That night, countless people slept on the streets, making such a commotion, but the power supply was not cut off—of course this is unreasonable, but it is a pity that the “common sense” corpse is already cold—the streets are brightly lit, like a large night camping group, many people With a family and a mouth, there is a little girl wearing cotton pajamas, holding a rippling rabbit in her hand, holding a lollipop, and standing in front of Kou Tong with big watery eyes.
The three people in the know... and Yao Shuo's four, all understand that the earthquake will not happen again, considering that the source of the earthquake has begun to maintain a low and stable mood.
But anyway, Kou Tong's mother still refused to go upstairs, she insisted on sleeping on the street, and even risked her "life" to go upstairs and dry the sleeping bags, pillows, towels, quilts, etc. After all the items were taken down, he took up a place with satisfaction, pulled down Kou Tong's neck without any reason, and kissed his face with saliva on the side of his face.
"Good night baby, if you're afraid, you can sleep with your mother."
Kou Tong blankly wiped the saliva from his face.
Kou Tong's mother sighed, feeling that her son was getting older, and she felt very lost. Then she took out a deck of playing cards from her pocket and ran to the side to find someone to play cards.
Huang Jinchen sighed while dragging a long voice: "Mother's love!"
Kou Tong tilted his head and glanced at him, and suddenly raised his voice: "Mom! Da Huang said he wanted to kiss him good night too!"
Kou Tong's mother turned around abruptly and looked at him almost incredulously. Her face was a little pale in the night, and the hair that was usually on the top of her head was scattered, which made her face look smaller and younger. It's almost exactly the same as the young beautiful woman in Kou Tong's memory.
The card in her hand fell to the ground, and she said in a trembling voice, "Tongtong, what do you... call me?"
Kou Tong frowned and said casually, "What's wrong?"
Kou Tong's mother was so excited that she was incoherent: "You called me just now, call my mother again to listen."
Tears were shining in her eyes, and in the night wind, the lights of the city were hidden in it, and the stars were dotted and beautiful. She quickly reached out and wiped her eyes: "I don't know why, I always feel like you haven't called me that in your life."
Kou Tong looked at her for a while, and finally cut corners and said, "That's your illusion. It's alright, it's alright, you'd better go play."
Then, as if escaping from something, he lowered his head and looked at the little girl who had been looking up since the beginning, standing on the side of the road and staring at him motionlessly: "Whose child is this? , why did you escape by yourself? Where are the parents?"
The little girl crunched the lollipop without saying a word.
Kou Tong: "Whose house is this..."
"You are being watched." The little girl said suddenly.
Kou Tong patted her head: "Good boy, I'll watch the cartoon tomorrow, it's time to go to bed - whose child is this? Why didn't you bring it back so late?"
"The mouse is watching you," the little girl said again.
Kou Tong crouched down and asked very patiently, "Is the mouse the one that drove the tank, or the one that drove the plane?"
The little girl looked at him with her almost clear eyes. Her eyes were so clean that they were like a mirror. Kou Tong saw a clear picture of herself in it.
The little girl's expression was calm, as if it didn't matter how others didn't believe her or how she viewed her, she just spit out a small plastic lollipop stick from her mouth and said, "I Tell the truth."
Kou Tong was immediately stunned—this little guy was eight or nine years old, thin and small, and was blocked by him, so others couldn’t see it clearly—but when Kou Tong crouched down, he found it very, very clearly , the little girl didn't open her mouth when she spoke!
"What's your name?"
"Manman."
Kou Tong thought for a while, leaned over and picked up the little girl, and explained to the others, "I'll take her to find his family."
Then he carried her to the distance and whispered, "Tell uncle, what's going on?"
"...if you buy me a lollipop."
She seemed to send brain waves directly into people's brains, and Kou Tong even had the illusion that Manman was talking to others with his eyes.
Kou Tong realized that this little guy was probably one of the seven space subjects, so he carried her all the way to a nearby small supermarket that was still open. She chooses herself.
Manman picked up this one and put down the other, and had a lot of fun picking it up. At a young age, she was a little bit like a little woman who was looking around - Kou Tong couldn't see what the lollipops she was gesturing were. the difference.
In the end, he simply pushed the whole small shelf in front of the cashier: "Count me, as many as you want."
Manman raised her head and glanced at him. After thinking for two seconds, she came to a conclusion. She said, "Uncle, how stupid are you?"
Kou Tong: "..."
The cashier listened and laughed out loud.
Kou Tong pressed her little head: "Nonsense."
At this time, the cashier who had already settled the bill handed over the rack with a lot of lollipops in it. Manman immediately took it with both hands, his face was tensed, his expression almost pious, and then he sternly greeted her "stupid person". Qian Duo"'s follower said, "Let's go."
Kou Tong had to keep up.
"I'm eight years old this year." Manman sat on the curb, calmly put her new assets aside, peeled off a candy and shoved it into her mouth, holding her old doll in her arms, "There is One day, I was sitting at home reading a book when it suddenly got dark and I fell here with five lollipops in my pocket and I'm done with them now."
Kou Tong asked, "Do you know what happened before you fell in?"
Manman thought for a while and shook his head.
Kou Tong squatted beside her and frowned.
Manman suddenly said, "This is the 'multi-dimensional variable frequency projection device', isn't it?"
Kou Tong was horrified and blurted out, "How do you know?"
"I read it in the book," Manman said.
"Which one?"
"There is an article in the sixteenth issue of "The Age of Great Psychology" in 2041."
Of course Kou Tong knew about this magazine, and he wrote the article himself, so he continued to look at her in horror: "You understand? No... Did you go to school? What grade are you in?"
"Second grade, and then the third grade." Manman said, she shrugged and said very calmly, "The book says that the projector has a certain working range, generally within five to ten meters. I was at home at the time, and there were no instruments between five and ten meters, so your machine must be broken."
Kou Tong was speechless and choked: "I'm sorry, uncle will send you out soon."
"It doesn't matter." Manman patted him on the shoulder. "The machine is quite unreliable. It's actually pretty good in it, and others can hear me."
Kou Tong asked, "Can't you talk outside?"
"I can," Manman said. "I just can't talk with my mouth, but I can talk like this, but they can't hear me and say I'm stupid. The teacher suggested my mother send me to special education, and she was hysterical. He beat me up, then locked me at home every day and ignored me."
Kou Tong's heart tightened.
"Before they took me to see a doctor, the old man in white said that I was 'autistic'." Manman continued calmly, "But I am not autistic, I am not so sensitive, and my ears can filter Noise, and attention is not easily distracted - at least not more easily than my classmates."
She also knows what "autism" is... Kou Tong has already determined that whether this little girl is autistic or not, her intelligence must be extraordinary: "It's all... You read it from the book?"
"Yeah." Manman nodded, biting apart the lollipop, "I lived next to the city library when I was a child. When no one cared about me, I went in to read."
Kou Tong patted her head silently: "You go to my house first."
"Oh." Manman nodded.
"By the way, what did you just say about mice?"
Manman turned around and said, "You are being watched by mice. I can understand them. Their owners are very unfriendly."
This time Kou Tong didn't laugh, because for the conscious subject, everything can happen. It is not impossible for her to communicate with others in a non-pronounced way and to understand what the mouse speaks.
On the other hand, in the abnormal space, everything may be the projection of some kind of consciousness, and even gravity may fail, not to mention biological properties.
"The rat didn't know what you said. Anyway, I heard it and its companions say that you are intruders." Manman judged calmly, "I think it sounds like they want to kill you."
"Who wants to kill us?" Huang Jinchen appeared out of nowhere and stood behind the two of them. He frowned at the pile of candy wrappers that Manman had piled on the ground, and said, "Little girl, you eat so much candy. There will be worm teeth, and the little worms will eat all your teeth."
Manman looked up at him blankly, and said flatly, "Tooth decay is not because there are worms in the teeth, but because the bacteria in the plaque interact with the sugars in the food to generate acid, which causes the teeth to grow. The result of the destruction of the enamel."
Huang Jinchen: "..."
Manman made a chewing sound in his mouth, and after despising the IQ of this man's tall uncle, he added: "It's in the book."
Huang Jinchen said, "Damn it, this little brat will definitely become an exterminator in the future."
Manman replied, "No, I think Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji are good together."
Huang Jinchen acted coquettishly: "Boss Tongtong..."
Kou Tong waved his hand and continued to ask Manman, "Where is the owner of the mouse you said?"
mouse? Huang Jinchen frowned.
"Over there." Manman raised his hand and pointed.
Kou Tong raised his chin thoughtfully - "Intruder"? How can there be such a word, is there some kind of conscious subject in the program itself