Chapter 419 Protagonist
The living room fell silent.
Shen Shiyue sighed, his small body slumped a little more, and his eyes turned to the lamp hanging from the ceiling.
Wen Shuqiao also followed his gaze and looked at the on light.
Shen Jiazhou likes simplicity, so the lamp he bought is also very simple, hanging above the coffee table, emitting soft light.
Shen Shiyue seemed to be in a mood to talk, and he said, "I have also been looking at this lamp for many years. My uncle and I have also lived together for a long time."
My uncle had no experience in raising children. After work at the company every day, he had to accompany my son when he came back at night. He was young at that time and had suffered long-term torture, so he was very afraid of people.
He remembered that when he was brought home by his uncle, he bit his uncle hard. He had forgotten why he bit his uncle, but he only remembered that after the bite, his uncle just hugged him, patted his head, and praised him for being a good boy who knew how to resist. The tooth mark on his uncle's arm took several days to disappear.
"My uncle has always taken good care of me." Shen Shiyue's eyes were red: "I feel at ease when he is by my side."
Although his uncle is not talkative, he appears every time he needs him.
If his life was dark before he met his uncle, no one would save him.
But after meeting his uncle, he created a warm garden for him with all his heart.
Next to his uncle, he can just be a child. No matter what he did wrong or what trouble he made, his uncle would just pat his head and gently tell him that it's okay.
"When I was holding the funeral, I kept thinking, why is this happening? Why did my loved ones leave me?" Shen Shiyue looked at Wen Shuqiao: "It wasn't until I came here that I realized that my first half of life was just a few hundred thousand words."
"I must be miserable enough to have those injuries inflicted upon me, and then I must be kind enough and strong enough."
"Why?" Shen Shiyue's tone was as cold as ice: "Is it because I'm the protagonist?"
"Because I'm the protagonist, my parents have to die. Because I'm the protagonist, my uncle who loves me has to die too." Shen Shiyue's teeth were chattering, and it seemed that he had to use a lot of willpower to suppress his hatred: "You created me with pain, and you want me to accept it without any hesitation."
"Tell me, how can I accept this?"
Shen Shiyue's tone was not high, but every word was heart-piercing: "Is this fate? But why is it that Shen Shiyue, who is also Shen Shiyue, can have a warm home, while I have to face the corpse of my uncle! Do I still need to choose? Tell me, do I still need to choose?"
The same person has completely different destinies due to different time and space.
Here, there is no wind, no rain, the sun is shining and the flowers are blooming, but in another world, there are strong winds, thunder and lightning.
How would he choose? Warmth is addictive.
Wen Shuqiao looked at him quietly. His face was still bright and tender, but she saw a scarred soul hidden under the body.
She had nothing to say to comfort him, because saying so now would be like rubbing salt into his wounds.
"Thank you for your hard work." Wen Shuqiao said softly.
It turns out that outside of novels, he has such a hard life.
Shen Shiyue lowered his head, took several deep breaths, and then said lightly: "It's all over."
He doesn't care now.
Wen Shuqiao lowered his head, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Now she only felt a piercing pain in her heart. Suffering cannot be overcome by just saying "it's hard work".
The words came to my lips, but I couldn't say them.
Wen Shuqiao felt that she was really powerless. She had no right to ask Shen Shiyue to leave, but she was also worried about Cancan.
The more Shen Shi looked at her, the easier it was to understand what the woman was thinking at the moment. Almost everything she wanted to say appeared on her face.
He took the initiative, but strangely, Shen Shiyue was not happy.
Instead, he was annoyed.
Wen Shuqiao thought a lot at this moment. She thought of countless solutions that seemed to have the best of both worlds.
Shen Shiyue chuckled: “Aunt, you don’t have to think so much, my affairs have nothing to do with you.”
"Your affairs have nothing to do with me, but Cancan has something to do with me." Wen Shuqiao took a deep breath and said, "You won't stay."
Shen Shiyue just tilted his head: “Does my aunt have any brilliant ideas or some extraordinary means?”
"If you had decided to stay from the beginning, you wouldn't have run from Cancan's mind to Cake's body." Wen Shuqiao looked at him: "Since you have chosen to stay, why are you still hiding?"
After she connected with the system, she found it very strange that Shen Shiyue was linked to the world consciousness and his authority was higher than the system.
Why hide then? Just stay in Cancan's mind, or replace Cancan silently, so that she and Shen Jiazhou can't find out at all.
Even if the system found her later, by then the matter was done and there was no chance of recovery.
Shen Shiyue was stunned for a second, then glanced away: "I love where I am, what does it have to do with you? You just need to take care of yourself. Does your uncle know that you are from another world? Instead of thinking about how to send me away, you might as well think about your own situation. As long as I say it, your uncle will definitely believe it, and then I'll see you..."
"He knows." Wen Shuqiao interrupted him gently: "He knew it a long time ago."
When Shen Shiyue heard this, his eyes couldn't help but widen a little.
When did it happen? How come he didn't know?
Is my uncle so receptive?
But he soon let it go. The current uncle and his uncle are actually different.
The world has become full of vitality and completely different because of this "outsider" in front of us.
The more he thought about it, the more Shen Shiyue felt that his life was a joke.
If only the world could show a little tenderness, that tenderness would illuminate him and his uncle.
They wouldn't have come to this.
Shen Shiyue got off the sofa and said expressionlessly: “We have finished what you wanted to talk about, take me to find my uncle.”
Wen Shuqiao pursed his lips: "... Yeah, okay."
After getting a specific response from Wen Shuqiao, Shen Shiyue breathed a sigh of relief.
He really doesn't have much time, and he really misses his uncle.
He hadn't seen his uncle so lively and young for a long time.
Shen Shiyue walked to the door quickly, not even wanting to change his shoes, wanting to go out in a hurry.
He pressed down the door handle with both hands, opened the door and turned back to urge: "Can you hurry up?"
If his current body wasn't still that of a child, he wouldn't have to care about Wen Shuqiao.
Wen Shuqiao's expression was a little complicated. She hummed, "...coming."
With a click, the door was opened.
Shen Shiyue turned his head back and was about to step out of the door, but the next second, he was completely motionless.
The uncle he longed to see was standing outside the door peacefully with his cell phone in hand and red eyes.
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