"Look at it, Lilia." The Asian doctor, who is called "brother" by all the children, is closely attached to the glass case, and the hair on his forehead that is squeezed and twisted looks a little funny, "It's not the two who are chasing each other, it's not the one who is lazy in the nest all day, and it's not the ...... that you and I both like to knock melon seeds" He deliberately put it in the ear of Lilia, who was gradually becoming a girl, and exhaled to blow her hair, "Just the white, usually the most withdrawn little mouse in the corner...... I'll just give you half a minute. ”

"I see." Lilia brushed away the other hand's hand on her shoulder with a blank expression, "Get out of the way, okay?" You're going to get in my way. ”

"Please." The doctor took a step back and gestured respectfully, "You have twenty seconds left." ”

Lilia didn't look at him, and her forehead, which was pressed against the glass plate, was pressed into a strange shape. She closed her eyes, concentrating as much as she could, feeling the regular heartbeats of all the creatures around her.

In fact, she can also choose to kill the people around her.

The sound of agitation from too close made her feel a little annoyed, and Lilia took a few more seconds to choose her subject. As the mission deadline approached, the hapless little mouse trembled as if it had received an invisible electric shock, and then fell headlong into the food bowl on one side.

After checking the results of the experiment, the doctor casually threw the severely congested mouse corpse into the trash can very unprofessionally, and then patted Lilia's head with a relatively clean hand, and praised it with satisfaction: "This time the control is good, congratulations on not making the visual effects too terrifying." Seriously, the little guy who was frightened by your abilities and started to pounce on his compatriots and bite his compatriots frantically last time was too impressive...... Did you know that it even bit out a long bloody streak on the tempered glass plate with a broken tooth? I'm glad we didn't choose any more aggressive animals to use as your practice props. ”

"If I've completed today's task, can you let me go to dinner?" Lilia wiped her fingers on the white sheets and didn't have any dirt on them, "And I'd like you to consider converting this senseless compliment into something more valuable to me, like allowing me to spread a little jam on the dry bread slices provided in the cafeteria." ”

"That's a really high order. Do you know where our little bottles of jam come from? The doctor took off his loose mask and rubbed the freshly grown stubble on his chin, "Besides, you should know that your daily recipe is prescribed. ”

"I'm just suggesting that you'd better set up a reward system in addition to the punishment system, otherwise, everyone's motivation will become worse and worse, and the people who are already lagging behind will not have a strong desire to catch up." Fourteen-year-old Lilia has grown a lot, her delicate eyebrows and eyes are enough to make people feel amazing even if they are lowered all the year round, and with her slender white neck, she looks like a noble girl in an oil painting from a distance.

Her appearance has brought a lot of unpleasant convenience after careful consideration in some aspects, and it has also attracted the unwarranted hatred of several female nurses who are gradually entering middle age. Fortunately, all of this is quite bearable.

"Why, is there anyone crying and crying in the middle of the night to make you sleep?" I don't know exactly from that day on, the doctor would only use this overly intimate tone to her, "It's okay, don't pay attention to him." You're our best baby at the moment...... As long as it is within a reasonable range, you can tell me if you have any requirements. ”

"I'm afraid my demands are unreasonable in your eyes."

With a faint word, Lilia glanced back at the plain-style dustbin one last time before leaving the room, and took a second to imagine what the dead rat would look like a few days from now, along with disposable injections and melon seed shells that the nurses had finished.

That's disgusting.

As the chef served a plate of mixed vegetables with a dark face, she suddenly retched on to the edge of the table with a dark face.

"Lilia...... Sister? ”

Only the other little girl, who had been here for the shortest time, was still in the mood to care for others, and Lilith felt a small, cold hand pat her on the back through her thin shirt. She covered her mouth and nose with one hand, turned her head, and slammed into those round black eyes.

"Are you alright?" Perhaps it was because her reaction was too cold, even a little fierce, the little girl blinked uncomfortably and asked again.

Lilia shook her head, and stirred the paste with her fork, succeeding in making it look even more difficult to swallow.

Unexpectedly, after the meal, in the limited free time of only half an hour every day, the little girl deliberately went back and forth in her neighborhood, and occasionally cast a little desire to speak in her eyes.

"If you have something to say, say it quickly." Lilia was by no means a roommate to get along with, and in fact she had been holding back some words for a while, "If you continue to cry in the middle of the night, for the sake of my sleep quality, I can only ask the doctor to assign you to another room." ”

"Yes, I'm sorry......" The little girl, who had always been lively in front of people, was unexpectedly a little evasive at the moment, "Sister Lilia, I just wanted to ask you a question......

"Hurry up. I'd like to take an early break. Lilia leaned against the white wall with her hands crossed, her fingers rubbing her sore eyes from long-term insomnia.

"How did you convince yourself ......" the little girl's innocent smile suddenly became intriguing after she finished the rest of the sentence, "adjusting to this kind of life?" ”

Lilia gave her a serious look for the first time, and finally imitated the doctor's tone when he taught them ideological education and threw out two sentences of chicken soup that had no practical meaning: "You can ask this kind of question, which means that you have not suffered enough in the past." Cherish your life now. ”

"But lately, it's really getting harder and harder for me to force myself to live." The little girl's eyes were becoming more and more erratic, "If I had known"

"You should have known that there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world, not to mention that we were still born in a world where no one can eat enough." Lilia interrupted her impatiently, "With limited resources, only those who become the most useful are qualified to survive. I think that's fair. ”

"Sister Lilia's speech is becoming more and more like her brother." The expression on the little girl's face is difficult to tell whether it is a restrained cry or an ugly smile, "Do you think this kind of day is very good?" Do you have some strange thoughts once in a while...... For example, why do you want to live in the world as a tool like this? ”

"You've wasted so much time thinking about it, so you've not made much progress in your abilities. As for your question," Lilia paused, "I think it's a mental illness to be too strong or too weak. I'm willing to live only because......" she habitually touched the position of her neck, and began to get restless for no reason when she realized that the scarf was drying on the balcony and not fitting, "because there are still things that can't be put down." ”

"That's nice." The little girl's beautiful black eyes were like a pool of muddy stagnant water at the moment, "I can't find anything like that anymore." ”

The next day, they met through a glass plate that had been erected high above the doctor's arrangement.

"This is your final test." The doctor tapped his finger on the glass, still speaking in Lilia's ear, "Accomplish this task and show us your wonderful and convenient powers...... I'll take you outside. You know, I never lie to you. ”

"Outside." After staring at those black eyes for a moment, Lilia suddenly smiled at the little girl's pretended innocence, and looked at her silently with her mouth, "It's good that you're free." ”

Memories after that became very vague. She only remembered that the rhythm of her holding on to the glass and spitting was very synchronized with the little girl's final struggle, and then a group of six fingers with unfamiliar faces suddenly swarmed in, judging her as if they were looking at a commodity with a clear price. After that, laughter echoed in the empty laboratory, like a surround sound enclosing her in the center.

The doctor's conversation with the aliens was probably very pleasant. Lilia knew she had a lot to offer. But the resentment that had never been felt before was soon forcibly extinguished when the doctor approached with a smile and handed her a scarf. For the first time, she felt that the good and evil of this world were incomprehensible, just as the knife in the doctor's hand could be used to save the lives of homeless wanderers or to dissect rats whose screams were sharper than humans.

"I said, I won't lie to you." The doctor rubbed her hair intimately, the kind of love on her face didn't seem to be a disguise, "Go outside with them, your life will surely become more valuable......"

Three days later, Lilia collapsed in the dry yellow sand, covered in dried blood clots, with the back of her head down.

Compared with the experimental methods adopted by a group of aliens who do not understand each other, even doctors with negligible moral bottom lines can almost be called "humane". Although in a sense, the extreme measures taken by the Six Fingers can be regarded as a reasonable behavior under fear and oppression, but the "talent" that is not stable enough in the first place is obviously not governed by reason.

It turns out that aliens struggle in the same way as humans when they are dying.

The limited capacity of her brain was filled with waves of screams and screams, and the last thing Lilia did before leaving the new institute was to shove the smallest scalpel into one ear.

The world is too noisy.

It's so strange, after so many bad things, why hasn't she died?

Sweat and blood stained the only brightly colored scarf on her body, and if the six fingers could get a sense of her mood before trying to forcibly remove it, maybe the end result might not be like this.

Just as Lilia was about to fall into an uncontrollable eternal sleep, the sun sent a column of figures in front of her.

No, don't come near me......

Her fluffy lips were gently torn open by a pair of warm hands, and when she saw the familiar face in front of her, she almost suspected that she was already dead, and everything around her was actually the last hallucination that the soul saw before it left its body.

The boy, or rather the man who had gradually emerged into a young man, after making a familiar gesture to the entourage behind him, gently removed the scarf around her neck like a water snake, then laid her head flat on his knees, and carefully applied fresh water to her lips with his fingertips.

Before this second, Lilia had never imagined that she would be able to go to heaven after death.

"Is it really him? Does he remember you? Officer Ling on the other side unconsciously lowered his voice, and took the initiative to sit closer after realizing that Lilia was completely deaf in one ear, "This is incredible. ”

"He didn't lie to me, the bakery he opened was not far from the orphanage where I used to be. He was planning to go to the city of Six Fingers that day to exchange the handicrafts he had saved at home for flour to help the refugees in the neighborhood, but he saved me halfway through. Lilia continued to talk to him with her head tilted slightly, her tone slightly shy of loss, "Although he doesn't even remember seeing me before." ”

"How did you explain that to him?"

"It's about saying there's a clash nearby, and I'm a survivor who escaped." The excessively long statement seemed to take a heavy toll on Lilia's dry throat, and Officer Ling heard her clear her throat several times in quick succession, "...... In fact, on the contrary, I was the only executioner. ”

“…… At least in this case, you don't have to define yourself that way. Officer Ling scribbled on the paper that was densely spread on the table for a while, "You just said that he doesn't remember you anymore, so what about after that?" Did you follow him out of the neighborhood? ”

"On the dunes at dusk, I danced for him with wounds all over my body." Lilia's overly ethereal answer was obviously not what he wanted, but Officer Ling didn't interrupt, "We only spent one night together...... You know, I feel like I've only lived that one night in my life. ”