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The time was about half past nine.

Ye Kong came out of the studio, stretching his wrists, and went to the activity hall to get an apple.

When I went in, I saw Ye Zhen.

His orange hair was very conspicuous in the dim light. He was leaning against the wall in the corner, looking down at his camera.

He looked up when he heard footsteps, and seeing it was Ye Kong, he immediately sat up straight as if by reflex, and watched Ye Kong walk over stiffly, then picked up an apple from the coffee table and walked back.

As she passed him, the girl paused noticeably and glanced sideways at him.

Ye Zhen's hair stood on end and his whole body became even stiffer.

Taking his reaction into consideration, Ye Kong smiled speechlessly, then asked casually, "What are you doing here?"

"..." Ye Zhen was silent for a few seconds, his stiff body slowly relaxed, like a deflated balloon, he leaned against the wall with his shoulders slumped, and said with his head down, "I really just came here to relax."

"The world is so big, why do you have to come to this shabby place like Huahe when you can go somewhere else to relax?"

Although he asked this, Ye Kong didn't seem to care about his answer. He threw the apple and stepped out.

Ye Zhen, who was about to answer, could only swallow his words and silently watched her back disappear at the door.

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Ye Kong walked back to the studio, biting the apple all the way.

When I turned a corner, I saw two children squatting together in the yard.

Her steps lightened and she bit the apple more slowly.

It was quiet at night, with the yard filled with the rustling of wind and the chirping of insects. Even though the children's voices were deliberately lowered, they were still clear enough.

"...Anyway, I don't think there's anything good. The Flower Box is better."

Ye Kong knew it was Xiao Zhi after just one listen.

Holding the apple that was almost eaten away, she took a step back and leaned against the wall, waiting to listen to his long speech.

"Can't you see?" Xiao Zhi squatted beside the girl, his tone full of seriousness and dedication, "Your parents are really poor, how can they afford to support you? Think about it, how much money have you spent on your illness since you were a child? I heard from my grandfather that the total cost of several surgeries and hospitalizations is almost a million, all paid by Eleven. But what about your parents? They still have to work hard to save up 20,000 yuan..."

He simply sat down next to Xiao Cao and said with a pout, "Even if we don't talk about the money you need to spend on your treatment, let's just talk about our daily life. Although the flower box looks tattered on the outside, the food and things we use are not broken at all."

"We like painting, so Grandpa bought us the best paints. You like carving, so Grandpa also bought you the best wood. He didn't feel bad if the carving was damaged. The teachers we hired were also very good. I heard that one class costs 500 yuan - all these are paid by the eleventh."

Xiao Zhi hugged his knees and looked up at the sky, his tone surprisingly calm: "Do you think that if you go back with your parents, you can still live like this? Can you still play with knives and wood?"

Ye Kong in the corner was holding an apple, still listening silently.

"Oh no, you can't say 'back' when you go to your parents' house, because the Flower Box is your home." Xiao Zhi turned to look at Xiao Cao who had been silent the whole time, "The Flower Box is home for all of us. Aren't you more insistent on this than anyone else?"

Xiao Cao lowered his head, not knowing what he was looking at. After a while, he slowly said, "I know, I'm just curious."

"What are you curious about? Are you curious about what kind of people your parents are? Or are you curious about whether they love you?"

Xiao Zhi leaned sideways, supported himself on the ground and approached her, and said softly, "Don't be curious, it's useless."

He whispered, "Just think about it, even someone like Eleven has come back - even someone as powerful as Eleven couldn't find what she wanted from her biological parents, let alone a fool like you."

Xiao Cao silently turned to look at him and said calmly, "Who are you calling stupid?"

When she turned her head, Ye Kong discovered that she was holding a small knife in her hand. The blade was very sharp, flashing an extremely cold and sharp light in the dim night.

Seeing the flash of the knife, Xiao Zhi immediately became scared: "I'm a fool."

Ye Kong: ...

"Anyway..." Xiao Zhi said again, "I don't think there's anything to be curious about."

"It's OK for others," he said. "For people like us who grew up in an orphanage, don't we understand? Parents won't give you love without reason."

"You were abandoned because of heart disease, I was abandoned because of asthma, and some children were abandoned because of autism, and because they were blind - they were abandoned because they were too poor, or because they couldn't afford to support the children, so they were sent to an orphanage for their own good...all of them were excuses."

The boy's tone was surprisingly cold, full of hostility that shouldn't be present at his age: "They love healthy children, obedient and sensible children, and even boys or girls - when we were still embryos, their subconscious had already put forward conditions for us, and if we cannot meet these conditions after we are born, their love will be greatly reduced or even disappear directly."

"Just like your parents," he said. "They abandoned you because of your illness many years ago, and now that you are healthy, they want to take you back - but are you sure you will always be healthy? If one day you get sick again because of a fever or a cold, how can you be sure that they won't abandon you again?"

The boy came closer and closer, and under the moonlight and dim light, his profile looked like a devil in child's skin.

"How dare you have expectations for the people who abandoned you? They don't love you at all. The so-called countless times they came to secretly see you are just lies. Who can prove that they really came? And you want to leave the Flower Box for such poor and lying parents?"

He spoke each word clearly, and with a cold threat in his voice: "Didn't we say before that as long as Eleven is in the Flower Box, the Flower Box will always be our home, and we will never leave here - what do you want to do now? Are you going to betray Eleven? You..."

Snapped--

Something flew over like a hidden weapon and hit the boy's forehead accurately.

He stood up suddenly with a cry of "Ouch!": "Who is it!"

He turned back fiercely, but immediately fell silent when he saw the person leaning against the wall.

"Ten, ten, ten... eleven!"

In the dim light, the girl standing by the wall folded her arms and looked at him from afar.

The upper half of her face was sunken in shadow, with the light illuminating only her snow-white jaw and pursed lips. Just one glance at her made Xiao Zhi's hair stand on end.

"I I I..."

"I haven't seen you for a while. You've become more and more talkative."

Ye Kong stood up lazily, walked over and sat down on the rocking chair.

The two children came over silently and stood in front of her. Ye Kong didn't even look at them, but asked, "What book are you reading recently?"

The boy was silent for two seconds and said, "The evolution of desire."

"anything else?"

“… the psychology of empathy, and the criminal mind.”

Ye Kong laughed: "You want to be a psychologist?"

The little boy lowered his head and rubbed the floor with the sole of his shoe, muttering, "Didn't you also study psychology?"

"Are you a follower?"

"I am."

"..."

Ye Kong looked up at the sky, speechless.