(22) Fever
Seeing Professor Smith away, we decided to follow the address provided by the little boy to see if we could find the daughter of the previous life he was talking about.
According to the address provided by the little boy, we arrived at the farm where the pilot we found out earlier.
An elderly couple is cleaning the courtyard, holding hands, and the picture is warm.
"When we're old, we'll be like them!"
I whispered this to Zhou Qing. After saying that, I felt abrupt again, and I only saw it a few times, and I was going to grow old with others? Am I such a frivolous man?
On second thought, Zhou Qing looks so similar to her mother Zhou Yang, and the relationship between the Chinese and Zhou Yang in my body is obviously more than just a classmate.
This sentence just now should be what the Chinese said to Zhou Yang!
It's a pity that if that Chinese really said this to Zhou Yang, it would not have come true. Dr. Zhou Yang, who has Alzheimer's disease, is lying alone in the hospital!
Zhou Qing didn't have a strong reaction to my words, just remained silent and smiled.
"Daddy! Mom! ”
The English boy ran forward and hugged the farm couple, shouting excitedly.
The old couple was shouted inexplicably.
I explained the cause and effect to the old couple, and as they listened, they wept, convinced that the boy's past life was their son's.
The old woman pulled out a photo of her son from the room when he was a pilot. The boy pointed to the pictures and told him about some of the memories of his past life as a child.
The old couple burst into tears, and the three of them sobbed and hugged each other.
Seeing this picture, Chi Qi and Zhou Qing were moved to tears.
I still didn't think something was right, and I couldn't ask any more questions, so I leaned back on the small couch in front of the fireplace and sat quietly, because whatever they said couldn't get into my ears anyway.
The cold weather made my spirits worse and worse.
After a while, I felt like I was asleep again.
In my sleep, I came to the desert again.
It was still an oasis, and the door in the oasis was still the same, and I pushed the door in again.
"Playing the game again will throw you down the stairs!"
I was throwing a tantrum at the Chinese boy in my dream again.
The Chinese boy was naked and looked at me in fear.
"Hurry to school! What's the use of not reading! ”
I then said in a tough tone.
"I don't want to go to school!"
As soon as he heard that he was going to school, the boy began to cry again.
"I told you not to go up, I told you not to go up!"
The boy said he wouldn't go to school, and I raised my hand and hit him hard.
The boy cried very much, and I seemed to feel very distressed, and my tongue was bitter, and I actually tasted a hint of self-blame.
"Listen, I'm going to study! You see we've come to this point, hiding here penniless. Dad hasn't given up hope yet, do you know why? Because Dad can write songs and novels, knowledge is wealth! I believe that one day, my songs will sell for a lot of money, and my books will be bought by many people! If you don't have culture, one day you will fall to the point of me, and you won't even have a chance to turn over! ”
I hugged the boy and said.
"Don't go to school! Don't go to school! I don't want to go to school! ”
The boy refused to eat and was still reluctant to go to school.
"If you don't go to school, I'll beat you to death, believe it or not?"
I felt my scalp swell, and I felt like angry blood was rushing up to my head, and I was going to hit the boy again.
When I raised my hand to hit him again, I felt like I was being held by someone and couldn't move.
The dream was so deep that I struggled with all my strength to break free, and then I felt like I had woken up.
"Are you alright?" I felt a warmth in my chest, as if someone was actually holding me.
Zhou Qing's body fragrance was getting closer and closer to me, and when I opened my eyes, Zhou Qing was hugging me tightly.
When did I become so close to Zhou Qing? How could she hold me, my mind was full of questions.
"Scared the hell out of me, you're finally awake!"
Zhou Qing said in high definition.
"What's wrong with me?"
Confused, I hurriedly asked. In my ears, my voice seemed to be a little weak.
"What's wrong with you? High fever! Talking nonsense, fight this and kill that! The big beauty in front of you is anxious, hold it and don't let go! ”
Chi Qi was like an aunt, nagging and bringing hot water to me.
"You still don't let him go? He'll be hotter if you hold him a little longer! ”
She walked over to me with water and sat down, turned her head to Zhou Qing and said.
Only then did Zhou Qing let go of me and gently dragged the back of my head to let me lie down.
I found myself back in my bedroom in the building, a familiar bedroom that made me feel that something was wrong, and I couldn't tell what was wrong when I looked around.
Zhou Qing took the hot water and fed it to me with a spoon.
"I seem to have dreamed about the Chinese, who took his son to hide from debt somewhere. The kid didn't go to school, and he hit the kid. ”
I think I should tell Zhou Qing about the Chinese in the dream, because that person has a lot to do with her mother.
"It's related to my mother, maybe it's my father's?"
She seemed to be unprepared for my abrupt topic, and thought about it for a long time.
I looked at her and nodded.
"Don't think about it, it's important to recuperate!"
She gently stroked my forehead, which gave me the illusion of being in love.
Holding me just now, and now stroking my forehead, was it moved by my words that I want to grow old with her?
I shouted in my heart that it was not good, that sentence may not be my true emotional outpouring, it is very likely that the Chinese in my body once said to Zhou Qing's mother.
Thinking of this, I fell into a deep self-entanglement.
"It's a good thing I didn't live with him, he's still a beating father!"
It is estimated that seeing the tangled expression on my face, Zhou Qing said this wittily.
The high fever recurred for several days.
Every day, Zhou Qing is taking care of me, and there is no trace of Chiqi.
"What is Chi Qi up to?"
I asked Zhou Qing.
"That day when you were asleep at the old farmer's house, the farmer's granddaughter came home from work, and the little boy recognized her, and the whole family cried. The little boy remembers his agreement with his daughter to go skiing together when he left home on a mission. So in the past few days, Chi Qi has been skiing with the boy's 26-year-old daughter, which can be regarded as their wish for each other. ”
Zhou Qing replied.
"Looks like I'm missing a lot of touching episodes! Anyway, Chi Qi has someone to play with her! ”
"She told me not to tell you!"
"Why?"
"Because that boy, that 26-year-old daughter, is a big beauty!"
"You can use me as a pervert! It's like seeing a beautiful woman is like a bee collecting honey! ”
"Chiqi seems to like you very much."
Zhou Qing suddenly talked bluntly about the topic that Chi Qi likes me.
"I know, I was trying to tell her about it. I don't have any feelings for her, she's not the type I like! ”
I also have these words from my heart.
"You don't like such a big beauty who accompanies you every day?"
Zhou Qing didn't seem to believe it, and asked me in the tone of his jealous girlfriend.
"She's so noisy, listening to her talk, it's like pus in her ears!"
I pointed to my ear.
"You're exaggerating!"
Zhou Qing's eyes smiled into a slit.
This smile gave me an incomparable sense of consensus.
"If you don't believe me, I'll show you!"
I reached for the cotton swab on the bedside table, which I had placed there a few days ago.
"Where's my swab?"
I haven't touched it for a long time.
"Maybe Chiqi helped you take it away!"
Zhou Qing helped me find the foot of the bedside table to see if it had fallen to the ground, but there was nothing on the ground.
"Look, she's not good at that! Feel free to come into my room, it's my private territory! ”
I sighed, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, while I'm drunk, she even secretly helped me change my underwear!" ”
"Well, she changed your panties! So the two of you are a couple? ”
"I promise like Chairman Mao, no!"
I swore with four fingers in a panic.
"Chairman Mao?"
Zhou Qing was stunned by my mindless oath.
"I guess this sentence also comes from the Chinese in my body. Recently, my mind has become more and more confused, and his memories have begun to invade my life. ”
I slapped my forehead and hurriedly explained.
"Don't worry, maybe it's the same as the little boy's case, that person is your past life!"
Zhou Qing comforted gently.
"I don't want that!"
"Why?"
"You see, he may be your father, and if I were him, then I would not be your father? You know, I like you very much, a father can't be in love with his daughter, right? It's so weird! ”
I came up with such a strange theory.
Zhou Qing was even more stunned by my theory, paused for two seconds, then smiled again, reached out to touch my forehead, and touched his own, comparing the body temperature of the two of us.
"Fever again? Full of nonsense. ”
She muttered.
"Keep it with me!"
I said to her in an expectant tone.
Although the words are spoken, I am not sure whether it was me who said it to Zhou Qing, or whether the Chinese in my body said it to Zhou Qing's mother, Zhou Yang.
"I'm not in a hurry to go back, I'm on vacation right now, so I can stay and take care of you for a few days."
She gently took my hand.
The Northern Lights outside the window were beautiful, but not as good as the Chinese girl in front of me.
Feeling the warmth of Zhou Qing's palm, the fatigue and illness on my body seemed to be swept away.
Holding her hand tightly, I only hope that this moment is eternal.
This feeling is what I feel about Zhou Qing, not what the Chinese in my body does to Zhou Yang, and I silently affirm myself.