Chapter 902 Longing for a Life

Den den den den.

Huaxi trotted out from the kitchen, looked at him and asked, "What's meaningless?"

She held a kitchen knife in her right hand, and held the half-cut bract in her left hand. Her face was slightly red, and she didn't know whether it was from being roasted by the fire or in a hurry.

I want to explain here that the kitchen in this room is in the living room, and the living room where you watch TV is actually a relatively larger bedroom. The two walls are as high as the mountain, and there are windows. The cold seeps in, and it is a bit cold.

Huaxi didn't understand the meaning of Jing Jiu's words because she really didn't understand anything now. The problem is that Xue Ji doesn't understand either. She looked at Jing Jiu, her black eyes were full of frustration and anger, she was as knowledgeable and wise as she was, she knew many languages, but she didn't know what he meant when he said such words.

Jing Jiu ignored Huaxi's question and Xueji's eyes.

As an autistic person, he now has good reasons to ignore the world and not be disturbed by it.

Huaxi pursed her lips, and walked out with a knife and Baocai.

Xue Ji stretched out her round little hand, snatched the remote control from Jing Jiu's hand, and switched back to the animation channel.

It didn't take long for dinner to be ready, a pot of nutrition cubes, a plate of hot and sour baobai, and a plate of pickles made of unknown ingredients.

"It's all the vegetables distributed on the street. I secretly heard from those aunts that the quality is better than the ones they bought before, and they don't cost money." Huaxi said with a smirk while filling the rice: "I also secretly took a jar of pickles. I really don't understand what people here think. The relief food is enough, why do they still eat vegetables?"

Jing Jiu sat down at the table, thought for a long time, and then said in a soft voice, "It seems to be...vitamins."

Huaxi handed him the chopsticks and said, "You can get multivitamins."

Jing Jiu took the chopsticks and started to eat.

Yes, now he also started to eat, not because his physical condition was too bad, but because he forgot that he didn't need to eat. Huaxi didn't know about this, and Xue Ji wouldn't remind him. As for Han Chan... when Xue Ji wanted to punish Jing Jiu, it always kept silent.

Jing Jiu ate very slowly, but fortunately he didn't eat much, it was more like a ceremony, and the dishes were very few.

Dinner was over soon, he slowly cleaned up the dishes, and then went to the kitchen to clean them carefully. The hot water in residential areas is collectively supplied, and they used to pay a token fee, but now it is used casually at this special time, so many families use it extremely wastefully, especially before and after dinner. There are many people washing dishes and bathing, so the water pressure is somewhat insufficient, and the hot water coming out of the faucet is as thin as a gossamer.

Huaxi sat back in the soft chair and continued watching TV. Xue Ji stretched out her small round hand and snapped her fingers silently. She didn't know what it meant, and the outside of the window became brighter. The birch trees as high as three or four floors shone, mixed with the snowflakes, and it was hard to distinguish them.

There is no internet in this room, only TV, the entertainment seems a bit monotonous, but Xue Ji is very satisfied. When she discovered that this is an information-based society, she found it difficult to avoid the eyes of the central computer, so she was so afraid that she dared to hide in the underground waterway. Now she understands that as long as you don't surf the Internet, don't inquire, and don't be curious, it's not difficult to cut off the connection with this world. It's even so simple that you only need to live 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 can the abyss look at you? Who are you?

There was an entertainment program on the TV. Two young idol stars who were very famous in the Scorpion Tail Nebula were wearing space suits and were floating in space at a distance of more than ten feet, trying to make the other party guess the words they saw by explaining. There is no air in the universe, so naturally there is no sound transmission. The two gestured desperately, which seemed particularly ridiculous.

Huaxi's flowers tremble when she smiles, Xueji's eyelashes curl when she smiles, Jing Jiu is washing the dishes, the picture is so warm.

At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.

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 Ji wouldn't open the door either.

These days, some enthusiastic neighbors from another building came to visit with potatoes and the like, but they ignored them, and got indifferent and weird comments from the residents of the community, as well as being quiet. They don't want this quiet life to be broken by any accident, not because they yearn for this so-called quiet life, but because they are afraid of death.

Huaxi is somewhat curious about the outside world and people, but now that she is as intelligent as a child, she will only listen to them completely.

The doorbell disappeared, and it didn't take long for it to ring again. There were knocks and apologetic words outside the frosty window of the balcony.

"Sorry for the interruption. My name is Eve. I'm a life management staff member in District 7. I'm currently working in the Department of Education. I'm currently undergoing secondary identity registration, and I need to fill in a form in advance... I heard your harmonica today, and I think you play it very well. There is a special training class in the activity center. Are you interested in participating? I left the registration materials and introduction at the door. If you are interested, just take a look."

The lady left after saying this, the sound of the soles of the boots stepping on the snow was very clear, and the sound of the car door closing was very clear.

Now the thickness of the snow is about three to four centimeters. Her height is about 1.64 meters, and her left foot is slightly bigger.

Jing Jiu also confirmed a lot of other information, but he didn't know why he knew these things.

Huaxi glanced at Xueji, then went out to look at Jing Jiu, and found that they didn't stop her, so she happily opened the door and brought in a file bag.

In the file bag, apart from the form for the second confirmation of identity, there are also several brightly colored leaflets and three registration instructions.

There are many interest classes in the Activity Center of the Department of Education, which are set up for different age groups and levels. With the extension of the closed period, these activities have not been affected, but have been carried out better and better. To put it bluntly, most of the mining complexes have now shut down, workers do not need to go to work, and many industries have also been affected. With the support of the government, people's lives are not too big a problem, so the next problem must be solved-what do you do when you are idle?

Those interest classes were varied, including many sports, and some very off-the-wall courses such as a crash course in novel technology, and there were many common courses such as music and art. Looking at those promotional pages, Jing Jiu was a little curious and a little uncertain and asked, "...but...is it okay?"

Xue Ji looked at this scene with a blank face, and confirmed that he was really crazy, not just pretending to be stupid.

Jingyang actually fell in love with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, isn't he crazy?

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After the variety show called "Silent Cry" ended, Huaxi went to sleep in her bedroom, which had a single camp bed.

Jing Jiu sat on the chair and hugged Xue Ji into his arms.

Xue Ji stretched out her round little hand and snapped her fingers soundlessly.

The light in the room gradually dimmed, and the light from the window on the heights of the birch forest also faded gradually in the following time.

Just like he doesn't need to eat, Jing Jiu doesn't need to sleep either, but now he has forgotten all the Taoism, can't meditate, feels that he needs to sleep, and actually learned to sleep. It's just that the feeling of not knowing anything while sleeping made him a little uneasy and scared, so he had to hug Xueji to fall asleep. As for why he was no longer afraid when holding Xueji, it should be because his subconscious still remembered that Xueji was the strongest existence in the world.

Xue Ji didn't like being hugged to sleep by him, and she didn't want to turn into melatonin by herself, but thinking of his subconscious respect for her, she didn't refuse.

The chilling cicada flew up and landed in front of the window, staring at the silent falling snow outside the window, very vigilant.

Xue Ji's hair was loose, it really looked like a little girl getting ready for bed.

In the middle of the night, Jing Jiu suddenly started to have a headache, his face was extremely pale, and his eyebrows and eyes were even distorted.

Xue Ji stretched out her small round hand and placed it between his eyebrows.

An unimaginable chill permeated the air.

Jing Jiu's expression gradually relaxed, and his breathing became more stable.

Drinking hot water can't solve this problem, and it's not the principle of using ice cubes to relieve pain, but using extremely low temperature to reduce the activity of particles and completely suppress the discharge of the brain.

Because of that chill, the room was as cold as ice, and the frost on the windows was stained from the inside to the outside.

The water droplets on the hot water pipes condensed into ice, connected into lines, and hung down into columns, which looked like a row of sharp swords.

Jing Jiu fell asleep again, his face still pale.

Xue Ji looked at him, her black eyes were full of pity and sympathy.

A person as strong as Jingyang is still so pitiful in this world.

How pitiful would it be if he became like him?

She looked down and landed on Jing Jiu's wrist, looking at the blue rope, wondering what she was thinking.

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The next morning, before dawn, Huaxi got up wrapped in a quilt, and said tremblingly, "Brother...brother...warm...gas...and...bad...bad...broken."

Jing Jiu didn't know what happened, so he thought about it seriously, looked at Xue Ji and said, "Please fix it."

Xue Ji was expressionless, thinking that even if I am omnipotent, do I still need to be a plumber?

Huaxi took a hot bath and finally felt warmer.

When Jing Jiu was washing his face, he saw those sword-like icicles on the hot water pipe, and wondered why they looked so familiar?

Today's breakfast is even poorer than yesterday's dinner, just two loaves of bread.

Jing Jiu looked at the coloring pages beside the table, was silent for a while, and suddenly said, "I want to learn the piano."

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(I like Life Stream the most, I want to shoot variety shows!)