sinovels Chapter 10 The Light on the Roof
Chapter 10 The Light on the Roof
A few days later, it snowed.
There is a small lake near the suburbs that is especially famous because all the kids wait for it to freeze when it snows.
At that time, there will be many people skating on it.
Lele also wanted to go, and just happened to be free today, so she asked Chen Zhou in a low voice.
The voice was so low that Chen Zhou could hardly hear it, so he leaned over and asked, "What did you say?"
"I said..." Lele lowered her head, "Can you take me to the lake to play?"
"Lake? But at this time, the ice on the water doesn't seem to be very strong. Are you afraid of falling?"
"Then, then I won't go."
Chen Zhou chuckled, and reached out to hold him: "Let's go, let's go and have a look."
Lele nodded happily.
It was snowing outside at this time, and it looked fluffy, covering the road and both sides of the road with a layer of white sand-like snow.
The wires on the poles also slowly piled up thin snow, bending the wires little by little.
The two of them stepped on the snow, leaving a row of small footprints and a row of big footprints.
On the way, I went to see Grandpa Liu. He still guarded his small shop, and the little local dog also grew up very fast, and began to become less and less cute.
After saying hello, the two continued to move forward.
They walked for a long time before they came near the lake.
Usually at this time, there are no people around the lake, because it is too cold and the ice on the water has not yet frozen.
But now, a large group of people gathered around the lake, making various noises, shouts, and discussions.
Chen Zhou had a bad feeling.
He led Lele and squeezed into the crowd together, and took a look——
There are fine pieces of ice floating on the surface of the lake, obviously broken when it formed into thin ice.
There is a small rock protruding from the lake, where one or two people can sit and rest.
In summer, when everyone is tired from swimming, they swim to the rocks and climb on them for a rest.
And in the ice and snow, Chen Zhou saw the child sitting on the stone, and Uncle He floating on the water.
what happened?
Several people by the lake took off their heavy cotton clothes and went into the water, bringing the child and Uncle He back to the shore.
Chen Zhou trembled a little, pushed aside others and squatted beside Uncle He.
He stretched out his hand to touch Uncle He's breath.
Out of breath.
With trembling hands, Chen Zhou frantically picked up Uncle He's sweater and began to prepare for CPR.
The moment he touched his body, Chen Zhou felt a strong pain from his fingertips, mixed with a biting chill, hitting his brain directly.
This feeling is very familiar. I also felt it once when I went to find the old woman.
Chen Zhou suddenly realized that Uncle He was dead and could not be saved.
What happened next was the reflection of Uncle He before his death.
When Chen Zhou came back to his senses, the surroundings had already calmed down. There were no large groups of people on the shore, and the ice on the lake was not broken. Everything was just beginning.
Chen Zhou sat down on the shore, a little numbly waiting for the next development.
A child walked to the lake, and the balloon in his arms fell to the lake.
At first, he stretched out his legs cautiously to test it, and found that the thin ice on the lake he stepped on would not break.
That's why he happily slid forward and took back the balloon, completely ignoring the cracked ice surface that appeared every time he took a step behind him.
"Crack-"
The ice surface was like a gradually shattering mirror, with cracks appearing, spreading towards the child bit by bit.
It is also like a slowly forming spider web, and the prey in the center of the web is the child.
Chen Zhou was worried when he saw it, and couldn't help but wanted to step forward to pull him back, but when he got up, he saw the child fall.
The ice on the lake shattered and the water splashed in all directions.
"do not move!"
A familiar voice came from the lake, and Chen Zhou turned his head to look.
It's Uncle He.
At this time, Uncle He was alive, breathing and heartbeating, and Chen Zhou's eyes were red.
Uncle He took off his white cotton coat, jumped into the water wearing a sweater, and swam towards the child.
Uncle He grabbed the child's clothes, and when he saw that the child was silent, he was even more anxious, and hurried to the shore.
But at this moment leg cramps!
Uncle He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and made a choice in just a second.
The shore is too far away, and I will definitely not be able to swim back with my children.
I had no choice but to swim to the rocks in the middle of the lake which were closer.
At least the children can be sent up.
Seeing Uncle He change direction, Chen Zhou suddenly felt tense and shouted, "What are you doing? You swam in the wrong direction!"
Uncle He couldn't hear it at all, and after sending the child to the stone, his legs began to cramp again.
The lake water was too cold, and he didn't have time to warm up before going to save people. His cramped leg made him feel overwhelmed, and his soaked sweater became heavier and heavier. He plunged into the water to straighten his leg, trying to relieve the cramping.
But it didn't work.
Chen Zhou saw Uncle He float up with his own eyes.
Face buried in the water, back to the sky.
The days of getting along with Uncle He are vivid in my mind, such a good person, just left.
Even the way of death is to save people.
Chen Zhou covered his face and cried softly.
His cries echoed on the quiet lake, crossed the shattered ice, and reached Uncle He's body.
It began to snow in the sky, and the fluffy white fluttered in the air, falling on Uncle He's back.
It was really hard for Chen Zhou to accept it.
Uncle He has never done anything wrong, nor has he done anything wrong to anyone.
In the barren and desolate suburbs for children for a full ten years.
How could such a selfless and kind person leave like this?
He also has a relationship that didn't start, and a mutual crush.
How come, dead?
"Manly man, why are you crying? Isn't it embarrassing?"
Uncle He's voice was very close, right in front of Chen Zhou.
Chen Zhou looked up and saw Uncle He with a pale face, and cried even louder.
Uncle He sighed, squatted down, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder, but missed.
He looked at his hand in surprise: "Ah, it's really a different way for people and ghosts, I can't touch you."
Chen Zhou cried less, and looked at him sobbingly: "Why don't you swim to the shore? Are you stupid?!"
"Did you talk like that?" Uncle He glared at him, "My physical condition was not strong enough for me to swim to the shore, and that little bastard would have to die with me."
Chen Zhou didn't make a sound, just sniffed his nose.
Uncle He also imitated Chen Zhou and sat beside him, joking: "Don't be sad, I deserved to die."
"I have long been thinking about how a handsome person like me would die. I thought about various ways to die, but I never thought that I would die by drowning."
"But I also think it's worth the heroic sacrifice to save people."
With a muffled voice, Chen Zhou turned to look at him: "What about Chuantian Huahua Kindergarten?"
"There will be a new principal to take over."
"Then what about my salary?"
"...Didn't I give you this month in advance? Don't make trouble for no reason!"
"Then what about Miss Wu!"
Uncle He immediately let go of his anger and lowered his eyes: "She will meet someone better."
"But she likes you!"
"Then what can I do? Should I use the dead body to revive my soul? Or put on a scene where the relationship between humans and ghosts is still unfinished?"
Chen Zhou closed his mouth.
He just can't accept this fact now.
He tried in delusion to keep Uncle He.
"sorry."
Obviously Chen Zhou was supposed to comfort Uncle He, but now it was Uncle He comforting Chen Zhou instead.
"I just miss you."
Uncle He smiled lightly: "People are going to die, I am not abandoning you. Don't worry, I will still come back to see you from time to time."
"But usually I can't come out during the day, wait until night, I can come to your house to chat with you at night."
"Look, am I being nice to you!"
Chen Zhou: ...I think it's a little scary.
Uncle He raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and smiled at Chen Zhou: "It's time, I should go."
"where to?"
"To death."
Chen Zhou frowned, and suddenly remembered what the old woman said to him: "Are you going to the end of the road?"
"Hey, you know?"
Chen Zhou nodded.
Uncle He suddenly said to him seriously: "The opposite end, the reincarnation. You have to remember."
Chen Zhou was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the old lady had also told him.
Before he could ask a question, he saw a ray of light burst from the snow-falling sky.
The gray sky was like a crack at this time, with many cracks, one of which seemed to fall down, revealing a dazzling light, which made Chen Zhou unable to open his eyes.
"Uncle... Uncle?"
It's Lele's voice.
Chen Zhou lowered his head and opened his eyes, and found that Lele was holding his hand, looking at him suspiciously.
Chen Zhou hurriedly looked up and looked around.
The noisy crowd by the lake had already dissipated, only a few adults were busy with the children who had just come up.
Uncle He's body turned into a thin beam of light and spread out, making it difficult to find any traces.
Lele asked, "Uncle, what are you looking at?"
Chen Zhou patted his head: "Your Uncle He is dead."
"Uncle He?" Lele tilted his head with a puzzled expression, "Who is Uncle He?"
Chen Zhou was taken aback, squatted down, and looked at him with wide eyes in disbelief: "It's that Uncle He from Chuantian Huahua Kindergarten, the principal!"
Lele became more and more confused: "The principal is Uncle He? But isn't the principal an aunt?"
Chen Zhou:!
what happened?
Lele doesn't remember Uncle He?
Chen Zhou couldn't understand, so he grabbed the adults by the lake and asked, "Who saved that kid just now?"
The man was startled, and looked at Chen Zhou strangely: "His mother rescued him."
How could it be his mother? !
Obviously it's Uncle He!
Chen Zhou asked the people around the child who fell into the water, but no one said it was Uncle He.
The traces of Uncle He seemed to have been erased.
Chen Zhou questioned the system in his head.
[Chen Zhou: What's the situation?Is there a bug in your system? 】
[Yao Lingling: During testing... nothing went wrong. 】
[Chen Zhou: Then Uncle He...]
[Yao Lingling: The disappearance of a piece of data will not have any impact on the main story, it only needs to be rearranged with a new series of data to replace it. 】
[Chen Zhou: Instead?Then why does Lele still remember the old lady after she died? 】
[Yao Lingling: Because the old lady is a character belonging to the main story and will not be replaced. 】
Chen Zhou gritted his teeth and cursed.
All the sacrifices made by Uncle He have been erased.
All his stories, all his emotions, no one else remembers.
His dedication to Kawata Hana Kindergarten was replaced by another data.
The relationship between him and Sister Wu ended before it started.
Chen Zhou was so irritable that his eyes were red with anger.
Not worth it, really not worth it!
"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Lele didn't understand why Chen Zhou was angry, she was a little scared, but she refused to stay away, so she held Chen Zhou's clothes and stood by the cold lake with him.
Chen Zhou turned his head and saw that a thin layer of snow had fallen on Lele's head. His eyes were looking at him thoroughly, and suddenly the unhappiness in his chest dissipated a little.
He breathed a sigh of relief, his brows and eyes were full of helplessness: "Lele, let's go home."
"it is good."
Chen Zhou was always in good health, but he also caught a cold the next day.
He still took Lele to kindergarten.
When I arrived at the gate, I found that the kindergarten was not as usual, full of children's crying and laughing.
Chen Zhou opened the door suspiciously and saw a familiar figure.
It's Miss Wu!
Suddenly, Chen Zhou's nose soured and he smiled in relief.
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Speaking of Lantern Festival, it is quite cool to write a dead person hahahahaha!