5.
In the evening, Robert came in again to deliver dinner. This time it was some apples and mangoes I had bought a few days ago.
He used the knowledge he had learned in the laboratory to the fullest. He prepared three meals a day with fruits and vegetables, except that the meat was undercooked.
I was like a pet raised by him. As long as I stayed in this room, I could spend the rest of my life there and did not have to worry about my food and drink.
However, I was a person who needed to get up and move after all, and I still really wanted to go out.
I sat on the ground with my back against the door and began to think of ways to get out.
In the lab, Robert had been tortured. So no matter who he faced, his attitude was very cold and hard.
But after I got along with him for some time, I felt that he craved some warmth.
He followed me every step of the way and nestled on my lap when I was working. Every morning when he woke up, he would lie quietly beside me, except this morning.