Nightmare Attack

Every child received a gift, but Jiang Cheng's attention was not here, but the bag in No. 10's hand.

After distributing gifts to the last child, No. 10 folded the bags in his hands and put them away carefully. Then he held a child in one hand and No. 4 was riding on his shoulder. The group went back talking and laughing. .

Doesn’t this No. 10 have a gift for himself?

There was a tingling sensation in his mind for a moment, and Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that this No. 10 was somewhat familiar, but it only felt for a moment.

The next moment, it was diluted again, as if it had never been thought of before.

Jiang Cheng followed the children, and it could be seen that going out to play with their husband's permission was definitely a luxury for them.

This number 10 carries the hope of all children.

Standing behind him, Jiang Cheng silently looked at No. 10.

He was not the tallest, a little chubby at best, and was inconspicuous among a group of older children. But at this moment, he was surrounded in the middle, and he seemed like the older brother of these children.

After receiving the gifts, the children took the gifts with satisfaction and returned to their rooms one by one.

The younger children were obviously closer to No. 10. After the thin and skinny No. 4 jumped off No. 10, he stretched out his two hands very affectionately and rubbed No. 10's face.

No. 8 held up his little hammer and ran into his room happily, like a deer.

Number 10 sent them back to the room one by one. Everyone turned around and said goodbye to him. Number 13 stood in front of the door. His gift was a deck of cards.

Holding the cards in his left hand and holding No. 10's hand in his right hand, No. 13 raised his head and just looked at him, seemingly relying on him and not wanting to be separated from him.

In the end, No. 10 squatted down, touched his little head, and said something. Then No. 13 reluctantly let go of his hand and went back to his room.

Jiang Cheng stood not far away, watching all this silently, with a vague envy emerging from the bottom of his heart for these abandoned children.

After sending the last child back to his room and closing the door, No. 10 walked back to his own room.

The door has the number 10 written on it and the room is unlocked.

Compared with other children's rooms, room No. 10 is simpler, without any decorations, only an iron bed covered with blue and white sheets.

The iron bed was fixed to the ground and seemed very solid.

After walking back to the room, No. 10 walked slowly and stooped slightly, as if all his energy had been drained away.

He slowly walked to the bed, sat on it, put his feet back, bent his knees, put his head on his knees, and curled up.

Hugging his legs, staring at the wall, motionless.

It seemed like he was in a daze, or like a stray dog ​​on the street.

Only the back of Jiang Cheng was left outside the door.

The lonely scene and the laughter and laughter before formed a very strong contrast, as if everything just now was an illusion.

There are no such children at all, they are just a figment of No. 10's imagination to comfort himself.

"Zhiqua——"

There was wind blowing from a strange direction, and the iron door swayed slightly, making a friction sound. No. 10 seemed to suddenly sense something, turned his head, and happened to see Jiang Cheng standing by the door.

Strange to say, he followed him all the way, but No. 10 didn't even notice him, and those kids didn't seem to have any intention of reminding him.

Jiang Cheng felt like an unknown ghost, wandering around this orphanage full of stories and secrets.

There was a strange mist on No. 10's face. He couldn't see clearly, but he could feel that the moment No. 10 saw him, his originally dim eyes lit up, "Zero?"

He stood up from the bed with a grunt and asked in a joyful tone: "Why did you come out? Sir, didn't you?"

At this point, he suddenly stopped, and then, as if he realized something, he immediately shrank his neck and lowered his voice: "You were the one who sneaked out again, right?"

Jiang Cheng thought for a moment and realized that he had indeed escaped, so he nodded and said, "Yes."

But at the same time as this voice came out, an icy chill instantly enveloped him, "Why did this voice change?"

His voice became different from before. It was no longer flat and cold, but a baby voice, which even sounded a little cute.

It's a child's voice

He seemed to realize something. He stretched out his hand and focused on his arm. Slowly, the strange gray mist seemed to subside a little.

how so? !

The arms are thin and short. They are obviously the hands of a child, probably no more than 6 years old.

Has he traveled through time?

Has he traveled through the body of a child, or is this his body at all, and he is just recalling his lost memories?

Just as he was thinking, a hand was placed on his head, and then he rubbed it, "Phew——, forget it this time, you have to be more careful next time, you know, Zero?"

"Come." No. 10 took his hand, walked towards the bed, lifted the mattress, and there was a rolled up bag hidden in a corner under the mattress.

No. 10 carefully took out the bag. The bag was tightly wrapped, layer by layer, but the volume was very small, even smaller than a normal pencil case.

Holding the bag, No. 10's tone became happy, "I originally planned to give it to you on your birthday, but I didn't know you could sneak out today, so I didn't prepare a gift for you, so I'll give it to you in advance! "

"Happy birthday, Zero."

Slowly opening the bag, the feeling is very soft, but not the elastic softness of a doll;

When Jiang Cheng saw the gift clearly, his fingers trembled suddenly.

Wrapped in layers, there were just two small bags of coffee.

It's instant and very cheap. It used to be retailed in convenience stores on the street for one yuan a piece. Not long ago, the price just increased.

In Jiang Cheng's vague memory, he only drank this kind.

Not just because it’s cheap, but because I’m used to it. I don’t know when it started. It’s a habit.

No. 10 looked at him, and then seemed to have thought of something. His voice was lowered for a moment, and he squatted next to him, as if telling a secret, "Zero, I overheard the conversation between Mr. and another person once." , they say you are different from us."

At this point, No. 10 scratched his head and said in an incomprehensible tone: "They say you come from another world. The reason why they call you Zero is because you will represent the beginning of a new era, starting from nothing."

"They also asked you for the key, saying that only you can open the passage to another world." No. 10 said in an ignorant but serious tone: "Through a door."

"After the two worlds are completely integrated, all of us will no longer be aliens and no longer need to hide in dark corners to live."

"We will become the only gods of this new era."