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Even with your eyes closed, you can still feel the scent of sunshine and wind. The warmth is mixed with a little coolness, just like the smell of mint, the breeze brings laughter and voices not far away. It is inexplicably empty, as if it is just the background music floating out of the radio, or it only exists in his imagination.
Yu had to open his eyes to make sure he was indeed far away from the cottage where he and Kiyoko lived.
This is a community park. In which corner of the city, he himself didn't know the night he left Qingxiao. He only knew to keep walking and walking, until he was exhausted. He just moved his steps mechanically every day, vaguely realizing that he was getting farther and farther away from Qingxiao, and he was afraid to stop and think. His brain was tired from being tired and rested, and when he was hungry, he ate some snacks he carried with him. He had not even slept in his sleep. He walked like this for two or three days. It felt like he had never walked such a long way in his life. Finally, on a night without stars, he stopped in an abandoned factory clearing and cried.
He cried at all because of why he was crying. He suddenly wanted to cry, so he cried.
There was no Qingxiao here to wipe his tears, and no silent shoulder comforted him, so he let him cry and the abnormal fanaticism that had been supporting him evaporated with the tears. The sleepiness and fatigue that had accumulated for several days suddenly came up. He fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already dusk. He didn't even know whether it was the second day or the third day, because his stomach was so hungry that it was so hungry that he wouldn't have been so hungry.
Yu still clearly remembers that the sun had completely set at that time. Against the background of the deep blue sky, the silhouette of the factory ruins looked like a clear golden star flashing in the sky, like a mysterious prophecy.
He lay on the uneven mud, smelling the damp smell of grass and the land at his nose, feeling like a person who had been dead for a long time suddenly woke up from his grave
Come, stand up and walk on the grass, don't be afraid that people can't leave the earth for too long
Those gentle words, the distance between time and space, sounded in his ears, and he smiled, turned over, buried his face in the grass, breathing the breath from the depths of the earth. The dew slid from the tip of the grass, wetting his already dry tears.
He lay down for a long time before he slowly sat up. He felt dizzy and every muscle in his body was clamoring for soreness. I don’t know if it was because he had been sleeping for a long time or because he was so anxious that he swallowed the last piece of biscuit. He wanted to drink water and had no food left, so he could only continue to move forward and found tap water in a community park. This is the park he is now staying in.
He was actually not sure where he should go, and he could never know whether he was ready for some things. Just like when he went to the basement to meet that person, he could only take one step at a time, and try his best to get caught when the evil waves came.
There was also some cash and bank cards in his pocket. When Qingxiao opened an account for him, he had already made a considerable amount of wealth in online investment. He thought it was enough, but after he actually came out, he realized that he could not use that money to make his life well.
Because he still doesn't have enough courage to take the initiative to contact others
So he wandered around the entrance of the hotel many times, and finally returned to the bench in this community park, basking in the sun, and staring blankly.
The weather is sunny and the sun is shining. The scene in front of you seems real and illusory, and there is a slight sense of weightlessness
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the green leaves above his head. The meridians were clearly distinguished in the sun, as transparent as jade. He suddenly felt confused for a moment: Who is he? Why is he here?
The encounters in the world are so bizarre that he often feels unrealistic like being in a dream. Qingxiao, who is the only reference object of his life, loses his position, and looks like a small boat with a rope untied, looking at the vast white water surface around him, not knowing where to go.
Just like the ten-year-old child many years ago, sitting alone in a small boat, holding onto the side of the boat with both hands, watching the last strand of black hair disappear on the lake
He gasped and found himself staring at the leaf unconsciously, and staring at the world through the leaf
Decades of time have passed by, and the broken line between him and the outside world is being connected with difficulty. The pain is resurrected bit by bit in the sun, making him more awake and determined.
If a patient who has been paralyzed for a long time suddenly becomes conscious on his legs, it will inevitably be a sharp pain and discomfort like acupuncture.
He can bear it
He's willing to bear it
He even welcomed the pain because it reminded him that he was still alive
Living, as a person, has a past, a future, perceptual, and thoughtful, rather than a hollow puppet at the mercy of others
This thought made him smile and answer his own question: He is Asami Yu, he is here because he can appear in front of Kiyoko in a better state
Although he doesn't know what to do, if he can get out, he will win
Taking a deep breath, he touched the money in his pocket and didn't dare to walk into the restaurant and hotel, although it made him a little discouraged, he wouldn't be panicked.
Still afraid of contacting people, so don't contact them for the time being. He doesn't intend to force himself to be too anxious
No matter how bad it is, you can still call Qingxiao to answer her and do this, of course it is very shameful. It may be the last path he took, but when he thinks that there are still people waiting for him all the time, it feels really good.
Especially now, he still has many choices and possibilities. At this time, he imagined how gentle and affection would be if he went back, and his mood would be better.
The breeze blew, and the green leaves rustled and rustled. He stood up and looked at his shadow in the sun, shaking with his steps.
He is alone, but he is not alone
He was on the journey because he knew that there was a home somewhere on the earth.
So there is a gentle bond between the two places called longing, which gives all weak emotions sustenance and dependence.
He felt that Qingxiao had never been closer to him since he was now
He is not by his side, but in his heart
He wandered along the trail in the park and found a vending machine next to the children's playground. An old man led his granddaughter to buy something there.
Yu waited far away before going over, bought a cake and a can of Coke, sat cross-legged on the edge of the flower bed, enjoying a delicious meal, and the children's laughter and joy floated in the wind.
Today is probably not a weekend, there are not many children playing with them. Most of them play slides and swings in children's playgrounds. A few older ones play football on the grass. There is also a young couple who are teaching the baby to walk. The baby's chubby and sparse yellow hair is not necessarily particularly beautiful. But the father and mother all look nervous, and the gentleness and kindness in their eyes can flow to the ground.
Even though he is still worried, Yu's eyes are still attracted by them. The carefree smiles of the children are the best healing medicine at any time, let alone the sunshine is so bright today.
They ran and played on the grass, like blooming flowers, and the baby full of vitality and vitality staggered, fell constantly, and then got up
In such happy and comfortable years, he once had to learn to walk under the protection of his mother and learn to play football under the guidance of his father... It was not until the waves of life swallowed him up that he realized that the short childhood was the safest and most smooth period of his life.
The sky is bright and poetic blue, with white clouds floating like flying catkins, and the green grassland. A harmonious picture is forming a young man playing football. Fighting is in full swing. A fierce turmoil rolled over the field. The boy's face is red, and his sweat is shining in the sun, and he shouts and responds from time to time.
The sound came to his ears, like the sound of wind whistling, passing through the dusty years, allowing him to clearly feel his self back then
Whether short or long, a happy and carefree childhood will eventually pass. Yu's eyes swept over the toddler baby, the children playing on the swing, and the teenager running on the grass. He thought, children will always grow up and learn to accept the incompleteness and cruelty of life. Some people will leave sooner or later, and some things will never belong to them.
The wind blew, and two or three small yellow flowers fell down, floating on him, picked up at will, as if there was still a faint fragrance. This is the other side of the city. Under the pillars of steel and rationality, life is growing endlessly, and death
He sat blankly for a long time until the sun sets and the twilight children have left. He slowly walked into the empty children's playground, pushed the swing, and stroked the slide.
The night wind passed by him silently, like the time that never returns
He looked at the children's playground with nostalgia and suddenly saw several huge plastic barrels next to the sand pit to form a corridor for children to crawl around inside, which looked very interesting
Yu's heart moved, and he looked around and saw no one, so he crawled into the plastic barrel and spent the night here.
The first time I was sobering and spent the night alone, saying that I was not afraid of it was fake. The sound of wind in my ears, the sound of insects in the grass, and even the sound of falling leaves falling, all became particularly clear. He thought he would open his eyes until dawn, but he would still fall asleep in a daze.
After all, he is only in his twenties, and young people are always sleepy
Nightmare comes as scheduled and they have never passed, but this time there is no Qingxiao without that warm body for him to rely on, and no strong man awakens him from the nightmare
The evil dog was approaching step by step. His hands and feet were cold, sweating profusely, and he couldn't move. He could only cry out for help over and over again:
Qingxiao, save me!
Qingxiao, please save me!
Save me!
But he knew clearly in his heart that if that person is not by his side, that person will not come.
Because, this is his request
It is him who demands independence, it is him who feels he can bear it, and that person will always respect his wishes unconditionally
More and more intense despair surged into his heart, as if he was sinking into the cold and dark water. He felt suffocated, but was shaken rudely: Hello, how are you?
Yu woke up in shock, unable to recover for a moment. The night was dark and the cold sweat had not dried out. With the light of the street light, he saw a homeless man standing in front of him. His hair and beard seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time. He was trying to stuff his head like a weed into the plastic barrel, as if he was about to crawl in.
Yu was so shocked that he crawled out of the other end of the plastic barrel with his hands and feet. Because he climbed too tightly, he fell into the sand pit with a bang and didn't care about the pain. He got up and ran away, just thinking about the distance from that person, the better.
However, the man's movements were faster than him, and that was of course. He took a big step faster than he was crawling in the plastic barrel. The hairy hand was about to fall on his shoulder and said, "Why did you fall? Are you okay?"
Yu turned around instinctively, the ring on the middle finger of his right hand slid silently to his fingertips, and raised his hand and stabbed the man's wrist.
The moment the two sides were about to touch each other, he suddenly came to his senses: That was just a stranger, how could he easily kill others?
With this hesitation, the other party's hand had barely touched his shoulders
Yu's body stiffened. Apart from Qingxiao, no second person has approached him for a long time.
Feeling blood all over his body surged over his head, and he had no other idea except to escape.
However, the hand grabbed him, through the wet night fog, and grabbed him, and dragged him back to the cold and dark nightmare
Sudden fear overwhelmed him, he struggled, kicked, and the sound of cracking at the seams of the clothes reminded him, so he took off his coat and ran wildly without his life.
He vaguely heard what the man shouted behind him, but he had no time to tell, and his only thought was to escape!
He didn't know how long he had run, but when he finally stopped, his legs could no longer support his weight
He fell to the ground with a depressed kneeling, his whole body shivering like malaria, and his throat was dry. He had to hold his shoulders with both hands to resist the coldness outside and the frustration inside.
It is different from being afraid of facing it and being proved that he really can't face it. Tears of shame filled his eyes. He raised his head and tried hard to hold back his tears, but he could only see the dark sky and two or three cold little stars.
It was already deep in the night, and the cold and tide became stronger and stronger. He hugged himself tighter. Without a coat, he could only try to save body temperature.
He smiled bitterly. It seemed that tomorrow we had to muster up the courage to enter the store. He also needed at least a coat and a blanket. If he did not contact people physically, but only communicated verbally, he might be able to do it....
etc!
A thought hit him like lightning, and his wallet was in his coat!
He touched his whole body unwillingly, and then he stayed there for a while, his brain couldn't think of anything
The original idea was to observe the world from afar and get closer. Finding a job is already a long way to go. I once thought that when I was too hungry, maybe I could rush in and buy someone and find my potential when I reached the desperate situation. He had a deep understanding of this, and he was so optimistic about it.
Since that's the case, I'll just have this idea
Rather than crying for the overturned milk, it is better to find another way out
After thinking about it, the disordered mood finally calmed down slowly. He found a flat place and lay down. He was so tired that he was already very bad. He wouldn't have any bad luck in the second half of the night, right? His mind was not good at all. So I'd better sleep for a while before talking about it.
Tomorrow, the sun is new
Even with your eyes closed, you can still feel the scent of sunshine and wind. The warmth is mixed with a little coolness, just like the smell of mint, the breeze brings laughter and voices not far away. It is inexplicably empty, as if it is just the background music floating out of the radio, or it only exists in his imagination.
Yu had to open his eyes to make sure he was indeed far away from the cottage where he and Kiyoko lived.
This is a community park. In which corner of the city, he himself didn't know the night he left Qingxiao. He only knew to keep walking and walking, until he was exhausted. He just moved his steps mechanically every day, vaguely realizing that he was getting farther and farther away from Qingxiao, and he was afraid to stop and think. His brain was tired from being tired and rested, and when he was hungry, he ate some snacks he carried with him. He had not even slept in his sleep. He walked like this for two or three days. It felt like he had never walked such a long way in his life. Finally, on a night without stars, he stopped in an abandoned factory clearing and cried.
He cried at all because of why he was crying. He suddenly wanted to cry, so he cried.
There was no Qingxiao here to wipe his tears, and no silent shoulder comforted him, so he let him cry and the abnormal fanaticism that had been supporting him evaporated with the tears. The sleepiness and fatigue that had accumulated for several days suddenly came up. He fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already dusk. He didn't even know whether it was the second day or the third day, because his stomach was so hungry that it was so hungry that he wouldn't have been so hungry.
Yu still clearly remembers that the sun had completely set at that time. Against the background of the deep blue sky, the silhouette of the factory ruins looked like a clear golden star flashing in the sky, like a mysterious prophecy.
He lay on the uneven mud, smelling the damp smell of grass and the land at his nose, feeling like a person who had been dead for a long time suddenly woke up from his grave
Come, stand up and walk on the grass, don't be afraid that people can't leave the earth for too long
Those gentle words, the distance between time and space, sounded in his ears, and he smiled, turned over, buried his face in the grass, breathing the breath from the depths of the earth. The dew slid from the tip of the grass, wetting his already dry tears.
He lay down for a long time before he slowly sat up. He felt dizzy and every muscle in his body was clamoring for soreness. I don’t know if it was because he had been sleeping for a long time or because he was so anxious that he swallowed the last piece of biscuit. He wanted to drink water and had no food left, so he could only continue to move forward and found tap water in a community park. This is the park he is now staying in.
He was actually not sure where he should go, and he could never know whether he was ready for some things. Just like when he went to the basement to meet that person, he could only take one step at a time, and try his best to get caught when the evil waves came.
There was also some cash and bank cards in his pocket. When Qingxiao opened an account for him, he had already made a considerable amount of wealth in online investment. He thought it was enough, but after he actually came out, he realized that he could not use that money to make his life well.
Because he still doesn't have enough courage to take the initiative to contact others
So he wandered around the entrance of the hotel many times, and finally returned to the bench in this community park, basking in the sun, and staring blankly.
The weather is sunny and the sun is shining. The scene in front of you seems real and illusory, and there is a slight sense of weightlessness
He narrowed his eyes and looked at the green leaves above his head. The meridians were clearly distinguished in the sun, as transparent as jade. He suddenly felt confused for a moment: Who is he? Why is he here?
The encounters in the world are so bizarre that he often feels unrealistic like being in a dream. Qingxiao, who is the only reference object of his life, loses his position, and looks like a small boat with a rope untied, looking at the vast white water surface around him, not knowing where to go.
Just like the ten-year-old child many years ago, sitting alone in a small boat, holding onto the side of the boat with both hands, watching the last strand of black hair disappear on the lake
He gasped and found himself staring at the leaf unconsciously, and staring at the world through the leaf
Decades of time have passed by, and the broken line between him and the outside world is being connected with difficulty. The pain is resurrected bit by bit in the sun, making him more awake and determined.
If a patient who has been paralyzed for a long time suddenly becomes conscious on his legs, it will inevitably be a sharp pain and discomfort like acupuncture.
He can bear it
He's willing to bear it
He even welcomed the pain because it reminded him that he was still alive
Living, as a person, has a past, a future, perceptual, and thoughtful, rather than a hollow puppet at the mercy of others
This thought made him smile and answer his own question: He is Asami Yu, he is here because he can appear in front of Kiyoko in a better state
Although he doesn't know what to do, if he can get out, he will win
Taking a deep breath, he touched the money in his pocket and didn't dare to walk into the restaurant and hotel, although it made him a little discouraged, he wouldn't be panicked.
Still afraid of contacting people, so don't contact them for the time being. He doesn't intend to force himself to be too anxious
No matter how bad it is, you can still call Qingxiao to answer her and do this, of course it is very shameful. It may be the last path he took, but when he thinks that there are still people waiting for him all the time, it feels really good.
Especially now, he still has many choices and possibilities. At this time, he imagined how gentle and affection would be if he went back, and his mood would be better.
The breeze blew, and the green leaves rustled and rustled. He stood up and looked at his shadow in the sun, shaking with his steps.
He is alone, but he is not alone
He was on the journey because he knew that there was a home somewhere on the earth.
So there is a gentle bond between the two places called longing, which gives all weak emotions sustenance and dependence.
He felt that Qingxiao had never been closer to him since he was now
He is not by his side, but in his heart
He wandered along the trail in the park and found a vending machine next to the children's playground. An old man led his granddaughter to buy something there.
Yu waited far away before going over, bought a cake and a can of Coke, sat cross-legged on the edge of the flower bed, enjoying a delicious meal, and the children's laughter and joy floated in the wind.
Today is probably not a weekend, there are not many children playing with them. Most of them play slides and swings in children's playgrounds. A few older ones play football on the grass. There is also a young couple who are teaching the baby to walk. The baby's chubby and sparse yellow hair is not necessarily particularly beautiful. But the father and mother all look nervous, and the gentleness and kindness in their eyes can flow to the ground.
Even though he is still worried, Yu's eyes are still attracted by them. The carefree smiles of the children are the best healing medicine at any time, let alone the sunshine is so bright today.
They ran and played on the grass, like blooming flowers, and the baby full of vitality and vitality staggered, fell constantly, and then got up
In such happy and comfortable years, he once had to learn to walk under the protection of his mother and learn to play football under the guidance of his father... It was not until the waves of life swallowed him up that he realized that the short childhood was the safest and most smooth period of his life.
The sky is bright and poetic blue, with white clouds floating like flying catkins, and the green grassland. A harmonious picture is forming a young man playing football. Fighting is in full swing. A fierce turmoil rolled over the field. The boy's face is red, and his sweat is shining in the sun, and he shouts and responds from time to time.
The sound came to his ears, like the sound of wind whistling, passing through the dusty years, allowing him to clearly feel his self back then
Whether short or long, a happy and carefree childhood will eventually pass. Yu's eyes swept over the toddler baby, the children playing on the swing, and the teenager running on the grass. He thought, children will always grow up and learn to accept the incompleteness and cruelty of life. Some people will leave sooner or later, and some things will never belong to them.
The wind blew, and two or three small yellow flowers fell down, floating on him, picked up at will, as if there was still a faint fragrance. This is the other side of the city. Under the pillars of steel and rationality, life is growing endlessly, and death
He sat blankly for a long time until the sun sets and the twilight children have left. He slowly walked into the empty children's playground, pushed the swing, and stroked the slide.
The night wind passed by him silently, like the time that never returns
He looked at the children's playground with nostalgia and suddenly saw several huge plastic barrels next to the sand pit to form a corridor for children to crawl around inside, which looked very interesting
Yu's heart moved, and he looked around and saw no one, so he crawled into the plastic barrel and spent the night here.
The first time I was sobering and spent the night alone, saying that I was not afraid of it was fake. The sound of wind in my ears, the sound of insects in the grass, and even the sound of falling leaves falling, all became particularly clear. He thought he would open his eyes until dawn, but he would still fall asleep in a daze.
After all, he is only in his twenties, and young people are always sleepy
Nightmare comes as scheduled and they have never passed, but this time there is no Qingxiao without that warm body for him to rely on, and no strong man awakens him from the nightmare
The evil dog was approaching step by step. His hands and feet were cold, sweating profusely, and he couldn't move. He could only cry out for help over and over again:
Qingxiao, save me!
Qingxiao, please save me!
Save me!
But he knew clearly in his heart that if that person is not by his side, that person will not come.
Because, this is his request
It is him who demands independence, it is him who feels he can bear it, and that person will always respect his wishes unconditionally
More and more intense despair surged into his heart, as if he was sinking into the cold and dark water. He felt suffocated, but was shaken rudely: Hello, how are you?
Yu woke up in shock, unable to recover for a moment. The night was dark and the cold sweat had not dried out. With the light of the street light, he saw a homeless man standing in front of him. His hair and beard seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time. He was trying to stuff his head like a weed into the plastic barrel, as if he was about to crawl in.
Yu was so shocked that he crawled out of the other end of the plastic barrel with his hands and feet. Because he climbed too tightly, he fell into the sand pit with a bang and didn't care about the pain. He got up and ran away, just thinking about the distance from that person, the better.
However, the man's movements were faster than him, and that was of course. He took a big step faster than he was crawling in the plastic barrel. The hairy hand was about to fall on his shoulder and said, "Why did you fall? Are you okay?"
Yu turned around instinctively, the ring on the middle finger of his right hand slid silently to his fingertips, and raised his hand and stabbed the man's wrist.
The moment the two sides were about to touch each other, he suddenly came to his senses: That was just a stranger, how could he easily kill others?
With this hesitation, the other party's hand had barely touched his shoulders
Yu's body stiffened. Apart from Qingxiao, no second person has approached him for a long time.
Feeling blood all over his body surged over his head, and he had no other idea except to escape.
However, the hand grabbed him, through the wet night fog, and grabbed him, and dragged him back to the cold and dark nightmare
Sudden fear overwhelmed him, he struggled, kicked, and the sound of cracking at the seams of the clothes reminded him, so he took off his coat and ran wildly without his life.
He vaguely heard what the man shouted behind him, but he had no time to tell, and his only thought was to escape!
He didn't know how long he had run, but when he finally stopped, his legs could no longer support his weight
He fell to the ground with a depressed kneeling, his whole body shivering like malaria, and his throat was dry. He had to hold his shoulders with both hands to resist the coldness outside and the frustration inside.
It is different from being afraid of facing it and being proved that he really can't face it. Tears of shame filled his eyes. He raised his head and tried hard to hold back his tears, but he could only see the dark sky and two or three cold little stars.
It was already deep in the night, and the cold and tide became stronger and stronger. He hugged himself tighter. Without a coat, he could only try to save body temperature.
He smiled bitterly. It seemed that tomorrow we had to muster up the courage to enter the store. He also needed at least a coat and a blanket. If he did not contact people physically, but only communicated verbally, he might be able to do it....
etc!
A thought hit him like lightning, and his wallet was in his coat!
He touched his whole body unwillingly, and then he stayed there for a while, his brain couldn't think of anything
The original idea was to observe the world from afar and get closer. Finding a job is already a long way to go. I once thought that when I was too hungry, maybe I could rush in and buy someone and find my potential when I reached the desperate situation. He had a deep understanding of this, and he was so optimistic about it.
Since that's the case, I'll just have this idea
Rather than crying for the overturned milk, it is better to find another way out
After thinking about it, the disordered mood finally calmed down slowly. He found a flat place and lay down. He was so tired that he was already very bad. He wouldn't have any bad luck in the second half of the night, right? His mind was not good at all. So I'd better sleep for a while before talking about it.
Tomorrow, the sun is new
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