The second day.
It was still gray outside the window.
The inconspicuous black speaker beside the bed suddenly made a sharp and piercing sound.
The mechanical announcement sound kept emitting high decibels:
"Please arrive at school before 06:00 for five days of teaching."
"Please arrive at school before 06:00 for five days of teaching."
"Please arrive at school before 06:00 for five days of teaching."
...
The sound is endless.
Cheng Ye quickly pressed the power button.
The daughter was still asleep, with her head covered with a pillow and unwilling to get up.
Cheng Ye shook his daughter who was still sleeping: "Baby, it's time to go to school."
"Dad, I don't want to go to school." The daughter who was woken up turned over and stubbornly got under the pillow, trying to hide.
"No." Cheng Ye picked up his daughter like a kitten.
The daughter was sleepy, her eyes were half-open, and she was crestfallen.
She was in a daze for a while and shook her head.
"Okay dad, I'm up."
The voice was small and extremely reluctant.
Cheng Ye smiled, remembering that when he was a child, he didn't like going to school and would get into tempers. I didn’t think much about it, I just thought it was the nature of children.
My daughter sat obediently on the bed, feeling indescribably unhappy.
He helped his daughter tie her hair in a strange way and muttered: "We Xiaoxue must study hard so that we can be successful and have a better life in the future."
After hearing what her father said, her daughter suddenly opened her eyes wide and turned her head with a strange expression.
It seems to be saying silently: Dad, have you lost your memory again?
Cheng Ye noticed something.
The movements in his hands froze, and he turned his face to look at the speaker beside the bed.
This speaker seems to be welded to the bedside table.
Coupled with the prompt sound just now, it is more like an automatically set reminder rather than a self-set alarm clock.
"Is school compulsory?" Cheng Ye asked softly.
The daughter nodded listlessly: "Yes, Dad."
It seems there is a problem here too.
Cheng Ye sighed and continued to braid his daughter's hair. However, the job was too difficult, and he ended up with a four-dimensional braid.
But her daughter didn't dislike him at all. She happily walked into Cheng Ye's arms and said, "Dad, you are the best dad in the world."
The two quickly packed up.
For breakfast, I bought another burger at my daughter's request.
Wei Sheng'an acted as the driver and drove all the way to the school.
school entrance.
There are many parents like them who come to send their children to school.
These children are exactly the same, all have their own flaws, and they are all "monsters."
They lined up quietly with each other.
The school is a towering building.
It looks very new, like it was completed in the past few years.
The entire building is made of all glass, and it seems that there is only a small door that only one person can pass through.
It was pitch dark inside the door and nothing could be seen clearly, as if there was a monster swallowing everything.
The children walked towards the black door one by one in an orderly manner.
Cheng Ye hugged his daughter and followed the parents in line, while Wei Sheng'an stood beside him.
Wei Sheng'an stared at the door for a long time, then suddenly smiled and asked her daughter in a chatty tone: "Xiaoxue, what do you usually do at school."
My daughter is innocent and innocent: "When I make gloves, I have to finish 500 gloves a day. If I can't finish it, I will postpone the class until I finish it."
Cheng Ye: "..."
Wei Sheng'an: "..."
The two of them looked at each other.
"Do you make gloves every day? Don't you teach me something else?" Wei Sheng'an continued to ask.
The daughter thought for a moment: "Not every day, most of the time."
"We taught making insoles last semester."
Cheng Ye frowned: "Don't teach literacy and arithmetic? Even if you listen to music?"
The daughter frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "What is that, Dad."
Cheng Ye shook his head and put on a smile: "It's nothing, honey."
"How can children from poor families like us take quality classes like that? It would be good to learn a craft and be able to support themselves in the future." A parent nearby heard Cheng Ye's question and answered with self-deprecation.
Cheng Ye looked at the other party and agreed: "Indeed."
"Is your memory confused yet? I see you can't remember who I am." The man looked at Cheng Ye a few times, smiled kindly, and asked in an ordinary manner.
Cheng Ye was slightly startled and replied: "Yeah, I don't know why, but I can't always remember things."
"You've been like this for a long time." The man's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was remembering something: "You seem to have been like this since one day last year."
Cheng Ye didn't say anything, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
"Don't hold on." The man continued, patting Cheng Ye on the back: "Your daughter still needs you, go to the hospital when you have time."
"My dad has been to the hospital. There is nothing wrong with him. He is just too tired. Don't blame him." The daughter suddenly spoke, looking very protective of Cheng Ye.
Cheng Ye smiled and hugged his daughter tightly: "Xue'er, it's okay."
The man looked at Xiaoxue in Cheng Ye's arms and sighed: "Everyone is having a hard time, but your daughter is always smiling."
Even if it is a forced smile due to illness.
It will always be stuck on my daughter's face and cannot change.
But that is enviable enough.
Cheng Ye glanced at the people around him. Everyone was listless and frowning.
There seems to be no emotion in doing anything, as if he is numbly waiting for time to pass, waiting for the day of death.
Cheng Ye sighed.
Finally, the queue gradually reached Cheng Ye and his party.
There was a person who looked like a teacher in front of her. She had a serious face and mechanically sent a sign to Cheng Ye: "Your daughter did very well last week. According to this progress, she will be able to graduate and go to elementary school when she is seven years old."
Cheng Ye took the sign and nodded speechlessly.
He put his daughter down, and she had to walk the rest of the way by herself.
Even though he knew there was a problem with this school, he still couldn't do anything now.
When he finds the secret of this city, maybe he can let everyone live a truly happy life.
The daughter looked at Cheng Ye and suddenly lowered her eyes. She placed the small severed limb on Cheng Ye's lap, hugged him and said softly:
"I'm so tired, Dad."
"What did you say?" Cheng Ye bent down, but he didn't hear clearly.
The daughter raised a fixed smile and said cheerfully: "I said see you next week. Dad, you must miss me."
Cheng Ye touched his daughter's head and raised his eyebrows: "I will miss you."
Cheng Ye watched quietly as his daughter got into the wheelchair and walked inside.
The light was too dim and I couldn't see clearly after a while.
This dark passage seems to hide a huge unspeakable secret.
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PS: Last night, the handsome author accidentally knelt down when he opened King of Kings. He got angrier and angrier. As a result, today’s update is late. I bow to everyone.
(It’s not that I’m not technically good, it’s really because my teammates didn’t lead me.)
