Chapter 1003 - I Can Hear Your Voice (2/2)

Chen Ge did not wish to make things so complicated, but if he made any noise, the drunkard would chase after him. Chen Ge did not want to deal with him, so he had to do this. Even after gesturing for a long time, the kids did not give Chen Ge any information. It was as if all they could do was humiliate and mock, gaining their reason for existing from that.

Just as Chen Ge prepared to give up, one of the children suggested a game, and Chen Ge volunteered to join. The leading boy was ‘kind’ enough to gesture at Chen Ge, saying that they wanted to play hide and seek. They would use rock-paper-scissors to decide who the seeker would be. All the children played paper, and only Chen Ge played rock. The children had obviously discussed this beforehand. They wanted to make fun of Chen Ge. They split up and started to hide, leaving Chen Ge alone in the corridor.

“These rascals, after I catch you, I will…” Chen Ge could not stop himself from grumbling, but he quickly caught himself. He looked around, and thankfully, no monster appeared.

I’ve gotten used to talking. It’s so hard to get used to when I need to suddenly keep quiet.

Carrying his backpack, Chen Ge was about to move forward when he heard some movement. It sounded like someone had accidentally knocked into a chair. The sound came from the direction where Chen Ge had heard the footsteps earlier.

Jiang Ming?

Chen Ge slowly walked down the corridor. He realized that one of the rooms was not locked. Pushing the door lightly open, there was a lot of Shui Horsetail Embroidery that was unique to Jiujiang in the room. Horsetail embroidery was a culture heritage going obsolete, so Chen Ge did not expect to run into so much of it there. Many colorful fabrics, knitting needles of varying lengths, and colorful threads were left on the table. The whole apartment building had a dim color palette, but this room was sunny and bright.

The bamboo chair is not by the table. Someone probably knocked into it earlier.

Chen Ge closed the door and looked around. The room was not big; there should be a senior living there because there was a pair of reading glasses among the knitting stuff and a walking stick leaning against the bed. The table was placed in the middle of the room, and there were two bamboo chairs around it, so there should be two people working there. The bedside table had an old man’s black and white picture. Underneath the frame was a eulogy.

“The tenant should be an old lady. This is her living space and her working space.” Chen Ge took a stroll around the room, but he did not see the tenant. “This room is bright and colorful, completely different from the other rooms. This place should be special to Jiang Ming. He feels warmth here.”

The tenant of this place must have been nice to Jiang Ming, but the problem was Chen Ge could not find this mysterious tenant. Chen Ge did not want to give up like that. When he conducted a second search, he heard some noise coming from the bedroom closet. Silently getting close to it, Chen Ge yanked the door open. A faded scent of mildew drifted into his nose. Chen Ge saw a boy about four or five hiding inside the closet. The boy was curled up in the corner. He was different from the others behind the door. The proportions of his face and body were normal.

“Jiang Ming?” Chen Ge asked softly. Hearing Chen Ge’s voice, the boy’s face took on an impossible expression. In this soundless world, someone had called his name!

After a temporarily pause, Jiang Ming recovered, and he nodded heavily!

The boy was not born deaf. In his memory, there is the impression of sound, so what happened to him?

Chen Ge knelt down beside the closet and started to study the young boy before him.