different world uncle

Like waiting for migratory birds to return home, I am waiting for my uncle.

I moved all my uncle's things back to the current house and arranged them one by one in a corner, trying to go back to the past.

There are very few objects that represent his personal existence, and it took me very little time to sort them all out.

I found his admission letter from Jingyan University.He is a liberal arts student, and he majored in insects, which was not valued in any era.But my uncle likes it very much. In some late nights when he still has the strength to speak, he will tell me about the mountains he went to when he was an undergraduate.The insects caught by him seemed to be locked in his own mind by him. The excited appearance when he spoke and described those insects made me scared and yearned when I was a child.

He has always been very eloquent, and the scales and patterns on those moths have been described as disgustingly beautiful.

He would lie on his back on the bed, raise his hands high, and gesture excitedly, like a duckling just entering the water, with the soles of his feet feeling the flow of the water and touching the splashes thrown up by him.

In the initial life, it seems that you can grasp your love with open hands.

But the uncle at the time had nothing.He brought me a burden of a tow bottle, and lived in a village on the outskirts of the city.The room was damp and dark, and the ground was muddy black formed by countless people rubbing on it.A long chair is accompanied by a low soy sauce-colored table, a clock with a half-cracked face is hung on the wall, and neat rows of books are piled up in the corner.This is my original home with him.

There was only one bed in the room, and the bottom of the bed was raised by several long boards.Only the top towel sheet can be seen to be white. Turn down the quilt under the body one or two layers, and you can see a layer of rice straw lining the wooden boards.

It was okay in winter, when I was not very big, my uncle and I would tuck ourselves into a fort made of quilts, and he would play tank battle games with me for a while.I would laugh at his childishness while swaying around in the quilt with him, pretending that the howling winter wind outside and my uncle were the chains of enemy tanks roaring forward, while I hid in the safest quilt fortress, fighting with my uncle, with a gun Cannon hit the ice shells outside.

Sometimes I win, sometimes my uncle throws in the towel.

At that time, I could always sweat a little, and my body was not cold anymore.Drowsiness welled up, and then my uncle hugged me tightly, and I rolled into a ball on his chest and closed my eyes.Most of the time we can always sleep a good dream in the cold.

Summer is the hardest.

The old house is lower than the water level, and the door is tilted downwards. Children of the same age in the village call us cavemen.

Before the end of spring, the mosquitoes began to bombard us.They are like mushrooms, they can fly out from any plank, crack in the ground, or corners invisible to the human eye.

Mosquitoes grew large, and the humid air of the old house successfully nourished them.Once my uncle caught a mosquito with a mosquito net, and he asked me to go and see.

I have always believed in him, so I moved on.

Mosquitoes are flying inside the mosquito net, but they can't fly out, and they get tired after flopping around for a while.It decided to stop and rest.It puts its feet through the holes in the mosquito net, and next to its left foot is its left hand.Its nose can smell human heat.The heat was close to it, but out of reach.It was not reconciled, and stretched out the suction device long, without shaking, but just settled still.

I looked at the mosquito and said, "Miu Qi, look, it has long nose hairs, long and not trimmed. It doesn't know how ugly it is." At that time, I didn't know that it was called an inhaler, not a nose.

Uncle laughed, with a bit of a bad heart.He asked me: "Jiaxuan, do you want to know the structure of this mosquito?"

I covered my ears and looked at him in horror: "Are you here again? I don't want to know!"

At that time, in order to cultivate my interest in insects, my uncle would always try to get me closer to insects.He worked hard for this, and he caught many bugs of various colors and showed me: "Jiaxuan! Look, this is a gnat", "Jiaxuan, guess what I caught today?...Striped stinkbug! Come, come, Open your hand, and I will teach you to recognize its structure.”…

Probably the reason for the most moths, he often caught them for me to see, and then tried to share his happiness with me very happily.

I say your happiness is horrible and I refuse to share it with you.

As soon as my uncle opened his mouth to introduce an introduction—even if it was just a mosquito—I recalled the terrible memory of being held down by my uncle and identifying insects at close range.

I jumped up and wanted to run out.

But the bed was small, the mosquito net was short and torn, and there was no electricity or light in the room. As soon as I stretched out my foot, I kicked my uncle's fibula.

Uncle yelled "Oh", and let go of his hand to cover his injured leg.Because I was stumbled, I didn't control my inertia well, so I continued to rush forward obliquely. When I stretched my hands forward, the mosquito net was directly crushed by me.

My uncle didn't care about covering my injured leg, so he pulled me back to check, and when he saw that nothing happened, he sat cross-legged, with a mosquito net on his head, propped up a small gray pyramid, and laughed at me: "Idiot, fell down."

I couldn't be more angry, my legs hurt when I was stumbled just now, I ran up to tear him up: "It's not your fault!"

Uncle won't beat me, but he will cover me with a mosquito net and wrap it up: "Caught me, big mosquito, the only one in the world! What should we name him? How about Jiaxuan mosquito? Really It sounds good!" After speaking, he gave me a big "boo" on my forehead through the mosquito net.

I was about to be pissed off by him, struggling in the mosquito net: "Bah, ash, it's all ash... You're the mosquito... You're the one! The big villain mosquito!"

On the top of the mosquito net, a faded outline of the word "囍" could be vaguely seen.It's probably many years old, dusty and old, and the material has gone completely brittle.

I struggled in the mosquito net for a while, and my hand directly tore a hole in it.

I cringed at that moment, and quickly withdrew my hand from the hole.My family is poor, and what I fear most is buying new things.But even though my name is Uncle Su Qi, I am actually not related to him.

I'm afraid he hates me.

But the uncle just froze for a moment: "Oh, Jiaxuan did something bad."

"..." I didn't dare to speak, and looked at him quietly through layers of holes.I couldn't see my uncle's face clearly, and I was afraid that he would say "I don't want you anymore. You go."

Where can I go then, I'm already alone.

But my uncle didn't say that.As if he saw my timidity, he also put his hand into the hole of the mosquito net and shook it vigorously, stirring up another layer of old dust.

"Oh hoo, look who's coming, Gangda robot! Da da da da!"

He hummed the theme song of the popular cartoon back then, clasped his palms together, made a shape with his fingers, and slowly took off in front of me.

The robot lifted the mosquito net, and then poked hard, and the mosquito net was broken again.

"Da la da da, the Gangda robot has arrived in the universe! Report to the command tower, report to the command tower, what are we going to do next?"

After speaking, my uncle blinked at me, as if sending me some kind of secret message.His hands were stretched out very high and long, and the skin of his arms was stretched tightly, like two straight beams of moonlight pouring down from the roof.

I was overwhelmed by the moonlight, and I dare not forget.

Later, my uncle encountered a lot of things outside, and the already stuttering life became even more difficult.

The old house began to have intermittent power outages, and the hot summer came, so I hid in the mosquito net to keep warm, but without the mosquito net, I would have an encounter with the hateful mosquitoes.

The mosquito army will never lose, and only humans will always raise their hands and surrender.

It became difficult for me to fall asleep at night, and it was easy to wake up when I fell asleep, and my back was covered with layers of cold sweat.

My uncle hugged me to seek medical treatment everywhere, almost crying out of anxiety.

I fell asleep after taking the medicine.The effect of the medicine was too strong, and when I woke up, I found that the chicken next door had crowed for three rounds.The sunlight was so strong that I even saw a circle of blue stubble growing on my uncle's chin.

The stubble hurt my hands.Uncle held my hand and was crying quietly.

I pushed him hard and said, "I'm not dead, don't cry."

Uncle stared at me with eye circles as heavy as a flat tire: "Uncle is useless."

I said, "You were useless before..."

I looked at him, my whole face swelled, and I tried to say the most solemn words I could say at that time: "But only the most useless uncle found me in that 'hide-and-seek'. The most useless uncle Uncle will buy me toys, praise me, and accompany me when I'm scared. Although he will force me to look at bugs I don't like... Uncle is my favorite person in this world. The uncle I like , it is useful in this world.”

I remember that Su Qi laughed at that time: "So my role is to be liked by you?"

"Yes."

"Do you think that's how the word 'effect' is used?"

"...Isn't it?"

"Yes, that's how it is." Su Qi patted his face and cheered himself up.

"I'm going to work."

"now?"

"If you don't go out, you should run out of food at home."

"..."

"What's wrong?" Su Qi who had stood up sat down again.

"Look, there are so many bugs in the house today...can you introduce me?"

"Well, I don't really understand." My uncle looked at me with his hands on his face and smiled.

After I hesitated, I couldn't help but said: "Can you...stay with me?"

I had just woken up from a deep sleep.The high fever is dying, and the heat is so hot that I feel like I am floating on fire.

I seldom say such coquettish words.I thought he was going to reject me like my previous busy parents did.

But my uncle touched my head and said, "OK."

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

That was the happiest summer I can remember.Though the bugs, the heat, and the vague misery run around, bumping around in my body and memory.But I had hope in my heart, and even the more raging mosquito swarms at night made me happier.

Because the person I'm looking forward to is coming home.

When I was very young, I knew that happiness would not be the main theme of life, but after a long period of pain, should it stay by my side for a longer time?

But before that summer was over, I lost him.

As far as I recall, things are almost packed.

But the corners are not filled yet.

I originally thought the old house was not big, but it is not too small.But when I grew up and went in, I found that the roof was not high and the field of vision was narrow.I originally thought that I was tall because I was too young at that time, so small that I thought I could stay in this dilapidated place with my uncle for a lifetime.

I got the last few things out.

What uncle buys the most is books.

He loves books, reading and research.If it wasn't for the incident that happened that year, he should have studied for a doctorate in the bustling Jingyan, engaged in research, and lived his life as an ordinary scientific researcher; instead of being a driver of a big car without a car The crew members lived a tight life, and finally fell into a coma in an accident, and almost couldn't come back.

I don't allow it.

I absolutely do not allow it.

I stacked the books neatly and put them on the shelf one by one.

He likes books, but books can't stay in the environment of the old house.In the few short years they've been left unattended, they've become so saturated with moisture that they'll drip when picked up.

But I don't want to throw them away.I have a very good memory, from childhood to adulthood, piles of piles, I remember them in my mind, now I take them out, buy new ones and put them back together.

Since he took me back, the number of main insect magazines has decreased one by one, until there is nothing left.Instead, there are various children's books, children's knowledge and textbooks for primary and secondary schools.

He's always cared about me, I know, and the old me couldn't afford to reciprocate.

I want my uncle to continue his dream.

I tidy up my things and I don't choose to turn on the lights.The room was dark, and I could only see a small area in front of me.The books are neatly arranged, and the smell is the same as usual.

The windows were wide open, and the wind stirred up ripples.The height of the floor is sixteen, which is absolutely impossible for ordinary people, but I know who he is, he is my uncle, he is Su Qi.He is unbeatable.

I look back.Look, he's home.

Uncle seems to be back to normal.

He is no longer silver-white hair, long ears and red eyes - how to say, maybe he is a rabbit spirit in another world? ——There seems to be a transparent feather attached to his back, which is probably a prop for him to fly.

He doesn't fly high, a little distance from the balcony.

I waved my hand to let him in, Su Qi shook his head with a slightly shy expression.

I asked him, "What are you afraid of?"

He didn't speak, just looked at me quietly, as if he was afraid of something.

I said, "My hand is fine."

"..."

"What are you afraid of?"

I became impatient and kicked over the debris I could see.

When I take a step forward, he takes a step back.

I suddenly realized: "Are you leaving?"

Su Qi spoke with difficulty.His throat was dry, as if he was talking with a sharp knife in his mouth: "I'm leaving... The magic power flow is unstable, and the elves are restless... Something is coming, I can feel it. I will hurt you, I don't want to let This happens."

"So you're leaving?"

"Correct."

"Even if I waited for you so long?"

Su Qi looked at me, I knew he was sad and struggling, but some kind of force was driving him to leave: "I should come back. When the magic disorder subsides, wait for me to solve... the heresy. I will come back, I will of."

As he spoke, he tried his best to make a frivolous Shen promise.With a light flap of wings, I saw him going away.

"Hey, Su Qi," I said, "Look at me."

I'm already standing on the outermost edge of the balcony.I opened my hands and looked at him with a smile: "Then I have to go too?"

I lifted my feet slightly and fell down.

The wind, the furious wind with fury, its emotion became real, wrapped around my legs at once, and lifted my falling body.

The thunder sounded, and it thundered from building to building, uttering the roar of a tyrant.The high-rise glass was shaken, and they were swinging from side to side in the window frames, as if they were about to fall.

I laughed triumphantly, feeling the joy that had been gone for years return to my body.

I hugged the back of the person in front of me tightly, pulling him closer to me.

Su Qi was trembling, his face turned pale with fright: "You...don't you want to live?"

I'm still laughing, and I don't want to let the joy stop: "You can't bear me."

"I do not have……"

I hugged him, watched his hair grow long, and kissed the tips of his red ears: "Don't go."

"You will be very dangerous...!"

"Can you protect me? Like before."

I pressed Su Qi's shoulder and pushed him away.Su Qi thought I was going to fall, so frightened, he quickly hugged my waist.

I have grown up a lot, and his hands seem to have not adapted to the change, and it is embarrassing to find that he can no longer wrap his arms around me completely.

"Ah...you have grown up."

I pushed him away and looked him in the eyes: "Stay here, okay?"

Su Qi couldn't speak for a while: "But, you will... But, it's dangerous."

His ears became even redder, and his shape completely changed into that of the "rabbit spirit".But I think he's far more emotionally stable now than he was before.The wind and thunder stopped fighting among the buildings, and the stars in the sky twinkled, and I saw pink smoke clouds gradually covering the entire sky.I was surrounded by this strange colored mist, and I seemed to be standing on the pink air.

"Well, do you want to stay or not?"

Su Qi quickly looked up at me and then looked down.He is thinking, I am waiting for him.

When Su Qi calmed down, the blood on his ears faded.

He finally looked up at me with a serious and serious face: "I can protect you, can't I?"

"You never hurt me."

"But twice..."

"It was an accident, you just got sick."

"Ah... do you think I'm sick?" Su Qi looked at me amusedly.

"Isn't it? Are you having a bad time in another world?"

"Ah, that's... no, no." He didn't refute, just smiled awkwardly.

"You have been hurt mentally, which has caused some psychological damage to you. According to your performance..." I began to try to express some points of view of the papers I had read.Time is too tight, and the amount of knowledge in this area has not been reserved to my satisfaction.I struggled with my tongue, trying to make what I said convincing.But my uncle just looked at me and smiled, his expression seemed to say that he didn't really care much about what I was saying.He just wants to hear me talk.

"So you think I'm sick?"

I fully understood that my uncle didn't listen to a word, and the sudden frustration overwhelmed me: "Yes."

"You want me to go to the doctor?"

"I want to help you," I said, "but I can't, I can't save you."

Memories of yesterday came, and I was annoyed by my incompetence at that time.

"Do you want me to go?" Su Qi still looked up at me.His eyes became cute, like a child.

"I'll go with you." I bent down slightly, and looked at him at the same level: "In a foreign country, it may not be smooth sailing, but with you, we can always get through."

I took his hand, and my uncle didn't refuse.

"Good," he said.

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The names of insects mentioned are all excerpted from naturalist magazines.