People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"Then wait. Why do you think waiting is meaningless? The future is so long. If the sunrise doesn't come, then wait again. If the night is lonely, then count the stars. If you can't dance, play the piano; if you can't play the piano, sing; if you can't sing, listen, until your heart stops, and your soul also has a reason to dance between heaven and earth. Life gives you the right to be addicted and to enjoy it, why would you give it up on your own initiative?"

"I."

I don't know why I was so shocked.

It is not for such a conclusion that is not profound or difficult to understand.

It’s the process of communication.

It is a complete process of speaking, being listened to, being cared for, and finally getting feedback.

To borrow his metaphor, it is the addiction that a lonely soul and life has always longed for and desired.

Sasagawa Rie had never had such an experience before.

She was like a bird trapped in a cage. Even if the cage door was opened and she staggered to the windowsill, she could no longer remember how to flap her wings and fly.

Until another one of its kind landed in front of her and slowly opened its wings.

Vibrate the undertone of her lonely life melody and add other tones.

So, how should she respond at this moment?

His eyes were fixed on that smiling face, feeling uneasy but expecting an answer.

There was a moment of silence.

Then, under her gaze, he slowly spoke.

"But it wouldn't be such a bad thing if Editor Sasagawa died of worry. I think I'll get a share of the bank account inheritance, too."

"..."

Then, her slender fingers reached for the scissors on the table.

"I'm just kidding."

"But I'm not kidding. I feel like I need to use a tool to cut off the lazy side of Schizophrenia-kun and throw it in the trash can, leaving only the other personality, and it will be perfect."

"Wow. What's so annoying?"

So, driven by the instinct of emergency avoidance, Lin Sen got up and went into the study.

Before closing the door, a head was left sticking out.

"As payment for the talk therapy, you might want a fried egg tomorrow morning, buddy."

"I've already fallen asleep and dreamed so quickly."

"Indeed. Otherwise, I wouldn't think Editor Sasakawa's hairstyle looks so good tonight."

The door is closed.

Sasagawa Rio stared blankly at the slightly rusty handle.

It was not until the leisurely evening breeze sneaked in through the window and gently tickled my slightly hot cheeks that I slowly woke up.

The woman stood up, walked slowly back to the bedroom.

Passing by the mirror beside the cabinet, he suddenly stopped and stared at the face with loose hair in it.

I touched my scattered hair in a trance and realized that I had forgotten to tie it up.

But then I remembered something.

The corners of his mouth inadvertently curled up, then quickly turned down.

"It looks pretty good."

"Humph..."

Chapter 51: The Man Who Picks Up the Light

Lin Sen followed the faint aroma of food and opened the door of the study.

early morning.

A faint white mist rose from the bowl of hot milk, and small pieces of bread floated on the milky water, drifting slowly.

A boiled egg was quietly placed on a small plate.

Go to the bathroom quickly to take care of your personal hygiene and then come back.

He walked over, pulled out a chair, sat down, and took a bite with relish.

A simple breakfast is no different from the taste of giving.

The menu follows a fixed process and is almost the same for everyone.

While I was peeling the eggs, the woman sitting opposite me was packing her bag to go out and she stopped for a moment to look at me.

"What are you looking at me doing?"

"According to your spoiled and arrogant nature, shouldn't Lord Darkness complain about the lack of fried eggs?"

"Now that you mention it, I remember."

Lin Sen wasn't a picky eater. Occasionally, when he felt like it, he'd offer suggestions, like he did last night, but at the same time, he didn't care whether his suggestions were fulfilled or not.

But I still took the opportunity to tease a bird that seemed to be quite interested.

"Then why not make fried eggs?"

"Maybe because I just can't understand how people who like to eat salty breakfasts can do it without getting acid in their stomachs."

"Editor Sasakawa is still a sweet person."

"We really need to make some clear distinctions from the weird taste guy."

"Not bad."

This compliment left Sasagawa Rie speechless while she was still planning her next attack.

Then, under the strange gaze, he waited for the next sentence from Lin Sen:

"Editor Sasakawa has begun to have a unique housewife-level perspective on breakfast."

"Although I expected something disgusting like this, I was still shocked by the shamelessness of Wu Shameless-kun."

I don't know how to do it, but I know it's a long time

"Anyway, I enjoyed the breakfast. Thank you for your hard work."

"The way he looks now is really suitable for a circus performance."

Although the verbal attacks never stopped, the female editor remained seated honestly.

So she waited unconsciously, and after she had finished dressing up, she waited silently for the young man to finish washing the dishes, and then they stood together at the door of the old house.

Part ways.

However, before leaving, he waved his hand and glanced over sideways.

Put your hands in your pockets.

"Have you finished reading yesterday's manuscript?"

"not yet."

"Actually, there's a simpler answer to your question from yesterday. It's on the second-to-last line of the twelfth sheet."

After saying this, the man turned around and walked away.

"This is also my life creed in this life."

Only the flamingo was left standing there, staring at the figure that was getting smaller and smaller in its sight.

He came out of his daze, lowered his head, and took out the manuscript paper from his bag.

Slender fingers slid across the paper that still smelled of ink, finally landing on the target location.

I hid behind the broken wall and watched the young men picking the flowers.

[The stars are reflected in their eyes, but the light shines on me.]

It’s a simple and plain sentence, but it’s another answer prepared for the [voyeur] at the center of last night’s discussion.

Gazing at the shining and brilliant young souls does not only bring pessimism and self-denial.

Also, redemption.

Then a vague sense of resonance lingered in my heart. It was the warmth of having someone care about my thoughts.

So, you are really thinking about what I am telling you.

You want to tell me this?

Sasagawa Rio raised her head again.

The familiar figure had long since vanished. Beneath the old electric pole, a woman dressed like a housewife, who had been waiting at the door, crouched down, smiled, and embraced her daughter, who was saying goodbye while carrying her schoolbag.

"Also, in this life..."

What a strange choice of words, it makes it seem as if there really was a previous life.

Or, in front of her, was he comparing himself to the reincarnated soul in last night's story?

As she thought about it, she finally couldn't help but pursed her lips.

A hint of smile flashed across his narrowed eyes, but it quickly turned into a deliberate and endearing disdain.

"You mean, you want to illuminate me with the light of the stars you picked?"

"This guy is a bit too narcissistic."

With a light sigh, she turned around.

Under the rising sun, the slender woman's shadow became long.

......

Lin Sen probably had no idea how much reading comprehension his harmless slip of the tongue would trigger.

But at the moment, there are some groups of people who are emotionally rich and love to do reading comprehension.

On the university campus, young people are squatting under the blooming cherry trees, pinching their chins and making an expression of waiting.

"Calculate the time. The first big class of the morning should be over soon. When the bell rings, we'll pick a time to leave, Ito."

"Where did you go yesterday, Senior?"

"Have you memorized everything you need to write? We need to make it more formal when the time comes."

"So where did you go yesterday, Senior? You even changed your clothes..."

It turns out someone's attention is completely off the mark.

He turned around and looked into those beautiful eyes that were filled with curiosity and a little worry, and put on a nostalgic expression.

"After visiting a brothel, I'm now a real adult with a mature aura. So, please don't worry about me pretending to be your boyfriend, Ito."

"Well?"

Miss Ito was obviously shocked by this answer. She opened her eyes wide with a look of disbelief, "Tell me, you're lying."

"You figured it out. Actually, I took some time off to defeat Gomes and save the world. It was just my first time using the Transformer and I wasn't used to it, so I changed into a new outfit after it was over."

"."

After a brief silence, slender fingers gently stroked Lin Sen's shoulders and slowly pinched the relaxed muscles.

"Wow, don't. I'm just teasing you."

"I'm also pinching Senior."

"Hiss...Oh!"

Then he apologized profusely.

"Actually, I forgot to bring an umbrella when I was visiting a friend, and it rained so I couldn't come back. I'll introduce you to that person next time."

After learning the truth, the girl gave up and probably felt relieved. She lowered her focus and shifted to the current business.

Looking towards the other side of the university campus road with Lin Sen.

The woman with a ponytail sitting on the bench was looking around while holding her guitar, and occasionally lowering her head to review the music book in her hand.