuxin didn't roll his eyes at all, but Su Qingyu felt that Wuxin rolled his eyes at her.
