2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

In the ward with bright and clean windows, the breeze gently fluttered the white gauze curtains beside the window, and the atmosphere was quiet.

"This is the real me, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

Zhang Xixue opened her eyes and turned her head to look to her side.

She originally thought that the girl would be afraid of her, and it would not be surprising for her to become distant because of this, but what she met was a pair of concerned eyes.

Although Zhang Zitong shrank into a ball, his expression did not show much fear. Instead, he asked softly: "Sister Xixue, what happened to you this time...is it because those bad people came to take revenge on you?"

"Maybe." Zhang Xixue nodded, then thought of something and frowned: "I'm sorry for causing trouble to you."

"I don't blame you, this is not your fault."

Zhang Zitong shook his head slightly, then he thought of something and his face turned slightly red: "Actually... what happened this time is not all bad for me."

"Why?" Zhang Xixue was surprised this time. She didn't understand how this kind of thing could be good.

"If it hadn't been for this incident, maybe I...I...brother Yan wouldn't have been able to be together..." The girl became more and more shy as she spoke. In the end, her voice was as thin as a mosquito, and her face was even red to the roots of her ears. superior.

However, she lowered her head and failed to see that Zhang Xixue's expression fell into a daze for a moment, and even her face, which had improved slightly, turned gloomy.

"What...together?"

The little girl seemed to be still immersed in the joy of love. She lowered her head and spoke half coyly and half to show off: "I'm going abroad soon. I have a lot of things to do in the past few days, but I'm afraid If those people come to my door again, please ask Brother Yan to protect me, and of course he agreed..."

"...Didn't I celebrate my birthday early? Just last night, I was sleeping in my room. Brother Yan suddenly opened the door and walked in. He said to me: 'Since I have celebrated my 18th birthday, it is already my birthday." You're an adult.' I didn't know what he meant at the time, but later..."

When there are only people of the same sex present, girls are always particularly bold in talking about topics.

Whether it's junior high school, high school, or college, the topics in the girls' dormitory at night are always more exciting than those in the boys' dormitory.

Perhaps because he already regarded Zhang Xixue as his sister in his heart, Zhang Zitong became more and more excited as he talked. Even though he was so shy that his body was trembling slightly, he still held back and continued: "...Sister Xixue, do you know? ?Brother Yan is so scary. When he is the most...excited, his eyes will glow golden. It's so scary..."

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..."

Zhang Xixue's violent cough interrupted her next words. Zhang Zitong stood up suddenly as if waking up from a dream, hurriedly patting his back and giving him water. His little face was filled with apology: "I'm sorry, Sister Xixue, I accidentally... I shouldn’t have said this.”

Zhang Xixue lay back on the bed and waved her hands weakly, indicating that she was fine.

"That's right." After Zhang Zitong calmed down, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and his expression became cautious: "Well...Sister Xixue, you and Brother Yan..."

She didn't finish her sentence, nor did she need to finish it.

Zhang Xixue tilted her head slightly and forced a smile on her face: "He and I... have nothing to do with each other."

"Oh." Zhang Zitong sat back on the chair cautiously, and the atmosphere around him became a little awkward.

"He and I...haven't had much contact for more than half a year. I don't even know...if he considers me a friend."

Zhang Xixue didn't know why she had to add this sentence.

Is it because of a guilty conscience?

Or is it to convince yourself?

She actually didn't quite believe that Yan Muyun would really attack such a little girl, but she remembered what her mother said before.

"Have you been deceived by him? I feel like he is quite dishonest."

"You didn't see that just now in the corridor outside, he and the little girl were very close. They even kissed...The little girl looked so young, only 16 or 7 years old."

...

"Sister Xixue? Sister Xixue?"

The girl's soft call brought Zhang Xixue back to reality and blinked.

"Brother Yan actually cares about you. He originally thought he couldn't come in to see you today, and he specifically asked me to tell him about your condition when I get back." Zhang Zitong comforted.

"Yeah." Zhang Xixue nodded.

Sensing that the atmosphere was getting a bit wrong, Zhang Zitong's expression became a little annoyed, as if he was regretting why he said those messy things.

In the past, Zhang Xixue might have taken the initiative to find other topics to make the atmosphere less tense. But now she just wants to close her eyes, rest, and have a good sleep.

Just take a nap, as long as you fall asleep, dreams will filter out the turmoil of reality...

"Sister Xixue, do you want to rest?" Someone gently pushed her shoulder.

"Well, I want to... sleep for a while." Zhang Xixue opened her eyes tiredly.

Zhang Zitong moved his chair forward, closer to the hospital bed, and asked curiously: "Sister Xixue, can you stop sleeping now? I want to hear you talk about the bad guys you killed when you were a vigilante. Who are these people? They must be very hateful and have done a lot of bad things, right?"

Her behavior today was a bit strange. According to her original character, she would be very obedient and not disturb others when they asked to take a rest. But today, when facing Zhang Xixue, who had just recovered and was already showing signs of fatigue, she repeatedly brought up various topics to get him to talk.

The pale Zhang Xixue was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "The first person I killed was a rapist. That was five years ago..."

Perhaps in order to end it early and rest, she only used a few sentences to summarize each person, basically only talking about the gender of the prisoners, their approximate age, and what they had done.

"...The last person...was a girl who killed her friend with her own hands...not only had no sense of guilt, she even insulted and threatened the friend's mother afterwards...created rumors and slandered the person who saved her Friend of fate..."

Zhang Xixue coughed a few times and lowered her eyes: "She is not worthy of death...but I still killed her."

"Well done, this kind of scum doesn't deserve to live in this world at all." Zhang Zitong seemed to be infuriated, his face turned slightly red, and he waved his fist to show his support: "Sometimes, those who have committed serious crimes still It’s not necessarily the most hateful thing.”

Zhang Xixue did not respond. She seemed to be extremely exhausted. Her head was lowered, and her long ink-like hair covered less than half of her face.

Zhang Zitong seemed to have not heard enough of this kind of heroic story of punishing rape and eradicating evil. He leaned forward slightly, tilted his head and put his face in front of Zhang Xixue: "Is this the last person?"

Zhang Xixue had her eyes closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she didn't speak.

"Is this really...the last person?"

The girl's tone of voice was no longer lively and sweet as before, but became a little cold and twisted.