Thud, thud, thud.
Hua Xi trotted out of the kitchen and asked while looking at Jing Jiu, "What's meaningless?"
She held the kitchen knife in her right hand and the cabbage that had been cut in half in her left hand. Her face was slightly red; it was unclear whether it was because of the fire or because she was anxious.
It should be noted that the kitchen of this suite was in the living room, and the living room where Jing Jiu watched TV was actually a larger bedroom, with two walls facing the mountains and windows. The cold air seeped into the room, making it a bit gloomy and cold.
Hua Xi didn't understand what Jing Jiu meant; it was because she didn't understand anything at the moment. But the Snow Girl didn't understand either. She stared at Jing Jiu, her dark eyes full of frustration and anger. Even though she was knowledgeable and knew many languages, she still couldn't understand what he meant by saying such a thing.
Jing Jiu didn't pay attention to Hua Xi's question and the look in the Snow Girl's eyes.
As an autistic person, he now had sufficient reasons to ignore the world and not be disturbed by it.
Hua Xi curled her lips and walked out with the knife and cabbage in her hand.
The Snow Girl reached out her chubby hand and snatched the remote control from Jing Jiu's hand, turning it back to the cartoon channel.
It didn't take long for the dinner to be ready. There was a pot of nutrition blocks, a plate of sour and spicy steamed pork, and a plate of pickled vegetables made of an unknown material.
"They are all vegetables sold on the street. I overheard the aunties say that the quality of the vegetables is better than what they used to buy, and it's free." Hua Xi continued with a silly smile while scooping the rice, "I also took a jar of pickled vegetables secretly. I really don't understand what the people here are thinking. It's enough to have the nutrition grains; why do they still want to eat vegetables?"
Jing Jiu sat by the table and thought for a long time before he said slowly, "It seems to be … vitamins."
Hua Xi handed the chopsticks to him and said, "You can get the multivitamins."
Jing Jiu took the chopsticks and started eating.
It was true that he started eating now. It wasn't because his body was in a bad condition, but because he forgot that he didn't need to eat. Hua Xi didn't know about this, and the Snow Girl didn't want to remind her. As for Cold Cicada … it always kept quiet out of fear when the Snow Girl wanted to punish Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu ate very slowly. Fortunately, he didn't eat much. It was more like some kind of ritual, and there were very few dishes to begin with.
Dinner was soon over. He slowly cleared the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. The hot water in the residential area was provided collectively. In the past, it was used as a symbol of money, but now it was used casually during special times. Therefore, many families were extremely wasteful, especially when there were many people washing dishes and bathing before and after dinner, so the water pressure was somewhat insufficient. The hot water that came out of the faucet was as thin as a gossamer. Fortunately, his actions of washing the dishes were also appallingly slow, and his coordination was not bad.
Hua Xi sat back on the soft chair and continued to watch TV. Xue Gie stretched out her chubby little hand and snapped her fingers soundlessly. No one knew what she meant. It became brighter outside the window. The birch trees that were three or four stories tall were shining. They were mixed with the snowflakes and it was hard to tell them apart.
There was no internet in this room, only a TV. The entertainment seemed a little monotonous, but Xue Gie was very satisfied. When she first discovered that this was an information society, she felt that it was very difficult to avoid the eyes of the central computer. That was why she was so scared and only dared to hide in the underground sewer. Now she understood that as long as she didn't go online, didn't ask around, and wasn't curious, it was actually not difficult to cut off contact with this world. It was even as simple as living like most ordinary people on this planet.
When you stare at the abyss, the abyss will stare at you. If you don't look at it, how will the abyss look at you? Who the hell are you?
There was an entertainment program on TV. Two young idols who were very famous in the Scorpion Tail Nebula were wearing spacesuits and floating in space with a distance of more than ten feet. They were trying to make each other guess the words they saw. There was no air in the universe, so naturally, there was no sound transmission. The two of them were trying their best to make gestures, which looked very funny.
Hua Xi was shaking with laughter, and Xue Gie's eyelashes were curved. Jing Jiu was washing the dishes. The scene was so warm.
At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Jing Jiu was washing the dishes and didn't open the door. Of course, even if he didn't do anything, he wouldn't open the door, and Xue Gie wouldn't open the door either.
These days, there were enthusiastic neighbors who came to visit with potatoes and other things, but they didn't pay attention to them. They received strange and cold comments from the residents of the community and silence. They didn't want this quiet life to be broken by any accidents. It wasn't because they yearned for this so-called quiet life, but because they were afraid of death.
Hua Xi was a little curious about the outside world and people, but now that her IQ was like that of a child, she would only listen to them.
The doorbell stopped ringing, but not long after, it rang again. Outside the frosty balcony window, there was a knocking sound and an apologetic voice.
"Sorry to disturb you. I'm Eve, a staff member of the Life Management in the Seventh District. My current job is in the Education Department. Recently, I'm going through a second identity registration, so I need to fill out a form in advance … I heard your harmonica today, and I think it's very good. There's a special training class in the Activity Center. Are you interested in joining? I've left the registration materials and introduction at the door. If you're interested, you can take a look. "
After saying this, the lady left. The sound of her boots stepping on the snow was very clear, and so was the sound of the car door closing.
The thickness of the snow now was about three to four centimeters. She was about 1.64 meters tall, and her left foot was slightly larger.
Jing Jiu also confirmed a lot of other information, but he didn't know how he knew all of this.
Hua Xi glanced at Xue Gie, and then went out to look at Jing Jiu. Seeing that they didn't stop her, she happily opened the door and brought in a file.
In the file, other than the second identity verification form, there were a few colorful leaflets and three registration instructions.
There were many interest classes in the Activity Center of the Education Department. They were set up for different age groups and levels. As the closed period went on, these activities weren't affected. Instead, they were getting better and better. Speaking of which, most of the mining industry had stopped working, and the workers didn't need to go to work. Many industries were also affected. With the support of the government, people's lives weren't too big of a problem. Then, they had to solve the next problem — what were they doing?
There were many kinds of interest classes. There were many sports, and some very unconventional courses such as technical courses. There were also many common courses such as music and art. Looking at the leaflets, Jing Jiu was a little curious. He asked uncertainly, "Can … can I?"
Xue Gie looked at this scene expressionlessly. She was sure that he was really crazy, and not pretending to be stupid.
Jingyang actually liked the four arts. If he wasn't crazy, then what was?
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After the variety show named "Silent Scream" ended, Hua Xi went to her bedroom to sleep. There was a single camp bed in the bedroom.
Jing Jiu sat on the chair and held Xue Gie in his arms.
Xue Gie reached out her chubby little hand and snapped her fingers silently.
The light in the room gradually dimmed. The light shining on the birch forest outside the window also faded in the following time.
Just like he didn't need to eat, Jing Jiu didn't need to sleep either. But now that he had forgotten all the magic methods and couldn't meditate, he felt that he needed to sleep, and he actually learned to sleep. Yet, the feeling of not knowing anything while sleeping made him feel restless and scared. As such, he could only fall asleep while holding the Xue Gie in his arms. As for why he didn't feel scared while holding the Xue Gie in his arms, it was because he remembered subconsciously that the Xue Gie was the strongest being in this world.
The Xue Gie didn't like being held in his arms to sleep, and she didn't want to turn into melatonin; but she didn't refuse him when she thought of his subconscious respect for her.
Cold Cicada flew up and landed in front of the window, staring at the soundless falling snow outside the window vigilantly.
The Xue Gie's hair was spread out, looking like a little girl's hair before going to bed.
In the middle of the night, Jing Jiu suddenly had a headache. His face was extremely pale, and his eyebrows and eyes were a bit twisted.
The Xue Gie reached out her chubby little hand and placed it between his eyebrows.
An unimaginably cold intent spread out.
Jing Jiu's expression had gradually relaxed, and his breathing had steadied.
Drinking hot water couldn't solve this problem, and it wasn't the same as using ice cubes to relieve the pain. Instead, it was using the extremely low temperature to reduce the activity of the particles and completely suppress the discharge of electricity in the brain.
The room was as cold as an icehouse because of the cold intent, and the frost on the window spread from the inside to the outside.
The drops of water on the hot water pipe froze into ice, forming a line and hanging down into a column, looking like a row of sharp swords.
Jing Jiu fell asleep again, his face still pale.
Looking at him, the Xue Gie's black eyes were full of pity and sympathy.
Someone as powerful as Jingyang was still so pitiful in this world.
How pitiful would it be if she became like Jing Jiu?
Her line of sight fell on Jing Jiu's wrist. Looking at the green rope on his wrist, it was unclear what she was thinking about.
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In the early morning the next day, before dawn, Hua Xi got up while wrapped in the quilt, saying while trembling, "Big … Big … Brother … Melatonin … is … bad … again."
Jing Jiu didn't know what had happened. After some thought, he said to the Xue Gie, "Please repair it."
The Xue Gie was expressionless, thinking, "Even if I'm omnipotent, do I still need to be a plumber or electrician?"
Hua Xi took a hot bath and finally warmed up.
When Jing Jiu was washing his face, he saw the sword-like icicles on the hot water pipe. He was lost in thought, "Why do they look so familiar?"
Today's breakfast was even more shabby than yesterday's dinner, with only two pieces of bread.
Jing Jiu looked at the colored pages on the table and was silent for a while. Then he suddenly said, "I want to learn piano."
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(I like life style the most. I want to make a variety show!)
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