No. 444 was stunned for a moment, and his hands were unconsciously fiddling with the dark brown hot cocoa in the cup, a little absent-minded: "Tutoring life?"
Xie Molin also looked over in surprise, as if Lu Yao had said something particularly strange.
Only Budu held the hot cocoa in both hands and sipped it in small sips, looking at Lu Yao with eyes as bright as red pomegranate seeds, full of admiration and indulgence.
Lu Yao smiled and nodded at Budu, picked up a fruit cream puff and put it on the plate in front of him, and picked up one himself, bit it open gently, and the light and fluffy cream rolled with the natural sweetness of the fruit filled his mouth bit by bit, and squinted his eyes happily.
After a few seconds, Lu Yao raised his head again and looked at the two people opposite him: "Wild animals that have been rescued or kept in captivity must undergo corresponding rewilding training before being released into the wild to ensure that they still retain the ability to find food and survive on their own.
"It may be a bit cruel to say this. Now No. 444 is like a small animal that has been completely kept by humans and has lost its ability to survive.
"What's worse is that because humans have more complex thoughts, emotions, and social relationships, it is more difficult for them to survive when released than ordinary animals. Because not only have you lost your ability to survive, you have also lost your goal of survival."
"That's really too much." Qin Xing hadn't walked far when he felt that he was seeing the real owner for the first time.
Such a gentle and talkative person could also have such sharp words.
"An animal... kept by humans?" No. 444 slowly repeated Lu Yao's words and fell into thought.
Qin Xing shook his head and sighed secretly.
I don't know since when, the existence of experimental subjects is no longer concealed, and even many ordinary people who can't survive take the initiative to walk into the institute.
But for most people who can still survive normally, the Super Power Institute and the experimental subjects are very scary.
Qin Xing thought of the annual routine physical examination, the helplessness of lying naked on the instrument to undergo various examinations.
The discomfort and panic that seemed to be peeping into the depths of his soul, no matter how many times he experienced it, he could not get used to it, and the treatment of experimental subjects was definitely much rougher than that of ordinary physical examinations.
To put it bluntly, it is almost the same as your little white mice in the laboratory.
The owner's words were blunt and hurtful.
No. 444 raised his head, and a faint light gradually condensed in the depths of his eyes, which were like dry wells. His voice was dry, "You are right."
Qin Xing paused and looked back.
No. 444 did not notice the gaze from not far away, and looked directly at the owner: "After entering the laboratory and getting the number as an experimental subject, we lost our rights as human beings. This is a fact, but I don't know why everyone is silent about it. Whether it is the research institute or later in the nursing home, our lives have not changed. Life is like a pool of stagnant water that you can see the end of at a glance. Everyone turned a blind eye, but you ruthlessly exposed it, and I felt that my mood suddenly became very refreshing."
Xie Molin was even more surprised than before.
He had taken care of No. 444 for a long time before, but this was the first time he heard him speak such a long paragraph on his own initiative, and his words were full of rich emotions that he had never understood.
Xie Molin had mixed feelings, feeling happy but also a little sad for some reason.
He and his colleagues at the nursing home really wanted to save them, but it was ineffective.
"It's no big deal." Lu Yao pushed the plate of fruit cream puffs to No. 444 and whispered, "Don't worry, the river of life does flow into a stagnant pool occasionally, but even if it is stagnant water, if you gently throw a small stone into it, it will create ripples."
"What should I do? Teacher Lu Yao, please tell me." No. 444 asked sincerely.
"..." Xie Molin picked up the coffee cup and took a sip to cover up his uncontrollable expression.
On the way back from the beetle flower market, he wondered if he would cause trouble to the owner. After all, the condition of a sick experimental subject is much more serious than that of an ordinary customer. Even if he receives tutoring, it would probably take more energy and time than for an ordinary customer.
What worried Xie Molin the most was that No. 444 might have resistance to tutoring. As a result, less than half a day after they met, he began to actively seek opinions and even called the boss teacher.
Lu Yao supported his chin with one hand and gently stirred the coffee with the other hand, chatting casually: "Don't be too nervous, how about playing around for a few days? No longer an experimental subject, just like passers-by on the street, eat and stroll around the neighborhood, and even try to make friends, just like small animals exploring the surrounding environment."
No. 444 turned his head and looked out the window.
As noon approached, more and more people came to the street, especially the small restaurants across the street, where many people were crowded and noisy, as if they were waiting in line for food.
The fruit shop, milk tea shop, and small supermarket next to it also began to be popular. Men, women, old people, and children, people of different ages were dressed differently and had different expressions on their faces.
To No. 444, these scenes were particularly vivid, and they were all different from the white coats of the research institute, the doctors and patients in the nursing home.
However, going out alone for a stroll was still a big challenge for him. But if he could observe the outside world through the glass like this, he felt that he would not feel bored even if he watched it all day.
No. 444 slowly organized his thoughts into words and told Lu Yao nervously.
Lu Yao listened carefully and pointed across the street, "Can you see the rattan chair in the store? It's very comfortable to sit there. Let Erxin accompany you then."
No. 444 looked up and immediately remembered the first time he heard Xie Molin describe the scene of meeting the store owner for the first time. Originally, he couldn't quite imagine what the scene was like, but now he suddenly had a feeling.
The warm sunlight of a winter afternoon was pouring down, and a warmly dressed person was sitting comfortably on a rattan chair, with a fat furry cat on his legs that was almost unable to move, snuggling together to bask in the sun for an afternoon.
The four of them returned to the Childhood Tutoring Center. There were quite a few customers in the store. Lu Yao brought three cream fruit puffs and hot drinks and greeted them, "Xiaoxiao, Bai Yi, Jiao Jiao, I brought you snacks and coffee."
"I love the owner so much!" Bai Yi came out of the tutoring room and took the paper bag with some excitement.
Things in different worlds have different tastes and flavors, and Bai Yi is most interested in these.
The lunch break was over, and the number of customers buying toys, snacks and desserts gradually decreased. No. 444 found an opportunity to sit on the rattan chair to bask in the sun. After a while, a warm ball rubbed against his feet. It was Erxin.
Erxin was too heavy, and No. 444 had difficulty holding it.
But even if his legs were pressed, he was reluctant to let it go.
The cat's body was warm and soft, unlike him.
In the cram school, Lu Yao and Jiao walked into the office together.
Lu Yao adjusted and added new information, preparing to give Jiao a new lesson.
The familiar white light enveloped the two people's figures, and when they opened their eyes, they were back in the Kumquat neighborhood of Orange City.
Hu Jiao sat on the familiar yet unfamiliar bed, looking down at his hands and feet. The skin under his pajamas was full of dark purple swellings left by being beaten, and a trace of fear crept into his heart.
This time, he returned to the Hu family.
He is back, but what about little Hu Qi? And what about Lu Yao?
Hu Jiao turned over and got out of bed, opened the door and ran out.
The living room was quiet, the door of the master bedroom next door was closed, and the leather shoes that men often wore at the entrance were missing. Hu Jiao slowly exhaled, took the key quietly, opened the door, and ran to the next door to ring the doorbell.
The door opened, and a boy who was slightly shorter than Huo stood by the door, with surprise in his eyes: "Brother Huo, good morning."
Huo felt relieved, but at the same time felt strange: "Why are you in my house?"
"Who's here?" A familiar woman's voice came from the room.
Hu Qi turned around and whispered: "Mom, Brother Huo is here."
Huo was shocked.
Mom?
His name is Lu Yao?
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