different world uncle

Chapter 3

When I fell asleep, I heard someone push the door open.

The footsteps are very light, and the night is very quiet.The blanket was as thick as the top of a tropical forest, and my uncle walked on it like the long feathers of a bird of paradise across the sky.

But I still noticed him.Because of what?Breath or intuition?But I don't worry about him, he didn't wake up after struggling.

Su Qi seemed to kneel beside me.I don't know what he is doing, he seems to be looking at me.

I'm exhausted and I've been and will be very busy.But I still want to wake up and look at him, but when I do, I can't keep my eyes open.

I can't even move an eyebrow.

I opened my pupils wide to feel the transition of the light, and vaguely felt that Su Qi stretched out his hand to cover my eyes.

What is he doing?

He seemed to be muttering to himself.His voice was very soft, with a strange tone, like a call or a shallow singing.

I gradually realized that he might be chanting a long string of incantations.It was as if he was trying to "cast a spell" on me.As he himself told me.

"I can do magic." He spoke with eyes like a child trying to whisper all the good things in the world to me.

The pride I just want to share with you alone.

I suddenly wanted to open my eyes and see.See if the long tips pop out of his ears again.

If I touched his ear he would blush.

As I thought about it, my drowsiness gradually disappeared, and my body slowly regained consciousness.

I think I may be able to move.

But Su Qi's "spell" has not stopped.

I remembered my uncle's strange behavior before, and thought that if I suddenly opened my eyes, I would probably scare him.

I don't want to scare him anymore.Scary is not fun.

I want to see what Su Qi wants to do.

Uncle said the spell slowly, but he finally finished it.

He moved his hand away and I felt the light come back to my face.Then something hotter and darker came close to my face.

There is also warm gas, which is gently sprayed on the tip of my nose.

After a long time, I heard him say slowly: "Jiaxuan."

[Um. ] I answered him.

Of course he couldn't hear it.

I feel him looking at me.I couldn't see his eyes, but maybe he looked at me like I stared at him for a long time when he was unconscious.

Scared of him disappearing, so thankful that he is still here.

I seem to have returned to the days of panic and anxiety all of a sudden.Every night when I go home, the most reassuring thing is to see my uncle lying on the bed, and the most frightening thing is that my uncle is still lying on the bed.

Not born and not dead, as if the world could be put to sleep.

But he finally woke up.

He is back.He didn't lie to me.

After a long time, I heard my uncle ask me very slowly: "Jiaxuan."

[Um. ]

"you have grown up."

[Um. ]

"Do you miss me?"

[think. ]

He seemed to be stalking my face through the air.I controlled myself not to blush when he found out.

But he seemed to have noticed something, and said to himself: "Are you awake?... This curse has never been ineffective. I hope it doesn't affect you. I have tried my best to reduce the subsequent damage."

Hearing what he said, I suddenly wanted to scare him.I pretended to reach out and rub my nose, snorted a few times, and after struggling a bit, I pretended to barely fall asleep.

Su Xi was really frightened by me.He quickly withdrew his hand.He might have been half crouched on the ground, I heard him sit down on the rug.There was a small crushed and fluffy sound, like the sound of a little squirrel smashing a pine cone to the ground.

After waiting for a while, he squatted back after making sure that I had no signs of waking up, pinching the tip of my nose with his fingertips, and said, "Little villain."

He must be smiling.

Su Xi babbled a lot that night.He is too cautious.He sat under my bed with his face next to my hand, but after a few words he raised his face to make sure I was asleep.

I can't sleep, I want to hear him talk.I just controlled my breathing, not even daring to curl my fingers.Sometimes I couldn't hear what he said, and I hated why my heart was beating so loudly.

He told me a lot of things, including things he wanted to tell me before the car accident—it’s hard for him to remember; there were some people he met after he fell into a coma and entered a different world with his soul.But these words and the things involved afterwards are very trivial, like tiny shreds of meat that have been crushed and sprinkled on pizza, and they can't taste much after being swallowed whole.

But these "embellishments" allow me to slowly connect his 17 years of past that I don't know.I don't know if my uncle is willing to say these words to me after I wake up.I cherish this time very much.

In the end, he seemed to say that he was tired. I waited for a long time and he didn't speak again.

I think he's about to leave, but he came here tonight, he didn't hesitate to cast a spell on me, the purpose should be more than just to come and talk.

He stood up, hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Jiaxuan, what does Su Xi look like to you?"

I froze there for a moment, not sure if he wanted to answer or just asked a question.

Then I noticed that my blood flow started to increase.His throat was trembling rapidly, and a thought began to emerge in his heart: answer him!

This thought came very quickly, and I couldn't control it all at once, and my body jumped up.After my body calmed down, I noticed that sweat was rolling on my face.

Su Xi stroked my forehead and wiped my sweat.He "shushed" and said, "Take your time, don't hurt him."

When he spoke Chinese pronunciation, he also stuck a string of characters that I couldn't understand.The voice was male and female, as if he was talking to someone in the air.But who else is in the room?

He's definitely not talking to me.

After Su Xi finished speaking, I felt better, and the vague perception of "the person who doesn't answer the question immediately will be in pain" also disappeared.But the "Tell him!" is still very strong, and tends to intensify.

I considered my words and said, "Very kind..."

A vein twitched in my head and I dared not speak any further.My voice was wrong, too high-pitched for a grown male voice.But the voice was familiar, like, like... like my voice when I was nine years old.

My cold sweat came down, and I didn't dare to open my eyes, but I think the current uncle may have grown that silver hair and pointed ears again.

Is he ill?Will he think of those terrible pasts again?

Will he be afraid?

But I still have to answer him, otherwise the idea of ​​"answer him!" will overwhelm my rationality.

I don't know how I, who only existed as a child, would answer my uncle's question, but if this answer stimulated my uncle's illness, I'm afraid I could hate myself to death.

Su Xi is still waiting for my reply.While trying to get rid of the control of my uncle's spell, I said slowly: "He is a good, useless guy. He doesn't listen to people's advice, his luck is in the end, he doesn't have much money and he likes to help others... he is very smart, but stupid, always Being cheated. I have no money in my pocket but like to lie to me that I can eat roast chicken tonight. Then coax me to eat meat with ginger, saying 'the shape is the same, vegetables are more nutritious, you hurry up and eat.'”

It was my voice, I finally confirmed.After Su Xi's accident, I couldn't make this kind of naive childish voice.

Uncle laughed a few times, sounding very happy.

As soon as I relaxed my vigilance, the past me couldn't wait to say: "But I don't like uncle who can never wake up from a coma." The child's voice was indistinguishable, full of ignorance of world affairs unique to that age boldness and fearlessness.

My heart trembled.Sure enough, Su Xi was silent on the other end.I dare not open my eyes, not knowing what he looks like now.

"Really."

He stood up.He seems to be leaving.

I was so anxious that I immediately opened my eyes and took his hand.Then, what should I say, what can I say to him?

At this time, the voice spoke again.

That child has passed through more than ten years, hanging my whole soul like a hook.

"But my uncle, who found me that day, is my favorite," he said.

"Really?"

"Ah."

"Even if he has no money, is useless and is always cheated?"

"Even though he has no money and no use and always gets scammed, he's such a bad guy that it's a headache for me. But I still like him. He buys me toys, praises me, and stays with me when I'm scared. Uncle He's my favorite person in the world."

The child's voice was too brisk, and he cheerfully told some things that are so simple in the children's world.It seems that these things shouldn't be so complicated in the first place, but people's hearts are getting different as they get older, and everything becomes unbelievable.

"Yes." Uncle still only answered me like this.

He turned his head away and whispered something that I couldn't understand.My sense of oppression was lifted over time.Soon I heard the sound of him turning the doorknob.

I carefully opened a slit to look at him, and the moment the goalkeeper tried to hide, I saw a ray of silver light across the dark air.

Is he really sick?

Drowsiness welled up in my anxiety, and I slowly fell asleep again.

I didn't see him for many days after that.I left early and returned late, trying my best to avoid him, as if on purpose.

I have my own business to attend to - that's what I tell myself.But maybe I don't know why, I just seem to be a little scared to face my uncle.But the reason is not clear to me.

It took me many days to go back again.

No one is at home, the furniture is tidy, and there is a more formal atmosphere.Su Xi carefully hid his personal belongings, tried not to show his feet, and poked his head out from everywhere with temptation.

I laughed at his politeness, checked out the text messages sent by my assistant to see where he was today, and drove to find him.

The assistant told me he was in the hospital.

What did he go to the hospital for?He wasn't sick - but maybe he was suffering from some kind of mental illness.But he's going to get better, and what he needs is help from people close to him -- like me.And I'm trying to learn this knowledge, I believe I can do it, just give me some more time, just like before.

So what the hell is he going to the hospital for?

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