Tokyo Sound

The snacks and toys that I used to desire so much, I can get them easily after growing up, but I no longer feel the satisfaction of having the whole world.

Growing up, losing innocence.

Growing up raises the upper limit of greed.

Yin Ze was filled with emotion and bought a piece of marshmallow in front of the little girl.

"Do you want to eat?" the older brother asked kindly.

The little girl tried hard to raise her head and looked at the handsome brother. Her eyes flickered, her face flushed, and she nodded vigorously. Then she stared blankly at the big brother tearing the snow-white marshmallow with his bloody mouth wide open.

“It’s not as good as in my memory. After all, what’s truly sweet is the lost childhood.” The older brother savored the food and sighed like a poet.

The little girl didn't understand the heavy words, she just felt a little wronged as she was teased and bullied. Her eyes turned red and she wiped her eyes, almost crying. But she didn't expect that a brand new piece of pink marshmallow was handed to her like magic.

"I really envy you for being able to savor this simple, genuine sweetness."

The little girl took the candy timidly and licked it carefully.

"But remember in the future, don't eat anything given by strangers."

Humbly accepting the thumbs-up from the shop owner, the older brother gently patted the little guy on the head and left, leaving behind only his chic back.

Since he didn't have much money anyway, Yin Ze walked around a few times and bought some snacks for some cash-strapped little cuties. He transformed himself into the light of righteousness, illuminating and completing their childhood.

Returning to the open-air seats by the fountain and looking at these warm families, I felt a slight sense of participation.

Humans may be social creatures after all.

However, where should I continue my life?

"Hello……?"

An uncertain tone and a soft, pleasant female voice sounded from behind him, interrupting his thoughts, and Yin Ze turned around.

A youthful, slender and tall girl.

When I saw him turn around and looked at his appearance clearly, he was like a squirrel that found fruit. His reserved smile quietly turned into joy.

The girl had very good eyebrows and eyes, and wore light makeup. She had thin dark circles under her eyes, like an actress who had just finished filming a morning drama.

"Really? Because I see they look quite similar from the back." The girl put both her hands in the pockets of her brown coat, her eyes drifting over him, and she spoke a little embarrassedly.

"...Huh? Me?" Someone was a little confused and pointed at himself.

"Of course." The girl nodded and said the last name accurately, "Takizawa-kun, long time no see."

"Oh, long time no see." No matter how quick the boy's reaction was, he was still a few beats late before nodding.

"You don't forget me, do you?" the girl paused and asked half-jokingly and half-confusedly.

"No, no."

The corridor of life in the background is running at overspeed again, filtering and selecting social circles at the speed of a hundred faces per second.

Search results, none.

But the corridor of life can never go wrong.

Sensitively sensing his awkwardness and hesitation, the girl's already reserved smile faded even further, her eyes dimmed a little, revealing a hint of frustration and disappointment, but she soon cheered up and asked jokingly.

"You really forgot, didn't you?"

Someone was embarrassed and wanted to find some words to make amends.

Finally, the girl introduced herself generously without any hesitation and extended her white palm.

"I'm Uchida Maaya, don't forget this time, Takizawa-kun."

Chapter 39 I will pretend to see the scenery

In fact, some things are destined when you are born with nothing.

Irreversible tragedies, destined disasters, unfulfilled desires, and a life span that is difficult to prolong: all these can be explained away by fate.

As a young man who served as a team leader in primary school and grew up proudly under the red flag, he is a staunch atheist.

The folk myths that have been passed down since ancient times have always been about fighting against heaven and fighting against gods. Houyi shooting the sun, Dayu controlling the flood, Jingwei filling the sea, Yugong moving the mountain, etc., all talk about the fact that although everyone has their own luck, fate is not determined by heaven. Even the naughty children who act like tyrants have the ultimate individual of Nezha.

So all the monsters and demons, no matter how much you disbelieve and despise, will disappear under the red iron fist of materialism!

At least before he traveled through time and took off his pants to squat on the toilet...that's what Yin really thought.

No, not necessarily. It must be that the human body's metabolism cleverly fits the trajectory of the movement of the stars in the sky, and is in sync with the original cosmic fluctuations of billions of years ago. In addition, with nicotine as a medium, the quantum force field stirs the boundaries of parallel worlds and accidentally breaks the barriers of dimensions.

Even so, the "Yin's Destiny Studies" that emphasizes science has not yet withdrawn from the environment.

In fact, destiny is genes!

A strong man who doesn't smoke or drink gets cancer earlier than a playboy who gambles all day and all night. A good student who works hard is crushed by a gifted person. Drinking milk and playing on the horizontal bar every day is still not as tall as a childhood friend who lies around and fishes. Using all kinds of expensive skin care products all day long is still not as fair and beautiful as my best friend and roommate.

Even when training the abdominal muscles, the asymmetry and the number of muscles are determined by nature.

Case solved.

The tiny biological code is the map of destiny.

For example, if you just pick one of them who is good-looking, you can enjoy many conveniences in life. Of course, who doesn't like beautiful boys and girls?

...Takizawa-kun might be an exception.

He always used his bangs as goggles, dark circles and acne as tattoos, and always exuded a decadent atmosphere of being out of character. In his schoolbag, he kept light novels with exposed big-breasted elf girls as covers. In addition, he was thin, had average grades, was lonely and introverted, and had no relatives or friends. He was the perfect choice for teasing and bullying in class.

Being beautiful actually means a lot.

You may even inadvertently become that crucial piece of the puzzle in someone else's beautiful memories.

A girl pushing a bicycle home, a simple daily routine.

But in the mind of a certain boy, it may have been sublimated into a part of modern youth pain literature. At the class reunion many years later, he recalled it with tears in his eyes while drinking sake.

——"Xunzi walked in front, she was bathed in the sunset, her warm red figure was as dazzling as a red rose dyed with fire, so I dared not chase her. The train whistled in the wind, and the leaves and grass swayed. She took away my longing and attachment, and rode past on the fleeting years like flowers. This river of love and hate has always lacked the courage to paddle and could not be crossed. I have been crazy for so long, why hasn't God destroyed me yet?"

But Xunzi really just pushed the bicycle with a flat tire home.

To sum up, for a beautiful woman who is naturally superior to others, a man will set aside a separate memory box to store her.

No matter how you look at it, Uchida Maaya is a beautiful girl.

Especially the smile, which seems to be born with a little shyness. When she purses her lips to smile, the feeling of being next door comes to her face immediately, just like the childhood sweethearts who run to the classroom door after class, waiting for someone to go home together.

Being stared at by her like this, I really felt like I was back in school, dreaming of the moment when I happened to run into the prettiest girl in my grade in the corridor.

Even without Schrödinger's corridor of life, he would definitely not forget this kind of distinctive and good-looking girl.

however.

"Can I sit?" Uchida Maaya asked.

"Of course, go ahead." Yin Ze said.

Since it was a horizontal bench, they could only sit side by side. The girl sat down with her skirt rolled up, and there was a distance of about half a body between the two of them, neither too far nor too close, so it was convenient for them to talk.

"I've seen your debut work, and your performance is very mature." Uchida Maaya spoke first.

"No, I'm sorry for making a fool of myself." Yin Ze said modestly, "It was the other people on the set who took care of me and gave me so many opportunities and time to try and make mistakes."

"I've been listening to the radio drama every now and then, and I've really become a lot more cheerful now." Uchida Maaya said softly and sincerely, "I'm really happy to see that everything is going in a good direction for you and that your hard work and persistence are paying off."

Then his tone changed and he said jokingly.

"But it's because they debuted with big-budget movies, played popular roles, and had a lot of peripheral activities. They were so busy, so it's normal for an inconspicuous friend like me to not be able to remember his name for a while."

"The term 'highly popular character' needs further investigation... The only derivative work is a radio drama." Yin Ze refuted weakly, and then patted his chest, "As for the name, there are often similar situations, such as something that I was thinking about the last second, and suddenly I want to forget it. But don't worry, Uchida-san, after today, I will never forget you. Whether it's your name or your appearance, it will be firmly engraved in my mind!"

"You've really become quite eloquent. I thought your amazing performance on the radio was all scripted." Uchida Maaya whispered.

"No, every time I go there, the scriptwriters have nothing to do and are slacking off while getting paid. It's despicable," Yin Ze criticized.

"It's good, he's not so dull anymore. But if he evolves into an unlimited stream of rhetoric, it will be bad."

"Words are my shield of protection, not an aggressive spear. Well... coming to the point, you came here for team building, right?" Yin Ze asked hesitantly.

"Yeah." Uchida Maaya couldn't help but laugh. "Although I'm still a step late, I still joined the company successfully. I'll have to wait and see your guidance in the future, senior."

"We've just stepped into the door, no need to be so polite." Yin Ze waved his hand, "By the way, um, Uchida-san."

"Uchida-san?" the girl repeated subconsciously.

"Uh, shouldn't I call it that?" Yin Ze was a little embarrassed and unsure.

"I just told you not to be so polite, but you're calling me so formal right away?"

"Uchida?" Yin Ze chose to take only half a step back.

"It's okay." The girl didn't comment and swung her feet.

"Come to think of it, it's been a while since we last met." Yin Ze said tentatively, this time he took the initiative to collect information.

"Yes, after I joined the company, I thought I would meet you a few times in the company." Uchida Maaya raised her head.

"Oh, this is a digression."

"Don't kid yourself. Nakajima-san has already told me that you have never been there." Uchida Maaya looked at him with admiration. "You didn't dare to be so extravagant before. Now you are really amazing in many ways."

"Is that so? Have I been 'remembered' by the elders and leaders?" Yin Ze said with a sigh.

This reminded him of when he was working and asked his boss, "My contribution this month is far above the average, is there any extra reward?" The boss said no, but I have remembered you.

This is cool.

After reviewing my memories of being a corporate slave, the atmosphere inexplicably became cold.

Suddenly I have nothing to say.

Uchida Maaya's attitude towards him was very friendly, but it didn't seem to be to the point of being enthusiastic. She was even a little unnatural. Her eyes wandered and she would only look at him briefly.

Yin Ze himself had even less idea...he didn't know what to say.

I saw the faint atmosphere of embarrassment that had just dissipated gather again.

"The weather is really nice today, the temperature is just right, perfect for a walk." Yin Ze smiled and brought up a useful topic that served as a general shield.

"Yeah, that's not bad." Uchida Maaya agreed.

"..."

"..."

They both opened their mouths, but didn't know what to say before closing them. Then they turned their heads in sync and pretended to look at the scenery.

Chapter 40: The family must be in good order

It looks like a scene from a low-rated cheesy youth movie.

The plot seems to have reached the stage where the handsome male and female protagonists, whose relationship is being tested, sit side by side on a bench. Across the subtle sense of distance, in front of them is a bustling crowd, and here is a thoughtful silence.

Should they say goodbye in tears and go abroad to heal their broken heart, or should they let down their guard and hug and kiss each other?

...I don’t know!

"Were you also invited by Senior Masashi Nakajima?" Yin Ze asked with a light cough.

"Yes, I received the invitation when I went to the company for the second time. I was quite flattered. After all, I'm just a completely immature newcomer." Uchida Maaya said with her hands on her knees.

"A bit nervous?"

"of course."

"This is some leisure and entertainment outside of work, just relax and have fun," Yin Ze said.

"I know. So I will be more nervous during the actual recording..."

“Worried about screwing up?”

"Yes, especially due to lack of experience, you may make mistakes that others think you should not make. And on the set, everyone is in a hurry, right? What must be completed before each time period is planned in advance, and it would be terrible if the pace is slowed down." Uchida Maaya was worried.

"Everyone goes through this," Yin Ze comforted.

"Come to think of it, you are indeed an experienced person, right?" Uchida Mare paused, tilted her head slightly to look at him, "Senior, why don't you teach me some of your experience!"

"I'm just starting out with my feet, so if you insist, just ask if you don't understand." Yin Ze waved his hand calmly.

“What if there are too many things you don’t understand?”