Chapter 56
When the boy said this, the little white deer was also stunned.
He also became a little confused and stammered, "It was... it was this morning in the activity room, you fainted from the cold..."
"Ah? So it was you who went berserk?" The little wolf cub was shocked. "I thought it was just the bad weather again!"
Then, he looked at Number Seven with even greater shock and said, "Wow, you're so different from us when you're berserk! You don't move at all! So I feel cold, are you releasing cold air?"
The little white deer nodded.
Seeing the little wolf cub's shocked expression, he pursed his lips and finally asked the question in his heart, "So why did you hug me then? Weren't you still laughing at me at that time?"
If Number Eight hadn't laughed at him for crying out loud, he wouldn't have lost control of his emotions, nor would his bloodline power have erupted, and he wouldn't have even nearly stabbed him with an ice spike...
Although it was the first time to use it, the little white deer knew very well that if the ice spike pierced into the flesh, the blood would be quickly frozen, and it would be... difficult to rescue it.
So, he almost killed Number Eight.
But since Number Eight was holding him, he was frozen to death, which was almost the same...
However, the little white deer knew clearly the difference between the two, so he couldn't understand why Number Eight, who was laughing at and bullying him the moment before, reached out to him and gave him warmth and protection the next moment.
The little white deer prides himself on being extremely smart, but he still can't keep up with Number Eight's thinking.
Then, he saw the little wolf scratch his head, as if trying hard to recall, and then asked in confusion: "When did I laugh at you? Haven't you always been laughing at me?"
Little White Deer didn't expect him to be so naughty. He puffed up his cheeks and said, "You laughed at me and made me cry!"
"How could I laugh at you for crying?" The little wolf cub felt so wronged. "I was obviously trying to comfort you. Even though I play the flute better than you, you don't have to cry!"
Number Seven was dumbfounded.
Is Big Stupid Wolf just trying to quibble? How can you comfort someone like that? This is just a mockery!
The little wolf cub also felt wronged. He mumbled as if he was trying to defend himself, but also as if he was complaining, "I didn't even call you stupid, so how come you're mocking me? You call me stupid every day, always targeting me, and even calling me a big stupid wolf! It's obviously you who's mocking me!"
The little white deer opened his mouth slightly. He wanted to say, "You are stupid, and I did nothing wrong." However, seeing the grievance and sadness on the boy's face, he couldn't say the words.
before……
In order to fit in and make himself stronger so as not to be bullied, he often targets No. 8 - after all, he has never seen No. 1, No. 2 and No. 6 are allies, and he cannot beat No. 4. If he provokes No. 5, he will provoke No. 4. Then, isn't that only No. 8 left?
Just like he felt that Number Two and Number Six weren't very smart either, but as allies, he wouldn't use this to attack them.
He actually knew that the little wolf cub didn't like to hear others say he was stupid, but they were enemies. Of course, the more the other person didn't want to hear something, the more he had to tell it to the other person!
However, listening to the little wolf cub's complaints, No. 7 found that he had no way to justify himself.
“That…that is…”
The little white deer hesitated, but finally lowered his head and said weakly, "I'm sorry... I won't say that to you again."
After hearing the little boy's apology, Number Eight didn't know why, but the depression and resentment that had accumulated in his heart in the past suddenly dissipated a lot.
He even felt that even if the little white deer didn't compensate him, just this apology alone would make him forgive his previous ridicule.
It turns out that apologizing is so useful!
The little wolf cub was shocked, and some of his deep-rooted ideas seemed to begin to waver.
As for Little White Deer, after apologizing to Number Eight for his past mistakes, he became even more curious.
"Then you must have hated me before? Why did you protect me when I was in danger?" The little white deer looked at No. 8 and asked in confusion.
Regardless of whether Number 8 knew that he had gone berserk, when he felt the cold, he did not leave him. Instead, he used his body to give him warmth. This is a fact that cannot be changed.
If the two people were switched and it was No. 8 who was in danger, Xiao Bailu was not sure whether he would save him. At least... when No. 8 went berserk, he would not take the initiative to approach him.
On the contrary, he would run away quickly to protect himself.
Thinking about it this way, Little White Deer became even more confused by Number 8's behavior at that time.
Faced with Little White Deer's question, Number 8 was also confused. "I thought it was the right thing to do, so I did it. Do I need a reason?"
Besides, it was so cold, so the two of them hugged each other to keep each other warm! The little wolf cub thought his move was very clever. The only surprise was that the reason it was so cold wasn't because of the weather, but because the little white deer was releasing cold air...
However, No. 8 does not regret doing so.
After all, Number Seven thanked him, which proved that his approach was effective. It was still very refreshing to hear Number Seven, who had always despised him, thank him!
Thinking of this, the little wolf cub's tail stood up high, and he looked very proud. "I really hated you before, but after you praised my flute playing, I don't think you are so annoying anymore!"
The little white deer blinked his eyes. Is it that simple?
He looked at the young man who was standing behind Number Eight, leaning against the door frame, looking lazy and as if he would fall asleep at any moment.
It turns out that the breeder’s advice really works!
As long as he praised Number Eight, he would not only stop bullying him, but also protect him? Little White Deer also felt that his previous ideas had been refreshed.
Could it be that he was wrong before? Why did this happen?
At this time, the little wolf cub spoke again.
"Of course..." He glanced at the little white deer and emphasized, "This doesn't mean that I like you, don't get me wrong."
The little white deer was speechless, but after thinking about it, he nodded.
He doesn't need No. 8's love. As long as the little wolf cub doesn't bully him in the future, it will be fine. One less enemy means more safety for him.
Seeing the little white deer nod so readily, the little wolf cub became a little unhappy.
He pursed his lips and snorted softly.
The little white deer could sense the emotional changes in Number Eight, but even though their relationship had improved a little, they were still not allies. So, there was no need for him to care about the little wolf's emotions...right?
Now that the flute has been returned and everything has been discussed, the little white deer looked at No. 8 and then at the breeder.
Having successfully resolved a worry, he could finally sleep peacefully. Thinking of this, the little white deer couldn't help but yawn, so... could they leave now?
The little wolf cub naturally didn't understand the look in Number Seven's eyes.
He felt more and more unhappy, but he couldn't tell why. Then he lowered his head and caught a glimpse of the bamboo flute in his hand, and a brilliant idea suddenly came to his mind.
"Do you want to learn this?" He waved the flute in his hand, "I can teach you!"
When Number Eight said this, even Su Ci, who couldn't help but feel sleepy, looked at him in surprise.
The little white deer suddenly became energetic.
"Learn...what to learn?" Number Seven looked at the flute in the little wolf cub's hand, not daring to believe his ears.
Then, a voice as vibrant as the warm sun spoke cheerfully, "Hey, of course I want to learn to play the flute! Didn't you say I'm good at it? I can teach you!"
Play...play the flute?
Number 8 wants to teach him to play the flute!
"Really?"
He thought he might have misheard. This big, stupid wolf... No, how could Number Eight be so kind as to offer to teach him how to play the flute? But...
Playing the flute! This is what he dreams of learning!
The flute has a very special meaning to Little White Deer. He doesn't know who the person who plays the flute in his memory is, but he is...
He really wanted to play the tune that person had played for him.
He still remembered the general melody. As long as he learned to play the flute, he should be able to play it, right? Then... would he recall more memories of that person?
"Number Eight, are you really going to teach me how to play the flute?"
For the first time, the little white deer took the initiative to approach the big bad wolf and even stretched out his little hand to grab the hem of his clothes.
The little boy, who was already very cute, now retracted the spikes on his body, tilted his head back, and looked at Number Eight with eager anticipation.
When No. 8 saw such a cute little white deer for the first time, he was stunned.
It was clearly he who brought it up on his own initiative, but when faced with Little White Deer's question, he began to stutter when he spoke again.
"Yes... yes! If you... you want to learn, I can teach you! Number Three is also learning with me, you can join us and play with us!"
Seeing that he was serious, the little white deer's eyes brightened even more, and he said hurriedly, "I'll join in! Please teach me how to play the flute!"
Being stared at by such a pair of cute little deer eyes, the big tail behind No. 8 stood up again, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared in an instant.
Number 8 suddenly felt that it wouldn’t be bad to have a friend like Little White Deer.
He's pretty cute when he's not calling himself a big stupid wolf!
Suddenly thinking of something, No. 8 turned his head to look at the breeder behind him. The breeder was also looking at him. When their eyes met, the breeder raised his eyebrows slightly.
The smug look on the little wolf cub's face suddenly disappeared, and he became a little guilty.
How could he have forgotten that he hadn't really learned to play the flute yet! And the real teacher was standing behind him.
The young man looked at the excited and joyful little white deer and opened his mouth slightly. He was too embarrassed to tell the breeder that this was a deal between him and the breeder. He hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said to the little white deer, "Number Seven, wait a minute!"
After saying this, he pulled the keeper into the corridor under the puzzled gaze of the little white deer.
The metal door closed automatically because there was no Su Ci blocking it. After making sure that the door was closed, the little wolf cub looked up at Su Ci.
Su Ci folded his arms and looked at him leisurely.
"Su Ci..."
The little wolf cub paused, then changed his tone, his voice now soft and docile. "Keeper Su, you see how much Number Seven wants to learn to play the flute, why don't you teach him too?"
Seeing that Su Ci didn't react, the little wolf cub pulled his sleeve again and moved closer to him, just like an ordinary child, acting coquettishly and cutely with a close elder.
"Please, can you teach him together?"
The little wolf cub felt that as long as the person he was facing was the keeper, he could ask for help without any hesitation, as if he subconsciously felt that he would not be harmed by the keeper.
But it seems that being coquettish doesn't always work.
Keeper Su didn't react in any particular way, but simply said, "If I remember correctly, I taught you to play the flute as a deal."
The big tail that was raised behind the little wolf cub suddenly dropped down, and he muttered "stingy guy", but soon he cheered up again.
"Then let's continue the deal! I'll touch your ears, and then you teach Number Seven how to play the flute!"
The little wolf cub, who had not only had his ears touched but also his tail touched, no longer had any resistance to this matter. Being touched once is still a touch, and being touched twice is still a touch.
As long as the breeder can teach No. 7 to play the flute and maintain his image in front of No. 7, what does it matter if he touches him a few more times?
Su Ci hugged his arms and watched the little wolf cub shaking its furry ears and moving its head towards him. Although he felt a little itchy, he still resisted the urge to touch it.
"If you want to continue the transaction, you can, but you have to touch the tail."
The little wolf cub who had been pushing his head towards Su Ci paused when he heard this. He raised his head and said with a pout, "We agreed before, two potato chips for each tail pat."
You can touch the tail, but that comes at a different price!
Keeper Su did not respond, but just looked at him lazily and leisurely.
The wolf cub's momentum suddenly weakened.
He thought of the delicious potato chips and began to struggle. He tried hard to say, "Then...then how about you touch the tail twice? I want to eat potato chips..."
Potato chips are so delicious that once you try them, you’ll want to eat them every day!
Touch the deer's tail twice, once to help the little white deer, and exchange it for two potato chips each time. It's quite a deal!
In fact, in addition to potato chips, the little wolf cub has many snacks he wants to eat. Now that he knows that No. 7 can release cold air, he thought of making popsicles -
Just add a little sugar to water, melt it and freeze it into ice, and you will get a very delicious popsicle. No one would not like to eat popsicles!
But for now, let’s get the potato chips first.
Looking at the little wolf cub wagging its tail vigorously, Su Ci finally agreed to the deal.
To be honest, he didn't expect that this wolf cub could do so much for the little white deer. Although he looks stupid, with this kind of mentality, the little wolf cub will never have trouble making friends in the future.
White deer are very spiritual creatures. The current No. 7 has excellent talent, but his character has actually gone astray, and this cannot be corrected in just a few words.
More contact with little wolf cubs like this may help him get back on the right path.
The little wolf cub's mind was much simpler. When he saw Su Ci agreed, he cheered, then skillfully turned his back and extended his big furry tail in front of Su Ci.
"Hurry up and touch it, number seven is still waiting for us!"
Meanwhile, downstairs in room 402.
Number Two, who had also finished his lunch, was releasing his mental power. Although he didn't know what this ability was specifically called, he believed that with more practice, it would definitely not be wrong.
After releasing his mental power, he unexpectedly discovered that his observation range today seemed to be larger than yesterday. He didn't know if it was because a small part of the blood power in his body had been tamed.
Soon, he suppressed his joy and began to observe the movements outside.
Number Two didn't give up his escape plan. He tried hard to extend his mental power, and then...
He then saw the scene upstairs.
Number Seven lived in Room 502, right above him. The wolf cub and the keeper standing outside Room Seven's door were...
He "saw" me again!
"Looking" at the little wolf cub, who once again extended his big furry tail to the keeper and allowed the keeper to stroke its fur, Number Two's expression changed from indescribable to gradually becoming numb.
This is really shameless, but...
Since he could tolerate being held by the wolf cub all morning, what was the big deal about the keeper touching his tail?
Look at Number Eight. It's clearly not his activity time, but he was allowed to go out freely for two consecutive days after the keeper touched his tail! This really touched Number Two's heart.
He wants to go out too!
Number Two clenched his fists.
If you can go out, who would want to be locked in a closed room all the time, with people watching everything you do, and no freedom or secrets at all?
Apart from the mysterious number one, he is the cub with the highest number.
He was sent to a brooding center at the age of four and has lived there for nearly seven years. He is fed up with this kind of life!
When he was a child and still ignorant, he was already dissatisfied with the arrangements made by the adults for him, but it was useless. The more he resisted, the stricter the supervision he received.
Number Two didn't know when this kind of life would end, and as he grew older and entered puberty, he found it increasingly unbearable to live in such pain.
Therefore, even though the bloodline power now shows signs of being tamed, No. 2 has not changed his mind about escaping from Base 24, because he wants freedom and wants to go out and take a chance, even if it costs him his life!
And now…
Isn't it just a matter of being touched on the tail? Whatever Number 8 can do, he can do too!
A look of determination appeared on the red-haired boy's face.
Now that the decision has been made, the next step is to consider how to implement it.
At this time, he also felt that the exploration of his mental power had reached its limit, so he withdrew his mental power from observing the outside world and began to think about how to reach a deal with the breeder without attracting attention.
The little wolf cub, who was once again socially dead, knew nothing about this. Although Su Ci knew that the little tiger was peeking again, he really couldn't guess what the boy was thinking.
After rubbing the wolf cub's tail twice, Su Ci withdrew his hand contentedly, and then gave the child three potato chips just like yesterday.
The little wolf cub was so happy. They had agreed to give him two chips, but the keeper always gave him an extra one. The keeper was so nice! He loved the keeper so much!
"Then we have a deal. You will teach Number Seven to play the flute." The little wolf cub said happily while holding potato chips and wagging his tail.
Su Ci nodded and opened the door of Room 7 again.
After they went out, Number Seven stood by the door waiting. The little wolf suddenly pulled the breeder out and asked him to wait, which made him feel a little uneasy.
Fortunately, after a while, the door of his room opened again.
Unlike the first time when he came in, when he was peeking around and hesitating, the little wolf cub jumped in almost the moment the metal door opened.
“Dangdangdangdang!”
The young boy raised his two hands, played a grand entrance music for himself, and showed the potato chips in his hand to the little white deer with a proud look on his face.
The little white deer looked at the two potato chips and swallowed subconsciously.
However, his gaze quickly turned back to the wolf cub's face. The boy's smile was full of vitality, as bright as the sun, making people feel good when they saw it.
Little White Deer couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't noticed before that Number Eight's laugh was so contagious?
Seeing the child in a daze, the boy was obviously very satisfied with the effect. He put the potato chips in his right hand under the nose of the little white deer, and then quickly took it back.
"Does it smell good?" The little wolf cub chuckled, "Do you know what this is?"
Looking at the boy's expression that said, "Ask me quickly, ask me, you definitely don't know what this is," Little White Deer almost blurted out the question. However, thinking about how Number Eight had just said he wanted to teach him to play the flute, he hesitated for a moment and held back.
"What is this?" He ignored the breeder's leisurely gaze and asked in cooperation.
Seeing that Number Seven really didn't know, the little wolf cub couldn't help but laugh, shaking his big tail proudly, and then very seriously explained: "These are potato chips!"
The little white deer looked at the boy's smug face and couldn't help feeling a little regretful. However, the next moment, the little wolf cub stuffed a piece of potato chips into his hand.
As the child stared blankly, the wolf cub said happily, "Here, this is for you! You've definitely never tasted anything this delicious. Even number three loves potato chips!"
Little White Deer certainly knew how delicious the potato chips were. If it were him, he would never share them with anyone.
Therefore, he was even more surprised.
"You...you really want to give me the potato chips?" He looked at Number Eight in disbelief.
"Yes! Eat quickly, and then we'll go find Number Three to play the flute." The little wolf cub waved his hand and said very cheerfully.
As for Su Ci, while the two children were talking, he had already started eating the bag of potato chips.
Looking at the wolf cub and the breeder, then looking at the potato chips in his hand, the little white deer felt his nose a little sour for some reason, but this sour feeling did not make him feel uncomfortable.
He took a bite of the potato chips. They were fragrant and crispy, and tasted the same as the one he had eaten last night, but he felt that they were even better than that one.
"Number seven!"
At this time, the little wolf cub called him.
The little white deer thought for a moment and said, "My name isn't Number Seven. Before I came to the orphanage, the adults at the orphanage all called me Yo Yo."
He looked at the boy. It was the first time he told someone his name. The little white deer seemed a little shy. "You can call me that, too."
The little wolf cub was slightly stunned, "Yo yo?"
"Yeah!" The little white deer nodded, then looked at the wolf cub curiously, "What about you? What was your name before?"
Number 8 has only been at the nursery for less than a year, so he must have had a name before he came.
However, facing the little white deer's question, the boy's green eyes rolled around, but he stammered and couldn't say a word for a long time.
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