Chapter 56
The little white deer was also stunned when the boy said this.
He was also a little confused and stammered, "It was... it was in the activity room this morning, you were frozen and passed out..."
"Ah? So it was you who went berserk at that time?" The little wolf was shocked, "I thought the weather was bad again!"
Then, he looked at No. 7 in even greater shock and said, "Wow, you are so different from us when you go berserk! You don't move at all! So I feel cold, are you releasing the cold air?"
The little white deer nodded.
Seeing the wolf cub's shocked expression, he pursed his lips and finally asked the question in his heart, "So why did you hug me at that time? Weren't you still laughing at me at that time?"
If it wasn't because No. 8 laughed at him for crying, he wouldn't have lost control of his emotions, nor would his blood power have rioted, and he almost stabbed him with the 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 save it.
So, he almost killed No. 8.
However, No. 8 hugged him, so he was frozen to death, and it was almost over...
However, the little white deer knew the difference between the two, so he couldn't understand why No. 8, who was laughing at bullying him the moment before, reached out to him and gave him warmth and protection the next moment.
The little white deer boasted that he was smart, but he still couldn't keep up with No. 8's thinking.
Then, he saw the little wolf scratched his head, seemed to try hard to recall, and then said in confusion: "When did I laugh at you? Isn't it always you who laugh at me?"
The little white deer didn't expect him to be a liar, and puffed up his cheeks and said: "You laughed at me for crying!"
"How could I laugh at you for crying?" The little wolf felt so wronged, "I was obviously comforting you, although I play the flute better than you, but you don't have to cry!"
Number 7 was dumbfounded.
Is the big stupid wolf trying to be cunning? How can you comfort people like this? This sounds like a mockery!
The little wolf cub also felt wronged. He muttered as if he was defending himself, or complaining, "I didn't say you were stupid, how come you were mocking me? You say I'm stupid every day, always targeting me, and calling me a big stupid wolf! It's obviously you who are mocking me!"
The little white deer opened his mouth slightly. He wanted to say that you are stupid, and I am not wrong. However, seeing the grievance and sadness on the boy's face, he couldn't say this.
In the past...
in order to fit in, in order to make himself stronger and not be bullied, he often targeted number eight - after all, he had never seen number one, and number two and number six were allies. He couldn't beat number four. If he provoked number five, he would be provoking number four. Wouldn't that only leave number eight?
Just like he felt that No. 2 and No. 6 were not very smart, but as allies, he would not use this to attack them.
He actually knew that the little wolf didn't like to hear others say he was stupid, but they were enemies, so of course the more the other party didn't want to hear something, the more he had to say it to the other party!
However, now listening to the little wolf's complaints, No. 7 found that he couldn't be righteous.
"That...that is..."
The little white deer hesitated, and finally lowered his head and said weakly, "I'm sorry...I won't say that to you in the future."
After hearing the little boy's apology, No. 8 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 apologies are so useful!
The little wolf was shocked, and some of his deep-rooted concepts seemed to begin to waver.
And after the little white deer apologized to No. 8 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 puzzledly. Regardless
of whether No. 8 knew that he was going berserk or not, when he felt the cold, he did not leave him, but gave him warmth with his body. This is a fact that cannot be changed.
If the two people were switched, and it was No. 8 who was in danger, the little white deer was not sure whether he would save him, at least... when No. 8 was going 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, the behavior of No. 8 at that time made the little white deer more confused.
In the face of the little white deer's question, No. 8 was also very confused, "I think I should do it that way, so I did it. Is there any need for a why?"
And it was so cold at that time, two people hugged each other to keep each other warm! The little wolf cub thought that his behavior was very smart. The only surprise was that the reason why it was so cold was not because of the weather, but because the little white deer was releasing cold air...
However, No. 8 did not regret doing so at that time.
After all, No. 7 thanked him, which proved that his approach was useful. It was still very nice to hear No. 7, who always despised him, thank him!
When he thought of this, the little wolf cub's tail stood up high, with a smug look on his face, "I really disliked you before, but after you praised me for my good flute playing, I felt that you were not so annoying anymore!"
The little white deer blinked, is it that simple?
He looked at the young man who always stood behind No. 8, leaning against the door frame, lazily, and looked like he would fall asleep at any time.
It turns out that the keeper's advice is really useful!
As long as you praise No. 8, he will not only not bully him, but also protect him instead? The little white deer also felt that his previous concepts had been refreshed.
Could it be that he really thought wrong before? Why is this happening?
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 didn't need No. 8's love, as long as the little wolf cub didn't bully him in the future. One less enemy means more safety for him.
Seeing the little white deer nod so readily, the little wolf cub was a little unhappy.
He pursed his lips and snorted slightly.
The little white deer could sense the change in No. 8's mood, but now, although their relationship has improved a little, they are not allies, so there is no need for him to take care of the little wolf's mood...right?
Now that the flute has been returned and the matter has been talked out, the little white deer looked at No. 8 and then at the keeper.
Having successfully solved a problem, he can finally sleep peacefully. Thinking of this, the little white deer couldn't help yawning, so...can they leave?
The little wolf cub naturally didn't understand the look in No. 7's eyes.
He felt more and more unhappy, and 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 raised the flute in his hand, "I can teach you!"
When No. 8 said this, even Su Ci, who couldn't help but feel sleepy, looked at him in surprise.
And the little white deer became more energetic all of a sudden.
"Learn... learn what?" No. 7 looked at the flute in the little wolf's hand and didn't dare to believe his ears.
Then, the voice that was as energetic as the warm sun spoke cheerfully: "Hey, of course it's to learn to play the flute! Didn't you say that I play well? I can teach you!"
Play... play the flute?
No. 8 wants to teach him to play the flute!
"Really?"
He thought he might have heard it wrong. This big stupid wolf... No, how could No. 8 be so good that he actually offered to teach him to play the flute? But...
play the flute! This is what he dreams of learning!
The flute has a very special meaning to the little white deer. He doesn't know who the person who played the flute in his memory is, but he just...
wants to play the song that person played for him.
He still remembers the general melody. As long as he learns to play the flute, he should be able to play it, right? Then... will he remember more about that person?
"Number Eight, are you really going to teach me 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 hold his clothes.
The little boy, who was already cute and beautiful, now retracted his spikes, tilted his little head, and looked at Number Eight with eager anticipation.
Number Eight was stunned when he saw such a soft and cute little white deer for the first time.
It was clearly his initiative to bring it up, but when he spoke again in response to Little White Deer's question, he stuttered.
"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, Little White Deer's eyes brightened even more, and he hurriedly said, "I'll join! Please teach me how to play the flute!"
Being stared at by such a pair of cute little deer eyes, the big tail behind Number Eight fluttered again, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared in an instant.
Number Eight suddenly felt that it was not bad to have a friend like Little White Deer.
He was still quite cute when he didn't scold his big stupid wolf!
Suddenly thinking of something, No. 8 turned his head to look at the keeper behind him. The keeper was also looking at him. When their eyes met, the keeper slightly raised his eyebrows.
The smugness on the wolf cub's face suddenly subsided, and he became a little guilty.
How could he have forgotten that he had not really learned to play the flute yet! And the real teacher was still standing behind him.
The boy looked at the little white deer with excitement and joy on his face, opened his mouth slightly, but was too embarrassed to say that this was a deal between him and the keeper. He hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said to the little white deer: "Number 7, wait a minute!"
After that, he pulled the keeper to the corridor under the little white deer's puzzled gaze.
The metal door closed automatically because there was no Su Ci blocking it. After making sure that the door was closed, the little wolf looked up at Su Ci.
Su Ci crossed his arms and looked at him leisurely.
"Su Ci..."
The little wolf paused and changed his words. His voice had already switched to a soft and obedient voice very skillfully. "Keeper Su, you see that No. 7 wants to learn to play the flute so much, why don't you teach him too?"
Seeing that Su Ci didn't respond, the little wolf pulled his sleeve again and moved closer to him, just like an ordinary child, acting cute and coquettish with a close elder.
"Please, can we teach him together?"
The little wolf cub felt that as long as the person he was facing was the keeper, he could easily ask for help, as if he subconsciously felt that he would not be harmed by the keeper.
However, it seems that being coquettish does not always work.
Keeper Su did not have any special reaction, but just said lightly: "If I remember correctly, I teach you to play the flute as a deal."
The big tail of the little wolf cub drooped down immediately, and he muttered a stingy guy, but soon he cheered up again.
"Then let's continue the deal! I'll touch your ears, and then you teach No. 7 to play the flute!"
The little wolf cub, who had not only been touched on the ears but also on the tail, no longer had any resistance to this matter. Touching once is still a touch, and touching twice is still a touch.
As long as the keeper can teach No. 7 to play the flute and maintain his image in front of No. 7, what does it matter if he is touched a few more times?
Su Ci crossed his arms and watched the little wolf cub shaking his furry ears and pushing his head in front of him. Although his hands were a little itchy, he still resisted.
"If you want to continue the deal, you can, but you have to touch the tail."
The little wolf cub, who had been pushing his head in front of Su Ci, couldn't help but stop when he heard this. He raised his head and pouted, "We agreed before that if you touch the tail once, you will get two potato chips."
You can touch the tail, but there is another price!
The keeper Su did not answer, but just looked at him lazily, leisurely.
The wolf cub's momentum suddenly weakened.
He thought of the delicious potato chips and began to struggle. He tried hard to fight for it: "Then...then how about you touch the tail twice? I want to eat potato chips..."
Potato chips are so delicious, after starting, I want to eat them every day!
Touching the tail twice, once for the little white deer, and each time in exchange for two potato chips, is still a good 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 the water, and when it melts and freezes into ice, it will be a very delicious popsicle. No one will dislike eating popsicles!
But now, let's get the potato chips first.
Looking at the little wolf cub shaking his tail vigorously, Su Ci finally agreed to the deal.
To be honest, he didn't expect this wolf cub to do this for the little white deer. Although he looks stupid, with this kind of heart, the little wolf cub will definitely not have trouble making friends in the future.
White deer are very spiritual creatures. Now No. 7 is extremely talented, but his heart has actually gone astray. This is not something that can be corrected with just a few words.
More contact with little wolf cubs like this may help him get back on the right track.
The little wolf cub's mind was much simpler. When he saw Su Ci agreed, he cheered, then turned around skillfully and extended his furry tail to Su Ci.
"Touch it quickly, No. 7 is still waiting for us!"
At the same time, downstairs in Room 402. No.
2, who had also finished lunch, was releasing his mental power. Although he didn't know what this ability was specifically called, he thought that practicing more would definitely be right.
After releasing his mental power, he unexpectedly found that his observation range today seemed to be a little 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 restrained his joy and began to observe the movements outside.
Number Two did not give up his escape plan. He tried hard to extend his mental power, and then...
he saw the scene upstairs.
Number Seven lived in Room 502, just above him, and the wolf cub and the keeper standing outside the door of Room Seven at this moment were...
"seen" by him again!
"Seeing" the wolf cub once again extending its big furry tail to the keeper and letting the keeper stroke its fur, Number Two's expression changed from speechless to gradually numb.
This is really shameless, but...
since he can endure being held by the wolf cub all the time in the morning, then what does it matter if the keeper touches his tail?
Look at Number Eight. It's obviously not activity time now, but the keeper touched his tail, and he can go out freely for two consecutive days! This simply hit Number Two's heart hard.
He wants to go out, too!
Number Two clenched his fists.
If he could go out, who would want to be locked up in a closed room, with people watching everything they do, and no freedom or secrets?
Apart from the mysterious Number One, he is the cub with the highest number. He
was sent to the brooding house at the age of four, and has lived here for nearly seven years. He has had enough of this kind of life!
When he was still ignorant as a child, he was already dissatisfied with the adults' arrangement for him, but it was useless. The more he resisted, the more strictly he was supervised.
Number Two didn't know when this kind of life would end, and as he grew older and entered puberty, he could no longer bear living in such pain.
Therefore, even though the blood power now shows signs of being tamed, No. 2 has not changed his mind about escaping from Base 24, because he wants freedom, wants to go out and try his luck, even if it costs him his life!
And now...
isn't it just being touched on the tail? What No. 8 can do, he can do as well!
A firm look appeared on the face of the red-haired boy.
Now that the decision has been made, the next step is to consider how to execute 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 figure out how to make a deal with the keeper without attracting attention.
The little wolf cub, who was once again socially dead, knew nothing about this, and 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 took his hand back with satisfaction, and then gave the child three potato chips just like yesterday.
The wolf cub was very happy. It was clearly agreed that it would be two potato chips, but the keeper always gave one more. The keeper was so nice! He liked the keeper very much!
"Then we have a deal. You have to teach number seven to play the flute." The wolf cub said while holding the potato chips and wagging his tail happily.
Su Ci nodded and opened the door of number seven's room again.
After they went out, number seven had been standing by the door waiting. The wolf cub suddenly pulled the keeper 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 he entered, the little wolf cub jumped in almost the moment the metal door opened.
"Dangdangdangdang!"
The young boy raised his two hands, sang a grand entrance music to himself, and proudly showed the potato chips in his hand to the little white deer.
The little white deer looked at the two potato chips and swallowed subconsciously.
However, his eyes quickly turned back to the little wolf cub's face. The boy's smile was full of vitality, as bright as the sun, making people feel good when they see it.
The little white deer couldn't help but wonder, why didn't he realize that No. 8's smile was so contagious before?
Seeing the child in a daze, the boy was obviously very satisfied with the effect. He put the potato chip in his right hand under the nose of the little white deer and quickly took it back.
"Does it smell good?" The little wolf cub laughed, "Do you know what this is?"
Seeing the boy's expression of asking me quickly, you definitely don't know what this is, the little white deer almost blurted out the answer, but thinking of No. 8 just saying that he would teach him to play the flute, he hesitated for a moment and still held back.
"What is this?" He ignored the keeper's leisurely eyes and asked in cooperation.
Seeing that No. 7 really didn't know, the little wolf cub couldn't help laughing, shaking his big tail proudly, and then very seriously popularized science: "This is potato chips!"
The little white deer looked at the boy's smug face, and couldn't help but regret it in his heart, but the next moment, a potato chip was stuffed into his hand by the little wolf cub.
Under the stunned gaze of the child, the little wolf cub said happily: "This is for you! You must have never eaten such delicious food. Let me tell you, even number three likes to eat potato chips very much!"
The little white deer certainly knew how delicious potato chips were. If it were him, he would never share them with anyone.
So, he was even more surprised.
"You...are you really going to give me the potato chips?" He looked at number eight in disbelief.
"Yes! Eat them quickly, and then we will go find number three to play the flute." The little wolf cub waved his hand and said very cheerfully.
While the two children were talking, Su Ci had already started eating the bag of potato chips.
Looking at the wolf cub and the keeper, and then at the potato chips in his hand, the little white deer felt a little sour in his nose for some reason, but this sour feeling did not make him feel uncomfortable.
He took a bite of the potato chips, which were fragrant and crispy, and tasted the same as the one he had eaten last night, but he felt that they were better than that one.
"Number seven!"
At this time, the wolf cub called him.
The little white deer thought for a moment and said, "My name is not No. 7. Before I came to the nursery, the adults in the welfare home 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, and then looked at the little wolf cub curiously. "What about you? What was your name before?"
No. 8 has only been in the nursery for less than a year. Before he came, he must have had his own name.
However, facing the little white deer's question, the boy's green eyes rolled around, but he was hesitant and couldn't say a word for a long time.