Volume Two, The First Floor. Doomsday Chapter 55. Becoming Friends
"No. 73! You are here!"
As soon as the group of doctors and guards left the activity room, Zhou Ke moved a stool and ran to sit next to Tang Ling, greeting her with a bright smile.
It has been two months since Tang Ling lost control last time.
After being locked up for a month, when Tang Ling was able to return to the activity room again, she didn't expect that Zhou Ke would still be willing to lean towards her.
In the past month, every time Tang Ling came to the activity room, Zhou Ke would run to her side and chatter non-stop. After that incident, he was not afraid of her and looked forward to meeting her more and more every week.
So cheerful.
Tang Ling raised her head and glanced at Zhou Ke, who was still dancing and telling stories to her, feeling sincerely envious.
She didn't want to admit it, but her dirty heart, which had been washed away by darkness for a long time, kept whispering in her ear ruthlessly that she was jealous of Zhou Ke.
Why did she turn into a monster? Why was her mind filled with nightmares? Why was she the only one chosen?
At first, when Zhou Ke approached again, Tang Ling almost lost control again, but looking at the child's fair and childish face, the child's innocent and friendly eyes, she suddenly became at a loss.
She felt ashamed of her desire to destroy Zhou Ke, and she was afraid of her uncontrollable malice. She almost turned into the monster she hated.
Zhou Ke was not wrong, it was even because they were in different worlds.
He has always been in the fairy tale that he longed for every night.
So he doesn't know anything.
Therefore, facing Zhou Ke's approach again, Tang Ling suppressed the dark thoughts in her heart and just sat quietly beside him, listening to his busy thoughts in her ears like a sparrow.
As they got along slowly, Tang Ling began to occasionally respond to Zhou Ke's words thrown at her. Although it was just a slight nod and a casual glance, Zhou Ke was very happy.
He felt that Tang Ling was gradually accepting the kindness he radiated towards her.
In fact, he himself didn't know why. Although he was quite frightened by Tang Ling when they met for the first time, he still couldn't help but want to talk to Tang Ling. He sincerely hoped that he could become Tang Ling's friend.
Maybe it's because Tang Ling is the only one who can listen to her chattering incessantly, although there are also reasons why she can't express her thoughts.
Although Zhou Ke felt that his life in the shelter was very happy and he was satisfied with food, food, housing and transportation, he felt very lonely.
The children in the activity room all disliked him for talking too much and were unwilling to talk to him. There were two children here who were willing to talk to him before, but he hadn't seen them for a long time.
As for other people, even if he takes the initiative to express his friendliness to them, they will only form a small group and stand aside, looking at him with a strange look, that look is like the one who ran out after being beaten by his father.
The way the neighbors looked at him in front of his house and on the road.
With condescending pity and gloating.
Why do you look at him like this?
Zhou Ke felt very uncomfortable.
Only Tang Ling would not look at him like this.
In other words, she didn't notice him at all.
But when Tang Ling entered this activity room for the first time, he was attracted to her.
Although she had some weird scars on her body, her whole body was bound by various chains, and people around her said she was a monster, he just felt that she could definitely become friends with him.
So he mustered up the courage to approach her and chat with her. Although their first chat was not pleasant, fortunately they have become friends now!
Zhou Ke thought this and felt happy, so he suddenly laughed out loud. Then he noticed that Tang Ling turned her head and glanced at him, then moved to the side.
Although she didn't say anything, Zhou Ke felt that Tang Ling disliked him.
hateful!
Zhou Ke pursed his lips and continued to bombard him with aggrieved words: "No. 73, do you dislike me? Aren't you curious why I suddenly laughed? I'll tell you..."
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"Click!"
The door of the office was pushed open from the outside. Meng Han, who had been working for a long time, suppressed his violent temper and said viciously, and slowly raised his head and looked over: "Meng Ling,
I told you to open the door next time..."
The voice stopped when she saw the slender figure standing in front of the door. Meng Han was stunned for a moment, and then stood up quickly. Before she could speak again, the man's cold voice rang out.
"I'm looking for my goods."
The voice of the warm breeze seems to be able to sweep away all the troubles in people's hearts, but the aura emanating from his whole body is completely opposite to that of coldness.
Meng Han felt a chill running down her spine. She quickly lowered her head and replied respectfully: "The experimental subject is not completely out of control yet..."
"Don't think about playing tricks, Meng Han."
The voice that was still some distance away was now close to her ears. Before Meng Han could raise her head, she felt a chill on her neck. A few strands of hair hanging down on her neck were neatly cut off and floated in the air with the wind.
The blood stains gradually became clear on the fair skin.
Meng Han froze in place, not daring to move at all. Her throat rumbled as she swallowed, and the two fingers gently placed on the back of her neck felt cool, stimulating her scalp to feel numb.
She had no doubt that as long as she showed the slightest resistance, those two fingers could kill her in one blow.
"This is a warning to you."
The warm voice dissipated with the breeze, and the man's breathtaking breath finally left. Meng Han's legs softened, and he knelt down on the ground, like a fish that was about to die of thirst. Meng Han's chest kept rising and falling. After the disaster,
Breathe the calming air for the rest of my life.
The hand hanging in front of him gradually clenched into a fist, exerting force continuously. The bones creaked, and the face hidden by the hair showed a vicious and ferocious look. A sense of humiliation began to grow as the mood gradually calmed down.
Why could this group of people steal her experimental results so easily?
She created these guys!
What qualifications do they have to snatch it away so easily!
Just because she is just a low-level manager?
Why! Why! Why!
She has worked hard for this underground research institute for so many years, why is she the only one who is still just a low-level manager?
No one can take away the results of her experiment!
Just find a way to get it out of control again.
Meng Han's eyes suddenly widened. She stood up suddenly, patted the dust on herself, straightened her hair, picked up the information on the table, grabbed the phone beside her, dialed the number, and waited for the caller over there.
After the call was connected, she smiled: "Hey, it's me. Are you interested in tasting the best?"
The information in hand clearly shows the latest situation of Zhou Ke and Tang Ling.
