[Shenya] Aphasia

Chapter 14

Yahweh scattered people across the earth, so that they could not understand each other without speaking their language.He cut them off, because once they had built that city and that tower, there was nothing they could not accomplish.

He looks at you with happy stars, sun and moon, just like you can see his wandering soul, he is not as great as he imagined.You may be a knight, but he is not a princess, he is like a lighthouse standing alone, shining in the hazy fog of the Irish Sea every morning, firm and independent, but without support.

You try to make him give up those unnecessary kindness and recognize his ordinaryness.But this is not enough, you have to agree with his efforts, you have to give him full support after tearing down his walls.

"Snapped--"

One afternoon when the weather was very suitable for black tea and pastries, Kanda threw a stack of heavy materials on the dining table, which startled Allen. Half a piece of blueberry muffin in his hand fell on the table, and he swallowed it with blinking eyes. part.

"Bean sprouts," Kanda grinned, half-smile, "from today, learn to talk to me."

Allen opened his mouth blankly, and reached out to grab a piece of muffin, but Kanda took the plate away first.

He looked up at Kanda dissatisfied, the man was standing by the curtain, the black hair on the sunny side was gilded, looking very warm.However, the owner of the hair was very unwarm. He stared at Allen condescendingly, like a father staring at a mischievous child, which made Allen a little uncomfortable.

"Let's start with the basic vowels."

Kanda sat across from Allen, spread out the top notebook, and ticked the first line of text.

Five colored cards, printed with the lip shapes of the five major vowels, were lined up in front of Allen.

"Follow me, Bean Sprouts. The letter reads A..."

Even for people who have lost their language, this lesson is too simple, and Allen easily memorized five pronunciations.But when he said U, he paused a little.

"U..."

"What about this?" Kanda pushed the card with E in front of him.

Allen lowered his head, as if trying to think about something.Then he raised his head to look at Kanda's face, his eyes suddenly seemed to be dizzy with a faint sunlight, which made the other person's heart tremble.

"U."

Kanda was startled.

Some facts that he had been unwilling to face surfaced—Alan was very smart, he was like a pool of clear water, he was the shape of the palm of the person holding him.Probably in order to satisfy the other party or make himself less disappointed, he changed himself very easily, catering to and relying on the person in front of him, even though he loved that person desperately.

This "excellent" became the first word he regained his understanding of language.

Like what it means.

Kanda has lived for more than 20 years without ever taking responsibility for anyone outside her family.But now, the hand holding the letter card suddenly trembled heavily.

The boy seemed to realize something from his panic, so he pressed his hand.

Be firm.

Kanda looked into his eyes.

"I see."

Allen lowered his head, holding back the soreness in his eyes.

Rehabilitation training went surprisingly smoothly.Although Allen never recalled any vocabulary on his own except the "you", after a month passed, he could already recognize and read all the basic syllables that are commonly used.

A month later, Kanda rushed back from Manchester and received his first EEG report after his illness.

"The brain wave display is not much different from the pattern detected before the diagnosis." The rabbi who took Allian to the hospital for an EEG, pointed to the report, patted Kanda's shoulder with one hand, and said with a smile, "I'll let you know the specific waveform." I don’t understand, but the doctor said that it hasn’t gotten worse for the time being, which is the best news.”

"The doctor also said," the rabbi puffed out his stomach, stroked the non-existent beard on his chin, and imitated the doctor's tone in a rough voice, "Young man, you are really a rare case. Be confident in your recovery , otherwise it will make people who love you sad."

"He has no confidence."

Kanda was outspoken.Although the young man seemed to be fully cooperating with his rehabilitation plan, and would smile after completing the learning tasks, the appearance was too fragile... There was no expectation for the future in this man's eyes.

"He was just accepting my insistence, but he didn't understand it."

"I don't understand!" The rabbi was dumbfounded, "Why is this happening? You are his favorite person!"

Kanda was sad.Even the deepest love cannot be saved if one willfully keeps silent.

"But it's not a bad thing if he is willing to cooperate."

"No." Kanda cut off the rabbi's words, opened his mouth, but abruptly stopped talking.

Because he thinks it's a bad thing.

He was beginning to hate the silence, and he wished that the bean sprouts who liked to babble in his ear until he got annoyed would come back.Their atmosphere is always awkward. Every time he sits next to his silent lover, he racks his brains to search for topics that will make the surroundings less deserted, only to find that there is no response at all when he opens his mouth.

This process is repeated tirelessly every day.

Kanda found himself always worrying about the future, worrying with hands tied.He was extremely unaccustomed to the current self, he sighed softly, the lover beside him heard it clearly, he passed both hands under Kanda's armpit, hugged his arched back, and closed his eyes.

Kanda was quiet for a while, lowered his head, and breathed in Aren's ear, the fluffy white messy hair trembled slightly by his blowing.They embraced in the warmest posture, and they loved the feeling of rubbing each other's ears.Through the faint moonlight outside the window, Kanda saw the other party's bare and plump shoulders, where he had just kissed hard.He pulled up the quilt to cover half of Allen's face.

Allen raised his head and smiled at him.

Kanda touched his butt and squeezed it hard, Allen blinked in confusion, his brows furrowed as if he was going to have a seizure.Kanda's eyes were reddened by him, and this sudden blurred state didn't get any better until Allen fell into sleep.He really thought they would wake up arguing and blushing again, but thinking about it made it even more difficult to fall asleep.

Later, he began to try to take the initiative to fight.For example, take away his half-eaten steak and watch him angrily brandish a knife and fork at himself with a mouthful of sauce.For example, during rehabilitation training, when he pouted and thought about the pronunciation of something, he replaced it despite his anxious mood to flip the table.Another example is deliberately wandering outside the body when doing it, admiring the way he roars with a crying voice.

It's like a child's prank, but he never tires of it.

Later, he received an urgent call from the professor, asking him to return to the school and report to the laboratory immediately.

"I applied for you as one of the keynote speakers for the five-university joint academic lecture, and I think you are fully qualified for this assignment." The old professor sat across the table and slid a document in front of Kanda, "Also, from Cambridge and Oxford The ten post-doctoral fellows in this lecture will discover interns in this lecture, and if your speech is selected by them, you will be able to enter the school for a three-month internship. This is the first time in history..."

"I don't have time." Kanda frowned.

"Oh, of course, you have the right to have no time," the professor shrugged, "but I also have the right to force you to go. For this spot, I owe that bastard Kulos a drink and five thesis guidance-he is the host group Deputy team leader. Does he seem to know you?"

Kanda was at a loss for words and didn't know how to explain the fact that he asked Kuros to guide his rehabilitation training.

"He agreed to you because... it was me?"

"Of course." The professor's eyes widened. "I just hold the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor. After all, although that old thing is unreliable, he treats this kind of thing... as serious as a rock. It stands to reason to sign up." The time limit has passed, and he never opened the back door for others, but I insisted that he give you a chance. I reported your name, and his expression softened by half."

"But you still let him blackmail you." Kanda didn't care.

The professor scratched the back of his head: "Of course, I can also bet that he has a good impression of you and turns away to see if he will beg me in return... But with his temper, I don't want to take the risk. What do you think?"

"I see." Kanda stood up and straightened his coat, a plan slowly brewing in his mind, "I accept, but I ask for self-chosen topics and an internship tutor."

The professor gave him a blank look: "The former is fine, but the latter... I don't think it's possible."

"He wants this face, right?" Kanda lowered his voice, "If I'm not mistaken, he might be the only Manda teacher in the host group, right?"

He gritted his teeth and propped his hands on the edge of the table. Through his round glasses, the old professor saw the sharp and domineering gaze of this young man whom he had always valued, like a tempered sword.

"If I say that I can be the first in the lectures of the five schools, will he be able to give me this right?"

"Kanda, what do you want to do?"

"I want to bet. For myself," Kanda bowed his head.

and something I want to protect.

The old professor was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, and the thick and curly beard on his chin trembled.

"Is it your old 'project'? Oh boy, don't look at me like that. It's like looking at a monster...I think it's easy to guess. What happened to him?"

Kanda had no choice but to tell all about Allen and his recent encounters, as well as his request for help from Kuros.

After hearing this, the professor was silent for a long time.

"He must be a good young man who can get you so deep."

"He is my treasure." Kanda said without hesitation.

The professor smiled, took out the document, and wrote the name of Frois Tiedore on the instructor's place on the application form.

"But that child's condition is not optimistic. What do you want to do for him?"

Then he looked at his favorite student, the persistent young man, looked up after serious thinking, and said meaningfully: "Anything I can do."

You know it's true. Everything Ido. Ido it for you.

Li Nali loosened her fist and then clenched it again. This action was repeated many times.At last she spread her palms and rubbed them against her linen dress, but it didn't help, her palms were still dripping with cold sweat.

She was full of nervousness under her brows, she took countless deep breaths, and finally bent down and took the boy sitting on the sofa by the hand.

"Alan, what would you like to eat?"

Allen looked up at her in confusion, and it took him a long time to grin and smile. Li Nali knew that he could understand this sentence, which was one of the first batch of short sentences Kanda taught him.But he didn't seem to be familiar with it yet, so he spent a lot of time thinking about it.

After thinking about it, he shook his head unexpectedly.

"Across from Allen's house lived a young woman of German origin. That woman is still single, and she often comes to deliver her baked biscuits and potatoes... so frequently that even I know her plates." The rabbi said from the bathroom. He came out and pointed to the two empty plates on the dining table, "I don't think this kid will want to eat any more in a short time."

"You mean Miranda," Li Nali asked in surprise, "is that lady from the choir?"

The rabbi spread out his hands in embarrassment: "I don't know about that."

"Allen mentioned that lady before. She often practiced the cello at home, and the neighbors could hear her."

"That's true," the rabbi laughed. "Such a kind and gentle woman is indeed very likely to be a Catholic."

"She is also one of the founders of the community orchestra. She leads the band rehearsal here on weekdays, and goes to church to sing hymns on weekends. Allen used to play the piano, so she should be able to get along well with this kind of person..." Halfway through the talk , Li Nali suddenly fell silent.

"what's wrong?"

"Alian, now, can he play the piano?"

She glanced at the young man who was repeating the words on the literacy board. He was standing on the balcony with his back to the light, and the brown shadow on his face was very soft.

"Rabbi, I'm going to restore the Windermere," she murmured. "Let's buy a new piano and replace the broken one...I want to bring him back to life."

The rabbi couldn't help but ponder.He peeked at the balcony, and found that the boy's attention was not here, so he put his head in and hurriedly pecked on the lips of the girl beside him.

"I'm going to be jealous."

"He is my most important friend and will always be." Li Nali looked at him, her helpless expression was like a sigh, "but I will not kiss him."

So the rabbi laughed and said, "I really love your candor."

After the plan was formed, it was quickly put on the agenda.Inexplicably, Allen was dragged onto Oxford Street by the two of them, and he jumped up as if he had just woken up when he pushed into the musical instrument shop opposite the Royal Academy of Music in the north.

"My girlfriend bought this for you, Allen, for you," the rabbi picked up the collar of the man who tried to sneak out and dragged him back, ignoring his half-understanding gaze, and poked him vigorously with his index finger He threatened her chest, "Understood? If you don't accept her intentions, I will beat you... I will really beat you."

It was a rare clear day, and the morning sky was a beautiful rose color, and the rising sun gradually dyed the stratus clouds. RNCM's light brown building full of modern art features stands within sight. Allen shifted his gaze from that building back to the rabbi's face, biting his lip and shaking his head desperately.

"You have to choose for me, Allen."

Li Nali looked a little sad, and the rabbi glared at her.

Allen pursed his lips and could only nod.

But when Li Nali went straight to the counter with J. Broadwood's name on it, he tried to escape again.

"Gui, don't do it." Allen hurriedly explained.

Li Nali said apologetically: "I don't know piano, and there are only a handful of brands I've heard of. If Allen knows better ones, that's all. Otherwise, I won't back down. You help me look at the store, no matter the peak season or the off-season, there are never many. It costs one pound, the Windermere elves have a small savings in the past few years, plus our own... I know you can’t understand after saying so much, that hotel is my jewel, no matter for it or for me My friend, I don't want to be wronged."

Allen lowered his head.

The most fortunate thing is that Allen's damaged brain area does not contain the music part. He can clearly distinguish each syllable and combine them into flowing and beautiful music as before.The fingers that left the keys trembled a little, and the player looked lost, as if thinking of many things in the past.Li Nali turned around and sighed softly.

Kanda, who heard about it, rushed back one weekend in a hurry.

"Ayou, I have paid two-thirds of the deposit for the piano, and the store will arrange delivery to the Windermere elves in two weeks." The rabbi patted Kanda on the shoulder, "You can rest assured that you will be busy with your lecture, everything will go well Extremely."

Kanda felt a hot stare on his back, he turned his head, Aren quickly looked away.

"I'll pay the rest."

"What are you kidding?" Li Nali made an unbelievable look, "Do you think it's your piano? It's ours." She emphasized the word "we".

Kanda looked at the rabbi, who smiled dryly: "You, what are you looking at, of course it includes me."

"I don't want to say it a third time, I will pay the rest."

Li Nali smiled at the rabbi secretly.In this case, the child will probably feel less guilty.

After the two left satisfied, Kanda finally looked seriously into Allen's eyes.

"You still will?"

Allen nodded in panic, a cluster of small flames danced in his eyes.

Kanda took out his left hand that was in his pocket, rubbed his fingers one by one, his heart suddenly felt hot, so he put that hand on his lips and kissed.

"Huh?" Allen was surprised.

"Don't make a sound."

Don't make a sound, let me feel you.

I should have felt you in some other way. Your existence is obviously richer and more splendid than all words. You are a miracle in yourself.But I never realized that you in the past were so thin in my eyes.

I seem to have finally grasped the way to love you.

Later, Kanda went home even less often, and only took a phone call after lunch to inquire about the situation. It was good to have a rabbi or Li Nali. If Ya connected the phone, their conversations could even be counted in words.They no longer had unnecessary quarrels, and Kanda no longer tried to provoke him. He seemed to have stabilized a lot. Although the infected Allen was still preoccupied, he was able to maintain calm all the time.

If this is the ending, then maybe... no, it must be the most beautiful story of the four of them.

-TBC.