Chapter 505 Who Killed the Mockingbird (Part 2)

"We have to find a way to rescue him." I looked in the direction of the hunchbacked boy and frowned, "There were a lot of children around him. Yingzi asked me to try not to talk to the people in the dream or have conflicts. , this is not easy to handle.”

I walked out of the teaching building. The sky outside was a little dark and there was no sun. It was probably around six or seven o'clock in the evening.

In the northwest corner of the playground, the children's games were repeated many times. Gradually, some people began to feel bored and finally dispersed, leaving only the hunchbacked boy kneeling in the middle, covering his eyes.

"Good opportunity!" I walked along the corner, avoiding the scattered children, and walked towards him.

The playground is paved with loess, and the ground is very uneven. In some places, sharp stones and newly emerged weeds can be seen.

The children around him had gone away, but the hunchbacked boy was still kneeling on the ground. He covered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

The children had all dispersed, leaving him alone. No one wanted to keep him company or remind him kindly.

My legs were numb. When I was about to reach him, the boy put down his hands and I saw his eyes.

It is beyond imagination beautiful, very clear, very clean, and the eyes seem to be able to see the whole thing at a glance.

These eyes were incompatible with his dirty face and rickety and thin body, creating a strong contrast.

"Eyes are the windows to the soul. How could a person with such eyes play hide-and-seek with a stuffed bear at three in the night?" The experience in the last dream still left me with lingering fear. I stopped and didn't dare to risk it. Ran approached him, hiding his body in the shadow of the wall, looking through the mask at the boy kneeling on the ground.

He put his hands on the ground, stood up with great effort, and dusted off his pants. There was no resentment or hatred on his face.

"This kid is interesting." When I first saw him, I thought he had the same childhood experience as Yuan Chen Shen Sha. But when I saw the expression on his face at this time, I realized that the two people's personalities were different. a fundamental difference.

Yuan Chen Shensha has a self-destructive tendency. He desires to get everything he wants. If he doesn't get it, he will choose to die together and destroy everything.

The little boy with a hunchback is different. Although he is also isolated and bullied by a kind of "violence" that belongs to children, it may be because he is too young. I feel no hatred from him. He gives people the feeling It's strange, it's a kind of incompatible strength. He seems to be using his own way to perform an alternative kind of redemption for himself.

I was a little curious about what this boy would do next, but he didn't show up directly.

"The apartment building should represent the memory of the little boy with a hunchback before he entered the orphanage. Did something happen to his family? What caused him to be sent to the orphanage? The adult man who lived with him appeared. Accident?"

Only when the direct guardian dies and the remaining relatives refuse to support the child will the child be sent to a social welfare institution or orphanage.

Thinking of this, the first shallow dream and the current middle dream are connected together, which respectively represent the two stages of the hunchbacked boy's life.

"Compared to playing games with stuffed bears alone in an apartment building, at least the atmosphere of this orphanage is much better." What the little boy with a hunchback longs for most is friends, and what he fears most is loneliness. In the orphanage, these two things None exist.

"It stands to reason that when he enters a new environment, he should change."

Judging from his age at this time, he was only six or seven years old. He was very short and stunted. Although his appearance was much worse than that of his peers, he didn't have any friends.

I stood in the corner and followed the hunchbacked boy as he wandered around the orphanage. The sky slowly turned dark. He seemed to be deliberately taking a detour to prevent anyone from following him.

"Where are we going?" The orphanage was rebuilt from an abandoned elementary school campus. It occupies a large area, but most of it is undeveloped wasteland.

After walking around with the hunchbacked little boy, I found that the entire campus can be roughly divided into four parts. The first part is the playground and the surrounding wasteland, which is overgrown with weeds and has some crooked and dying trees; the second part is the teaching building. The first and second floors of the three-story building are classrooms, and the third floor is the office of the teacher on duty. This place is mainly responsible for providing education to able-bodied children.

When I first entered the middle-level dreamland, I saw a brochure of the orphanage posted in the corridor, which adopted the policy of unified care and classified and divided class management for adopted children. A combination of education and education is implemented for able-bodied children. Children under the fifth grade of primary school have their own classes, while those in junior high school or older must be sent to nearby schools for day study.

The third part of the orphanage is a bit special. It is a semi-enclosed building, twice the size of the teaching building. It has three floors. The top floor houses several abandoned babies. See the introduction posted inside the building. , babies are raised by professionals. Due to financial issues, there are not many babies in the orphanage. On the second floor, there are people with mutilated limbs but sound intellectual development. On the one hand, the orphanage provides rehabilitation treatment so that they can take care of themselves. On the other hand, the orphanage On the one hand, they are given vocational education and skills training to create conditions for them to enter the society in the future; on the bottom level, some children with dementia are adopted. They have intellectual defects and some suffer from mania, so the orphanage places them on the bottom floor. , to prevent accidents.

The last part of the entire campus is the residential building, where orphans and some children with physical disabilities but sound minds live.

After a long wait, the hunchbacked boy finally stopped at the main entrance of the orphanage. He was still standing alone at the gate. He raised his head, took a deep breath, and slowly straightened his back to look at the three words on the gate.

"The mouth of heaven."

His pious expression was as if he was praying. I was a little far away and couldn't see his movements clearly. I only knew that he hesitated for a moment, as if he was about to run out the door.

After about a few seconds, the boy turned around and ran back to the orphanage. It was already dark by this time. I put away my phone and used my judgment to avoid losing him.

"Where is he going?" Walking through the dark night, the boy seemed to be much more courageous. He ran to the teaching building in one breath, climbed up the stairs to the third floor, and finally stopped outside a certain room.

"The director's office?" I squinted my eyes and looked carefully: "The director of the orphanage at that time should be Mr. Chen. Maybe I can use this opportunity to understand what kind of person he is from the child's dream."

It seemed that this was not the first time for the hunchbacked boy to come here. He bent down and crawled into the office like a rat stealing food.

The door was ajar, so I quietly followed in and hid behind the bookshelf. The boy didn't notice me. He was lying on the window sill with his clothes on his back.

There was a birdcage there, and in the cage was a light bird, with a hint of bright red on its chest and light gray down. It looked unattractive, like a gray elf.

"This bird shouldn't be a local bird in Jiangcheng, right?" I have never seen such a small and agile bird. In addition, the birdcage on the windowsill looks very extraordinary. There are no precious birds in Jiangcheng, so I made this Such inference.

The little bird was very excited after seeing the boy, jumping around in the cage and making a crisp cry.

The hunchbacked boy also smiled for the first time in a long time. His smile was as clean and pure as his eyes.

Reaching out to close the window, the boy opened the birdcage, and the light gray bird flew out of the cage with a whoosh and flew around him.

"This memory is engraved in the middle dream. Is this bird very important to the hunchbacked boy?" Soon I got the answer to my question. The door of the dean's office was pushed open, and two boys, one tall and one low, walked out. When I came in, the moment I saw these two children, my pupils suddenly contracted.

I saw them on the playground, playing games around a boy with a hunchback. At that time, they were the same size and appearance as ordinary children.

But when I met them again after dark, the bodies of these two children had undergone amazing changes.

Their limbs and trunks shrank and became smaller, but their heads were more than two or three times larger.

"Do day and night look different?" Looking at these two terrifying children, I hid behind the bookshelf, not daring to act rashly.

Knowing that he had been discovered, the hunchbacked boy was very frightened. He jumped out of his chair and picked up his dirty coat.

"I have been paying attention to you for several days. You sneaked into the dean's office. We must have caught you now." The short boy was about the same age and height as the hunchback boy. His voice was a little shrill.

The hunchback boy said nothing, and the gray bird landed on his shoulder, not disdainful of his cowardice and clumsiness.

"The bird raised by the dean? Bring it here and let us have a look." The tall boy was older and his head was heavy on his shoulders. When he spoke, his hair moved. It looked scary no matter which direction he looked at it.

The hunchbacked boy was obviously unwilling to hand over the bird to the two deformed children. He tapped his shoulder and let the bird fly around the room.

Children's minds are relatively "lively". When they see interesting things, they instinctively want to catch them in their hands.

The two of them found a broom from the door and started chasing the bird in the house. Gray feathers flew down from the roof piece by piece. The bird screamed and fled away. The hunchback boy grabbed his own clothes and did not stop the other two children until the bird flew away. It was getting slower and slower. He suddenly threw away his clothes, pushed the short one down, climbed directly onto the chair, and reached out to push open the window.

"Mockingbird! Fly out!"

The window is open and the world is outside.

But at the same time, the broom hit the little gray bird. The tall boy slapped the little bird on the ground hard, and held the bird's body with his shrunken and deformed hands. He pinched the bird's body with his thumb and middle finger. Head, fingertips dug into the red down on the bird's chest.

The little bird must have felt the pain and pecked the tall man's fingers to bits. In pain, he twisted the bird's neck hard and threw it to the ground.