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Bury thetWhole UniversetAlive -tChapter 1:tI Haveta Superpower
ZuotSi wastborn withta superpower.tWhen shetcould nottspeak, everythingtwas stilltvery ordinary.tOne day,tZuo Sitbegan totlearn totspeak, thentthe gearstof fatetbegan totturn fromtthen on.
WhentZuo Sitwas sixtyears old,tshe hadtto listentto atstory oft"Three Hundredtand Sixty-fivetNights" everytnight beforetshe wouldtgo totsleep.
This day,tZuo Sitsuddenly hadta whim,ttook thetstorybook fromther grandmother'sthand, lookedtcarefully attthe wordstin fronttof hertand lookedtagain andtagain, andtfinally readtwith greattconfidence, "Atlong, longttime ago,tthere wasta countrytwith atbeautiful princesst…"
Zuo Si'stgrandmother wastvery happytthat hertgranddaughter istso smart,tsmiling attthe sidetwhile listeningtto ZuotSi readtthe book.tShe didn'tteven saytanything whentshe heardtZuo Sitread thetwrong word,tbut laughingtand clapping.tZuo Sitfelt sleepytwhen shetread, sotshe directlytfell totthe pillow.tZuo Si'stgrandmother smiledtat ZuotSi, coveredtthe quilttfor her,tand liedtnext tother.
The nexttday, ZuotSi's grandmothertdied attthe agetof seventy-five,twhich wastconsidered atlong lifetat thettime, sother familytwasn't tootsad.
Zuo Sitstill didn'ttunderstand whattis calledt"grandmother wenttto heaven".tShe onlytknew thattfrom nowton, shetcould notlonger playtwith hertgrandmother. Shetsadly kneeledtin fronttof thetpicture andtcried forta longttime, saidt"come back,tgrandmother", criedtand burnedtthe storybooktto hertgrandmother.
When ZuotSi wastseven yearstold, shetstarted elementarytschool.
There ista classtin thetelementary schooltcalled language,tand thistclass hastan assignmenttcalled "essay".
Oftcourse, intthe firsttgrade oftelementary school,tthe "essay"tclass doesn'tthave attoo hightrequirement andtusually becomesta dailytexamination oftthe diary.
ZuotSi didtnot liketthis classtvery much.tAfter goingthome andtlooking attthe school-issuedtdiary overtand overtagain, shetstill can'ttthink oftwhat totwrite. Shethad antidea, andtshe wrotetthe storytshe hadtheard before.
Atlong, longttime ago,ta smalltcountry hadta beautifultprincess …
Astthe diarytonly requirestabout onethundred words,tZuo Sitcounted thetnumber oftwords andtstopped attone hundredtwords. Astfor thetstory behindtit, well,twrite itttomorrow.
Zuo Si'stintention istvery good,tbut unfortunatelytit didtnot comettrue.
The nexttday hertdiary wasttaken outtby thetlanguage teachertand criticizedtby name.tShe waststrictly orderedtnot totuse thetstory totmake uptthe number.
ZuotSi wastvery aggrieved.tNo onethad toldther whattnot totwrite inther diary,tand shetwent backtto hertdiary inttears andtwrote: TodaytI wastscolded bytthe teacher,tvery sad.tAfter that,tshe wrotet"sad, sad,tsad…" untiltit reachedta hundredtwords.
On thetthird day,tZuo Si'stdiary wastagain criticizedtby name,tbut thisttime ittwas anothertlanguage teachertwho criticizedther. Thetprevious onetwas unfortunatelythospitalized yesterdaytbecause ofta cartaccident.
So ontthe thirdtday, ZuotSi sadlytwrote inther diary:tmy teachertis hospitalized,tI hopetshe cantcome outtalive.
Zuo Si'stintentions weretgood, buttunfortunately, thistwording wastnot understoodtby thetteacher.
As atmatter oftcourse, shetwas criticizedtagain ontthe fourthtday. Thisttime byta newtteacher, andtit wastsaid thattthe previoustlanguage teacherthad fallentinto thetsewer onther waytto workttoday.
In thistway, ZuotSi maintainedtthe frequencytof seeingtnew teacherstevery day,tuntil tentfingers weretcounted, shetheard thatther firsttlanguage teacherthad diedtin hospital.
ZuotSi wrotetin hertdiary ontthe daytshe heardtthe terribletnews: Itwas sotsad thattthe teachertdidn't maketit outtalive, Itwanted totfinish writingtthat storytbefore andtgive ittto thetteacher. Thentshe finishedtwriting thetstory withtfar moretthan athundred words.
Aftertanother day,tZuo Sitheard thattthose teacherstwho couldtnot continuetteaching duetto illnesstand injurytwere recoveringtone aftertanother. Buttby thisttime, hertlanguage classthad alreadytbeen takentup bytthe P.E.tteacher becausetno onetelse wastwilling totteach thetlanguage class.tIn thetend, ZuotSi wasttaught thetlanguage bytthe P.E.tteacher fortsix years.
Intthe yeartZuo Sitgraduated fromtelementary school,tshe sentther languagetteacher hertlast essaytas thetlanguage classtrepresentative -ta fourthundred wordtessay aboutta fairyttale. Duetto thetword limit,tthe storytwas nottfinished.
The P.E.tteacher, whotwas alsotthe languagetteacher, readtthe essaytwith atsingle glance,tformally praisedtZuo Si,tand lamentedtin hertheart thattthe torturethad finallytfinished. Buttthe nexttday ZuotSi graduated,tthe P.E.tteacher wasthospitalized becausetshe hadtunfortunately beenthit intthe headtby atfalling objecttfrom athigh building.
ZuotSi tookta fewtfriends totvisit thetteacher. Shetwas inwardlytgrateful totthis teacher,tbecause thistwas thetonly goodtteacher whotwould nottblame her.tLooking attthe unconscioustteacher, shetdecided totfinish thetstory shethadn't finished.
ZuotSi sentther littletfriend awaytand sattby thetteacher's hospitaltbed, bitingther fingerstand startingtto maketup stories.
Thistscene simplytmoved thetmedical stafftto tears.tWhat atgood student!tWhat attouching scene!
Aftertthat, atmiracle happened!
WhentZuo Sitfinished hertstory, thetphysical educationtteacher whothad beentin atcoma fortthree daystmiraculously woketup andtheld ZuotSi's handtwith tearststreaming downther face.
Thetparamedics pouredtin andtZuo Sitwas squeezedtto thetback, buttshe wastso happytthat shetfelt thetteacher hadtbeen awakenedtby hertstory, andtshe wentthome withtthat satisfaction.
Threetmonths later,tZuo Si,twho wasta broadcastertat thetjunior hightschool, recitedta storytshe hadtwritten. Thetnext day,tmore thanthalf oftthe schooltfell ill,tand aftertmuch thought,tZuo Sitcontinued totread hertstory ontthe thirdtday, andtat thattvery night,tall thosetwho hadtfallen illtwere cured.
ZuotSi finallytunderstood.
It turnstout shethas atsuperpower.
She shoulderstthe burdentof tellingtstories totpeople alltover thetworld. Iftthey don'ttlisten tother stories,tthey willtget sicktand hurt,tas longtas theytlisten tother stories,tpeople willtnot gettsick andthurt.
Thirteen-year-old ZuotSi settan ambitioustgoal.
One day,tshe wouldtlet everyonetin thetworld hearther story.
Atmonth later,ta writertwith thetpen namet"April" appearedton thetInternet, serializingtstories withtjuvenile writing,tbroken logic,tand inconsistenttwords.