Chapter 511

In the villa yard, a group of children gathered together.

The sound inside the window on the third floor was so loud that it was naturally heard by these sharp eared children.

When Lu Xin came out, the children's worried eyes suddenly looked at him. Some were angry, some were afraid, some were angry and afraid. Of course, there were some angry and afraid, and they also had a look of hate.

Lu Xin lowered her head, even unwilling to meet the children's eyes, and walked quickly.

He stepped on the motorcycle and walked slowly towards the outside of the villa.

When he arrived at the gate, Lu Xin slowed down.

Turning around, you can see the entrance of the villa, which is three or four square meters, decorated very clean, and equipped with a small carbon stove. The old security guard is standing inside, quietly looking up, across a new glass window, looking at himself.

Lu Xin also looked at him quietly. They didn't speak for a long time.

Similarly, it seems that we can't see any different emotions from each other's eyes.

After three or four seconds, Lu Xin nodded to him and said in a low voice, "why don't you raise flowers recently?"

The old security guard was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

Lu Xin said: "continue to raise it. I've specially reserved a flower pool for you."

With these words, he slowly turned the accelerator, drove out of the villa and gave the two waiting minibus drivers 50 yuan. Then without saying a word, the speed of the motorcycle gradually increased and drove far to the end of the road.

In the security booth, the old security guard suddenly felt cool after a long time.

It turned out that my cold sweat had soaked my back.

"Not good..."

Suddenly, he thought of something and strode towards the villa.

Old body, speed actually appears very fast.

Step three steps, quickly ran to the third floor of the villa, in front of the largest room, fiercely pushed the door open, saw the deer teacher is sitting in front of the window in silence, looking at the outside without saying a word, did not respond to his rushing in.

In winter, it's getting dark very quickly. Night is coming outside, and the dim light sprinkles on her.

The old security guard was relieved to see that she was OK.

But looking at her back outside the window, for a moment, I didn't know how to open my mouth.

After a while, he whispered, "are you ok?"

The deer teacher did not look back, still just quietly looking outside, said: "now, you should worry about him, right?"

Old Bao settled down for a while, some worried way: "how much does he know?"

Teacher Xiaolu replied softly, "he has thought of what happened in the orphanage. Although I didn't ask him in detail, I can see that he should have remembered everything, including the voice when he broke my spine with his own hands..."

The old security guard's eyes, there is a deep fear..

This made him subconsciously breathe heavily: "what about the others?"

Teacher Xiaolu shook his head after a long time.

The old guard seems to have put down a snack, but there are still many questions to ask.

Just looking at teacher Xiaolu's silence, he couldn't bear it.

As a result, like consolation, a smile appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "in this way, it's also... Very good..."

"He thought of the past, but he didn't lose control..."

"Maybe, maybe that means he's really... OK?"

“……”

"I hope he's better."

Teacher Xiaolu slowly lowered his head, with a little chagrin in his voice: "maybe, he has really become better, but I... I still feel afraid of him, I really don't understand, can't you say... Can't put down the past, it's actually me?"

"You can't say that."

The old security guard raised his head fiercely, and his expression was more serious than ever: "in the whole thing, the only thing that can't be blamed is you."

"Of all the people, you are the only one who is innocent."

"You have nothing to do with these things, just because since you have an orphanage, you have to look like an orphanage, so you will be accepted... Outsiders come in, but at that time, who could have thought that so many things would happen?"

"What's more, I didn't expect that it was you who came to bear these things at last..."

“……”

"Stop it..."

The old security guard's words seemed to give teacher Xiaolu a great blow, and his mood became a little fierce.

"You know..."

There was a faint cry in her voice: "I'm not innocent."

"After all, I was the one who put forward the escape plan..."

“……”

The old security guard didn't say anything, as if he regretted raising the question.

After a long silence, he slowly shook his head and said, "it's not your fault. You were thinking about those children at that time. Moreover, if it wasn't for someone's informer, your escape plan... Might not have failed..."

"What's the use of saying that?"

Teacher Xiaolu's face was full of tears. She clenched her hands tightly, and her nails almost penetrated into the flesh. Her voice seemed to have a strange kind of repression and restraint: "I can never shirk this fault. The person who told the Dean has also died. The disaster has been caused, and things have become what they are now. How can I say that I am innocent again?"

"How can I say it's none of my business?"

"Maybe if it wasn't for me, they wouldn't die, at least they were alive..."

“……”

The old security guard recognized the deep remorse in her words, but felt powerless.

It seems that his heart, also in the engraving, hesitated to say something.

However, he was not sure himself. He could only speak slowly and softly: "do you remember after the disaster?"

"Some people's bodies disappeared for no reason, among them..."

After a pause, he said in a low voice, "including the child who informs..."

Teacher fawn hung his head and didn't listen to his words.

Maybe it doesn't help for her. After all, death is death

Seeing that she could not understand this, the old security guard sighed gently.

After a long time, he took the initiative to change the topic, said: "well, when he left, what did he say?"

Outside the window, the last ray of evening light shines on teacher Xiaolu's face.

She slowly showed a sad smile on the corner of her mouth and said in a soft voice, "he said he would cure himself."

The expression on the old guard's face also changed slightly.

After a while, he gently shook his head, said: "but who knows, which is cured of him?"

"I don't know..."

After a long time, teacher Xiaolu said with no confidence: "but I know that he tried his best to take everyone out of that hell. He did everything a child could do to fight against those adults..."

"What I hate most now is my own fear..."

"Half of me, when I think of what happened that night, I feel afraid, and I'm afraid of him..."

"The other half of me, when I think of him who tried my best at that time, but could not save people..."

"In fact, it's very pitiful..."

……

……

Driving on the road where the night is falling and the lights are gradually reflected, Lu Xin feels that the world around him is distorted.

As he drove forward, he felt as if something strange had enveloped him.

In front of the streetlights and lights, connected into a strange line.

It's like a strange snake that is long and short, twisted and weird, sometimes connected and sometimes disconnected.

Next to the dark corner, there seems to be something mysterious, looking at themselves secretly.

When they don't go to see them, they are more and more daring, even come out from the corner, one by one show a cold smile to themselves, and deliberately provoke themselves, but when they look at the past, they seem to have nothing.

I am driving on the road, but I feel that the city is alienating me.

Roads, lights, surrounding buildings and people, all seem to be a little bit far away, and they have a certain estrangement.

The red moon, growing bigger and bigger, came to him.

It's as if you can rush into the red moon as soon as you turn the accelerator.

The voice of teacher Xiaolu crying, the voice of questioning himself, the smiling faces of the children in the orphanage, the boy who was smiling and handed the bread to the little girl when he was a child, the cicadas in summer, the sound of scalpels cutting the skin, the beating sound of instruments, the faces of the dead children, the distorted buildings and the shaking furniture, Then there was the crisp click of a broken spine

Lu Xin's head seems to be filled with something, full, leaving no breathing space.

In all directions, there were countless lights, which made him upset.

The heart is beating violently. The faster it jumps, the blood seems to be broken by invisible pressure and rush out of the body.

"Didi..."

All of a sudden, the loud whistle woke Lu Xin up.

All auditory hallucinations and visual hallucinations disappear at the same time.

Lu Xin found that he did not know when to stop at the crossroads.

Around are crowded vehicles, around are blocked by their own, countless bright lights shine on their faces, angry drivers are hard to beat the horn, there are people stretching out their heads from the window, angrily toward themselves: "silly you?"

"Stop in the middle of the road to die? You have a good motorcycle, aren't you? "

“……”

It took Lu Xin a long time to recover his sober mind.

His hand slightly extended to the black bag hanging on the handlebar, but halfway through, he changed his mind.

He just raised his hand and compared it to a gun. He pointed out his head to the man outside the window and touched it gently.

The other side suddenly angry, stretch out most of the body, than a holding submachine gun posture, to Lu Xintu suddenly.

Lu Xin suddenly felt very funny, tightened the accelerator and quickly drove away from the intersection.

……

……

"Is it time for a family meeting?"

When the cold wind of early spring came to his face again, he said in a low voice.