My Sister is Very Obsessive

"I don't believe it!" The girl looked at me stubbornly, "Mr. Lu Xun said in the article that his father was killed by those doctors of traditional Chinese medicine, so he studied in Japan and learned advanced medical technology in Sendai. ."

"But in the end he gave up!"

"That's because he realized that medicine can only heal the numb body, but cannot awaken the numb soul." The girl vowed, waving the book in her hand, "I must be like Mr. Lu Xun, using words to awaken the numb soul. nation."

Her words touched me a lot. Maybe she was still in that era. It was an era of dire straits, an era of the awakening of intellectual youth, and it was a time when everyone consciously shouldered the burden of finding a way out for the country and the nation. An era of responsibilities and obligations for revitalization.

"It's a good thing to have an ideal!"

"Do you think so too?"

"I've always thought so."

"You can sit here." The girl pointed to the seat in front of her.

I agreed with a smile, walked over and sat across from the girl and put the camera on the table.

"This is the camera? It looks weird, I've never seen a camera like this before, can I look at it?"

The girl pointed at the camera in front of me and looked at me with a little curiosity.

"Yes!" I smiled and pushed the camera over.

The girl picked it up and looked over and over for a long time, but she couldn't find a place to put the film, so she couldn't help asking,

"Not only does your camera look weird, but it doesn't seem to be able to hold film."

Watching the girl play with my camera curiously, I couldn't help thinking, could the phantom creatures in the conscious world have such strong curiosity?

"Can I read your book?"

"Okay, take it and see!" The girl was busy playing with my strange camera, but she didn't have time to pay attention to me.

I picked up the book on the table. The characters are traditional and they are also arranged vertically.

I remember that Mr. Lu Xun should be one of the advocates of the vernacular, so this film "In Memory of Liu Hezhen" is also written in the vernacular. Except for a few traditional characters that I don't know, I can still understand the whole article.

Of course, the main reason is...we have already learned it in junior high school.

The girl fiddled with it for a while, then suddenly put the camera in front of me, stood up, turned around and ran.

"We're in class, we'll talk after class later!"

"Hey, your book!" I stood up, holding up the book in my hand.

"Put it there!" The girl turned around and said loudly to me, then turned around quickly and disappeared into the black and white world.

Losing the girl's figure, I slowly put down the hand holding the book, then sat down again, and continued to curiously look at the books left by the girl.

There are only a few articles by Mr. Lu Xun in the book, so she must have admired Mr. Lu Xun very much.

Sitting in the same place, flipping through the book, I waited for the girl, but when I finished flipping through the whole book, the girl didn't appear again.

I don't think she will appear again. It's a pity that I don't even know her name, and why does she have the exact same appearance as her sister?

When I got up, I placed the book neatly on the table, then picked up the camera on the side and hung it around my neck, ready to turn around and leave, but in the end I couldn't help but turn around and took Mr. Lu Xun's book. Picked up again.

"Forget it, let's take it away. If I meet her next time, I can just give it back to her, but I don't know if I can take it out."

So, I hung up the camera, book in hand, turned around and took a step forward.

The world began to slowly regain its color, and the fallen leaves that had been frozen in the sky began to fall slowly along the trajectory. When it fell to the ground, the whole world returned to its usual colors.

I looked down at the tree in my hand, the blue-covered thread-bound book, and the yellowed pages with a strong sense of time.

"It turned out to be really brought out. If the next time I meet a girl from the Republic of China, but a person from a further era, can I ask him to order a gift to bring out, so that it will become a valuable antique in a blink of an eye? "

Of course, this is fanciful and unrealistic.

I was looking up at the canopy above my head, and the sun that had slanted west before I knew it.

Time will not stop because I am in the conscious world. In other words, this is the first time I have entered the conscious world during the day!

Just when I was stunned, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang. I took it out and saw that it was my sister who was calling.

"Brother, where are you?"

The elder sister's voice was a little lazy, with a confused feeling that she had just woken up.

"Indus Avenue!"

"Oh, I listened to you, go to sleep."

"Well, so good, did you just wake up?"

"Well, I'll call you before I even open my eyes when I wake up."

"Call me in such a hurry, are you hungry?"

"No! Do you think that someone is a pig? You have to eat it when you wake up." My sister coquettishly coquettish me with a very soft and waxy voice, "Actually, I had a strange dream, with you in my dream. !"

My heart moved, and I couldn't help but look down at the book in my hand... It shouldn't be possible!

"What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed that I became a female student in the Republic of China, and I was reading Mr. Lu Xun's article, when I suddenly met you with a camera around your neck, and we talked about a lot of things together, and finally the bell rang, and then I left and left the book with you."

Listening to my sister's eloquence, I have already confirmed that the scene I encountered just now is my sister's dream, but what I can't understand is why her dream is connected to the world of consciousness? Is it because you have stayed with me for a long time and have some of the characteristics that I have?

Taking a deep breath, I don't understand.

"Hey, brother, are you listening to me?"

"Yes!" I came back to my senses and answered her with a little smile.

"Then what did I just say?"

"You said that you dreamed that you became a Republic of China..." I briefly recounted the previous story to my sister.

"Okay, you're done!"

I smiled and nodded, although she couldn't see through the screen.

Then, I thought of another crucial question, so I couldn't help but ask,

"Sister, I have a question!"

"you say!"

"Why did you see me in your dream, but you didn't want to hug me like you usually do?"

"How do you know I didn't?" My sister's tone suddenly became serious, "I remember that I didn't seem to tell you in my dream that I was like a stranger!"

Uh... this, I don't know how to answer. My sister, who was confused all day, suddenly became detailed today.

Seeing that I stopped talking, my sister on the other end of the phone couldn't help urging, "Speak!"

"say what!"

"Say... Forget it, you come to pick me up now, I want to hug you."

"Me too!" I promised her with a smile, "Wait for me, come over immediately!"