Chapter 2 Chapter 1 The Cursed Baby

The air-conditioning in the subway is very good, and there are not many people, so it is very comfortable.It's almost noon now, and being able to go to work at such a time is one of the great benefits of being a reporter.Otherwise, from 8:00 in the morning to 6:00 in the evening, the subway in Shanghai is like a long pile of canned sardines.Is the air conditioner turned up to burst, is it useful for poor sardines?No wonder. A pair of young men and women sitting diagonally across from each other made love to each other, and the uncle sitting next to them took off his shoes and put one foot on his lap, touching and scratching with his hands, enjoying himself.Even I felt the shock wave, and the little boy and girl didn't respond. Although you have to devote yourself to everything, you don't have to devote yourself to this level.

Speaking of why I haven't escaped yet, it is because I consider that doing so will hurt the other party's self-esteem.As a reporter, I am quite a conscientious media person, oh ha ha ha. Of course, another small situation is that the bench opposite is indeed very empty, except for the couple of young men and women and Dajiaoda, but my chair is already full.There might be seats in the next car...but that would be too much noise, wouldn't it? So I'd better turn my eyes away from the uncle's nimble fingers and corresponding toes, and concentrate on reading. The book I am reading is called, It was very popular many years ago, but now it looks very outdated.I have read yes books and still don't quite understand them, which is a bit inferior.It's just that among those who read this book at any time, only a small number understand it.I comfort myself like this.

I have been a reporter for so many years, and have experienced a series of strange things until now, and I have accepted my fate.Some people are born with gossip, they will meet gossip everywhere, such a person will be a good paparazzi; A thief; someone with constant weird situations like me would be an adventurer, and the other could be a short-lived ghost.Taking risks can't support a family, so it's better to be a reporter for the time being. I am sure now that this world is not as simple as it seems to us.How to explain what I encountered scientifically became a problem.Science is used to explain the world, and it has never been perfect in this respect. However, as long as it is a formula, I feel dizzy. The problems that fell in middle school have not healed for more than ten years.

I flipped back and found that the generalized theory of relativity replaced Newton's theory of gravity with a geometric concept of space. Can I understand it?Very suspicious. On the way from the subway station to the newspaper office, I have been thinking about esoteric physics issues. Later, I found that I should think about it at night, which will help me sleep. At least half of the people in the news hall of the Morning Star Newspaper hadn't arrived. I just sat down in my seat and before I turned on the computer, Liu Tang threw a letter over. "Hey, your letter." Guizi Tang's tone was a bit eccentric.

When I got it in my hand, I froze for a moment, the letter had already been opened.I looked at the envelope, and there was no addressee on it, only "Mobile Department of Morning Star Newspaper". Then I saw the sender's signature in the lower right corner, and I couldn't help pulling out the letter with a wry smile. It was indeed addressed to me, I get a letter like this about once a month, and sometimes the writer forgets to put my name on the envelope, like this time. It is quite normal for journalists to receive letters from readers, sometimes swearing at them, sometimes praising them, and others offering news materials or pure admirers to express their sincerity.Basically, an old reporter will experience all these things, and it is not surprising that there are occasional exceptions. For example, Yang Hua, who is running the public security line in the next department, will receive a letter from a robbery habitual criminal, reporting the latest robbery results, and silently stays with the police. I've been on the phone for a long time, but I haven't caught this guy yet.

As for me, it was a different situation. The letter was written by a mentally ill patient. The structure of each letter was basically divided into three parts: discussing major events in the world, affirming my news reporting work, and finally talking about her own life.Her manner of writing letters is quite serious, but the effect is very entertaining.So every time it will be circulated inside and outside the department for a long time. Taking advantage of the time when the computer was turned on, I browsed through my heart, and the first sentence made me smile.She solemnly expressed her gratitude to me for caring about her illness, and told me not to worry anymore. Her illness has recovered and she can live like a normal person.

I... am very concerned about her condition? It's clear after reading it, she told me not to always care about her in oblique ways in the news reports, so that others can see that the influence is not good... Every time she writes a letter, she will happily tell me that my mental illness is much better, but every normal person who reads the letter will not agree with her opinion.For the rest of the letter, she and I explored the possibility of running a missing person story in the Morning Star because her daughter had disappeared. I remember she mentioned in her last letter that her daughter was missing.However, seeing this incident in a letter from a mental patient made me doubt its authenticity. Maybe her daughter just played outside the house for a while.This time, it is mentioned again, is it her daughter who has not been seen since the last time, or has she disappeared again?Putting down the letter, I felt a little uneasy for some reason.

Don't take it too seriously, and even if the daughter is really lost, the police should be responsible. She is just a mentally ill patient. Judging from the confusion and logical confusion of this letter, her illness is far from being cured. ... "Hey, I finished reading the letter, it's so funny, why does she keep sending you letters?" "Ah." I was startled and smiled at Liu Tang. I was in a daze for a few seconds just now. I spread the letter on the table and stared blankly for a while.I still remember his daughter, a pair of big eyes with dark and deep pupils that make people sink in at a glance.At that time, she stood alone in the corner, quietly as if she didn't exist.How old was she... four?In that case, he would be seven years old this year, the age to go to school.

what is her name?I can't remember all of a sudden. "What's the matter? You don't really take what she said in the letter seriously." Seeing my strange expression, Liu Tang asked one more question. I shook my head and pressed my thoughts, those were not pleasant memories. "Nothing." I shrugged, stuffed the letter into an envelope, and tossed it on the pile of newspapers aside. "Would you like to take a look at the Qixi Festival gift I bought, it's super creative." Guizi Tang said triumphantly with his dark red hair. The red-haired ghost Liu Tang, since he was nicknamed by us, he has had sex with red hair, and he never dyed black again, but changed back and forth between light and dark.

"Gifts for Qixi Festival?" I remembered that it will be Qixi Festival in a few days. "Now Valentine's Day is localized again?" "Make money, but also give me more opportunities to date beautiful women, each takes what he wants, how harmonious it is." "Just how creative you can be." "Inflatable doll, haven't you seen it? "Inflatable doll?" My eyeballs popped three times immediately, "Are you going to give the inflatable doll as a Qixi Festival gift to women?" "Hey, what kind of expression do you have? It's not what you think!" Liu Tang scolded me angrily, "Your nature is obscene, look what's going on in your head."

"Didn't you say inflatable doll yourself?" I said embarrassingly. Liu Tang threw something over, and I grabbed it. "Take it easy, it's going to explode." Guizi Tang yelled. Sure enough, it is an inflated doll, half bigger than the palm, shaped like a rogue rabbit, made of a material stronger than a balloon, and not ordinary soft plastic, it feels good to hold and play with. "It's interesting, little girls will probably like it." I said. "It's not the only one." Liu Tang beckoned me over and said, "I have a whole box here, but it's just interesting to see one. As long as the whole box is given to the right person, it's a nirvana." On Liu Tang's desk was a well-crafted wooden box, the lid was lifted, and dozens of uninflated doll skins were neatly stacked inside. Liu Tang showed me one by one: "This is Garfield, this is Snoopy, and this is Superman..." Such a folded and exquisite inflatable doll can be regarded as a collectible, and I believe it has a fatal appeal to many little girls.Liu Tang showed his treasure in a showy manner, but he didn't realize that my expression had changed. These cartoon dolls awakened a certain memory in me. I could suppress this memory just now, but at this moment, he was tumbling in the depths of my mind, and pictures flashed back in front of my eyes. Although some things have passed for a long time, when I remember them, they seem to be in the present. It was an afternoon three years ago. When I handed Huang Zhi my business card, she hadn't had any mental problems yet.I would never have thought that she would keep sending me letters according to the address on this business card in the future. I believe that her mental illness is caused by what happened this afternoon three years ago. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, because of a tip, I rushed to a Shanghai First Maternity and Infant Hospital, commonly known as the First Maternity and Infant Hospital, one of the most famous maternity and infant hospitals in Shanghai. It was one of my correspondents in the hospital office who gave me the message.He is not good at identifying what kind of news is good news material, and what can only be used as a topic of chat in the market, but he has been very active in giving me various clues, because if his news is adopted by me and published in the newspaper, You can get a small amount of money. This time his informant was just a short text message on his mobile phone: "There is a strange case in the obstetrics and gynecology department, do you want to come to interview?" It happened that I was not far from the hospital at the time, so I showed up at the hospital within 20 minutes after receiving the text message. out the door of his office. The informant greeted me well and led me to the place. "I won't say much, go and interview yourself." He left after finishing speaking, with an unnatural expression on his face.Perhaps it is an illusion, I think he is a little scared. "You can feel it every day?" The doctor's face became very strange. "It must be your illusion. The baby failed to develop healthily in the mother's body and died for a long time." "Anyway, I want to see my baby first. Even if he is dead, he was born by me and is my own flesh and blood!" Huang Zhi tried his best to straighten his upper body, staring at the doctor in front of him, with eyes Endless resentment, as if that was her life and death enemy. The doctor turned his face away, unwilling to meet her eyes.He shook his head slightly, and said to the nurse next to him, "Is that... still in the delivery room?" The nurse nodded. "Okay," the doctor said, "then I'll take you to see it. But you have to be mentally prepared. You'd better calm down and take a few deep breaths. It's a...deformed baby." "No matter what my baby looks like, he is my baby." Huang Zhi said without hesitation. She finally lay down again, and the nurse pushed the cart to the delivery room. I glanced at the door frame, and there were clear fingerprints on it, which were Huang Zhi's sweaty hands. The cart was going away in the aisle, and I took a few steps, intending to follow. Huang Zhi suddenly straightened up again and turned his head. When I saw Huang Zhi showing a forced smile at me, I froze for a moment, not knowing how to react.Then I realized that she wasn't looking at me. "Xianxian, you wait in the ward, mom will be back in a while." Huang Zhi's eyes were a little dazed when he spoke.She must have been very tired. She had just given birth and had a heartbreaking fight with the doctors and nurses. The little girl has been standing by the door, did not follow.At this time, after hearing what my mother said, I didn't make a sound, and flashed into the ward, walking briskly. Huang Zhi lay back down again, she saw me with a strange look in her eyes, but at this moment she didn't have the energy to figure out the identity of the man following me.All she could think of was to see her newborn baby. With just this pause, the doctors and nurses also noticed me.A nurse frowned and was about to speak when the doctor came over and whispered, "You are Lao Bai..." I nodded, Lao Bai was the correspondent who sent me a text message. "Ah, but it's inconvenient now." He glanced at Huang Zhi on the cart.At this time, the blush on her face had receded, and she became pale and pale. "I know, let's talk about it later, I'll follow along first." I said. Being a reporter is not always about asking questions endlessly, sometimes it is more important to watch how things happen with your heart. Not long after, Huang Zhi was pushed back into the delivery room.I wanted to follow in, but felt that it might be inconvenient. After a moment of hesitation, the door was closed in front of me. "Can I go in and have a look?" I asked the nurse who stayed outside. "you?" "I'm a reporter, a reporter from the Morning Star newspaper." "That's not okay, it needs the consent of both the doctor and the patient." The nurse didn't let go. "It was Lao Bai from the office who informed me to come for an interview. He said that there was a strange case, did he mean the deformed child left by the mother just now?" I asked. The nurse pursed her lips and suddenly became nervous. Looking at her face, I feel that this matter is not simple.At first, I was still thinking in my heart, how can a deformed child be published in the newspaper, can a person give birth to a fish?But looking at the quarrel just now, and the panic-stricken nurse, it seems that Lao Bai may really get the bonus this time. "Why didn't you show the baby to the mother as soon as it was born?" I asked. "That's because what's left of her is..." The nurse stopped suddenly in the middle of her words, as if the other half was a taboo, stuck in her throat and dared not speak out. The nurse took a deep breath, and I thought she was going to tell me the truth, but at this moment, there was a sudden horrific scream in the delivery room. That voice seemed to come from the abyss of hell, panic and despair to the extreme, very hoarse, and seemed to be extremely sharp, coming out from the closed door of the delivery room like a dark wind.In an instant, everyone outside changed their faces, and the people who were walking stopped suddenly, and there was a dead silence, only the scream that pierced the eardrum still echoed in the mind. After a few seconds, I asked the nurse, "What's going on?" I realized that this was a stupid question, and I couldn't recover from the horrible scream.While the nurse was still there, I wanted to push open the door of the delivery room and break in. The door was locked from the inside.I can't even twist it a few times. "Hey, what are you doing?" The nurse pushed me away, and as soon as the door was locked, she yelled inside, "Doctor Zhang, Doctor Zhang!" Someone inside seemed to reply. I couldn't hear what was said clearly, but the nurse immediately stopped shouting. "What's the matter? The sound just now, is it the patient who pushed in?" I asked. "It's all right," the nurse said. "It's all right? Do you know what happened?" I originally asked ironically, but I became a little angry. How could the nurse be at peace with such a terrible scream because of the doctor's words in it. But as soon as I asked the words, I saw the nurse muttering, as if there was something unspeakable.Does she really know anything? "It should...it should be that the patient saw her remaining child." After saying this, the nurse let out a sigh of relief. "The child she gave birth to?" I remembered that in the aisle a few minutes ago, Huang Zhi said without hesitation, "No matter what it looks like, it's my baby".But now, she would be screaming in horror at the child she gave birth to... What did she see?Oh no, what did she give birth to? I was wondering and wondering when the door of the delivery room opened.Huang Zhi was pushed out lying on the cart, his eyes closed. "What's wrong with the patient?" the nurse asked. "I was so frightened that I passed out. I gave her another injection of tranquilizers." The doctor's face was also very ugly, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. "Is she terrified of having a baby of her own? Can I see it?" I asked. The doctor hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, you can come in and take a look. But you can't take pictures." "I didn't bring a camera." I said and followed him into the delivery room. "Crack -" the doctor turned on the shadowless lamp.He took out a rubber glove and put it on, bent down to pick up something from the ground, and brought it to me. I thought I was well-informed, and the scream just now made me mentally prepared to a certain extent, but at this moment, the hairs all over my body exploded, and my upper body couldn't help but leaned back.What is this? ! For an unknown period of time, I could neither exhale nor inhale, completely suffocated by fright.I couldn't see myself, but I was definitely livid. When I was able to move, I immediately took a step back.Every joint seemed to be rusted, especially my neck, which rattled at the slightest movement. "Is this what she was born with?" After asking this sentence, I realized that my own voice was half hoarse. "Yes." The corner of the doctor's mouth twitched, and he didn't know if he was smiling.He must have been frightened before, and if he came to me so suddenly, he probably wanted to have one more person to share his fear. This is no longer a baby.Not even deformed. The thing in front of me has hands and feet, and its limbs are healthy, swaying gently with the doctor's hand. That's right, a swing.Because it's just a skin! Huang Zhi actually had a baby skin left! Of course, this is slightly thicker than a layer of skin, but never thicker than a centimeter. The feet are tangled and flattened like a fish's tail.The hands and the upper body were overlapped and squeezed together, and all that could be discerned were a few traces between the chest and abdomen. And the face— In this face, the nose is flattened and twisted to the left side; the mouth is slightly bared; and at about the position of the eyes, the left eye is slightly shaped, while the right eye becomes a slightly sunken hole , containing some tissues that may be eyeballs in the center. Imagine a baby being flattened by a 10,000-ton hydraulic press at a very slow speed, and then the blood was washed away, which is somewhat similar to what I see now.But if a baby is really pressed like that, it can only be said to be horrible, but at this moment, I feel more weird, which makes people feel cold to the bottom. How could a person give birth to such a thing? A thought suddenly popped up in my mind: This is a baby who has been cursed by the devil!