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When the fine information popped up again, thanks to the pleasant experience of dating Garcia Adrian on Taren Star last time, Fanlan did not ignore it out of habit, but clicked into the social system through the prompt window, and slowly read through it while drinking coffee.
He did not pay much attention to those ranked highest on the first few pages. Frankly speaking, such people must have extraordinary status and position. It might be very tempting to develop relationship networks and expand social connections, but considering the ease of contact and the difficulty of dealing with troubles in the future, Fanlan would not consider the homepage bug selection for the time being.
He randomly selected a page and clicked on one of the information cards.
【Applicants】
Name: Yame Ren
Gender: Female
Age: 37
Location: Qinglu Star
Social identity: writer, novelist, critic
Hobbies: reading, drinking, smoking, chess and cards
(photo)
Fanlan showed some interest.
He put down his coffee cup and clicked to agree to the application.
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As always, Fanlan rejected the female insect's proposal to come to the date, and chose to simply pack his luggage, choose the clothes he wanted to wear for this trip, then skillfully handed in his homework and left school, drove his little spaceship, and headed to Qinglu Star beautifully.
Qinglu Star is quite remote and cannot be reached directly by free driving. He stopped at several jump points on the way, first to the branch star system far away from the central star field, and then drove into one of the inconspicuous small star systems, but the navigation data showed that the climate was quite good. After flying around for two days, he finally landed on this small and habitable green planet.
The first impression of Fanlan is "comfort".
Green mountains, green waters, small bridges and pavilions.
The buildings here seem to have deliberately maintained a non-efficient, anti-technological design. On the capital planet where every inch of land is valuable, or on other fast-paced planets, there are often tall skyscrapers and crisscrossing high-altitude airways. However, Qinglu Star is dominated by low courtyards. Each house covers a large enough area and is spread out, each with a garden, lawn or even a woodland.
Fanlan likes it here.
When he landed, the rhythm of his whole body seemed to slow down.
Then he saw Yame Ren coming to greet him.
It was a female insect with a handsome face but thin body.
Due to their physical constitution, the muscles of female insects are very easy to build and shape. In addition, they have a somewhat martial nature, so very few female insects who are healthy and financially well-off have a noticeably thin body shape. Even if they are thin, they almost always have a good figure of "thin when dressed and muscular when undressed."
However, Yame Ren gives off a skinny impression.
He was very tall, and was wearing a long open-collared gown that was rarely seen in the Capital Star Region. It was a blue-gray color, and in Fanlan's opinion, it was somewhat similar to the simplified version of modern Chinese clothing on Earth. The loose gown and tall figure made him look thinner, like a bamboo. His bony hands were revealed from his sleeves, with prominent blue veins on the backs of his hands and wrists. He had semi-long brown hair in seaweed curls, and his jawline looked sharp because it was extremely distinct. He had sunken eye sockets and deep brows.
Coincidentally, Fanlan was also wearing a retro sleeveless round-necked robe today, in moon-white, with a modern shirt underneath - but in order to match the sleeveless coat, he cut off the sleeves of the shirt himself. The robe was supposed to be loose and flowing, but he tied a platinum-colored glossy waist belt around his waist and a pair of white boots, instantly changing his style from loose to slender and slim, completely pinching out the body lines, making his waist look narrow and his legs look long.
He wore two armlets of different styles on his left arm, one of which he had seen and bought at the last tourist area, and the other was a bracelet given by Lester. As the style was a bit hard to describe, Vanlan slightly modified it by adding a small pendant picked out from another necklace, changing the original closed bracelet into an open armlet.
The female insect's gaze fell on Fanlan and she nodded to him politely. Her voice was low and hoarse, like that of an insect with poor sleep quality that speaks when it wakes up.
Fanlan suddenly became curious about why the other party appeared in his dating queue.
The arrow-eye lotus doesn't look like a female insect that is keen on pursuing males.
While sitting in Yamulian's courtyard, drinking the bitter Ling tea brewed by the other party, Fanlan thought so and asked this question.
They should have gone to some suitable place for a date. A writer and a painter, what a good match. Exhibitions, cinemas, theaters, natural scenic spots, any place seems very suitable, but Yame Lian took Fanlan directly to the courtyard where he lived, so they sat under the eaves of the corridor, in front of them was an antique wooden low table, with mats scattered on the ground. The writer was pouring tobacco into his pipe opposite him, then holding the handle, he took a lazily sip.
For a moment, Fanlan felt a sense of confusion in time and space.
Yame Lian did not answer the question directly. He just put down his cigarette, took a sip of tea, and looked at Fanlan quietly through the mist of tea smoke. His eyes were darker than his hair, almost black, like a bottomless pool of water.
"You look the same as in the video."
Fanlan knew that he had not finished speaking, so he did not speak. However, the next sentence he said surprised Chong.
"I thought that the videos on the Internet were somewhat affected by editing filters and the like, and the image presented would be quite different from the actual situation. I didn't expect that you are exactly the same as in the video..."
"It's just like being born in this world."
“…”
Fanlan swallowed the snack in his mouth, exhaled, and couldn't help but admire it.
Is this the writer's insight?
So he blinked and answered, "Maybe I'm not."
Yame Ren curled his lips when he heard this, as if he found it interesting, and continued, "You seem to be sober and have enough self-awareness, but also, um... happy and full of vitality."
"Why?"
Fanlan then asked: "Do you think that being awake is equivalent to being unable to be happy?"
"Probably." Yame Lian tilted his head, his eyes vaguely falling on the courtyard pond, "This world is ridiculous, isn't it?"
"Absurd society, absurd gender relations, absurd ideology."
"It's like a mistake in the workings of the universe."
"us--"
“Living in a vicious circle of fallacy.”
So we can only live in confusion or accept our fate soberly.
Fanlan looked at the emaciated writer in front of him and suddenly understood where the deep melancholy in him came from.
He has unparalleled insight, but lacks the ability to love.
And insight is sometimes like a double-edged knife, with one end facing the world and the other end facing oneself.
"But you're different."
Yame Ren suddenly turned his head.
"Why do you feel happy?"
"In a cage like this that relies on covering your eyes and ears to maintain its operation, how can you feel happy?"
Fanlan was silent.
He looked at the tea on the table that was gradually getting cold. The white jade cake next to it was delicate and delicious, with a cute shape. When he picked one up with two fingers, fine powdered sugar would fall off like falling snow.
"Because I can still taste how delicious it is."
He threw the white jade cake into his mouth.
"Mr. Ya——or, Lian, you are right, this world is absurd."
"But first of all, there is one thing, that is, we cannot assume that the world outside this world is a perfect world. This may be a mistake in the universe, but the universe may have made thousands of mistakes. What is right, where is right, what is a truly reasonable world?"
“It would be too sad if we denied the meaning of life because of the absurdity of the world.”
“Too arrogant.”
"lotus."
"Try to lower your gaze a little."
"Why do you only look at the world, and not at the real living beings who have lived in this world?"
"Why don't you look at me, look into my eyes?"
- Look into my eyes and see the evidence of my existence, rather than looking behind and searching aimlessly for the empty and far-reaching meaning.
Meaning is a vortex.
Yamu Lian looked at him, deeply and silently, his brows seemed to contain too much. After a long time, he stretched out his hand, with his wide sleeves hanging on the table, and then picked up a piece of white jade cake, and imitated Fanlan's movements, raising his hand and throwing it into his mouth.
"It's just so-so." The writer commented indifferently.
Fanlan smiled.
"You're so picky. Next time we come to the Capital Star, I'll take you to eat something special."
"I thought that female and male insects couldn't really talk to each other."
"You mean mutual understanding, right?"
"yes."
The writer suddenly changed the subject and said, "Although we are the same species in biological classification, in terms of actual species, 'we' have nothing in common."
"Male insects are pets, flowers, and diamonds." He was blunt and sharp, "and female insects are just blindly driven by the diamonds hanging in front of them."
"Our world, the so-called civilized society, relies on such rules to operate."
"We have never been the same, so how can we be truly on the same wavelength?"
Fanlan poured two cups of freshly brewed tea and casually replied, "Well... that makes sense."
"Then what's wrong with you?" The female insect glanced over.
"Me." He simply dragged the plate of white jade cakes in front of him and took the remaining two pieces for himself.
"Maybe I cheated."
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When Fanlan left, he took away an unopened glass pipe from Yame Ren's storage room.
Yame Lian didn't ask what you wanted this for. He leaned against the door and let the interested male insect wander around in his private room which he claimed was never open to the public. After he had had enough of the tour, they went out together and sent Fanlan to the flight platform for the return flight.
Before boarding the spaceship and saying goodbye, Yame Lian said to Fan Lan: "You are very charming."
Fanlan turned her head, and the little butterfly tied to her hair swayed gently.
"Not in terms of appearance."
“You have a very free soul.”
"Free and floating."
“Not being bound by the foundation of this world—this land.”
"With a wonderful warmth."
"I will look forward to..."
"The day we meet again."
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