Hey! Leave my ex-boyfriends alone!

Since she moved into the single room, chatting has become a luxury, making her so bored that she can only sleep and daydream every day.

Maybe this is the difference without a mobile phone and the Internet. She has nothing to divert her attention. Apart from sleeping and staring at the wall, she can't do anything.

So at this moment, Xie Luo really wanted to chat with Qin Ke.

Giving chocolates was not only out of concern for Qin Ke, but also a small part of the reason was that she hoped she could say a few simple words to him.

Although such a request is presumptuous and even a little selfish.

But Xie Luo didn't want much, just a few words of conversation to ease his inner restlessness.

"What do you want to say?"

"Do you remember what happened to you before? What did you do before?"

"I remember now. It's nothing special. I just do things for others."

Qin Ke never forgot anything, he just became very slow due to "returning to childhood" and seemed to need someone to take care of him.

"oh oh."

Xie Luo asked a few more questions casually, and seeing that the time was almost up, he said good night to the other party contentedly, then lay down on the bed and prepared to sleep.

She had never doubted Qin Ke's identity.

For Xie Luo, who didn't know the truth, Qin Ke's current situation was the same as hers. This situation even made the isolated and helpless Xie Luo feel more intimate and dependent on Qin Ke.

When people are in trouble, they always want to find a companion to comfort themselves.

In the next few days, Xie Luo would always have a brief chat with Qin Ke late at night.

After Qin Ke got used to it, he would reply more often, and later they would even talk about many things. What started as a shallow chat gradually turned into an in-depth chat.

But most of the time, Qin Ke was listening and Xie Luo was talking.

Qin Ke doesn't have a strong desire to express himself, and sometimes he even gets tired of talking, but when it comes to Xie Luo, he doesn't feel bored.

Maybe it was because Xie Luo talked a lot and frequently, and Qin Ke had gradually gotten used to it, or maybe... Qin Ke's feelings for Xie Luo were no longer as simple as before.

In Xie Luo's detailed and dense words, Qin Ke could always feel something different from her, that is a very abundant emotion.

Xie Luo would scold the head of the prison, complain to him about how bad the food was, and even tell him what kind of dream he had, or that he had dug the hole in the corner a little bigger today.

What she said was trivial but very interesting.

Of course, what is interesting is not those things, but the person Xie Luo.

Those apparently trivial and ordinary things seemed to be given great significance in her mouth, and she could always make them into something very interesting.

Gradually, these words condensed in Qin Ke's heart, and seemed to add a lot of color to him.

He gradually spoke more, and his originally dull eyes gradually took on some other colors.

Qin Ke began to become more than just a monotonous person, he gained color from Xie Luo.

In fact, Xie Luo didn't do anything. All she did was chat and accompany him every day without fail.

Because she was also very bored, and apart from Qin Ke, she could never find anyone who could really listen to her.

For a moment, her relationship with Qin Ke actually became quite close.

The change in their relationship was so subtle that neither of them noticed.

Companionship and chatting, the emotions returned are often two-way.

Wu Yu recently noticed Qin Ke's abnormal behavior and even remained silent about it.

Because when Qin Ke had his blood drawn before, he was always silent and had no reaction, as if he was in a daze.

Wu Yu likes Qin Ke like this because it makes it easier to do experiments.

But Qin Ke has changed a lot recently. He no longer stares blankly at one place. Instead, he stares at the person who draws blood for him and asks some strange questions.

"Do you know what a thin dog is?"

"What's for dinner in the cafeteria today? Corn and potato porridge again?"

“Why do we eat corn and potato paste every day?”

"Has anyone ever called you a bad name?"

"... ...Did anyone tell you that your blood drawing skills are actually terrible? Why don't you practice more? The worse you are, the more you practice."

Whenever they encountered such a problem, the blood-collecting personnel would be very troubled and would ask Wu Yu for help, hoping that he could control this talkative killer.

Even if you can't control it, please answer these weird questions and don't always bother them with them.

“… ….”

Wu Yu signaled the person who was taking the blood to leave, then he raised his glasses and sat next to Qin Ke: "You seem to be talking a lot lately?"

He wrote and drew on the report, and finally came to a conclusion based on his extremely high IQ.

"We clearly haven't taken blood from your head. Could it be that because we've taken too much blood recently, it has caused some damage to your brain?"

"It seems that I need to take some time to give you a brain examination."

"why?"

Qin Ke subconsciously asked the reason. When he realized what he had done, he blinked his beautiful eyes and Xie Luo's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind.

Sometimes she would see Qin Ke coming back from outside. The new experimenter was not very good at drawing blood, and when he gave Qin Ke an injection, he would often leave Qin Ke's arm with a purple bruise.

When Qin Ke came back, he had to press the cotton swab himself. The purple marks on it were shocking and looked terrible.

No matter how good Qin Ke's healing ability is, it is difficult to see results in a short period of time for such a small wound.

The bruises were not serious wounds, they just took time to heal.

It healed, but it still looked horrible.

What's more, Qin Ke has to draw blood every day. When the old wound heals, a new wound will cover it, which is a vicious cycle. It is impossible for the wound to heal at all.

So, that night Qin Ke listened to Xie Luo scolding the experimenter all night long.

The girl's voice was bright and moving. Even though Qin Ke couldn't see her face, he could immediately imagine her expression at the moment.

"Are the people here any good? They prick you like this every day. It hurts me just looking at it, and it must be even more painful for you."

"I give up. Not a single day has looked better. If you have vegetables, practice more. If you can't practice, eat more vegetables. Don't treat yourself as a test subject every day."

Xie Luo said a lot of things that day, but Qin Ke only remembered the word "dish", so he practiced it more.

And today, Qin Ke bravely used this word.

"Because you might affect the quality of the samples produced in the experiment."

"Oh."

"Now I have time, I can give you a brain examination."

"Oh, what's for lunch?"

"... ...?"

Wu Yu frowned, not quite understanding, but still found someone to ask, and then answered Qin Ke's question seriously but not understandingly: "Nutritional meal."

“What is a nutritious meal?”

"It's probably the corn and potato paste you just mentioned."