When she realized that calling out to Uncle Wu didn't work, she called his full name. The man's movements seemed to pause for a moment, and Lyra took the opportunity to push him away, not wasting a single second before getting off the bed.
After being pushed away, Morris Jackson lay on one side.
He raised his hand to cover his eyes, as if he had fallen back into a deep sleep.
Lyra steadied her breath and her unsettled emotions after being provoked. A minute or two later, she slowly walked to the bedside and whispered, "Uncle Wu?"
No response.
Lyra asked, "Uncle Wu, are you asleep?"
Still no response!
As Lyra walked around to another side, she caught Morris Jackson opening his eyes. Startled, she was about to get up when he suddenly gripped her wrist, "Lyra?"
Lyra: "…"
She initially thought that Morris Jackson's mind would be rebooted after getting drunk.
With that blink of an eye, had he accidentally rebooted again?
"Is it Lyra?"
He asked again for the second time.
