Chapter 154 The Beginning of the Nightmare

My name is Qu Yi.

When I was five years old, my parents both died in an accident.

Because I was too young at that time, I can't even remember what my parents looked like now.

According to the police, they were both astronomers.

That day they were on a mountain road, preparing to investigate a meteorite crash site.

As a result, a girl suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of the car.

In order not to hit the other party, my father turned the steering wheel hard, but fell off the mountain road and died with my mother.

The video function of their dashcam happened to be broken, and the police judged the situation based on the shouts of the two people through the recording function.

But in the subsequent investigation, there was no girl on the mountain road at all.

They left the world for such a ridiculous reason, leaving me alone in this world.

After the police investigation and many media interviews.

I, who was only five years old, seemed to have become a hot spot in the city in an instant.

Countless people felt sorry for my situation, and under the guidance of someone who claimed to be "my relative", they began to donate money to me voluntarily.

There were even many self-media who claimed online that they would find someone to adopt me and find a new family for me.

Three months later, a new hot news appeared.

The media that had been reporting on my situation seemed to have forgotten me and rushed to report new events.

The "goodwill" that emerged from people was almost completely transferred within a few days, and no one continued to pay attention to my situation.

Those self-media who said they wanted to find someone to adopt me had no follow-up, as if I was just a tool for them to gain popularity.

The person who claimed to be my "relative" also disappeared from the Internet.

So far, I have not received a penny of money donated to me.

Just after these absurd three months, the government sent me to an orphanage according to the procedure.

I will never forget the name of this orphanage: [Tianjiang Orphanage]

From the day I stepped into the orphanage.

My nightmare began.

When the government staff sent me to the orphanage, a fat man with a ruddy face came to greet me.

According to the communication between the staff and him, I roughly knew that he was the director of this orphanage and a well-known philanthropist in Jiangcheng, named Chu Sheng.

He was chatting with the staff on the side, and for some reason, he suddenly stuffed an envelope into the hands of the staff.

The staff was still shirking with a serious face, and even scolded the director a few words.

But I don’t know what the director said.

After seeing the contents inside, the staff became silent.

He took the envelope and left, and before leaving, he also asked me to live well here.

When someone is willing to adopt me, or when I am ten years old, I can leave.

But I found out later.

There is no so-called adoption in this orphanage.

This is a cage, and we are all trading objects locked in the cage.

On the first day of admission, the director called everyone out to welcome me.

Each of them had a smile on their face, and they looked very enthusiastic and brilliant.

But I don't know why, I just feel that these smiles are very hypocritical, as if they are forced out.

And their eyes are filled with a feeling that I can't understand.

Obviously everyone is a child, but they don't have any small movements, and they all stand very neatly.

The dean took me to the dormitory, arranged a bed for me, and let me sleep by the window.

But I have been afraid of ghosts since I was a child. The monsters in those ghost stories like to lie on the window and stare at people.

As long as people fall asleep, they will crawl out and eat people!

So when I sleep, I never dare to lean against the window.

I saw that there was an empty bed next to me, so I asked to sleep in that bed.

Then the dean's expression changed.

On his fat face, indifference flashed.

Then he took me to a closed small room.

"Why did you disobey my order?"

This was the first sentence he said to me after entering the room.

I told the reason why I was afraid of ghosts, but the next second I was kicked to the ground by him.

"How dare you make excuses?"

He pulled me up from the ground, put me on the only bed in the room, and fixed my hands and feet with iron rings.

The iron rings were very narrow, as if they were specially made for children.

I couldn't break free from the restraints at all, and I didn't know what he wanted to do, so I cried.

But the next second after I cried, he pressed a switch.

I can't describe the feeling.

The electric current shuttled through my body, every inch of my skin began to tremble, and the pain spread throughout my body. This was a feeling I had never experienced before.

The severe pain made me cry louder.

But what followed was even more intense pain.

"The frequency and electricity here are specially made for you disobedient children."

He looked at me with a sneer, listening to my voice echoing in this closed room.

"If you are still going to disobey me, I will continue to punish you."

"Please remember that in this orphanage, I am the supreme god."

He said something I couldn't understand, and continued to release electricity.

Pain and fear enveloped me.

In the end, I cried until my throat was hoarse and I couldn't shed a single tear.

And I chose to give in, not wanting to continue to suffer this pain.

I knelt on the ground, crawled at his feet, and called him "Dean Chu" as he asked.

And promised that I would never disobey any of his requests in the future and would obey his every order unconditionally.

He then smiled, patted my shoulder, and let me out.

When I left the room, it was already evening dinner time.

All the children lined up neatly and stood honestly in front of the table, as if they were waiting for the dean to appear.

The dean took me to them and ordered me to stand in front of a table and wait for his order.

This time I finally understood.

The feeling in their eyes that I couldn't understand before was called sympathy.

"You can eat."

After the dean spoke, the others sat down and began to eat voraciously.

I also sat on the chair, looking at the few green vegetables in the bowl, half a moldy steamed bun, and a bowl of soup that looked like vomit, and I really couldn't eat it.

Even the nanny my parents hired to cook for me had never cooked such a meal.

I even doubted whether this could be called a "meal".

"Eat quickly." A small voice came to my ear.

It was a boy who was a few years older than me. His hairstyle was very strange. For some reason, he shaved both sides, leaving only a tuft of hair in the middle.

"If you don't finish it, Dean Chu will lock you up in a small dark room."

He showed a very cheerful smile, "If you don't have enough to eat, I can give you my dishes."

His smile was different from the forced smile of others. It was full of sunshine, as if it came from the heart.

And I also learned his name later.

Ke Liang.

I finished this "meal" with great difficulty and was arranged to go back to sleep.

It was my first time sleeping next to a window. I always felt like there were eyes staring at me outside the window, even though this was the second floor and there was nothing outside.

This was my first day in the orphanage.

I knew what insomnia was.