Chapter 76 Share
"Restricted-level psychic, number 1002 - 'Ji Minghuan', quickly get up and get ready, the instructor has something to say."
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What I see is the unchanging silver-white ceiling and the unchanging surveillance cameras.
The pale cold light spread down, covering the prison room like an insect-proof net on a dining table, making it difficult for people to tell whether they were insects or the food on the table.
Ji Minghuan stared at the surveillance camera for a long time before slowly looking away.
If the people at the Salvation Society considered changing the shape of the monitor into a penguin, his daily grumpiness might be cut in half.
"Kong Youling and Firio will be there soon, so please get ready." The instructor's gentle voice came into his ears from the broadcasting equipment on the ceiling.
"Can't you give us some advance notice?" Ji Minghuan frowned and got up from the bed while speaking.
Dragging his body, which was so thin that it was just a skeleton, he walked quickly towards the entrance.
Looking down, he saw two plates on the silver-white floor, one with toast and milk, and the other with toiletries. He bent down and picked up the second plate from the ground, then trotted into the toilet connected to the prison cell.
He turned on the faucet, rinsed the water, wiped his face with a towel, then put toothpaste on the toothbrush and brushed his teeth, even the molars.
Amid the sound of running water, he raised his head and looked at his pale, thin face in the mirror of the washbasin. Then he stood on tiptoe and compared the height of the mirror to find that he seemed to have grown taller...
It's normal, twelve years old is the time for growth.
However, being locked up in such a place is indeed not conducive to physical development.
The food brought by the experimenters was nutritionally balanced and rich in variety, and could be described as a textbook-level healthy combination. However, in a place like this, he had no appetite for anything. The roasted sweet potatoes he ate with other children in the welfare home were not as delicious as the ones he ate.
Unless you are really hungry, sometimes food tastes better when there are people around to share it with, just like when someone goes out for drinks late at night, the atmosphere is just for drinking.
It didn't take long for Ji Minghuan to wash his face and brush his teeth. As for the messy hair, just ignore it. There is also beauty in messiness - every lazy person will convince himself so.
Exactly two minutes were up when there was a sound outside and the metal door opened. Ji Minghuan lay back on the bed and pretended to be asleep, lying on his side with his back to the door of the prison cell.
After a while, a cold hand gently poked the tip of his nose, and then a gauze-like touch brushed across his cheek, as if someone lowered their head and soft hair accidentally brushed across his face.
"You never woke me up before." Ji Minghuan opened one eye and looked at the white-haired girl, with a sly smile at the corner of his mouth.
The two men were facing each other, their noses almost touching, like little animals meeting each other for the first time.
He was curious as to why the instructor did not forbid them from physical contact this time, but he put the question aside for the time being.
Kong Youling sat on the corner of the bed, wrote on the notebook with a pencil, and then held up the notebook.
It said: "You don't sleep like this. You're obviously pretending to sleep."
"You've discovered all this, you're so awesome." Ji Minghuan sat up and scratched his messy hair.
Under the cold light, Kong Youling lowered her red eyes and stared at him silently, then handed him the notebook after a moment.
He curiously flipped through two pages, and on them were some drawings she had made when she was bored:
In the attic under the moonlight, there are two children sitting on the eaves; the clock in the prison cell is stuck there as if it will not turn, with a line of small mumbling next to it: "Time goes by so slowly, so slowly", and there is also a cartoon man drawn next to it. If you look closely, it is Ji Minghuan wearing a hospital gown, and a pair of fox ears have been added for him.
Ji Minghuan lowered his eyes and looked at it quietly for a while, then wrote in pencil on the notebook:
"Do you have a TV I can watch?"
"They gave me a lot of CDs and a CD player."
"That's great. I'm so bored here, I'm almost dying... What did you see? Tell me about it."
Kong Youling thought for a moment and wrote on the notebook: "Kamen Rider Exide, Neon Genesis Evangelion, Code Geass, Kamen Rider Amazons."
"Why do I feel like these are all things for boys to watch?" Ji Minghuan tilted his head.
"Can't I read it?" She held the notebook against the lower half of her face, staring at him motionlessly, her light white hair scratching the words on the notebook.
"sure."
"I feel like you might like it too, so after watching those, I can share them with you."
"I knew it. If I said I had seen it all, wouldn't it be a waste of your time?"
Kong Youling was stunned for a while, then puffed up her cheeks slightly, like a little snowman with puffy cheeks. They used to watch cartoons together in the computer room, and at that time, Ji Minghuan downloaded the cartoons from the Internet.
So the CDs she selected from the people in the Salvation Society were all those that the two of them had never watched together. Unexpectedly, he said that he had watched them all. He must have watched them all by himself!
"Well, actually I haven't seen it." Ji Minghuan said, "I just want to say, just watch the CD you like. It's so boring to stay here, there's no need to do this for me."
"That's what I like." Kong Youling was stunned and shook his head.
"Oh, that's good." Ji Minghuan said, "Tell me the plot, it won't take much time."
So the two children sat on the bed and chatted for a while about the plots and contents of those cartoons and special effects dramas.
Kong Youling was scribbling on the notebook, while Ji Minghuan was listening quietly while hugging his pillow.
He would click his tongue from time to time and complain about what she was saying in an exaggerated tone: "This 'Masked Rider Amazons' is too bloody and dark. Is this still Kamen Rider? It's clearly Lu Xun's Diary of a Madman. It's nothing but cannibalism."
Kong Youling asked him what he did here. Ji Minghuan couldn't say that he was like a dead man, lying there doing nothing every day, so he said that he exercised every day here and was very excited. He might be the next muscle beauty pageant champion!
Then he lay on the bed, did two push-ups, and collapsed, as if he had died.
He fell on the bed, turning his face to the side to avoid Kong Youling's gaze. In fact, he really wanted to say that during this period of time, he was learning chess or learning the art of bondage.
I really want to share with her what I saw outside and tell her that he saw the Tokyo Tower!
When the two of them were flipping through travel magazines in the library, Kong Youling was reading very attentively with her eyes shining brightly.
Ji Minghuan wrote that when we leave the orphanage, we will travel around the world together and visit there. But he went to see the Tokyo Tower first, breaking his promise to her.
He also wanted to tell her… It’s a rare feeling to have a family, even if it’s just a fake family that will be exposed sooner or later, but it’s actually quite interesting… Having a brother who takes care of you in every possible way, and a sister who can’t express but cares about you;
Of course, there is also a hateful father, a dead father, a stinky father, a rotten father, who will put a villain in the room to curse him tomorrow - in order to avoid being exposed, he will specially put a ghost clock version of the villain, so that he can only hold back and not speak!
But no matter whether it was interesting or bad, these things could not be told to her. Thinking of this, Ji Minghuan lowered his eyes and stared at the silver-white floor silently for a while... The person he wanted to share with was right next to him, but he could only keep the words in his heart. For a child, this was the saddest thing in the world.
But then he thought: After leaving this laboratory, he could tell her all the experiences he had during this period, and share with her everything he wanted to share, without leaving anything out.
Kong Youling tilted her head and stared at his silent profile motionlessly, as if she didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, she suddenly reached out and touched his forehead from behind.
Ji Minghuan was stunned for a moment when he felt a warm and cool touch on his forehead, then turned to look at Kong Youling.
"Are you sick?" Kong Youling wrote word by word and held up the notebook.
Ji Minghuan shook his head: "Although it's boring to be unable to do anything here, it's good to see you."
The white-haired girl thought blankly for a while, then raised her head, her light white hair swaying slightly.
“Me too…” She didn’t write anything but said silently, “Those cartoons are only fun when I watch them with you.”
Just then, a loud noise caught the attention of the two men, and they turned their heads at the same time.
The metal door at the entrance suddenly opened, and then a young man in a black hospital gown came into view. He stood at the door, head down, eyes numb and cold.
(End of this chapter)
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