If you are afraid, come to your arms [Quick Transmigration]

There are only ten days until the Chinese New Year, and Kawata Hana Kindergarten is on vacation.

Chen Zhou and Lele also had nothing to do. They either stayed at home and watched TV together all day, or chatted with Grandpa Liu.

Grandpa Liu is very good at cooking. After Chen Zhou tasted it once, he often took Lele to eat.

Although Grandpa Liu said that every time he saw Chen Zhoutian approaching with a face, he pretended to be disgusted, but he was actually very happy.

It feels so good to have people around and making noise.

As people get older, they like to be more lively.

The little native dog has also grown up a bit, and has more and more the chic appearance of a Chinese pastoral dog.

Helping Grandpa Liu look after the nursing home is still decent.

Just today, Chen Zhou and Lele returned to the Rose Building after dinner at Grandpa Liu's house. Chen Zhou deliberately touched the door on the second floor by the yellowish light.

Just when Chen Zhou bumped into the gray layer on the door and disappeared.

It looks like the door to the second floor will be opened tonight.

Chen Zhou was teased by Lele and came back to his senses.

Looking at Lele, who was being raised day by day by him, the uneasiness that had just arisen in Chen Zhou's heart disappeared in an instant.

It's no big deal, Lele will help her exorcise evil spirits.

Chen Zhou calmed down and waited for the system to release the task.

This time, Chen Zhou waited until three in the morning.

【Mission [-]: Visit people on the second floor. 】

Chen Zhou lifted the quilt carefully, put on his clothes and shoes, and turned around to cover Lele with the quilt.

Lele's little face was flushed red from sleep, her mouth was slightly pouted, and she was still snoring.

Sleeping so deeply, Chen Zhou couldn't bear to call him when he was doing tasks.

Sighing, he left the house.

Chen Zhou turned on the flashlight as usual, and went downstairs by touching the escalator.

At this time, the white gauze covering the armrest no longer hurts the hand, but has become very soft.

Chen Zhou frowned, and shone the beam on it——

Red!

No, something is wrong.

It was all white before.

Chen Zhou retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted. He felt his hand was wet. He looked down——

It's sticky blood!

Chen Zhou bared his teeth and wiped the blood on the wall with half fear and half disgust.

Only then did I discover that there were also many bloodstains on the wall.

It's a bright red bloody handprint!

Chen Zhou's hand holding the mobile phone began to tremble. He took a picture of the mobile phone around while going downstairs, and found bloody handprints all over the gray wall in the daytime.

Extending from the fifth floor to the first floor, there is only one.

Chen Zhou gritted his teeth and cursed. He didn't dare to look back, and he didn't dare to go forward. He stood on the spot and calmed down for a while.

After Chen Zhou took a deep breath, he raised his head and planned to go back, but found that he was already standing at the door on the second floor.

Chen Zhou: ...mmp, you can use the system, and it also comes with a teleportation service.

The door in front of it was not as clean as the 4th and 3rd floors, but there were some bloodstains on it, and the reach was a bit low, not exceeding Chen Zhou's abdomen.

Chen Zhou held the doorknob, pushed the door open and entered.

This house is definitely the richest and wealthiest one Chen Zhou has ever seen in Rose Tower.

Because he saw many game consoles and computers in the bedroom not far away.

This computer looks a bit clunky, but it is clearly advanced in this day and age.

Bull batch!

Chen Zhou eagerly wanted to touch it, but unexpectedly there was a click behind him.

The door opened.

Surprised, Chen Zhou looked back.

It's a boy with a backpack on his back.

The school uniform in [-] was just like that, with red stripes on a white background and a small red scarf around his chest. He looked about thirteen or fourteen years old.

The boy put down his schoolbag, lay down on the soft sofa, picked up the game console beside him and started playing.

Chen Zhou looked envious.

Don't you do your homework, kids?

After a while, the alarm clock rang, and Chen Zhou and the students looked over together.

It was exactly nineteen o'clock in the evening.

The boy put down the game console, got up and tidied up the sofa, and put all the game consoles on the floor neatly.

He ran to the toilet and took out the broom and mop, and cleaned the inside and outside of the house.

By the way, I ran to the kitchen to cook a meal.

Chen Zhou sat on the sofa watching this scene, and praised him.

Such a good boy is really too rare.

Little friend, the red scarf on your chest is much more colorful!

"Jingle Bell--"

The landline next to the sofa rang.

The boy threw the mop away, ran over to answer it with a smile on his face, and pressed the speakerphone.

"Hello, Mom!"

His mother was on the phone.

"Baby, how is your study today?"

"Very good! Mom, when are you coming back? I've already cooked..."

The other end of the phone interrupted him directly.

"I won't be back today. The company still has things to do, so I have to be busy for a few days."

The smile on the young man's face disappeared immediately, and he hung on the phone line: "But you promised to come back today."

"Mom is too busy to come back. The money is in the cabinet. Remember to buy food and medicine."

"But……"

"Okay, hang up, love you."

Following the disappearing red light on the landline, the boy pursed his mouth aggrievedly.

He put the phone back, sat on the sofa and was lost in thought.

The phone rang again.

With hope rekindled on the boy's face, he answered the phone.

"Hey, son, how is your health recently?"

It's his dad.

"I am in good health and have been taking medicine. Dad, are you coming to see me today?"

"Huh? What? Your mother isn't home?"

"She's busy with work..."

"Tsk, I said that when I divorced your mother and asked you to follow me, she wouldn't allow it. Do you have time to take care of you now? What's the trouble!"

The teenager hurriedly defended his mother: "She left money for me."

"How much can money be used for?"

"..."

"Hey, let's not talk about it. Your aunt's daughter's birthday is today. I have to go home. I won't come to see you recently. Take care of your health."

"Dad, I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was hung up again.

The young man finished his words meekly, even though no one listened.

"Today is my birthday too."

When Chen Zhou heard this, he felt extremely sad.

This room is full of toys and game consoles, but they can't bring him happiness.

He kept the TV on all the time, but it couldn't bring him excitement.

The temperature of the air conditioner was also adjusted very high, but it still couldn't bring him warmth.

All this boy wants is companionship and love.

And these cannot be communicated to him through the cold telephone line.

He is lonely.

The boy stood up dejectedly, and unplugged the cooking power.

The rice is not cooked yet.

It doesn't need to be cooked.

Anyway, no one came to eat.

Chen Zhou watched him take out his homework from his schoolbag, put it on the table, and started to do his homework.

Head lower and lower until it is completely down on the table.

Chen Zhou stretched his neck to look, and saw the young man crying silently.

Tears fell along the contours of the face onto the homework book, moistened the white paper, turned into puddles of small water spots, and then penetrated.

The teenager is writing a composition.

The titles are those that come up frequently, and now he is writing "My Parents".

Orphans like Chen Zhou didn't like writing essays when they were young.

Because there are too many types of emotions for writing essays, but he is very lacking.

Chen Zhou saw the first sentence written by the boy——

"My parents don't love me."

In the heart of the teenager, the mother loves work and making money more, and puts the company in the first place.

But Dad divided himself from life, he found a new family, and he was not willing to give him any love at all.

I am a person who no one loves.

Chen Zhou was really distressed.

After that, I saw the boy tearing up his homework, returning to the bedroom with a blank expression, and turning on the computer.

The light from the computer shone on his face, reflecting tears.

Chen Zhou was sitting in the living room watching his back.

"Tat-tat--"

It's the sound of time speeding up.

Chen Zhou saw the electronic clock on the table beating all the time.

From nineteen in the evening to eight in the morning, and from eight in the morning to eleven in the evening.

After a whole day, the boy sat in front of the computer without moving a bit.

No food, no drink, no toilet, no sleep, no talking.

Chen Zhou looked a little anxious. Seeing that another day had passed, Chen Zhou couldn't bear it any longer. He walked to the side of the boy and looked at him sideways.

The boy slumped on the seat, his eyes rolled white.

dead, dead?

Chen Zhou's eyes widened in disbelief.

It was only now that I discovered that the medicine bottle next to the computer was medicine for heart disease.

This kid has a heart attack!

Chen Zhou didn't even know when he had a heart attack.

Maybe it was on his birthday, maybe it was just now.

Chen Zhou didn't dare to look at him again, and returned to the living room with some fear.

Then the door opened.

A woman in overalls opened the door with a key.

"Honey, I'm back!"

Seeing her son sitting in front of the computer without moving, the woman thought he was sulking with herself, changed her shoes and walked over: "What's wrong, it's because mom didn't come back to accompany you? Don't be angry, I brought you delicious food."

The woman approached and stretched out her hand to squeeze the young man's shoulder, and saw the young man collapsed with a chair.

"what--"

The woman was startled, and hastily bent down to pull the boy up.

She touched the boy's cold body, his heartless chest, and his lifeless nose.

The woman's exquisite makeup looked extremely pale on her face at this time. She took the medicine on the table, lifted the boy up, and stuffed the medicine into his mouth.

"Don't scare mom, come on, take the medicine, just take the medicine, come on..."

"Eat quickly, eat!"

"I was wrong... I should have come back yesterday. Baby, open your mouth, swallow, swallow..."

"..."

Like crazy, the woman stuffed a whole bottle of medicine into the boy's mouth.

The makeup on his face was blurred by tears, mixed with black, white, pink, and red, dripping on the boy's face.

In the end, she sat down on the ground decadently, and crawled to get the bag on the table in the living room.

When he took out his mobile phone from his bag and was about to make an emergency call, he caught sight of the torn piece of paper.

The sentence "My parents don't love me" came into her eyes.

She suddenly burst into tears, pinching the phone and crying heartbreakingly: "Mom... Mom loves you, I am, I love you..."

The cry was too sharp, like an unsharp weapon stabbing at Chen Zhou's heart.

In Chen Zhou's life from childhood to adulthood, there has never been a relative.

It has always been difficult for him to understand father's love and mother's love, but now, he suddenly understands a little bit.

After crying, the woman began to retch, as if she wanted to vomit all her internal organs.

She started laughing inexplicably again, and threw away the phone.

She carefully took out a small box from the things she brought back.

Inside is a birthday cake.

Chen Zhou understood that this was a belated birthday present.

Too late.

The young man will never see it in his life.

At this moment, the woman has no delicate makeup, no neat clothes, and her hair is messed up by herself.

She opened the box, lit a candle, brought it to the boy's body, smiled and began to sing.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you..."

Chen Zhou listened quietly, feeling uncomfortable in every possible way.

The story on the second floor was not like the story on the upper two floors. He didn't know who was to blame for the boy's death.

A voice in my heart said: Of course I blamed that mother!

But the crazy appearance of the woman made him unable to scold her.

Before the end of the song, Chen Zhou heard the doorbell ring.

The doorbell, could it be...

Before Chen Zhou could look, a huge force pulled Chen Zhou back into the darkness.

He heard Lele's cry!

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