People in Tokyo, the world is clear

It is difficult for two people who have never met to find a way to connect in the forest of steel and stone and the vast sea of ​​people.

"That's all."

I have to keep it a little regretful and talk about it in the evening.

The following morning was a bit relaxing.

The pressure of survival has been largely eliminated, and there is still a small amount of family assets in the bank.

Gig work is no longer a necessity.

Lin Sen first went to the post office and chatted with the post office staff.

Then--

"There are my things."

"Yes, sir."

I accidentally found a letter from my pen pal Li Zi.

I sent back the money I loaned her some time ago and haven't paid any attention to it since then.

I didn't expect there would be a sequel.

Sitting down at a cheap self-service coffee shop, Lin Sen, who had become a regular customer, opened the letter and was immediately attracted by the most eye-catching line of words.

[I feel like a person out of touch with the times, living alone in the shallows.]

"."

what's going on.

Yuyu?

After concentrating and reading carefully, I realized that this sentence was just a complete sentence before the reversal.

The main idea of ​​the whole article was quickly sorted out.

It is self-deconstruction with an open heart.

Li Zi's life had been unhappy. She had been an outcast since childhood, friendless for some reason. After her only remaining childhood friend, a friend who wanted to be with her, left her because she wanted to fit in, her only confidant was Mr. Shu, a pen pal she met through letters.

She was frustrated and depressed, and felt that she could not find the meaning of life.

But recently, she suddenly had an urge to muster up the courage to touch the unfamiliar world and truly create a normal life for herself.

But she was also terrified. Her life so far had been a failure, and the uncertainty of the future made her even more confused.

Can she really do it? Persevere and achieve what she wants to accomplish...

"It seems like it's about talking and seeking strength from my buddies."

The reply letter was not difficult to write.

In my inherited memories, this pen pal had actually vaguely revealed some things about himself a few times during our communications long ago.

Her idol is Vincent van Gogh, the artist who painted "Starry Night".

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She likes that painting best.

Because, when I was a child, hiding and crying alone, the twinkling night sky was blurred by the tears in my eyes and turned into the curved and childish shape in the painting, exactly the same.

She empathized with the feeling of being seen as an outsider, and deeply understood the mentality of wanting to love life but still despairing of reality. Therefore, she was fascinated by the vague innocence in Van Gogh's paintings.

[Childish things can also be beautiful!]

She had once made such a decisive conclusion.

But as he grew older, this indelible childishness eventually became a source of distress for Li Zi.

She has always been like a lonely child unable to integrate into society, but she has become an adult.

She didn't have any outstanding talent, and her work couldn't get her into art school.

She has nothing except the money given by her family.

"Although it's tragic, I still feel like the last part is a little bit heartbreaking."

But in any case, it is not difficult to put yourself in their shoes and study some motivational words.

After more than a month of practice, my writing skills became more fluent and I was able to write a long and eloquent reply letter.

There are even some golden sentences during this period:

Life always continues amidst exhaustion and disappointment. But if you muster up the courage, a new journey will always bring a new mood.

[come on! ]

As I put pen to paper, my thoughts are still wandering.

I somehow practiced the scene of this morning, where a blond wild dog was trying hard to greet the morning sun.

I was so happy that I wrote it in as an example.

I have a friend whose situation is very similar to yours, Lizi. She used to be very introverted and closed off, but recently she's made up her mind to embrace a new life. I believe you can do the same!

perfect.

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Pack up the paper and pen and send the letter.

There is still a strange house to go to.

After several turns and changes of public transportation, I arrived at my destination and knocked on the door.

As I said hello and stepped into the entrance hall to change my shoes, I began to hear mumbling in my ears.

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"So why would I listen to this nonsense and stupid advice. There was already a plan and a choice."

"Renting a lousy old suburban house that might not have been lived in for years, and the kitchen is all dirty and sticky at first."

"I can only say that fortunately the bedroom is still habitable, and the toilet, utility room and other places are also clean enough. There are no brown arthropods with temperaments similar to those of insects."

"We acknowledge that going from extravagant to frugal is the right choice, but isn't this level of consumption downgrade a bit too much?"

"Also, he said he would take care of my housework when he had the chance. After saying goodbye yesterday, he disappeared."

"I'm not the kind of giant baby who needs help with everything, and I can tolerate some nonsense. But on another level, shouldn't you consider being responsible for the promise you made?"

Wow.

The intense mumbling after the door opened and the chef's apron worn by the woman who came to greet him gave him a strange and resentful feeling.

so weird.

Lin Sen shuddered.

"stop."

Lin Sen finally broke the strange atmosphere by waving his hand and took a deep breath.

"Aren't you here to help?"

"Also, just trust me and it'll be all over. These days, especially in the past two years, don't take out a loan or buy a house even if you sign a 100-year lease."

Chapter 35: Strange new life in urgent need of guidance

Now, it is May of the old century and I am eighty-six years old.

This was probably the most enjoyable Golden Week for Japanese people in the entire old century. There were many options for traveling with family or with a group, domestically or internationally.

The only term that does not produce a fork is consumption.

But Lin Sen, who has some knowledge of economic history, understands that many years later, when facing another Golden Week, the Japanese people at that time will recall this weekend that they will never return.

According to the laws of another future parallel world, about two years later, Japan's financial system, which can no longer withstand the bubble economy, will make a decision that has been insulted to this day:

Continuous interest rate hikes.

The consequences of this operation were tedious and lengthy, so all that remained in Lin Sen's memory was a decisive conclusion:

[Assets no longer hold their value, the stock market has completely collapsed, and long-term loans will become a permanent shackle. Cash is king.]

This goes against current financial management habits.

After a sham marriage and a share of the ill-gotten gains, Sasagawa Rimei, having moved out of her father's "cage" house, had originally planned to buy a small, affordable house in Shinagawa. If the price proved unacceptable, she could consider upgrading to an apartment, but she was looking for a way to preserve the value of her assets.

Then put the remaining money into the stock market and ask a financial manager to select a few low-yield and stable stocks, purely for the purpose of hedging against inflation.

It is indeed the more mainstream and widely recognized method of "safe financial management" at present.

Indeed, when Lin Sen heard this plan, he almost put his arms around the woman's neck and dragged her back from the sales office.

"So, don't buy a house, don't take out a loan, don't speculate in the stock market. Observe more, save more, and spend less. That's what you told me."

"correct."

Lin Sen, standing on a chair, used a rag to clean the stubborn stains on the top of the kitchen wall. He could only hear Flamingo sighing behind him.

"I've always found this a bit strange. Even as an outsider, I know that loans right now are like having no interest rate, and Tokyo real estate prices fluctuate daily. Even if some pessimistic scholars on TV say that economic growth will stagnate in the future, compared to the future, now is still a bargain. Why did the economist express such a brilliant opinion?"

“When it comes to important decisions, just trust me and you’ll be done.”

"I always feel that when a former gambler says this, it has a uniquely comedic effect."

"One thing to add is that I am determined to quit gambling and get better."

Lin Sen jumped off the chair and handed the rag to Sasagawa Rimei, who was also wearing plastic gloves. He then watched her clumsily put the rag into the basin sprinkled with disinfectant and wash it in a very unskillful manner.

Clearing throat:

"Some of the reasons are too complicated to explain out loud, so let me put it another way. As a former gambler, I've always had a strange feeling. The current frenzy of investing in real estate is just like the feeling I had when I won a lot of money gambling."

"If you keep winning, sooner or later you'll lose everything."

"That's right." Lin Sen nodded. "So, while I don't object to some investment activities at this time, first, don't spend too much of your savings on it. Second, be sure to stop in time."

The situation is a bit awkward now.

Lin Sen wasn't a professional economist who understood the underlying principles; he only had a smattering of knowledge. Even if he had a firm grasp of the historical laws of another world, his words would lack persuasiveness and sound more like the rhetoric of a "know-it-all."

But we can't just watch a flamingo step into a minefield and never return. So, we have to use some metaphysical and subjective things to dissuade it.

It probably had some effect. At least, the other party finally listened to the advice and patiently chose a house in a corner of the city that Lin Sen thought was not bad for rent. He also deposited half of the money he had earned into the bank to maintain its value.

However, my body carried out the order with full trust, but my mouth was still skeptical.

"Now that I think about it, I feel like I was ripped off. I should have followed my own ideas."

She sighed and handed back the cleaned rag. "But I don't know why, but I still gave in to the opinion of the self-talking man. Perhaps it's because of my family environment and upbringing since childhood that I lack independent thinking and courage."

"All I can say is, thank you for trusting me, Editor Sasakawa."

"Let me be clear, I'm not being drugged or anything like that."

Sasagawa Rio raised her plastic-gloved hand high. "It's not the kind of subconscious, traditional habit that would subconsciously follow your husband's opinion after changing your surname, even if nothing else happened. Don't think you can easily influence my decisions in the future, you naiveté-kun."

"Why do I always feel like the more you explain, the worse it gets. And, didn't I still call you Editor Sasakawa? I never mentioned Kobayashi."

"Uh."

This sentence almost made her choke out of her bird-like composure. But she immediately regained consciousness and turned around, crossing her arms.

"It's okay to admit it openly. I did struggle with this a little. After all, I won't be using the Sasakawa surname in formal situations anymore. But it's just a slight feeling of helplessness, like being forced to use a non-original surname for money."

"I understand, I understand."

Although everything was normal at the moment, Lin Sen always felt that something terrible would happen if he continued on this topic, so he shut up in time.

After that, it was time for the usual housework. Sasagawa Rimei, a novice, could only do a rough job of cleaning the house, but Lin Sen helped with any difficult or unnoticed areas.

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After several rounds of hard work, I finally finished all the chores.

Before I knew it, it was noon.

I was planning to say goodbye, but I caught a glimpse of the empty kitchen waste bin and thought of the plastic bags in the living room.