When I wake up, the actor has a cub

The blood-stained diary did not disappear, just like the wound on his wrist.

Qin Ke returned to the ancestral hall in Bailou, and wrote Duan Congzhi's name in his blood on the empty family tree.He was a little sluggish when he moved the pen, but he finally left Duan Congzhi's name.

Although the world is against him, he also seems to have a small chip in his hand.

Wei Ruqiu is getting more and more busy, Wei Zhizhi sometimes comes to Qin's house.

Although Qin Ke asked Wei Zhizhi to come to Qin's house, he seldom saw him, and just paid attention to him silently. Duan Congzhi's shadow occasionally appeared on Wei Zhizhi.

When he was eating glutinous rice balls, he knew he wanted to save a portion for the glutinous rice balls. When he entered the study for the first time, Wei Zhizhi stared at that corner for a long time, and Qin Ke asked him what he was looking at.

He regained his senses and said hesitantly, "I always feel that there should be something there."

"what."

Wei Zhizhi also felt that his thoughts were a bit strange, why would there be a sofa in the study, but when Uncle Qin asked him, he said, "Sofa, and soft pillows."

Qin Ke nodded.

Apart from Qin Ke's memory, the only place Duan Congzhi exists seems to be in Wei Zhizhi, who knows something that only Congzhi should know.

Is there really reincarnation in this world?Why is the trace of his existence disappearing?

There are more books on physics and philosophy on Qin Ke's desk.

Wei Zhizhi had a whim and said that he wanted to learn Kung Fu. Wei Ruqiu also thought it was good, so he enrolled him in Sanda classes. When Wei Zhizhi met him, he changed his mind again. He said, "I'm going to Tongyuan Martial Arts Hall."

Wei Ruqiu asked him: "Where is Tongyuan Martial Arts?"

Wei Zhizhi was taken aback for a moment: "I don't know."

Wei Ruqiu didn't think much about it, just as he heard it from somewhere, he went to inquire about the location of Tongyuan Martial Arts.

Wei Zhizhi knew it wasn't, he didn't just wake up after falling into the water, he was already 12 years old, and now he can clearly distinguish his own memory.

Although my childhood memories are blurred, I still have the impression that autism is rarely cured, but he recovered somehow. This may be a miracle. The doctor couldn't explain why, and Wei Ruqiu didn't want to delve into it.

He knew that he seldom paid attention to this world actively before, but he silently remembered what he saw. He didn't remember that he had been to Tongyuan Martial Arts School, or where he had heard about it.

It's like a word that came out of nowhere.

Anyway, Wei Ruqiu took him there.

Wei Zhizhi stared at Duan Yun for a while, not because of his good looks, but for the same reason as Uncle Qin, he felt very kind, Duan Yun asked him: "What's your name?"

Wei Ruqiu looked at him and asked him to speak for himself, but Wei Zhizhi said, "My name is Wei Zhizhi."

Duan Yun was in a daze for a moment, Zhizhi...

Duan Yun did not accept disciples, but Duan Chenfang accepted Wei Zhizhi.

Duan Chenfang knew very well that not everyone has the talent to practice martial arts. Most of the people who learn martial arts in the martial arts hall are ordinary people. There are a small number of people like Xiao Shige, but there are also a few people like Wei Zhizhi.

He didn't seem to be able to control his body very well. Even though it was a very basic exercise, he could fall to the ground.

Duan Chenfang hesitated to speak, and finally said tactfully: "You may not be very suitable for martial arts."

Wei Zhizhi didn't say anything, and he actually didn't like it, but he always felt that he should learn.

Wei Zhizhi himself didn't know what was going on. He wanted to imitate his master's movements, but he always unconsciously tried another more difficult movement. For example, when Duan Chenfang taught him to kick, he always thought he could fly, but ended up flying. It didn't fly, but it fell very hard.

After another heavy fall to the ground, Wei Zhizhi's mind went blank for a moment, and he suddenly became frightened. Wasn't he really controlled by something?

This time, he suffered a serious ankle injury and needed to recuperate for two months.

Wei Ruqiu never allowed him to go to the martial arts gym again. Wei Zhizhi obviously wanted to go, but he was relieved for some reason. After he recovered from his injury, he began to learn to dance.

Qin Ke asked him why he was injured, and Wei Zhizhi said embarrassedly: "I can't help but want to do other movements."

Wei Zhizhi whispered, "I don't want to learn anymore."

Qin Ke didn't judge, just nodded.

When Wei Zhizhi was in his third year of high school, his classmates were preparing for the college entrance examination, but he began to pay attention to idol recruitment.He wanted to debut as a star, but Wei Ruqiu disagreed.

"What about your college entrance examination?"

"I can take the art test."

Wei Ruqiu disagreed, and Wei Zhizhi whispered, "Mathematics is too difficult, I can't learn it."

The performance requirements for cultural courses in the art test can be lower.

Wei Ruqiu couldn’t do anything about him either. Wei Zhizhi’s math scores were very unstable, and most of the time he was at a passing level, but occasionally he would make the last question so difficult that the teachers agreed that he was very talented, but The foundation is not solid, always saying that he is not serious enough.

Wei Ruqiu knew that Zhizhi was actually very serious.

She sighed, Wei Zhizhi is very talented in painting, if he said he wanted to study art, Wei Ruqiu would agree, but to be a celebrity... Wei Ruqiu doesn't want him to take this path, the entertainment circle and the capital circle are too close up.

She hated the Wei family deeply.

Wei Ruqiu has always loved Wei Zhizhi, but this time she never let go, so Wei Zhizhi went to find Qin Ke.

He inexplicably felt that Qin Ke would satisfy all his demands.

Wei Zhizhi had been typing for a long time, but when he saw Qin Ke, what he said became: "Uncle Qin, I want to be a star, that kind of cool martial arts star who flies around."

Qin Ke looked at him for a while, and after so many years he could clearly distinguish which ones were Wei Zhizhi's ideas and which ones belonged to Congzhi.

This is what Cong Zhi wanted.

"That's an actor," he said.

Wei Zhizhi has become accustomed to the words he said inexplicably, and he replied without changing his face: "I like singing and dancing, I can make my debut in a talent show, and I will become an actor in the future."

Cong Zhi can't sing.

Neither of them spoke. Wei Zhizhi was used to his silence, and he always felt that Uncle Qin was looking at others through him.

Uncle Qin occasionally felt a sense of melancholy, and after a while, he asked: "My mother disagrees, Uncle Qin, can you help me?"

Qin Ke nodded, and Wei Zhizhi got his wish and joined an entertainment company to participate in a talent show.

All the roommates who lived with him knew that Wei Zhizhi had an uncle who treated him very well.

When Qin Ke went to the cemetery for the last time, he was alone.

He didn't take the driver with him, Tang Yuan also left, and now he is by Duan Congzhi's side, that was the only time Qin Ke opened the tombstone to confirm.

Cong is still there.

Tangyuan was raised by Duan Congzhi when he was 16 years old. At that time, he said: "It's a pity not to raise something in such a large grassland at home."

After thinking for a few days, Duan Congzhi said that he wanted to raise alpacas.

Of course, the Qin family would not raise such a creature that spits out saliva, so Duan Congzhi changed his tone: "Then let's raise a shepherd dog."

I don't know what the relationship between the shepherd dog and the alpaca is, anyway, not long after Qin Ke nodded, the glutinous rice balls arrived home.

One of Duan Cong thought of Bian Mu at first, but later he took a fancy to Tang Yuan and took it back to Qin's house.

On the day the glutinous rice balls arrived home, the house was cooking glutinous rice balls.

The puppies are full from their mothers. Although they are a bit earthy, they have a round belly and are very cute, so they are called glutinous rice balls.

Tangyuan really likes to eat glutinous rice balls. Every time I cook glutinous rice balls at home, I will prepare a meat-filled glutinous rice ball with basically no seasoning.

If Cong Zhi was still there, he would be in his early thirties by now.

When Tangyuan left, she was already very old, her appetite was not as good as before, she lost a few teeth, and her physical activity was greatly reduced, and she rarely played Frisbee anymore, but she would still keep up with Qin Ke when she came to the cemetery every week.

The last time it came, it struggled to get on the car, and staggered when it got off the car. Qin Ke wanted to hug it, but Tangyuan yelled softly, urging him.

Qin Ke took out one from the bouquet and gave it to it.

Tangyuan held the flower in its mouth, and its footsteps were unsteady. After entering the cemetery, like every time in the past, it put the flowers that Qin Ke gave it in front of Duan Congzhi's tomb.

It rubbed against the tombstone as before, walked slowly around the cemetery, and finally returned to the spot and lay down, wagging its tail slowly.

But this time, it didn't stand up when Qin Ke left.

Qin Ke had a premonition of something, and turned to look at him, Tang Yuan had quietly closed his eyes.Qin Ke placed the glutinous rice balls beside Duan Congzhi.

Those small blades left by Duan Congzhi back then, despite careful maintenance, the last one has become very blunt.

There were old and new scars intertwined on Qin Ke's wrist, and all the writing in that diary was red.He could use a less invasive method of blood collection, but he was afraid that he would forget.

He was afraid that one day, he would forget the original intention of writing a diary, why he should remember Duan Congzhi.Unforgettable love cannot be recorded in words.

This time, he brought a scimitar, which was a gift he gave Duan Congzhi back then.

Wei Zhizhi was called out to pick up a courier. He always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something. What exactly did he forget?

His teammates asked him, "Did your uncle give you another gift?"

Wei Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, yes, uncle, Uncle Qin, Wei Zhizhi touched his heart, and his heart throbbing at the thought of Uncle Qin was extremely calm now.

He was a little puzzled, why he thought he liked Uncle Qin before, everyone was afraid of Qin Ke, but he seemed to have liked Qin Ke since he was a child.

The inexplicable emotions, like those inexplicable fragments of memory, seemed to be pushing him towards Qin Ke.

And now, it's all gone.

He didn't even open the things Qin Ke sent him immediately, but put them down and went to dinner with his friends.

A document bag, perhaps a letter.

Qin Ke sat down next to the tombstone, just like the glutinous rice balls in the past.The lifespan of glutinous rice balls is only a dozen years, but a human life is too long, and he can't wait any longer.

He had already arranged everything and didn't want to wait any longer.

Whether it is true or not, whether the world has forgotten Duan Congzhi, or Duan Congzhi himself only exists in his imagination,

Let's end it.

Blood was winding under his feet, and Qin Ke felt his own body temperature draining away, like when Congzhi left him, his face was pressed against Duan Congzhi's photo, and he gently closed his eyes.

"Tangyuan!" Duan Congzhi yelled, and was awakened by himself.

He opened his eyes, his eyes were blank and out of focus, after a few seconds, Duan Congzhi blinked and gradually saw the scene in front of him clearly.

The ceiling, well, it looks very rich at first glance.

He rubbed his forehead, rich or not, this is the ceiling he can see every morning when he wakes up since he was 12 years old.

This is his bedroom.

Duan Congzhi sat up, looked around, went to the window and opened the curtains, Tangyuan was running happily on the grass downstairs. ①