A familiar voice woke me. I opened my eyes to see Dacia, already dressed, standing by the bed.
He had a strange expression on his face, as if he had seen something disgusting.
However, this expression only lasted for a moment. Soon, his gaze became gentle again.
“How long have I been asleep?” I glance at my watch groggily.
We had about half an hour before we had to leave the room.
“Were you asleep too?” I asked him.
He sat on the edge of the bed, nodded thoughtfully, and answered, “Hmm.” (I had a dream)
“Really? I had a dream too.”
What a coincidence.
“Oh.” (What did you dream of?)
“I dreamed I was sitting on a raft—”
I told him about my dream, including the last one. I had a feeling there was some connection between the two.
He listened to my story with a grave expression.
“What did you dream about?” I asked curiously.
He hesitates, then shakes his head. “Mmm.” (I forgot.)
I looked at him and was worried. Had he really forgotten? Or did he not want to tell me?
“Fine. Then let’s go home.”
I didn’t want to force him.
On the way home, we were still holding hands, but we didn’t talk much. The atmosphere was cold.
It wasn’t until a long time later, when I was in that dreamy deep-sea empire and accidentally touched the crystal ball placed in the depths of the ocean and emitting an enchanting blue light that I realized what Dacia had dreamed about when I fell asleep in the hotel.
It was a terrifying dream filled with screams, blood, and death.
It turned out that when he first called out his name [Dacia], the memories that had been dormant in his head began to stir to occupy his consciousness again.
When we got home in the car, Dacia put water in the tub himself.
He made me another grilled fish before the water was full.
Over the past few days, he had learned how to use human tools.
Washing machines, ovens, even computers.
He even wanted to learn how to ride a bike. I promised him that once I got a job, I would teach him how to ride a bike.
Now that I had a job, I should take the time to fulfill my promise.
After dinner, the atmosphere remained stiff.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that Dacia wasn’t in a very good mood. I didn’t know how to comfort him because I didn’t know why.
To avoid making the atmosphere awkward, I turned on the TV.
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The news was playing about the war in the Middle East.
I wasn’t shocked. I wasn’t interested in this kind of news.
But Dacia was fascinated. I wonder if he really understood what the news was saying.
“War,” he said suddenly.
I was a little surprised. I didn’t remember teaching him that term.. Did he learn it from the news?