The school bell rang. The boy was stunned and turned his head as if he was hesitant to speak.
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Zhuge Yun winked at Xiao Xiao and the others with a stern look on his face.
did you see it?
This is my personality charm!
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Zhang Bo and Zhao Luzheng looked like they were vomiting.
Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows. Why did he feel that the boy's hesitation just now didn't seem like regret for being interrupted when he was in full conversation, but more like... he wanted to say something but was hesitant?
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"Dingling bell~"
The moment the bell rang, the entire quiet campus became noisy.
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But in the blink of an eye, the classroom was already mostly empty.
Xiao Xiao and others were sitting on their seats waiting for everyone to leave. Just as they were about to get up, the boy in the front seat who had not left turned his head and looked at Zhuge Yun, "Um, do you really believe that there are monsters in the world?"
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Um?
Although Zhuge Yun felt a little strange, he still nodded honestly.
He didn't believe it before, but now with Lao San as a living example by his side, he couldn't believe it anymore.
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The boy's brows were tangled together, as if he was not sure whether he was going to say the next thing?
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"Is something wrong?"
Zhuge Yun also saw at this time that this boy probably wanted to tell him something.
Combined with the boy's repeated questioning of whether he believed there were monsters in the world, Zhuge Yun immediately confirmed that what made the boy in front of him hesitate to say anything was definitely related to monsters.
Zhuge Yun became a little curious and excited.
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Seeing the boy's hesitant look, Zhuge Yun decided to push him, "If you don't say anything, we're leaving."
Sure enough, the boy blurted out: "Wait a minute."
He looked around and saw that all the students in the classroom were gone, and only a few of them were left.
"I also heard what you just said-"
The boy smiled bitterly, finally made up his mind and said, "I thought about my uncle."
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"Your uncle?"
Zhuge Yun asked in surprise.
He thought the protagonist of the story was the boy in front of him, but turned out to be his uncle?
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"Well, my uncle."
Now that he has opened his mouth, the boy's words fall into place.
"My uncle told me this when I was a kid."
"He met a very beautiful girl when he was a child."
“Exceptionally beautiful.”
"So even though the young lady was a little indifferent at the time, my uncle still persisted in going up to talk to her."
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"Later they became very good friends..."
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However, I don’t know why that young lady doesn’t like meeting strangers.
Every time the boy's uncle saw her, he was sitting alone under the maple tree in his courtyard, with his pudding lying beside him.
Pudding is a black cat.
It's a stray cat that my grandma picked up and raised.
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When boys were young, it was normal for boys to be naughty and tease cats and dogs.
But he was a little scared of this black cat and didn't dare to provoke it.
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The boy's uncle had also wondered about this, but every time he wanted to ask, he forgot about it when he looked at the young lady's face.
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The young lady is very beautiful, but she has white hair, white eyebrows, and white eyes. She has a temperament that is different from ordinary people.
Every time I sit under the red maple tree, the gorgeous maple red and snow-like hair are entangled together, which is so beautiful that it takes your breath away.
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The boy's uncle thought that the young lady was a foreigner and because she was not familiar with the place, she always stayed alone.
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The transfer students in their class were also like this at the beginning.
Always alone and silent.
It took a while before I became familiar with the classmates in the class.
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He suddenly understood. No wonder the young lady hadn't spoken to him.
Is it because you don’t speak Chinese?
But, the young lady seems to understand what he said?
So...can the young lady listen but not speak?
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The boy's uncle was a little secretly happy at the time.
Because the little sister only plays with him and not with anyone else.
In this way, he no longer cared about many things that he found strange only when he thought about it later.
He was even excited to teach the young lady how to speak Chinese.
To this end, he also prepared a lot of information.
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Later, when the boy's uncle was in junior high school, he accidentally met someone on the road who was somewhat similar to the young lady. He also had white hair, white eyebrows, but light-colored eyes.
She also has skin that is paler than the average person.
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But the little sister is much prettier than her.
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He learned from a friend that the girl was an albino.
He learned the term albinism for the first time.
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No wonder the little sister always stays under the maple tree and never goes out to play.
It turns out that the young lady is sick.
The boy's uncle suddenly felt very guilty and regretful.
He had had several quarrels with the young lady over this before.
Although he was the first to bow his head and admit his mistake later.
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The boy's uncle treats the girl better.
They met almost every day, although he always did the talking and the young lady remained silent.
But an accidental response from the young lady can make him happy for a long time, and he doesn't think there is any problem with this kind of relationship.
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Time flies, and the boy's uncle grows up day by day, but the little sister in his eyes is still the same as when they first met.
There are no changes.
He began to feel a little strange.
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However, before he could ask his doubts, the young lady disappeared!
It was the summer after his college entrance examination.
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Since then, he has never seen this young lady who accompanied him throughout his childhood and adolescence and occupied almost all his beautiful memories.
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"When my uncle said this -"
The boy paused and seemed to be considering his words, "He is still smiling, but I feel that he is particularly melancholy."
"Exceptionally...sad."
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"My uncle said that he had been looking for her for a long time, but he could not find her."
The boy continued: "He has asked others, but except for him, no one knows that such a person exists."
"They all said that uncle was suffering from hysteria?"
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"My uncle found the pudding."
"In addition to him, Pudding was always by my little sister's side."
"But Pudding is just a cat."
"And it's a very old cat."
"What can it say?"
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"Later, my great-grandmother said that my uncle might have encountered a monster."
"Tell him not to force it, saying that his fate with monsters is over."