It was already four o'clock in the morning when Wen Qing lay on the bed.
His body was very sleepy, and he wanted to sleep, but closing his eyes could only relieve the soreness of his eyes, and he couldn't fall asleep at all.
Io, Xing Ze, Bai Tong's and other human and non-human faces flickered in his mind, and what they said seemed to echo in his ears.
My mind was getting more and more confused, I was sleepy and couldn't sleep.
After tossing and turning for a while, Wen Qing sat up, picked up her phone, and opened WeChat.
He poked open Iou's chat dialog box, hesitated for a moment, and typed a line.
[Are you asleep?]
After sending it out, Wen Qing regretted it.
Io is not human at all, and he doesn't need to sleep. He asked this question, as if he was actively chatting with Io.
You should talk to Io about something serious.
As soon as Wen Qing pressed the message with her fingers and wanted to withdraw it, Iou's message popped up.
Io: [No.]
The other party saw it, so Wen Qing had no choice but to give up the idea of withdrawing.
Io: [I won’t sleep for two days.]
Wen Qing: [Oh, I almost forgot that you are not human and do not need sleep.]
Io: [I am a human body now, and I need sleep.]
Wen Qing: [?]
Wen Qing lowered his eyes and thought, so you don't go to bed at four o'clock
Turning his mind, he also typed out this line of words.
Wen Qing immediately deleted this line and edited it again.
Io: [Staying up all night without sleeping is a compulsory course for being a human being.]
Wen Qing: […]
Io: [Didn't you also sleep?]
Wen Qing: [I have something to do.]
Io: [I have something to do too.]
Wen Qing: [What's the matter with you?]
Io: [Isn't this chatting with you?]
Wen Qing: […]
Wen Qing: [Xia Yansi and Ji Sheng were taken away by the police.]
Io: [Yes.]
Wen Qing stared at the word "um" for a long time, but did not wait for Io's next sentence.
Wen Qing: [?]
Wen Qing: [You don't want to say something?]
Io: [Okay!]
Io: [Good catch!]
Yi Ou: [They should be sent to the police station for education.]
Wen Qing: […]
Wen Qing: [Is it okay if they were taken away?]
Io: [It's okay.]
Io: [When the sun rises, it will be a new day.]
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, she put the phone aside, and continued to try to sleep.
Still can't fall asleep.
Suddenly, the phone vibrated.
He tapped the screen, it was Iou's message.
A photo, a photo of the Ji Yu program.
In addition to the code, there are two lines of text in the photo.
[Passing by star A9385, he saw a child shouting that he was hungry, and the child's mother cursed and went to the kitchen to make snacks. He finds it amusing.]
[He tried cooking, and since then he has added another hobby.]
Wen lightly tapped his fingertips, Ji Yu often cooked when he was leading the dungeon.
Xia Yansi is a part of Ji Yu, he also likes to cook.
Not just them, but Oz...
In some respects, they are very similar.
so…
Wen Qing: [Will there be others?]
Io: [Yes.]
Seeing this word, Wen Qing's eyelids twitched.
[What exactly do you want to do?]
Io: [I want to be with you.]
Wen Qing: [? ? ?]
?
Wen Qing didn't understand, what kind of perverted logic is this
Is there any connection between being together and showing up to other people
It seemed that he knew what he was thinking, and before Wen Qing typed to ask, the message of Io's explanation was sent.
Io: [I am not complete now.]
Wen gently clutched the phone, and understood the implication of Io's words.
He is not a complete individual.
It seems that he will not be complete until the others appear one by one.
Wen Qing: "..."
Wen Qing: [Who else will come?]
Io: [People who admire you.]
Wen Qing's eyebrows twitched, and a long list of names flashed through her mind.
Wen Qing: [Is it too late for me to reject you now?]
Io: [QAQ.]
Wen Qing: […]
He threw the phone aside, not wanting to talk to Iou again.
Wen Qing got into the quilt and wrapped herself tightly without leaving a single gap.
Not long after, Wen Qing fell into a deep sleep.
Probably because of the conversation with Io before going to bed, Wen Qing dreamed about her childhood for a long time.
After school in elementary school, there are vendors selling snacks and snacks at the school gate and on the street.
The loud cries and the tangy aroma made Wen Qing feel hungry even if he wasn't hungry.
He has no pocket money, and a dollar is a sky-high price to him.
Wen Qing could only touch her stomach, and looked helplessly at the small stall in front, trying to satisfy her hunger by smelling the aroma.
The result, of course, is that the more you smell, the hungrier you get, and your stomach is gurgling.
The sound of stomach growling made the adults around him all look over.
"Buy it when you're hungry."
A man's voice sounded above Wen Qing's head, it was lazy, and sounded a little foolish.
Wen Qing said obediently: "If you don't have money, you can't buy it."
The man snorted lightly: "It's so pitiful."
"Neng, I'll eat it for you."
Wen Qing tilted her head to look over, and saw the man holding a bunch of grass in his hand.
The grass looked the same as the weeds on the side of the road, with some soil on the bottom, as if it had just been pulled from the ground.
Wen Qing was a little puzzled: "Uncle, is this edible?"
The man said perfunctorily: "You are a human, this is a plant."
"It is only right and proper for people to eat plants."
Wen Qing was so hungry that she only heard the word eat.
"Thank you uncle."
After thanking him, he took one of the bunches of grass and stuffed it into his mouth.
Chew it, chew it, there is a grassy smell in your mouth, it is disgusting.
Wen Qing frowned, swallowed the grass with difficulty, and said to the man: "Uncle, this seems to be ordinary grass."
"It's mouth-scratching and unpalatable."
The man sneered, bent down, and squeezed his face viciously: "Little fool, you actually ate it."
Being pinched on the face, Wen Qing's words were a little vague: "Uncle, don't eat too."
"Uncle, don't you have any money as an adult?"
Man: "... I don't need money."
"That means there is no money," Wen Qing sighed, and patted his hand lightly, "If you are very hungry, come to the orphanage to find me."
"I can give you half of the dinner."
"Uncle, don't eat grass, you will get sick."
...
When Wen Qing woke up, her mouth seemed to smell like grass.
He immediately got up from the bed, brushing his teeth while recalling the man's face in the dream.
It was blurry, like a mosaic, and I couldn't see clearly.
He remembered that the man seemed to follow him to the orphanage afterwards.
But he didn't go in, and was treated as a bad person by the dean's mother and others.
Wen gently lowered his head to rinse his mouth, and looked at the time.
at noon.
He picked up his phone and swiped the daily news. There was no news about Nancheng Community.
Wen Qing blinked, the phone vibrated crazily, and messages from the dormitory group kept popping up.
Song Qiang: [@Wen Qing, are you going back to the dormitory later?]
Song Qiang: [I'm so hungry, I'm fine for breakfast, and I didn't eat lunch.]
Song Qiang: [I feel like I'm going to die.]
Xu Fengfeng: [@暖清, 10086.]
Xu Fengfeng: [We both have been hungry all day.]
Wen Qing glanced at the news and knew that they wanted him to bring food along the way.
After hesitating for a moment, he agreed.
He still had to talk to Io face to face.
Wen Qing: [What do you two want to eat?]
Song Qiang: [I'm not picky, just bring whatever you have in the cafeteria.]
Xu Fengfeng: [I want to eat, I'm so hungry, any meal is fine.]
Wen Qing: [Okay.]
Wen Qing: [I'll arrive at the dormitory around one o'clock.]
Song Qiang: [Grateful heart, thank you for having you.]
Song Qiang: [Thank you, because of you, the four seasons have been warmed up.]
After sending the message, Song Qiang lowered his head and took a big bite of the chicken leg.
He turned around and said vaguely to Io: "See, Brother Song will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move."
"When Wen Qing comes back later, you two have a good chat."
Song Qiang finished off the chicken legs in two or three mouthfuls, wiped his hands and continued, "Wen Qing's character is soft but not hard. If you apologize seriously and say a few nice words, I will forgive you immediately."
Io leaned against the back of the chair, looked down at the program on the computer screen, and a line of words popped up.
[He saw a line saying that students are the future of the motherland, and scoffed at it.]
[He believes that human nature is inherently evil.]
Io clicked the mouse, glanced at Yu Xing's program, and broke up couples in various small worlds.
Song Qiang bluffed and asked: "What are you going to say to Wen Qing later?"
"Do we need to leave the dormitory?"
Io tapped the table with his fingertips and sighed softly, "It will take a few more days."
Song Qiang was at a loss: "Why will it take a few more days?"
Yi Ou said casually, "Wen Qing forgive me."
Song Qiang was even more at a loss: "Isn't he coming back soon? You should make it clear now."
Io tapped the keyboard and said calmly, "He won't be back today."
Song Qiang: "???"
He couldn't help but looked down at the dormitory group, but there was no new news.
"How do you know? He chatted with you privately?"
Io said without changing his face, "I've counted."
Song Qiang was stunned: "You, a programmer, can tell fortunes?"
Io nodded.
Song Qiang was silent for a moment, "You are not scientific at all."
"Did you not study hard?"
"That's why you have so much hair?"
Io: "..."
the other side
Wen Qing had already reached the gate of the community.
Passing by the security booth, he saw a familiar security guard sitting inside, he stopped and said hello.
The security guard glanced at him and said with a smile: "Good afternoon, you are the head of the household in Building A, 02, right?"
Wen Qing didn't expect the security guard to remember where she lived.
He nodded and asked tentatively, "Hello, did something happen in the community yesterday?"
"That's right," the security guard nodded and said to him, "Two pythons ran out of nowhere yesterday afternoon. The team leader caught a small one, and the other big one was caught by the police at night."
"It seems to be in Building A, did it disturb you?"
Wen Qing was startled, Xia Yansi and Ji Sheng turned into pythons...
He nodded, then shook his head again: "I heard a little movement."
The security guard scratched his head, smiled and said to him, "Don't worry, our community will strictly guard this kind of animal in the future."
Wen Qing replied: "Thanks for your hard work."
Security guard: "It should be."
Wen Qing was about to leave the community when a WeChat call popped up on her phone.
It's Xuanxuan's mother, the mother of a former tutor student.
Too many things happened in the past two days, and he forgot all about tutoring.
Wen Qing picked up the phone, and the other party asked straight to the point: "Xiao Wen, today is Sunday, should you be free?"
Wen Qing responded and asked, "Does Xuanxuan need to make up lessons?"
Xuanxuan's mother smiled and said, "No, it's his two cousins who are in the third year of high school and their grades are very poor, so they can't write homework on weekends."
"I want to find a temporary teacher to teach homework, just this afternoon and evening."
Wen Qing opened her mouth, and was about to refuse, Xuanxuan's mother said again: "Because it's temporary, I can't find anyone at once. I have already recommended you to go there. The hourly salary is very high. You don't have to worry about that."
"The address is in Nancheng Community, 20th Floor, Building A, 02nd Floor, which is quite close to your school."
There was no chance for Wen Qing to refuse at all.
Wen Qing: "Auntie, that..."
There was a coughing sound on the other end of the phone, and Xuanxuan's mother hurriedly said: "That's it, I'll hang up first, and you can call me again if you have anything to do."
Wen Qing had no choice but to turn around and walk back, and sent a message to the dormitory group, telling them that she would have a part-time job today and would not go back to the dormitory.
Floor 20, Building 01, Building A
Wen gently pressed the doorbell.
The next second, the door opened, as if someone was waiting for him at the door.
A familiar face appeared in front of him.
Wen Qing was stunned.
Fu Ranxiu raised his eyelids, without any surprise on his face, and said lightly: "Song Xuan, the teacher is here."