"Where are you going?" the young man asked immediately. He was reluctant to admit it in his heart, but he was still somewhat worried that the person in front of him would never come back.
"Aren't you hungry?" Tao Wenwen replied from the doorway, "I'll get you something to eat."
The young man hadn't eaten for two days. After hearing her reminder, he realized that he was so hungry that his chest was sticking to his back, and his stomach immediately started to sing the empty city plan.
The injured person cannot eat too much or eat anything randomly for the time being. Tao Wenwen filled a bowl of porridge and quickly returned to the utility room.
The young man couldn't see, and he looked very pitiful as he held the bowl and spoon.
Tao Wenwen leaned against the pillar beside her with her arms folded over her chest, watching the young man eat. Thinking of the "seat" he mentioned, she reluctantly took the spoon and fed him mouthful by mouthful.
"When did you get poisoned?" she asked.
The young man swallowed a mouthful of porridge and shook his head, "I don't know."
Tao Wenwen said, "People who are poisoned by this will experience insomnia, visual impairment, inexplicable headaches, as if their heads are about to explode, and sudden fainting. Think about when these symptoms began to appear on you. Using this data, we can roughly calculate the time of your poisoning."
The young man fell into deep thought, as if her words evoked painful memories of the past. That pain had penetrated deep into his bones, and the moment he remembered it, the pain swept through his body again.
The pain was like cutting flesh and being tortured.
The young man's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and his handsome face, which was already pale due to the injury, became even paler.
Just when Tao Wenwen thought he would stop talking, the young man moved his lips and said in a deep voice, "Five years old."
Tao Wenwen clicked his tongue in surprise.
He was tortured at the age of five, but the key point is that he did not die when he was so weak.
What a tough life!
"When I was five, I received a cup of poisoned milk. It was the last paternal love that man gave me."
After this sentence, the young man seemed to open up and talk more about his past.
"Not long after, I suddenly fainted. Even though my mother rushed me to the hospital as quickly as possible, the doctor still issued a critical illness notice on the spot."
"My mother tried every possible way and spent all her money to bring me back from the brink of death."
"Although I'm alive, I have to endure splitting headaches every day. The pain makes me writhe on the ground, and it hurts like insects are eating away at my bones."
“It wasn’t until I got older that the pain subsided.”
"But you're right. I'm starting to have vision problems, and my vision is getting blurrier as I get older."
"I can't sleep every day. Sleeping pills are of no use to me."
When the young man said this, he laughed at himself and turned his invisible eyes to Tao Wenwen.
Even if she couldn't see anything, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes always carried a deep light, and when they looked at people, it was as if she was staring at them, making them impossible to ignore.
Tao Wenwen understood.
The "I don't know" he blurted out just now was not because he really didn't know, but he just didn't want to tell these embarrassing things to outsiders.
"The world is so big, and of course there are all kinds of people in it."
"It's not surprising that a father wants to poison his own son."
"In this world, there are fathers who want to put their daughters in the operating room for dissection, grandfathers who feed their granddaughters poison from childhood, and mothers who want to remove their daughters' brains for experiments every day."
"You are not the worst person in the world."
When Tao Wenwen said this, he let out a barely perceptible sigh.
After this breath, she laughed heartlessly again, "So, young people, you must learn how to be happy with yourself."
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