"Number 73! There you are! ”

As soon as the group of doctors and guards left the activity room, Zhou Ke ran to Tang Ling's side with a stool and sat down, greeting her with a bright smile.

At this time, it has been two months since Tang Ling's last loss of control.

After being locked up for a month, when she was able to return to the activity room again, Tang Ling didn't expect Zhou Ke to 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 to chatter non-stop, and after that incident, he was not afraid of her, and looked forward to meeting her more and more once a week.

It's so cheerful.

Tang Ling raised her head and glanced at Zhou Ke, who was still dancing and telling her stories, and was sincerely envious.

She didn't want to admit it, but her dirty heart, which had been washed away by the darkness for a long time, was constantly and ruthlessly whispered in her ear, and she was jealous of Zhou Ke.

Why did she turn into a monster? Why is it that all she has left is a nightmare full of her head? Why was she the only one chosen?

At first, Zhou Ke approached again, and Tang Ling almost lost control again, but looking at the white and childish face, the child's innocent and friendly eyes flashed, she suddenly became overwhelmed.

She was ashamed of the idea of destroying Zhou Ke in the bottom of her heart, she was terrified of her uncontrollable malice, and she almost became the monster she hated for real.

Zhou Ke is not wrong, even because they live in a different world.

He has always stayed in the fairy tale that he dreams of every night.

So he doesn't know anything.

Therefore, in the face of Zhou Ke's approach again, Tang Ling held back the dark thoughts in her heart, and just sat quietly beside him, listening to his busy thoughts like sparrows in her ears.

Slowly getting along, Tang Ling also began to occasionally respond to the words that Zhou Ke threw at her, although it was only a slight nod and a casual glance, but it was very happy for Zhou Ke.

He felt that Tang Ling was gradually accepting the kindness he was radiating towards her.

In fact, he didn't know why, he was scared by Tang Ling when they met for the first time, but he still couldn't help but want to come and 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 listens to her own chatter, although there are also reasons why she can't say what she thinks.

Although Zhou Ke felt that his life in the shelter was very happy, and he was satisfied with food, shelter and transportation, he felt that he was very lonely.

The children in the activity room hated him for talking too much and were reluctant to talk to him, and there were two children here who were willing to talk to him, but he hadn't seen them for a long time.

And the others, even if he took the initiative to show them his friendliness, would only stand aside in small groups, looking at him with a strange look, like the way the neighbors on the road looked at him when he ran out of the house after he was beaten up by his father.

With high pity, and schadenfreude.

Why do you think so of him?

Zhou Ke felt very uncomfortable.

Only Tang Ling wouldn't look at him like that.

Or rather, she didn't notice him at all.

But when Tang Ling first entered this activity room, he was attracted to her.

Although she has some strange scars on her body, and her whole person is still bound by various chains, and the people around her also say that she is a monster, he just thinks that she must be able to become friends with him.

So he plucked up the courage to approach her and talk to her, and although their first chat was not very pleasant, but now they are friends!

Zhou Ke thought so, and suddenly laughed out loud when he was happy, and then he noticed that Tang Ling turned his head and glanced at him, and then moved to the side.

Although she didn't say anything, Zhou Ke just felt Tang Ling's dislike for him.

Damn it!

Zhou Ke pursed his lips and continued to bombard his words aggrievedly: "No. 73, do you dislike me?" You're not curious why I'm laughing all of a sudden, are you? I'll tell you about ......"

……

"Click!"

The door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and he had been working for a long time, Meng Han, who was buried in the pile of documents, suppressed his violent temper, said viciously, and slowly raised his head to look over: "Meng Ling, I said ...... next time I open the door."

The voice stopped when she saw the slender figure standing in front of the door, Meng Han was stunned for a moment, and then quickly stood up, and before she could speak again, the man's cold voice rang out.

"I'm looking for my goods."

The warm and breezy voice seemed to be able to sweep away all the troubles in people's hearts as soon as they heard it, but the aura exuded by his whole person was diametrically cold.

Meng Han only felt a chill on her spine, she quickly lowered her head, and replied respectfully: "That experimental subject's loss of control can't be completely ...... yet."

"Don't think about playing tricks, Meng Han."

The voice that had just been a little away was close to her ears at this time, and before Meng Han could raise her head, she only felt a chill on her neck, and a few strands of hair hanging down her neck were neatly cut off, floating in the air with the wind, and a slender blood mark gradually became clear on her fair skin.

Meng Han's whole body froze in place, not daring to move, swallowed saliva with a "bang" in her throat, and the two fingers that were gently attached to the back of her neck were a little cold, which stimulated her scalp to tingle.

She had no doubt that with the slightest hint of resistance, those two fingers would kill her.

"This is a warning to you."

The warm voice dissipated with the breeze, the person's breathing breath finally left, Meng Han's legs were weak, and he knelt on the ground, like a fish about to die of thirst, Meng Han's chest kept rising and falling, and he breathed the calm air for the rest of his life.

The hand hanging in front of him gradually clenched into a fist, constantly exerting force, the bones "creaked", the face blocked by the hair showed a vicious hideousness, and a sense of humiliation began to breed with the gradually calming mood.

Why could this group of people snatch the results of her experiments so easily?

These guys were created by her!

What qualifications do they have to snatch away easily!

Just because she's 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 just a low-level manager?

No one wants to snatch the results of her experiment!

Just, find a way to make it get out of hand again.

Meng Han's eyes widened suddenly, she stood up suddenly, patted the dust on her body, cut her hair, picked up the information on the table, grabbed the phone on the side, dialed the number, and after the person over there connected, she smiled: "Hey, it's me." Interested in tasting the best of the best? ”

On the information in his hand, the latest situation of Zhou Ke and Tang Ling was clearly displayed.