On the way back, everyone didn't say a word, and even breathing was extremely heavy. No one continued to ask questions, knowing that no one would answer.

Lying in the bathtub, I stared at the ceiling above my head, as if I hadn't been so relaxed in a long time, and the recent state of life had made me a little mentally sensitive. Everything seems unreal, but it's all real, and it's completely out of the orbit of my normal life with Ina.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock knock ......" There was a knock at the door.

I was really startled lying in the bathtub and immediately asked, "Who?" ”

The man outside the door hesitated for a few seconds: "Liu Yier." ”

I didn't come back to my senses a little, and wrapped my bathrobe in a panic: "Wait a minute. ”

After changing into pajamas and opening the door of the room, the uncle was standing outside the door with his hands on the door frame and lowered his head, as if thinking about something.

"Is there something wrong, uncle?"

I leaned my head forward and looked at my uncle's lowered head. However, the uncle suddenly raised his head, his clear eyes met mine, and his eyebrows were full of helplessness and loneliness that he should not have. His damp hair showed that he had just taken a shower, and the smell of a pleasant shower gel was drilling into my nostrils.

He cleared his throat: "Let's talk? ”

I nodded and motioned for him to come in.

When my uncle came in, he pulled out the chair next to my dresser and sat across from me, and I looked at the water stains on his white shirt, and suddenly felt familiar.

"Talk about me?" He stroked the wet hair in front of him twice, and his words didn't seem to inject emotion, as plain as stagnant water, "If I'm not mistaken, I'm sixty-seven years old this year." ”

I looked at my uncle: "Is it immortal?" ”

The uncle shook his head and paused word by word: "It's torture." ”

"Immortality was torture for me, and it wasn't until I was thirty years old that I realized that I had a physical problem." Uncle paused and continued, "Time started to stop working on me, and I went to the hospital for a check-up and everything was normal. I've been investigating this for almost 20 years, but I haven't been able to find out why. ”

I wanted to open my mouth to comfort my uncle, but I didn't know what to say.

Uncle then looked up at me with a smile, "You can't understand my desperation. ”

I understood the original meaning of my uncle's reluctant words, so I got up and poured him a glass of water and handed it to him: "I really can't empathize with you." ”

Before the words fell, the uncle couldn't hold the string and cried all of a sudden. I was stunned for a moment, in my perception Uncle would not be such a fragile person. In a panic, I stepped forward and patted my uncle on the back, wiping the tears from his face with a tissue, so that I didn't know what comforting lies I was telling.

"Don't be like that, uncle." I squatted down and hugged my uncle's shoulder, and my words were mixed with crying and chattering, "We will accompany you in the future, and we will not let you alone in the future." ”

Uncle looked up at me, tears streaming down his deep eyes. I reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at each other.

"I don't need company." Uncle stretched out his hand to wipe the tears on his face, "Because no one can be by my side forever, do you understand the pain of watching your loved ones leave you?" ”

The uncle sniffed and said indifferently: "But fortunately, I don't have to suffer like this anymore." ”

I was speechless for a moment, tears filling my eyes. To be honest, I can't imagine my uncle's despair at all, in fact, I can't imagine it. The price of living too long is too great, and you have to endure loneliness, not only the sophistication of human feelings, but also the joys and sorrows, and look down on everything in order to have no desires and no desires.

Uncle took the cup and stared blankly at the water inside, I looked at his lonely figure and muttered, "When I see you, I always think of a friend." ”

I looked out the window at the street scene and took a deep breath: "It's a pity that I haven't had a chance to introduce you two to each other." ”

I reached out to the cold window, tears rushed out of my eyes and slid down my cheeks: "Uncle, do you say death is terrifying?" Are those ghosts not reincarnated because they still have regrets in their lives? ”

Uncle asked me coldly: "How can there be so many regrets?" ”

Uncle didn't talk to me anymore after drinking water, I turned to him and smiled at him and said, "Uncle, since you have chosen to stay now, then we will be a family in the future, I think we can understand you." ”

Uncle got up and walked to the door and opened the door: "Thank you for the poisonous chicken soup." Then he turned and closed the door and left.

Looking at my uncle's back, I suddenly understood the sense of security and trust I felt when I saw him for the first time, not just because my uncle was like him. It's more about the calmness and composure that ordinary people don't have in his bones, and I don't know how much he went through in exchange.

There will always be a time of hustle and bustle, at a certain point in time when you choose to disappear, and then be forgotten and remembered, and finally sadness will be in every time. I rubbed my forehead with my hand, picked up the two pills from the bedside table, and finally fell asleep.

"Shen Yi. Shen Yi. ”

At the door, Ina knocked the door of my room and called out to me desperately.