Chapter 3

"How about calling you Green?"

Araki brought the Mari World to his residence and opened the dictionary to show it: "Dear, greedy. The meaning is not bad."

The Mari World thought, then why don't you let people call you Hibiscus? The meaning is even better.

In the dictionary that Araki opened, the hibiscus was on the page before the explanation of Green, which means the rising sun, close to the sun, full of sunshine, and brilliant.

Araki held the Mari World and said: "If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent. From now on, I will call you Green."

The Mari World nodded reluctantly and replied, which was considered as agreement. Thinking, it's up to you.

Anyway, any name is new, and it won't be used all the time in the future, it's all the same.

Araki happily held the World of Truth in his hands and rubbed it against his. "Now I have a pet too. When I was a child, I really wanted to have a pet, a cat, a dog, a horse, or a cow. However, they told me that pets are very fragile, and it is not easy for them to survive. They need a lot of care. I have to study and don't have time to take care of them. If I let others take care of them, the pet may not be close to me. It is better not to have one."

He paused, let go of the World of Truth, and gently placed it on the table. The World of Truth jumped out of his palm, landed on the paper on the table, took two steps, raised its head and looked at him with its two black eyes, waiting for him to say the next words.

Araki forced a smile and sat at the table. It was a huge, expensive and gorgeous chair that seemed to be made of wood. He didn't know much about the world of truth. He didn't know much about these things. He was not interested in them and didn't investigate them. He just thought they were very heavy and it was best not to get close to them. He had no other thoughts and his eyes returned to Araki.

Although Araki was smiling, he was not happy. His eyes were a little confused and his expression was thoughtful. His voice was a little quieter than before. If he was not close, it would be almost inaudible.

He murmured to the World of Truth, "They also told me that if you raise a pet but then it dies, it would be a waste of life and a heinous crime. As a child, it would be better not to carry such a heavy burden. You can be curious about pets, you can like them, you can look at them and think about them, but you can't keep them."

The World of Truth looked at him, and he seemed to sigh in his heart, and a smile gradually filled his face.

"Once, I went out and arrived at a place a little far from here. I was not as cautious as I am now. I saw a sheep in a family's yard. The sheep was white, and its fur was a little yellow, as if it had been accidentally rubbed with a little yellowish cream. It seemed very fluffy and curly.

I know this

because there was a period of time when there was a trend of The hair style of a sheep is called wool curls.

So when I saw that the sheep had curly hair, I was not surprised or felt it was special. I just thought it was cute, beautiful and novel. I was very unfamiliar with sheep because I had never had close contact with sheep or raised one at that time. The only time I knew about sheep was when I was reading a book. There was a picture with text about sheep in the book. I saw it, so I remember a little.

But more things are No, I don't know how to raise a sheep, nor do I know why I should raise a sheep.

After all, I don't have any sheep to raise.

I wanted to touch the sheep's hair, but I was frightened by the looks of the people next to me, so I didn't go over.

Then, I learned from those people that sheep are very strong and stubborn animals. They may lose their temper if they are not satisfied, or, when they encounter special times, they will butt people from behind when they see them. They are very unpleasant. The meat tastes very strong and fishy. Some people are simply not used to it and cannot eat it. Therefore, those people think that mutton is unpalatable and sheep are definitely not good things.

Wool can be cut off and then made into other things, such as wool felt, wool blankets, wool clothes and wool quilts.

But wool cannot be used directly after being cut off, because sheep are very dirty. People take baths and also wash sheep. However, a person cannot bathe a sheep every day. This is very troublesome. It is not a problem that can be solved in two minutes, nor is it a problem that can be solved by one person. Moreover, a live sheep will react when bathing, and various accidents are possible.

It takes more time.

If you don’t have time to deal with it, it’s best not to touch it.

However, pets are only kept by rich people with free time. It is difficult for ordinary people to keep them themselves. How can we How could they raise other things? Some people are not even willing to raise their own offspring, so how could they raise cats, dogs, pigs, cows, or sheep?

At that time, the family was talking to me while sighing, with a sad face, as if they were the kind of people who can't afford to raise a child but have to. I think that only they know themselves best, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with them saying that. I

didn't think about it carefully at the time, my eyes were on The person who was speaking was an old man

with very dark skin, the kind that had been exposed to the sun for too long and turned black and yellow. It was not as gentle as wheat, nor as bright and easy to hide in the dark as pure black. His face looked weathered. He said that he had been a farmer all his life, and it was estimated that his previous and next lives were also farmers. His son was a farmer. His

grandson was probably a farmer too.

His whole family was from There is no one in the world who doesn't know how to farm.

I asked why.

He said, because there are always people who need to farm in the world, either this one or that one. Instead of letting those unfamiliar people ruin the land and seeds and make everyone have no food to eat, it would be better for him to endure some hardship and work hard, farm for a lifetime, save more food, eat a full meal, and see the rice and vegetables are full, he is happy in his heart.

No matter how I think about it, I am happy.

I nodded.

He said to me, boy, you look thin and tender, you haven't seen the sheep of my family before, right?

I nodded.

He said to me, don't you know that in times of famine, people even eat people, so they call the people they want to eat two-legged sheep, right?

I nodded and whispered, "I don't know, but I saw a sentence about this in a book, but I don't know much."

I asked him, "Do you know? What do you know? Can you tell me more? Have you experienced this?"

He saw that I was curious, shook his head, pulled the cigarette in his hand, and exhaled. It was a very white and acrid smoke that slowly dispersed. My eyes were red and my head was black. I was a little unsteady. I took a breath and felt that my lungs were full of the gas left by burning tobacco leaves. I couldn't help coughing. After coughing for a while, I looked up and saw the old man laughing.

I felt a little wronged.

He looked a bit gloating, smiled at me and said, "Hasn't anyone told you to stand further away when others are smoking?"

I shook my head and answered him no.

He nodded and asked, didn't anyone tell you not to ask about other people's family affairs and privacy?

I couldn't understand it a little bit, and muttered, that's not considered privacy, right?

The old man still smiled, and said vaguely while smoking, yes, it's not considered privacy. Anyone who survived that time probably knows something, but why should I tell you? You kid, you have no manners at all. You don't give gifts or money, but you still want to ask questions. You live in someone else's house, eat someone else's food, sleep someone else's clothes, and even their shoes are someone else's. And you're still like this. I

thought about it and it seemed a bit too much, so I didn't ask.

But he seemed to suddenly feel that it didn't matter if he said it, so he opened up and talked to me.

After talking about some trivial things that I thought were meaningless, he changed the subject again and talked about the sheep raised at home and the miserable two-legged sheep that had been killed by wolves many years ago.

Later, I was not so interested in sheep. I don’t know if it was because of my age or because of the long speech I heard from the old man.

Are you interested in the story the old man told me? "

Araki looked at the world of truth, but his attention was not in front of him. He smiled a little, as if he was a little confused, and whispered: "Forget it, I won’t tell you. It’s not good for you and me to talk about it in too much detail. You are just a little bird. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know. It will make me sad if you know it. I think birds like you shouldn’t be sad.

But you seem to be a little special. Do you know that you are so special? "

Araki reached out his hand, teased the world of truth with his fingers, ruffled its feathers, and smiled, "Not only are you very cute and beautiful, very well-behaved and spiritual, you give me the feeling that you are here to transcend tribulation, as if after a while, you will fly away and disappear by yourself. However, I will not give you that chance. If you disappear, I will be sad, and I don’t want to be sad. I can only

ask you not to

leave. This is very simple for you, right? Just don’t fly away. Do you understand? When I asked you before, you answered me, right? You probably know what I am talking about, right? You are really smart. I didn’t see it wrong or hear it wrong.

They don’t know, but if they knew, I would worry that they would steal you or hurt you, so it is better not to tell them.

Ignorance is the source of happiness.

You should be happy, they can be ignorant, they think you should be ignorant, right? I hope you don't have conflicts, otherwise, I will be in trouble. You know, right? If they must take you away and threaten me with themselves, I can't be indifferent, and I can't just ignore it. What should I do?

Every time I feel like I'm in a dilemma, I think, it would be great if they were dead, it would be great if they didn't exist, it would be even better if you and I didn't exist. "