[Shenya] Aphasia

Manchester is an imperfect city.

This imperfection is not because it has no glorious historical figures, nor is it that its churches are not as prestigious as Canterbury, or even that its traffic is not smooth or the red paint on the facades of the buildings is peeling.In fact, the prosperity will decline, and the past is easy to break. People who have seen this city will always say that it is just right.

Manchester is a city that cannot hold people.In the words of the red-bearded owner of the teahouse, half of the permanent residents in Manchester are students and professors, and the other half are fans.After successful studies, most of the students of the University of Manchester choose to leave this place where the concept of divinity and humanity seems to be vague, and establish future great achievements in other cities or countries.The young people who are crazy about Manchester United obviously prefer a quiet and polite city like Edinburgh to spend their old age when their enthusiasm fades.

You ask people here, do you love this city?Most of them will give an ambiguous answer: Compared with this question, we are more used to talking about the weather and black tea.

What people leave here is often nothing but traces.

"This is your room."

Kanda was led to a well-decorated bedroom, but it was dusty because no one lived there.This is the second floor of a typical English masonry house with a sloped half-timbered ceiling.Allen didn't lie. Open the window and you can see the reddish-brown teaching building of Manda and the large lawn outside the building.

The solid wood floor is a bit old, and there are occasional loose clicks when stepping on it. Kanda was so impressed by this that when he finished his studies a year later, when he left here, he would bow his head and still have a dazed expression.

Is this how two people live?

This kind of homestay is really different.When Kanda went downstairs to the living room, he noticed that the house only had two bedrooms besides the study room. He couldn't help asking Allen what he would do if his parents came back.

Allen's eyes widened, as if he was being asked such a question for the first time.

"No... my father is gay, and my mother ran away with him after she found out."

Kanda was stunned.

"There's nothing to be surprised about," Allen tilted his head and chuckled, "Everyone has their own destiny. If they and I are not the happiness of the other party, letting them go is the most correct way of life for me. You see, I am living now. It's pretty good. The only downside is that being alone can get boring sometimes, but now I have you."

Kanda finally looked seriously into the eyes of the young man in front of him. His pupils were a rare lead gray color, his eyelashes were curled up, and when he blinked, there was a glint of water, like two lakes and ponds, because he absorbed all his emotions into an invisible depth. place, so I feel innocent.When he said these words, his brows and eyes were still curved, as if he was saying "the lady next door baked an apple pie for me", almost making Kanda think that this is not the same as Allen Walker from Lake Windermere the same person.

"...Okay, okay, don't misunderstand what you said just now." Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Allen waved his hands awkwardly, "I said, you are not my type. I don't like to be as delicate as a girl long-haired oriental man."

...Of course, the need to be beaten has not changed.

On the contrary, Kanda doesn't care much about queer, as long as they don't interfere with each other's private life.And Allen Walker doesn't seem like a person who interferes with others. He slowly discovered that this person is friendly to everyone, but he is mean to him, and this does not affect the two of them even if they are in the same room. Do not say a word.Allen's life is not chaotic, and he never takes anyone home with him other than his friends. Although he also goes to GayVillage to find a sense of existence, he seems to do nothing but eat and drink. When he and Kanda went to Chinatown, he only did These things.

After school started, Kanda spent most of her time at school attending classes and reading books, or being dragged by the rabbi to shop and take pictures.Like everyone else, he likes the red brick building of Manda University. This legacy of the industrial revolution shows people its sense of mission and its glorious story.Even without showing off its dozen or so Nobel laureates, the architecture here has enough power to intimidate.

There are a lot of international students in the University of Manchester, and it was hard for Kanda to pass the exam. Every minute he spends in school, he doesn't have much time to go back to Allen's house.

It's good to live like this, don't worry about too complicated relationship, he always thinks so.Even if they stay together, he is very comfortable with this kind of non-interference life...

...except for eating.

Allen has a good appetite, no matter what kind of food he can eat, he can eat several large plates every meal. Kanda thinks that for a foodie, cooking must be a wonderful and enjoyable part.It turns out he was thinking too much.

The cause of the incident was that one weekend, Kanda bought a tuna, and after bringing it home, he was called back to school by the professor to deliver materials. It was evening when he returned home again.Hungry, he walked into the kitchen and saw his tuna - covered in pale wheat flour, eyes wide open in horror, lying on a plate with its mouth half open.The instigator was busy cutting cucumber slices, and pasting them on the fish.

Kanda felt sour water in his stomach, and he held back his anger.

"What are you going to do with this fish?"

"Grilled crispy fish." Allen wiped his hands on the apron and pointed to the oven next to him.

"..."

Kanda almost had a fight with Allen that day.Later, he saw things like macaroni and mashed potato pies the size of a schoolbag, or pies that looked like sweet buns crawling out of a horror movie... Those are all later.Before that guy created haggis, an English cooking nirvana, Kanda took over the cooking and forbade him to set foot in the kitchen.

Recalling that Li Nali once specifically asked if she could cook, Kanda suspected that half of the rumors about British "dark cuisine" spreading all over the world were due to Allen Walker.It's not easy for him to raise himself so big.

"Although I cook it myself, it's pretty good, but I have to say, Kanda, your cooking is even better!" Allen always swept the food on the table like a storm, but pretended not to be reconciled.

"You wouldn't be so stunted if your food was 'good' as you say, bean sprouts."

"Please call me Allen. Also, is it too much to call it bean sprouts? I'm also very strong."

At such times, Kanda tended to roll his eyes towards the ceiling, and decided not to respond to this topic.

"Hey."

A Peter Rabbit keychain appeared in front of him.

"souvenir."

"You seem to like this stupid thing, what's the point?" Kanda took the thing and tossed it from his right hand to his left hand and then to his right hand, looking reluctant to hang it on the key.

"I envy its rabbit life, that's all."

"But it seems to die alone." Kanda said with a sarcastic tone.

"It has a vegetable garden, and a Benjamin."

"Benjamin has a wife and children."

Allen raised his head, looked at Kanda with complicated eyes, and bit his lip.After a long while, he suddenly slapped the table and laughed.Seeing him bursting into tears with inexplicable laughter, Kanda frowned inexplicably.

"Kanda Yu, have you misunderstood something?" Allen said while giggling non-stop, "Aren't you particularly concerned about my being gay?"

"I……"

"Look, I just think," Allen spread his hands and tried to explain, "Having such a brother, we can take care of each other, so that I can put myself in danger for him. This kind of experience is very enviable... Do you have any? Did you not read this story seriously?"

Kanda obviously didn't think it was necessary for him to read this children's work seriously.

"You envy brother?" He was puzzled.

Allen laughed halfway and suddenly stopped talking, lowering his eyelids and fiddling with his fingers.His gray eyes become very cloudy when he is quiet, like a layer of algae on the surface of clear water.

Nights come late in Manchester, as most residents are willing to have a rain or shine night out after the sun disappears over the horizon to beat the boring time when the biological clock is not sleeping.But Kanda is a good student who follows the rules. On the night that Aren didn't know how many times he put on his coat and was about to go out, he finally couldn't hold back.

"It doesn't matter usually, but I have a test tomorrow morning. If you still decide to come back at three or four in the morning and knock the downstairs, then I will go back to the dormitory now."

Allen shrugged and made a casual expression.

"But it's raining heavily outside. If you choose to run in the rain for 20 minutes to go to school to sleep, and take the test with a high fever of [-] degrees the next day, then I have nothing to say."

Kanda tried his best to calm down the urge to hit someone, suddenly touched something in his pocket, and smiled lightly.

"I have your car keys, Bean Sprouts." After he finished speaking, he began to admire the other party's expression and gradually became frustrated, patted his head, and his tone softened a lot.

"I'll be back soon."

"You haven't accumulated credit with me yet."

"You can call me."

"You can switch off."

Allen rolled his eyes, feeling for the first time that he had caused trouble for his house.The two lived under the same roof and did not interfere with each other's private life. Thinking about how it was possible, it was really naive at the time.

As a result, I sat in the passenger seat and watched the lights receding rapidly in the rain outside the window, while hurriedly calling my friend to apologize for my lateness, and explaining that I had picked up someone.After that, he looked at Kanda who was driving.

"Twelve o'clock... Before that, I won't interfere with you and your friends having fun."

"That's too early!"

"I said no and no."

Allen curled himself up in the seat angrily.Kanda glanced back, feeling an inexplicable joy in his heart.

In fact, it was past nine o'clock when they arrived at the bar at the destination. The bar was in the business district of Albert Square, and it was still full of people. People are very relaxed and happy.

"This is Uncle Tiki Meek and his niece Rhodes. These two are the Campbell brothers Mana and Neia."

Hearing Allen's introduction, the man holding three cocktails in the seat and looking at the light carefully compared the colors, stood up with his long legs on the table, and said slowly: "Although you are dissatisfied with my age, you don't have to pick me specifically. Add a suffix...boy?"

"Even if everyone adds the suffix, you are the oldest one, uncle." Allen emphasized the last two words as if venting his anger, "This is Yu Kanda, the roommate I mentioned before."

"Hey, it's really an oriental man." The only little girl in the seat bit her finger curiously, "Allen, you like this now."

"Rod, don't make trouble."

The dim and jumping lights in the bar made it difficult for Kanda to see the faces of the group of people clearly. The two brothers sitting on the other sofa rubbing each other's ears were better. The two people here have darker skin, which always makes people feel that they are not locals.The white-haired and white-skinned Allen sat among the four of them, looking out of place with them.

The singer of the band sang an American country song narcissistically with an authentic British pronunciation, unexpectedly without too much sense of disobedience.His red electric guitar had a mess of tangled wires, but he didn't seem to care at all.The fence in front of the band was covered with beer bottles, reflecting emerald green light under the lights.

Allen asked for a glass of brandy and a cream puff, and when he looked at Kanda, he received the message of refusing any food and drink, so he had to give up.

Kanda intuited that he didn't like Allen's friends very much, so he found an excuse to leave the meeting.He returned to the car, stuffed a CD with soft music, rolled down the seat and closed his eyes to rest.

In a daze, I thought of many complicated things.

He thought of the topics he would do with the teaching group before drafting, and there are many processes that have not yet been formulated.

He thought about what time it should be in Japan at this moment, and whether the leaves in Kyoto are red.

He even thought about whether he should return to China to develop or stay in school after graduation, where to start a family and start a business...such a distant thing.

Kanda Yu is like any foreign student who has just gone abroad. He has endless curiosity about another world, and he is at a loss but still holds on to the confusion after changing his lifestyle and environment.He considers himself to be a relatively independent person, but he can't help but let his living habits get out of control... At least in the past twenty years in Japan, he has never squatted in the ground with no ventilation for anyone the day before his exam In the parking lot, patiently wait for the other party to get tired from playing and go back together - this thought made him wake up in a jerk, and he just wanted to beat himself up.

"Hey."

A fluffy head came up along the car window, Kanda fixed his eyes and found that it was the little girl in the bar, and turned his head silently.

"Your keychain is off." Rhode stretched out his index finger, with a Peter Rabbit hanging on it, and it was turning around under the control of his finger.

Kanda reached out to grab it, but was swiftly dodged.

"Hee hee hee, I lied to you, this rabbit is mine," the little girl leaned back and forth with a smile, "I just came to test, did Allen also give you this thing, the proprietress of the souvenir shop in the Lake District will give it to you every year Give him a box...you are just as stupid as he was carved out of the mold."

Kanda was stunned for half a second, then felt his keychain in his pocket, a little annoyed.

"What are you here for?"

"Let me remind you," Rhodes put away his smile, but the corners of his mouth curled up in an unclear manner, "Allen is mine, don't snatch it."

"You can get a sense of crisis from me. It seems that you are not very smart." Kanda sneered, "And I don't know that he still likes girls..." He looked up and down at the little girl who was only big enough for his waist, " ……child."

Rhode pouted.

"you do not like me."

"Why should I like you."

Kanda has never believed in feelings, which are useless things controlled by the left side of the brain. Losing control is due to emotion, emotion is due to giving up thinking, and giving up thinking is due to self-righteous feelings.But this time he couldn't change his "feeling", just like the first time he saw Allen and this group of people, he felt irritated, but gradually Allen made him feel interesting, but the latter still made him irritated.Like the one in front of her, she seems to be a spoiled young lady, and someone is going to play tricks if she doesn't hold her.

"Because I'll take Allen from you."

"I've only known him for a month," Kanda reminded him friendly, "I don't think it's necessary for me to respond to your boring jealousy."

Rhodes pouted and played with her bow tie. Her blouse was made of delicate rococo lace, and her thin body was wrapped in a tutu skirt, like an umbrella held up by a lady.Coupled with the elegant uncle, this also confirmed Kanda's judgment that she was born as a young lady.

"Since you said so, then I..."

"Please go ahead," Kanda's sudden interruption began to show his impatience with the young children, "Can you go now, call that guy down for me, the agreed time is coming."

I don't know if it was Rhodes who obediently delivered the message, or Allen was a person who kept the agreement. When the zero o'clock bell rang, the two were already on their way back.The wind after the rain was a bit chilly, Kanda saw the person in the co-pilot blushed from drinking, wrapped himself up in a ball, cursed a few words in his heart, and then rolled up the window.

All the unconventional troubles he's had so far have been caused by this guy.

Now this guy is still talking nonsense, the music in the car is always on, and Kanda can only hear the names of a few foods, but can't form a sentence.To be honest, chatter is already a very personable drunk symptom.So Kanda only said a word when he got home.

"Bean sprouts, if you can't talk, I can be so happy."

I don't know if he is awake, but Allen barely opened half of his eyes and glared at him.

"If there is such a day, I will be happy for you. Also, my name is Allen, not Bean Sprouts."

"When will you be smart enough not to talk back to me, I won't call you that."

Allen blinked and looked at Kanda, and suddenly giggled.

"Stupid Kanda."

After a long time, when Kanda recalled this unnutritious conversation, he always regretted it suddenly. Although this does not represent any follow-up, it still makes people feel powerless at the hands of fate.For any normal man, the feeling of powerlessness is a great pain.

The eaves are still running over the water, ticking non-stop, the residential area is so quiet that you can hear the chirping of insects in the hedges, the half moon quietly hangs in the night sky, and the pure white light shines through the curtains, as casual as Monet's oil painting .

That being the case, just let nature take its course, no matter how hard life is, it is still a refuge.

-TBC.