Mushiji [Pleasure]

2333 watched Wen Qianshu finish his breakfast, put down the bowl and started setting the program for the robot, ready to eat lunch.

2333: "Your stomach is a bottomless pit?"

Brother Wen also hesitated for a while: "Would you like to wait a while before eating, can you hold it?"

"No, I'll just eat less." Wen Qianshu looked at the robot, his men kept moving, and smiled, "I want to go to school early, it's almost time for lunch anyway."

The reserved time was too short, and the robot was powerless even with all kinds of craftsmanship, so she gave her a bowl of chopped green onion noodles and a poached egg.

Wen Qianshu lowered his head to eat the noodles, and second brother Wen was still worried, and told her some school rules.

Wen Qianshu nodded while eating, and listened to him whispering: "If you are bullied, go to Qianhua. Anyway, she fights a lot, and she will definitely give you a head start."

"But don't talk to her outright, just give a hint." Second brother Wen thought and said again, "But it's better to fight less - you can take care of her when you go to school."

Wen Qianshu swallowed the noodles in his mouth and smiled: "Will she listen to me?"

"Of course." Second brother Wen said sternly, "Don't look at this silly girl who is whistling all day, she has listened to you since she was a child."

Wen Qianshu agreed.

After she finished eating the noodles, she wiped her mouth with a tissue, and pretended to ask, "Second brother, what else do you want?"

Brother Wen laughed and said, "You remember to water the flowers on the windowsill. The sun has been drying recently, and I think they will be dry."

Wen Qianshu: "Okay."

She got up: "I'm going to pack up and go to school to see."

Brother Wen: "Call when you arrive."

Wen Qianshu: "Mmmm."

Wen Qianshu took three steps and took two steps, went up the steps, and entered the door.

She leaned over, knelt on one knee on the bed, took out electronic notes from under the pillow, copied the data to her mobile phone, and stood up, dragging a pot of flowers back while watching.

2333: "Did you find something?"

Wen Qianshu: "I have a guess."

She skipped a series of "domestic violence", "school bullying", and jumped into several categories of "beloved dead" and looking at the body not hurt.

Sure enough, several key words were marked on the back - "irritable", "fight".

The curtains were wide open, the sunlight penetrated the glass, reflected on the half of Wen Qianshu's face, and on her drooping eyelashes, casting a dark color.

She whispered, "It's not good enough to hide."

After saying that, Wen Qianshu turned around, kicked off his slippers, and stepped into his sneakers: "Let's go, let's go meet the mastermind behind the scenes."

2333: "What? What do you mean?"

"I thought it was strange before. If these people are the black hands of the information overload recently, they should have been investigated, right?"

Wen Qianshu went downstairs, greeted second brother Wen, signaled that he was leaving, and continued to explain to 2333 in his mind: "Wen Tianqi reminded me that Wen Qianhua is likely to be very ill after the accident of 'Wen Qianshu'. It was transformed into the spiritual realm in a short period of time, but it has not been out of control until now."

"Then these victims, they may also have been affected in the spiritual realm a long time ago."

"Wen Qianhua has never seen a doctor." Wen Qianshu, "It means that the person behind him must have bypassed the hospital."

Wen Qianshu: "Besides the hospital, where else can it affect so many people from different families and with different experiences in a long-term and covert way?"

"School."

Wen Qianshu bought the tickets and entered the shuttle. On the way, she called and made an appointment with the school staff, and started texting to ask Mu Lian some questions—some questions about mental grooming conducted by doctors.

Mu Lian didn't ask her why she was interested in this, but just told her one by one: "Yes, if you go to the hospital for mental grooming, you will usually keep a record, and the hospital will randomly check it."

Wen Qianshu's fingers stopped, "Then—"

Countless voices rang in her ears, and countless information emerged.

"Wen Qianhua is always fighting—"

"She wasn't like this before. She was bullied by the school before, and she didn't fight back—"

"domestic violence--"

"Fight--"

"Body injury—"

"I lied to the teacher and said I was not feeling well and went to the infirmary—"

Wen Qianshu continued typing and asked, "What about the school doctor?"

"Will the school doctor check?"

2333 was stunned.

Mu Lian: "School doctor? Is the whistle to the school doctor of the academy?"

Wen Qianshu: "Yes, do they need to take the appeasement certificate?"

Mu Lian: "They do all require a consolation certificate, but they are rarely used, and they don't check very much."

The school doctor's appeasement certificate is to ensure that the sentinel students can give first aid in the event of a mental accident, but this situation is rarely encountered. In addition, most sentinel students have parental guides at home to help with mental grooming. Even if their parents die prematurely, the state will register them, and special welfare agencies will be responsible.

The school doctor is more concerned with dealing with physical injuries, some fevers and colds.

Wen Qianshu lowered her eyes and said to 2333, "2333, check it out."

As early as when Wen Qianshu mentioned it, 2333 had already hacked into the enrollment system, retrieved these sentinels of hypersensitivity, read the school they studied in that year, and the corresponding school doctor.

Photos swiped across the screen.

In the middle, there is an ID photo that has appeared behind everyone.

The ID photo shows a charitable female doctor who is old and has frosty hair. She has deep nasolabial lines, but her smile is gentle and polite, almost amiable.

2333 Check her profile: "Song Huan, she has been to several schools—"

Wen Qianshu: "What about now? No, which school was she in when 'Wen Qianshu' had an accident?"

2333: "Wen Qianhua is here, she is still here."

The shuttle is about to arrive.

Wen Qianshu breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his head and typed, thanking Mu Lian. Who knew that she was just about to send it, and a news feed popped up on the top of the phone - "Sentry attacked partner, please click for details..."

Wen Qianshu was stunned.

She quickly opened it, and found that the sentry who lost control and attacked Wen Qianshu was written on it. Her partner insisted on seeing her, but she suddenly attacked him under the watchful eyes of the police.

Wen Qianshu: "Damn."

She got up immediately and stood at the door of the shuttle.

During the noon break in the school, someone was chatting: "My God, can such a sentinel still have a guide?"

"Eh? She has attacked people before, don't tell me, this guide's movements of turning over the chair are so flexible - why did you grab my phone?"

Wen Qianhua rested on the desk with one hand, frowned, pursed her lips, and swiped the news with her fingers with the other hand.

Out of control sentinels, blood of guides—

The sun is a bit dazzling.

Her pupils shrank, as if through the text, she saw the tragic scene a few years ago.

Blood all over the ground, the roaring sentry, the sister who fell to the ground.

The churning spiritual body, the dissipating mist.

The crowd who stopped her from getting close to her.

I can't tell whether the reality or the people in the memory are talking.

"Are you all right, you look so ugly-"

"Wen Qianhua—"

Wen Qianhua: "I'm fine, I'm a little uncomfortable—"

She put down her classmate's cell phone: "I'm going to the infirmary."

Mu Danqing, who was sitting in the back row of her, frowned: "Do you want to help?"

"Don't!" Wen Qianhua said coldly, "Don't come here!"

"Don't come here."

You can feel comfortable in the infirmary...

no more pain-

Wen Qianhua felt a cold sweat on her body. She pursed her lips, and found that her head began to hurt, and the pain was terrible.

My heart was pounding, and the pain spread down my arm.

There was a layer of fog around it, and it was impossible to penetrate.

Outside the fog, her sister seemed to be standing there, looking at her silently.

Stop looking at me, please—

don't look at me-

The phone rang, one after another.

There seemed to be staggered sounds of ambulances.

The little leopard cat spun around at her feet.

So annoying, so annoying-

Leave me alone.

Confused, Wen Qianhua felt that something was wrong. She tried to sort out her emotions, but she felt out of breath, as if her neck was pinched by an invisible hand, which made her dizzy.

Wen Qianshu got off the shuttle and found that he couldn't get through to Wen Qianhua's phone.

A harsh alarm suddenly sounded in the ear, and the electronic voice said: "Warning, warning, the world line is beginning to collapse-"

Wen Qianshu: "..."

2333: "..."

2333: "What did I say, I told you not to stand a flag!"

Wen Qianshu: "You didn't say it!"

Wen Qianshu ran away, running towards the school while sending a message to Mu Lian, explaining briefly and asking her to help call the police.

2333: "Can't you report it yourself?"

Wen Qianshu: "If you report it yourself, you will lose time. If the police arrive in front of me, will I still be able to meet Wen Qianhua?"

2333: "Then you can tell the truth and let them—"

Wen Qianshu: "How can there be the truth, it's all my guess."

"How can a normal person think that the guide will have 'sentry hypersensitivity'? It's not right to hear the name!"

2333: "?"

Did you finally admit that something was wrong with you?

The more 2333 thought about it, the more wrong: "Then are you sure you can save her?"

Wen Qianshu: "Try it, I can only guess now."

The sound of the alarm became more and more harsh, and Wen Qianshu was stunned: "No - your world line, the time given is too short, right?"

2333: "Look at the road! There is a car ahead!"

Wen Qianhua went down the stairs with the handrail, gritted her teeth and walked to the floor of the infirmary.

Wen Qianshu rushed across the road and explained to the doorman that she had an appointment, saying that her sister might not be feeling well, and she had to take him to the hospital as soon as possible.

The midday sun is getting more and more dazzling, and the alarm is sharp.

The wind roared through the street and lifted the leaves all over the sky.

2333 turned on the scanner and looked for the direction of Wen Qianhua.

The guard was so anxious to see Wen Qianshu, and he did have an appointment, so he let her in.

Birds start to fly, insects and ants scurrying.

The people in the school didn't know anything, they just thought it was weird and talked to each other.

Wen Qianhua finally arrived at the door of the infirmary. Just as she was about to open the door, she saw the little leopard cat stopping her and stopping in front of her.

Wen Qianhua: "Get out of the way."

The little leopard cat sighed and stood across the door, hitting her legs with its body, trying to hit her back.

It couldn't hit Wen Qian Hua at all, but it still hurt.

Wen Qianhua's face was cold, and she reached out to pull it, but heard footsteps behind her—hurried and fast, panting heavily.

Wen Qianhua turned around: "I didn't say it, I told you not to follow me—"

Before she could finish speaking, she was grabbed by the shoulders and pulled away from the door.

Sister's face crossed the fog and appeared in front of her eyes: "Wen Qianhua!"

But in an instant, this face overlapped with that of the past, and the person in the pool of blood.

Wen Qianhua opened his mouth, but was covered by Wen Qianshu: "It's not your fault, Wen Qianhua, it wasn't your fault back then—"

"I remembered." Wen Qianhua's teeth gnawed into the back of Wen Qianshu's hand, and blood dripped out, but Wen Qianshu didn't care about the pain at all, "I remembered - I did it on purpose."

In the photo, the sisters who crossed their shoulders and smeared cakes on each other.

The younger sister who was dodging and deliberately falling behind.

Smiling at her sister.

"That person has been following us, I don't think it's right." Wen Qianshu, "I purposely separated from you, trying to lure him away."

"I have already led him away. I tried to ask passersby for help, but I didn't expect him to lose control so quickly."

Wen Qianhua widened her eyes.

Wen Qianshu said softly, "It's not your fault, it was never your fault—"

The little leopard cat raised its head and looked at them, Wen Qianhua opened her eyes, and heard Qianshu continue: "I know you never disliked elder sister, I know."

The siren was lowered.

Wen Qianhua looked at her.

We are sisters-

You're always helping me, mad for me—

Wen Qianshu: "Sister also wants to protect you."

"Don't blame yourself, okay—" Wen Qianshu, "I'm still alive, I'm standing right in front of you, my illness is healed, everything is fine."

The siren sounded low and gradually stopped.

Wen Qianhua burst into tears.

Wen Qianshu didn't let go of her hand, just pressed it on her mouth.

Wen Qianhua cried silently.

Tears fell, wet the back of Wen Qianshu's hand, and mixed with blood.

The sun was obscured by clouds, and the wind was roaring.

Brother Wen suddenly felt a stagnation in his heart and looked up at the windowsill.

The little leopard cat took a step back, and a mist rose up from it, forming a light human figure behind Wen Qianhua.

Wen Qianshu was stunned, but saw Mist raise his hand and put his index finger on his lips.

The phone rang, Wen Qianshu pressed it subconsciously, and heard second brother Wen's voice: "Qianshu, you didn't water the flowers. Can I go into your room and water it?"

Mist nodded.

Wen Qianshu: "Okay."

Brother Wen pushed open the door and found that a pot of flowers was pulled back into the room and placed beside a painting. Saved from the sun at noon, the flowers are still alive.

And the other flowers on the windowsill—

The mist leaned over and wrapped around Wen Qianhua loosely from behind, gradually fading away.

She obviously couldn't see her face clearly, but she smiled and said something inexplicably.

The wind sent the last leg and blew the words into Wen Qianshu's ear.

It was a weak, yet gentle voice.

She said, "Thank you."

Other flowers on the windowsill.

All withered.

The author has something to say: maybe I didn't write very clearly in the last chapter, and I have changed it.

Wen Qianhua's mental grooming was done by her family, because I wrote before that people who trust it will be more frank.

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Thank you to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2020-10-31 19:28:17~2020-11-03 19:00:34~

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