[Xunsi]May Be a Dream

Misato arrived with her beloved car as promised and parked outside Shinji's house, the noise was too loud, she was about to get out of the car and ring the doorbell, Shinji and Nagisa Kaoru went out.

"Mr. Katsuragi, thank you." Shinji thanked Misato through the door window of the front driver's seat.

Perhaps this Renault has not been damaged by any "emergencies". Although the aqua blue body is slightly old, the cover does not need to be pasted with tape, and the rear seat is also intact.

"Thank you, the teacher is very happy to be able to help the lovely students! Alright, I have prepared flowers for you, hurry up and get in the car with Zhu-kun and set off!" Misato took off her sunglasses and blinked left Eye, winking.

Inside is a black short leather jacket with sleeveless tights with white borders, a white cross that never leaves the body hangs around the neck, and there are gold earrings on both ears. The face with light makeup makes Misato look more energetic. Capable and gorgeous.

Shinji didn't know where the car was going, and he didn't need to know that today was the first and last time he visited his mother's grave here, because the grave would be moved to a cemetery in Tokyo in less than 24 hours.

Bored, he looked out the car window next to Kaoru, the blue waves swayed on the blue sea, shining brightly under the clear sky, the blue of the sea became lighter and lighter, almost blending with the sky at the junction of the sea level.

"The blue sea..." He still remembered that the Third New Tokyo City was facing the ocean, welcoming various apostles.

Kaoru Nagisa, who was sitting next to him, stared at Shinji's face fascinatedly, but Shinji didn't seem to feel it at all.

Ignored!How could Misato's mouth be idle: "Thank you yesterday evening, Zhu-kun. That umbrella really helped the teacher a lot. Well, that umbrella is in the trunk of the car, remember to take it."

"I see, teacher." Nagisa Kaoru responded, and then he patted the back of Shinji's hand and said, "Shinji-kun, this sea is so beautiful, isn't it?"

The other party came back to his senses and nodded quickly: "Yes. It's blue, with a little sunshine, and I can see a few boats occasionally, which feels very comfortable."

As soon as Misato heard it, she said excitedly: "Ah, Nagisa-kun and Shinji both like the sea, that's good, in order to improve our acting ability to a higher level, so as a consultant teacher, I decided to hold a joint camp during the summer vacation. Training! I decided to go to the beach, how about it?" Alas, I finally got to the topic.

Shinji asked, "Sensei, are there any other important performances?"

"Yes! Of course there is. At that time, in addition to practicing, we can also go to the beach, barbecue by the sea, and eat ice, ah, as expected, we must do this in summer!" Miri has begun to indulge herself.

"Are you looking forward to it?"

"Teacher still wants to play like a child, under the banner of training." Shinji rolled his eyes at Misato in the rearview mirror.

"Teacher, I'm really looking forward to it." At this moment, Kaoru Nagisa interjected, his red eyes squinting at Shinji next to him playfully.

A thin suspicious blush appeared on the opponent's cheeks again.

"Oh, oh, the children nowadays are really..." After a while, Misato slowly drove the car into the wide parking lot.

The three got out of the car, and Misato stuffed the white lily bouquet into Shinji's hands, the fresh floral fragrance of the white lily and the innate freshness of the plant came to the nostrils.

"A line close to the sea." Miri led the two of them and said, then pointed to the towering hills facing the sea: "Xiangyang, facing the wind, it's a good place."

"The teacher has been here?"

Misato turned around and grabbed Shinji's shoulders with both hands: "It's been a long time since I visited your mother, right? I've come here more often than you."

"why?"

"Actually, your father is a teacher in my university. Of course, I have met your mother. I am quite familiar with her. Later, when I became a teacher here, I often came to bother her. I didn't say it before, I was afraid you would hate it." Miri grinned broadly.

"It's nothing... But, tomorrow, my mother is leaving for Tokyo."

"Eh?"

"My father wanted to move my mother's grave to Tokyo." A group of people walked along the winding path to the hill.

"Is that so...it's okay, with Zhu-kun here, Shinji won't be lonely."

"What's not lonely, teacher is really..." The sea breeze heated by the sun suddenly hit, Shinji half-closed his eyes, and the rustling of long grass filled his ears.

"Shinji-kun, we're here." Zhu Kaoru stretched out his hand to pull Shinji over.

The extremely ordinary stone tablet is engraved with the word "Ikari", the year of birth and death, and the name of the person who erected the monument. It is no longer an empty shell with only letters and numbers, but there are still no photos.

Less than three meters away from the monument, there is a big tree, facing the sea breeze and its shadow dancing, covering up the excess sunlight.

Zhu Xun looked deeply at the tombstone, EVA's soul, mother's soul still remained in that world, right? The real heart of Nerv.

"Meet you again, Miss Wei." Crouching down, Misato stroked the stele: "Mr. Ikari is really reluctant to take you away. Fortunately, you left behind a very cute child who didn't look like you at all. by my side."

Shinji complained, "Teacher, what are you talking about?"

He sent the flowers to the stone tablet and put them down: "Teacher, Xun, I want to talk to my mother."

"Teacher and I are waiting for you." Zhu Xun turned and left.

"I can see you when I go to Tokyo in the future. Shinji, Ikari-sensei must miss Yui-san so much to do this."

"It's okay, we both have our own lives, and he doesn't want to get in touch with me, so he can't understand each other at all, so it's fine..." Shinji lowered his head and stared at the tombstone, and murmured again: "At least, no one will be hurt."

"I see!" Misato patted Shinji on the shoulder and said, "Miss Wei, Shinji misses you very much. So does the teacher. Let me avoid it for a while. Well, Shinji, don't forget that he is your father. One day I'll understand." Then he left.

"Hey, Mom, maybe!" Shinji continued: "This time, except for my father, I still don't like me as always, but a lot of things have changed here. Even if it changes, it is still very difficult for me. But that The important person came back to be with me, and many things became less sad than expected. He is a boy! And he is very beautiful. It is really happy to be with the person you like. I don’t know when your father is by your side. Don't you feel happy too?"

Now I can only think of my mother's vague but gentle figure when I look at Ayanami, there is a kind of peaceful joy there.

After being silent for a while, he said again: "Now that he picked you up, you must be very happy, right? I kind of understand why my father misses you all day long. Because I have also experienced it. I think about it when we are together, and when we are apart. , and think hard."

"Xun must be the person I like very much, like very much, it seems that there is nothing happier than living with him in the world."

"Maybe it didn't go so smoothly, maybe there were a lot of terrible things, maybe there were a lot of painful things, but I won't run away any more and live on, maybe that's it?"

"Don't miss me too much, I'll be fine. Goodbye, Mom."

He unwrapped the bouquet, took a white lily, closed his eyes, and absorbed the fragrance of the flower.

Human beings can only survive if they forget their memories, but there are also things that cannot be forgotten.

What can't be forgotten is always the matter of that world. It is definitely the most fertile soil, from which the most beautiful flowers can be planted and continue in this world.