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Philo was pinned down and unable to move. The drunk on him groaned and seemed ready to take a nap on him.
Philo frowned and pushed him.
The man, who was drunk as a pile of mud, suddenly turned over and got out of bed, groping on the ground.
Philo asked nervously, "What do you want?"
When Wei Shao heard his voice, he realized that he was no longer at home and there was no trash can.
He staggered out and nearly tripped over the large package he had brought with him.
Philo quickly took out a flashlight and followed him out.
"vomit--"
The alcohol in his stomach was churning, and Wei Shao supported himself on his knees and vomited for a while. The night breeze blew past, seeping into his thin cashmere sweater, sobering him up a little.
A hand gently patted his back. Wei Shao turned around and saw that Fei Luo had a frown on his face. So he asked drunkenly, "Why do you look like that? Who made you angry?"
After asking, he muttered to himself: "I forgot, you don't understand what I mean..."
He raised his voice and asked in a clear insect language: "Why aren't you laughing?"
Of course, Fei Luo couldn't laugh. He didn't know why Wei Shao drank so much. He was worried and anxious. He could only support Wei Shao and said, "Come in first. I'll pour you some water."
Wei Shao refused to give in and squatted where he was. He stared at Fei Luo's frowning brows for a while, and suddenly asked in a low voice: "Are you unhappy too?"
He used "also"...
As they looked at each other, the loneliness and sadness hidden in his eyes were seen thoroughly by Philo without any defense.
Fei Luo was stunned. Before he could say anything, Wei Shao had already turned his head and looked at the desolate wilderness with his eyes slightly narrowed.
It was as if the emotions just now were all his illusion.
Wei Shao took a cigarette out of the box and fumbled for a lighter to light it, but the flame could never aim at the cigarette butt. He tried two or three times without success and almost burned his hand.
Philo stepped forward, took the lighter, and lit the cigarette for him with quick and decisive movements.
Wei Shao held the cigarette in one hand and put the other hand on his forehead. He stared at him for a while and suddenly put the cigarette to his lips.
Philo was stunned for two seconds, then he lowered his head obediently and took the cigarette with his lips.
Wei Shao directly reached out and flicked his forehead: "If you don't want to learn something good, get out of here."
Philo frowned and looked at Wei Shao, who went back on his words, with a bit of displeasure. If he could understand Chinese, he would know that the other party not only went back on his words, but also turned the tables.
Wei Shao was still a little dizzy, but not to the point where he lost his ability to think. Thinking that the children must not be exposed to secondhand smoke, he slowly moved to a farther place.
After finishing a cigarette and just about to take another one out of his pocket, he saw Philo squatting beside him.
Wei Shao: “…”
Wei Shao thought that Fei Luo's curiosity had been aroused by him and he was still thinking about smoking, and a trace of annoyance flashed through his mind.
He tried to search his poor insect language vocabulary: "This is not good."
Philo frowned slightly.
Wei Shao was afraid that he would not believe him, so he stretched out his hand and placed his palm on his chest, explaining: "This place will turn black and cause illness."
When Fei Luo heard this, his expression became even uglier. Wei Shao was still thinking about how to accurately express "smoking is harmful to health", but he directly snatched the cigarette from Wei Shao's fingertips and put it out on the ground.
He frowned and looked at Wei Shao, saying seriously: "Don't inhale bad things."
Wei Shao was stunned.
Philo thought he didn't understand, so he took out the cigarette box from his pocket, threw it on the ground and stomped on it twice, emphasizing with his words and actions: "No."
Wei Shao: “…”
Philo grasped his hand and whispered, "Come back with me."
Wei Shao was taught a lesson by a kid who was only half his age, and he also lost a pack of cigarettes. He felt something was wrong.
However, the hand held him very tightly, and the slender palm was warm and dry, which for no reason dispelled the subtle discomfort of having its boundaries violated in his heart.
"He's a little kid with a lot of smarts..."
Wei Shao muttered as he allowed Fei Luo to pull him back into the cave.
The huge package took up one-third of the space in the cave. Philo helped him sit on the edge of the bed, boiled a cup of hot water, and carefully handed it to him.
Wei Shao held the hot cup in his hand, wanting to say that he had brought a lot of good things this time.
But Philo spoke before him: "Are you unhappy?"
Wei Shao was already a little drunk, and said directly, "No."
There is one bad thing about children. They like to spoil the adults' tricks. Philo frowned and said directly, "You lied to me."
Wei Shao had no choice but to say: "...a little."
Philo opened his eyes wide and looked at him seriously: "Why?"
Wei Shao sighed: "It's hard to explain."
In every sense.
Hearing this, Philo pursed his lips in frustration. He also knew that there was a huge language barrier between him and Wei Shao, and that he would not be able to explain himself in a short time, which would only add to his troubles.
Wei Shao was amused by this expression, and felt a little relieved. He couldn't help but pinched Fei Luo's cheek and said, "Look over there."
He pointed at the large package and motioned for Philo to open it.
Fei Luo looked over in response. He knew that Wei Shao always brought things every time he came, but this was the first time he brought so many. He couldn't help but protest in a low voice: "Too much."
Although Wei Shao didn't seem to lack these, he still felt bad.
——It must be tiring to carry so many things.
Wei Shao wanted to say that it was because he was on vacation that he had the opportunity to bring so much; he also wanted to say that it was only this much and he thought it was not enough.
But the different languages on both sides are indeed a barrier. The time he spends here is very limited each time. So far, he has only learned a few common expressions. He can't explain anything more complicated, so he can only simplify it: "Not much."
It only happened these two or three times. After the winter vacation, he couldn't hatch the package at home.
and……
The four years on Philo's side were only a little over half a year on his side. The time travel would end before summer vacation.
It was at this point that Wei Shao realized that almost a quarter of the mission had already passed.
So fast...
I don’t know if Philo can take care of himself after he is gone.
Philo was still packing things carefully. There were three layers of packages. The third layer was filled with air-dried blankets and thin quilts. The second layer was clothes, and the first layer was some strange small items. Philo took out one and Wei Shao explained it. If there was something that could not be explained clearly in words, he would squat down and teach Philo how to use it step by step.
After finishing the first layer, Wei Shao suddenly became a little excited and quickly opened the lock of the second layer.
He took out all kinds of clothes and piled them on the bed. He pulled Feiluo over and said, "Come and try them on."
Philo was moved around like a puppet, changing one outfit after another.
Wei Shao was surprised to find that these clothes looked ordinary and even tacky when hung in the store, but they looked completely different when worn by Philo.
The dull grey color made Philo's red lips and white teeth stand out more. His soft brown curly hair made him look incredibly handsome.
Wei Shao couldn't help laughing. Taking advantage of the fact that Fei Luo didn't understand Chinese, he said without restraint: "How come she is as pretty as a little girl..."
The system is too lazy to care about him anymore. Now its standards have been lowered to the point that it is enough for Wei Shao to not teach Philo Chinese.
Philo pinched the corner of his clothes nervously. He didn't know what Wei Shao was laughing at. He thought he looked funny in it and wanted to take it off.
Wei Shao saw his intention and immediately stopped him: "No."
Philo had no choice but to put his hand down.
Wei Shao poked the system regretfully: [Why didn’t you bring my phone for me? 】
The system had already seen through his nature as a child slave, and a mechanical voice sneered: [Bring him here so you can take a secret photo of him? 】
Wei Shao was very dissatisfied: [What do you mean by secretly taking photos? You make me sound like a pervert. I will ask for his consent if I want to take the photo, okay? 】
The system was too lazy to pay attention to him and fled.
After trying on the clothes, Wei Shao and Fei Luo cleaned up the cave together. By the time everything was done, it was already late at night.
Wei Shao had slept drunkenly before coming here, so he was not very sleepy at the moment. He just kept urging Fei Luo: "Go to sleep quickly."
If you don't sleep enough, you won't grow taller.
Philo was unusually disobedient. He sat face to face with him, staring at him. It was no use even when he pushed him back onto the bed and tucked him under the quilt.
Just don’t sleep.
Wei Shao had no choice but to pick him up and asked helplessly, "What's wrong?"
Philo pursed his lips, crawled to the end of the bed, and took down the book of insect language on the shelf.
Wei Shao took a curious look and asked, "What?"
Philo handed it to him: "Here you go."
Wei Shao flipped through two pages and found that it was an article written in insect language. Although it was short and the words used did not seem complicated, he still could not understand it.
It's like a Chinese person who has never been exposed to English suddenly opens an original English book and finds that there is not even a phonetic symbol diagram. How can he understand it?
He shook his head: "I can't."
Philo looked up at him and said slowly, "I'll teach you."
He pointed to the clothes he was wearing, then pointed to a word in the book and read: "Shirt."
Wei Shao's eyes widened.
He asked the system in shock: [He can read? ! 】
The system said quietly: [What do you think he does on a daily basis? Picking up trash every day? 】
Wei Shao felt a little guilty. Did he really think so?
The system said: [There is a primary education school on the abandoned star. He would squat outside the wall and take classes when he has nothing to do. 】
Wei Shao felt a surge of pride in his heart: [Good boy! Good effort! 】
system:【……】
I really don't know what you are so proud of. Do you really treat him as your son?
Wei Shao was very considerate and cooperated with Philo to recognize and read many words. As there were more and more things in the cave, Wei Shao could say more and more words.
He suddenly became curious, and held down the finger that Philo was writing on his palm, and asked, "Why do you want to teach me?"
Philo was quiet for a while, then said softly, "If you are unhappy in the future, you can tell me."
Wei Shao was stunned, and for a moment he almost thought he had heard it wrong.
Philo looked at him seriously and added, "I want to listen."
He looked at the silent Wei Shao, paused, and then mustered up the courage to continue: "You can teach me... I want to learn."
This was the first time that he took the initiative to mention Wei Shao's difference and the mysterious language in Wei Shao's mouth.
The system was the first to react, and shouted in Wei Shao's head: [No! Not allowed! Not allowed! Wei Shao! You are not allowed to teach——! ! ! 】
Before Wei Shao had time to digest the complex emotions caused by these words, he was shouted at by the system, "Stop, stop, stop! I haven't agreed yet. 】
The system was incredulous: [Do you really want to agree? ! 】
Wei Shao flatly denied: [I didn’t say that. 】
He blasted the system away and ruffled Philo's hair: "Teach me."
Philo nodded immediately.
One of them taught while the other repeated, occasionally whispering a few words they had just learned, and they spent the entire night like this.
Wei Shao rubbed his sore eyes and couldn't help feeling sleepy.
Philo, who was sitting opposite him, was nodding his head. He was too sleepy to open his eyes, but he was still mumbling something, his fingers tightly clenched on a corner of his clothes.
A little sunlight came in through the gap in the door panel, just illuminating a scratch in the corner of the wall.
Every forty-eight vertical lines, there is a small circle.
The circle represents the day when he will come.
Wei Shao felt a pang of pain in his heart, and he put his arm around Fei Luo's shoulders and gently laid him down.
Perhaps he was too sleepy, so even such a big movement failed to wake him up. After lying down for a while, his breathing became deep and long.
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