Chapter 19: Transparent Jellyfish
Xia Cun made a new discovery, something she hadn't noticed at the convenience store that day.
Before eating Pocky, Jiang Song would gently shake the biscuit bag like shaking a lottery box, and then draw a biscuit and eat it.
Will the shaken biscuit expect to be chosen by him?
A strange thought flashed through her mind, and she squatted on the edge of the deck to secretly take a picture of him shaking the biscuits seriously, and then observed him quietly as usual.
His hair is so adorable when it's tousled in the wind, like he's just transformed from a dog into a human. He's more focused on snacking than eating, not even checking his phone. But he still eats very slowly, taking ages to finish a single biscuit. No wonder he's so thin.
Xia Cun watched for a long moment, then suddenly saw him pass the cookie to He Shizhao, as if he had suddenly realized he had to share. But He Shizhao clearly rejected him, and in the end, he had no choice but to toss the cookie onto the small round table beside him.
It turned out that he didn't want to share it with He Shizhao, but was pretending to share it because he couldn't finish it himself.
Is this Jiang Song’s shortcoming?
But why is it so cute?
"Xia Cun, your friend is such a rock star!" Miao Wen said to her.
She seemed to respond, and then she saw Jiang Song leave his seat. He walked towards the stern and disappeared from the sight of the second deck.
Xia Cun tilted his head and made a decision in a short time. He quietly walked around Miao Wen and passed through the deck and leisure area.
Maybe they were walking from the bow to the stern at the same pace, and maybe she was walking just above his head. In this way, when she reached the gangway, she would just meet Jiang Song who was walking there.
But there must have been something wrong with her calculations, for when she reached the gangway she did not meet anyone approaching the stern.
Maybe he was just going to the lounge to get another snack instead of going to the stern.
Xia Cun thought about it and walked down the gangway slowly. Maybe it was because she suddenly wanted to eat a delicious seaweed stick.
As she entered the beverage area, the boy's voice came from the corner: "Existence-chan?"
The ending tone rose, unique and light, bored and close at hand. Xia Cun paused and turned to look at him.
He is so weird.
Why are you standing in a place like this?
What was even more strange was that Jiang Song suddenly asked her out of the blue, "Do you want to go out with me?"
"go out?"
Xia Cun asked back. To her, the "go out" he said seemed to mean leaving the yacht and walking to the sea.
"Hai." He stared at her, his tone slightly tentative, "Because you also think it's boring here, right?"
And if you want to leave here, you don’t have to call He Shiyan, right?
Xia Cun blinked, as if thinking about his words.
Jiang Songze was like a devil, continuing to seduce her in a low voice, "How about we get rid of them together?"
Just like how they got rid of He Shizhao together before.
However, Xia Cun asked him: "Just like you dumped us before?"
"Huh? You're still angry with me..." Jiang Song's voice changed from surprise to dull, as if he was unhappy.
"Why?" Xia Cun asked again.
But what was she asking about?
Why did he dump everyone including her, or why did he dump everyone else with him? If it was the former, he would say -
"I don't want to tell you."
Xia Cun looked straight at him, but Jiang Song's eyes were a little evasive.
She decided to write down number 13: "Not being honest enough. It seems like there's no reason for things that go unexplained."
"Then why do you want to get rid of them now?"
“…I always find them so annoying.”
Xia Cun still looked at him calmly and said, "But they all seem to like you very much."
"Really?" Jiang Song, still leaning against the wall, as if he had endless confidence behind him, said nonchalantly, "But I don't need them to like me."
He spoke the truth which deserved a beating.
Of course, he didn't need their love. Ever since he was born, he'd been showered with endless wealth, power, and even love. He could, of course, abandon anyone he wanted without regard for the consequences. After all, the number of people who liked him was like the snacks on the shelves of a convenience store. Even if they took a few packs, new ones would quickly be replenished. It was really infuriating.
"But we are different."
Therefore, he dragged her into doing such a reckless thing, which would bring her a lot of trouble, and he didn't seem to care how the consequences would fall on her.
"Isn't it different?" He murmured doubtfully, finally stopping his gaze from the wall and looking closely at her like he had many times before. He said seriously, "Demosa (But)... I always feel like we're the same kind."
Xia Cun looked puzzled.
Does Jiang Song think that she and he are of the same kind?
He continued to ask in her confusion: "There must be a lot of people who like you, right?"
wrong.
"I'm a weird person, no one likes me," she denied, then returned to her expressionless look.
He immediately refuted her: "ちがうよ (Not really)."
Then he stared at her and said in a more serious tone, "ぜんぜんちがうよ (That's not the case at all)."
Xia Cun was stunned for a moment, and it seemed like a long time had passed before he blinked several times in succession.
How strange.
Why wasn't there the roar of helicopters, and why didn't her internal organs feel the same numbness as they did then? Why was she still humming and vibrating like a piece of metal?
She scowled and took a step back.
As if sensing her distance, Jiang Song also straightened up. After a moment of silence, he murmured in a light voice: "仕方ないね、また退屈しようか."
It means that there is no other way, so I have to continue to be bored. But Xia Cun said at this time: "We can go out together."
His tone was firm. Jiang Song was surprised for a moment, then paused. Instead, he seemed to become obedient and sought the mastermind's opinion: "Is it okay?"
"Um."
She answered in the affirmative.
Anyway, this isn’t the first time she’s been a bad guy with Jiang Song, right?
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The rotors turned slowly, and the wind they created lifted the hair and clothes of the two young men.
The boy stepped on the pedal first, bent down and got into the cabin with brisk movements. Then he turned back to look at the girl on the deck and asked, "Do you want to watch it again?"
The girl shook her head to show that she had seen it clearly, but she still stood there without moving.
The black shadows were spinning, forming a shadow on the deck. Xia Cun stood in the spinning shadows and felt that she had become transparent again. Otherwise, how could the spinning shadows pass through her body again and again?
Fortunately, there is still a heartbeat to prove that she is still alive.
My heart is beating so fast.
"Hahahaha, existence haha..."
The boy's urging voice was accompanied by the gradually louder sound of oars, and some of it was blown away, but Xia Cun still heard him say that someone was catching up.
She looked back and saw only Steward Lin standing there with a complicated expression. There was no doubt that he did not approve of them leaving without saying goodbye.
Xia Cun seemed to be encouraged. When she turned around again, she grabbed the strap of her bag without hesitation, jumped onto the pedal as quickly as Jiang Song, lowered her waist and got into the cabin, and rushed into the tree house like a nimble cat.
The captain was a man in his forties. He probably thought her hesitation was due to fear, so he turned around and gave her a thumbs up before closing the cabin door.
The sunlight was blocked, the light dimmed, and the muffled sound of metal and the noise of the rotors echoed in the cabin.
Jiang Song seemed to say something, but his voice was completely drowned out by the noise. She only saw him leaning towards her, casually taking the seat belt and fastening it for her, and then handing her a pair of aviation headphones.
The propeller was picking up speed, and the humming sound came along the frame of the seat, as if they were wrapped in a violently beating heart.
Amidst all the noise, Xia Cun could only watch Jiang Song's movements. She imitated his movements to put on the headphones, but she was not very skilled. It seemed that the headphones got caught in her hair, and it took a long time for her to buckle them in.
At that moment, the young man beside her suddenly reached out his hand to her. His beautiful fingers gently supported her head, brushing back her unruly hair before adjusting her headphones. Every movement was so gentle, almost insignificant.
Xia Cun looked at him blankly, and he squinted his eyes and smiled at her.
In an instant, the headphones were closed, and all the roaring sounds quickly retreated into the distance, leaving only the sound of breathing close to my ears.
"I succeeded." The boy's voice was so clear that it seemed to be filtered out separately, with a subtle echo like electricity. Seeing that she didn't respond, he asked again, "Can you hear me?"
Only then did Xia Cun nod.
He added: "You can talk. Servant's voice, Wen's voice."
Xia Cun seemed to understand, and asked him, "What do you mean?"
He just turned around with a smile, fastened his seat belt, and said, "As expected, you only know a little Japanese."
“…”
"Ahem! Are you ready? It seems the pursuers are coming." The captain's voice sounded in the headset. For some reason, he seemed very excited, as if he was carrying two outlaws.
The two looked out the porthole together and found Miao Wen appearing at the end of the deck with her ears covered.
Xiaoyi will definitely find out soon, and now she will realize that she really likes Jiang Song.
But she seemed to have just realized that she might really like Jiang Song.
It was a strange feeling. It felt like it had happened a long time ago, yet it also felt like it had just appeared.
Thinking of this, she heard Jiang Song say to the captain: "OK!"
A few seconds later, the cabin shook suddenly, and a feeling of weightlessness as if the body was being pressed down came over me.
She's taking off.
It wasn't the helicopter taking off, it was she, a part of it, feeling the sun shining outside and the wind hitting the windows.
She opened her eyes wide, brightly, and looked around curiously.
The aircraft turned at a low altitude, like a lost fish swimming in the air, swimming and swaying, finally waking up from floating, and then turning into a silver bird flying into the sky.
The view became wider, and the blue sea spread out under my feet like broken glass. The yacht, which originally looked like a giant whale, was shrinking.
Will those snorkeling teenagers drink a few mouthfuls of sea water because of the waves stirred up by the wind? When they see the plane leaving, will they remain motionless like sponges hanging on the reef?
Xia Cun observed and imagined, and no one interrupted her.
It wasn't until the fuselage tilted and she fell to the left, and saw Jiang Song falling towards the window, that her breath stopped. But he just smiled and said to her, "You are a great man," and then pointed out the window.
She looked in the direction it was directed, and as the fuselage turned to the right side, she saw the endless expanse of blue sea, and saw the sea merge into the sky.
How big is the world?
The world she had seen was so small.
Before this summer, all the places she had been to were so small and close. Because Xiaolan hated traveling, the farthest place she had taken her was probably the amusement park.
In the amusement park's special effects theater, the darkened wind and fog, the suspended seats, the giant dome, and the high-definition film all combined to create a strange, fleeting world for her, a dream she had never seen before. It felt illusory, like a dream of riding Aladdin's magic carpet, skimming over the azure sea and the pyramids...
But now the sea is real and the helicopter is like a real magic carpet.
Xia Cun suddenly thought of the camera hanging around her neck and thought that she could record a video for Xiao Lan.
She turned on the recording mode and looked down from the air. The camera gently shook with the ups and downs of the helicopter, sliding across the blue sea, across the islands and white sand beaches, across the green shadows cast by the coconut trees, and then across the reefs... Finally, the camera tilted to the other side and unexpectedly framed a beautiful boy.
He seemed to be looking at her all the time, otherwise why would she catch his face as soon as she turned around?
His face is so small and his smile is so clean and refreshing. Maybe he will never sweat.
For the first time, Xia Cun pointed the camera at the boy openly, and then saw him raise his hand to greet her, and his voice rang in her ears: "こんにちは～"
"こんにちは."
She replied with the same words. Hello. Then the camera paused for a few seconds on his face, turned away, and turned off the video.
Suddenly, she became dim like a star.
Jiang Song realized something was wrong and asked her, "Why are you unhappy?"
Because she is such a strange person.
She was stalking him.
If he found out about this, he would definitely stop saying that he and she were the same kind.
"Student Jiang Song." She suddenly called him, turning to ask him the question he hadn't answered yet, "Can you tell me, what color am I?"
"Eh?" Jiang Song seemed embarrassed for the first time. "Do you want to tell me now?"
"Is it not possible?"
"But if I say this now..." He thought for a moment and made an excuse, "This uncle will hear it too."
The captain's voice then came from the headset: "This uncle can help you change the channel and pick it up again in ten minutes."
After saying that, he silently operated the call channel, and finally raised his hand and made an OK gesture to the back.
“…” This uncle is so annoying.
For some reason, the boy's cheeks suddenly turned a shade redder, but the girl stared at him intently, and he couldn't resist, so he just looked at her and replied in a vague Japanese voice: "Nanka...透透みたいだな." (It feels like it's transparent.)
Tōmei?
This was the first time Xia Cun heard this word, and he unexpectedly understood what it meant.
It turns out that Jiang Song thinks she is transparent?
Does he think he is transparent too?
"でも红色っぽくて、しかも光ってるんだ...変だなぁ."
He suddenly made another transition, but unfortunately Xia Cun didn't understand it this time. He only heard him say "How strange" at the end. What was so strange?
"I don't understand. Can you speak in Chinese?"
"Chinese is just...ah, it's so hard to speak."
He complained again.
It’s not that I can’t speak it, but it’s so difficult to speak it.
Why is it so difficult to say the same thing in Chinese?
He suddenly remembered that Xia Cun had asked him before, why did he always speak Japanese to her?
Why?
Because Chinese is difficult to speak——
I always feel that classmate Xia Cun seems transparent, but also colorful and seems to glow.
Like a jellyfish, transparent, light, dreamy, always floating.
It's hard to say such strange words in Chinese.
She would definitely find it strange if she could understand.
…
Xia Cun blinked and seemed to see that Jiang Song had turned into the color of an apple.
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The author has something to say: Don’t ask, it’s already red (
So are these two children the same kind?
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I felt dizzy while writing, and I always felt that it was not written well. I will revise it more carefully during the day!
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