The person at the comic convention asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Xiaoyue bypassed the cages in front and approached the hanging cage, taking the opportunity to observe why these people were not reacting.
She stared at a head turned toward her for a while, and then she noticed something.
The anime convention staff member cautiously circled around the cage and approached Zhao Xiaoyue. "Slow down, slow down, what did you find?"
Zhao Xiaoyue stood under the cage, circling around, "Think of a way to put this down."
"Didn't you say you wouldn't save people?" The comic convention organizers also started looking for a solution.
Seeing the frenzy in other people's eyes, the anime convention quietly shut up and pretended to be busy looking for a mechanism.
"Found it!"
I ran over to the comic convention and exclaimed, "What's this?"
In the eyes of the comic convention organizers, what Zhao Xiaoyue meant by "found" was just a stone.
However, when Zhao turned the stone, there was a rattling sound of iron chains, and he said, "Didn't you see that this stone is smoother and flatter than the others?"
Can't you see? Aren't all stones smooth and shiny?
The cage landed on the ground, and everyone at the comic convention instantly brightened up. They leaned over the cage and exclaimed, "Wow! That guy surnamed Zhao, he's so handsome! He's really good-looking!"
The person lying in the cage looked very dirty, with torn clothes and bloodstains. Only their face was relatively clean, and their hair was long enough to reach their shoulders.
How did he come to think this person was handsome?
Zhao Xiaoyue tried to open the cage, and the anime convention worker pointed and said, "You can open it from the top."
The little girl used a lever to jump onto the two-meter-high cage, turned on the switch, and jumped inside.
"Come out quickly, what if someone comes?" he said anxiously.
Zhao Xiaoyue turned the boy lying on his side in the cage. He's gotten so thin! And he's wearing a collar around his neck.
Zhao Xiaoyue felt around with her hand; there were sensors on it. She then raised her hand to take her pulse, her brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a fly.
Her once jade-like hands are now covered in scars, and if you lift her clothes up slightly, her arms are even more unsightly.
While taking the pulse, Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at the small red mole, then focused on taking the pulse again.
Did he take medicine?
Severe malnutrition, long-term use of stimulants and hallucinogenic drugs? What has he been doing?
Zhao Xiaoyue then carefully felt around the boy's head, inch by inch, and pulled out a needle as thin as a cow's hair from the Baihui acupoint.
"Wow, this needle must be ten centimeters long! They're sticking something that long into people's heads, won't they die?"
Zhao Xiaoyue threw away the needle and gently patted the boy's face, "Big brother? Big brother, wake up, big brother, wake up! Brother Ming!"
Situ Ming felt dizzy and had no strength left in his body.
His memory ends when he was changing clothes in the dormitory. After changing, he drank a glass of cold water from the table, which was placed there when he took a shower. He felt dizzy and realized that someone had tampered with the water.
He was supposed to go back to China... but where is he now? Why does he hear the sound of foxtail grass?
Strangely enough, he could always hear that voice whenever he was in a deep coma.
"Hey, little brother, Ming-ge, are you awake? Answer me if you're awake!"
The anime convention worker scoffed, "So this is someone you know?" Then, leaning against the cage, he joked, "Hey Zhao, you're such a hypocrite!"
Zhao Xiaoyue ignored the comic convention and continued calling for people. The boy struggled to raise his soft hand and cover his eyes.
It took Situ Ming quite a while to open his eyes and for his pupils to focus. He was such a weed!
The little girl opened her beautiful almond-shaped eyes and called out anxiously, "Big brother, wake up."
It wasn't a hallucination after all.
"Foxtail grass?"
"Hey, what did you call me?" Zhao Xiaoyue asked uncertainly, "Foxtail grass?"
The person at the comic convention didn't hear clearly, "He's awake? He can still talk?"
Hearing a man's voice, Situ Ming instantly sobered up, lowered his hand, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you doing here?"
Zhao Xiaoyue breathed a sigh of relief, "You scared me to death! I thought you were dead again!"
Situ Ming still lacked the strength, and he slightly tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Again? I've died more than once?"
"No, no," Zhao Xiaoyue quickly changed the subject. "How did you get arrested?"
Two years had passed, and this guy had grown much taller. However, he was dressed in tattered and filthy clothes. If it weren't for his dangling hand, she might have passed away.
"Can we leave now?"
Situ Ming felt as if his body didn't belong to him, but he still instinctively said, "Yes!"
He tried to get up several times but couldn't, and even cut his arm. Zhao Xiaoyue quickly helped him up and asked helplessly, "Are you too weak?"
Situ Ming struggled to sit up, his hands barely supporting him on the cage. "I feel like I can't get any strength in."
"Dianman, come up here and give me a hand."
He pushed off the ground with his feet and got up there. "Give me a hand, I'll pull you up. Hey, you caveman, give me your hand."
Situ Ming then raised his head to look at the man. A Russian?
At the comic convention, Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at the handsome wild man, then at the woman, and thought, "This guy won't let me pull him."
Zhao Xiaoyue helped Situ Ming up by the arm and said to the anime convention organizer, "Hold on tight!"
At this moment, the boy was leaning his whole body against Zhao Xiaoyue. He was more than 20 centimeters taller than the girl and was trying his best to give his arm to the Russian above him so that he could hold on properly.
Comic Con stood on the cage, pulling on Situ Ming's arms and pulling him up with all his might, while Zhao Xiaoyue dragged her ankles to help her up.
It took a lot of effort to get the person out of the cage. The person at the comic convention was panting heavily and sat on the ground with their tongue sticking out.
"Hey Zhao, you think I'm heavy? This guy is heavy, you know?"
Situ Ming frowned.
Zhao Xiaoyue said disdainfully, "He's not like a man at all!"
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