Un-edited so please don’t kill me if you find anything wrong, please gently commenting so I can fix it. Thank you.
Li Sinian slept soundly. His cheekbones were flushed and he had an intermittent fever.*
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Intermittent_fever
Fang Daichuan was lying on his back next to him. There is a power outage, don’t know whether the circuit was damaged by the rainstorm or by the lightning. It was daytime but the house was pitch black.
His head feels like splitting and he sees flashing lights in his eyes. He raised his hand and looked at the poison vial using the dim sunlight leaking through the gap in the curtain. Skull-carved corks in brass, liquid medicine swaying in clear glass tubes.
He turned his head and glanced at Li Sinian, Li Sinian closed his eyes tightly, half of his face was buried in the soft cotton pillow, his breathing was long and deep.
Fang Daichuan sat up gently, pulled the curtains back then opened a small opening in the window, took out the crumpled cigarette pack from his pocket. A few raindrops passed through the gap. He closed his eyes and leaned back savoring the moment. The mist of the mountains and the sea-smelling rain condensed a droplet of water on his eyelids, and he wiped it with his hand, his fingers were cold. He tore open the cigarette pack, took a cigarette, knocked his arm on the windowsill, and looked outside.
Outside the window is foggy and the reefs underneath were still standing in place, some white foam was rolling on the distant sea level, looking a little ominous.
From the pillow came the voice of Li Sinian, drowsy from sleep, his voice thick with nasal sounds, confused and soft.
Fang Daichuan quickly extinguished his cigarette and looked up at the clock: “It’s past three o’clock in the afternoon, are you hungry, I’ll go get you something to eat?”
Li Sinian buried himself in the pillow and shook his head, lowering his eyes and muttering to himself, “Sleepy.”
“Sleep a little longer,” Fang Daichuan unconsciously lowered his voice. He closed the window, lay back, checking the temperature on Li Sinian’s neck with the back of his hand, “There is no doctor nor medicine on the island, you can only do self-healing. Get some sleep.”
Li Sinian’s eyes were blank, he looked up at the ceiling for a while, after half a minute, he turned his head and stared out of the dark and empty window. After a while, he glanced at Fang Daichuan and said, “I’m thirsty.”
Fang Daichuan felt a little distressed.
He jumped out of bed to fetch water for the tycoon. This boss is also strange, the bathroom is equipped with all kinds of skin care products and cosmetics, and the rest of the equipment is also thoughtful, but there is no electric kettle. It would have been fine to drink some cold water in the summer, but after being poisoned by a snake you are easily thirsty and cold water does not quench the thirst.
Fang Daichuan looked around and opened the door with a cup in his hand: “You just stay there, I’ll go down and boil some hot water for you.”
“Alright,” Li Sinian stumbled around under the pillow, threw the key card to the door, and instructed with his eyes closed, “It’s dangerous outside, come back early.”
Fang Daichuan stretched out his hand to take the card and smiled slightly: “I know.”
After Fang Daichuan left, Li Sinian slumped on the bed with his back on his back and fell into an interrupted shallow sleep. The shallow sleep was unpleasant and he kept having some scattered dreams. These dreams were mixed, and there were also some childhood nightmares that he hadn’t had for a long time.
Li Sinian knew very well that this was a dream. In the dream, he was leaning on Fang Daichuan’s lap, surrounded by dark underwater caves, very cold. He woke up in the dream, and he couldn’t see Fang Daichuan even with his eyes wide open. He only felt a cold pain coming from his neck and an unknown liquid was injected into his body.
Fang Daichuan’s voice sounded in his ear: “Li Sinian, why don’t you die?”
Li Sinian touched his neck, a hot burning sensation spread from his neck to his whole body. He looked up and wanted to say something, but couldn’t utter a word. He looked down at the palm of his hand and found that his hands had become the size of a child.
“What’s going on?” He was confused, raised his head, but found that he was not in the cave on the bottom of the sea nor in the villa on the isolated island. He looked around and found that he was in the alley of his childhood.
The neighbor uncle was riding a Phoenix bicycle*The old bicycle was carefully maintained and cleaned by him, but it would inevitably creak when he rode it. Aunt Shen came in through hutong** holding a dancing silk fan***, greeted the neighbor with a smile: “Yo, Old Fang, going somewhere?”
“Yes, I want to buy sesame sauce at the grocery store at the Hutong’s entrance!” The neighbor’s voice was very loud, he turned to look at Li Sinian, “Little foreigner devil is also here, playing with your classmates? Your dad is on a business trip again? This afternoon you go to Grandpa’s house for dinner. There were cold noodles with sesame sauce!*”
[凉面,麻酱汁儿; Liáng miàn, májiàng zhī er] Pic for your stomach
Li Sinian heard himself whisper, “I’m not a little foreign devil.”
The older children around him trapped him in the middle and circled around him, taunting him as they did so, “Foreign devil, wolf cub, little bastard, no one coaxes you, your father is gone, your mother is a monster, giving birth to a monster!”
“I’m not a monster!” Li Sinian felt his cheeks flushed, his chest seemed to be burning again. He covered his ears and ran all the way home. Out of the corner of his eye, he seemed to see another child stop the older children and shouted, “You are not allowed to bully others!”
Li Sinian ran home and closed the wooden door of the house, but those mocking nursery rhymes still came in through the gap between the two doors: “Wolf cub, foreign devil…”
With his back on the door, clenched his fists and shouted, “I’m not!”
There was a rapid ringing of the doorbell outside the door.
How come outside the wooden door there is a doorbell? The young Li Sinian stood on tiptoe and looked outside the door, but there was no one outside when he peeked through the crack of the door.
As if coming from beyond the world of Truman Show*, came the urgent ringing of the doorbell. Li Sinian tilted his head to look at the sky, the tall camphor trees in the courtyard blocked the sky and the sunlight hung down from between the dense leaves, making it impossible to tell the hour.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Truman_Show
The doorbell rang faster than ever.
Li Sinian frowned and woke up from the chaotic dream.
His pupils were empty for a few seconds, as if the camphor trees and sunlight of his old home were still reflected in the bottom of his eyes. However, the light in the room was very dim, Li Sinian carefully looked at the furnishings in the room. The wine rack is filled with all kinds of white wine and red wine, the bed is spacious and large, there is a brass desk clock beside the bed and a silhouette of thirteen people having a dinner is carved on the base.
Li Sinian felt a headache. At this moment, there was a rapid sound of door bells ringing outside the door.
Li Sinian didn’t want to do anything. Fang Daichuan had a door card. When he comes back, he can just swipe the card directly and would not ring the doorbell. Since it was someone else on the door, he didn’t care.
He turned his head and glanced at the time. Only ten minutes passed after Fang Daichuan went downstairs. The doorbell rang again, he frowned, struggled to get up, put on his clothes and walked to the door.
“Who?” Li Sinian asked. He was a little surprised when he heard his voice. He was so thirsty that he sounded hoarse. He put his ear and pressed his hand on the door panel.
There was no sound outside, and Li Sinian suddenly remembered that this door is soundproof.
The doorbell rang again.
Li Sinian sighed and gently turned the door handle.
“It’s you?”
(T/N : Who is at the door?! Thank you jujube for the help)