Chapter 149 "But that's not a comet, it's a dragon."
Asuka Uesugi took off her 3D glasses and looked at Anson Lu with disdain: "Wow, if you don't come out, I'll think you fell into the toilet."
"If it really falls into the toilet, I'll have to trouble you to fish it out." Anson Lu sat down and unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle.
His position was very tricky, with Crow sitting on his left. As for the people on his right, from closest to farthest, they were: Yuri, Asuka, and Chu Qimo.
Anson Lu took a sip of Coke and observed Yuri and Chu Qimo out of the corner of his eye - these two were pure moviegoers, staring intently at the big screen the entire time, and once they were immersed in the movie, they simply didn't care about anything else outside.
Anson Lu was clearly talking to Asuka, but they had to talk through Yuri, and Yuri didn't react at all.
Asuka Uesugi lifted her chin and put on her 3D glasses again: "Did someone ask for an autograph on the street?"
"That's right, but it wasn't me. There were a few people shouting, 'Lord Crow is so handsome', 'Lord Crow, I want to marry you and give birth to a baby with you', there was really nothing I could do, Crow could only sign for them."
"Lu-kun, as soon as I came back I heard you..." Urushihara Ritsu walked out of the cinema entrance.
"Right, Crow?" Anson Deer interrupted him.
Urushihara Ritsu sat down next to him and smiled helplessly: "Yes, it is true that I wasted some time."
The two reached a consensus that Anson Lu did not want to tell Yuri and Asuka about the principal.
Chu Qimo also needs to be observed. Although Ansen Lu trusts his character, Ansen Lu cannot trust his diary. If Asuka and Yuri see it one day, it will be the end...
"Crow, just spoil him." Uesugi Asuka sighed softly, "Please, if Crow is one tenth as famous as you, he will have to wear sunglasses and a hat when walking in Tokyo."
"In fact, few people in the cinema recognized me." Anson Lu yawned and retorted lazily.
"That's because the light is too dim. Try another place."
"Compared to this, how long will it take for the movie to end?"
"One hour."
"Then I'll take a nap. Call me when it's time for dinner." Anson Lu said, resting his elbow on the handle of the chair, his fist against the side of his face, and closing his eyes.
Asuka Uesugi glanced at Anson's sleeping face, sighed in boredom, and turned her gaze to the movie screen.
If you are really sleepy and tired, taking a nap in the cinema might be an interesting experience.
I closed my eyes, my consciousness slowly fell into sleep, accompanied by the music of the movie, the sounds of the big scenes, the cheers of the audience, and the scattered discussions.
The world seems very close at hand, yet it has nothing to do with you. It's like a stage play that has nothing to do with you is being performed in some ancient and remote village.
You won't be able to sleep soundly, as these noisy sounds are like a hand, gently pulling your consciousness back and forth between dreams and reality.
You are in a hazy and fragile equilibrium.
The subconscious mind relies on these sounds, weaving scene after scene in dreams that match the sounds.
Although his eyes were tightly closed, the faint light that penetrated the eye mask was still colorful and hazy, like a beam of dim sunlight shining into the dead silent deep sea.
The changing colors are like countless threads of wool, gradually weaving into a ball in your mind. As the threads become more and more numerous and messy, the ball of wool grows bigger and bigger.
Then, it collapsed in an instant, dissipating completely, like thousands of rays of light falling into the deepest part of the sea, suddenly swallowing up the vast ocean.
I didn't know whose skin it was, but I felt a cool touch.
Anson Lu slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on Yuri's shoulder. She was not wearing a scarf, and her snow-white neck was close at hand. The fresh and cold breath was transmitted through her skin.
The girl from Iceland just stared at the big screen of the movie quietly. She neither pushed him away nor reminded him out loud, even a word, as if there was no need.
Her breath was close, yet so soft as if it wasn't there.
Anson Deer closed his eyes again. Yuri's breath made him feel at ease. He could always find a kind of...just right sense of distance and alienation in Yuri. He needed this feeling.
He seemed to have heard a saying before, that human growth is actually about hurting each other and tearing each other apart in the process of getting along with others, and finally finding a distance where neither side will be hurt.
He is a very solitary person who likes to wear a mask and hide himself, so whenever someone approaches him, he always has to take great pains to weave the mask and find a suitable distance.
But Yuri was different, and when she approached, Anson Deer felt at ease.
There is no need to deliberately seek distance, because she will approach you with distance and will not violate your boundaries, but she is like a penguin from the other side of the world, cold and aloof, but sincere, because she has no need to lie.
Although she grew up in lies, she can face the world with the most sincere and open attitude.
This is what Anson Deer admires most.
Anson Lu didn't know how long he had rested with his eyes closed. He was sinking deeper and deeper into the dream. He had many, many dreams, as if many movies were being shown and ended in his dreams.
During this time, he saw a lonely boy sitting on the top of the Tokyo Tower, looking up at a snow-white comet falling down.
But that wasn't a comet, it was a dragon.
Although he knew this in his heart, the boy still watched the comet fall quietly.
He was very tired, completely exhausted, and his whole body exuded a decadent and confused aura. He even thought to himself...if this comet fell, everything would be over, so why stop it?
But the boy still stood up.
Riding on a sled, stepping on thunder, shouldering the indelible sin and the responsibility of saving all mankind, alone and single-handedly, he faces the snow dragon that has descended into the world with the most violent and resolute attitude.
He was also the young man who took on all of this, lost everything, and gradually grew old in a lingering life. What kind of mood did he have as he went through those decades?
Are you regretting that you have ruined the future of mankind with your own hands?
So what kind of mood did he have when he came here decades ago?
Having seen the devastation of the world, how did he feel when he saw the familiar small county town again and saw himself who was idle in high school?
It must be lonely...
He has been lonely all his life.
Maybe he was too lazy to think about what kind of person he should become in order to save the world.
He was just thinking... what to do to make me look less lonely than he was.
Go skiing with friends, watch movies with friends, have lunch together, have a shoulder to lean on when you are tired, it is not that one person has to shoulder everything alone, and it is not that you have to move forward in violence and blood.
That was something he had never experienced before.
It was that old man who, with his heart full of loneliness and regret, silently wailed at this broken world for decades. In the end, he tried every possible way and spent all his efforts to bring me to where I am today, and the companions around me...
However, what kind of mood did I have when I first moved forward?
I was just thinking at that time that half a year later, when I had defeated the snow dragon, the principal would be able to pat me on the shoulder and say with satisfaction: Well done, boy.
At the beginning... that was all.
I never thought that I was worthy of having so many friends and being surrounded by people who cared about me.
It was this old man who used the rest of his life as the price and tried every possible means to give me all this.
"It's time to go."
The girl's clear and cold voice broke the lonely dream.
Anson Lu raised his heavy eyelids and looked at Yuri's profile dazedly. She was looking down and flipping through a novel "Snow Country".
"Are you waiting for me?" he asked.
"right."
"Thanks."
"You're welcome."
Anson Deer raised his head from her shoulder and looked at the screen. The movie had ended and the list of production staff kept scrolling down.
Looking around, the audience in the cinema had already dispersed. Crow, Asuka and Chu Qimo had all left. Only Yuri was still here, flipping through a book quietly, as if he didn't want to wake him up.
"Why didn't you wake me up?"
"You cried while you were sleeping."
Anson Lu was stunned for a moment, rubbed the corners of his eyes with his hands, and said awkwardly: "Oh, maybe I stayed up too late and my eyes are too sore."
"It's rare, so I want to observe you for a while."
"What a bad taste, Yuri-san."
"Are you leaving?"
"Well, let's go have dinner. I found a few good restaurants in the Tokyo dungeon before, and I can take you to try them."
"Okay, let's go."
Yuri shrugged slightly, as if he was feeling a little sore from the rest of Anson Deer's head.
Anson Deer suddenly stretched out his hand and gently touched the Icelandic girl's hair. She was like a docile kitten, her snow-white hair swayed gently and was a little messy, but she did not resist.
"What is this?" she asked in confusion.
"Last time in the Disney dungeon, didn't you ask me to pat your head?" Anson Deer snorted, "Got it? That's the feeling. Are you a little annoyed and want to punch me?"
Yuri was stunned. Her snow-white hair covered her eyes, so Anson Lu couldn't see her expression. After a while, she whispered:
"It's not annoying, and it's not that annoying."
"Oh, yeah, I forgot you were emotionally deprived." Anson Lu stood up and said teasingly, "Anyway, it's time to go. Follow me closely, or you'll be kidnapped by the law enforcement team."
"Mingming is a person with poor direction."
"Come on, who said I'm directionally challenged?"
"Last time in Reykjavik, it took you twenty-three hours to find the hospital where I was."
"Haha, I get angry just talking about it. It's obviously the location that Crow gave that was wrong. What does it have to do with me being directionally challenged?"
“I have a poor sense of direction.”
"Okay, okay, I have a poor sense of direction, so you lead the way?"
Anson Deer stopped where he was, put his hands in his pockets, and waited quietly for Yuri to walk to his side. Yuri lowered his head, opened the map of Tokyo on his mobile phone, and scanned the stations on the map.
The two walked out of the cinema side by side, and Anson Lu glanced at her operations from time to time - her white fingers moved slowly on the map, and her eyes swept across the complicated station names in Tokyo, but she couldn't find Shinjuku Station.
Following this process, she might be able to memorize all the subway routes in Tokyo.
Anson Deer was not surprised at how clumsy she was in using smart devices.
Because of the particularity of Anchache syndrome and various background factors, Yuri has been severely restricted by the Icelandic authorities since childhood.
Yuri was probably not allowed to use items like mobile phones that could be used to communicate with the outside world. Her only means of entertainment while lying in bed was reading.
Moreover, the system language of her mobile phone is Chinese, which is for the purpose of learning Chinese and integrating into the environment of Shangshi City.
Although it is easy for players to communicate with each other, the citizens do not have the ability to translate. If Yuri speaks Icelandic, the citizens will hear Icelandic instead of Chinese.
Therefore, Yuri could only learn Chinese. She had hyperthymesia, so learning it was easy for her. Although she didn't invest much time in it, she now had a vocabulary close to that of an elementary school student.
"…How do I use it?"
After a moment, Yuri raised his head and met Anson Deer's gaze.
Anson Deer shrugged his shoulders and said, "Crow and the others went to Shinjuku. Just search for the keyword 'Shinjuku' and click on the navigation."
"oh."
"You really have no common sense. This is the first time I've seen someone who can't even use a map to navigate. Pokemon is much more difficult than this, right?"
"Before, because the condition of the disease needed to be kept confidential, they didn't let me use smart devices to prevent me from leaking the secret, but I saw other children in the hospital playing Pokémon, so I knew how to play it." Yuri explained calmly.
Anson Lu was silent for a moment, then spread his hands, "Okay, then we can work together. I'm a road idiot, and you're a common sense idiot."
If it was Asuka who didn't know how to use the navigation, he would definitely have started to mock her, and his mockery would have been excessive.
However, Yuri had just left the ward.
Based on the habits she developed in the past, when she has nothing to do, she either reads books or plays Pokémon games on the game console. Apart from this, she rarely comes into contact with these smart devices, so it is normal that she doesn't know how to use them.
"Okay, teach me," she said.
Anson Lu took Yuri's phone and said, "Use your phone more often. Although we can use the chat panel to communicate, it is still too conspicuous to use the player function in public."
Yuri leaned his head close to Anson Deer's shoulder, staring at the phone screen with his clear eyes.
"This line in the upper right corner of the map is for searching locations. Click on it and type using the input method. The Chinese pinyin for Shinjuku is x, i, n, s, u." Anson Lu said as he operated Yuri's phone.
Soon, he searched for the location of Shinjuku Station. Several routes were shown on the map. Anson Lu chose the fastest one and clicked on the navigation.
"I understand." Yuri realized that he was too close to Anson Deer and moved his head slightly away.
Anson Lu handed the phone back to her: "Okay, you have such a good memory, I don't need to tell you a second time."
"Thanks."
"Hey, I've already told you, there's no need to say thank you among friends," said Anson Lu.
"But you said that before."
"After all, I slept on your shoulder for more than an hour, so I still have to keep my dignity."
"Between friends." Yuri only said the first three words, his voice emotionless.
"Okay, no thanks." Anson Lu touched his nose and smiled faintly: "Let's go. If we don't hurry up, they will bombard me with phone calls."
He raised his head and looked at the sky of Tokyo. The setting sun slowly sank below the horizon. The light shining on the earth became dimmer and dimmer. Neon lights gradually lit up in various places in Tokyo.
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