My Rabbit "Mr"

Ao Bing opened his eyes, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to scratch the back of his neck.

Through the sea blue hair, one can faintly see a terrifying red and black mark, like a scar left by a fire.

Three-year-old Ao Bing sat on a metal bed covered with clean white sheets, dangling his legs.

He is awaiting today's test.Whether it is a study test or a physical fitness test, he has always been the first.Because a researcher told him that as long as he remains number one, his parents will come to pick him up and he will be liked and loved.

He was different from those kids, special.

Ao Bing could remember everything from the first time he opened his eyes, including the origin of the string of characters on the back of his neck—a little tingling, but bearable.

"The test is about to start, come with me." A researcher in white walked in with a tablet.

Ao Bing jumped out of bed, followed several children in the clinic, and went out with the researcher.

He looked ahead at a child with rabbit ears.

For some reason, that child's color is different from other people's in his eyes.

"The test results are out, mwa-01 is the first again, congratulations."

Ao Bing snorted pretending to be mature. "These questions are too simple, and they are nothing."

The researcher looked at the child with rabbit ears again. "It's mwn-01, and you are the last one. If you continue like this, you will be eliminated."

The child with rabbit ears giggled, stretched out his hand and gestured. "Woo~"

"He still can't talk." Another child said disdainfully. "Maybe he's a fool."

Ao Bing didn't care whether that child was really a fool, he just thought that this kind of child with no merits would definitely be abandoned by his parents, become an experimental product, and then be punished.

He has seen it many times.

While doing the test, he felt a gaze behind the one-way glass looking at him all the time.

Ao Bing couldn't help being a little excited.

He will soon be taken away by his family and away from this place.

If he is a successful product, he will be loved by his family and lead a happy life.

When the researcher called him away alone, he hurriedly took a deep breath to suppress his excitement.

He will be the first child to graduate from here, growing up with love.

He thought so.

So when the researcher told him that he did not meet the requirements and his family would not take him away, he stood there for a long time.

"Starting today, you need to redouble your efforts to prove that you are useful, otherwise we will abandon you. You are so smart, you should know the consequences of being abandoned."

He knew, of course he knew.Useless experimental objects will be kicked out of the research room and left to fend for themselves—because disposing of corpses is too troublesome.

Fortunately, he is still useful, as long as he is always number one, he will not be abandoned.

However, that day has come.

Movey's laboratory was exposed, he became a traded item, changed hands again and again, and fell into hell everywhere.

The author has something to say: please collect~