Strange Illness

He Yang met the very handsome boy that Luoluo had mentioned.

Tsk, what's so handsome about him? Other than being a little taller, there were also pimples on his face.

He felt that Luoluo's eyesight wasn't very good.

When he grew up, he would definitely be tall and handsome as well.

"Children, everyone return to your seats. We are about to start eating."

Sister Wang, whom Luo Luo was referring to, was wearing a chef's hat and an apron. She was holding a spoon with a wooden handle in her hand, and she was smiling as she organized the order.

However, He Yang noticed with his keen eyes that there were only thirteen children eating in the canteen.

If he remembered correctly, Ye Xing had told him at the beginning that there should be twenty-four children in the welfare institute.

Now, including him, there should be twenty-five.

Where did the others go? Did they not need to eat?

However, seeing Ye Xing run over to help distribute the food, he could only doubt this in his heart.

Today's lunch was rather sumptuous.

Potato beef, stir-fried shredded pork with green beans, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a radish rib soup.

"As usual, eat as much as you can. Don't waste it. Have you all washed your hands before eating? If you haven't washed your hands, hurry up and wash them, or use a hand sanitizer to clean your hands. Otherwise, you'll get sick easily. When you get sick, you have to take very bitter medicine! Big Zhuang, what are you hiding? I knew you definitely didn't wash your hands."

Ye Xing stood beside the dining cart, arms on her hips. She looked like a little adult.

"Ye Xing, I've washed them. Look, they're clean."

Big Zhuang felt wronged.

"Really? Of course, I believe you. But you have to listen to me. Wash them again and be a clean boy."

He Yang watched from the side and found it funny.

His seat was arranged next to Ye Xing's. He did not know who arranged this seat, but it was very much to his liking.

However, the person sitting across from him was a girl who looked like she had not washed her hair for many days.

She stared at the table without moving her eyes, like a wooden figurine.

He Yang's interest was piqued. He stared at her for a long time until his eyes were sore. To his surprise, he realized that she really had not moved the whole time.

At that moment, Ye Xing walked up to the girl.

She seemed to have gotten used to her behaviour. She placed both of her hands on the table and carefully wiped her fingers with a wet towel.

Even so, the girl remained motionless, allowing Ye Xing to fiddle with her hands.

"What's wrong with her?"

Ye Xing looked at He Yang in surprise, as if she did not expect He Yang to take the initiative to ask. She explained, "Her name is Thirteen and she has a strange illness. She will be like this every day before dinner. It's okay, after dinner, she will return to normal."

He Yang had a strange look on his face and his eyes widened.

There was actually such an illness in this world? It was indeed strange.

After Ye Xing placed the rice in front of her, the girl named Thirteen's eyes moved.

When Ye Xing stuffed the chopsticks into her hand, it seemed to send a signal.

She held the chopsticks tightly as if she was afraid that someone else would snatch it away. Her other hand quickly wrapped the plate in front of her.

With a speed that He Yang could not imagine, she lowered her head.

Before she could react, he realized that Thirteen had already finished the bowl of rice.

Then, thirteen's eyes became more lively.

It's like a person who just woke up and went through a buffering period.

"Ah, is it time to eat?"

Looking at the dishes on the plate in front of her, Thirteen looked very surprised. It was as if the incident where she finished a bowl of rice had never happened before.

He Yang was surprised to find that Thirteen's voice was very pleasant.

"Yes, it's time to eat. There's your favourite stewed beef with potatoes today. I'll go get more rice for you."

Ye Xing seemed to be used to it. She smiled and wrapped a napkin around her neck.

"Thank you, Ye Xing, you're so kind. I like you the most."

What surprised He Yang even more was that Thirteen, who had returned to normal, could still say such words.