It's so quiet inside that they can't see a figure. Chueh-min said in surprise, "Why is it so quiet? Where did everyone go? "
"They may all be out. Don't you see there is no sedan chair in the hall? " Qin interface.
"Didn't Big Brother say he wouldn't go out today?" Chueh-min said suspiciously.
"Then my aunt must be sitting outside," Chin answered quietly. She added, "Let's go to my cousin's house first."
They walked all the way to Chueh-hsin's room. No sooner had their feet set foot on the floor of the corridor than a deep voice came into their ears.
"Why are they in the house?" Chueh-min said in surprise. They opened the curtains and went in.
Chueh-hsin is sitting in a movable chair, and Shuhua and Yun are standing on the other side of the table. Shuzhen leaned against the corner of the desk, with her elbows on the desktop and her chin in her hands. Qixia stood beside Shu Zhen. Shuhua heard footsteps, looked up and saw Chueh-min and Chin. Her face lit up at once, but she didn't speak, but made a gesture to calm them down.
Chueh-min and Chin walked silently to the desk. They didn't know what happened at first, but as soon as they got there, they fully understood.
Chueh-hsin closed his eyes as if he were asleep and put his hands on a heart-shaped board. This board is only as big as his hands put together. There are two wooden feet below and a small wheel on the toe. There is a small hole in the apex of the heart, and a pencil is inserted in the hole. Push the plate by hand to move the wheel of the plate. The copper pen moves with the wheel and keeps drawing lines and writing on the paper. This board is called "Bunan Diu", which was a popular "toy" five or six years ago. Chueh-min himself once played with others, but now he doesn't believe in such tricks.
"Sister, can you see us?" Non-success said with tears, her eyes kept moving with the pencil inserted on the board.
Bunan walked up and down the paper, and people only heard the sound of wheels rolling.
"think! Think about it! " Shuhua stared at the paper for a while and suddenly began to cry loudly.
Chueh-min walked behind Shuzhen. Shuzhen looked back at him and whispered seriously, "Cousin Hui is here."
Chueh-min didn't answer, but turned to look at the cloud. Bright tears rolled down the pink cheeks of the clouds. Her eyes have a complicated expression. She seems to have been looking at the blackboard in front of her all her life and the lines and vague handwriting it draws on the paper. Chueh-min immediately held back his laughter. He looked at Qin again, and Qin also sent sympathetic eyes.
"Elder sister, you know we are all well? Grandma, aunt, mother, they often talk about you. Di Mei is getting married, "Yun said to Bunan with tears, as if she were really talking to her sister.
The pencil moves so much that I can't see a word. Shuhua suddenly shouted: "I, this is the word' I'!"
Non-success followed the handwriting and really saw a word "I". Brennan lost the word "I" and scribbled it again.
"Difficult words!" Shuhua is shouting again.
"But this is the word' Guo'," said Ying Zheng bitterly.
"I am sad!" Shuhua read painfully.
"Elder sister, elder sister, you don't be sad! If you have anything to say, please tell me. I am here. Can you see me? What are you still upset about Good sisters like us, you shouldn't keep it from me ... "Non-success said sadly, her face was full of tears, and she looked at Bunan without hesitation.
Shu Hua shed a few tears. Shuhua kept wiping her eyes with a handkerchief. Even Chin, who didn't believe this move, felt her eyes moist.
"Go ..." Shuhua reported the first word, and then she read: "Go ... things ... no ... no, this is ... going back to ... first. What she said is: the past is unbearable. "
"I can't bear to look back," Yun read obsessively, and then said to himself, "I really can't bear it." She asked Brennan again, "Sister, can we meet again?"
Brennan lost the word "I don't know" and later wrote the word "Di Mei Ku".
"Strange, she knows!" Shu Hua said in surprise.
"Elder sister, you bless Di Mei, he is in poor health and weak," non-success sobbed.
Brennan lost the longest time this time. He wrote many words one after another. Shuhua slowly read out: "personnel are impermanent and the future is bleak. Save yourself early, but you can't stay long. I'm leaving. "
"Elder sister, don't go, elder sister, elder sister, ..." Non-success pleaded, as if holding the most precious thing in her life. She stared at the small wooden boards and foreign papers full of crooked handwriting. Her tears dripped on the paper.
"She's gone," Shuhua said disappointedly. She wiped her eyes.
Shu Hua is right. Pencils can't write on paper. It draws all circles and curves. Chueh-hsin still seemed to be asleep, his hands pressed Bunan's funeral, his eyes were closed tightly, his mouth was slightly open, and saliva slowly flowed out of his mouth.
"Elder sister, elder sister ..." Non-success is still calling in a sad voice, which is a desperate struggle. The voice is unusually gentle and desolate, hovering in these people's ears.
Joan spoke. She put a hand around Yun's neck and placed it on Yun's right shoulder. She said softly, "Sister Yun, stop screaming. It's no use. It's over. Sister Hui didn't write it. "
"Didn't you see it just now? She also said many words, "non-success bitterly retorted. She believes what she sees, which is what she has been longing for. She couldn't believe it wasn't Hui's ghost who wrote these words.
"We'll talk about it later. You should calm down, "Chin advised sympathetically. She knew the mood of non-success, and she was tortured by that memory. She naturally hopes that Huineng will come and talk to them. The difference is that she doesn't believe in ghosts, and she also knows that Brennan's tricks are just hypnosis and so on.
When Chueh-min saw that Chueh-hsin was still awake, he shook him up.
Chueh-hsin opened his eyes and looked at the crowd in surprise. He doesn't know why the cloud is still crying, and his eyes are still wet, and Chin has a sad expression on her face. He asked, "What's the matter? What is it? "
"Cousin Hui came and talked a lot," Shuhua replied.
"What is it? Tell me quickly! " Chueh-hsin's face changed and he said quickly.
Shuhua told Chueh-hsin the whole story: how did the word "Hui" appear on the paper, how did they know it was Cousin Hui, what she asked her, and how did she answer? She said she was lonely and miserable ... what Chueh-min and Chin know from now on.
Chueh-min looked at Chueh-hsin with pity. He thought, how can such a thin body hold so much?
Chueh-hsin listened and forgot everything. He stared at Shuhua's mouth as if she was afraid that words would slip out of her mouth. But without hearing three or five sentences, his eyes lit up and big tears fell one after another. He didn't wipe his eyes, but listened to Shu Hua.
Jean just advised Yun not to be sad, but Shuhua's words made Yun cry again. Non-success took a handkerchief to cover her mouth, but also cocked her head, unwilling to show people her face, and her face was in a mess.
Shuhua was so absorbed in her talk that she didn't notice Chueh-min winking at her and asking her to cut short. Her words tormented Chueh-hsin's heart and soul over and over again, making them restless. She didn't know that she was doing a cruel thing; Chueh-min already had this idea, so he waited until Shuhua stopped talking before interrupting her:
"Where did this thing come from? Why did you think of doing this? "
"Eldest brother found it in an old box. This Bunan has been missing for several years, "Shuhua answered bluntly.
Chueh-hsin knew that his heart was in pain and suffering. He felt a sharp pain, but at the same time he got a satisfaction. He likes people to talk about her and mention her name, so that he will feel that she is not dead or forgotten. Tears of generate gave him painful satisfaction. The nervous heart relaxed. The scar was washed away. He sighed slightly and leaned his back in the chair.
"Eldest brother, why did you let Bunan fall? Why do you torture yourself like this when you know it's fake? " Chueh-min gently rebuked Chueh-hsin and looked at Chueh-hsin's face affectionately.
"You say false? I don't believe it! It is clearly the tone of Cousin Hui! " Shu Hua said unconvinced.
Chueh-min looked up and gave Shuhua a reproachful look. He replied gently: "This is the function of the subconscious mind, which is unreliable. You don't understand. But big brother knows. "
"Big Brother!" Shuhua let out a cry of surprise. She didn't want to talk, but Chueh-hsin said first:
"I also know that there is no ghost, Keiko cousin also can't meet and talk with us again. However, this subconscious function cannot be said to be false. Isn't that what she said before? Tone is always her tone. It's like finding out her old photos, which is also good. We still miss her. Cousin Yun said to invite me, so I'll give it a try. " Chueh-hsin told Chueh-min sentence by sentence that his face was cramped with pain. This time he didn't cry, but his face was even more pitiful than when he cried.
"I know, I know," Chueh-min's heart ached with sympathy, and he said excitedly, "but don't you make yourself more miserable? Let bygones be bygones. Why do you want to make a loss in Brennan? Why torture yourself afterwards if you didn't try to save it beforehand? What's the use of a person blaming himself? "
"Don't blame me, I understand," pleaded Chueh-hsin, burying his head and grasping Chueh-min's hand tightly.
"I don't blame you. It's no use complaining now. I sympathize with you, and I understand your situation. But I don't quite understand your thoughts and practices. Why do you always think about the past? Why not think more about the future? " Chueh-min sincerely advised Chueh-hsin.
Chueh-hsin was touched. This time, he let tears come to his eyes. He seemed to see a glimmer of hope, but it disappeared at once. He sighed and said in a pleading voice, "What future can I have in the future? I might as well think more about the past. They can also give me some comfort. I used to be very happy. "
Shuhua looked at her two brothers doubtfully. She didn't quite understand what they were saying. She doesn't understand what the so-called "subconscious effect" means, but she believes that they (especially Chueh-min who loves his younger brother) know more than she does. So she stopped arguing with Chueh-min and listened to them silently.
Non-success is surrounded by sad memories, so she can't pay much attention to Chueh-min's brother's conversation. Joan pulled her to a chair at the square table and sat down to comfort her kindly.
Shu Zhen still leans in the corner of the desk. She seemed to be paying attention to the conversation between her two cousins, but in fact she didn't listen to anything. Her face is always full of loneliness and fear.
Not home, but spring or autumn.