Xu Mo's head tingled, as if it might crack at any time. Countless pictures were shown in his mind like movies. He wanted to wake up, but his eyelids could not be opened all the time.
Does the ghost press the bed?
A wisp of thought appeared in Xu Mo's mind, and his consciousness was still struggling. Finally, his left hand moved, and his touch felt cold and sticky. His right hand seemed to be pressing heavy objects, which had become numb.
"Huh..." Xu Mo finally opened his eyes and gasped, feeling exhausted.
As if he felt something, Xu Mo suddenly raised his left hand and looked at it. The palm of his hand was dyed red, which made Xu Mo's eyes dull and his heart beat faster.
His right arm was still unable to move. His head moved. He took a look at his right arm. A young body was curled up there. His ragged clothes were also stained with blood stains. The young face had tears in addition to blood stains. This was a girl about five years old. She was still sobbing when she was asleep.
Xu Mo leaned carefully, bending her arms, supporting the ground with her elbows, and let the girl lean against her chest.
Xu Mo sat up and looked beside him. His heart twitched violently, with a sharp tearing pain.
In the narrow house, two cold bodies were lying on the ground, which had become dark purple, and blood stains stained the floor. It was obviously some time to die.
A memory emerged in Xu's head, and the stinging pain came, accompanied by a strong sadness, as well as a heartache, as if he could not tell who he was.
Looking down at the sobbing girl in her arms, she felt even more uncomfortable.
Xu Mo was vaguely aware of what had happened to him. He looked down at the ground, and the broken furniture was scattered everywhere. Xu Mo found a broken lens. He moved his body, picked up the lens with his left hand, and took a picture. He saw a slightly green face. He was about fifteen years old, and his face was sickly pale.
The girl's eyelashes moved, opened her eyes and shouted: "Brother."
As if thinking of something, the girl cried fiercely, and her body struggled to turn around in Xu Mo's arms, but Xu Mo forced her head down, her right hand tightly wrapped around her neck, and her arm slightly forced her to break free.
"Don't look."
Xu Mo said softly, his heart was like a knife, and his breathing seemed to be painful.
A five-year-old girl saw her parents and brother killed. What a tragic picture is it?
"Brother, I'm afraid..." The girl's body trembled as she cried, her small hands tightly hugged Xu Mo, Xu Mo's heart trembled with the cry, and the strength of her hands was tighter.
"Not afraid, my brother is here." Xu Mo tried to make his voice soft.
"Brother, are they asleep? How did they bleed? Brother, can you wake them up?" The girl cried.
"Yao'er, Mom and Dad are tired, will you let them sleep for a while?" Xu Mo looked down at the girl and whispered, trying to squeeze out a smile. The girl's name is Xu Yao, and she is his sister.
"Good." Although the girl was still crying, she nodded her head cleverly.
Xu Mo got up with the girl in his arms and looked around. The shabby room was only about twenty planes. The living room and the kitchen were one and the dust was everywhere. There was only a small bedroom.
Xu Mo carefully walked into the bedroom and put the girl on the bed. The girl looked at him, as if afraid.
"You sleep for a while, my brother is beside you." Xu Mo whispered to the girl, and the girl nodded, still holding Xu Mo's hand.
"Go to sleep quickly, just wake up." Xu Mo stroked the girl's hair with his other hand, down his forehead, and helped her close her eyes.
The girl was obedient and did not resist. Xu Mo stayed by her side for a while, gently withdrew his hand and covered the quilt for the girl.
The room was very messy. Clothes were piled up. Xu Mo found two broken quilts and went out of the bedroom to cover the body. He searched in his memory how to deal with this situation. But the original owner obviously did not have this memory. He did not have some life experience when he was under 15 years old.
It is only vaguely known that the dead have burial and cremation.
"Money!"
Xu Mo took a look at the messy rooms, but they were all turned over. I'm afraid something of value has been taken away. The world seems more cruel than the original memory.
Deng, Deng, Deng
There was a sound, and the door was pushed open. A middle-aged figure came in, looked at the body covered with white cloth on the ground, and then looked at Xu Mo. Eyelids jumped, and asked, "Is it from the Arsenal?"
"It should be." Xu Mo nodded. In his memory, his parents were ordinary workers in an arsenal, but suddenly one day they ran home and dared not go again. They also ran to the law enforcement team. It seemed that something had happened.
According to Xu Mo's memory, his parents didn't tell him what had happened, but he also vaguely heard their comments. The arsenal hid some secrets. They were afraid and wanted to tell the truth, but in the end, the four members of the family were beaten to death alive except Xu Yao, who was less than five years old.
"Confused, I advised them not to meddle in their own affairs before, otherwise they would not end up in such a field." Middle aged said, he is Xu's younger brother, also Xu's uncle.
Xu Mo looked at him and found that the other side did not have sadness and anger in his eyes when he said this. He was so calm that he did not seem to be his own brother at all.
From my memory, I know that his parents are honest, while his uncle is more treacherous, and his brother doesn't have much contact in ordinary days.
"At the end of Xu, it's time to take care of your parents' affairs." Uncle Xu sighed: "However, if you cremate, you also need a sum of money. Uncle doesn't have any savings. I will borrow it first, try to be decent, and then sell the dilapidated house first. What do you think?"
Xu Mo looked at each other warily. In his memory, his uncle was not so good at talking.
"Where do I live with Yao'er?" Xu said.
"I will apply to be your guardian. You and Yao'er will follow your uncle in the future." Uncle Xu said.
"My uncle's house is not big either. If I and Yao'er are added, we may not be able to live here. What's more, Yao'er will grow up in the future, which is inconvenient." Xu Mo replied.
Uncle Xu's eyes flashed with impatience. He was so honest and timid at the end of the day. How could he know these things? He should have been so scared now, but he even knew that he would think about the future?
"Don't worry about that, uncle will find a way." Uncle Xu said in a tone of impatience.
Xu Mo stared at each other and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but don't bother uncle. I will take care of my youngest son by myself."
"What does a child know?" Uncle Xu scolded, glared at Xu Mo, and with a kind of fierce look in his eyes, frightened him: "This time, you are very lucky. You have to take care of the youngest child when you are in danger? Follow me honestly, and don't worry about Yao'er. She will forget these things in a few years. I will find a good family for her. If somebody wants to adopt a child, if he is lucky, Yao'er will have a good life. "
Then he stressed, "It's settled."
Xu Mo looked at Uncle Xu's expressionless face, but his heart was cold. The original owner had a job, and although he could not earn much money, he was enough to support himself. The youngest child needed to be taken care of, so Uncle Xu planned to give someone a gift, but he still did not know whether to give it away or sell it. As for the probability of finding a good family, it was almost zero.
This is to seize the house while my brother was killed.
Uncle Xu felt uncomfortable when he was stared at by Xu Mo. He thought that the little brute seemed to be different after being stimulated? He is so brave, but he doesn't believe that he can't handle a little boy who is less than 15 years old.
"I don't want to." A young voice came, and Xu Mo looked back and saw Yao'er standing at the door of the room barefoot. It was obvious that he was awakened by fright, and his big wet eyes looked at Xu Mo: "Yao'er, don't give it to others."
Seeing the tears in the girl's eyes, Xu Mo felt hurt in his heart. He went to hold her and said, "My brother will not send Yao'er away."
"There's no way for children to talk here." Uncle Xu glared at Yao'er.
Yao'er shrank and looked at Xu end.
Xu Mo felt angry. He took Yao'er into the room and put him on the bed. He rubbed her head and said, "Yao'er is good. My brother will protect Yao'er. Will you stay in the room?"
"Well, Yao'er listens to her brother!" The girl nodded cleverly.
"Good!" Xu Mo kissed the girl's forehead and walked out of the room again to take the door.
"Go back, uncle. I will deal with things here by myself." Xu Mo came out and looked at Uncle Xu. He didn't expect his uncle to help him.
Uncle Xu stared at Xu Mo with malicious eyes when he heard this. He smiled ferociously from the corner of his eyes and walked towards Xu Mo step by step. He said coldly, "You little bastard have no shame. Your parents are dead, understand?"
Then he directly kicked Xu Mo, who was weak and fell to the ground. Uncle Xu said, "Just cooperate with me. Do you think I will take you in? Yao'er, you can rest assured that this little girl is pretty cute and can sell for a good price. Some big men in the black market like this."
Xu Mo coughed and shook his hand.
"Hum." Uncle Xu glanced coldly at Xu Mo, then walked around him towards the room: "Yao'er, uncle will take you to play."
Then he pushed the door open.
Suddenly a voice came out behind him. Uncle Xu frowned, and there was a killing chance in his eyes. He wanted to have some value, so that he could earn some money as a coolie, but now it seems that
Nobody cares about things here anyway.
As soon as he turned his head, he saw a sharp glass stabbing at him violently, and his pupils contracted violently. How could he have thought that his always cowardly nephew would do such a move? He was shocked. He wanted to extend his hand to block him, but there was still no time. It seemed that he had exhausted all his strength, and the glass fragments were stabbed directly from his eyes and plunged directly into him!
