different world uncle

"I almost died that time," my uncle's voice suddenly became low: "I was lying in the dark, but my eyes were white and gray... I had a very bad life in those years, as if no matter what I did, I could only suffer. Other people's misinterpretation and superstition. So I was not particularly afraid of death at the time.

"'I can't go back,' I was thinking: 'It's better to die, it's easy to die. Anyway, no matter which world I am in, no one will be waiting for me.'"

"Then I saw you crying, Jiaxuan."

Su Qi looked at me with emotion and tenderness in his eyes, as if he was looking at the last piece of flesh left in the world that he had cut out from his heart.

I stared into his eyes and he looked at me.

I suddenly understood that I was looking at him in the same way.

"You are crying, Jiaxuan. A small child squatted in front of me and cried, calling me uncle, uncle, and my name, Su Qi, Su Qi. You begged me not to die, begged me to come back to life The sound was so desperate, the crying of the child made me tremble with fear, but it seemed to put a weight on such an insignificant person like me all at once.

"At that moment, I didn't want to die. I never dared to think about the topic of 'death' anymore. I still have someone waiting for me to go back. I am not alone in this lonely world. "

Uncle took my hand.His hands were cold, but they were still warmer than mine.He took me to touch his face again: "I said to myself at that time: 'Su Qi, you have to be selfish. Someone is waiting for you to go back, live well, and go back no matter what.'"

"...I struggled, I woke up."

"You have indeed woken up." I pulled out my hand and clasped my palms together to cover his face.

"But you were really dying at that time, your face was ashen as a dead man, and you couldn't even breathe. At that time, I had no money, no medicine, and no knowledge. You were too cold, and I didn't dare to hold you With your hands, you can only squat by the bed and cry, and there is nothing but despair in your head.

"I was thinking, ah, you are going to die, you won't lie in bed and wait for me to come back. No one will scare me by catching moths at night. The dishes you cook for me are so unpalatable. You are the only one in this city who can Put pickles on the millet porridge and serve it to me, but I obviously only want to eat sweet millet porridge. It’s really tiring to go home every day to take care of your body, and the work is really hard. Why are the medicines so expensive and why are the money so expensive? Less...these are some annoying things, but if these annoying things want to disappear with you, I am so afraid that I will only tremble, and I am suddenly willing to bear those unhappiness, I just hope you lie down and breathe Now, I hope you open your eyes and look at me.

"I hope you live.

"And then you wake up. You open your eyes and try to reach up and touch my face and say, 'Don't cry, wait until I come back.'"

"Did you know I'd be back?"

"I do not know."

"Have you been waiting for me?"

"I've been, been waiting for you to come back."

Uncle has been looking at me, his eyes soften and shake for a while.Then he folded his hands, covered my mouth lightly, and said: "Next, don't talk, listen to me."

He spoke softly, like a butterfly touching a flower petal with its head.I lowered my head and got closer to him, trying to hear clearly and also want to get closer to him.

"I didn't know how to face you at the beginning. For more than a hundred years, every day in my mind is just a child who calls me 'Uncle'. I remember the child's hair color, and his pupils should be crow feathers I remember his voice when he called my name directly when he was angry. I always seemed to be arguing with him, and I don’t know why I always had so many fights with him. These are obviously Some unpleasant memories. But later, he will call me every time I feel that I don’t want to live, although I look back and he is not by my side. But when I hear his voice, I know that even in this strange place Traveling abroad, life is cruel, and there are still people waiting for me to go home in the distance. Gradually, the bad memories are gone, I can only remember his smile, his eyes are so cute, he is the only one Wait for my people.

"Then I came back and my kid was gone - he was still there, he was just grown up. I know, I probably wouldn't believe it. It was so fast and I missed all the moments of his past growing up. I still look at him carefully every day, but at first, I just wanted to find a little trace of that child in him.

"Look now, the child is still there, and you are still there. It's still the same hair color, and the same dragging look. You and him are one person. Time passes by, and your figures gradually overlap and superimpose. I know, You are still you, you are the one who quarrels with me, you are the one who makes me laugh, and you are the one who stays with me. It is you who waits for me.

"And why don't I admit you? I thought about it for a long time before I slowly realized that I was just regretting that I didn't participate in your past, but you walked into all my life. I don't think it's fair—you Will I be angry? I don't know why. Just thinking—just thinking that you don't know that you have saved me in the dark, and pulled me up in the dark countless times, and you don't know this, I will Feeling sad—do you understand all this?"

"But it's great. The child I put on the tip of my heart is still there. He has been waiting for me and hasn't given up on me. Just like I haven't given up on me."

"I think I love you the way a bird looks up at the sun, I look up at you. I love you—do you know all this?"

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I am so happy to finish writing, I feel that the outline is really important (because it can be thrown out as the ending, so that I am the one who finished writing!), the next step is to complete the outline and continue writing (it should be the baby face article).

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