At the moment the light was turned on, Jiang Youyou was almost vomiting. What a living room it was! The sofa was piled high with bloody paper towels and tampons. Rice bowls and dishes on the table were already covered with green mould. In the middle of the living room there lay a big body of the dead mouse, giving off a disgusting smell. It might not have died very long, because its guts were thickly dotted with maggots. When it was quiet, you could hear the creaking of the squirming maggots. There were also worms besides, when Jiang Youyou accidentally trod on them and heard the slight crisp sound of pips.
“Oh dear!?” Jiang Youyou looked back at Zhao Huixin who was lying in the corner sound asleep. She could hardly believe this intelligent and elegant woman who dressed very well every day in the company would live in such a dirty environment.
On the windowsill laid a doll whose pink cheeks and big eyes looked extremely miserable at this dark night. The corners of the doll’s mouth rose and, when watching carefully, you could see lines of tears painted with red oil pen in the corner of its eyes. A large bunch of withered perfume lilies hung their heads in a crystal vase as if to plead guilty. The water in the vase had long smelled and some unknown microbes swimming in it.
Jiang Youyou went up slowly to see the doll’s belly was split and filled with pills.
It turned out that humans were really multi-faceted. When you got to know the unknown side of a person, sometimes you would find it a pleasant surprise but sometimes a fright.
She felt a little regret to take her home. Jiang Youyou suddenly got to understand what Dai Jingcheng had said, “I advise you to stay away from Zhao Huixin. In the workplace, colleagues should simply be colleagues, and boss is only the boss, you should never make friends with them. The closer you get to them, the more secrets you will know of them; and the more secrets you know, you will be more regretful.”
Why did he know such things so well? It seemed that she must listen to those she liked very much, but also listen to those who liked her.
If at first Jiang Youyou somewhat regretted to come into Zhao Huixin’s apartment, now Jiang Youyou felt utmost regret.
At first she thought since it was so disgusting in the living room, would it be better to bring Zhao Huixin to the bedroom? She would just leave after she put Zhao in bed.
At the moment when she opened the bedroom door, she smelled an odor coming out of it that was more disgusting than that of the dead mouse in the living room.
Jiang Youyou plucked up courage to turn on the light, and suddenly her legs were trembling and wobbled to vomit in the end. Steaming vomit mixed with mutton, fish balls, coriander beef and potato vermicelli all slipped from the stomach down the throat, then out of the mouth, dropping on the floor.
The pack of little baby corpses was in the bed. Some had the bloodstains in the corners of their mouths, and some were rigid in purple, lying scattered in bed. They all clenched their fists and seemed to have angry looks on their faces.
Cribs!
The bizarre stink diffused the whole room. Suddenly a baby corpse moved.
Jiang Youyou drew backward a few steps. Did the spirits really exist? Was it true that there existed legendary evil baby spirits?
Jiang Youyou once read a thriller which described the baby spirits. Any aborted fetuses that couldn’t come into this world by accident or due to human intention might have the opportunity to become baby spirits. Baby spirits had very heavy grievance especially after the birth of a younger brother or sister. They began to haunt because they thought their parents were partial to the younger babies. At the initial stage they vented their anger on the newborn babies so the babies would be awake with a start at the midnight and cried loudly until the dawn and got a fever frequently. Later this grievance was getting heavier and they turned their resentment to the parents by causing the parents to encounter a lot of bad luck. The baby spirits couldn’t go into reincarnation because they were unborn fetuses with resentments. In this case, people must perform rites, reciting scriptures to release the baby spirits’ souls from purgatory, thus their grievance and resentment could be cleaned up and they could go back to reincarnation. However, there was a most horrible evil baby spirit who could turn its grievance into strength. If you see such spirits, you would certainly suffer from a bloody disaster.
Jiang Youyou thought she herself was already unlucky enough. She was not only abandoned by her parents as a newborn baby, but also given up by her adoptive parents the first time she was adopted from the welfare house, because her adoptive mother had conceived her own baby. After all those troubles she got the second opportunity of adoption, yet worse still, this time the adoptive father was a beast and mother a coward. When she went out to find her first job she was deceived by her best friend, now her friend had lost her life and she herself nearly died in the dark. When she got a job as a medical guinea pig in the hospital she would unexpectedly fall in love with a Doctor Scumbag. Only when in the last medical test did she find out that their so-called new drug was actually a Viagra for women and they was only going to see how many orgasms this drug could bring to women who didn’t have sexuality. When she had just received one hundred thousand in compensation, she encountered the burglar Deng Jun who stabbed her quite a few times. And she then found that she had lost the sense of pain-like an American Pit Bull Terrier. At first she felt a bit comforted by getting a well-paid job after making every effort, but how did she know she would see evil baby spirits that could bring her bloody disaster in the home of a senior colleague whom she trusted most in the company.
Jiang Youyou thought the most unlucky person was herself and was she going to be always so unlucky all her life?
No! She was not going to go on like this!
Since it was moving, she must kill it! Anyway it was already dead, to kill a dead body was not to violate the law. That purple rigid corpse of evil baby lying far in the bed, its body was rocking slowly as if it were struggling.
She looked around. There were no particularly tools easy to use at hand. She just picked up the ironing board and held it high, rushed forward at full speed and forced a beat flatly downward.
“Puff!” With the sound a stinking juice with dark red mince directly splashed onto Jiang Youyou’s face.
Before Jiang Youyou had to open her eyes, she felt something treading on her foot, whose sharp claws almost scratched her stocking.
Suddenly Jiang Youyou saw a woman’s face in the mirror next to her. She screamed to see Zhao Huixin coming up.
Her eyes were half closed. When she saw the dead baby beaten flat, she held it tightly in her arms and cried in tears, “Why do you beat my baby? It’s innocent. It has been as good as gold, not cry nor make noises. Why do you kill it? I hate you!”
Zhao Huixin grabbed a few cockroaches from the dead baby and put them in her mouth and began chewing with good appetite. She bit into a cockroach’s stomach with her teeth and squeezed it hard. Some paste spouted into her mouth. Then she spat a few cockroach wings out, with satisfied smiles brimming at the corner of her mouth.
Until now Jiang Youyou found out that bloody lump at the bedroom door was a big rat. She watched the “baby” in Zhao Huixin’s hands carefully to find its belly hollow, with traces of opening stitches.
Oh my god! Where did she collect these dead babies in the home and put them on bed to accompany her? Yet she didn’t close the windows tightly to let the rats and cockroaches come in chomping these rotten flesh.
Perhaps the rat in the living room was killed because it couldn’t escape, while the one who stayed in the bedroom might be caught and sewed in the belly of the dead baby when it was eating the baby’s flesh. Then it was slapped out of the dead baby’s belly by her just now.
Jiang Youyou looked into the mirror of her blood-stained face and hurriedly rushed into the bathroom of the bedroom, turned on the faucet, vomited while washing her face. Soon the washbasin was full because Zhao Huixin’s long hairs jammed the basin’s drain pipe.
When Jiang Youyou left the bedroom, she cast a look at Zhao Huixin, who had already gone asleep, because she was very tired. She lay in bed, holding the unknown dead baby in her arms, and an unknown baby that would die in the near future in her womb.
Jiang Youyou broke down in tears. She closed the door and went downstairs. The security guard greeted her, “Are you leaving, Beauty?”
Jiang Youyou forced a smile out of her face that was full of tears.