Society fears that young people don’t want to be literary godfathers

"After all, Saki's life will definitely be longer than ours... If I still treat her as a child, I think I will definitely regret it in the future."

"...Don't talk nonsense."

"Wenyin, you are a doctor, and you also understand that most of the time, those of us who are close relatives will leave our children first."

Hitoshi Kurihara responded:

"As a father, I can provide a lot, but there are some things that only their young people can do - the status of family members still has limitations. Rather than rushing in blindly, it is better to let them grow up."

"........"

That's it.

The man raised his head slightly.

The little figure in the memory has grown up and is happily by the boy's side.

Although there is still some warmth in my father's small palm, it has not dissipated yet.

But...it's like he has made up his mind.

The man chuckled for no reason, then took his lover's hand and turned around gently:

"Let's go?"

".......Um."

Understand the deeper meaning of words.

Taking one last look at her daughter, the mother finally smiled and left with her father.

..........

Walking through the golden autumn streets, ignoring the playfulness of the younger generation, the Kurihara couple slowly walked towards the gathering place of their old classmates.

Watching the high school children's excitement as they faced early childhood, and the teenagers in the club preparing for the performance seriously, as if thinking of his own daughter and Mochizuki, Hitoshi Kurihara suddenly felt a little emotional.

He has always envied youth, envied the boundless vitality, envied the generations of young people who tirelessly pursue their aspirations, repeating the cycle and moving forward indomitably.

Every time he looks at them, who are so young, the man only feels that a hot blood flow and a biting cold alternately occupy his body. He is both envious and sad, because he knows that such a beautiful chase will eventually pass, and all the hot blood will be like The teeth are worn away, and eventually the spark is extinguished, leaving only an increasingly cold temperature... People always get colder as they live.It is precisely because of their perishability that the pursuits and dreams of youth are so precious and missed.

"So, no matter what happens in the future... My daughter, I really hope that you can keep rocking the wheelchair, chase forever with obsession and the fire burning in your chest, and stay young forever. ——Just like when you sang "Duango Family" today, you were the queen in the past who loudly said that you wanted to go to the Tokyo Dome and become a superstar."

Autumn is getting thicker and the four seasons are quietly turning.

For a moment, the man always felt that decades passed by in the blink of an eye, like falling leaves.

Whether he has become a good father or not, whether he has fulfilled his mission or not... Men actually can't tell the difference for a long time.

But.......Kurihara Hitoshi, who has long since stopped chasing, and is no longer young, recalls the frail figures of his daughter and Mochizuki, and can't help but chuckle.

In fact, even if she doesn’t become much great, even if she is no better than others, even if today’s daughter is still criticized for being in a wheelchair, it’s not a big deal——

His daughter, very early on, was already a miracle in itself.

"After all, you have been born into this world."

I recently went back to Shijiazhuang to go to school. I feel very tired. There are some things that are bothering me and I also have something to say.But after thinking about it, the number of words in those words is several hundred. I am afraid that you will not be happy if you pay more when I post it. I will post a single chapter around [-] p.m.

Mainly discuss the follow-up matters.

46. ​​The disease cartoonist is indeed crazy

love.

A great and sacred word, countless writers and poets throughout the ages have tried their best to interpret and praise it.It is the soul breaking under the red rose, it is the passionate kiss under the ancient bright northern lights, it is the separation and dedication of the encounter in the world, and it is the waiting and watching under the boundless ocean tide.

Love is suitable for all ages. Whether you are a retired man shaking a cattail leaf fan and kicking his slippers or a pretentious business elite, they will all be interested in these worldly gossips - this is a big proposition that will never go out of style, and it is also a mystery that has no standard solution in theory. question.

Kurihara Saki is sometimes confused by such puzzles.

Counting on your fingers, you and Mochizuki became good friends after staying together, and they have been operating Sloth Fish together for three or four years... From high school to college, the girl also watched the boy step by step from a dark childhood. Mushroom has become an industry boss who can communicate with others normally, and has grown from an invisible person to an incredible existence.Although he always regarded himself as an elder from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he was just taking care of someone and playing music together, but looking at the boy with natural curly hair, Kurihara occasionally felt a faint concern in his heart.

Is this the feeling of falling in love... The girl who has never had such an experience in the past no longer has the calmness of a mother in her heart. Instead, she acts like an ordinary girl, always caught in inexplicable tension.

In recent times, the frequency of the word "love" in girls' search records on Yahoo has been on a straight upward trend.

And in the omnipotent Yahoo, she did find some information:

(Love is a feeling when two people are together, a "feeling of intimacy". The man may not be handsome and the woman may not be beautiful, but they look pleasing to the eye and feel cordial to each other, just like family members, and they can be thorough in front of each other. Relax, be willing to open your heart, be willing to expose your vulnerabilities, and be willing to expose your shortcomings without worrying about being despised and ridiculed by the other person.)

"As long as it's pleasing to the eye and good to talk to, it doesn't have to be handsome or pretty..."

Rubbing her long silver hair, the girl who was not particularly confident about her appearance turned red at the base of her ears.

(Love is the mutual care and consideration between the two parties, the feeling of caring and cherishing each other, and the feeling of gratitude that you are good to me and I am better to you.)

"...Care or consideration for each other."

Kurihara Saki's heart beat faster when she thought that a certain curly-haired child seemed to occasionally help her buy groceries, and even if she didn't come to eat, she would still help her with housework.

To be honest, when she saw this, the girl had almost made her mind clear.

However, when her eyes fell on the following sentence, the emotions she had just been brewing were instantly overturned.

(Of course, the above is all nonsense.)

"?"

Kurihara's mother's expression froze.

(The so-called love is just an illusion of life, a false experience connected by dopamine and oxytocin. So love is never directed at a certain person, but rather something that cannot be obtained when you ask for it. It is a novelty.)

(Human loneliness is like an innate disability. No one can really save you from your loneliness, but having someone by your side will always make you feel better. Just like a blind man and a lame man helping each other move forward in this world. , so thousands of "you" and "I" are dazzled by fantasy, thinking that love can defeat those deep-rooted expectations in the world - but it turns out that most of "love" just combines all the absurdities in life, Pain and discord have opened up every detail and shown it to people, warning them that "love" does not exist, or is fleeting and vulnerable.)

(Love may be the biggest scam in human history. Latecomers use countless literary and artistic works to whitewash it, instilling the existence of love into people from an early age, making women dream and making men misunderstand. In fact, it is all bullshit. From the root point of view, these are just human reproduction. An excuse to make a living and maintain moral ethics.)

"Snapped!"

Kurihara Saki directly placed the phone heavily on the table, gasping for breath in shock, and his whole expression showed inexplicable tremors.

".......What's the matter?"

Sitting on the sofa of Kurihara's house, Mochizuki, who had just finished eating and was watching a manga show on the TV, looked at the white-haired girl next to him who looked inexplicably frightened. He couldn't help but press mute and asked:

"What did you just watch? Why did you have such a big reaction?"

"No, nothing..."

However, his eyes lost their brightness inexplicably, and Kurihara Saki's voice was stiff as he prevaricated:

"I just saw a very scary ghost picture, I was a little scared..."

"...You're so stupid."

"Leave me alone."

Staring at the elementary school boy who was laughing at her for being stupid, the wheelchair girl's ears turned red:

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you...just watch your TV and don't disturb adults playing with their mobile phones."

As he spoke, he unmuted the TV. Kurihara Saki deliberately dismissed Mochizuki, and there was some sense of escape between the lines.

Fortunately, someone didn't think much about it. He just curled his lips as usual, and then watched TV again without thinking too much about it.

"........Ugh."

Saki Kurihara sighed secretly and recalled the inexplicably chilling words she had just read on her phone. Kurihara Saki's mood was also quite subtle.

To be honest, because her parents are still in love in middle age, the girl actually believes in love.

However, the current Internet environment seems to be becoming more and more indifferent to love: for some reason, girls of the same age suddenly take up the banner of "not being defined" and "independent and self-reliant", with high-p beauty pictures, but in the end they look worse than those around them The elementary school boy's Internet idol hangs out with one sister after another. Dog lickers and clowns gradually fill the entire Internet. This makes Kurihara more and more confused and less and less aware of what kind of relationship he has with Mochizuki Ri.

At first she wanted to have a good chat with her best friend Xiao Cheng...but when she remembered that the dog eyes were very close to Ali, the girl felt a little jealous, so she gave up the idea in the end.

.......But, do we really have to keep spending it like this?

I have known Mochizuki Ri for many years, and if you insist on counting, you can say that they grew up together... But after all, they have lived together for such a long time, so they naturally care about some things.

So...when he was about to turn 19, Kurihara Saki began to feel more and more at a loss.

"...You've been acting strange lately."

After secretly observing Kurihara Saki for a while, Mochizuki turned off the TV and turned around to get a bottle of drink from the small refrigerator:

"Are you thirsty? Why do you feel a little unhappy?"

"...No, I'm not unhappy."

"Really?"

It was rare to hear Kurihara Saki say such words, and the young man couldn't help but feel a little at a loss.

for a long time.

As if thinking of something, Mochizuki looked horrified:

"Wait a minute... You won't finally think that I'm eating into your family's food, right?"

"No la!"

Pushing away the hand of a certain elementary school boy, Kurihara Saki blushed and picked up the drink put aside:

"I'm just thinking about something, don't think too much about it... just watch your TV!"

"...I don't know why you are acting like this all of a sudden, but looking at you like this, I feel like you might need to relax a bit."

"... What nonsense are you talking about out of the blue? Do you want to be a close brother?"

After complaining about the elementary school boy next to him, Kurihara Saki still wanted to act like nothing happened and deliberately changed the subject:

"Okay, don't worry about me... I'm just thinking about what I want to eat for supper later."

"I believe it."

After all, they have been together for so many years, and the boy in the wheelchair can still get a glimpse into the mood of this little girl in a wheelchair... Therefore, knowing that the white-haired girl was in a delicate state, Mochizuki folded his hands on his chest:

"We are already old partners, why are you still pretending like this... Tell me? What's the matter? I'll check it for you."

"...You don't need to worry about me."

"Ha, you don't want to tell me, do you?"

Smiling at Kurihara Saki's rare cute reaction, Mochizuki didn't pay too much attention, but leaned on the sofa calmly:

"Okay, I won't ask too much about a girl's privacy...but if you feel that you are in a bad mood, you can do something else to distract your attention - such as staying with me. Watch TV and play games or something.”

"...But the TV shows are not interesting, and there are no new games released recently - I can't play Super Smash Bros. with you. You kneel down every time. I'm really tired of playing."

"......Fine."

Always feeling that he was being laughed at by the girl for his handicap, Mochizuki wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"So you are bored now, so bored that you don't know how to entertain yourself?"

"...So what?"

"That's a good feeling. It just so happens that I have an idea."

Snapping his fingers, as if he had already thought of a set of words, Mochizuki instantly transformed into a salesman and spoke like this:

"That is to say, if you have nothing to do and don't want to watch TV with me, I think it would be good for you to read the latest comics for entertainment - such as "Fist of Fire" which was just updated today."

"........"

Mochizuki's sudden words made her a little nervous. The girl couldn't help but narrowed her eyes slightly and said alertly:

"Want to bring you and Xiaocheng's comics again?"

"...As you said, Xiao Cheng has now left me to work on other works alone. The current "Fire Fist" has nothing to do with her."

"Oh, is it?"

"...Why do I feel like you are jealous?"

"Who's jealous? Who's jealous?" Kurihara Saki stood up, but found that he couldn't get up. "You don't think I care about you, do you? You're such a slut, who cares about a kid like you? ?”

"...Okay, I understand that you don't care about what you have or what you don't have."

Although he always felt that things seemed a bit abstract, until now, Mochizuki still spoke:

"Then, since you don't care at all, does that mean you want to read my comics?"

"of course?"