Su Yong Chuan

()Chapter 3 Strange city, different, her future?

The next day, Cui Xiuying excused that she was still unwell and needed to continue to recuperate, and still did not participate in the more symbolic company report.The company also seemed to acquiesce in her behavior.Marina didn't have such a good life, she still had to travel back and forth across the production company to cover up the last handful of soil for the end of the group routeφ.

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The morning sunlight poured on the small bed through the window with the curtains drawn, and the girl lying quietly on her side looked serene as if she was fast asleep.Until I heard the obvious ticking sound of the electronic lock after the outer door was closed.The girl who was supposed to be asleep suddenly opened her eyes, sat up slowly, and her whole body was enveloped by bright sunlight.

The girl squinted and stretched out her hands to the sun, watching the hands disturb the light in the sun.As the shape of her hands changed, the girl felt the warmth of the sun caressing every corner of her palms, her face full of enjoyment.

Standing in the bathroom, as if to make sure of something, the girl carefully looked at this immature face in the mirror again.Her hair was unkempt, she had a small round face, and her complexion was a bit dull from the sun.Coupled with the tremendous pressure during this period, it is inevitable that there will be dark circles in the eyes.No matter how good your mentality is now, no matter how much you sleep these days, it will not be able to dissolve these traces of your past mood.The body that has been fully rested is also vaguely tired.

While washing, the girl made a surprising discovery.Originally, I was just brushing my teeth happily, feeling the long-lost feeling of self-reliance.But unexpectedly, she put down the toothbrush with her right hand, picked up the facial cleanser with her left hand naturally, and started skin care.Those bottles and cans that I don’t know what to use even if I can read their names are like props in a magic box, jumping into my hands one by one in an orderly manner. s position.

For all this, the girl was not surprised for long, and she was eager to do something else to prove more of her imagination.

A small open space was cleared out of the small living room. The girl stood in the middle, took a few deep breaths, and then began to warm up according to her vague but definite memory.While fully warming up, the memories in my mind seem to become more and more detailed as the body stretches and the body temperature increases.After the warm-up was over, the girl felt the guidance of the hot stream of consciousness in her body, and the actions that she had demonstrated in the team, in the club, and in the classroom were displayed one after another in memory.Although the condition of the body was considered at the beginning and the movements were not too difficult, various mistakes often occurred in the exercise.But with more and more movements, the pleasure in the soul becomes stronger and the movements become smoother.The girl knew that there was nothing wrong with the conscious skills, it was just that the current body couldn't keep up.

After nearly two hours of exercising, the girl let the water column in the shower wash her body in the bathroom, and her muscles all over her body were sore and swollen.Accompanied by these long-lost physical reactions, the heart is filled with incomparable fulfillment and joy.A sense of rising soul made the girl almost shed tears, but the sober brain rejected this reaction, and instead complained to itself that it shouldn't be such a long-lasting and intense exercise.

After the bath was over, the girl found speechless that her body told her to open the second compartment on the left, which was obviously much larger than other bottles.After the body has just been wiped, start to apply the liquid all over the body...

It has to be from bottom to top...

After finishing all this, the girl checked the refrigerator.Finding some leftover slices of toast, cucumbers, tomatoes, eggs and slices of bacon, the girl just felt like a flash of inspiration.Seemingly "skilled" to heat up the pan, the eggs and bacon slices began to fry.Smelling the bursts of fragrance, the girl who is so comfortable can hardly bear to have a 720-degree hot pot.But considering her trembling hands when pouring oil just now, reason made her give up this absolutely risky behavior.

After making a few simple sandwiches, the girl just stood in the sunshine on the balcony, slowly enjoying the late breakfast while thinking.

who am I?

where am i from?

Where am I going?

This thought is a long time.

Looking down at the bustling road outside the apartment, the bustling metropolis of Tokyo gave her a feeling of familiarity and strangeness.There were such scenes in my memory at that time, high-rise buildings, asphalt roads, and the constant flow of traffic and people.But the pictures in those memories have a kind of intimacy, vaguely, like feathers stirring the heart.What I see now is more of a familiar feeling in the body. At the same time, the body also feels a kind of exhaustion, and I just want to continue to sleep in this warm sunshine.The girl stared blankly, until the instant coffee in her hand turned from boiling hot to cold, this feeling was still like a sticky barrier, without any change.

Although I have been to many places in this city in a hurry in the memory of this life, recalling those memories is like watching scenes of a movie.I can see, hear, and slowly smell the street food stalls, and even feel the ups and downs of the mood at that time.But all this inevitably makes the girl feel a sense of falsehood from the bottom of her heart.

The girl took a sip of the ice-cold coffee and said to herself, "I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, I just live in this mountain."

Now that people are living in this country where the body is familiar, the girl decided to use the most primitive method to experience it again, and use her own steps to measure the city that was once familiar to her but now strange to her soul.

The girl changed her clothes and started shopping.

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Today is sunny and sunny, the girl did not visit Mount Fuji, a holy place for suicide, did not visit the world-famous super cosplay masterpiece Tokyo Tower, nor went to Shibuya to talk to the loyal dog Hachiko, nor did she collect all the money and go straight to Zhong Yang She was walking on the streets of Akihabara, the luxurious Ginza in the district.

Get off at Akihabara Station.The first thing that catches the eye is a lot of Japanese girls dressed as maids, handing out leaflets coquettishly.Many local nerds and nerds from other places are very polite, watching from the sidelines or even bravely approaching to strike up a conversation.If you see someone twitching and frantically taking photos with all kinds of photographic equipment, don't say it, it must be a tourist otaku.After being nurtured all day long, Yu Wang finally broke through the critical value, saved up enough food and grass, made enough plans, and went abroad for a pilgrimage with joyful hearts.

Ignoring these things, the girl went straight to the shopping mall "ラジオ馆kan" near the Akihabara Electric Town, and her destination was the "kotobukiya" that he had longed for.

In fact, there are not many pictures about this place in the memory of this life.

The one who used to be, has been buried in his memory, because of his passivity, he had to be an otaku raised in a deep boudoir.Apart from the inseparable love for his previous job and leisure time, under the influence of the nanny, he began to understand the world of online entertainment.The world of Korean entertainment, Japanese dramas, and anime seems to have opened a new door for him.This made his black and white se research life, which was just to pass the time, begin to have a colorful adjustment.Chasing variety shows, chasing new dramas, chasing new episodes, and even in the eyes of others, a kind of attempt that is too busy for him - assembling figurines.

A wrong bonding has to be disassembled carefully with more energy; a defective painting has to be cleaned more carefully, practiced repeatedly, and then meet the next success or failure.Although the progress of each step is very slow, it takes many times more time and patience than ordinary people.However, he knew that he had fallen in love with this feeling of total concentration.Assembling the figure in this state, he even felt as if he was practicing a kind of practice.

Concentrate completely, let go of everything in your mind, and only see the model in your hand.Empty and not empty, at this time his head seemed to be overflowing, unable to accommodate any other thoughts.This state made him stop thinking about those things that he didn't want to touch, maybe the things his soul had been avoiding.

Although he still jokes with his little nanny that life is cruel in his spare time, time is the best medicine, no matter how much pain he suffers, he has already begun to adapt to it.And he tried to enjoy this "leisure" life in another sense.

But, suddenly, Huang Liang had a dream.

The girl who examined this memory is still somewhat baffled to this day.Her feelings about these pasts were like a long dream.Open your eyes, the world changes color.

In the first few days after waking up, she was in a daze all day long, and the stories of that life and this life kept playing in her mind.At first, there were only sporadic images, but gradually these images became more and more familiar, like imprints, and more empathetic.Two thoughts, two memories are constantly intertwined.In the seemingly dark and vast mind, there is a figure, examining himself like a bystander.I was looking at him, and he was looking at myself.Even every time she faced the mirror, her soul couldn't help asking, who was she?

Is it the mysterious rules among the stars that make her soul travel through and become Cui Xiuying?Or, the original self was just a nightmare reflected in Miss Cui Xiuying's heart during the long night after being deeply stimulated?

The cognitions in the memory also have repetitions, for example, sm, Jung Soo-yeon, Kim Hyo-yeon, Kwon Yuri, or even follow the story line, Lim Yoon-ah, Seo Joo-hyun, Kim Taeyeon, Hwang Mi-young, Lee Soon-kyu, Girls’ Generation, and even "The World Reunited" "... But according to my current state of confusion, can these so-called memories really be classified as real?

The girl in a state of confusion vaguely hoped for some evidence that could prove the existence of that soul. In the absence of a more convenient and direct test method, the girl decided to test it with the original physical reaction based on those memories.It is best to be able to know what kind of existence the past in the "sleeping dream" is to me.

Cui Xiuying is a complete layman when it comes to animation models.However, for the person in the dream, assembling figures is like practicing. Seeing those figures grow from scratch in his own hands, he will feel complete, and there is a kind of peace and joy from the heart.

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In the most conspicuous maid coffee shop on the Electric Street.A tall, thin girl with long hair sat quietly for a long time.He completely ignored the strange gazes around him and the cold Americano coffee on the table.She stared at Gu Tie and Abby Douglas, who had just been installed in front of her, with her hands clenched tightly, tears streaming down her face. <…”