Chapter 66 Chapter 3 “…Won’t you…sell…me…?”…
people!
people! !
What a terrible person!!!
The moment he heard the man's voice, Sheng Qing hugged his head tightly as a conditioned reflex, and his whole body curled up into a ball like a frightened little animal, trembling.
His teeth chattered slightly as he waited anxiously for the unknown pain. Every second seemed so long, but after a long time, the pain he had imagined still did not come.
Eh…
Only then did he notice something was wrong.
Not only was there something wrong with the human before him, but his body no longer felt like it was on fire, and even the sharp pain in his tail was gradually dissipating...
I wasn't in a stinking garbage dump, nor was I lying on a cold concrete floor, or in a cramped, hot, and constantly shaking iron cage. Instead, I was lying on a big, soft bed...
Clean, soft and full of fragrance.
How could that be?
The human opposite was wearing a black outfit. He had seen this style before. The first circus owner he had visited had worn similar clothes.
He is very fierce and especially mean to snakes!
But why didn't this almost human being in front of him hit him? Why?
This unfamiliar experience left Shengqing completely bewildered. His walnut-sized brain raced, but he couldn't figure out what was happening. He could only freeze in his blankets, not daring to move.
After a while, seeing that there was no movement outside, he carefully poked his head out from under the quilt, opened his beautiful silver-gray eyes, and carefully observed the facial features of the person beside the bed.
After all, they are not human beings. Sheng Qing has very serious face blindness, and all humans look the same in his eyes.
He distinguishes different humans not by their five senses, but by the color of their clothes, their unique voices, and their exclusive smells.
Although this person's clothes were similar to the terrifying human in his memory, his voice was completely different, and his scent was also very different. He was surrounded by an indescribable, extremely elegant fragrance, which lingered in Shengqing's nostrils.
Shengqing's nostrils twitched slightly as he carefully sniffed the scent of Yan Hao in the air.
Those tiny smells that are almost imperceptible to humans are all decomposed into rich and diverse information by Sheng Qing's sensitive nose:
He had been sweating, and the faint salty smell of sweat still lingered on his forehead and back. The perfume he wore was a very light, woody scent. He had smoked a day before, and the faint scent of cigarettes still lingered on his fingers. On his hands, arms, shoulders, and chest, there was a faint, sour odor of decaying household garbage...
These subtle smells intertwine to form a web of information full of secrets.
He could even smell where he had been, who he had come into contact with, and what specific foods he had eaten.
While Shengqing was carefully checking, Yan Hao was also observing the waking Shengqing with interest.
The snake man before had his eyes closed and was motionless, like a beautiful puppet. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that the eyes of this "little monster" were silver-gray.
What beautiful eyes.
Before Sheng Qing woke up, Yan Hao had already anticipated his possible reaction.
The worst result might be that the drug was not effective enough, and he still had the same empty and dull eyes as when he was in a coma, and had no reaction to anything around him;
Or, are you aggressive towards yourself?
After all, according to the data provided by the system, the vast majority of injuries Shengqing had suffered in his past had come from humans. Therefore, even if the first thing he did upon waking up was to bite himself, that would be a perfectly reasonable reaction, and Yan Hao was mentally prepared for it.
But in fact, Shengqing did not attack him. Instead, he subconsciously chose to hide, like a frightened little animal, desperately trying to find a safe corner to hide himself.
“…”
Yan Hao could clearly see from his skillful movements and frightened eyes that "it" was afraid and terrified of himself, which also indirectly explained what he had experienced before.
I can’t describe how I feel, but my chest feels like it’s filled with something, sour and swollen.
Yan Hao rarely had such overflowing love in the past. His younger sister used to like raising small animals and had no resistance to those furry little things, but he didn't like them at all.
He thought small animals were troublesome and noisy. His sister said he was unloving, and he himself once thought so too, feeling that he was a person who lacked empathy for soft life.
However, when he found Shengqing next to the trash can and saw with his own eyes the snake tail that was completely different from that of an ordinary person and was covered with scars, his heart began to beat uncontrollably.
It wasn't nervousness, but an indescribable wonderful feeling, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples and breaking the long-standing peace in his heart.
At this point, he didn't notice how softly he spoke to Shengqing, nor how gentle his expression was.
The system once said that snake people can understand human language, but they just can't express themselves clearly.
Yan Hao cleared his throat and tried to use concise and clear words, and said softly: "I saved you, don't worry, I won't hurt you..."
He repeated the last sentence several times, but he didn't know if the little monster opposite understood it.
The "boy" tilted his head, and his strange and beautiful eyes looked at the human in front of him intently without blinking, as if he was thinking hard, but he still kept his lips tightly closed and said nothing.
Yan Hao was not in a hurry. He patiently repeated his previous words: "Are you hungry?" He deliberately made his voice softer, enunciating each word clearly. "Are you hungry?"
"Hungry?"
Shengqing nodded first, then shook his head in panic.
When I was in the circus, what I ate every day depended on the circus's profits. I could only eat leftovers on weekdays, and only on the eve of the performance could I occasionally get some tasty snacks.
Hungry? Of course he was, but the thought of having to perform those painful shows for food and being locked in a small display case for people to watch made him resist.
Those humans were always pulling his hair and pinching his face, and many of them were picking at his scales with their fingernails, asking as they pulled, "Is it real or fake? Could it be a fake tail glued on?"
It hurt, it hurt so much, but he was too weak to resist. Besides, after years in the circus, he was used to pain and used to enduring it.
He no longer struggled and resisted desperately at the slightest pain like he did at the beginning, because he knew that resistance would only lead to more violent electric shocks and merciless whipping. After so many times, resistance became synonymous with pain.
It hurts if he resists, and it hurts if he doesn't resist. No matter what, he cannot escape the torture of pain.
A monkey from the same circus once warned Shengqing that humans are the best at lying, so never believe what humans say, let alone communicate with them.
People are all very bad.
The previous Shengqing agreed with this, but now...
Shengqing could clearly feel that he was clean. Lying on this soft bed, the comfortable touch made him feel both novel and unfamiliar.
He could feel that his body was clean, but he was not used to such a soft touch. The human in front of him was someone he had never met before, and he was full of vigilance.
In the end, he responded with silence.
This person, however, didn't act like the others before him, getting inexplicably angry and kicking him because of his lack of reaction. He sighed and pulled a black cube from his pocket.
Shengqing recognized that thing, it was called a mobile phone.
When he was still in the circus, he had seen those people making phone calls in front of him several times, and each time, they were almost discussing selling him.
Such a familiar scene made Shengqing instantly nervous, and the scales under the quilt were tense.
As expected, he still has to be sold?
Shengqing suddenly thought of the other animals in the circus and wondered how they were doing now.
Before he was thrown away like garbage, he heard those humans discussing that business had become increasingly difficult in recent years and it was becoming increasingly difficult to make money. They had to hide from people all the time, not only to pay the workers' wages, but also to take care of the animals' food and drink. They didn't want to do this anymore and planned to sell the animals one after another.
Just like in the last circus, he witnessed with his own eyes a black bear that was riding a bicycle and entertaining people the day before, but was taken away simply because of a leg injury and never appeared again.
When we saw it again, the black bear had turned into pieces of meat, ready to be slaughtered.
…Will he be treated like this too?
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Yan Hao didn't know what Sheng Qing was thinking. Since he didn't say anything, he assumed that he was hungry.
He took out his cell phone and started looking for nearby restaurants. He thought that Shengqing was a snake and should be a carnivore. Besides, his body had just recovered and he couldn't eat spicy food. How about something light?
He thought about it and ordered the meal. After ordering, Yan Hao made a special phone call to the restaurant, reminding them that the food must be lighter as he was worried about the patient.
"Yeah, okay."
Just as he put down his phone, Yan Hao discovered that half of the snake man's body had already emerged from the quilt, but his expression was a little strange, and he was staring at the phone in his hand.
He took the initiative to hand over the phone:
"Want to play?"
Sheng Qing refused to accept the offer.
It seems that he doesn't want to play with his phone.
Looking at his alert look, Yan Hao couldn't help but sigh again.
He couldn't count how many times he had sighed today. He always felt that communicating with Shengqing was like communicating with a child who had not yet developed intelligence.
I haven't even married yet,
But I inexplicably had a feeling of being a father.
"I ordered some food for you, it will be delivered shortly. I don't know what you like, so I ordered a little bit of everything. You can pick what you like..."
The boy continued to stare at him with his beautiful light grey eyes, occasionally raising his chin to sniff, not knowing what he was smelling.
"My name is Yan Hao." Yan Hao pointed at himself and repeated his name, "Yan Hao."
He didn't expect this little monster with a snake tail to remember his name, but he felt that since it was their first meeting, he should introduce himself.
The name Yan Hao is not very well-known outside, but thanks to the Yan family's growing influence in the industry, there are quite a few people who know him.
He just went to any place and gave his name, and there were countless people who wanted to establish a relationship with him, but it was obvious that the snake-man boy who made him run several streets and search through the trash cans himself to rescue him was not among them.
He blinked, still not saying anything. His clear eyes were filled with a naive innocence.
"………Why"
Yan Hao sighed again, and at the same time questioned the cold voice in his mind.
[Is there something wrong with the medicine I injected before? ]
The electronic voice responded immediately.
【No! 】
If there is no problem, then why does the little thing in front of me pretend not to understand when it clearly looks like it can understand?
He stared at Yan Hao as he played with his phone.
Yan Hao was on the phone, and he was staring at it.
No matter what Yan Hao did, the "boy" on the bed was watching his every move with a vision that he thought was hidden.
[This is normal. The target is curious about you and is observing you.]
Strange electronic sounds are interpreted within the consciousness.
[After testing, Shengqing is currently both curious about you and afraid of you, so he doesn't dare to talk to you rashly. He is silently observing you...]
This description is quite cute.
Yan Hao suddenly thought of the "Animal World" he had watched before. Before hunting, snakes were always very patient. They would spend a long time observing their prey, and then attack quickly and hit the target with one shot.
So, was he treating himself as prey? Thinking of the tiny white snake in the data card, Yan Hao didn't feel scared at all. Instead, he found it very cute.
After a while, the delivery man arrived.
When there was a sudden knock on the door, the snake man on the bed also trembled, and his scales instantly tightened.
Yan Hao didn't notice it at the time, but when he returned to the room with the exquisite packing box, he found that the snake man who had been lying on the bed was stumbling down from the bed. He looked flustered and at a loss.
"What's wrong? Why did you come down?"
Yan Hao strode forward, bent down, and gently picked up the thin snake man. His rolled-up sleeves accidentally touched the cold snake scales, and he subconsciously rubbed them a few more times, and he was still unaware of his actions at that time.
"Are you thinking of going somewhere?"
"Will you tell me?"
Yan Hao put Sheng Qing back into the quilt. The latter had a confused look in his eyes, staring straight at the door that closed again. He also looked behind Yan Hao, and after making sure that there was no one else, a look of doubt appeared on his face.
Especially when he saw Yan Hao start to clean the bedside table and take out the steaming meals with tempting aroma from the bag one by one, Sheng Qing frowned tightly and the confusion on his face became more intense.
"Come, let's eat." Yan Hao paused and asked uncertainly, "Can you eat by yourself?"
Sheng Qing did not answer, but his ears moved slightly, and he clearly heard the footsteps outside the door gradually moving away.
"Hmm? What's wrong?"
In the past, others had racked their brains to guess Yan Hao's thoughts, but now it was Yan Hao's turn to rack his brains to guess what "others" were thinking. Just as he was wondering if he hadn't expressed himself clearly, the little thing with a pointed chin suddenly spoke.
"you……"
He has a nice voice, but it's obvious that he doesn't speak very often. His tone is a bit strange, and every word seems to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
“…You won’t… sell… me…?”
"ah?"
Yan Hao didn't hear the invitation for a moment.
"Someone...someone...left." He listened to the footsteps that had completely faded away. "Is it...because...Is it because...I can't sell it?"
He said the words "can't be sold" very clearly, his silver snake tail moving back and forth in the quilt. While speaking, he subconsciously covered the small bald spot on his waist with his hands.
In a flash, Yan Hao suddenly understood.
Did the little thing mistake the fact that I was calling him as someone who wanted to sell him, and the delivery man as the buyer, and when he saw him leave, he thought that he was being rejected for some reason and couldn't be sold...
"No, I won't sell you out." Yan Hao promised solemnly, "Absolutely not."
"Eat quickly."
Yan Hao deliberately moved the bedside table and pushed a bowl of steaming rice towards Sheng Qing.
Sheng Qing's eyes moved back and forth between the steaming food and the face of the human in front of him, as if trying to confirm whether this was indeed for him.
Yan Hao pushed again.
Sheng Qing then understood that this was food for him, so he used his arms to push himself over and reached out to grab it. Fortunately, Yan Hao was quick to stop him.
"It's so hot."
Shengqing looked at him, his eyes full of confusion.
Yan Hao sighed helplessly and dug out a steel spoon from his cutlery box. — Teaching him to use chopsticks might be a bit difficult, so he'd start with the simplest spoon.
He patiently demonstrated a few times, and Shengqing understood very quickly this time. He held the handle and started to eat voraciously, his cheeks bulging like a cute little hamster.
He was probably very hungry, so he ate very quickly, barely chewing, just stuffing the food into his stomach. He didn't even notice when the rice touched his lips.
Yan Hao crossed his arms and watched him eat quietly. For some reason, just seeing that he was no longer as listless and lifeless as before, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in his heart.
After a while, he stopped.
"Yan...Hao..." Sheng Qing called Yan Hao's name without warning. The silver-white snake tail swam out from the quilt, and the tip of the tail moved, "Two, three pieces, you can..."
Yan Hao didn't understand at first, until he saw Sheng Qing pointing at the scales on his tail and making a snapping motion, he suddenly understood what the little snake meant.
He probably thought that since he ate the food, he should pay a corresponding reward. He had no money, so he just wanted to pull out three scales?
…
After realizing this, Yan Hao's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by a pair of invisible hands, and a strong sour feeling spread from his heart all the way to his limbs.
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Shengqing thought for a moment and continued in a strange tone: "5...5 pieces?"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and carefully searched for the more beautiful scales on his snake tail...
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