Witch, Open Your Eyes
Witch, Open Your Eyes Chapter 58: Fifth day Part One
(T/N : Alright so…Just to be safe, this chapter might feel unsettling so…Trigger warning, a 13-14 child suffering? I mean, I still count that as a child not a teenager so…)
Un-edited so please don’t kill me if you find anything wrong, please gently commenting so I can fix it. Thank you.
“Mom…” The little boy was lying on the bed, muttering weakly.
The fire started from the bed cover and quilt. The ornate purple-brown bed curtain was burnt down and the silk quilt wrapped around the child was sticking to the boy’s skin, scorched into black fibres.
The fire is still burning. Strangely, the boy in the centre of the fire didn’t move. He was just lying there, letting the fire burn him while crying in despair.
The smoke was so thick that Fang Daichuan was startled and immediately took off his shirt to put out the flames on the bed curtain. The child was lying in despair, crying in the fire, not moving or running away. Fang Daichuan was so furious that he didn’t care about the burning fire and after putting out the outer flames, he reached into the flames with one hand and grabbed the child’s shoulder from the outside, pulling him out of the flames with the strength of one hand alone.
The boy’s crying became more intense, and Fang Daichuan was in a hurry. At that moment, his arm didn’t feel burning, but the smoke choked into his windpipe. He stifled the urge to cough.
The child had just been dragged out of the ring of fire when Niu Xinyan immediately rushed up and embraced the child.
Fang Daichuan glanced at the scene and found a copper candlestick fallen on the side of the bed curtain.
As soon as Yang Song came in, she rushed straight into the bathroom to collect water. There were no plastic tubs in the bathroom, so Yang Song bundled her clothes into a cylinder and dragged them all the way across the floor to splash the water into the flames. Unfortunately, the fire was already burning and the water did not help.
Fang Daichuan quickly glanced around, the wooden floor scorched by the high temperature and the flames were getting bigger and bigger. In front of the flames that have formed a blaze, there is no need for accelerants or inflammables. Wooden floors, plastics, fabrics, cotton, artificial fibres and many more items that can be ignited are already there. Fang Daichuan was a little anxious and was forced back a few steps by the flames. He quickly realised that the flames must be extinguished in this room before it ignited into other rooms and the situation became irreversible. Otherwise, if you are lucky, you will only burn down the entire villa. In case the rain seeps fast and the wood outside dries out, whether this small island full of trees can survive or not is a fucking moot point.
He looked around for something that could be used. The bed curtain was like a hydrangea that had only been burned to crisp. It was charred black. The bedside table was made of wood, which had already burned in the flames. The dresser was also made of wood and had several huge drawers.
Drawers?
Fang Daichuan froze for a moment, then he reacted, crouched down and yanked out several drawers.
Just now, he was in a hurry and didn’t feel the pain. At this moment, the burned right hand was pressed on the dresser and there was a sharp pain.
The burning pain is not like a sharp stab wound, the pain is not in the skin, it is deep in the flesh. The pain travels from the deepest part of the body to the skin, from inside out, intensifying.
Fang Daichuan’s hands were shaking from the pain, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a few drawers. He threw one to Yang Song, picked up the other, and began to take turns to collect water and put out the fire.
Niu Xinyan sat at the corner and hugged her son.
The child’s cries were getting smaller and smaller. Niu Xinyan desperately called out his nickname. The situation was so sad and powerless that Fang Daichuan turned his face away because he couldn’t bear to see it.
Although the child was weird and terrifying and Fang Daichuan himself said several times that he wanted to strangle him, when he saw a young life die in such a cruel way before his eyes, he felt unbearable and sad. Perhaps human beings’ instinct to care for their young is written in their genes. Fang Daichuan told himself that he was not a saint, but when the child was about to die, he still felt a little pity.
Niu Xinyan hugged the boy tightly, pressed the boy’s head to her chest and big drops of wet marks hit the boy’s scorched skin. She was wearing a nightgown with a deep V neckline that opened low, revealing two white half-arcs, her chest was soaked with the moisture of the night rain and she pressed the boy’s head in the ravine between the half-arcs.
The fire was finally extinguished.
The wallpaper had been burnt to pieces, the floor was unrecognisable and the bed was a miserable mess.
“How to deal with this?” Fang Daichuan threw away the drawer, glanced at the child in Niu Xinyan’s arms, sighed, and offered, “Let’s cut the fabric on his body and see if we can treat the wound. Are there any doctors and nurses here?”
Seeing him glance at her, Yang Song shook her head helplessly. She studied physics, so she couldn’t help.
Fang Daichuan used to have the experience of using props to burn stuff in the past. Action movies often burn houses and cars. For the sake of gimmicks at the time of release, if the plot requires it, no matter how much or how little, it will use fire. At that time, a staff member in charge of managing petrol bottles did not handle it properly and his hand was burned. The accompanying medical staff immediately cut his clothes and rushed to the local hospital for emergency treatment.
Right now he can’t be sent to the hospital, but at least we have to do something to try to save him.
That is what Fang Daichuan thought as he picked up a pair of scissors and handed it to Niu Xinyan.
“Don’t die, don’t die!” Niu Xinyan cut off the fabric wrapped around the child while crying, yelling, “Brother Nan! Come out, Brother Nan! Don’t die!”
The fabric was peeled away from his body to reveal the burnt skin and festering wounds inside. The child had been burnt beyond recognition, his hair and skin all burnt, the charred fabric clinging to his festering wounds. Seeing his condition, it doesn’t look promising. Fang Daichuan sighed compassionately and said to Niu Xinyan, “You, I am sorry. This is …… not looking good, you coax him well, do not make the child too painful ……”
The child has difficulty breathing. Fang Daichuan guessed that it was because he is inhaling a lot of smoke. He had a hard time speaking, swallowed the air with difficulty, muttered: “Mom.”
Unexpectedly, Niu Xinyan’s expression changed.
“Don’t you call me mom! You are not allowed to call me mother! You go away! You go back! You tell your father to come out and see me!” She shook the child’s body hard, her tone sad and desperate, as if she was trying to shake out the other soul inside that body.
Fang Daichuan’s heart tightened, Li Sinian’s guess was indeed correct, there was indeed another personality living inside that child’s body, and it was most likely his father’s soul!
What the hell is going on? The always atheistic Fang Daichuan couldn’t help but clench his fists, and goose bumps climb up on his back.
But then he heard the child who was about to die cry out in a whisper: “No …… no father……” the little boy cried out, in the last moment of his life, there was no maternal love, no blessing, no comfort, he cried in despair, his burned and rotting face wounds opened up, dripping blood mixed with pus, he cried, “No father, there is no father!”
“You are talking nonsense!” Niu Xinyan’s eyes were bloodshot, she gritted her teeth and cried, calling out, “Brother Nan! Come out, Brother Nan, I know you can hear me, please, Brother Nan, said something to me, I’m really scared, you come out Niu Nahan!”
Her voice was mournful, like a cuckoo’s blood-curdling cry, still crying even after tearing open her throat.
The little boy opened his eyes. Fang Daichuan remembered these eyes. They were simple and timid. They belonged to a child who had never been neglected. That day, the child called him uncle with those eyes and told him good morning.
He cried and said, “Mom, there is no father, there has never been a father, only me and Nan Nan. Nan Nan is pretending. He is afraid that you will drive him away, so he pretends to be a father.”
Liu Xiquan’s voice was weak and sorrowful and he finally revealed the secret that he had been fearfully concealing for years.
Chapter 58: CH 58
(T/N : Alright so…Just to be safe, this chapter might feel unsettling so…Trigger warning, a 13-14 child suffering? I mean, I still count that as a child not a teenager so…)
Un-edited so please don’t kill me if you find anything wrong, please gently commenting so I can fix it. Thank you.
“Mom…” The little boy was lying on the bed, muttering weakly.
The fire started from the bed cover and quilt. The ornate purple-brown bed curtain was burnt down and the silk quilt wrapped around the child was sticking to the boy’s skin, scorched into black fibres.
The fire is still burning. Strangely, the boy in the centre of the fire didn’t move. He was just lying there, letting the fire burn him while crying in despair.
The smoke was so thick that Fang Daichuan was startled and immediately took off his shirt to put out the flames on the bed curtain. The child was lying in despair, crying in the fire, not moving or running away. Fang Daichuan was so furious that he didn’t care about the burning fire and after putting out the outer flames, he reached into the flames with one hand and grabbed the child’s shoulder from the outside, pulling him out of the flames with the strength of one hand alone.
The boy’s crying became more intense, and Fang Daichuan was in a hurry. At that moment, his arm didn’t feel burning, but the smoke choked into his windpipe. He stifled the urge to cough.
The child had just been dragged out of the ring of fire when Niu Xinyan immediately rushed up and embraced the child.
Fang Daichuan glanced at the scene and found a copper candlestick fallen on the side of the bed curtain.
As soon as Yang Song came in, she rushed straight into the bathroom to collect water. There were no plastic tubs in the bathroom, so Yang Song bundled her clothes into a cylinder and dragged them all the way across the floor to splash the water into the flames. Unfortunately, the fire was already burning and the water did not help.
Fang Daichuan quickly glanced around, the wooden floor scorched by the high temperature and the flames were getting bigger and bigger. In front of the flames that have formed a blaze, there is no need for accelerants or inflammables. Wooden floors, plastics, fabrics, cotton, artificial fibres and many more items that can be ignited are already there. Fang Daichuan was a little anxious and was forced back a few steps by the flames. He quickly realised that the flames must be extinguished in this room before it ignited into other rooms and the situation became irreversible. Otherwise, if you are lucky, you will only burn down the entire villa. In case the rain seeps fast and the wood outside dries out, whether this small island full of trees can survive or not is a fucking moot point.
He looked around for something that could be used. The bed curtain was like a hydrangea that had only been burned to crisp. It was charred black. The bedside table was made of wood, which had already burned in the flames. The dresser was also made of wood and had several huge drawers.
Drawers?
Fang Daichuan froze for a moment, then he reacted, crouched down and yanked out several drawers.
Just now, he was in a hurry and didn’t feel the pain. At this moment, the burned right hand was pressed on the dresser and there was a sharp pain.
The burning pain is not like a sharp stab wound, the pain is not in the skin, it is deep in the flesh. The pain travels from the deepest part of the body to the skin, from inside out, intensifying.
Fang Daichuan’s hands were shaking from the pain, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a few drawers. He threw one to Yang Song, picked up the other, and began to take turns to collect water and put out the fire.
Niu Xinyan sat at the corner and hugged her son.
The child’s cries were getting smaller and smaller. Niu Xinyan desperately called out his nickname. The situation was so sad and powerless that Fang Daichuan turned his face away because he couldn’t bear to see it.
Niu Xinyan hugged the boy tightly, pressed the boy’s head to her chest and big drops of wet marks hit the boy’s scorched skin. She was wearing a nightgown with a deep V neckline that opened low, revealing two white half-arcs, her chest was soaked with the moisture of the night rain and she pressed the boy’s head in the ravine between the half-arcs.
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As Yang Song watched from the side, he somehow felt a little uneasy and frowned slightly.The fire was finally extinguished.
The wallpaper had been burnt to pieces, the floor was unrecognisable and the bed was a miserable mess.
“How to deal with this?” Fang Daichuan threw away the drawer, glanced at the child in Niu Xinyan’s arms, sighed, and offered, “Let’s cut the fabric on his body and see if we can treat the wound. Are there any doctors and nurses here?”
Seeing him glance at her, Yang Song shook her head helplessly. She studied physics, so she couldn’t help.
Fang Daichuan used to have the experience of using props to burn stuff in the past. Action movies often burn houses and cars. For the sake of gimmicks at the time of release, if the plot requires it, no matter how much or how little, it will use fire. At that time, a staff member in charge of managing petrol bottles did not handle it properly and his hand was burned. The accompanying medical staff immediately cut his clothes and rushed to the local hospital for emergency treatment.
Right now he can’t be sent to the hospital, but at least we have to do something to try to save him.
That is what Fang Daichuan thought as he picked up a pair of scissors and handed it to Niu Xinyan.
“Don’t die, don’t die!” Niu Xinyan cut off the fabric wrapped around the child while crying, yelling, “Brother Nan! Come out, Brother Nan! Don’t die!”
The fabric was peeled away from his body to reveal the burnt skin and festering wounds inside. The child had been burnt beyond recognition, his hair and skin all burnt, the charred fabric clinging to his festering wounds. Seeing his condition, it doesn’t look promising. Fang Daichuan sighed compassionately and said to Niu Xinyan, “You, I am sorry. This is …… not looking good, you coax him well, do not make the child too painful ……”
The child has difficulty breathing. Fang Daichuan guessed that it was because he is inhaling a lot of smoke. He had a hard time speaking, swallowed the air with difficulty, muttered: “Mom.”
Unexpectedly, Niu Xinyan’s expression changed.
“Don’t you call me mom! You are not allowed to call me mother! You go away! You go back! You tell your father to come out and see me!” She shook the child’s body hard, her tone sad and desperate, as if she was trying to shake out the other soul inside that body.
Fang Daichuan’s heart tightened, Li Sinian’s guess was indeed correct, there was indeed another personality living inside that child’s body, and it was most likely his father’s soul!
What the hell is going on? The always atheistic Fang Daichuan couldn’t help but clench his fists, and goose bumps climb up on his back.
But then he heard the child who was about to die cry out in a whisper: “No …… no father……” the little boy cried out, in the last moment of his life, there was no maternal love, no blessing, no comfort, he cried in despair, his burned and rotting face wounds opened up, dripping blood mixed with pus, he cried, “No father, there is no father!”
“You are talking nonsense!” Niu Xinyan’s eyes were bloodshot, she gritted her teeth and cried, calling out, “Brother Nan! Come out, Brother Nan, I know you can hear me, please, Brother Nan, said something to me, I’m really scared, you come out Niu Nahan!”
Her voice was mournful, like a cuckoo’s blood-curdling cry, still crying even after tearing open her throat.
He cried and said, “Mom, there is no father, there has never been a father, only me and Nan Nan. Nan Nan is pretending. He is afraid that you will drive him away, so he pretends to be a father.”
Liu Xiquan’s voice was weak and sorrowful and he finally revealed the secret that he had been fearfully concealing for years.
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