"How old are you?"

"Twenty one."

"Oh, go to college."

Ji Rao pauses, "..." No

Li Zheng glanced at him. When he first saw Ji Rao, he thought he should be a student. It seems that I suffered some setbacks in my childhood

Li Zheng felt some sympathy for Ji Rao.

"Professor Ji didn't let you go to college?"

"Yes." Ji Rao never changed his face and said, "I jumped the grade last year, and now I am a master. He graduated from NTU at the age of 18

Li Zheng take leave.

Ji Rao has a low EQ, not a low IQ. Although a little out of group, the genes inherited from his parents are not for fun. If it wasn't for this doomsday, he might be able to take the exam safely and find a job with high salary.

They just walked for two days, sometimes the road was hard to walk, piled up a lot of obstacles, and had to let people down to move things. Ji Rao draws blood to Jiang Jiasen every day. His body is a little empty and his face is white. Sometimes he can't stand steadily. Li Zheng didn't ask him to come down to help move one.

Every day Ji Rao feeds Jiang Jiasen with blood after they fall asleep at night. Jiang Jiasen may have been locked up for too long. When he opened the trunk, Ji Rao felt that he was in low spirits for no reason.

"I can't let you out yet. You can live here. It's OK."

In order to avoid Jiang Jiasen's roar, Ji Rao sealed his mouth with tape and tied his body tightly with a rope.

Ji Rao draws blood to him every day, and almost all of it is the maximum dose. Although Li Zheng opposes him, he can't stop him.

After hearing what he said, Jiang Jiasen, who had been struggling, was really more comfortable.

Ji Rao touched Jiang Jiasen's bloodless face and his tentacles were cold. "Don't worry, it will be OK."

Suddenly a beam of light came, Ji Rao's pupil shrank and suddenly closed the trunk. The sound was especially loud in the dark.

"Who's there?"

Ji Rao turns around and carries the needle behind him. The light hits him in the face. Ji Rao's eyes are narrowed by the light.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll come out and go to the bathroom."

The man slowly approached, because he was photographed, and his eyes were still white and black. After slowing down, Ji Rao saw the man standing in front of him.

If he remembers correctly.

This man is Wang zhuoyao.

"It's you."

He can still remember the people who Li Zheng went to save himself.

Wang zhuoyao looked at the tightly closed trunk, and the flashlight was also taken.

"I came out to get a blanket. It was cold at night, but I couldn't find it."

Wang zhuoyao is still a little suspicious.

Ji Rao pursed her lower lip and said, "Why are you here so late?"

"Oh, I woke up suddenly and didn't fall asleep."

"It's too cold outside. Go back to sleep."

Wang zhuoyao definitely looked at Ji Rao for a long time, then nodded, "then you should go back to bed early, don't you still have a bad cold?"

Ji Rao nodded.

Wang zhuoyao turned and walked away. When he left, Yu Guang also glanced back. He was obviously not looking for things. Besides, he could not see that he had a bad cold when he heard him speak. But his face was too pale, like he had lost too much blood

When Wang zhuoyao left, Ji Rao let out a long sigh of relief. He clenched the empty needles in his hand, then took them apart and threw them on the ground, and then stepped them into the mud.

He put his hand gently on the trunk and didn't know what he was thinking.