"Hiss... sounds like a ghost crying."
Ansheng shivered, grabbed a Coke and a straw from the fridge, took a sip, then walked out of the kitchen with a strange expression, looking at Shasha in the ship's lounge and asked, "Did you... bully her?"
In the lounge, Li Wenkang was making a pained face, huddled in the corner of the sofa with his hands covering his ears.
Shasha sat cross-legged on the sofa, the King of the Universe had turned into a blob of red matter, slumped on the floor, with only a wide-open mouth crying.
It wailed "Waa waa," and when it choked, it would re-form into a human shape, but once the air in its chest was expelled, it would collapse into a pool of fluid again.
"How did I bully her..." Shasha shook his head, patted the red liquid blob beside him, and said:
"She asked me where the rest of our kind were, and I honestly told her about the massacre, and she couldn't accept the whole story at once and became like this..."
