Li Sinian slept deeply. The sides of his cheekbones were flushed, and he had an intermittent fever.
Fang Daichuan was lying on his back next to him. There seemed to be something wrong with the power supply system of the villa. Some wiring was damaged by the heavy rain, or it was damaged by lightning. It was daytime, but the house was pitch black.
There was a severe pain in his head, and patches of white light flickered in front of his eyes. He raised his hand and looked at the tube of poison against the gloomy skylight that leaked through the gap in the curtain. The brass cork is engraved with a skull, and the liquid medicine dangles in a transparent glass tube.
He turned his head and glanced at Li Sinian. Li Sinian closed his eyes tightly, half of his face was buried in the soft fluffy cotton pillow, and his breathing was heavy and long.
Fang Daichuan sat up gently, opened the curtains, opened the window a little, and took out the crumpled cigarette case in his pocket. A few strands of rainwater drifted in through the gap, and he closed his eyes and looked up to catch it for a moment. The mist from the mountain mist and the rainwater smelling like the sea formed a bead of water on his eyelids. He wiped it with his hands, and his fingers felt cool. He tore open the cigarette case, drank a cigarette, put his arm on the window sill, and looked outside.
The fog outside the window was overwhelming, and the reef under my feet was still standing in place, and some white foam was rolling on the distant sea level, which looked a little ominous.
"What time is it?" Li Sinian's voice came from the pillow. He was in a drowsy sleep, with a strong nasal sound in his voice, which was vague and soft.
Fang Daichuan quickly pinched his cigarette and looked up at the clock: "It's past three o'clock in the afternoon, are you hungry, I'll get you something to eat?"
Li Sinian buried himself in the pillow and shook his head, drooping his eyes and muttering to himself, "Sleepy."
"Sleep a little longer," Fang Daichuan unconsciously lowered his voice. He closed the window, lay back, and tested the temperature on the side of Li Sinian's neck with the back of his hand. Get more sleep."
Li Sinian's eyes were dull, he looked up at the ceiling in a daze for a while, and after half a minute, he turned his head and looked out of the empty and dark window. After a while, he rolled his eyes, stared at Fang Daichuan and said, "I'm thirsty."
Fang Daichuan felt a little distressed.
He jumped out of bed to fetch water for the boss. This boss is also strange, the bathroom is equipped with various skin care products and cosmetics, and the rest of the equipment is also very considerate, but there is no electric kettle. Originally, drinking some cold water in summer is fine, but after being poisoned by snakes, it is easy to get thirsty, and cold water does not quench your thirst.
Fang Daichuan searched around, opened the door with a cup in his hand, "Lie down well, I'll go down and boil some hot water for you."
"Well," Li Sinian fumbled around under the pillow in a daze, threw the key card to the door, closed his eyes and instructed, "It's dangerous outside, come back early."
Fang Daichuan reached out to take the card and smiled slightly: "I know."
After Fang Daichuan left, Li Sinian collapsed on the bed with his face up, and fell into intermittent light sleep again. Qianmian had a hard time sleeping, and kept having random dreams, these dreams were mixed with reality, and there were also some childhood nightmares that visited for a long time.
Li Sinian knew very well that this was a dream. In the dream, he was leaning on Fang Daichuan's lap, surrounded by dark underwater caves, very cold. He woke up in a dream, and couldn't see Fang Daichuan with his eyes wide open. He only felt a cold pain from his neck, and a tube of unknown medicine was injected into his body.
Fang Daichuan's voice rang in his ears: "Why are you still alive? Li Sinian."
Li Sinian touched his neck, and a hot burning sensation spread from his neck to his whole body. He looked up to say something, but couldn't say it. He looked down at his palms, only to find that his hands had become the size of a child.
"What's going on?" He was a little confused, and when he raised his head, he found that he was not in the cave on the seabed, nor in the villa on the isolated island. He looked around and found that he was in the alley of his childhood.
The neighbor's uncle was riding a Phoenix brand bicycle. The old bicycle was wiped clean by him, but it would inevitably creak when he rode it. Aunt Shen came in from the entrance of the alley with a dancing silk fan, and greeted the neighbor uncle with a smile: "Yo, Lao Fang, why are you going?"
"Hey, the grocery store at the entrance of the upper alley makes sesame paste!" The neighbor's voice was loud, and he turned to look at Li Sinian, "The little foreign devil is here too, are you playing with your classmates? Your dad is on a business trip again? It's noon today." Go to grandpa's house for dinner, cold noodles, sesame sauce!"
Li Sinian heard his young self whispering, "I'm not a little foreign devil."
The older children around him caught him in the middle, circled around him, and taunted him as they circled: "Foreign devils, wolf cubs, little bastards, no one to coax, father is not here, mother is making trouble!" , give birth to a child who is a monster!"
"I'm not a monster!" Li Sinian felt his cheeks heat up, and his chest seemed to be on fire again. He covered his ears and ran all the way home. Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see another kid next to him stop the older kids, put his hips on his hips and shouted: "You are not allowed to bully others!"
Li Sinian ran back home, he closed the wooden door of the house, but those mocking nursery rhymes still came in through the gap between the two doors: "Wolf cub, foreign devil..."
He leaned his back against the door, clenched his fists and shouted, "I'm not!"
There were bursts of hurried doorbells ringing outside the door.
How could there be a doorbell on the wooden door facing the street? The young Li Sinian stood on tiptoe and looked outside the door, but there was no one there.
As if from outside Truman's world, there was a rapid ringing of the doorbell. Li Sinian looked up at the sky. The tall camphor trees in the yard covered the sky, and the sun was hanging down from the dense leaves, making it impossible to tell the time.
The doorbell rang more urgently.
Li Sinian frowned and woke up from the chaotic dream.
His pupils were empty for a few seconds, and the camphor trees and sunlight in his old home seemed to be reflected in his eyes. However, the light in the room was very dark, so Li Sinian carefully looked at the furnishings in the room. The wine rack is filled with all kinds of white wine and red wine, the bed is spacious and big, the brass carved clock beside the bed, and the dinner for thirteen people are carved on the base.
Li Sinian felt a headache. At this time, there were bursts of hurried doorbells outside the door.
Li Sinian didn't want to care about it at first, Fang Daichuan had a key card, he would just swipe the card in when he came back, and he wouldn't ring the doorbell. If it's someone else, he doesn't want to worry about it.
He turned his head and glanced at the time. It was only ten minutes before Fang Daichuan went downstairs. The doorbell rang again, he frowned, struggled to stand up, put on his clothes and walked to the door.
"Who?" Li Sinian asked, he was a little surprised when the voice came out, he was so dumb that he was really thirsty. He attached his ears to the door panel and pressed his hand on the door panel.
There was no sound outside, and Li Sinian suddenly remembered that this door is soundproof.
The doorbell rang in his ears.
Li Sinian sighed, and gently turned the doorknob.
"It's you?"