It was a deep blue sea, the horizon in the distance merged with the sky, and I stood on the beach and looked out at the endless sea. The morning sun gently shines on the sea. The sea breeze came slowly, as if whispering slightly, it blew delicately through my body, caressing every inch of my skin, I held myself with both hands, at that moment, it was a little cold. Although I can't remember the name of this sea or where it is, I can feel from the picture in my dream that I love it from the bottom of my heart.

At this time, a pair of hands reached out from my shoulders and hugged me tightly, and that hug made my body very warm. I patted his arm, and I said to him, are you going to strangle me to death? And his hand gradually let go, and I turned around, and my eyes stayed on his chest, and my height could only reach his chin, and I wanted to look up at his face, who the hell was he. But I was like an outsider, watching my story with him.

I asked him, "You're back?" and he replied, "Joan, I'm back." ”

I asked him, "Where have you been?" and he replied, "Joan, I've gone far away." ”

I laughed at him, "You're sick!" and he retorted, "Joan, you're the cause of my illness." ”

I laughed at him, "Then you have to hurry up!" he retorted, "because you and I chose not to be sick." ”

I hated him, "But you know I think it hurts so much for you to think about!" he reassured, "Nonsense I'm clearly jumping in your heart." ”

I hugged him tightly, as if I was afraid of another separation, as if I was afraid that he would disappear the next moment.

"Don't go any further," I said.

His arms are really warm, as if I am a wounded beast, I am used to licking my wounds, but in his arms I have fallen, I really want to rely on it all the time, his body fragrance and his body temperature are so familiar, even if I take a light breath, I can be fascinated.

"I'm not going to go again," he said.

"But if one day I disappear, will you look for me?" he asked.

"No," I replied.

"You lie," he scoffed.

He took me by the hand and said, "Then let's go to the sea." ”

My hand was held by him without resistance, and I chased after him without resistance. And my heart was full of fear, and I wanted to shout, don't go, don't go. But he couldn't hear it, and we went into the sea step by step.

We sank deeper and deeper, the water was reaching his shoulders, and my feet were almost off the ground. I put my head out of the sea, and he said to me, "When the next wave comes, you will jump."

When the waves came, I kicked my feet hard and left the soft sand, the raging waves, pushing me towards the shore. Together with the hand that held me, at that moment, I slipped away. I panicked and tried to stand up, but my calves collapsed and I fell to my knees on the sand. The gravitational pull from the heart of the sea made the resurgence more ferocious, and I put my hand in the soft sand, afraid that I would be swept into the sea by the resurgence. It was with great difficulty that I got back to shore, and I looked back at the endless sea, and there was no longer him.

The sea was still quiet, as if nothing had happened, quietly asleep, without a little wind, without a little wave, like a piece of glass, lying there calmly motionless, on the other side of the sea there was only my watchful eyes.

I ran away, I desperately shouted to the sea where there was no longer a trace of life, you bastard, you come back to me! I knelt on the seashore, I prayed to the god of the sea, I pleaded with all the gods, don't take him away, if I can I would exchange my life for his life, please, don't take him away!

The sight in my dream came to an abrupt end there, and at that moment my heart seemed to be torn apart, and I couldn't say anything for a while.

"And then?" said the uncle, with his hands crossed over his chest, leaning against the wall, motioning for me to continue. His emotions were not as agitated as they had just been.

"And?" I paused, and the dream continued to come back to my mind, and I continued.

Then, the screen jumps to an afternoon. I looked at him sleeping at the desk, I patted him on the shoulder, and I told him, it's time, it's time to go to the lab. He struggled to lift his head, yawning as he stretched, and then he stared blankly into the distance motionless. I was weird, he was right in front of my eyes, I just couldn't see his face clearly. I want to see clearly, and the more I try, the more blurred it becomes. I told him, don't be in a daze, it's almost time for class, hurry up.

I held the book on the table in my arms, stood in front of him, and looked at him motionlessly, watching him yawn and put the pen into the pencil case one by one, laughing at his expression of putting the pen in the pencil case and taking it out to see if the pen lid was covered and then relieved, laughing at him slowly wiping his saliva...... Then we walked towards an old laboratory building, he was on the second floor, I was on the first floor, and we were separated at the top of the staircase. I waved to him, and he twisted his head in embarrassment, and he told me. I didn't spit out a word, just kept laughing and waving, and he disappeared around the corner of the stairs as he walked. But I didn't go to the classroom, so I stood alone at the top of the stairs and waited there quietly until he suddenly jumped out of the corner and surprised me. However, I waited and waited until the bell rang for class, when the bell rang for the end of school, and when the old trees in front of the classroom were reunited. He didn't show up again, as if the hand I had waved was a meaningful goodbye, goodbye to everything between us, he was gone and gone, and it was all over.

And then I came here, in this room. I sat with him in this place, listening to an old woman apologizing that she was too short on time to arrange other good rooms, so she had to aggrieve us to stay in this compartment room. He and I both felt that it didn't matter, because the small space gave us the opportunity to get closer. But he couldn't accept it, he complained that I would grab the quilt and kick people when I slept at night, and he couldn't accept sleeping in the same bed with me, let alone such a small bed. I pinched his arm hard, and the old woman laughed, picked up the towel on the table and went out. I asked him, do you really want to die and don't want to sleep in the same bed with me, am I so wronged by you? He didn't wait for my emotions to come up, he took me in his arms, and whispered next to my ear, Fool, I'm afraid that I won't be able to bear it.

In the evening, the grandmother came to see us, and we drank the tea she made herself, and chatted with each other. My grandmother told us the story of her youth. In fact, she said, the house belonged to her husband, who was a soldier who had made war exploits and finally left his life on the battlefield. The old grandmother said that she and her husband met outside the city, at a bonfire, when the old woman was still a flowery girl, and she sang and danced like crazy. Many men are fascinated by her, but there is such a boy who doesn't look at her and is not moved by her. She was angry and racked her brains to attract his idea, but the boy who didn't know what to do said coldly: Are you brain-burned? Then, she stuck to the boy all day long, until the boy realized that he had taken a liking to her and could no longer live without her. The old grandmother talked about the good memories of her and her husband, and when she talked about the separation of her husband from the army, we all cried in the depths of our affection.

"Girl, I should call you, Miss Joan, you wait a while, for the past twenty years, this house! I live alone, there is no grandmother! Seriously, you don't have to go to great lengths to make up these stories! You tell me obediently what you want, I may still keep you a whole corpse!"

"Yes! For now, what I'm saying has nothing to do with you! But you'll have to wait until I'm done!"

That night, the old woman spoke very emotionally, she said that no one had listened to her for a long time, and that she was so sick of her husband that she wanted to look for her husband's picture, but there was only one picture of her husband, so she kept it very carefully. She said that since we happened to be in the compartment, we must have been related to her and her husband, and she told us the secret—that the staircase wall facing the door of this room, counting from the third to the seventh planks from the right, could be removed, and that there was a secret compartment in which a pocket watch and a pen were placed. The pocket watch belonged to her husband, and the pen she gave to her husband, and when the news came from the front, she didn't bring anything back, only this pen. When the grandmother took out the pocket watch and opened it, there was a picture of a person pasted on it, and that person was ......

"It's her husband......" replied the uncle.

"That's right! But...... This ......"

"Hmph, but what's it?

"No, it's not that I can't make it up, it's that the person in that photo is you! It's a picture of grandma's husband when he is young, although you look a little older, I'm sure it must be you!"

"Haha! You say, it's me, nonsense, make up, make up!"

"No ......"

"Huh?"

"Then I woke up, and the moment I woke up, I ...... I'm also confused, this place is so familiar, every brick and tile is exactly the same as in my dream, so I am anxious to confirm with you! Confirm that I have been here, and see if you can answer the question in my heart! Why have I been here, and why am I here now!"

"Miss Joan, what you said is indeed a little touching, but I can't believe you!"

"Uncle, I'm telling the truth! I'm sure you're not a bad person! ”

"Tell you the truth, you're talking about your dreams at best, but I think that's just your words!"

"Uncle, I'...... I really didn't tell a lie! I don't know why I came here all of a sudden, and I don't know why I had this vague dream!"

He picked up a towel and walked over to me, then covered my mouth and nose with the towel, I wanted to push him away, but I didn't have much strength, I felt my consciousness slowly fleeing, and my eyes gradually began to blur. However, suddenly, the towel on my mouth came loose and fell off, and I gasped for breath and wondered what had happened?

"Uncle!Ahem!Uncle!!What's wrong with you!"

Seeing that the body that my uncle wanted to kill me with all his might suddenly collapsed, his right hand tightly grasped the position of his heart, and he kept retching, his face was hideous, and his limbs twitched. Uncle didn't waste any more effort on me, but turned his head and crawled over to the bed with all his might. By the time I slowly recovered from my suffocation and saw everything in front of me, my uncle had already climbed into bed. Suddenly, a beam of light was emitted from the head of the bed and hit the uncle directly, and the uncle's convulsive body suddenly calmed down. Immediately afterwards, two barriers rose from the head and end of the bed, and quickly closed in the middle of the bed, and the uncle was completely covered inside.

A puff of white gas was released from the barrier, and in an instant, the barrier was white, and I couldn't see the uncle's appearance clearly.