mythical visionary

Chapter 88 What would you think if I said I was a sequencer?
December 12, 27:7 a.m. Tokyo time.

There was a "click" sound in his ears, Kiyotake Rin opened his eyes, and saw the "Kawabata Yasunari Works Collection" standing on the bed.

Xia Mingwei's hand was still hanging above the book, he picked up the book that had been deliberately dropped on the bed, "Good morning."

Qing Zhulin rubbed the Tianming acupoint angrily. Xia Mingwei said last night, is it possible to try to pick up the book she is interested in and throw it on the bed, so that even if she is woken up, she will not be angry, but she Unexpectedly, Xia Mingwei really did this. At first, he wanted to scold him, but then he couldn't help but feel funny when he saw his face.

"Good morning." She said and yawned, part of her black hair was scattered behind her head, and part of it hung on her shoulders.

"Speed ​​without injury 'call Qing Zhulin to wake up copy'." Xia Mingwei played a trick casually, and handed the book in his hand to Qing Zhulin.

"Am I the boss in the game?" Qing Zhulin opened the book.

"You are the Qi Demon King."

Qing Zhulin gave him a blank look, turned the pages of the book, and made a "rustling" sound: "Before, you obviously never got up earlier than me, why do you think I'm angry about getting up?"

"intuition?"

"Really." Qing Zhulin closed the book and said lightly, "No matter what, my butler robot has finally done its duty once and will wake the master up."

Xia Mingwei lifted the quilt, got out of bed and put on his shoes: "Today is a special case. After all, we are going to Hokkaido. The Shinkansen at nine o'clock is still an hour away. We have to hurry up."

"Who booked the ticket? It's so early." Qing Zhulin put down his book, and got out of bed to put on his shoes.

"You." Xia Mingwei pointed out mercilessly.

The two stopped in front of the shared wardrobe, Xia Mingwei looked at the clothes hanging on the left, and Qing Zhulin looked at the clothes on the right.

The former reached out and took out a thin black jacket and trousers with a long sleeve inside; the latter took out a winter suit with a light blue down jacket.

After putting on a thick down jacket, Kiyotake Rin put on a light blue hat to cover his ears, making him look a bit like a penguin.

Xia Mingwei stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch her hat lightly, but he took it back and put it into the muzzle of his coat: "Student Penguin, are we going to the North Pole or the South Pole today?"

"Fair knowledge, there are no penguins in the Arctic."

"Then go to Antarctica."

"Okay, let's go visit my kind." Qing Zhurin said seriously.

The two slowly left the empty church, stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and headed for Tokyo Station. The wheels rolled over the snow on the street. The sky in Tokyo was a cool blue, like an ice layer that refracted light. , as they got off the taxi, the Yaesu side station building on the east side of the Tokyo Station area came into view. This building was brightly lit, with a warm orange light spreading outward.

They stepped into the building and soon boarded the Shinkansen train, which takes about eight hours to reach their destination on the Tokyo-to-Hokkaido Shinkansen.

Accompanied by the roar, the Shinkansen train pierced through the wind and snow and galloped forward unstoppably, like a big white snake crawling forward.It is also for this reason that after many years, every time Xia Mingwei sees the white train, he always thinks of Qing Zhulin.

There were a lot of people in the carriage, most of them were wearing scarves and thick winter clothes. Everyone looked not very energetic in the winter morning.

In the corner of the No. 3 carriage, Xia Mingwei and Qing Zhulin were sitting side by side, one was listening to music with an MP[-] with earphones on, the other was reading a book, as if isolated from the crowd.

"What book did you read today?" He asked.

"For Whom the Bell Tolls."

"Hmm...how do I see the book in your hand, the title seems to have only two words?"

"Yes, two words, "For Whom the Bell Tolls"."

"Okay." Xia Mingwei said, "Speaking of which, shouldn't you have finished reading it long ago? After all, you already knew which book the character was from when I first said the name 'Robert'." Although he knew The person next to her was actually watching "Snow Country", but she still opened her eyes and talked nonsense with her.

"Rewatch it again." Qing Zhulin said lightly.

"With your personality, it's hard for me to imagine that you would turn a book twice."

"I really won't read it a second time, because I don't like Hemingway's text."

"Since you don't like Hemingway, why did you finish reading this book?"

"First of all, I think it is the most basic respect to read a book before judging it." Kiyotake Rin said, "Secondly, I don't hate the name Robert."

"That's why you finish every book?" Xia Mingwei asked.

"Ah."

"Listening to music?" Xia Mingwei took off one earphone and handed it to her.

Qing Zhulin lowered her clear eyes, and turned two more pages of "Snow Country". She didn't speak, her face was focused and cold, but when Xia Mingwei was about to take back the earphones wisely, she reached out to catch it, and lifted her ear hair, put it in his ear, and closed the book.

Xia Mingwei was taken aback for a moment, he rarely saw Qing Zhulin close the book deliberately, but every time she closed the book, it was for him.

He always wondered, before he came, whether Qing Zhulin could only immerse herself in words every day, she didn't even have anyone who could close the book for her, never, so she could only keep reading, keep reading, Until I learn to cover that loneliness with words.

The slightly swaying carriage was sprinkled with mottled light and shadows reflected by the morning light, and both of them remained silent. Their shoulders trembled slowly with the Shinkansen train, as if they would bump into each other at any time.

The singer kyooo's "Breath" was played in the earphones, and the same melody sounded softly in their ears, sharing a quiet time.

shallow breath

Shallow breath is by my side
forever
always

short siblings はいつもここにいると
short siblings you are always there

yushii dance を 教えてくれた
Taught me this gentle dance
君の名前はそっとしまっておくから
I will secretly cherish your name
君がそこにいて元気ならそれでいいよ

that's enough if you're happy there

weep ki sound も claw の mark も そ ま ま で い よ
Just ignore the cries and claw marks

変わわらない令のこと笑っておくれよ
please keep smiling at me
Time passed quietly, and the track of this Shinkansen was obviously not long, but it seemed that a century had passed.

The train passed by the sea, the setting sun gradually sank to the sea level, and the light of the sea converged, and the afterglow sprinkled on the sea surface and shone into the carriage.

Qing Zhulin seemed to be sleepy while listening to the song, so she leaned her head on his shoulder, Xia Mingwei didn't move, just listened to the song quietly, feeling her light breathing.

He moved his eyes from time to time, Qing Zhulin's cheeks were shrouded in the faint afterglow, half of the eyelashes were dyed yellow by the halo, the train will soon arrive at Sapporo Station in Hokkaido.

"Rin." Xia Mingwei said.

"What's wrong?" Qing Zhulin opened his eyes and woke up, but didn't move his head from his shoulder.

"I mean... If," Xia Mingwei paused, "if I lied to you, but I didn't lose my memory from the beginning, what would you think?"

"First, I will be angry." Qing Zhulin was silent for a moment.

"and then?"

"Then I'll be glad that you didn't lose your memory."

"Why?" Xia Mingwei was puzzled.

"Because if Robert stays by my side in a state of losing memory, then I will always wonder, when you regain your memory, will you become a stranger..." She paused, "But If you've always had old memories, you've always been the Robert I knew, haven't you?"

Xia Mingwei was stunned for a long time, then was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice:
"Then what if I say... I'm a sequencer?"

"Then are you a sequencer?"

"If I were, what would you think?"

"Si Snake didn't smell the professional sequence from you, so it's impossible." Qing Zhulin concluded.

"What if we leave that aside?"

"If Robert is a sequencer, will he hurt me?" Qing Zhulin looked up at him.

"will not."

"Will that kill me?" Qing Zhurin then asked.

"of course not."

"Then it doesn't matter if you are a sequencer or not?" Qing Zhulin said softly, "No matter who you are, I only hope that you are by my side."

Xia Mingwei lowered his head and laughed softly, as if he was mocking himself.

He whispered to himself: "Yes, so what..."

"So, are you really a sequencer?"

"At least not in front of you."

"It's so inexplicable..." Qing Zhulin rested the cap of the pencil on his chin, stared at him for a while, then looked away, "Get out of the car."

"I have arrived at Sapporo Station. Passengers, please get off the train as soon as possible and take your belongings with you. This station will not be responsible for any loss."

An announcement sounded in the train, both of them took off their earphones, and Xia Mingwei put the MP3 in his coat pocket.

Sapporo is a representative city of Hokkaido. This city has a strong northern atmosphere. The Sapporo TV Tower stands proudly in the center of the city, shining orange light, as if driving away the coldness of the city.

Gradually, the afterglow of dusk dilutes the vast white scene, and the snow falls in the hazy evening mist, like maple leaves dyed red.

Xia Mingwei and Qing Zhulin got off the train and walked to the Sapporo International Ski Resort on the mountain.

The whole snow-capped mountain was burning coldly under the setting sun, and the snow all over the sky was dyed yellow by dusk. The two of them seemed to be walking in the autumn rice fields, and their figures were about to be swallowed up by the swaying wheat seedlings.

"Robert, have you ever skied?"

"No."

"Then I will teach you."

"Speaking of which, you really taught me a lot, tango, skiing, and taste in clothes."

"no?"

"I just suddenly felt that I might be complete only when I'm by your side."

"Then what were you originally?"

"It's just a machine, with only its own goals in its eyes."

"Goal? What's your goal?"

"Originally, my target was a big red monster, but later it turned into a white one... Well, it also throws lightning."

"...Are you talking about the game we played yesterday?" Qing Zhulin asked in confusion, "That "Hades"?" She suddenly stretched out her right hand to cover Xia Mingwei's eyes.

"No." Xia Mingwei denied, and after a long pause, he said, "So... Lin, what are you doing, why are you covering my eyes?"

"It turns out that you don't have a fever, but what you said today is very strange."

"If you have a fever, you should cover your forehead. Why do you cover my eyes?"

"Can't you?" Qing Zhulin laughed silently, she seldom laughed, every time it was like a late cherry blossom blooming in winter.

"Okay, okay, it's just you."

"Come ski, Robert."

"Well, here I am."

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