I. Journey

The train travels in the mountains, sometimes it is a cliff, sometimes it is a valley, and leaden clouds hang low overhead. Maybe it's the weather. The atmosphere inside the car is gloomy and dreary. Many people doze off, while the rest are either reading newspapers or whispering in this depressing atmosphere.

I am a long-term unemployed person. I have been eager to find a job for a long time, not to support my family, because I am the only one in the world, and I have no burden to support my family. But everyone needs money. Although food and clothing can be saved, the rent can't be delayed any longer. Just when I couldn't even eat, a job advertisement jammed into my door. It says I want to find a nanny. As long as I ask for silence and no noise, I don't ask for anything else. But looking at the address, it is a very far place. This godsend job seems to come to me specially, which makes me a little overjoyed, especially the high salary. There's nothing wrong with being a nanny, but it's just fooling the children. For me now, it is undoubtedly a good opportunity.

So I wrote a reply to my employer, saying that I would like to do this job and describing my current predicament to him. After the letter was sent, I felt as if I was praying for the job. But anyway, after waiting for almost a week, the reply came. They agreed to hire me and sent me a contract. This is the most outrageous contract I have ever seen. It's simple. I only ask that you don't leave before the contract expires, and don't contact anyone during the contract unless the owner agrees. The term of the contract is half a year. The employer's signature is Mr. Chamonix. What does this mean? What exactly does this family do? Why did they sign such a contract? Are they afraid of anything? How can you be afraid of people knowing? I even wonder if the job advertisement was deliberately placed in front of my house. Looking at this contract, I began to hesitate. At this moment, the landlord knocked at the door again. I told her about it. She thought about it and told me that it might be because the environment there was not very safe, and the employer was just afraid that I would get into trouble if I went out casually. As for not wanting me to get in touch with others, I may be afraid that my friends will make noise at home and disturb their quiet life. Why else would they want someone quiet? What she said is very reasonable. But I still can't solve my troubles. Maybe they know I'm alone and want to use me to do something illegal? The landlord is a bit ironic. She pointed at me and said, "What do you want to use? No money and no power. Did they take you hostage? Don't be paranoid. This is a good job. If you don't want it, many people will come to you. Do not hesitate. What do you need now besides money? Not only solved your rent, but also solved your three meals, and also let you accumulate a lot of money. What kind of job are you looking for? What are you worried about when you have nothing to do It should be more than enough to protect yourself. Pack your bags. Call me if it's important. You still have a pair of legs to run. " That's easy for her to say. I'm afraid even if I want to fly with wings, it won't help. She patted me on the shoulder: "Well, don't be so pessimistic. Young people run away when they don't think twice about everything. I don't think it should be so bad. I'm afraid you'll regret not going earlier. " Of course, if you dare not go, keep looking for a job and eat boiled bread every day. "

I know what she means, no matter what job I am looking for, as long as I can get rid of it, because I can see that having a tenant like me is not good for her for eight generations. How can she really consider me? So I decided to show her when I make money in the future.

So, that night I sent the signed contract, bought myself bread for dinner with little money, and bought a travel bag and a new dagger. I got into the habit of carrying defensive weapons with me, which really helped me many times.

At night, I walked in the cold street and chewed bread, and my mind was still weighing this matter. Who should I tell, but who should I tell? I don't know many people, let alone those who are familiar with each other. At most, they will pat me on the shoulder and wish me luck. When they turn around, they will completely forget my address. They will even say to others derisively, "Look, this is the coward who is afraid that his new job will eat him." So I'd rather take the risk than cut my throat. I am a poor man, and they can't avoid it if they want to. When I get rich in the future, see what they say.

Another week later, I received a letter from them. There is a note in the envelope, which contains several large bills. This is the travelling expenses sent by my employer, which is enough for my living expenses for one month.

After paying the room rate the next day, the smiling face of the landlord is brighter than the sunshine outside. I bought myself some daily necessities, some clothes and a one-way ticket, and went to the restaurant I have been longing for for for a long time. When I got back to my apartment, the landlord was waiting for me. Pass me a pack of things when you come back, as a thank you to her. After all, I have lived for so long, and I have had feelings. Feelings, I am afraid that when there is no money for her, this feeling is impossible. Of course she wants to make money. Of course I'm the one who made the mistake. In the bag is a thick sweater and some homemade snacks.

The train stopped at a small station, someone got off, a cold wind blew in from the open door, and I turned up my collar.

The station is very shabby, and a railway worker in a faded uniform is holding a red and green flag to signal the front of the car. The dark green moss on the wall of the house on the platform was covered with peeling wall skin, and the people who got off the bus were blown by the cold wind to the exit side.

With a long sound, the car slowly moved forward again. I looked up at the luggage on the shelf, and then fell on the small table and took a nap.

I don't know how long I slept. Someone shook my arm and looked up and saw a stewardess standing in front of me. When I woke up, I told me it was my stop. He looked at me strangely and turned around and said, how can you get off and leave in a place like this? I rubbed my eyes and looked out of the window. On one side is a dark forest, on the other side is a hill full of weeds, and it began to rain. This is a gloomy scene.

I wrapped my thick scarf and buttoned my coat, and the car stopped. When I stood alone in front of the dilapidated house at the station with my luggage and looked at the distant train, I began to wonder if the flight attendant had misremembered the place. The black roof of the broken house was covered with hay, and the wind poured in violently from the hole in the window glass, making a whining sound. In addition to the vertical weeds, there are bushes growing wantonly around the house. I turned and walked to the row of houses, thinking about how to find my employer's house, but I didn't notice a man with an umbrella and a black cloak coming out of the shadow of the house. I was really shocked. He leaned back under my feet and he picked me up. Only then did I see a cold face under the umbrella, and gray hair came out from under the hat of the cloak. "The train is late. Let's hurry back. The master is anxious." He helped me with my luggage and turned to walk forward. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Cha?" I greet him. "No, I am his housekeeper. He is too busy to pick you up. " He said without looking back. "Oh. So, Mr. Cha, what kind of person is he? Is it fierce? " It's obviously difficult for me to walk. "No, of course not, as long as you don't make him angry." "How many children does he have?" "Thirteen." He said simply. "What? ! Thirteen? " I can't believe my ears. "It's not biological, it's adopted." "So that's it. So, he is very young. " "Young lady, aren't you tired? Let's walk faster, shall we? It is getting dark. " He turned and looked at me impatiently. "Sorry, I may have too many questions." I said.

We walked on a dirt road. When I slipped, he just led the way, no matter how hard I walked. It was a hard walk. It was already dark, but the rain didn't stop at all. At the foot of the mountain, the outlines of some houses are bathed in dark rain and fog, and the road behind them is not clear, let alone the railway tracks. "Let's go." The man walked forward, faster. "Where is that house over there?" I asked, pointing to the foot of the mountain. "It's a small town." "Can I go now? Of course, I mean when the weather is good. " "This you have to ask the host. The contract is clearly written. " He didn't need to talk to me, so I just shrugged my shoulders and trotted after him.

Second, alternative life.

Before I could see the tall building, I followed him into the arched gate. At the same time, melt into an alternative house.

In front of me is a living room with a high ceiling. In the fireplace facing the door, a large piece of pine is burning violently, emitting a unique fragrance. There are huge murals hanging on the four walls, a huge chandelier hanging in the middle of the living room, and a bright red carpet on the ground. There are slender arched doors on the left and right sides, and stairs on one side of the fireplace. A man dressed in black is coming down the stairs with a smile. "You're late. The train is late. " His voice is loud, but he looks pale, as if he has not been in the sun for a long time, especially against the background of a black suit. "Oh, I think so. Sir. " He stepped down. "Thank you, Fobo, please," he patted his forehead. "Emma"? I warned him. "Oh, I'm sorry, please forgive me. Please put Miss Emma's luggage in her room. " Faubo handed me a pair of soft-soled shoes in the shoe cabinet by the door and took my coat. I changed my shoes and walked to the fireplace with Teacher Cha to keep warm. "My wife with children. I think Fobo should have told you that I have many children. " "Yes, he told me everything about your adopted child. You are really a caring person. " I said he was a little embarrassed about my compliment. "That's what my wife means. She loves children too much, especially after our children died. " His face became a little gloomy.

"Sir, can we eat?" Fobo stood behind us and said respectfully. "Of course, come on, miss Emma, try our chef's craft. Fu Bo, have you invited your wife? " "yes."

Dinner is held in the restaurant on the right. There are three candlesticks on the long dining table. White candles shine brightly throughout the restaurant, and at the same time, the food on a table is particularly charming. Besides, I haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time. Mrs Cha is a beautiful little woman with shining black curls and small eyes, but she always shows a melancholy expression, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her cheeks. Like teacher Cha, she has a pale face, and it would be more beautiful if she could change her black clothes into colored ones. I don't mind teacher Cha serving her food all the time, but she doesn't talk much and is not very good at greeting people. On the other hand, Mr. Cha always advises me to eat more vegetables.

After dinner, Mr. Cha sent his wife back to her room, and Fobo sent me back to my room. The room is not big. Facing the door is a soft big bed with white curtains. On the left and right sides of the bed are French windows and heavy black curtains. There is a dresser and a table against the wall. Next to the door is a tall wardrobe. My luggage is in front of this wardrobe. Fu Jian put down the candle and turned to go out, but immediately turned back. "Miss Emma, please don't wander around at night, just stay in your room and don't give Mr. Cha any trouble. This is the rule. " "But, if, I want to take a bath." "The third door is. Mark my words. " Then he turned and left.

After taking a shower, I lay in bed. Although everything here has an indescribable feeling, it should not be what I imagined. I tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. I stood by the window. It is a confused darkness outside, and it is still raining. The rain from the window flows into the river. I stretched out my arm and felt tired. When I turned to sleep, I suddenly heard a woman crying. Although the voice is very small, it is very clear in this silent night. I held my breath and listened carefully, but it was gone. Maybe it's my illusion. I want to go to bed like this.

When I woke up, it was already dawn and the rain had stopped, but it was still cloudy. There is a young man sweeping the floor in the yard. I dressed quickly and ran into the living room. Fobo came up to me and said, "The children are in the nursery at the end of the top floor. You just look after them, but you can't take them out, only in the room. " I'll call you for dinner at noon. "

After breakfast, I went to the top floor. The huge nursery has no windows and candles on the walls. I don't understand why a child should live in the darkness without windows, so that they have the same pale face as their master. The thirteen children, five girls and eight boys are all dressed in the same black as their master. I don't understand why the host likes black so much. They are very obedient, quiet and even inactive. They always like to sleep in bed. I think such a child will get sick sooner or later, or he is sick now.

"I think you should let the children go outdoors more. I think they are sick. " At the dinner table, I put forward my idea to Mr. Cha, "Sick? Are you sure? " He asked. "Of course, I don't think they are like other children. They are too quiet. They should go to school. " "Go to school? I think it's too early. " He looked at his wife and told me. "Oh, no, Mr. Cha, I think they are old enough to go to school, and always putting them in a place without sunshine will affect their health." I said seriously, "They should make more friends and learn more knowledge, which is good for them. School is an ideal place. Every child should go to school. " "That's enough!" Mrs. cha stood up unexpectedly and said loudly, this is the first time she has spoken to me like this. "I don't want to hear it. The children are mine. It's my business to send them to school. You just do your own thing. You don't have to worry too much about others. " She stared at me hard, then turned and left. "I'm sorry, she loves them too much and doesn't want them to leave. She was afraid that they would get hurt again. I'll convince her. You continue to eat, excuse me. " Then he chased me out, leaving me alone and a big dining table. Why did she get so angry when she went to school? Probably because of the excitement after losing a child. I shrugged, Faubo served soup, and I filled a bowl. This soup tastes good. I don't know what it is made of. When I asked Fubo, he shook his head and did not answer me. I think they are really a strange family. So far, I only know that there are only Mr. Cha, Mrs. Fobo, the cook and a repairman in the so-called villa, but I seldom see the cook. As for the repairman, I seldom see him. This is A Mu Naman. Sometimes he talks to me, but he just looks at me blankly, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking his head. He is not very good-looking, a bit like an actor I have seen in movies in the past.

Ask Faubo, he just told me to do my own thing.

I no longer talk about children going to school, but I still stay with them every day. They never talk. I just watch them, and I won't get hurt. At noon, I went downstairs to eat. Mr. and Mrs. Cha were busy during the day and could only meet at dinner. Their faces have never improved as they did at first.

Among those dishes, my favorite is the soup cooked by the chef. It is green, without food or anything else, but it tastes very delicious. I want to consult the chef, and Faubo will stop me and say that my wife doesn't like to bring the smell of cooking fumes into the nursery. But why doesn't she care about the musty smell in the nursery?

After half a month, I am used to this kind of life, and I am also infected by my children. I like to sleep. Sometimes getting up in the morning is near noon. At first, I felt ashamed, but Mr. Faubo and Mr. Cha didn't express any dissatisfaction. Anyway, every time I go, the children are sleeping. I don't feel anything wrong anymore.

"Emma, do you remember your suggestion that we send our children to school?" One day after dinner, Mr. Cha and I were sitting by the fire to keep warm. He asked me. I looked at him blankly, but I couldn't remember. "Go to school? Did I mention that? In fact, it is also very good for children to live like this. " I said lazily and began to yawn. "I want to hire a tutor. What do you think? " "mentor? Well, ok, you are the host, you decide. " "Well, you are tired, go to sleep." I nodded to go. "Emma" he stopped me. "What?" I turned to ask him. "You forgot your book." He picked up a book from the carpet and gave it to me. "Oh, no, that's not mine." "But your name is written on it." I took it, and sure enough, my name was written on the cover, "Oh, by the way, damn it, I don't even remember reading it." All right, good night. "I have a book, but I don't remember how it got to the fireplace.

Third, the mentor.

On the third day, Mr. Cha did bring back a chubby young girl at dinner. Her name is Xiaoxi.

She lives next door to me, because I have a new partner, so life is not so boring. We often chat, and she is also a quiet person. But he paints well and has a nice voice.

On the third night of her arrival, she suddenly knocked on my door and said she heard someone crying. I'm a little unhappy because she disturbed my sleep. "You listen to wrong. Go back to sleep. " I squinted and said to her. "It's true, haven't you heard? Then go to my room. " She took my hand. "It's a child, xiaoxi. I am sleepy. I'm going to sleep. You go to sleep. You must have misheard. " I don't care what she said, she turned back to bed and fell asleep immediately.

I was no longer interested in outdoor activities, and even began to avoid the dazzling sunshine. I just want to sleep in a dark room all day. The body also began to gain weight, coupled with the lack of exercise, the physical condition is getting worse every day.

After lunch that day, I just wanted to go back to sleep, but Fobo gave me a shovel to plant a small tree outside. He said that the repairman was ill and the tree must be planted before dark. I am reluctant, but his indifferent expression makes me unable to refuse. I yawned and dragged a shovel to plant the damn tree. The sun made my head dizzy and I dug weakly with a shovel. Hardly had I dug a fifth of the hole when I ran back for water with thirst. I saw a cup of light blue water on the small table at the door of the kitchen, and it didn't matter much. I drank it all and felt an unspeakable taste. When I went back to the yard, I suddenly felt no longer tired and even had a lot of strength. The speed has also accelerated a lot. At this moment, I heard a scream. After a while, Xiaoxi ran down with a pale face and showed me the back of her hand. There are a pair of deep small teeth marks on the white back of her hand, and blood oozes out bit by bit. "That kid, he bit me." "The child is very naughty, and I was bitten by the child. Ok, I'll find some medicine to wrap it up for you. " I took her hand back to her room, drugged her and bandaged the wound with gauze. She looked at me, then ran out to see the doorman, locked the door and ran back to whisper to me. "Listen, Sister Emma, I really heard a woman crying at night. It is a woman, not a child. " "Woman? In this room, besides you and me, it is Mrs. Cha, so it is her. " I said simply. To be honest, I don't like her making such a fuss. After hearing her talk about it again, I just want to go away. "We live on the first floor, right?" "Do you still need to ask?" I went over to comb my hair. "Mr. Cha, do they live upstairs?" I nodded noncommittally. "So. Why does that cry come from underground? " I saw her frightened expression in the mirror. "You must have heard it wrong." I said, "well, if you don't believe me, come to my room tonight."

At night, Xiaoxi and I hid by the window of her room. When I was about to fall asleep, she suddenly patted my arm and I listened at once. Sure enough, I heard a thin cry. At first, I couldn't tell the direction. After a while, I recognized the crying. As the stream said, it came down from the ground!

Xiaoxi and I looked at each other, and a cold air spread from the spine to the hair tips. "I was right. She comes from underground. " "Maybe it came from another room. Let's look for it. " "Are you going to look for it?" "yes." I said. So we went out with flashlights, walked along the corridor and listened in front of every locked door, but the cry was gone, and we lost our way and had to go back to our room. I didn't hear anything all night. Xiaoxi and I kept our eyes open until dawn.

Fourth, unexpected discovery.

At lunch time, Xiaoxi and I sat at the dining table. She was not interested in the food on the table, and I just took a few bites, but I drank two bowls of soup that I always loved. When my bowl reached the soup basin again, Faubo took it away and stared at me with that disgusting look, so I had to give up. In the afternoon, when I was sleeping soundly, I heard a short and quiet knock at the door. I am very unhappy that someone is bothering me at this time. I reluctantly opened the door. Xiaoxi stood pitifully outside the door, her voice choked: "Sister Emma, help me." "What's the matter?" I asked her with a yawn, and she raised her injured hand to me. Yesterday, the child's bite became inflamed and began to expand. "God, how did this happen?" It began to fester overnight. "My surprise was beyond words, which made her very scared, so I quickly changed my tone." But it's okay. It's not too bad. I'll give you more anti-inflammatory drugs, and you'll be fine. I'm going to sterilize you now, so you have to bear it. "I looked at her and she nodded. I washed her wound with alcohol, and she bit her lower lip painfully. I admire her strength. I increased the dosage and gave her external application and oral administration. "My hand will rot? "She asked anxiously." No, fool, it's just some inflammation. No big deal. We'll ask Mr. Chamonix to take you to the doctor at night. ""Thank you very much, Sister Emma. "She landed skillfully on my knee." I have lived with my grandmother since I was a child. Then grandma left, and I was alone. For many years, no one cares about me and takes care of me like you. I am no longer lonely. "I stroked her hair, my heart was full of tenderness, and the feeling of being connected with the disease came to me.

At dinner, I showed Chamonix Xiao Xi's wound. He didn't show the surprise as I expected. Instead, I mistakenly thought he had a smile. "Oh, we don't need to see a doctor. I have medicine. I'll get better soon. Children will inevitably be stubborn. I used to get bitten occasionally. It will be fine in a few days. By the way, how have you been recently? I am very busy, and I am sorry for ignoring you. " "Oh, nothing, just ..." "I'm just a little sleepy recently." I interrupted the stream. I don't want to tell them what we found yet. After all, there are some things we don't know yet. And it has not affected our normal life. "But please rest assured that I will not delay my work and will take care of my children wholeheartedly." "Nothing." Mr. Chamonix smiled at me, and candlelight danced in his eyes. I avoided his eyes, but I could feel his eyes still staring at me until Faber served the soup. "This soup tastes good, right? Then, Fobo, give more to two lovely ladies. " Fobo had only given us half a bowl, but after hearing what he said, he had to add an extra spoon, because I heard the tough tone of the command from his smiling words.

"This soup is really good. I don't know what it is made of. " The stream stirred the soup with a spoon and said. "This is an ancestral secret recipe, which must not be revealed." Mr. Chamonix said mysteriously, drinking the red wine in the glass. The brook shrugged. Every meal, he and Mrs. Tea drink this red wine. I don't know the name of this wine, but I think it is very bright. It must be because of its high alcohol content, and it must be expensive, because they never let us drink it.

Since the last time Mrs. Cha flew into a rage at the dinner table, she basically didn't talk to me and nodded when she met me. In the past two months, I don't know her name, let alone what they do. Actually, it doesn't matter to me as long as I can pay the commission on a monthly basis.

I am used to taking a bath and sleeping after dinner, so I took a bath towel and pajamas to take a bath as soon as I left the table, and I don't remember hearing any terrible sounds. Just as I was immersed in hot water, a piercing scream broke the silence of the night. I jumped out of the water and my heart was pounding with fear. I dressed quickly and rushed out of the bathroom. At the same time, Xiaoxi has reached the door, pale with fear. "Sister Emma, are you all right?" "No, no, not me. I thought it was you. " "Terrible, what is that?" She shook my hand. Actually, I'm not much better than her. At this moment, someone behind her snapped, "What the hell are you doing?" We looked over and Faber was standing at the door staring at us angrily. "No, not us, someone else." Xiaoxi said. "F wanted to think, immediately returned to normal," well, it's okay, you go back to sleep. Don't run around. "He turned and left." But Fu ... "I want to find out, but he said coldly," I said I'll be right back, don't you understand? " He interrupted me and turned and walked away.

We didn't dare to sleep alone, so we gathered in my room, and the two of us were shivering under the quilt.

"He must know the inside story." Xiaoxi said. Yes, I'm sure. Who is shouting so miserably? Like you're in great pain? These questions are hovering in my mind. Do they have any secrets? Then why did they let us come here? Aren't you afraid that one day we will find out their secret? Or is there really something unclean in this castle-like house? But the only certainty is that we have been cheated. "Tomorrow, we should ask Mr. Chamonix, confront him face to face, and let him explain the crying and screaming tonight." Xiaoxi said decisively. "Well, we should ask him well." I nodded. "Well, although, I don't like it, but I think, should go and see those children? They must have heard the sound, too, and they might be afraid. " Xiaoxi said hesitantly. "But Faber said we weren't allowed to wander around. But I think it's for the good of the children. He shouldn't blame us. " So we went to the nursery together, trying to slow down and make no noise.

The door of the nursery was unlocked, so we opened it easily. To our surprise, the nursery was empty! "My God, where are the children?" This problem appears in our minds at the same time.

Verb (short for verb) food

Although there are doubts, it can't stop us from getting sleepy. When we got back to our room, we fell asleep immediately. When we woke up, it was past ten. For what happened last night, it has become very hazy and seems to be just a dream. We got up quickly to freshen up. When we arrived at the nursery, all the children fell asleep in bed. I instinctively glanced at the stream and she looked back at me.

Children prefer painting because they don't have to talk. So we don't even know where they went at night. Maybe they have never gone out with Ben, but we have a dream.

At the dinner table, Mr. Chamonix asked me over a glass of wine, "Did you hear anything last night?" "Last night?" I thought about it, and it seems that the dream is real. I shook my head. "Yes, there seems to be something, like someone screaming." "Yes, I'm sorry I quarreled with you last night." Mrs. Cha said suddenly, which surprised me. "I had a nightmare yesterday." She said, "Nightmare?" Xiaoxi looked at her suspiciously. "Yes, I dreamed of my dead child. She's in pain. Oh, my God. " She lowered her head, covered her face with her hand and began to cry. Mr Chamonix gently wiped his tears. "You see, she misses our children very much. All right, honey, I'll take you back to your room. Come, drink your wine. " She drank the wine obediently and stood up with him. "Sorry to bother you."

"Maybe, that's the way it is." The stream stirred the soup with a spoon and said. "Maybe." I nodded and drank up the soup in the bowl.

The stream still lives with me. At midnight, the stream woke me up. "Emma elder sister, I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat. " I rubbed my eyes. Indeed, she didn't eat much dinner, and I seemed a little hungry when she reminded me. So we went to the kitchen to find something to eat and dim the flashlight to avoid being found, especially Fobo.

I really haven't been to the kitchen, but Faber won't allow it. In fact, it is no different from the kitchens of other big houses in the world. I don't understand why he did that. Against the wall is a row of low tables with shiny kitchen utensils hanging on them. Going inside, it is a big freezer, and there may be leftover bread, ham and drinks in it. I was about to open the door when suddenly I heard a voice in the innermost part, and a door opened. I took Xiaoxi and quickly squatted down to hide in the dark. At the same time, a black shadow came out carrying a big bag of things. I smelled a strong smell when I passed by us. We followed him, trying to find the answer. Shadow walked to a door near the kitchen door, opened the door and went in. That's where the fire is burning, because I saw a pot burning in the furnace hole, emitting clouds of steam. The man opened the bag and poured all the sticky things wrapped in green liquid into the pot to stir. Soon, we smelled the fragrance, which is the kind of soup we often drink. Before I spit it out, I pulled Xiaoxi back to my room, while the man turned and got into the quilt. Then we heard footsteps and chased the door, and then we walked away for a long time. I'm not sure if he knows we saw everything.

"My God, Sister Emma, did you see that?" The stream looked at me in surprise, and the hand holding my arm became cold. She's scared. "Yes, of course I saw it." My voice trembled, too. "It turns out that what we drink every day is those disgusting internal organs. What are those green things? " "I don't know, those internal organs are enough to make me sick." My stomach churned at the thought of those things, and then I couldn't help throwing up in the basin by the door. Xiaoxi is like me. "I don't know what animal guts those are." After we lay down again, Xiaoxi said, I