mythical visionary

Chapter 71 "Tell me, you're Surtur, aren't you?"

As the door of the cafe was pushed open, what Xia Mingwei saw was an old man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters. Stuffy breath.

In addition, he was wearing an old woolen coat, plush wide trousers, and a blue knitted hat. His long, sloppy black hair fell back, and his overall image was no different from that of a homeless man on the streets of Mexico.

If Shamingway had to describe it, this homeless man looks a bit like Rubeus Hagrid in "Harry Potter", especially the exaggerated beard.

This is the body of the frost giant Ymir... Xia Mingwei stared at his face silently, imprinting the shape of every facial feature of this foreign man into his mind.

The homeless man glanced at Xia Mingwei, "Young man, why do you think you look familiar?"

"We probably haven't met before, otherwise I must have an impression of you." Xia Mingwei wiped his neck and changed his voice.

"Really?" The homeless man was still looking at Xia Mingwei's face.

"What's the matter, Hogg?" The boss asked when he saw Hogg standing at the door.

"It's okay, you have customers coming to this shop so early." Hogg reached out and stroked his beard, and raised his thick eyebrows that seemed to be glued to his eyes.

Xia Mingwei nodded at Hogg. Although Hogg had seen Xia Mingwei's appearance in the past life meeting, he had already changed his face with 72 at this moment.

Black Wukong's mythic will is sleeping most of the time, so the probability of being noticed by Hogg is not high.Besides, the mythical will of the Frost Giants was willing to remind Hogg, so that he could be aware of it.The premise is that the mythical wills of Hogg and the Frost Giant must get along well, but at the fourth level, every mythical will is basically deeply polluted by "self-destructive consciousness", how could it be obedient to Hogg.

"Old man, this broken door should be made bigger!" Hogg complained, and squeezed out of the cafe with such a terrifying physique that the door frame was almost cracked.

"Not only will I not change it," the boss dragged his voice, "next time, he will put up a sign next to it, saying 'Idiots and dogs taller than 1.9 meters are not allowed to enter'."

"Fuck you." Hogg laughed, the smell of alcohol in his throat made Xia Mingwei frown, he patted Xia Mingwei's shoulder embarrassedly, and staggered away.

Xia Mingwei watched him leave, and then restored his appearance to its original state. He hesitated for two seconds before stretching out his right hand, pushing open the wooden door that was just closed, and the bell tied with a string made a soft ringing.

The familiar song "Aria on the G String" was still playing in the cafe. The wooden door was pushed open, and the morning light came in, prolonging Xia Mingwei's figure and casting it on the ground.

The boss was lowering his head to wipe the cup, when he saw the shadow on the floor out of the corner of his eye, he froze in place, and slowly stopped what he was doing.

"Boss, I'm back." Xia Mingwei didn't look at him.

The boss helped his reading glasses, then raised his head, smiled at him, and said angrily, "Boy, go wash your face and prepare for breakfast."

"Okay." Xia Mingwei didn't stop, he passed the counter slowly, picked up his suitcase and went up to the second floor.

The hour hand in the attic was still turning, and the faint fragrance of wooden furniture hit his nose. He sat on the sofa and stared at the empty attic in a daze for a while.

Obviously only been away for a week, but when I looked around at the familiar furniture again, there was a feeling of being away for a long time.

Xia Mingwei walked to the window, opened the window, and the cool morning breeze blew in, wandering around the attic.

He lowered his eyes and stretched out his fingers to touch the window frame. There was no dust on it. It seemed that someone was cleaning the attic every day.

"Come down to eat after washing your face." The boss's voice came from downstairs.

"Here we come." After Xia Mingwei finished speaking, he had already moved downstairs, with a smile on his face, as if he was remembering the past, but he was a little numb.

The boss took two plates of curry rice, walked to the innermost table, and put them down on the table.

Xia Mingwei reckoned that he originally planned to keep Hogg to come down for dinner, so he prepared an extra plate of curry rice, and then the boss decided to forget it, and then drove Hogg away. If a macho sits in a cafe, it will be troublesome to clean up afterwards.

He didn't expect that as soon as Hogg left, Xia Mingwei came back, just so he didn't need to waste the freshly cooked curry rice.

The two sat around a table, just like every morning before, Xia Mingwei silently picked up the spoon and started to eat.

"Speaking of which, I just sent you something yesterday." The boss said, taking a mouthful of curry rice.

"Send it to me?" Xia Mingwei was taken aback for a moment.

"Yeah," said the boss, "don't you go to school in England? I asked someone to send it to that address in London."

Xia Mingwei really wanted to say that, in fact, the address in the admission notice was fake, it was just a school in name only, and the real Oribel Academy was located in the folding space.But he still held back: "Okay, let's take a look when I go back to school."

"Well, how was school?"

"Fortunately, you taught me my English, so I don't have any problems communicating with my classmates."

"Stinky boy, it's a disguise to praise me for teaching you well, right?" The boss smiled.

"What else?" Xia Mingwei took a sip of his coffee and looked at his hair, "Your hair is gray again... How about I take you to dye it again?"

"Don't, don't," the boss sighed, "It will still turn white after being dyed, you just have to get old." He looked at Xia Mingwei's hair, "It's your boy, your hair is too long."

"I'll cut it in two days."

"Don't wait two days, I'll cut it for you after dinner."

"That's not necessary..." Xia Mingwei paused, then suddenly changed his words, "Okay, let's talk about it after dinner." During the two years when he was 14 to 15 years old, his boss had always cut his hair until later. After his 15th birthday, the boss never cut his hair again. He said that he was old and could not hold the scissors steadily. What if he accidentally cut his hair ugly?Will be laughed at by classmates.

The two spent a quiet time together in the cafe. For some reason, Xia Mingwei suddenly felt that this piano piece by Bach was actually not that boring to listen to.

After going up to the second floor, Xia Mingwei sat down facing the mirror in the attic, wrapped in an apron to prevent the falling hair from getting on his clothes.

He took a closer look and found that his hair had indeed grown a lot, almost covering his eyes.

The boss picked up the scissors, rubbed his hair with withered hands, and said with a smile: "Looking at it this way, you really have grown up a lot."

"Don't cut it too ugly for me, I'm talking about a girlfriend recently." Xia Mingwei said suddenly.

"Oh?" The boss was taken aback, "Really?" His reading glasses almost fell off.

"real."

"Stop lying to me, you brat, you have been like a living Buddha in class since you were a child, who would believe that you really have feelings for a girl."

"I didn't lie to you." Xia Mingwei whispered, "It's a Japanese girl."

"Japanese girl?"

"Yes," Xia Mingwei said lightly, "she is very good-looking, the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Although she has a weird personality, she is generally kind."

The boss was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled: "You really have changed, kid."

He said slowly: "Before, I was always worried that you would not be able to open up to others, but now I am relieved."

"You taught me my Japanese, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get along with her."

"However, it's better to find a domestic girl when dating. Foreign girls have different values, and there will be many problems in the future."

"There are many problems, but I will solve them." Xia Mingwei shrugged.

"Boy, I'm still cutting your hair, don't move around."

"Sorry, I forgot." Xia Mingwei chuckled.

The boss's temper is still the same as before. At that time, even if Xia Mingwei sneezed when cutting his hair, he would be scolded by him, saying: "Do you still want to cut it, kid? If you want to cut it for a long time, don't move around." , or I'll just shave your head bald and see if you still have face in school."

Since then, Xia Mingwei has had a habit.

He likes to close his eyes when cutting his hair, and then open them after the barber finishes cutting, so that he can intuitively feel the changes before and after.

But this time, Xia Mingwei didn't close his eyes.

He just looked in the mirror quietly, at the old hands of the boss, at his white hair, and at his smiling eyes behind the lenses.

Accompanied by the "tick" sound of the hour hand, half an hour passed slowly, and the boss also put away the scissors. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xia Mingwei in the mirror.

"Is it okay?" The boss supported his waist, "I haven't cut it for a long time."

"It sucks, I feel like my girlfriend is going to break up with me." Xia Mingwei teased.

"Stinky boy..." The boss laughed angrily, couldn't help but patted the back of his head, then bent down, picked up the broom beside the table, and picked up the hair scattered on the ground.

While sweeping the floor, he muttered: "Hey, if your little girlfriend doesn't fall in love with you after you go back, you can just come and scold me...I think Japanese girls like this hairstyle."

Xia Mingwei stared at the mirror, his eyes were exhausted.

To be honest, the boss' haircutting skills are actually pretty good. Xia Mingwei always thought that he had learned haircutting skills somewhere before, but he didn't go into it.

After the boss finished sweeping the floor, he put the broom aside, crossed his hips, and picked up a cigarette: "It's a rare vacation, you're going to spend time in the cinema again, right?"

"Yeah." Xia Mingwei said softly, "I have a movie I want to watch. The schedule is almost over, so I have to watch it today."

"Okay, are you short of money?"

"It's not bad, I received a scholarship in the academy, and I deposited some money into your bank account this morning."

"Oh, good boy, you are promising."

Xia Mingwei looked at the man reflected in the mirror. He picked up the lighter and turned it on with a "click", a flame rose.

"Boss, you go and surrender yourself."

A voice suddenly sounded in the attic, and Xia Mingwei couldn't tell whose voice it was. He just lowered his eyes and stopped looking at the flame above the lighter.

The entire attic seemed to have suddenly become silent, only the sound of the hour hand turning could be heard, tick...tick...tick, the noise was disturbing.

"Mingwei, what are you talking about?" The boss raised his eyebrows, "Oh, is it a movie line? Did you just watch "Infernal Affairs"? I also like that old movie."

The lighter flame went out.

The cigarette was not lit.

"Didn't you understand?" Xia Mingwei said softly, "Then let me say it again..." He paused, "Sulter, you should surrender yourself, it's better than losing control in the city."

The boss picked up the cigarette: "Mingwei... what is Suer Teer? Don't bully me, an old bastard who is uneducated."

The flame of the lighter suddenly went out, and the smoke failed to ignite.

The sound of "Kacha... Kacha... Kacha" kept ringing in the attic, but the lighter could not be turned on again, and the boss seemed a little flustered.

The boss scratched his hair and sighed, muttering, "Hey, this broken lighter, it's time to change it."

"I'll just ask you once..." Xia Mingwei said.

"Just ask."

"You are the flame giant Surtur, right?"

The boss sat down slowly against the wall, with his head lowered, his eyes covered by the reflective reading glasses, "Mingwei, I don't know what that is."

"Don't lie to me." Xia Mingwei's voice was almost begging, "I beg you...you haven't lied to me enough? It's been five years." There was a violent and sad light in his eyes, "Listen , I don’t know who I can trust anymore... I don’t even know what I am? A bastard, a beast, a waste who has been with the enemy for four years but has no consciousness.”

"Mingwei, although I don't know what you're talking about." The boss lowered his voice, "But no matter what, I don't allow you to talk about yourself like that."

"You're really crazy!" Xia Mingwei roared hoarsely, "You idiot is really crazy! You're already like this, and you still want to hide it from me and treat me as a fool?"

The boss didn't speak, he just took off his reading glasses and rubbed his cloudy eyes.

He said softly: "I'm a rotten person... I haven't done anything in my life. Raising you is my greatest pride. You have always been the driving force for my life."

"I heard you say that you have a girlfriend and a scholarship."

"I'm very happy. I was always afraid that you would not be able to get out, and you would live in the shadow of childhood all your life."

"But you've grown up."

Xia Mingwei was silent for a long, long time, his hair drooping in front of his forehead, his eyes were covered by violent shadows, "I don't want to hear you talking nonsense."

"I've got a serious illness... I might be dying soon." The boss said slowly, "So, I'm very happy to see you at the end. I thought I'd never see you again."

"Damn you, you deserve to die."

"Mingwei, can you listen to me again?"

Xia Mingwei was silent for a long time: "I think so too." The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "But I really, really already... don't know how to trust a person."

"Trust me, I don't know what you're talking about."

Xia Mingwei tilted his head and looked at him: "...Really?"

"Yes, how could I lie to you, you are my child."

Xia Mingwei raised his head slowly, with tears streaming from his eyes, he looked angrily at the boss in the mirror: "I'll ask you again."

"Ask, I'm right here." The boss said.

"You are not the flame giant Surtur, are you?"

"Yes, I am not."

"Say it again."

"I'm not."

"Can I trust you?" Xia Mingwei supported his forehead that seemed to be cracking, and asked almost collapsed: "Tell me... I can still trust you, right?"

"Stinky boy, of course you can trust me."

"……it is good."

The air in the attic was silent for a long time, the clock was still ticking, neither of them spoke, and the boss didn't fiddle with the lighter.

"Speaking of which, don't you guys still want to watch a movie later? What time did you book the tickets?" The boss asked suddenly.

"Nine o'clock, it seems to be starting soon." Xia Mingwei's voice was hoarse.

"Then go to the cinema quickly, don't be late, the movie tickets around Beijing are quite expensive."

"It's quite expensive..."

"By the way," the boss raised his mouth suddenly, "Didn't you have a Japanese girlfriend, talk to me more after you come back, and tell me how you met her."

"Well, I'll tell you when I get back."

"Hey..." The boss sighed, "With your sullen temper, it's very rare for a little girl to accommodate you. You must cherish it."

"I will cherish it."

"Also, Mingwei, if you have a chance in the future, bring her to meet me."

"I will," Xia Mingwei whispered, "I've always wanted to bring her to see you."

"Okay, okay." The boss glanced at his watch and waved his hands angrily, "Let's go, it's 08:30 now, there's still time to get to the cinema."

"Well, I'm going out then."

"Go all the way, pay attention to safety."

Xia Mingwei stood up slowly, and staggered towards the stairs, like a kite with a broken string. He stopped at the stairs for two seconds and moved his lips: "It's time to open the shop... Boss." After finishing speaking , he walked down the stairs and walked out of the cafe slowly.

The bell rang loudly, and the boss was the only one left in the attic, with the back of his head resting on the wall and his empty eyes staring at the ceiling.

"Mingwei, this is the last time."

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