Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 252
Shoucheng Zhu’s scalp tingled, his hair stood on end, and his swollen passion cooled rapidly under the blade, turning into cold sweat that gushed out from his pores.
“Xiao …… Chi Xiao ……” Shoucheng Zhu shuddered, “What are you going to do? ”
The fish he caught that day with its eyes rolled up inexplicably appeared in front of him.
The fish that thought it had bitten the bait, was cut on the lip by the iron hook, thrown to the shore, and finally became a plate full of spices.
Xiaochi Chi asked softly in return, “I should be the one asking. Sensei, what do you want to do?”
The inquiry was as soft as a whisper.
While questioning, the knife blade was also moving under Shoucheng Zhu’s body, the blade shifting left and right on his three-piece suit.
This was Shoucheng Zhu’s favorite flirting position, and he loved seeing the confused, shameful faces of young boys when he did it.
Now, however, he saw himself in Xiaochi Chi’s pupils, drenched in cold sweat and looking like a living ghost.
Shoucheng Zhu’s face was white and he didn’t dare to move a bit: ” Chi Xiao , this is a misunderstanding ……”
Xiaochi Chi said, “There is no misunderstanding. You are the one I am looking for.”
Shoucheng Zhu tried to explain, but a tidal wave of inhuman pain swept through his head, causing Shoucheng Zhu to let out a frenzied scream of insanity.
…… He really stabbed it in?
How dare he?
Shoucheng Zhu couldn’t believe it, but the pain in his body wouldn’t deceive him.
It was as if a swarm of crazy hornets had been thrown into his crotch, causing him to roll straight down to the ground and bang his head against the ground.
His legs spasmed wildly – he forgot how to call for help, his throat intermittently let out a sound of pain, like a live pig thrown into hot water scalding hair.
Shoucheng Zhu’s eyes were full of tears, and her body arched forward like a worm, moaning and groaning as she tried to crawl out of the bedroom for help.
But, a foot stepped on his back and crushed the bug underfoot.
Pain can make a person crazy into a beast, or weak into a puddle of mud.
Shoucheng Zhu is the latter.
Not all evil people have the courage to turn their backs on the water.
Without any courage to resist, he trembled his lips and turned his head back to Xiaochi Chi, who was backlit.
Tears distorted his vision, making Xiaochi Chi look like a ghastly, voluptuous ghost.
The wound touched the floor, Shoucheng Zhu squirmed in pain, turned on his side, rubbed his hands nervously in front of his chest and assumed a begging pose: ” Chi Xiao , let me go, I didn’t mean to do it, let me go ……”
Xiaochi Chi responded by piercing his already half-missing organ with the blood-stained paper cutter, letting the blade poke straight into the floor.
Shoucheng Zhu’s brain suddenly went blank with pain, losing all control over his limbs and falling to the ground, his teeth knocking together.
He thought he might be dying.
The son was out of the country, and he didn’t have any recent deliveries or letters coming in, so it probably wasn’t until his body stank and he was parked with flies that he was discovered.
At that time, the scandal of his death would spread throughout the building and even to the school.
His legs were bare, his belly was turned over, and the most important parts were cut away from his body, like a frog that had been disemboweled in biology class.
People say that after death, which does not care about the flood.
But when it comes to death, humans are rarely this dashing.
A great sense of emptiness and panic overwhelmed Shoucheng Zhu, his bones tingled and chilled, making him want to bawl.
He was choking back his own snotty tears.
In reality, he has howled himself hoarse: “Somebody! Help!!! Kill someone ……”
He forgot, however, what time it was.
It was a time he carefully chose after numerous field tests.
There was no one in the building who could offer him help during this time period.
Even if someone ……
When Shoucheng Zhu was almost overwhelmed by the feeling of suffocation, Xiaochi Chi’s addition, timely added the last straw for him: “…… you continue to call, even if you want to call the police, the phone lines are now disconnected.”
Shoucheng Zhu’s eyes rolled back in his head as a result of both physical and psychological torture.
But strangely enough, he couldn’t pass out.
With an immensely lucid brain, with nerves sharp to every end, with impotent rage, he begged, cried for mercy, and broke into tears.
But nothing could sway Xiaochi Chi in front of him.
He calmly performed the not-so-scientific anesthesia-free surgery, slowly removing by root what he felt should be removed, with no intention of leaving him with anything.
I don’t know if it was the pain or desperation, but Shoucheng Zhu’s limbs were paralyzed and he had no power to resist.
Like a kingly shell made of iron, he was glued to the floor by a giant geomagnet and watched as Xiaochi Chi collected the cuttings, picked a large lapidary bowl at random from the cupboard, dropped his parts into it, and later poured them into the juicer where he usually made juice for the children.
The roar seems to be stirring Shoucheng Zhu’s brain.
Shoucheng Zhu opened his slimy eyes in dismay and watched Xiaochi Chi’s black patterned foot step toward him, pull open the drawer, pull out a candy, and stuff it through his slightly open mouth.
As the sweet aroma of candy filled the air, Shoucheng Zhu finally passed out as he wished.
……
Shoucheng Zhu sat up with a start.
The window sweeps in the trails of the setting sun, falling just at the edge of the bed.
He slept all afternoon?
Was it just a dream?
Shoucheng Zhu But after a few moments of trance, the real pain in the dream bit his brain like a poisonous snake.
Shoucheng Zhu shouted and rolled off the bed.
The sheets were wet with a human-sized stain of sweat, and his pants were soaked through with warm liquid, giving off a faint pungent smell.
Shoucheng Zhu ripped off his pants like a madman and found himself with all the parts, the same, relieved, but still feeling horrified.
How could he have such a strange dream?
Shoucheng Zhu’s legs and belly turn, circling around the house aimlessly.
There is no Xiaochi Chi’s workbook on the table, the chair he used to sit on is leaning against the door, there are no green bean pops in the fridge, the dishes and the juicer are all where they should be.
After seeing the juicer, Shoucheng Zhu first had a jolt, and then finally came to his senses.
Yeah, it’s a dream.
He vaguely remembers that the power went out in the whole building during his nap.
So how can Xiaochi Chi drive a juicer.
But this dream is too strong, even if you think about it, Shoucheng Zhu body is still sticky and heavy, from the stomach to the little tongue are like insects crawling.
He staggered to the public restroom, aimed at the mop sink, and vomited all the food he could.
The patter of acid burned his esophagus with a sharp pain.
Shoucheng Zhu clenched his fist and hammered the yellowed tiles hard.
What the hell kind of dream is this?
But soon, he found the same thing that made his eyes glaze over.
— In his vomit, there was a milk candy with tooth marks, not even digested yet, lying intact.
Shoucheng Zhu’s eyes straightened and he slowly took a few steps back, once again propping up his newly changed pants and looking in.
…… crazy, you must be crazy yourself.
Shoucheng Zhu wiped his bitter mouth and emerged from the toilet in a huff.
Each house has added the sound of human speech and television, and at the other end, in the communal kitchen, spatulas clash with the bottom of pots and pans, frying out loud melodies.
Thanks to this time there is no one in the corridor, otherwise, Shoucheng Zhu wild ghost-like miserable green face is afraid to scare people.
Shoucheng Zhu, not daring to look askance, quickly rushed to the door of his house, found that the door that was just hidden was actually brought up by the wind, could not help but cursed in a low manner, and then raised his hand in the side of the flower pot to feel for the key.
His afterglow swept the slightly rusty iron door of the pool house next door, his chest stuttered as if he had eaten a dead fly in disgust, and subconsciously turned his gaze in the exact opposite direction –
Xiaochi Chi is standing at the stairway of the second floor wearing the small tank top and shorts he saw in his dream.
He stood quietly, carrying a small bag of chicken cake in his left hand and holding a green bean lollipop in his right.
As if noticing Shoucheng Zhu’s instantly white face, Xiaochi Chi licked away the bean-green sugar juice from his lips and cocked his head to look at him suspiciously.
Shoucheng Zhu’s brain buzzed, reached out to hold the wall, the legs instantly filled with greasy cold sweat.
Xiaochi Chi across the table, with a look of disbelief in his eyes, advanced a few steps.
Shoucheng Zhu clamped his legs and took a step back hastily, fumbling haphazardly for the keys in the flower pot.
“Teacher.” Xiaochi Chi’s clear teenage voice came into his ears, causing him to shiver fiercely, “Are you not feeling well?”
Keys, where are the keys?
Xiaochi Chi approached step by step and said, “Didn’t we agree to have a tutorial at three o’clock in the afternoon? I went to knock on your door, but you didn’t open it.”
When his fingertips touched the familiar coldness, Shoucheng Zhu was saved and trembled as he sent the key into the lock.
“Teacher, you are not young, take care of your health ……”
As we speak, Xiaochi Chi gets closer.
The door opened with the twist of a key, and Shoucheng Zhu turned his head to find Xiaochi Chi standing still by the screen door that opened to his right.
…… him and him, separated only by a veil.
Shoucheng Zhu slammed himself into the room and closed the door with a thud.
Xiaochi Chi knocked on the door from outside: “Teacher, what’s wrong with you?”
Shoucheng Zhu leaned his back against a thin door, his newly changed clothes already wet with cold sweat again.
He tried to make his voice sound slightly more normal: “Sorry, the teacher has a bit of a cold today, I’m afraid I’ll infect you.”
“Ah ……” Xiaochi Chi said, “Then, Mr. Zhu, take care of your rest, I will come back tomorrow.”
What used to sound like a pleasant teenage voice has now become a small knife that is slowly being ground against Shoucheng Zhu’s dental nerve.
“…… Teacher, see you tomorrow.”
The footsteps outside the door sounded again, followed by the rustling of keys, and the door to the next room was opened and closed.
It was only when he heard the door close that Shoucheng Zhu let out a sharp breath and reached out to tug on the light cord.
The tungsten filament in the bulb dimmed for a moment and slowly lit up.
Standing under the brightness, Shoucheng Zhu’s cold sweat crackled down around his body.
He pulled off the bed sheet he had stained like crazy and threw it into the dirty clothes basket in a ball, then picked up the stained pants he had just taken off and checked them back and forth to make sure there was no trace of blood on them, before his spirit was drained and he sat down at the foot of the bed in despair.
Shoucheng Zhu doesn’t have the energy left to count the candy stored in the bedside table.
Because he found a fresh, still-jammy paper of sugar paper in the seam between the bedside table and the bed.
Shoucheng Zhu’s eyes were blank as he thought, “What the hell is going on here?
He himself began to wonder if he had eaten any candy today.
Shoucheng Zhu grabbed his hair and cursed fiercely.
In a wall away from him, Xiaochi Chi, who had her head down and was making her bed, changed her shape.
When he looked up at his watch again, his face had fully recovered.
Ying Lou made up Xiaochi Chi’s bed, took his towel, confirmed that Xiaochi Chi’s parents would be back in about fifteen minutes, re-covered the door, carried the chicken cake he had just bought, went downstairs, and opened the door to his house.
Xiaochi Chi has been asleep in his bed for a long time.
With one hand on his stomach and Ying Lou’s sports undershirt over his body, he is comfortably nestled under the summer blanket, his fingers and belly showing through the corner of the blanket, covered with wrinkles from the hot water.
What Xiaochi Chi does is simple.
As Shoucheng Zhu invited him into his home and turned around to fetch a green bean lollipop, he alternately pasted an advanced hypnosis card, an advanced dream-making card, and a hypnosis-awakening card onto his back.
Name: Hypnosis-Awakening Card (Intermediate)
Duration: set-up + ready-to-use
Number of pieces: 1
Quality: Fine
Type: Single-use items
Required exchange points: 5 points of remorse
Introduction: To wake up a lover, you need a honeyed kiss; to wake up a child, you need a creamy candy; to wake up a gourmand, you just need the smell of cooked rice and wheat.
To put it bluntly, this card requires a fixed condition to be set in order to wake up the person who has been hit by the hypnosis card at a specific time.
Xiaochi Chi sets the conditions for his awakening, which is that he sleepwalks and then eats a candy stored in the bedside table.
As Shoucheng Zhu puts down his ice lolly and heads to his bedroom, driven by a dizzying sleepiness, ready to be castrated in his two-hour-long dream, Xiaochi Chi gets up, restores the chair he sat in, takes his homework with him, goes to the bathhouse for a hot shower, knocks on Ying Lou’s door, and falls back to sleep.
…… During this time, Xiaochi Chi would take a thorough bath every time he went to Shoucheng Zhu’s house.
After Shoucheng Zhu’s dream begins, Xiaochi Chi falls asleep with his intermittent wailing.
Xiaochi Chi got up from the bed at around 4:00 p.m. and, in a semi-sleepwalking state, took another shower and came back to bed steaming hot.
Ying Lou put down the plastic bag containing the chicken cake at the end of the bed and sat on the edge of the bed.
Xiaochi Chi’s sleep was slightly disturbed by the slight sinking of the bed, and he opened his eyes to look at Ying Lou, then rolled to the inside of the bed, giving up most of the bed to Ying Lou.
Ying Lou gazed at him, her heart softened.
He tenderly stroked Xiaochi Chi’s forehead, one at a time.
Knowing who was coming, Xiaochi Chi lay on her back in a blur of consciousness and let him touch her.
After coaxing Xiaochi Chi for a while, Ying Lou didn’t go to bed to occupy his resting place, but folded his changed clothes one by one.
This is a change of clothes only yesterday, no need to wash.
Ying Lou thought as she folded her clothes that their plan, at last, could begin.
I just don’t know if Chi Xiao will be willing to stay here for a longer period of time after the matter here is finished ……
Ying Lou thought, took his shorts, shook them, and was about to fold them when he felt a small hard object in the right-hand pocket.
…… a disk?
Ying Lou thinks about it, but doesn’t remember anyone going to the warehouse to cash in such stored items, either herself or Xiaochi Chi.
Its style is ordinary, but judging from its huge memory, it is not a product of this era.
Out of curiosity, Ying Lou placed the disk in her palm and tried to detect the messages inside.
Encrypted? 32-bit?
Ying Lou laughed when she realized this.
32-bit password ah.
If you don’t know the thinking of the person who set the password in the first place, it is a nightmare to crack it.
Even with a frequency of one hundred milliseconds to crack, the cracking time is half a lifetime to start with.
Ying Lou was just about to put the disk down when a cutting pain struck her brain, causing Ying Lou’s face to change, and she haphazardly propped her hand on the edge of the bed and let out a low “mmm”.
He looked up at first to make sure Xiaochi Chi hadn’t been woken up by himself.
But Ying Lou’s vision was soon covered by a distorted picture that flashed rapidly, brightly and indistinctly, even with intermittent noise, like an old film with damaged reels, rolling round and round on an old spinning wheel, pulling him, slowly sinking into the sea of memory.
It was only then that Ying Lou discovered that the disk had been manufactured with a fragment of the original owner’s memory attached to it.
The memory of his thoughts on the original design of the code may have survived.
In the first instant of dipping into the sea, a light and shadow that could not see the form floated in front of his eyes, and the voice that came out was ambiguous: “…… What is your name.”
“My name is Ying Lou.”
“Age.”
“Sixteen years old.”
“Cause of death.”
“…… I’m not sure. It should be a fall.”
“……”
“……”
“The basic information is verified to be correct. Ying Lou , I ask you, do you want to work for our system and get a chance to be reborn?”
