Chapter 34

Hearing Su Ci's question, No. 3's little hands holding the metal ball tightened, and even his two little feet wearing cub shoes shrank back slightly.

He looked like he wanted to run away at any time.

But in the end, he didn't run away.

The child raised his head, and his round eyes, as blue as the clear sky, were still out of focus and dim, embedded in his handsome and cute little face, making people feel pity.

No. 3 slowly turned to the direction of the sound, and then nodded very slowly.

"I want..."

The little baby voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, like glutinous rice balls just out of the pot, soft and sticky, rolling in the white icing, sweet and refreshing.

Su Ci was a little surprised, and the young boy next to him had already widened his eyes.

He originally wanted to reprimand No. 3 for his imitative behavior, but after hearing No. 3's voice, he had already forgotten what he wanted to say.

"So you can talk!"

The young boy circled around No. 3, circling around him, standing up, squatting like a puppy, and looking at him as if he had discovered a new continent.

"I've been in the nursery for so long, and I've never heard you talk! I thought you couldn't speak!"

The young boy said excitedly, the big tail behind him wagging, and the small tuft of hair on the top of his head fluttered in surprise and trembled slightly.

There are so many cubs in the brooding center, and No. 8 has the best relationship with No. 4 and No. 5. Although he sometimes makes No. 5 cry and No. 4 will beat him, he still likes to play with this pair of siblings.

Then, he likes to fight with No. 6 and No. 7 on a daily basis, especially No. 6. They have been at odds since the first day he arrived at the brooding center.

As for No. 2, the oldest cub... he has the worst temper among the cubs.

In addition, he is now much stronger than he was a year ago, and he has been breathing fire all day recently. If No. 4 is not with him, No. 8 doesn't want to mess with him.

The most mysterious one is No. 1, who No. 8 has never seen.

And No. 3 can be said to be the one with the least presence among all the cubs.

Although he is very handsome, and seems to be more handsome than No.5, he is blind and does not talk, just like a transparent person. When there is a fight, no one will call him.

No.8 heard from the adults in the maintenance team that No.3 seems to have autism, and his eyes are congenital, and even the most advanced medical cabin cannot cure it.

His eyes will probably be like this for the rest of his life.

No.8 does not know what autism means, maybe it is an incurable disease? He did not have any ill feelings towards No.3, and after knowing this, he felt even more pitiful for him.

Imagine letting him stay in a dark world every day, he will definitely go crazy.

In fact, he may not be able to stay there for even an hour, no, not even ten minutes, let alone repeating such a life every day.

However, it is also possible that No. 3 has never seen the light, so he is used to the darkness.

Even so, No. 8 still sympathizes with this little kid. Apart from the hateful No. 6, that stinky monkey, no one has the heart to bully No. 3.

No. 8 was not very happy when he thought of No. 6, his "old enemy", and even his big tail stopped wagging. But when his eyes touched No. 3, he immediately showed a friendly smile.

Although, No. 3 could not see his smile.

"No. 3, your voice is so cute!"

No. 8 huddled beside the child, half-squatting to keep eye level with the child, looking at him, and talking to him cheerfully and happily.

"Do you want to learn the flute too? Let's learn together!"

Su Ci listened to them with interest.

Of course, it was mainly No. 8 who was outputting unilaterally.

He thought, has this little wolf forgotten that they only have one flute? If he gives it to No. 3, he won't be able to use it himself.

And No. 8 obviously didn't realize that there were not enough flutes. He was still chattering with No. 3, looking very familiar.

And under his enthusiasm, No. 3...he tightened his fingers around the metal ball.

Although there was no expression on the child's face and his eyes didn't change much, Su Ci could feel that the child was on the verge of running away at any time.

If his tail was exposed, he would probably be furious now, right? Who knows if this child has a tail.

Su Ci watched their interaction and found it very interesting.

No. 3 probably really wanted to learn, otherwise, facing such an enthusiastic and talkative No. 8, he would not have insisted on staying here.

Moreover, the child's lifeless blue eyes were always facing him. Although blind, he could accurately judge his position. Sure enough, none of the cubs who could be taken into the nursery were simple.

Teaching one is teaching, teaching two is also teaching. Su Ci does not mind finding two more disciples for the Yin Sect.

What's more, most of the methods of the Yin Sect can cultivate the body and improve the practitioner's control over himself. Learning more will also be of great benefit to suppressing and dissolving the blood power in the bodies of the two cubs.

If they learn something, it should help them reduce the chance of going berserk and maintain a stable state. In this way, tragedies like 4583 can be avoided to a great extent.

"Okay, I accept your deal." Su Ci said, pressing his palm on No. 3's head and gently pinching his fluffy ears with his fingertips.

The ears were small and fluffy, and so soft that they seemed like they would break if you put too much force on them. They felt so good to the touch.

Although it was a pity that he couldn't touch No. 8's big tail, Su Ci felt that if he really asked to touch the tail, the little No. 3 would probably be scared away immediately.

After he gently pinched her ear, the child immediately hugged the metal ball in his arms. Two blushes appeared on her fair face, and her lifeless eyes seemed to become watery because of holding her breath, making her look more like a delicate and lovely little girl.

Seeing how hard he was holding back, Su Ci kindly let go of his hand. The kid showed an expression of relief, but his stiff body did not relax for a long time.

For No. 3, having his ears touched was probably a big sacrifice.

But No. 8 next to him was completely different. When he heard Su Ci speak, his attention was instantly drawn back.

He immediately forgot about No. 3 and came to Su Ci again, grinning happily, his eyes narrowed into two crescents.

This was also the first time that No. 8 had smiled so happily since he came to the nursery.

"Deal! It's settled!" He cheered, "Great, I can learn to play the flute!"

Su Ci looked at the child's lively and active appearance, jumping up and down, and couldn't help but start to doubt, can this little wolf cub really learn it successfully?

The old man of the Yin Sect often said that talent and hard work are indispensable for the human race to practice music, so every time he saw Su Ci, he would reveal a look of envy and regret.

Su Ci is good at music, but he doesn't like to delve into it, he only likes to drink his peach blossom wine.

Every time the Taoist master Yin Zong laughed and scolded him for wasting his talent and being distracted by his appetite, Su Ci would turn a deaf ear to him and drink up all his peach blossom wine.

The old man didn't even think about the fact that if he hadn't made good peach blossom wine, he wouldn't have been able to appear in Yin Zong, let alone learn music from him.

Now, it's impossible for him to teach the Yin Zong's heritage to the two cubs in front of him.

The blush on No. 3's face next to him slowly faded, and his expression became dull again. It can be seen that he is also happy, but not as obvious as No. 8.

At this moment, he seemed to feel something, and slowly restrained his expression, "looked" in the direction of the keeper, and tilted his head.

This emotion... is it sadness? It seems to be more complicated than this.

However, before he could distinguish carefully, Su Ci had already gathered his thoughts and coughed lightly.

The little wolf cub, who was originally cheering, suddenly calmed down. He quickly put his head next to Su Ci's hand so that he could touch his ears.

To be honest, the little wolf cub's ears are thicker and larger. They feel silky and soft, and there is no need to worry about them breaking if you use too much force. You can rub them without restraint. From the experience, the little wolf cub's ears are better to touch.

Su Ci couldn't let go of it, especially as time went by. The little wolf cub's cheeks and neck turned red, and the expression on his face was shy and angry, but he had to tell himself to endure it. It was particularly interesting to watch.

"Are you done?"

Finally, the little wolf couldn't stand it anymore and glared at Su Ci with a face full of shame. However, when he met Su Ci's lazy eyes, his arrogance immediately subsided.

The young boy's tone softened again, "I... I mean, you've been touching for a long time, and you only touched No. 3 once..."

The next sentence was a small murmur, obviously very dissatisfied with this different treatment, and then he continued, "Now you should start teaching us, right?"

Su Ci didn't tease him anymore, and nodded.

No. 8 was delighted, and quickly pulled No. 3 to sit in front of Su Ci, then tilted his head back and listened to Su Ci's lecture together.

However, Su Ci did not start teaching immediately.

He looked at No. 8, then No. 3's eyes, pondered for a moment, and said to the little wolf cub: "I will teach you the basic knowledge first, and then you can teach No. 3."

The child is blind, so it takes more patience and time for him to learn. Su Ci is busy with other things now, so he doesn't have time to teach them bit by bit.

So, if there is free labor, why not use it?

Suddenly assigned a task, the young boy opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after glancing at the quiet and cute No. 3, he closed his mouth and agreed reluctantly.

"Yes, but...but I have conditions!" No. 8 said.

"What conditions?" Su Ci asked.

"I... I want to touch No. 3's ears too!"

No. 8 felt that if he taught No. 3 without any benefit, it would be a great loss. The reason why Su Ci was willing to teach him was because he paid the price of touching his ears.

And he was touched for so long! No. 3 just once!

However, No. 3 was already so pitiful, it was not easy to really ask him for anything, so the condition of touching his ears was just right!

"..."

Su Ci was silent for a while, looked at No. 3 who was holding the metal ball tightly again, thought for a while and said: "Don't you have one yourself?"

The young boy dodged his eyes, and finally pouted, saying rudely: "Anyway, if you want me to teach him, he has to let me touch his ears!"

Although he also has ears, No. 3's ears are different from his. They are small and soft. Just looking at them makes me want to touch them.

Because of No. 8's insistence, Su Ci had no choice but to ask No. 3, "What do you think?"

No. 3, who was a little slow in his movements, shook his head very quickly this time and said softly in a baby voice, "No... don't..."

Su Ci looked at No. 8 and shrugged.

The expression on No. 8's face suddenly collapsed, and a trace of hurt appeared in his green eyes, but he quickly covered it up. He muttered angrily, "If you don't want it, then don't want it. Who cares!" He

turned his face away after that, and then he still felt that it was not enough, so he moved to the side. The two cubs, who were originally close together, suddenly had a fist-sized gap in the middle.

Then, No. 8 secretly glanced at No. 3.

When he found that the child still had no reaction and even looked a little relieved, he puffed up his cheeks, snorted heavily, and moved further to the side.

Now, the distance between the two was an arm's length.

Hearing the hum of No. 8, No. 3 finally responded a little. He tilted his head slightly, then raised his head to face Su Ci, waiting for him to lecture.

No. 8: "..."

He didn't want to pay attention to him anymore!

Seeing the stunned look of No. 8, Su Ci wanted to laugh, but he held it back. He sat up straight, picked up the flute in his hand, and began to explain the instrument to the two little ones.

The young man's voice was gentle and clear, as if it had a special charm. When he started to speak, even the snorting No. 8 calmed down and listened carefully.

"The song I just played is called "Shepherd Boy."

"What is a shepherd boy?"

"In ancient times, children of your age had to go to herd, and they liked to play similar little songs..."

"What is herding?"

From time to time, the sound of questions and answers rang out in the activity room of the nursery. This seemed to be the first time since the nursery was built that such a peaceful and tranquil scene had appeared.

When 4586 came back after sending No. 7 back and saw this scene, he even slowed down his movements unconsciously.

The nanny robot stopped at the door of the activity room.

Its electronic eyes turned gently, and it recorded this heartwarming teaching scene in the activity room without missing a second, and stored it in its memory chip.

Its chip was slightly hot.

Except for Su Ci, the other two cubs did not notice its arrival. They had long been attracted by what the keeper said and had no intention of paying attention to anything else.

They are actually at an age full of curiosity and thirst for knowledge about the outside world, especially No. 8 who is almost nine years old.

It’s not that the little wolf cub doesn’t like to learn, but he doesn’t have the conditions, and no one tells him about the things he is interested in.

He listened to the breeder's description and imagined that in that beautiful "ancient times", he rode a big yellow cow, played a shepherd's flute, and walked slowly in the mountains full of trees and green grass. That feeling was extremely comfortable!

Number 8 listened with longing, as if he really saw such a scene. Even Number 3, who was standing next to him, showed a look of surprise and obsession on his cute little face.

Because the two cubs seemed to have a quarrel - of course, it should be Number 8 who quarreled with Number 3 unilaterally, so Su Ci could only think of another way to try to let Number 3 and Number 8 have the same learning experience.

He has already mastered the use of rhythm, and the words he said casually contain the adjustment of sound.

As he controlled the two cubs who listened attentively, they unknowingly entered the illusion and saw the world he presented to them.

It was just a very ordinary scene in his long years, but it was so shocking to the two children.

Especially, for No. 3 who had never really seen this world.

His world was not as dark as No. 8 thought, but it was also blurry and without any color.

No. 3 knew at a very young age that he did not rely on his eyes to observe the world. The visual information he received from the outside world came from his mental power.

As he grew older, he could perceive more and more things, and he would not trip and fall when walking like he did when he was a child.

He could avoid obstacles on the road very well, he could hold the spoon to eat by himself, and he could accurately pick up his metal ball when it fell.

However, No. 3 knew that those were not the true appearance of things.

But today, he really "saw" it.

Such a beautiful and colorful world that he had never seen before -

the blue sky with snow-white clouds floating in it, the clear stream with green grass at the bottom, the tall trees with emerald green leaves, and the pink and white flowers on the trees...

It turned out that the real world was like this.

He didn't know the specific names of those colors, but he knew what they looked like.

He wanted to remember this scene in front of him forever.

No. 3, who had a strong mental power, knew clearly that this scene in front of him was an illusion, an ability exerted by the keeper, but he was willing to indulge in it and didn't want to wake up.

He seemed to really smell the fragrance of flowers.

In the rich fragrance, the shepherd boy riding on the back of a yellow cow passed by the stone bridge over the stream leisurely. He held a shepherd's flute in his hand and played a cheerful tune with his fingertips.

It turned out that this is how the flute is played.

When the keeper was playing, No. 3 used his mental power to observe him, but the picture he got was a mess, so he didn't know how to play the flute specifically.

In fact, when the keeper came to the brooding house on the first day, he noticed that if he could barely see the outlines of other people, then he couldn't see anything clearly about this keeper.

In his perspective, the new keeper was a ball of mist, a ball of mist that could walk and steal his dinner.

Although number three was puzzled, he was not ready to explore. He just wanted to stay alone and quietly, and had no interest in the keeper's secrets.

However, today was different.

When the keeper played the flute, he truly saw the light and saw scenes that he had never seen in his short life.

So, when the keeper agreed to teach number eight to play the flute, he mustered up the courage to step towards the crowd for the first time and took the initiative to talk.

He really wanted to see that kind of world again... and now, he saw it again.

In addition to the beautiful scenery, he also saw a person, a child.

So, is this what people look like? Does he look like this? Does number eight look like this? Does the keeper... look like this too?

Number Three looked at the shepherd boy in a daze, as if he had truly seen the free, healthy, and joyful soul through the long river of time.

He thought that the shepherd boy was really good-looking.

Everything in the illusion was so beautiful... He could never see enough...

When Number Three was in a daze, the shepherd boy playing the flute seemed to see him. When the yellow cattle walked down the stone bridge, he put down the flute, turned his head, smiled warmly and waved at him...

Number Three hugged the metal ball in his arms helplessly, and his back became stiff.

Then, in the blink of an eye, before he could respond to the little brother, all the beautiful and gorgeous scenes in front of him disappeared, and everything returned to the gray world.

No!

Don't disappear!

For the first time in his life, No. 3 had such strong emotions. He raised his little hand eagerly, trying to grab something.

But it was an illusion just now. How could he possibly grab something?

When his little hand grabbed nothing, No. 3 blinked his eyes, realizing the fact. His eyelashes drooped, and he was about to retract his hand, unable to hide his disappointment.

Then, a big hand grabbed him and wrapped his fist in its palm

. The soft and warm hand belonging to the keeper stretched out from the mist and gently grabbed his hand.

Then, No. 3 heard the keeper's chuckle, and he said, "Okay, now you know what a shepherd boy is. Let's continue."

The sadness in No. 3's heart was suddenly smoothed out.

He thought that even though this strange keeper would steal his dinner, if he could see such a beautiful world again, he wouldn't mind giving him all his dinner.

Does the little shepherd boy in the illusion really exist? Is there anyone else besides him?

No. 3 has never had such a strong curiosity and interest in the outside world.

After the keeper let go of his hand, he hugged the metal ball again, then tilted his head back to look at the mist, and listened carefully again.

No. 8 next to him did not have such a complicated psychological process as No. 3. He did not even realize that everything just now was an illusion, and thought it was his own imagination.

"Go on! I want to listen!"

The young boy shouted happily. He was indeed quite similar to the carefree little shepherd boy in Su Ci's memory.