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I am an atheist, Second Uncle didn't take his words to heart, and took this ornament back as his gift to me.

After returning to school, the Lao Er in my dorm saw the thing I was wearing. I took it off for him to see, and he lovingly played with it for a long time.

Seeing that he liked it so much, I was generous enough to give it to him.

Lao Er really liked it. He wore it every day, even when he was bathing.

One weekend one month later, I received news that while Lao Er was wiping the windows in his dorm room, because the windowsill was too narrow, he wasn't able to step on it and accidentally fell. Our dorm room was on the seventh floor, but he was completely unharmed.

As he later described it, he felt like he was done for when he fell, but when he was halfway down, he suddenly felt a cushioning force pulling him back. When he landed on the ground, his body felt soft, as if something had caught him.

No matter what the truth was, to be able to survive in this kind of situation was definitely a miracle.

I remembered the ornament that was given to Lao Er. I remembered that Second Uncle said that it was safe.

Was this a coincidence? Did that ornament really have a safe effect?

Carrying these doubts, I called Second Uncle and told him what had happened. I asked him, is this thing really that magical? Is it really safe?

Second Uncle smiled on the phone and said that he had the letter.

I didn't know what he meant by that, so I just chatted for a bit and hung up.

The days passed as usual. Ever since the incident where our dorm room's Lao Er fell from the building, he became even more fond of that small cage's ornaments. Because of this, he even borrowed money from his family to invite me to a restaurant to clean up, expressing his gratitude to me.

After a period of time, my father suddenly received a call from Second Aunt. He said that Second Uncle was very sick and that the situation was very critical.

I asked my father. A while ago, I was talking to him on the phone. What's wrong with him?

My father also shook his head, he said that even Second Aunt did not know what disease it was.

After holding a family meeting, I decided to take care of Second Uncle because I am the one who has the most free time right now.

To be honest, I really don't like it over there. Thinking about the babies in the bottles and jars, and the little boy covered in blood, I feel scared from the bottom of my heart.

But there was nothing I could do, Second Uncle was my close relative, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

Two days later, he got on a plane and flew to the capital city of Delhi, heading straight for Baroda.

When we reached the Second Uncle's House, my aunt welcomed me with a worried look. I hurriedly asked the Second Uncle how he was doing.

She said she was all right for the time being and had put him in a cage.

What do you mean? I asked her. Why did you put my Second Uncle in a cage? Treat him like a beast?

At this time, her sister-in-law's eyes were already filled with tears. She said that this was Second Uncle's own request.

I really wonder, what disease did the Second Uncle have? Why did he put himself in a cage? With questions in mind, my aunt and I went up to the second floor.

Sure enough, there was a big iron cage that was a few square meters standing in the living room. Second Uncle leaned against the cage, as if he was asleep.