Chapter 408 - 341: So Hungry...
"I didn’t see anything... didn’t see anything... Waaaah..."
The little girl, her eyes shut tight, suddenly burst into tears and began talking, as if in a dream.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong. Please don’t lock me up, okay? ...Waaaah..."
"I’m not a monster..."
"Don’t lock me up..."
"Don’t..."
Listening to the little girl’s murmurs, everyone’s feelings grew even more complicated.
’What kind of hidden story is behind all this?’
’It seems like she’s been abused?’
’So is she a victim too?’
But after muttering a few sentences, the little girl fell silent again.
With her eyes still closed, tiny teardrops clung to her long eyelashes at the corners of her eyes, a heartbreaking sight.
Wen Ying reached out, took the little girl’s arm, and pushed up the long sleeve. She discovered her arm was covered in small, dark, scar-like dots, packed closely together.
They looked like they had been there for many years.
Closing the room’s door, Wen Ying turned on the light.
She just sat there quietly by the little girl’s side.
Night fell, and the little girl finally opened her eyes. The moment she did, she reflexively jumped up and scrambled toward the corner of the room.
But when she saw the person sitting by the bed, she froze.
’This human sister... why is she still here?’
’Didn’t I eat her?’
The little girl tilted her head, not understanding what was going on.
’This human sister is pretty. Her eyes are sparkling as she stares at me. I can’t understand the emotion in them, but it doesn’t look like she’s going to hit me, does it?’
They stared at each other for over ten minutes.
"Sister, why are you still here?"
"Are you hungry?"
The little girl, who hadn’t reacted much until then, was stunned by the question. "Hungry..."
Before another word could leave her lips, a huge pile of... appeared on the bed.
’It’s probably food, right?’
Bread, potato chips, sandwiches, yogurt, cookies, instant noodles, Wang Zhong Wang sausages, dried tofu, and jelly.
"Th... These..."
"They’re for you to eat."
The little girl didn’t even have time to ask any questions. A hunger deep in her bones made her instantly grab a loaf of bread and start gnawing on it.
In less than half an hour, the huge pile of snacks on the bed had all turned into trash.
The little girl beamed as she looked at the pile of wrappers. "That was so delicious, thank you, Sister!"
When she came back to her senses, she remembered something. ’Why is Sister still here?’
’Why would this sister give me so many delicious things I’ve never eaten before?’
’My stomach isn’t stuffed, but I’m not hungry anymore.’
’I probably won’t eat this sister for now, right?’
The little girl’s expression turned cold. "Why did you give me so much good food?"
"You should go. Don’t come looking for me again."
"Why are you still here?"
"Hurry up and leave!"
But then, her voice grew much weaker, thick with grievance. "If you don’t go, I’ll eat you when I get hungry... You’re the first sister to ever give me so much good food, and the first one who’s still been this nice to me after I ate you... I don’t want you to die in my stomach..."
The little girl hung her head and sat down in the corner again.
She didn’t look at Wen Ying, her entire being suffused with an aura of sadness.
"Aren’t you afraid of being eaten by me?" The little girl truly didn’t understand what this human sister was thinking.
’Why isn’t she moving? Why won’t she leave?’
"I am. But I’ll die if I leave this place, too. Can you do me a favor?"
"What is it?" the little girl asked, pouting. "You’d better be quick, Sister. Otherwise, I’ll get hungry again soon, and I won’t be able to control myself... I’ll eat you..."
’Why are you afraid to go out? Why do you like sitting in the corner?’
’Did someone bully you?’
’Who were the people who bullied you?’
These questions ran through Wen Ying’s mind, but in the end, she didn’t ask a single one.
"Do you know about the head nurse?"
The little girl stared at Wen Ying without answering, just looking at her. "Is she very important to you?"
Wen Ying nodded. "What happened to her is very important to me."
"I know she’s the mother of the cafeteria’s cockroach monster, but who is her husband? Who is she most afraid of in this place?"
The little girl looked at Wen Ying, then suddenly got up and pattered away. From a hollow in the wall, she took out a small notebook, lay down on the floor, and began to write earnestly.
"I can tell you, but you must not tell anyone else. The head nurse is actually very pitiful. She doesn’t have a husband... but I can’t tell you whose child the cockroach is. If I do, I’ll die."
"Then where is the director? Why have I never seen the director since I got here? Do you know about a last will?"
At Wen Ying’s words, the little girl’s body trembled, and she stopped writing.