C47

The night was as black as ink. The moon was hidden in the thick clouds, and there were no stars in the dark sky.

It was late at night, and the street lamps seemed tired. The lighting was dim and there was a sense of heaviness about them. There were no pedestrians on the road, only occasional cars.

Suddenly, a scream pierced the silence of the night — "Ah!" It was a high-pitched female scream. After half a second, it became quiet again.

A car drove by at a leisurely pace, but it suddenly braked and finally backed away. A young man rushed out of the car. He ran to the side of the street with a frightened look on his face.

"Miss, Miss, what happened to you?"

At the entrance of the hospital laid a woman. To be more precise, it was a woman with a big belly! "Her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and she was wearing a flowery dress. There was even a little bit of blood on her waist, which continued to expand …

There was a stooped figure in the transparent thermos, small and thin, an old man with gray hair and wrinkled skin like a layer of walnut. He was naked and his chest was no longer heaving. His small eyes were wide open, and they were full of ignorance, a kind of baby's gaze. His torso was stained with blood, and a long white umbilical cord was still attached to his stomach. There was a birthmark on his left shoulder, shaped like an open eye.

Ah!" Beside the thermostat, a pale, sweaty woman screamed in disbelief. Her body seemed extremely weak, and even her calves were trembling. Beside her, a nurse with a slightly frightened face managed to support her.

"No, this child must not have been born of me!" The woman kept shaking her head, "How did I give birth to this monster? It had only been half an hour, it had only been half an hour, but he had already grown up from a baby, aged, and died of natural causes. No, this wasn't real! Right, that birthmark, that birthmark! I remember! "

Deep doubt and fear flashed across the woman's eyes: "It's that man, he's the one who made me pregnant! A week ago, when I was out at night, I met a strange man in a remote alley. He was bare-chested and had a birthmark like that on his left shoulder, just like an eye! He suddenly moved closer to me, grabbed me by the neck, stabbed me in the stomach with something, and ran. The light was so dim that I couldn't see what the weapon was. But then I checked my body and all I saw was a shallow wound, and it didn't look like it was caused by a sharp weapon, it looked like it was scalded, and I thought maybe it was my own psychological effect that made me feel stabbed, so I didn't think much of it. But then I got pregnant, my God, it made me crazy, I hadn't even had a physical relationship with a man yet, how could I live if the reputation got out of my head, I didn't dare tell anyone. However, my stomach expanded rapidly. I was worried that I would die if this went on, so I planned to go to the hospital by myself. I didn't expect that I would collapse before reaching the hospital. That's right, that birthmark, that eye-like birthmark! "It must be that man's doing. You must catch that man!"

"Wounds? "Where is that burn wound you're talking about?" a doctor in a white coat asked suspiciously.

"A little below the navel." The woman somewhat anxiously lifted her bloodstained skirt. A portion of her snow-white belly was exposed, but apart from the normal blotches from her pregnancy, there were no more abnormal marks.

"No wounds." The doctor looked at it with unusual seriousness. "It's all so ridiculous, it's a medical riddle..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, our program will continue to pay attention to this bizarre case of rapid infant death due to aging. Please continue to pay attention to our program …"

There were no lights on in the large living room, only the huge LCD screen that shone brightly.

On the sofa, Zhang Manting shrunk herself into a ball, her heart still trembling. The news was over, but the image of the wrinkled old man with the umbilical cord blood still lingered in her mind. A birthmark, an eye shaped birthmark! Yes, boyfriend Xu Xiao also had the same birthmark, like a tattoo. Also, like the rapidly aging and dying baby, the birthmark was on Xu Xiao's left shoulder, just a little on top of the butterfly bone! One week ago... A week ago, he had been away on a business trip to Maple City in his province — yes, that pregnant woman had been in Maple City!

The color of blood left Zhang Manting's cheeks and lips. She picked up the phone and pressed down a string of familiar numbers with her trembling fingers.

"Hello?"

"Hey, it's me."

"Darling, I missed you. Just when I wanted to call you, you called me!" Xu Xiao's voice was very excited, "There are two more days before I can return from my business trip." What gift do you want? Chocolate or clothes, I'll bring it back for you. "

"You, do you still remember Maple City?"

"Maple City?" Xu Xiao's doubtful voice gradually turned to understanding. "I remember now. Last week, didn't I just go there to make a mistake?"

An extraordinary thing happened in Maple City — a week ago, a woman was ambushed. She got a stab in the stomach, and then she got pregnant, and in the end she gave birth to a weird baby — a baby that grew up, aged, and died of natural causes half an hour after it was born! I just saw the news report, it's so scary!

"Hey, what are you doing with all this nonsense?" Xu Xiao's voice did not have the slightest ripple. "Be careful of yourself. The world is vast and full of wonders. What's so strange about that?"

"There was a birthmark on the baby." Zhang Manting refused to give up and continued to probe. "That woman recalled that the person who attacked her also had the same birthmark!"

"Oh?" Xu Xiao replied, "Many people have birthmarks on their bodies. Perhaps this is just a coincidence."