Feng County, the First People's Hospital.

Today is the third day that Old Man Pu is in a coma.

Grown-ups are busy going back and forth.

Pu Xiatong shrank in a corner of the ward, quietly looking at the old man Pu who was still lying unconscious on the hospital bed.

"Gah-"

With a slight knock on the door, a tall woman who looked to be almost thirty years old pushed the door in.

Because the rest of the Pu family had their own things to do, and it was inconvenient for the elderly to stay in the hospital for a long time to avoid getting sick, the Pu family decided to send people to take turns to take care of the patients.

The tall woman is the second niece of Old Man Pu, and it is her turn to take care of the sick today.

She entered the ward, first went to tuck the quilt on the old man's body, and then when she turned around, she happened to see the little girl who had been looking this way.

She thought about it, and finally walked over and said to Pu Xiatong: "Are you hungry?" I'll go to the ugly group to order a takeout for you, see if you haven't eaten anything this morning." ”

Pu Xiatong did not speak.

When the tall woman saw this, she felt a little unhappy in her heart.

She had already learned the origin of this little girl from her cousin Pu Dongsong.

At the beginning, she also felt a little pity for Pu Xiatong, thinking that although the other party did not shed the blood of the Pu family, it was also a fate, and decided to treat this little girl well.

It's just that this little girl's temperament is too cold, and that little face has no expression all the time.

No wonder Pu Dongsong doesn't like her.

Remembering that Pu Dongsong had just arrived at the hospital three days ago, looking at Pu Xiatong's appearance with frost on his face, the tall woman suddenly pouted in her heart, and when she looked at Pu Xiatong again, her eyes seemed to be a little less hot.

She patiently continued to ask a few words, and when she saw that the other party still didn't answer, she also stopped thinking and walked directly out of the door, muttering in a low voice as she walked out: "I don't know if the old man can wake up, if there is a case, I don't know what to do with this little girl at that time, she really doesn't like it......"

The tall woman's voice was small, almost inaudible.

Pu Xiatong heard clearly.

Naturally, the avoidance revealed in this passage was also heard by her.

She pursed her lips rarely, and her eyes, which had always been unwavering, couldn't help but fluctuate slightly.

Outsiders don't like her, blame her for being indifferent, count her for not knowing the number of etiquette, and despise her for being slow and speechless, to a certain extent, their evaluation is actually not wrong, because when he was just born in this world, Pu Xiatong was indeed almost like a blank sheet of paper - except for those combat skills in the inheritance memory, other aspects were completely blank.

She needs to learn and adapt in many ways.

Because she has never had joy, anger and sorrow, she has to learn to distinguish between kindness and malice, and how to repay the kindness and malice given by others.

Because she has never dealt with people, she also has to learn how to socialize, learn to say "hello" when others say "hello", and learn to say "good morning" when others say "good morning".

Pu Xiatong learns things really quickly.

At first, she may have stumbled a little, but after the most unsettling first two days, she was able to have some simple conversations, and then through adult teachings and television broadcasts, she mastered a lot of basic knowledge in this world.

It's just that no one wants to wait for her to finish learning these things.

Before she could adjust to the complex environment around her, those people had already rushed to her unexpectedly, and she instinctively resisted the unfamiliarity that appeared in large numbers.

And this resistance later became a chasm that completely cut her off from the outside world.

At this time, everyone had already characterized her and labeled her as "Mu Ne's widowhood", and it was at this time that she began to feel disgust, dissatisfaction, disgust and other emotions, and the fiery power in her body began to rise wildly.

Fortunately, she has not lost her mind, and in the face of the surging growth force, she can always overpower the other party, because in this world, there are still people who are willing to watch her grow up slowly, and are willing to gently wait for her to adapt to this world.

The first person you see when you open your eyes, the person who teaches you how to use a spoon, the person who holds yourself to watch a cartoon together at night, the person who makes a wooden toy for yourself with a saw......

Compared with the single label that the outside world puts on him, Pu Xiatong puts much more labels on Mr. Pu, and the kindness and beauty, warmth and touch that the other party gives back are far richer than these labels.

Although this breeding emotion is very different from my own growth needs.

Thinking of this, Pu Xiatong's eyes gradually lost focus, and the thoughts in his mind began to fly wildly.

It's been a month since she came to this world, and she has accepted mixed information from the outside world, both in strength and personal mind, and she can naturally understand the extraordinary origin of herself.

Although the emotions that Old Man Pu brought to herself were beautiful, she knew very well in her heart that this emotion suppressed her instinct to grow.

What she needs is not truth, goodness and beauty, but spitting disgust and hatred.

When she experienced these negative emotions, she could clearly feel a throbbing from the depths of her soul, and every flesh and marrow in her body would also begin to glow with a subtle but real transformation at this time.

It's a subtle and surprisingly familiar transformation.

It was as if she was reliving a strange ritual of blood awakening.

Just as Pu Xiatong was in the fugue, her expression suddenly became sober, and the focus of her eyes, which had been spread out because of the fugue outside the world, condensed again.

The next moment, a male voice sounded a little too young in her ears.

"You're the anomaly that caused the burns in many children?"

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