Me and the Doll Girl of Zhidiao Island

Chapter 67 65. She jumped into Lake Kamo
The beautiful ginkgo tree spreads its leaves on the ground, and the smell of ginkgo floats in the air, which can be smelled with a little sniff.

The black shade of the trees swayed slowly in the wind, and Jiang Yuanshen followed the punctuation marks on the navigation and found a row of longhouse-style buildings with low eaves located next to the community center of Zhiniao Community Hall.

In front of me is a closed brick building, with a rusty sign tied to the fence in front of the door, marking "Nakano Second-hand Electric Appliances".

Next to the name, there is an arrow "→".

"It's right here." Jiang Yuanshen murmured.

It looks suspicious here, not like a shop at all.

In the setting sun, a thin kitten with poor coat color lay on the iron mailbox at the door, sleeping soundly in the sweet wind.

This place is full of tranquility, just standing here, I feel like I am going to fall asleep.

Seeing that it was so thin, he couldn't help feeling distressed, Jiang Yuanshen opened the zipper of the bag and searched for nothing to give it to eat.

"Be sure to bring it next time."

He apologized softly, walked to the door, wanted to find the doorbell, but found that there was no button at all.

Knock on the door, no answer, try to turn the handle and lock it.

"Excuse me, what are you doing here?"

A honest voice came from behind, Jiang Yuanshen came back to his senses, and the kitten was also awakened.

A familiar face was staring at him, a man with shopping bags.

He looked in his 40s, and he seemed to have seen him somewhere.

On the street, there is a small car parked, with the words "Zhitori TAXI" spray-painted on the body.

"Well, does this place sell second-hand electrical appliances?" Jiang Yuanshen pointed to the house.

The man's head tilted slightly forward, and suddenly his eyes widened and he said, "Huh? Aren't you my guest?"

"Guest? Are you talking about Azusagawa? I have never been a "guest". "

"No, when you and a man came to the island, I was the one who drove you."

Only then did Jiang Yuanshen pick him up from his memory, he was the driver when he came back that day.

"Oh, hello uncle, I want to ask if this place sells second-hand electrical appliances?"

"Well, but it can't be said to be for sale." His chest rose and fell with his breathing, and he didn't seem very happy. "If you really want to sell, it's impossible to open a store here."

Jiang Yuan Shen nodded, and looked at the shopping bags in his hand, which seemed to be the most basic daily necessities.

"I want to find a machine that can read tapes and audio tapes. Is there one here?"

"Yes, but I guess I can't buy it, so I can lend it to you."

The man walked to the door and took out a copper-yellow key to open the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a wooden counter came into view, surrounded by books, newspapers, documents, cardboard boxes, refrigerators, and small objects.Although there are many varieties, they are all neatly arranged without exception.

The air was filled with the atmosphere of "old things", Jiang Yuanshen couldn't help shrugging his nose, and picked up an old newspaper on a large cardboard box.

When I was surprised that my thumb was not even stained with dust, I looked at the time in the newspaper, and it was August 2005.

There is an extremely eye-catching title on it——

"Crisis! The magnitude 7.2 earthquake caused the nuclear waste of the Fukushima nuclear power plant to spill!"

It is the news of the Fukushima nuclear power plant.

When this report was published, rumors and rumors were flying all over the sky. As long as any product was labeled as "Fukushima", it would be unsalable. You can see negative news every day when you open your eyes.

However, when I look at it now and eat Fukushima's products, I don't have much mood swings, and I feel that's it.

This incident is like a cigarette butt blown by the wind into a street drain, only to hide in a dirty corner where no one can see it.

Underneath the newspaper are the leakage of cooling water in Fukushima in 2008, the failure of the nuclear power plant reactor caused by the earthquake in 2011, and the discharge of sewage into the ocean by the Fukushima nuclear power plant in 2013.
Until now, the old newspapers here have included various situations of the Fukushima nuclear power plant.

Jiang Yuanshen kept rummaging in the big cardboard box, and found that the newspapers were arranged in an orderly manner according to the time period.

Some newspapers were stained with yellow stains that could not be wiped off. Although it was dirty, I realized how young I was.

"It's better not to mess it up, or I will be scolded by my father, he has a bad temper."

The driver uncle put the shopping bag on the old sofa beside him, and began to search for it.

"Radio radio."

Jiang Yuanshen nodded. There are several large boxes of newspapers here. At first, they were newspapers from Zhiniao Newspaper, but after 2008, most of the newspapers were published by Tianyuan Society.

It was the newspaper office where Kurosawa loved his father, and it was one of the best newspaper offices in Japan.

"Hey! Baiyin, what are you rummaging about!" A wind-blown scolding sound came.

Jiang Yuanshen thought he was scolding himself, so he immediately put down the newspaper, and stood obediently on the spot like a child.

It turned out that at some point, an old man wearing a thin inner lining appeared and was yelling at the driver uncle.

"You just want to screw up these things of mine all day long, don't you! You really gave birth to your son in vain! You don't feel good all day long!"

The thin finger pointing at Nakano Shirogane, and the two slightly parted purple lips were still trembling slightly.

"That. That's not the case. I came to buy some things, and he helped me find them."

Jiang Yuan was startled, he was as thin as a shrimp about to be cooked, and he felt that something would happen when he spoke so loudly.

Nakano Baiyin's face flushed suddenly, and he withdrew from a pile of electrical appliances as if he was sullen, and said angrily:

"I messed up your crap? What are you kidding! Nobody wants your junk!"

"What did you say?! You boy!"

The old man was panting heavily when he was told, he looked around, picked up a feather duster and was about to take it.

But in mid-air swing, the slender pale arm stopped again.

"What are you doing here?"

".I shouldn't have come here!"

Nakano Baiyin snorted coldly in disgust, but pursed his lips aggrievedly like a child who has not been praised for his good deeds, slammed the door and left,

"It's too old to calmly analyze the problem! You can die here alone!"

Looking at the back of him leaving, Jiang Yuanshen felt that his breathing had stopped, and felt restless in the tight space.

"Hey, what do you want to buy? If it's something I like, I won't sell it to you."

The old man's voice has obviously softened a lot, but there is still a heavy atmosphere in the space.

"Is there a radio that can play tapes?" Jiang Yuan said cautiously.

"Have."

He whispered something, then turned around and went to the counter to squat down, and took out a box, which was still the packing box of the original tape recorder.

"Here, do you want to buy or borrow?"

"Can I buy it?"

"No."

"Then I want to borrow it for a day or two."

"People from Zhiniao Island?"

"Ah."

"Then lend it to you for free."

Jiang Yuanshen was a little surprised. He thought that the other party would open his mouth like a lion, but he didn't expect to lend it to him directly.

"Aren't you afraid that I won't pay it back?"

The old man suddenly squinted his eyes, and his eyelashes cast shadows under the sunken eyes:
"The old man thinks that the people of Zhiniao Island are not bad, even if they really don't pay it back, it's because of my poor vision."

Jiang Yuanshen hugged the box of the radio with both hands. It was probably the first time in his life that he heard the comment that "people in Zhiniao Island are not bad".

It was inexplicable.

"With the liberty to ask, can this machine really work?"

"I take care of them more than I take care of my son, so don't worry." The old man walked to the sofa and fiddled with the shopping bag with his fingers, "This kid bought expensive ones again."

The atmosphere emanating from the old man was too viscous, Jiang Yuanshen bowed slightly to him and immediately turned and left.

As soon as he walked out of the house and came to the street, he spotted Nakano Shirogane squatting beside him from the corner of his vision.

Covering his face with his hands, he kept taking deep breaths, his jaw trembling slightly.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Yuanshen asked in a low voice.

"call--"

The tone Nakano Shirogane poured out was very disturbed, and he kept pressing the corners of his eyes with his fingers,

"Should I continue to stay on Zhiniao Island? I wanted to leave after the earthquake, but I couldn't worry about him being alone, but staying here can't fill his stomach, and can't give him a better life. I'm really useless."

A suffocating silence suddenly fell, and the sound of the wind blowing through the ginkgo trees seemed extremely lonely.

There are too many unsatisfactory things in the world.

Looking at the small taxis parked on the side of the street, only the "2 yen for 500 kilometers" posted on the window is particularly eye-catching.

The sunset glow was as red as blood, like the blush on the face of a delicate girl, and the first star lit up in the sky.

"Just because my mother and the others died in the ruins, I guarded that place and refused to move at all."

It was as if a thunderbolt fell on Jiang Yuanshen's head, and flowed through his body along the nerves. At the same time, he grasped the source of the sense of disobedience.

"He is the father of garbage. He just sticks to those old things and doesn't care about the present. The mayor promised us that after we develop the ruins, he will give us compensation first, and after the square is built, he will give us a good booth. He didn't even charge for the first year. Rent, obviously life can be better.”

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"It's obviously not easy. As the former mayor, does he hope to make everyone's life more difficult with his own will? Why doesn't he even have a little bit of rationality?"

Jiang Yuanshen's breathing was half a beat slow, and he said, "So have you been arguing?"

"Ah."

Nakano Shirogane nodded, put his hands on his knees and stood up,
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to find someone to complain about. I'm an adult, but I said these frustrating words to you, a minor."

"No, it's fine."

"I'll take you back." He staggered to the side of the taxi with a bitter voice.

Jiang Yuanshen shook his head and said, "Thank you, I'm very close, just walk back."

In fact, it takes a few bus stops to go back here, but Jiang Yuanshen doesn't want to bear that weird atmosphere anymore, not for a second.

"Well, see you next time." He opened and closed his lips and smiled wryly at Jiang Yuanshen.

"it is good."

He got in the car, and Jiang Yuanshen turned around and walked towards the bus stop.

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Back home, as if nothing had happened, Jiang Yuanshen carefully took the radio out of the packing box.

The length of the radio is square, and the characters inlaid on the plastic casing can no longer be seen clearly.

The thought of being able to hear the contents of the tape made Jiang Yuan Shen feel like a thorn in his back.

Because there was no prompt, he put the tape he brought from the abandoned iron factory into it, thinking about which button corresponds to what by himself.

sizzle-

The radio came on.

"Uooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow."

It was just a sentence, and the rest was crying, which lasted for more than 30 seconds, and the content of the tape came to an abrupt end.

click-

With the crisp sound of my partner, a piece of glass in my heart unexpectedly shattered from the corner, and it turned into dazzling pieces in an instant.

This sad voice is really similar to the current Asora Masamune, because I have heard it before.

Jiang Yuanshen came back to his senses immediately, and he replayed the sentence in a panic.

"Zoushi she jumped into Lake Kamo—"

With just one sentence, Jiang Yuanshen could feel his heart beating wildly, and a colony of ants crawling in his cerebral cortex.

So far, he has never known how the queen of Bird Island died, and he didn't even know where the cemetery was, and there was no news about how she died on the island.

Does Jinghai Shenyue know about this?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yuanshen couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and wanted to send a message to Jinghai Shenyue.

In the end, after looking through it, I found that there was no contact information for her in the phone contacts or LINE.

He turned on the recording of his mobile phone, recorded the contents of the radio, and immediately went out, riding the bicycle that he had shared life and death with.

The field is covered with hazy light blue, and the reeds swaying in the wind are like clouds planted in the sky.

A little bit of light is moving on the sea in the distance. When I look closely, it is a passenger ship leaving.

Jiang Yuanshen was riding on the street, and the quiet twilight continued to surround him in all directions. The crows replaced the cuckoo, and the disturbing mania passed through the twilight and continuously spread into his ears.

The alarm sounded at the level crossing, and the flashing red lights illuminated Jiang Yuanshen's cheeks.

The wind pressure of the passing tram blew his bangs, and when the fence was raised, he stepped on the pedal again, leaving the pedestrians behind.

When I came to Jinghai Shenyue's house, I still saw the elegant and elegant double doors and the well-kept courtyard.

It was here that Jinghai Shenyue said to herself for the first time, "Let's get out of the island."

Parked the bicycle at the door, and Jiang Yuan was thinking about how to avoid Jinghai Yaren, when Jinghai Yaren scolded him suddenly from the balcony on the second floor.

The double doors of the balcony were open, and a person seemed to be out of breath. He came to the balcony with his head in his hands, breathing heavily.

"Am I not good enough for you!"

Jiang Yuanshen suddenly shrunk his body against the wall and leaned out to visit.

Jinghai Yaren was still wearing a high-sounding suit, but the expression on his face was extremely angry, and he kept walking back and forth on the balcony.

"I could have quit being mayor on this island! Why do you think I came back! Because you are Xunzhi's daughter!"

"I take care of you more than anyone else! I don't care how many people died in the earthquake! Who do you think I flattered those presidents for? Could it be those stupid islanders! No! I'm for you!"

Jing Haiya kept groping her hair with her hands, and said to the people in the room with excitement from time to time,
"As long as the big ruins are developed and the economy improves, the island will become richer! Not only will I build a square, I will also build a university in the future! As long as you want, I can give you anything, even for those The president can kneel down!"

Jing Haiya took a deep breath, spread his hands, and his tone suddenly seemed gentle.

"Shenyue, what else do you want to leave? Just leave it to me, and I will let you live a better life on this island than anyone else."

"The only one who cares about you is me, Yaren."

　After thinking about it, thank you all tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)