Chapter 55021 His fingers moved. He wanted to touch.
Perhaps the scene that day was a bloody love triangle in the eyes of many outsiders who didn't know the truth.
The guide was Wu Cisheng, who has been frequently discussed recently. The atmosphere between the other two sentries was so tense that it gave people the illusion that a fight would break out at any second.
At that time, several eyes nearby were completely focused on the three people. Even the few security guards who were just patrolling the traffic control center were paying attention to this side quietly.
It’s a pity that in the end, things didn’t go as the onlookers expected. The two sentries didn’t fight, and the imagined scene didn’t happen.
Wu Cisheng first responded to Luo Fei who asked the question:
"This is my friend."
"This is a patient I treated before." He calmly introduced Luo Fei to Lucas, who had already approached. After a pause, he asked, "Wasn't he supposed to arrive this afternoon? How come he's here so soon?"
Lucas's expression changed from gloomy to bright almost instantly: "I just want to give you a surprise."
He was like this in the past when the city was still in the spring. Sometimes he would be cursing one second, but as long as Wu Cisheng raised his head slightly, he would immediately shut up and sit down properly like a dog whose neck was choked by its owner.
It was the same at this time, he even forced a fake smile at Luo Fei.
"What is that?"
Wu Cisheng had actually smelled the fragrance and guessed what he was carrying in those bags, but his eyes still swept over the bag in Lucas's hand.
"I thought it was my first time visiting my aunt, so how could I go empty-handed? So I just bought some."
“That’s not necessary.”
After chatting casually for a while, Luo Fei seemed to understand something, and his expression became slightly disappointed. At this point, he didn't need Wu Cisheng to come up with any polite farewell words.
"So you guys..."
Wu Cisheng pretended as if he didn't quite understand and gave him a few instructions as a trainee guide. The latter's expression was even more difficult to describe.
"Thank you, Guide Wu. I understand."
Wu Cisheng still had his usual light smile on his face and said, "Okay, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Just like that, the other spectators who wanted to see an exciting scene were greatly disappointed. On an anonymous website built by an unknown student in the tower, a sentry replayed the brief conversation between the two sentries that day in text.
Among them, there was someone who knew Luo Fei and said that this kid had always been reluctant to have a guide because of some old things. The tower had arranged a guide for him several times before, but he refused several times. Didn’t they say that he would be a widower for his whole life?
Someone immediately explained to the previous floor the link between Wu Cisheng's brief contact with Luo Fei during the previous exam.
Not many people know Lucas. Many people only know that he is not a local and that he first appeared with Wu Cisheng. Other information is only known from the information released on the official website. I heard that his level is very high, almost S?
The subsequent content revolves around the spiritual levels of the two sentinels, Wu Cisheng’s past reality, those who have come into contact with him in recent days, and those who have come into contact with him before. It is very lively.
When Wu Cisheng and Lucas left the evacuation center and sat in the waiting lounge to wait for the bus, Wu Cisheng had already seen the 800th floor.
The discussion on that floor was no longer about the two sentinels, but the focus shifted to Wu Cisheng. The main poster said that he was obviously using the foreign sentinel to politely reject Luo Fei, but some anonymous users said that it might not be an exploitation, maybe there was some affection between them?
"Eat oranges?"
Hearing the voice, Wu Cisheng moved his eyes away from the phone and saw Lucas beside him asking this question while picking oranges in the bag with his hands.
In stark contrast to his rough appearance, he was very meticulous in peeling oranges. He even cleaned every white vein on the orange segments.
"Sweet, right?" Lucas added, "I looked it up on the forums and bought it at the store the guides recommended. It was quite crowded."
"Yeah, it's sweet."
The sweet flesh was in his mouth... Wu Cisheng chewed and ate four orange slices. The waiting room for aliens had each seat far apart, so the two of them were sitting in a quiet booth.
He looked up at the departure time on the display screen, then unlocked his phone to check the message he had sent to the nanny, Aunt Yang.
"By the way, why did you say it was your first visit?" Wu Cisheng asked cryptically, "Haven't you been there once before?"
At that time, he was still in Chunhui City and his eyesight was not very good. Lucas had gone to see Wu Cisheng's mother on his behalf. It could not be considered the first time he went there.
"That's different," Lucas explained. "One was me watching from outside the neighborhood, and the other was me going back with you. They're completely different."
"I see."
The display screen in the waiting hall finally changed color for one of the buses destined for Wutong, and the status also changed from "Waiting" to "Checking Tickets".
Lucas reacted quickly. Before the text on the display screen had completely changed, he seemed to hear something and stood up and started packing his luggage.
"Let's go."
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Wu Cisheng hadn't been back to Wutong Town for a long time and had no idea that a new bus station had been built in the town. After getting off the bus, he was a little confused when he saw the unfamiliar place and didn't know which direction to go. However, Lucas, who had been here not long ago, was very familiar with the place.
"It's this way..."
So such a magical scene appeared: a native local actually needed a foreigner to guide him and tell him that the get-off point had been changed from the old station to the new station since last year.
Lucas, who had had this experience, told him: In the past, it was only about three or four kilometers from the old station to the resettlement community, and you could walk there. Now the new station is much farther away, at least more than ten kilometers, and you have to take a taxi.
"I heard this from an old lady in the back seat of the car last time."
Wu Cisheng, a native of the area, nodded, suddenly realizing, "I see."
The shuttle bus departed from Baigang City on time at 12:35 and arrived at Wutong Town at 14:22. It took 31 minutes to take a taxi. By the time I saw the familiar convenience store from the car window, it was already 14:53.
The sign of the convenience store was much more faded than I remembered. There was a round table outside where the owner and several elderly people from the neighborhood were sitting there playing cards.
One of the middle-aged women did not sit down, but kept looking at the passing vehicles from time to time, as if looking for something.
It was Aunt Yang. Knowing Wu Cisheng was coming back, she had arrived downstairs early to wait for him.
He remembered that the last time he saw Aunt Yang was at the beginning of the third year after he went to the tower. He gave her half a year's salary in one lump sum, but she advised Wu Cisheng that he looked thinner than the last time he came back, and asked him not to save too much in his daily life.
“Ci Sheng?!”
Aunt Yang didn't seem to have changed much compared to her memory. Her accent was still the familiar one from her hometown. When she saw Lucas getting off the car at the back, she looked at the conspicuous five-sense regulator on his neck, which was specially designed for sentinels. In fact, he didn't need such a thing. His height was enough to show that he was not an ordinary person.
Aunt Yang, who was only as tall as Wu Cisheng's shoulders, looked even shorter in front of Lucas. She smiled and asked, "Your name is Lucas? Why is that such a strange name? Are you Cisheng's classmate or boyfriend? You're so tall. Where are your parents from? What do they do..."
Aunt Yang has this problem. Or maybe it's just a common habit among older people: when they meet someone, they always like to ask about their family.
Lucas had clearly never seen anything like this, yet he answered honestly. Seeing the questions piling up, Wu Cisheng had no choice but to change the subject, which stopped Aunt Yang from questioning him further.
The group walked towards the corridor, and Aunt Yang and Wu Cisheng talked about his mother's recent life. Since she changed to a new medicine in the first half of the year, although the side effect is that she has to sleep longer, the days of illness are less than before.
"The last time Jiao Mei woke up was the day before yesterday. She asked me what I was doing. I said I was working outside, and she said oh."
The group went up to the fourth floor. Aunt Yang stopped at the left door, took out the key from her pocket and opened it. "It's like this, she takes a two-hour lunch break every day, and she's still sleeping now."
After hearing the last two words, Wu Cisheng walked in a little more quietly, and Lucas behind him also entered the house quietly.
The last time he came, he only saw a corner of the house through the window. This was the first time he actually walked into the house.
The overall layout of the room is a simple two-bedroom and one-living room. The few pieces of solid wood furniture look very old, but the house is quite clean, especially when you think about the fact that Ci Sheng grew up here. When Lucas looks at the dining table, he can't help but imagine how a smaller version of Wu Ci Sheng would have looked like sitting on it.
Wu Cisheng had no idea what Lucas was thinking. He just looked at the house in front of him, which was exactly the same as in his memory, and time seemed to have gone back to the past.
"Come, have some water?"
Aunt Yang brought hot water to the two people on the sofa. Just as she was asking whether she should wake up Yang Jiao, footsteps were heard from the direction of the bedroom.
When Jia Yangjiao woke up from the bedroom, she noticed Wu Cisheng sitting on the sofa in the living room. She looked at him for a long time, her expression as if she was in a trance and also as if she was recalling something seriously.
The woman is no longer young, and there are many fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but her facial features still show the beauty of her youth, and she looks very natural in a plain cheongsam.
Anyone with eyes could see that the woman's eyebrows and eyes were similar to Wu Cisheng's.
The two people on the sofa were silent, and silence permeated the entire room.
Finally, it was Aunt Yang who spoke up to communicate with Yang Jiao: "Jiao sister, are you awake now? This is your son, Cisheng. Where is Xiaoci?"
The guide's spiritual power is very deep, and if he studies hard, he can even modify the memories of others.
Wu Cisheng, who heard for the first time that the guide had this ability, very much hoped that he could awaken into a guide so that he could recall his mother's memory.
But when he really awakened and entered the capital to start studying, he realized that he could help the sentinels with confused memories to regain complete and clear memories, but he couldn't do that for ordinary people.
After making money with his ability for the first time in the tower, Wu Cisheng took Yang Jiao for a comprehensive examination. The doctor said that this disease was very rare. Her mother should have inherited it from the previous generation and had a certain chance of developing the disease. The accident only accelerated the onset of the disease.
When he was very young, he would see other students fall and their mothers would gently help them up and patiently comfort them, but his own mother often didn't recognize him. While other students could bring hearty lunches when they went out, he would worry while attending class whether his sick mother would run out again...
During these moments, he would occasionally, very rarely, have a hint of complaint.
Wu Cisheng looked at the woman expectantly and called her "Mom" softly. He hoped to see his own reflection in Yang Jiao's eyes.
But the woman saw that his expression was still confused, and with a slight glimmer of clarity, she said, "Who are you? Why are you in my house?"
Aunt Yang sighed: "Why are you confused again? You were fine a few days ago. Why don't you come and see me again? This is Xiaoci."
Seeing that she was a little anxious to pull the woman away, Wu Cisheng once again took the initiative to change the subject: "By the way, Aunt Yang, how has your family been these years?"
"Everything is fine. You send money every month, and I told you that you can't spend that much. I saved all your money for you."
Aunt Yang and Yang Jiao were actually related, but Wu Cisheng didn't know this when he first hired her.
At that time, she had just resigned from her previous job. The owner of the house always treated her like a thief and was on guard against her. There was even a notebook to record the amount of electricity and water used at home. If there was more, she would have to pay. So Wu Cisheng went over and said a few words to her, and she came. Later, she met Yang Jiao and Wu Cisheng's uncle, and after chatting for a few sentences, she found out that they were distant relatives.
"By the way, your uncle came over once last month and brought some bacon and sausages, and the month before that I ran into your aunt when I went out to buy groceries."
Aunt...
In Wu Cisheng's memory, his image of his aunt is still that she has a very loud voice, doesn't like him and his mother very much, and often says some indirect insults.
So he asked, "Did you have a quarrel?"
"No, I just said a few words." Aunt Yang mentioned this and then added, "I didn't say a word about your uncle."
Wu Cisheng hummed indifferently.
Aunt Yang said a few more things, nothing more than standing on Wu Cisheng's side and feeling that what she did at the time was not authentic, Wu Cisheng was still a child at the time...
When Wu Cisheng was very young, he also thought so.
However, during the period when he lost his sight and was bored, he carefully chewed over every frame of his past memories and made a hypothesis that he had never thought of before: perhaps his uncle who looked timid was not necessarily as cowardly as he appeared?
On the surface, he is only responsible for making money, and his aunt is in charge of all the big and small matters in the family, but was it really his aunt's idea to kick them out in the first place?
And she really didn't know that her uncle gave her a few hundred dollars in financial support from time to time before she came of age?
Aunt Yang had already sorted out the large and small bags of gifts brought by Wu Cisheng and Lucas. While collecting them, she said that there were too many and they had to spend the money sparingly.
Yang Jiao sat opposite Wu Cisheng, looking at her own son as if he were some rare animal, and poking his face from time to time.
Wu Cisheng was already accustomed to this kind of behavior from women and could still talk to her without changing his expression.
"Would you like some water?" He pointed at the cup, then at his lips, repeating, "Water."
Alzheimer's disease presents in a variety of ways. The first major symptom is cognitive decline, with difficulty expressing or understanding what others say.
The second manifestation is abnormal behavior. Some patients will see things that do not exist and hear sounds that do not exist. At the same time, their daily living ability will decline, and they may even be unable to maintain personal hygiene on their own.
But when Wu Cisheng saw that Yang Jiao was clean and her hair was neatly combed, he knew that Aunt Yang was really taking good care of her.
After he repeated it several times, the woman finally understood what Wu Cisheng meant and nodded vigorously.
Lucas on the side suddenly interrupted: "Were you like this when you were a child?" You are still a child, and you take care of another adult like this?
He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was clear.
Wu Cisheng picked up the tissue and skillfully wiped the water stains on the woman's lips, and hummed softly.
"By the way, this disease actually exists in our area..."
At this time, Aunt Yang, wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen, and the aroma of food wafted out.
"That guy called... Luska or Lucas, you don't have any dietary restrictions, right?"
Lucas shook his head: "No."
In fact, the taste of ordinary people's food is no different from eating food with heavy seasonings for the sentinel. Not to mention that he is wearing a five-sense regulator, and there is a guide with an excellent mental control evaluation next to him.
Although Wu Cisheng didn't say anything, the look he gave him clearly expressed affirmation. The little white weasel, the only two aliens present that Lucas could see, also emerged. It looked like a furry white ball.
His fingers moved.
Want to touch.
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