People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"Well."

"The frankness and new agreements we had that day were great. However, we still have to resolve one issue."

Early Sunday morning, Lin Sen placed a stainless steel basin and a small porcelain basin with a cute cat pattern together.

Watching the little orange cat Orange Juice happily squeeze over to his sister and eat with a slurp of delight.

"Does Ito have any specific plans on how to help each other get over the pain of their relationship and face a new life?"

"Not yet."

The girl sitting on the small stool beside him frowned with an embarrassed expression.

The Scottish Fold cat under Miss Ito had finished eating and lay on the ground on its side, closed its eyes, and raised its little hand to wipe its nose.

The girl who got up early to feed the cat used the same clever little claws to scratch her cheek.

"Anyway, let's take it one step at a time. Let's first try to find something to distract ourselves."

She glanced over:

"Today, let's go on a budget trip around Tokyo like we did last time?"

"That's all right. But can you still walk now?"

Lin Sen remained squatting, watching the pet girl try to stand up after a moment of hesitation.

"Should be fine~hiss!"

Then he narrowed his eyes, frowned, pursed his lips almost to the point of tears, and lightly hit his thighs twice with his clenched fists.

His facial expressions were a little broken.

The cause was an accident on the way back yesterday.

The bus service from villages and towns to the railway station is suspended for half a day in the afternoon.

In order to catch the return ticket she had bought in advance, the girl decided to complete a long marathon journey.

But they obviously underestimated the difficulty of the journey.

After walking for several hours, even Lin Sen, who was in good physical condition, felt sore in his legs, not to mention someone who was even weaker.

By the time I returned to Tokyo and got off the subway station, I could no longer take big steps.

He insisted on being stubborn and refused Lin Sen's offer to carry him on his back, so it took him more than ten minutes to climb the stairs before reaching his home, step by step with a bitter face.

It also made it difficult to stand and walk today.

I had no choice but to curl up on the small stool like a cat under my feet.

"It doesn't seem to work, let's forget it today."

Like an immature child, he kept mumbling to himself.

However, it has to be said.

The innocent girl not only has childish features in appearance, but also behaves in a childish way.

Always act impulsively without considering the consequences.

and--

When inspiration comes, I stick to it.

Just imagine, if it were anyone else, it would be impossible for them to spend a whole week asking around for information about their neighbor when he disappeared without a word, just for Lin Sen, a friend they had only just gotten to know for half a month.

But she did such a thing.

From the perspective of the person she cares about, this is a very cute and adorable trait, but it can sometimes bring some minor troubles.

Lin Sen therefore made a highly emotionally intelligent comment:

"It seems that Ito's creative ideas are always new and fresh."

But he was met with the girl's angry gaze.

Miss Ito reached out and took the cub on the ground, which she had adopted because of her whim, into her arms.

"Senior, have you come up with any good plans?"

"All I can say is, you asked the right person."

So the girl got into a defiant mood and tickled the belly of the cat lying on her lap.

Hum:

"Tell me?"

The microphone touched Lin Sen's heart.

Turn your head and act profound.

At this moment, it seems as if I am wearing a classic, revealing philosophical robe of ancient Greece, and I have the temperament of Aristotle.

He lowered his voice and unfolded the map of Yan State.

"Is there anything Ito wants to accomplish, or rather, a dream?"

"dream?"

This word startled the girl a little.

Miss Ito had a dazed expression on her face as she listened to Lin Sen continue to explain the term.

"For example, like Kurosawa next door. Someone who really likes something and even wants to become a practitioner in it, that kind of feeling."

"Well."

I had a subconscious urge to say something quickly, but it slowly turned into confusion.

Finally, under the gaze of the young people, it turned into the distressed movement of gently combing and scratching the short hair.

It's like climbing to a high place and seeing towering mountains, wanting to write a poem but suddenly finding that you have no ink in your mind.

It feels so dejected.

"I can't answer that, Senior. It seems like I haven't had any particular goals I want to achieve since I was a child. What about you?"

"It's pretty much the same. In other words, for people like us, this is the norm for ordinary people."

Just live in a daze for dozens or even hundreds of years and muddle through.

Finally, let everything about myself be lost in the desert of history, fall into the long river of time, and no trace or trace will be left.

It's hard to say whether it's good or bad. But compared to this kind of life story where even the tombstone carver can't come up with an epitaph after death, and can only mark the date of birth and death -

“Sometimes I envy those who have a dream life.”

Ito Xiguo held his face in his hands and couldn't help sighing.

"For example, Kurosawa next door is one of them. He has something he just can't let go of, and he works hard for it and finally achieves success."

The girl magically pulled out a picture from somewhere, which showed a two-dimensional version of herself holding a kitten.

The young people around him were dumbfounded.

"So how can I still frame it?"

"Because it's beautiful. If I were born in a two-dimensional paper world, I would probably be like this painting, much more mature and beautiful than in reality."

"I can't say."

This sentence slightly irritated the smiling girl.

Use your clenched fist to hit the shoulders of the people around you a few times:

"Don't ruin my plan! Can't you let me keep a little fantasy?!"

But the young man shook his head.

jiu liu ling yi er liu er qi ling

"I mean, actually, Ito is pretty good the way he is now."

"I look so childish. I still have a bit of baby fat on my face. I don't look like someone in their early twenties at all. Last weekend, when I was walking down the street, someone even mistook me for a high school student and filled out a questionnaire."

"So this kind of thing is quite cute, like a girl who never grows up. At least I like it."

"!"

The girl, struck by the sudden praise, blushed and her heart beat fast for a moment, and she quickly grabbed the clothes of the person next to her.

For a moment I was so embarrassed that I couldn't speak.

Then it retaliated by turning into heavier little hammer blows.

stuttering.

"Don't joke around! What are you saying? You're not saying what you mean."

Instead, it attracted more serious stares.

The young man straightened his face and held his head high.

"Not a single lie. I've always been honest and serious with Ito. After all, we're friends who risk our lives for each other."

"."

"Have we not always been frank with each other, hiding nothing?"

"this--"

"I feel like Ito is a little too insecure. She's clearly a very beautiful and talented girl. If she embraced life more passionately, she would definitely be a dazzling person."

"!"

"Truthfully."

Finally, the girl, who could no longer refute, turned her head away, hiding the steamer of what was called "overpraise" and her face, which was flushed and warm.

Reach out and grab the corner of the clothes of the person next to you.

Abruptly change the subject.

"H-Hold on! Stop making up such unrealistic compliments. Speaking of which, where were we talking about just now, Senpai?"

"About the fact that the girl who never grows up, Ito, is actually very cute."

"That's not it."

"Regarding the fact that the 2D version of Ito is actually just as cute as the real one."

"Go forward! Still excited, huh, idiot-senpai?"

Miss Ito was so anxious that she poked the young man's waist again, and finally elicited an honest response.

"Oh. Talking about Kurosawa and her paintings, and her dreams."

So the girl threw the restless Scottish Fold cat in her arms, sat down and turned around in a bad mood.

I noticed something very sensitively.

"From what I've heard, Senior seems to want to do something about this."

"You're right."

Lin Sen looked at the house number next to him.

Adjust the tone to one that conveys a hidden sense of instruction.

"Ito, you know what? Some nights, when I'm drowning in the pain of a broken heart, I ponder a question. Is love the only important thing in life? If we lose it, you, me, and all of us will truly be unable to survive. Will we all become feed for fattened seafood in Tokyo Bay?"

In the sight of the girl next to him, the young man clenched his fist and waved it in the air, expressing his determination.

"It shouldn't be like this. There are things that, while not necessarily surpassing the pursuit of love, should at least possess an equal status. So, ever since I met Ito, I've begun to search for such things."

The impassioned declaration did not seem to evoke much empathy.

The girl next to him was like one of those precocious students who helplessly listened to the chicken soup for the soul preaching by her teacher. She clasped her hands together, touched her wrists together, and gave a perfunctory applause.

Lin Sen could only hear the question that Bang read aloud:

"Why do you have to add the qualifier 'I' after meeting me?"

"Because I was once in hell. And you, Ito, are the beginning of heaven."

The girl kept her calm expression and poked him again.