Chapter 185 â 1992-2020
RenDongâs pupils shrank suddenly and he clenched his fist and slammed it hard against the invisible wall. There were successive bang bangs in mid-air but Lian Qiao, who was just a short distance away, remained motionless and was not affected in the slightest.
No, donât be like thisâŠ
RenDong slammed against the air wall hard and the blunt sound of his fist hitting the wall echoed repeatedly in the small space. His vision gradually blurred and hot tears rolled down his cheeks endlessly.
âNo⊠Lian Qiao⊠Lian QiaoâŠâ Xu RenDong gradually lost all his strength and his body slid down the invisible wall bit by bit. His fist was already covered in blood and his joints were red and swollen.
He knelt on the ground, his palms still stretched out, trying to touch Lian Qiao who was close at hand.
Butâhe was untouchableâ
Why? Why did it become like this?
Xu RenDong hit that wall with a crowbar, with a knife, and even with his head. But the air wall remained motionless, standing quietly between him and Lian Qiao with an absolutely irresistible force.
Quietly separating life and death.
Xu RenDong heard a cry that was not human-like from his throat. He looked at the statue-like Lian Qiao, the slightly raised corners of Lian Qiaoâs mouth, his red eyes and overflowing tears, and finally his emotions completely collapsed.
He suddenly grabbed the sharp knife that fell aside and stabbed it into his chest!
The cold blade pierced deeply and severe pain followed. He bit his lips tightly and, instead of pulling out the knife immediately, he clenched the handle of the knife and turned it slowly.
The blade was stuck in the ribs and, after half a turn, it couldnât turn anymore.
So he pulled out the knife, changed the position, and stabbed it in again!
Once, twice, three timesâŠ
He stabbed the knife into his chest repeatedly, missing the hilt each time. The knife poked countless blood holes in his chest, bloody and bloody, filling him with excruciating pain. He felt a little relief in this crushing pain. He only thought that he didnât die fast enough.
Blood soaked his clothes and the blood splashed onto the air wall, splashing into beautiful blood flowers.
The massive and rapid blood loss made him feel cold all over. His limbs felt numb and painful like ants had crawled over them. After repeated stabbing, he was finally exhausted, shook violently and fell into a pool of his own blood. He no longer had the strength to pull the knife out of his chest.
If someone passed by at this time and saw his miserable appearance covered in blood, they would definitely not believe that the murderer was himself.
RenDong only felt the sky and the earth spinning and his vision gradually drifted away. He felt his eyelids getting heavier and his soul getting lighter and about to float away from his body.
But in the exhaustion that weighed a thousand ounces and he was reluctant to close his eyes.
He raised his hand hard, trying to wipe the blood splattered on the air wall. He wanted to see Lian Qiao again, but he couldnât bear it.
Even though he knew that he would soon meet him again soon, he still felt very sad.
In a daze, he saw something flickering and slowly rising from his chest.
Silvery white, round and small.
RenDong raised his hand, wanting to grab that thing, but he had no strength left. Deep blood and darkness enveloped him, dragging him back to the endless abyss again.
The elevator was running quietly and smoothly, and suddenly it shook slightly.
This is something that happens every time and Lian Qiao was used to it. But RenDong couldnât seem to get used to it, because every time the elevator vibrated, he would gasp in shock.
It was the same this time.
Lian Qiao looked at RenDong, meeting his dazed eyes.
Before Lian Qiao could speak, RenDongâs eyes suddenly became wet. He came over and put his arms around Lian Qiao. Lian Qiao was taken aback, tilted his head and asked, âWhatâs the matter?â
RenDong didnât speak, just hooked his neck and buried his head on his shoulder.
Lian Qiao habitually raised his hand and gently stroked his hair. However, touching him like this, Lian Qiao found that his neck was getting heavier and heavier. RenDong hung on his body like a koala, making him instinctively wrap his arms around RenDongâs waist.
It didnât take long for the person in his arms to change from a 1.8 meter handsome young man into a wrinkled baby covered in red and purple.
RenDongâs clothes and pants have slipped off his body. The little child was held in the arms of Lian Qiao and was so immature that it made one not dare to touch it. Lian Qiao was stunned for half a second and suddenly realized that the babyâs skin was a little cold, so he hurriedly wrapped his clothes around him.
After thinking about it and feeling a little worried, he unzipped his jacket and stuffed the little guy into his arms.
âHow did you become so smallâŠâ
Lian Qiao didnât know how to take care of a child. At this time, holding this little guy feels awkward anyway. He didnât know if holding RenDong in this position would make him uncomfortable.
The sudden change made Lian Qiao doubt his life but there was no doubt that this wrinkled little guy is RenDong.
Little RenDongâs face was pressed against his chest. Lian Qiao couldnât help poking RenDongâs face lightly with his fingertips. The soft and fragile touch made him feel a warmth that he had never felt before.
It occurred to him: What if they had children?
As soon as he thought of this, his heart trembled suddenly.
After being with RenDong, he never thought about the issue of âhaving a childâ. He felt that RenDong in his world was enough but the heavy little guy in his arms aroused a tenderness he had never experienced before. He couldnât help thinking: If he and RenDong had a childâŠ
What a wonderful thing that would be.
Little RenDong lay quietly in his arms, as well-behaved as a doll. Lian Qiao lovingly stroked his little head and couldnât help but smirk when he touched it.
So cuteâŠthe hair is so soft. Was baby hair originally like this? Is this called fetal hair?
Wasnât there some people who collected baby hair to make brushesâŠ
The corners of Lian Qiaoâs mouth were raised high. His thoughts were flying all over the sky and he didnât know where to go.
It wasnât until a snowflake floated into his neck unexpectedly, making him shiver from the cold, that he remembered: Thatâs right! Iâm in an elevator! I still need to make it out of this instance!
He turned around, only to realize that the elevator doors had already opened at some point. Outside the door is a world of ice and snow and the lighting was not very good, so he couldnât see clearly. He subconsciously tightened his collar, for fear that the wind and snow outside would freeze the little RenDong in his arms.
âAre you asleep?â Lian Qiao lowered his head and spoke softly to Little RenDong.
RenDong lay on his chest docilely, without making a sound.
Probably because of the newborn relationship, his eyes were swollen and purple and he couldnât open them yet. He looked like a little mouse, so pitiful.
Lian Qiao thought he was asleep but he wasnât. Hearing Lian Qiaoâs voice, Little RenDong raised his small hand and gently rubbed against his neck.
The little RenDong was held very warm in his arms, so the little hands were also warm and extremely soft, so fragile that they seemed to break when touched. Lian Qiao felt his heart melt when he rubbed against him so lightly. He just wanted to hug the little guy until he grew old and he didnât want to get out of the elevator at all!
Itâs over, itâs over, Iâm addicted to holding a baby and am not in a mood to take on this instance, what should I do!
Lian Qiao rubbed Little RenDongâs head lovingly and suddenly realized that if he continued rubbing Little RenDong, he would make him go bald.
No, no, I must restrain myself!
Lian Qiao coughed and said, âRenDong, are you okay?â
Little RenDong nodded lightly.
Little RenDong nodded again.
Even such a simple movement made Lian Qiao feel like he was going to be turned into a cute girl. He couldnât help but bow his head and kiss RenDongâs little head, feeling satisfied, then he wrapped his coat tightly and stepped out of the elevator.
Lian Qiao looked at his empty chest in shock, and touched left and right in disbelief.
Lian Qiao looked around in panic,but the elevator door behind him closed the door in front of him with a âbangâ like revenge, as if giving him a clean slap in the face.
The elevator disappeared in an instant, leaving Lian Qiao alone, standing in the open snow all around, with a dazed expression on his face.
RenDong is too small! If he stayed alone in the snow, he would freeze to death!
Thinking of this, Lian Qiaoâs hair stood on end. He quickly forced himself to calm down and carefully observe the surrounding environment.
There was heavy snow in the sky, which reminded him of the first matryoshka world. But this time was not quite the same as that time. This time it was late at night and the surroundings were foggy, so he couldnât see anything clearly.
Lian Qiao was about to take out the flashlight to illuminate but accidentally found a faint yellow halo in the distance.
The surrounding area of the snow field is very empty, without any guidances, obviously this halo was the instruction of the instance.
Lian Qiao ran towards the halo without hesitation but, after two steps, the halo disappeared.
Lian Qiao froze for a moment, looked around and found the halo in another direction.
No, it should be called âteleportationâ rather than âmovingâ.
The more wrong things in the instance, the more worthy it was of attention. Lian Qiao thought for a while, turned off the flashlight and started running towards the new location of the halo.
The flashlight is too bright, the halo is very weak and it was covered by heavy snow. It is easy to miss if you use the flashlight. However, without turning on the flashlight, Lian Qiao was practically running in the dark. Once the danger appeared, it would be impossible to guard against it.
Fortunately, there were no obstacles in the snow, only snowflakes constantly beating against his face.
The flying snow melted into water on his cheeks and it was so cold that it hurt, but Lian Qiao was extremely anxious in his heart.
Where is RenDong? Where did RenDong go?
Will he be in that place of light?
1992-2020, this dungeon prompt was so mysterious. If his guess was correct, then RenDong was the key player this time. Then it is reasonable for RenDong to be placed in a special place as soon as he enters the dungeon.
âBut is there any danger there? Was he alone?
Heâs so smallâŠhe canât be alone!
The more Lian Qiao thought about it, the more disturbed he became and he felt that there was a big stone on his chest, which was so heavy that he couldnât breathe.
The snow fell harder and harder. Lian Qiao kept running towards the halo and the hot air from his breath hit his face in turn, making him hot and sweaty. The halo changes position every one to two minutes, and the distance is so far that it is not normal no matter how you look at it.
Whatâs even more weird is that blood spots gradually appeared on the road. The bloodstain also extended towards the location of the halo, as if a seriously injured person was always walking in front of him, leading him the way.
Lian Qiao was like a ghost hitting a wall and kept being turned around before he could run far, being led by the nose by the halo and blood.
Fortunately, he moved fast enough. As he ran, the halo got closer and closer to him and he could vaguely see the shadow of a building.
Lian Qiao squinted his eyes while running, carefully identifying the shape of the building. He felt it was a little familiar but couldnât remember where he had seen it before. As for the blood on the ground, it looked fresh and warm, as if it had just dripped from someoneâs body not long ago and the remaining body temperature even melted the snow into small red holes.
There are occasional messy footprints beside those small holes. Lian Qiao didnât have time to check it carefully. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind:
After running like this for an unknown amount of time, the building exuding a yellow halo finally pierced through the fog and appeared in front of my eyes.
It was a small two-story western-style building, the architectural style was the style of the last century and it looked old and simple. Lian Qiaoâs heart skipped a beat when he saw the small black shadow on the steps of the courtyard door.
He ran over in a hurry, almost tripping over the thick snow. Stumbling to the gate of the yard, he almost fell to the ground, picked up the small ball with both hands and quickly held it in his arms to check.
Itâs RenDong! Itâs his RenDong!
Little RenDongâs originally red face had turned pale and his swollen eyes still made it impossible to open them. He was obviously frozen and even his lips were trembling at this moment.
However, the strange thing is that the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he sensed Lian Qiaoâs arrival.
âRenDong! Wake up! RenDong!â Calling to him, Lian Qiao lifted up his clothes and passed warmth to him with his own body.
As soon as RenDongâs small body was pressed against his chest, Lian Qiao was startled.
God, how long has he been lying in the snow? How could I find him so late? How can I be so late?!
Lian Qiao blamed himself so much that he wanted to stab himself a few times but there was no time for him to torture himself at this time. He kept calling RenDongâs name but the little guy in his arms never responded.
Fortunately, the little chest is still rising and falling, which proved that little RenDong was still alive.
Lian Qiao didnât waste any more time. He clenched his fists and started knocking on the door of that building.
âOpen the door! Open the door! Is there anyone! Help!â
Lian Qiao knocked on the gate of the courtyard and shouted at the top of his lungs. Soon he saw a figure flickering in the window on the second floor.
However, before the person from the second floor came out, there was the sound of snow being crushed behind him.
Lian Qiao turned around abruptly and pulled out the crowbar with a bang.
âHssssââ Seeing this, the visitor immediately took two steps back in fright and drew in a breath of air.
âWhat are you doing?â Lian Qiao narrowed his eyes and stared at the visitor coldly.
He saw the young girl in a down jacket in front of him and her cheeks were red from the cold, like a small apple.
She frowned, her eyes fell on the crowbar in Lian Qiaoâs hand and she said unhappily: âWhat am I doing? Of course I came here to find a place to keep warm! Seeing you like this, you are also a player, right? Can you put away the crowbar, how can I dare alk to you like this?â
Lian Qiao: âThen donât talk.â
Little Apple: â???â So cold? Do you and I have some sort of grudge against each other!?