The sound of a glass ball falling to the ground came from upstairs. Lu Sheng, covered with a quilt, twisted his body angrily and almost collapsed, "Do the parents not care about this child?" Lu Sheng's temper would never be tolerated forever.
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Lu Sheng angrily put on his slippers and went upstairs, banging, banging, banging on the door angrily.
The person who came to open the door was an old man about seventy years old. He had a kind face, a pair of spectacles, and an elegant temperament, giving people the impression of a scholar.
As soon as Lu Sheng saw that the person who opened the door was an old man who was older than him and looked inexplicably kind, he suppressed his emotions and said, "Uncle, don't let your children play marbles. There is no way to sleep downstairs."
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"I live alone, and my grandson isn't here either." The old man felt very puzzled after hearing this. "Besides, I don't have the kind of marbles you mentioned at home."
"That's impossible. Did something fall on the ground?" Lu Sheng didn't believe it and continued to ask, looking into the room.
"No," the old man thought carefully, and then asked, "What kind of sound is it?"
"Dang-dang-dang, very noisy, like the sound of something falling to the ground."
"Oh, oh, that's right," the uncle thought for a moment and said with a smile, "This sound is coming from the cement board. It is a common phenomenon on floors. Relevant research has proven it..."
The uncle also gave some very professional explanations about construction projects. Lu Sheng didn't understand and didn't listen. After making sure that no one had dropped anything upstairs, he said sorry to the uncle and turned around and started walking downstairs.
Just after he stepped down a step, Lu Sheng's body couldn't help but swayed slightly. Lu Sheng held the handle of the stairs with his right hand and touched his head with the other hand.
The uncle who had not yet entered the house saw it and quickly stepped forward to help Lu Sheng.
"Uncle, I'm fine, I just need to go home and lie down for a while." Lu Sheng said weakly to the old man.
The old man supported Lu Sheng and asked some concerned questions, and the two of them went downstairs and entered the house together.
After Xiao Wu had tidied up the room, it was much neater, but some medicines were still conspicuously placed on the coffee table. The uncle helped Lu Sheng to the sofa, and at the same time he saw the medicines on the coffee table with his peripheral vision.
"Young man, does your body often feel like this?" After the uncle asked, he quickly added, "Oh, I am a retired doctor. Please tell me and see if I can help you."
"Thank you, uncle, for helping me down at such an old age." Lu Sheng thanked the old man and continued, "The interval is not necessarily certain, sometimes it is long, sometimes it is short."
"I haven't woken up during the day for some days. I feel very energetic at night and just want to sleep. Sometimes I faint suddenly."
"It should be narcolepsy." The uncle looked at the medicine again and turned to Lu Sheng, "I have never encountered this disease in so many years of work. It is a rare disease."
"It's okay. I'm used to it. This disease can't kill anyone anyway."
"That being said, young man," the old man continued earnestly, "you have to pay attention to your emotions and adjust your mentality. This disease will gradually get better, otherwise it may eventually lead to sleep hallucinations.
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"Sleep hallucination?" Lu Sheng heard this term for the first time since he got sick, and asked with some worry, "What is a sleep hallucination?"
"Oh, it's nothing,"
The old man suddenly felt that he was getting older, and he said things that he shouldn't have said. It seemed too early to say these things now, and saying more would only cause more trouble to the patient. "Sleep hallucinations are only possible and are accidental phenomena.
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"This disease can be alleviated, so you don't have to worry too much," the uncle continued to say with a kind face, "Young man, we are all neighbors upstairs and downstairs. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me." After that, the uncle got up and left.
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"Sleep hallucination!" This sudden word always appeared in Lu Sheng's mind, which made Lu Sheng instinctively feel that it was not a good word, adding more gloom to his already melancholy face. Lu Sheng sent the uncle away absentmindedly.
, I didn’t come back to my senses for a long time.
Lu Sheng took out his mobile phone and did not continue to search for narcolepsy this time. Instead, he directly searched for sleep hallucinations. After searching carefully for a long time, he finally found the connection between sleep hallucinations and narcolepsy in a message. The screen displayed:
"During the transition between wakefulness and sleep, vivid dream-like feelings can occur."
Lu Sheng’s mother died when he was very young. His wife died in a car accident when Lu Sheng was 30 years old. The owner of the car that caused the accident has not been caught yet. Lu Sheng, who is 40 years old, has put all his spiritual sustenance in
Regarding his father, his father also left at the beginning of the year, and he even lost his beloved job.
Lu Sheng originally felt that God was so unfair to him, but he got this strange disease. Lu Sheng even hoped that he had a terminal illness. Now he just realized that his remaining sanity may be accompanied by illusions.
Since getting sick, Lu Sheng has been in pain, feeling groggy all day long, and spending time in a deep sleep every day. Now it seems that nothing can continue to support Lu Sheng's weak body. For the first time, Lu Sheng had the idea of committing suicide.
How I wish that one deep sleep would prevent me from ever waking up!
Lu Sheng stared at the screen of her mobile phone without any response for a long time. Xiao Wu's call information flashed on the screen, without attracting Lu Sheng's attention at all. That was the moment when the thought of committing suicide appeared in her mind.
Lu Sheng finally noticed Xiao Wu’s call.
"Master, you must be awake, right?" Xiao Wu's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Well," Lu Sheng tried to keep his tone normal and raised his voice a little more, "Why did you leave last night?"
"Haha," Xiao Wu laughed sheepishly and continued, "Master, I'll pick you up."
Both of them hung up the phone. Lu Sheng knew what Xiao Wu had called him to do. The tacit understanding formed over a long period of time would not disappear in a short time.