The uncle was slightly startled.

friend……

…

OK.

Compared to strangers, enemies, and annoying people...

Friends is indeed a slightly more consistent word.

…

"yes."

The uncle smiled with emotion.

"What a coincidence."

He didn't tell Zhang Lei in detail about the "friend" he had not seen for a long time. He was the special old man in the story he had told Zhang Lei.

After all, there is nothing much to talk about in this meeting.

The old man was as strange and inexplicable as ever.

He was a little depressed.

I don’t want to mention the old man for the moment.

Moreover, when Zhang Lei was happy that his niece was getting rid of bad luck, he didn't want to spoil the mood by saying something complaining.

…

After chatting for a few more words, Zhang Lei hung up the phone.

The uncle put away his cell phone.

Zhang Lei's call today reminded him of what happened that day...

His second encounter with that special old man.

Looking back now...

His two meetings with the old man were both quite special.

Especially the second time.

Because of the old man's special words, deeds, and appearance, their meetings were cast into a strange and unreal filter.

You can feel it when you are in it.

In retrospect, this feeling became even stronger.

Uncle Jean would occasionally feel a little dazed.

That day...

Did he really see the old man again?

Is that old man really not his hallucination... but a real existence...

…

Speaking of which...

What happened recently is one after another...

It's all about that special experience in his past that went unsolved...

And the source of everything...

The uncle was stunned.

He remembered.

It's that boy.

…

The boy's cup hit him on the head...

Won't……

The uncle raised his hand and touched his forehead.

Has his memory been cracked open since then?

Then……

What happened next was a matter of course, and it has developed all the way to today.

Today seems to be the end...

The uncle grinned.

Although as far as he is concerned, this matter is regrettable.

but……

The child in a similar situation escaped his bad luck.

This is a good thing.

He felt very happy after hearing this.

So……

The fact that he didn't get an apology from the old man... wasn't that bad anymore.

…

The uncle twisted his neck.

Maybe next time he has a chance to see that boy again, he can thank him.

Thank you to the boy for unintentionally inserting the willow into the shadow and reminding him of an unpleasant but special enough memory.

If I hadn't recalled this memory, maybe none of the following things would have happened.

…

That being said...

That boy can be considered his... benefactor?

The uncle smiled.

Once again, I felt that this was such a coincidence.

And the order is just right.

It's almost like it was arranged.

The uncle shook his head.

How is it possible?

Even if it is really arranged...

It can only be what God has arranged for him.

…

His story...

It’s actually a bit interesting... right?

Maybe later...

He can tell it to his descendants.

If only he could still remember it at that time.

…

Hmm.

He even forgot about it once.

It shouldn't be easy to forget the second time.

…

Speaking of which...

Does he still have a chance to know the reason for the old man's green hair and green skin?

And what is that carapace-like thing behind the old man?

The old man is not a turtle.

Is there still a tortoise shell?

…

After being stunned for a long time, the uncle suddenly came back to his senses.

He shook his head.

Didn’t you tell me that you would never see that old man again?

Why is he thinking about meeting next time?

Didn't he slap himself in the face?

But……
To be continued...