Little RenDong's eyes trembled slightly and he lowered her eyes unconsciously, like a child who has done something wrong.
He fell silent.
However, after a while of silence, he suddenly smiled.
"I did it."
Lian Qiao was taken aback.
RenDong raised his eyes and there was a calmness that didn't match his age on his childish face: "I was the one who sprinkled sand on the stairs, causing them to fall. It increased the death toll." He said "increased the death toll" instead of "killing them". Because the hungry ghosts were the ones who would come out to kill people.
However, if he didn't do this, maybe Little Apple wouldn't be the only one who survived.
Lian Qiao had already figured this out in a flash. He glanced into the living room subconsciously and saw Little Apple sitting far away at the other end of the living room, lowering her head and fiddling with the gauze on her arm, probably because the gauze was wrapped too tightly for her to feel uncomfortable.
Lian Qiao confirmed that she didn't notice them talking and put the little RenDong on the edge of the sink. He was still washing the cup, as if nothing had happened. He asked softly, "Why?"
"Because they will attack us one day. It starts with you and then me." Little RenDong's legs hung down from the edge of the pool table. The short legs did not dangle but were quietly closed together, showing a calmness different from that of a child.
Hearing this, Lian Qiao had a complicated look on his face. He stared at the water flowing under the faucet and was speechless for a moment.
Little RenDong raised his head, looked at him and said, "It's only the two of us, isn't it good?"
Lian Qiao: "What about Little Apple? Do you want to attack her?"
Little RenDong's eyes flashed as though he was being stung by something. He didn't speak any more, lowered his head and looked at his short legs.
Seeing him like this, Lian Qiao knew that he couldn't bear it after all. But the fact that he would secretly kill other people, Lian Qiao never expected it.
The Xu RenDong he knew was like a priest sitting alone among the rose bushes with a Bible in his hand, his words and deeds unconsciously revealed the temperament of a martyr. How could someone like him kill all his teammates for the reason of "strike first"?
No, he didn't even do it himself, he killed someone with another person's knife!
He deliberately set a trap to increase the difficulty of the dungeon and killed his teammates with the help of ghosts!
If Lian Qiao was not clever and keen, his trick would not even be noticed!
And he obviously realized this, so he put sleeping pills in the milk, so that Lian Qiao slept until dawn all night and failed to hear his teammates calling for help.
What a… what a meticulous and… vicious plan.
– That's right. RenDong's actions are almost vicious!
Little Apple has been kept in the dark until now and was even thankful that Little RenDong, who is a key player, did not have any accidents.
As soon as Lian Qiao read this, he felt his heart ache as if being clenched.
Since when did RenDong become such a person?
He knew that RenDong wanted to live, to live with him, but…
But wouldn't being like this cause him to lose the bottom line of being a human being?
He couldn't blame RenDong for that. But deep disappointment and anxiety welled up in his heart and he even felt a little scared.
Could it be that RenDong has been disguising himself all along and has not revealed himself until now?
Seriously, if in the matryoshka instance, RenDong regards human life like this, then maybe he…wouldn't fall in love with RenDong at all.
He doesn't love a martyr and doesn't want RenDong to sacrifice himself for others. Perhaps his affection for RenDong originated from appearance, but what really moved him was the moral bottom line that RenDong adhered to in times of desperation.
That is something far more magnificent than the appearance of RenDong.
But now…
The cup in his hand has already been rinsed clean but Lian Qiao is still staring blankly at the water flow, forgetting to turn off the tap.
Little RenDong tilted his head and looked at him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised and a hint of self-mockery and sadness appeared on his immature face.
"Among us, there is always one who wants to be the bad guy." Little RenDong said with a smile, "I don't want you to be bad. So… let me be the bad guy this time."
Lian Qiao was bitter in his chest and even the tip of his tongue was slightly twitching and felt numb. However, when he heard this sentence, he suddenly raised his head as if he had noticed something.
...this time?
There was a sudden flash of light in his mind,and many things flashed through at once. However, in the next second—
"Oh!"
Lian Qiao's body trembled as if struck by lightning. He didn't care that the water droplets on his hands were still dry, he subconsciously covered his head, his face full of pain.
RenDong was shocked: "What's wrong with you?"
Lian Qiao bit his lip, as if trying to endure the pain, but shook his head.
RenDong got up from the edge of the pool, trying to reach out to him. However he never thought that the balance function of the body that had just turned three years old was extremely poor. When he got up, his chubby body shook and fell off the edge of the sink!
"Be careful!" Lian Qiao's pupils shrank and he instinctively reached out to catch him.
The fleshy little body fell into his arms and he embraced him firmly. Lian Qiao hugged him tightly as if he was afraid and kept blaming him: "Can you be careful! How old are you! Don't make such dangerous moves! Be careful! If I didn't catch you—— "
He scolded RenDong like a cannonball and the little RenDong froze for a moment. After hesitating for a moment, he still raised his little hand, touched his head lightly, and asked cautiously, "Does your head still hurt?"
This time, Lian Qiao was stunned.
He finally realized belatedly that RenDong hurriedly got up from the sink because he was worried about him and was eager to comfort him.
Lian Qiao felt inexplicably sore and swollen in his heart and couldn't tell what it felt like.
He sighed, and said: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Little RenDong heaved a sigh of relief and asked again: "Why do you have a headache? Looking at you, it must hurt very badly."
Lian Qiao: "I don't know… Occasionally this happens recently."
Little RenDong frowned. If there was any substance in his face, his pink face wrinkled into a deep old orange and he looked a little naive.
Lian Qiao couldn't help laughing, rubbed his hair and said, "It's all right, maybe it's just a migraine."
"…" Little RenDong frowned and was about to speak, but suddenly raised his eyes and his eyes changed slightly.
"What are you doing?" Little Apple's voice came from behind.
Lian Qiao turned around and saw Little Apple walking towards them with gauze-wrapped arms. She looked at Little RenDong in surprise and then at Lian Qiao: "Why did you make such a big noise after eating breakfast…Have you finished eating?"
Lian Qiao coughed, and then remembered that the breakfast was still hot on the boiler. In order to prevent Little Apple from becoming suspicious, he stretched out his hand to pinch Little RenDong's chubby face and said with a smile, "Isn't this son so cute, I couldn't help but kiss him a few times."
Little Apple: "…" The instance is not a place outside the law! Do you know that you are going to be arrested like this!
There was an indescribable expression on her face, she shook her head and walked away again.
Lian Qiao turned to make breakfast. Little RenDong stood behind him, looked up at his busy back, his eyes were deep and complicated, as if there were thousands of words he couldn't speak.
Lian Qiao prepared breakfast, brought it to the table, but couldn't eat it.
The reason is very simple – who can sit and eat without changing face in front of corpses all over the floor!
"Why weren't the corpses wiped away this time…" Lian Qiao felt the smell of blood coming to his nose, he covered his nose with disgust on his face, "How can people eat like this?"
RenDong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something , but couldn't say it, so he had to say dryly: "I don't know."
Little Apple said: "The corpses were dragged away by the hungry ghosts before, this time there may be too many dead, the hungry ghosts can't eat them all, so… "She glanced at the messy corpses all over the floor and couldn't help feeling chills down her back. She touched her arms and said, "They wouldn't rise from the dead at night, right?"
"Not as zombies, but probably as hungry ghosts." RenDong was finally able to speak.
Lian Qiao sighed.
At this moment, a person came up and down the stairs and it was the sleepy-eyed principal.
The three of them looked at the principal in unison, with a surge of curiosity in their hearts, wondering how the principal would react when she saw these corpses.
Unexpectedly, the principal just asked helplessly why they made the downstairs area so messy. Then she calmly picked up the broom and swept all the body parts into the trash can.
The blood on the ground was also mopped by her, as if she was not dealing with the murder scene, but doing ordinary housework.
"I'm afraid the principal is blind…" Little Apple was dumbfounded.
"Probably the instance adjusted itself to make her feel that all this is reasonable." Lian Qiao said, "After all, RenDong gets older by one year every day and she doesn't think there is anything wrong with that." Speaking of this, he seemed to think of something. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the second floor.
"By the way, RenDong." He turned around immediately and asked little RenDong, "Does your orphanage have a curfew or something, why do they lock the door at night?"
RenDong said: "It's not necessarily a curfew but after all we are children so the principal won't let us go to bed too late."
"So will she lock all the room doors?"
RenDong thought for a while then shook his head.
"It seems that locking the door is a private setting in this instance." Lian Qiao fell into deep thought, "Why is this? Could it be…"
Little Apple's eyes lit up: "Do they know that there will be ghosts at night?"
Lian Qiao nodded and said: " I think so too. Since they will lock the door, does it mean that if they appear in front of the hungry ghosts, the ghost will also attack them?"
RenDong was taken aback when he heard this.
Lian Qiao fell silent after saying this, not knowing what he was thinking.
Little Apple asked in surprise: "Why did the two of you stop talking?"
Lian Qiao glanced at RenDong and smiled wryly: "You thought about it too?"
RenDong nodded.
Seeing their flirtatious glances, Little Apple instantly became angry. She patted the table and said, "Can you two stop playing charades? You two have a tacit understanding but I don't have any with you! I'm the only one left from so many teammates, can you cherish me? Don't feed me dog food every day?!"
RenDong: "…" I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense.
Lian Qiao: "…" Don't your hands hurt when you slap the table like this?
The two looked at each other awkwardly. Lian Qiao coughed, and said: "No, we didn't intend to show our affection, but this situation is a bit… um…"
Little RenDong said, "Don't worry about me. Tell her."
Lian Qiao seemed to be impatient: "Are you sure?"
RenDong nodded.
Lian Qiao sighed and looked at Little Apple: "Okay, then I'll tell you…"
Little Apple: "…" Damn, this expression of "I'll tell you mercifully as though you're mentally retarded" It's really annoying. If I hadn't been seriously injured, I would kill you on the spot, do you believe it or not?
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Come on, before I update, use your little brains to think about what Lian Qiao and RenDong are thinking~
You guys probably really want to kill me, right 2333