Chapter 558 Strolling in the Summer Breeze

"When do you think you will be beautiful?"

"After work, sit quietly in the car."

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The beats with a slight electromagnetic noise sounded one after another. The songs hundreds of years ago are still classics. The simple greetings between the man and woman in the songs are like a familiar detail in life. It is so ordinary, but people can't help but want to listen to it again.

The world outside the car window changes light and dark in the fierce sunlight. It is still that hot summer, the familiar cicadas, but the environment is different.

[Z351 station has arrived, please get off in an orderly manner]

The door of the car was opened, and the heat wave outside brought all kinds of subtle insects and birds, passing through the skin, making the girl couldn't help but cover her forehead with her fingers, and then stepped on the pedal and walked down lightly.

Standing under the rusty station sign, Tilan looked up. The sky here was particularly blue, and the wind also felt warm.

[July 9, 1258 of the Sixth Era, Rose Federation-Granso Starfield-G2-3719 (Shiland), 2:45:29 PM]

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When she set foot on this planet, Tilan thought it would be an extremely ancient world full of ruins and relics, and she also thought it might be a sparsely populated and outward-rejecting world, but when she really came here, she found that neither of them was true.

Shiland is said to imitate the pronunciation of an ancient word, and its meaning is roughly "childhood" and "past". The city style and architecture here have the atmosphere of ancient times, that is, the ancient earth era before the supernatural power.

"That is to say, in that era, there were already such high-rise buildings and buildings on Earth, right?" Tilan asked the tour guide in front of her, wearing a white summer dress and walking in the summer breeze.

"Yes, in fact, the Earth at that time was also developing well. The world gradually emerged from ignorance and entered the era of electronic information." The tour guide wore sunglasses and introduced it to Tilan as he walked.

"Our ancestors lived in such a world."

"Isn't it amazing? After all, such an environment doesn't seem so far away from our current life."

"Internet all over the world, rail transit everywhere, roadside bus stops, clean and tidy streets."

"Have you been outside, Mr. Tour Guide?" the girl asked curiously.

"Yes, it is precisely because I have been outside and know the differences that I am qualified for this job. If it were another young man, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to tell what is different at the moment."

"Everyone hasn't paid attention to the outside world for a long time." The uncle tour guide stopped.

"Why don't you go outside and take a look?" the girl asked again.

"Almost every tourist asks this question, and I have given many answers, but it is probably difficult for people outside to understand."

"There are not so many surprises and curiosities in a peaceful life. Everything is good now, so I won't deliberately pursue and experience the outside world you are in."

"Like me, although I have been around for a long time outside, I finally chose to come back here because here I have everything I am familiar with."

The breeze on the roadside blew, bringing some dust and sand, falling on the girl's ankles and insteps. Even when the cool sandals are particularly comfortable in summer, they can't avoid facing the dust.

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Walking slowly along the side of the road, as far as the eye can see, there are patches of green grass with yellow flowers. Some of the grass even extends to the road, making the girl feel a slight itch when she walks by.

The air is particularly quiet, with a bright sky, rare birds, and only the occasional sound of the wind, rolling up the long skirt on the side of the leg, whistling in the air.

"Is this the power transmission line?" The girl curiously touched the cement stone pillar on the side of the road.

"Yes, just like you said, it is used to transmit electricity, why not call it a 'telephone pole'." The uncle smiled.

"Why are you laughing?"

"Because what I said is its original name."

...

"Is Miss Lan in high school?"

"No." "

Oh, it seems that I guessed wrong." The tour guide uncle rubbed his hair. "

My daughter looks about the same height as you."

"Yes, I was this tall when I was in high school, but I didn't grow any taller later." The girl gently held the sun hat on her head and stood in front of a sea of ​​flowers to look out. The place was barren all around, like a colorful area suddenly emerging from a field of weeds.

"Do you come here often?"

"Yes, almost every guest will be taken here. It's my unique secret as a tour guide, haha."

"Okay, no kidding. Actually, I loved playing here when I was a child. Now that I'm a tour guide, I want to introduce this place to others."

"If someone is surprised, I'll be happy too."

"Oh, by the way, there is also a special place for taking pictures here. I built it by hand. Do you want to come and see it?" The uncle said as he walked into the waist-deep sea of ​​flowers, stepping forward step by step, pushing aside the plants and flowers beside him.

"Here it is." He turned around, revealing a simple wooden bench built with wooden strips behind him. The crossbeam was crooked, and the platform above was just enough for one person to stand.

"It's okay. When taking pictures, the lower part was blocked by flowers and plants."

"Yeah." Tilan walked over and looked at the trapezoidal wooden bench, which was about the same height as her chest.

"If you need it, I can help you." Seeing the girl stop, the uncle thought she was afraid of heights.

"It shouldn't be difficult." The girl took off her sun hat and stepped lightly on the crooked beam. Before the uncle could react, she stood on the stool.

This position was about a quarter of the way into the sea of ​​flowers. Standing on it and looking around, the sight was no longer blocked by the dense flowers and plants. It was like stepping on a lake made up of flowers and plants of various colors. When the wind blew, the grass leaves below undulated, creating a beautiful feeling of ripples.

"It's a beautiful place."

"I'm not wrong, haha." The uncle laughed heartily.

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After taking commemorative photos, Tilan returned to the roadside and followed the uncle tour guide in front of her.

"Do you feel tired?"

"Not bad."

"You are in surprisingly good shape."

"The next attraction is 1,200 meters ahead, where there is an amusement park."

"What kind of amusement park is it?"

"It is an amusement park that both children and adults like."

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A few minutes later, Tilan stopped in front of the gate of the amusement park. There was an elephant arch painted bright yellow. The facilities inside had no traces of electronic equipment. It was an ancient iron structure, but the surface was painted with rust-proof paint. Some of it fell off and was later repaired. Some obvious color differences can be seen.

Several children were sitting in a swing car similar to a cradle. With the sound of "squeaking", the adults pushed the swing car, which rotated around the middle pillar, and the children inside laughed. It was

a very simple entertainment facility, but it was so backward that it had a simple happiness of returning to nature.

"Would you like to try it?" Seeing Tilan standing here for a long time, the tour guide asked.

"No, sitting in a cradle like a kid..." The girl shook her head. Even though she was childish, she felt a little shy.

"Then let's go to the front and take a look."

After that, the two continued to move forward and saw several children running excitedly on the slide, and then sliding down holding the handrail. The terrazzo slide curve was particularly smooth.

Further ahead, there were seesaws and vertical single and double bars, which only a few children tried.

Finally, the two stopped under a tall Ferris wheel.

"This is the most important attraction in the amusement park." The tour guide introduced.

"Do you see the small house next to it? It's the engine room, which can control the diesel engine under the Ferris wheel and make the entire Ferris wheel slowly rotate."

"In a while, at 4 pm when it's not so hot, someone will come with the key to start it, and it will keep turning until the sun sets."

After waiting for a while, Tilan saw a staff member who was about the same age as the tour guide coming over. He opened the door skillfully. Soon, with a slight sound, the Ferris wheel tens of meters high began to turn slowly.

"Ah, the big iron wheel is moving, I want to play."

"I want to play too."

Several children put down the toys and facilities around them, trotted over, and squeezed on the platform to board the Ferris wheel.

"Leave these little guys alone. I'll get you a quiet single room later." The uncle next to him suggested helplessly.

"It's okay."

Just like that, Tilan stood under the Ferris wheel, watching the children happily sit in under the guidance of adults, and then the iron door closed, and with the Ferris wheel, it was pulled up slowly, and then rotated and lifted step by step.

After that, there were finally no children on the stage, and it was her turn.

"Follow me."

The tour guide strode forward, jumped onto the stage, held onto a slowly descending Ferris wheel basket iron cage, and pulled its bolt open.

Tilan slightly quickened her pace, walked over, held onto the door frame, and lowered her head to sit in.

Soon the iron door closed again, and with the slight sway of the basket, it continued to move the girl up.

When the position is still relatively low, the feeling will not be very deep. As the line of sight rises step by step, gradually away from the ground, the world slowly becomes clear as it rises.

In the distant urban settlement, tall buildings stand side by side, reflecting a faint golden light in the setting sun. Vehicles flow on the road, but no sound can be heard. The higher the sky, the quieter the surroundings become. There are no car horns, no noisy children, only the slight creaking sound of the iron gears rotating.

The horizontal chair and the cage under her body are an integrated iron structure. They are a little warm in the afterglow. If she sits for a long time, the heat will be transmitted up.

It's not very comfortable. What the uncle said is not quite right. The girl complained slightly in her heart.

Moreover, Tilan looked at her fingers and the slightly bulging bubbles in the cage, which were covered with dark red rust and peeling anti-rust paint.

With her fingers open, the rust is still partially stuck to the palm of her hand. If she doesn't wash it with water, it will probably be difficult to clean it.

But she didn't mind these. Her fingers gently grasped the vertical rod on the side of the cage again, feeling the faint residual heat of the sun, as if it was emitting the temperature of life.

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After a short while, the Ferris wheel completed a circle, the cage door opened again, and Tilan walked out with the help of the guide.

"How is it? Isn't it different?"

"Some, but you have to take me to the place where I wash my hands first." Tilan opened the palm of her left hand, which had a faint trace of red rust.

"Oh, I didn't think about it, haha, it's okay, come with me, there is a wash basin here." The uncle rubbed his head, and then took Tilan to the pool on the side.

After washing her hands, Tilan gently stroked her forehead with her wet fingers, and the coolness brought her consciousness and comfort.

"Let's go."

She turned around and let the tour guide lead the way again.

"Next is the return journey. Let's go to a restaurant for dinner first, and then walk a short distance to take the bus back to the city."

"Okay."

Along the road under the setting sun, the two strolled to a motel on the side of the road. There were also two restaurants nearby, and many drivers and local residents were sitting inside.

The prices shown on the menu board are very affordable. Although the restaurant is a bit noisy, it is also very harmonious. Many people are acquaintances, saying hello to each other, and gathering here after work, drinking some wine, and ordering a favorite dinner.

"It's quieter here." The tour guide uncle took the girl to the second floor, where the decoration is obviously neater, but there are fewer customers.

Looking at the sign on the side, it is probably because the tables here are charged extra.

"Although it costs 20 yuan more, it will be much more comfortable to blow the evening breeze here." The uncle asked Tilan to sit first, and then went to talk to the boss in the kitchen.

Soon, he came back and sat down in front of the girl.

"It's done, I'll ask the boss to make Miss Lan a good dish of his specialty later."

"But you haven't asked me what I like yet." Tilan tilted her head slightly.

"It's okay, just eat it later. If you don't like it, I'll ask the boss to change it." The uncle patted his chest and promised.

In response, the girl no longer insisted, but turned to look at the scenery outside the window.

There are not many buildings nearby. Large tracts of land are covered with weeds, with a small portion planted with drought-resistant crops. Vehicles travel on the road from time to time. Occasionally, a driver stops here to buy a boxed dinner and then returns to the car.

"Will you trade with the outside world?" Tilan thought of this.

"Trade? Oh, I know which one you are talking about. There is still trade with the outside world, such as some high-tech guys, but most civilian products are produced by companies on the planet."

"Everyone is nostalgic. In the past, some big companies tried to open up the market here, but the effect was not good, so they simply gave up later."

"When I was a child, I liked to use orange soap. At that time, I thought it was a world-famous brand because it could be bought everywhere, but when I went to other star regions, I found out that this was a brand unique to Shilandi."

"Most other products are the same. A planet is very large, with billions of people living here, enough to support a very self-consistent system."

"In fact, I am not opposed to using some new brands, but the habit I developed since childhood has been formed, and local brands are also very familiar. Many of them have been products for several generations. Just like the orange soap I mentioned, my grandfather's grandfather used this brand. Since it has not had any problems for so many years and has always been safe, why should I change it?"

The tour guide talked about life, and Tilan occasionally asked a question or two until dinner was served.

"Crispy swan, silver mushroom cold soup, lotus leaf steamed rice."

Three dishes were placed on the table, with both color and deliciousness. Just like the tour guide said, it was indeed a dinner that would not disappoint people.

Tasting this delicious dinner that had just been prepared, the girl gradually integrated into this world full of fireworks.

"When do you feel that you will be very relaxed?"

"In the evening, watching the sun slowly set."

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In the player in the corner of the restaurant, the voice of the man and woman singing in the song once again turned around.

(End of this chapter)