27th Accidental Death Report

Back in the car, it was already twelve o'clock, and you were looking for a place to have lunch, when you suddenly received a call from Wang Zeshui.

He was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, as if hesitating, but finally he decided to ask you: "Young master, see if you have time to go back to my home today, Mr. He is sick again, Mr. Dai said , may be caused by improper eating yesterday... Anyway, I think my husband would be very happy to see you..."

After understanding the meaning of his words, you were speechless for a while, and it wasn't you who forced the second master to eat the salty green vegetables with three chopsticks that could kill people.But in the end, you agreed to his request.

The Lin family's old house is located in the villa area in the east of the city, with a quiet environment. The people who live here are either rich or expensive, and the Lin family is naturally among the best.

By the time you reach the east of the city, it will be around four o'clock in the afternoon.

The doorman recognized your car and opened the door to let you in. You pushed down the window to greet him, and he smiled at you gently.

From here, the figure of Lin Zhai can already be seen from a distance. He looks like an old man over fifty years old, standing alone under the dim sky.

Passing through the garden, you can see a layer of withered and yellow leaves scattered on the stone-paved path, as if the owner left it on purpose, and it feels a bit lonely.

When you park your car and approach the house, Wang Zeshui is already standing straight at the door waiting for you.He greeted you, welcomed you into the room, and took you directly to Lin Yuyao's bedroom on the third floor without saying much.

The overall decoration of the Lin House is in a retro European style. Although it has been continuously maintained and refurbished, traces of the years can still be seen, which has a sense of age.

The heels of shoes made a "da da" sound on the wooden stairs, and the whole room was quiet and unpopular.Compared with before, it is no different.

Steward Wang only took you outside the door, and turned the handle slightly, without any intention of going in with you.Seeing the darkness in the room, you paused, and finally walked in, and the door behind you was gently closed.

The room is really dark, and the curtains are drawn tightly. Your eyes haven't adjusted for a while, and you feel a little helpless. Subconsciously, you fumbled on the wall behind you with your hands, looking for the light to turn on.

"Don't turn on, don't turn on the light..." A hoarse and weak voice suddenly came from the darkness, with a hint of begging, making your hands stop unconsciously.

"Yun, Yun, is that you...Yunyun...I'm not, I'm dreaming..." He murmured softly, and the last sentence was as faint as a feather, almost inaudible .

"It's me...uncle." In the darkness, you suddenly feel dazed. You probably have never seen such a weak side of him.In my impression, he is always strong, even if he is sitting in a wheelchair, even if he is sick all over, he seems to have an innate aura, and he will always be an existence that cannot be ignored in the crowd.

How ever, there was such a side...

"Come here... come to Uncle," his voice was still weak, with a pleading tone, "Uncle...want to see you..." but it made people feel Can't say no.

You stood silently for a while, then groped towards the bed.When you finally stood beside his bed, thinking about whether to open the curtains on the bed, a thin hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed your arm tightly, so firm, with irresistible meaning, strength Not as big as the hand of a chronically ill man.

You were startled suddenly, but in the moment you didn't react at all, the man's arm had already pulled you into the thick curtain, and finally fell into a warm embrace. It fell silent.

"I caught you..." He embraced you, murmured in a low voice, and let out a sigh of satisfaction.

You were in his arms, your body stiffened, and you were silent, but for a moment, your heart was beating like a drum.

In the darkness, except for vision, other senses seem to become more acute.His arms passed through your armpit, all the way through the spine, and then pressed your shoulder blades tightly. Your head was gathered in front of his chest. Your bodies were so tight that there was almost no gap, so you I could clearly feel his rising and falling chest, his heartbeat.

You have probably never recognized a person's intense presence with such clarity.You can feel his temperature and smell the strong smell of medicine on his body.And his sudden heavy breathing, with a little wetness, passed over your earlobe, meandering all the way down, and finally fell gently into the collar of your nape.This pose is really a bit ambiguous.

You struggled to get up, but he hugged you even tighter. He pinched the back of your neck lightly and gently, so the body that was still struggling fiercely just now seemed to be half softened suddenly.Feeling the heat on your face, you finally gave up your struggle and lay on his chest, panting slightly.

"Lie down with me for a while," his voice was hoarse but magnetic, intoxicating, and he let you go suddenly, but his right hand brushed your hair.

You were silent for a while, and finally put on your slippers, and slowly lay down beside him, just like you used to do when you were a child.

"Yunyun...yunyun..." Although you can't see it, you think his voice seems to be very happy.

He ran through your soft hair with his slender fingers, calling your name in a low voice, gently scratching your heart like the wind in May.

You close your eyes and suddenly remember something from a long time ago.

That summer was the first time you came to the Lin residence.Mother was not with you because she was still angry with her grandfather, but she still asked you to bring a lot of things back to her father.

The grandpa in my impression is a high-spirited old man, he was very happy to see you, although he disliked the things his mother brought him, and muttered "It's all worthless things", but when you saw him, he still gave him special things Those gifts were secretly put away, and occasionally they were taken out to show off to the old man who was doing Tai Chi together.

At lunch, you see your uncle who was a skinny teenager at the table.The boy was sitting in a wheelchair with a cold expression, but he was extremely beautiful. Those who didn't know it might think it was a girl.It's just very pale and thin, with light purple lips, as if it could be blown down by a gust of wind, like a "male version of Lin Daiyu", you think to yourself.But he looked at you earnestly again, with such a gentle, pious and sincere expression, you took him a bowl and chopsticks in a daze, and he smiled at you, at that moment, you felt like the spring breeze was blowing on your face, and the room was radiant, In an instant, the ice melted and the snow melted, and the earth rejuvenated.

After that, you stayed in Lin's house for a summer vacation, and your relationship with your little uncle became better and better.You know his name is Lin Yuyao, and regardless of seniority, just call Yuyao brother, Yuyao brother.You painted together, ate together, walked together on the small gravel path in the garden, watched Lin Yuyao take a lot of medicine at night, and finally slept together, so good that you could wear a pair of pants.

And the more you get along, the more you admire this young man. He is only five years older than you, weak and sick, but talented, knowledgeable in both Chinese and Western languages, and proficient in at least five languages. He is simply a typical representative of other people's children.As for you, probably you can only face the wind and shed tears.

Later, you gradually discovered that your grandfather treats you and your uncle differently. As much as he dotes on you, he treats his youngest son as harshly as possible.Although it is very strange, but you suddenly realize why they are so good, and decide that it is better not to force yourself.

When school was about to start, you still bid farewell to him and made an appointment for the next year. The reluctance to part with him made Lao Lin very jealous and jealous.

However, when you came to the Lin residence excitedly during the summer vacation of another year, ready to "renew the relationship" with your little uncle, he suddenly became lukewarm towards you, half-talking and leaving you aside It's a common thing; he doesn't smile very often, and once he doesn't smile, he feels cold and distant.You are not a child anymore, it is impossible to sue your grandpa, but you just feel uncomfortable, and you returned home before staying for a full month, and prevaricated your grandpa on the grounds that the school organized a summer camp.

But since then until the death of your parents, you and your little uncle have no more intersections.Even if we met during the festival, only you greeted him dryly, while he remained expressionless and turned a blind eye.So, as time goes by, you dare not even say hello to him.

When they met later, he was already the frightening second master Lin who was alone in the Lin family.

It is true that the world is impermanent, and Feng Shui takes turns.

You vaguely think about these old events, and your sleepiness becomes more and more intense. When you feel sleepy, it seems that someone pulled you into your arms, covered the quilt, and kissed your hair lightly. The tip of your nose seemed to pass the bitter smell of medicine. There is also a little sweetness of osmanthus, and the consciousness finally returns to nothingness and falls into a dream.