[BL] Disabled Cannon Fodder has Dreams [Quick Wear]

1.4

Before Song Xi could digest this arduous task, he once again felt that life was so difficult.

    Song Xi couldn't eat.

    Sitting at the dining table, with chopsticks in his hand, there is only endless darkness in front of him.

    Yuanshen was used to eating by himself, and he already had a precise movement trajectory, so he wouldn't be happy to be fed like a baby, but Song Xi didn't, he even struggled to add vegetables.

    There was no conversation at the dinner table, and even the dishes and chopsticks were only slightly bumping. This is the so-called etiquette between big families.

    Song Xi couldn't hear any loud noises, and couldn't even judge the dishes by the sound, so he could only sit stiffly, trying to follow the original body's memory, picking up his chopsticks and reaching for the nearest plate.

.This is a plate of boiled broccoli sprinkled with only salt, cut into a size that can be picked up at will, and was placed in front of him by the servant who served it, very deliberately.

    Song Xi put down his chopsticks after taking two bites. He deeply felt that it was not without reason that the original body was thin.

    As soon as he put down his chopsticks, a cold voice came from his ear: "What? Is the food unpalatable?"

    The intangible overflowing exclusive aura in this faint voice, Song Xi blindly knows that this person is the male protagonist - Jiang Yun.

    Song Xi stood up: "No, I'm full."

    Another disgusted voice came from the left: "Hurry down when you're full."

    This voice belonged to the original father, the ruler of the Jiang family.

    Song Xi ignored him, eating with such a person was a little distasteful, he propped up the table and left slowly, and returned to the room according to the route he used to take.

.Not full, hungry, he could only sleep.

    Song Xi groped and lay on the bed. When he closed his eyes, it was darkness, and when he opened his eyes, it was darkness. The sound insulation in the room was exceptionally good, isolating all sounds from one wall.

    "System, do you still have tomato-flavored potato chips?"

    System: "No, only the cucumber flavor."

    Song Xi rolled around on the bed: "Bring me a pack to taste."

    As soon as he finished speaking, a food bag smashed into his face.

    "Fuck!" Song Xi slammed over and sat up, grabbed the potato chips that rolled down from his face and grabbed them in his hands, "Is it really potato chips?"

    The system didn't say a word, clacked, and was eating potato chips again.

    Song Xi unpacked the bag. It was really cucumber-flavored potato chips. It was delicious. It was better than Jiang's food anyway.

.Song Xi stepped to eat every day, and put it down after two bites. Then, under the indifferent eyes of the Jiang family, he continued to go back to his room and study Braille like reading a book. When he was hungry, he asked the system for snacks such as potato chips, bread and candy. Improve taste.

    After a few days, it was finally the night of Jiang Yun's birthday.

    Mrs. Jiang sent someone to get him a dress early in the morning, but Song Xi didn't wear it, and asked the system to point to a set of loose clothes that he didn't usually wear from the closet and put it on.