The Return of Gratitude Volume 2

Two days later, he was taken to the Institute of Psychology of a well-known university, finished all the paper tests and sandbox games, and finally lay down in the MRI machine under the kind eyes of expert testers who couldn't see any clues.

Hei Ten was not wrong, there were indeed bloody scenes in the screen played to him, sandwiched in a bunch of kawaii cartoon pictures and landscape pictures, but the bloody scenes were not too bloody, probably because they were all underage, and It may be that he himself thinks it's just pediatrics, and he already vaguely knows that such a reaction is not what those experts want.

After returning from the research institute, Hei Shi is still under confinement. Although some boys in Nanyuan believe that even if he is confinement, no one can stop Hei Ten from going wherever he wants to go, but he does not want to spend his precious energy on crossing the blockade like Hei Ten did. on-line.

Are you really going to accept your fate?

He waited to be notified for a second assessment. The first week passed. A boy in Nanyuan fell from the balcony of the dormitory. The entire orphanage was extremely busy. The second week passed and Black Ten ended his confinement period. , However, the second evaluation that should inevitably come has yet to wait.

Finally one day, he was called to the dean's office, and he was fully prepared. However, when the double oak doors opened, he saw a young couple standing up from the sofa and sending him a soft and urgent message. eyes.

He recognized the meaning of that look in an instant, and before the dean opened his mouth, surprise had already swept over him.

Packing up in the dormitory and taking out clothes from the cabinet, the life teacher smiled and said that it was unnecessary: ​​"Why don't you bring some small things as souvenirs, such as photos, birthday gifts and so on."

The teenager looked around at the clean and tidy one-room cabin. There were a row of photo frames hanging on the wall, and a crystal globe on the desk. He didn't want to take any of them away.

There was a telescope by the window, and he walked over to it. The lens of the telescope was facing the tall observation tower standing between the South Garden and the North Garden.Today, there are still many bigwigs coming to the observation tower, drinking champagne with a happy face, and commenting on the children playing in the courtyard.But that doesn't include him anymore.Adoption and adoption, for them living in the orphanage, is like one in the sky and the other in the ground.He removed the telescope, found the largest backpack, put the parts in it, put the backpack on his back, closed the door, and went downstairs to the courtyard.

After walking around the wall separating the South Garden and the North Garden, I found what I was looking for.He knelt down, stroked the hidden dots and horizontal marks at the base of the wall, and fell silent in his heart.

- Live the life you want.

After erasing all the Morse code, he got up and went to the library.

As expected, Hei Ten was there, sitting on the windowsill of the arched window when they met last time, overlooking the courtyard below.

"How did you do it?" he asked him standing between the bookshelves.

"Remember what I told you, they are all independent third-party evaluation agencies. The evaluation results will be sent to the orphanage and sent to the guard room. After the guard Mr. Miller signs it, he will call the dean, and then Bonnie will Go to the guard room to get the letter." Hei Shi looked under the window and wrote lightly, "There are loopholes everywhere."

"Then you must have time to forge documents, too."

"The evaluation results are all electronic printouts in a fixed format, which can be completed in less than 10 minutes with the library's computers and printers. Besides..." The young man shrugged blankly, "It was a chaotic day."

Bai Shi knew exactly what that was referring to: "How did you make him fall off the balcony at that time?"

"As long as I think about it, there is nothing I can't do." Hei Shi turned his head, his amber eyes shining brightly in the sun, "Congratulations, you are a perfect genius from now on. After you go out, remember to Live like an angel," the boy tilted his head and smiled slyly, "because that's how I falsified your evaluation results."

Many years later, as an investor in the orphanage as An Jiamian, he got the psychological evaluation result that Hei Shi forged for himself back then. Sitting under the arched window of the library, he unwrapped the coil of the envelope one by one, and pulled out the In that assessment document, the sun cast the familiar large golden and short light gray on the document in black and white, he squinted his eyes, held a soft seven star in his hand, and read line by line carefully——… Quiet type , steady personality, gentle temperament, good at restraint, sensual and sympathetic, low degree of concealment... I can't help laughing, I really am an angel.

But I'm a little different from what you imagined.

I have no friends, never loved anyone, never hated anyone, not happy, certainly not sad, always looking for exciting things, but all exciting things are short-lived, don't want to interact with people, try to make myself and others believe that It's because I don't have the patience to wait for them to be smart, and they don't seem to have the patience for me to be dumb.But it's actually because I don't want them to know this secret that you have hidden.

Occasionally, some people think that I am a devil, and plan to kill me, but for most people, I am an angel who thinks about the welfare of small animals, just like you expect, with a shining body.

Holding the soft seven star with his slender fingers, he put it to his mouth and smoked lightly, as if kissing, then put the burning smoke on the corner of the page, watching the document turn to ashes little by little in his hand.

Hei Shi disappeared at the age of 14, taking nothing with him except a telescope.He stood up and opened the window, and the sounds of children playing and playing could be heard clearly as if they were surfacing.The observation tower of the orphanage is still there, as are the bosses drinking champagne, only the courtyard walls of the South Garden and the North Garden have been demolished.

He left the library and came to the former courtyard wall, where there was still an old banyan tree, which was the wishing tree for the children in the orphanage. It belonged to those friends who love art, love music, and are really sentimental, but it did not belong to him. .In his dictionary, a wish is just a desire in one's heart, an obsession that arises when one cannot achieve it with one's own efforts, and it is a symbol of fragility.

He pulled out his Swiss Army knife and carved dots and horizontal marks on the trunk-I owe you, come to me.

Hei Shi never came to look for him, he was not even sure if Hei Shi was still alive, he just felt too lonely and wanted to talk to someone who could understand him.Hei Ten didn’t know that he had another secret. He could understand the language of animals. From a linguistic point of view, animals don’t have language. He could only understand what they expressed when they communicated. Can't understand his words, they are always just talking about themselves.

So what is the use of this broken talent, he can't figure it out.Until later, the puppy who could only understand his speech was found in the stray animal shelter.

Hei Ten, do you know, this is the only one, if you ask him if he doesn’t regret it, he will say “I don’t regret it”, and when I come back from winning the championship, he will flatter me and call me “the best”, ask him How to pronounce the word kidnapper, he will read it to you, that is called "kidnapper"...

Is there any mistake? At that time, he was lying on the bed, looking at the pup who was sleeping soundly in the kennel at the foot of the bed. Was such a powerful special ability just to meet you?What's the difference between shooting flies with a bazooka?

As for the later plot, it unfolded a little bit mysteriously. He looked at the Morse code engraved on the tree trunk and snapped his saber. That Stubby turned into a human and came to me, but I didn’t recognize him.

His mind is like a huge warehouse, all people, things, and things are stored in their proper places in categories - family members, subordinates, teachers, partners, competitors, lovers, friends, similar... Of course, the last two or three shelves are still empty, and the same kind of shelves may always only have black 11 players.

It seems that there is nothing that cannot be placed.Stubby was the first exception.

When he was studying in the United States, he often fell asleep on the desk in the middle of the night. Once he had a dream, dreaming that he brought Stuby to the shelf of "sundries" and ordered the pup to go up. The little curly voice protested immaturely , he bent down and put the guy on the shelf, and the little curly hair jumped off, fell to the ground and rolled in a circle, not following him.

Shen Che is the second exception.

It didn't seem right to put it anywhere, and in the end the wheat roll boy has been happily playing tennis in his warehouse.

Every time he went into the warehouse to find something, he could see Stouby running around and tennis balls flying around.When dealing with the business of the group was very tiring, Stubby would bite his trousers, and Wheat Roll would come to bother him: "Senior, please help me figure out this advanced math!"

He didn't know what he thought of Stubich, but he knew how he wanted the other party to see him, not a savior, not a gentle big brother.

In the restroom of the gymnasium, he didn't really give up the little golden retriever. He was shaken, but he didn't tell him that the purpose of hiding the Wetland Park plan from Shen Che was to make him believe that he was being used.Because this is more like the real An Jiamian than the boy who took him away from the asylum, or the big brother who patiently taught him lessons under the lights of the tennis court.

If there is such a person in this world who knows his dark secret, but is still willing to get close to him and rely on him...

He looked up at the tall old banyan tree, with his palm on the trunk:

"I hope that person is Shen Che."