513 Real and unreal
Getting up and sitting up, Hodden realized that under his body was a spring that was a little uncomfortable Simmons, his hands supporting the bed and feeling the diaphragm spring, and the miserable white energy-saving lamp lit up the whole space, and the vision got rid of the comfort of the darkness, and the space was in full view.
On the left is the wardrobe and dining table, the walls are mottled with water stains, the white layer has begun to weaken, and the deep imprints of the rainy season can be clearly seen in large chunks, and on the right are the bedside tables and desks, and the windows facing the street are above the desks, and the not thick curtains faintly reveal the halo of the street lamps, faintly outlining the kettle, the computer and two pots of dead plants placed on the desk.
The vague outlines stretched indefinitely in the night, and it was impossible to tell where the beginning and the end would end, only the undulating lines that dissolved together, and the occasional roar of the engines of passing cars outside the windows abruptly broke the silence of the night, and then fell silent again.
"Ah, I don't want to grow up......"
Two blocks away is the university town, where young college students who are still wandering the streets in the early hours of the morning become free and crazy because of alcohol, shouting catharsis, and then you can hear the laughter of their friends crying and howling, hovering over the silent streets for a long time.
Hodden was a little stunned.
Raising his head to look at the white flickering lights overhead, his thoughts paused for a moment, as if he had crashed, until the cold of the night made his body shiver uncontrollably, and his brain resumed functioning, and then all the images spread out in the field of vision with a tenfold acceleration.
Look around again.
Here it is...... His rental home.
He was in a rental house on Earth, and he had just woken up from a long, real nightmare, a nightmare that ran for his life in the midst of a sea of fire, a nightmare where the monster hovered in the air looking down on him, a nightmare where reality and illusion intertwined.
And then everything just goes back to its place......?
All of them are just a dream, a dream that is so real that it is difficult to distinguish?
Is that really the case?
Hoden's always agile and alert mind got bogged down.
Everything that has happened in the past four months is so real and so concrete, all the details, the experiences, the emotions, the frightening moments, the escapes, the ups and downs, all so detailed, that it turns out to be just a nightmare?
At the end of the circle, he returned to the beginning of the nightmare.
How should we define reality and illusion? If Iwabuchi is a dream, then how should we distinguish it? If we say that we have returned to Earth, then how should we be sure? The boundary between reality and dream seems to have been broken, and the meaning of truth and falsehood, reality and fiction has been completely disrupted, as if the story of "Inception" has lost its totem, and then it has fallen into the trap of indistinguishing truth from falsehood.
He, isn't it the same? What is real, what is a dream, what is unreal, what is exact?
Thinking of this, Hodden lifted the quilt, jumped out of bed with agility, quickly ran towards the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door, and saw half of the strawberry cream cake on the top layer at a glance.
Reaching out and taking out the cake, he squatted in front of the refrigerator, and by the light in the refrigerator, he stuffed the cake directly into his mouth and took a heavy bite.
The dense and delicate cream melts on the tip of the tongue in an instant, the sweet but not greasy taste quietly spreads, and then chews to the solid sponge cake body, the slightest milky fragrance melts with a little frozen coolness, and I can't help but chew it carefully, and every time I chew, I can feel the aroma of baking slowly released.
I can't wait to throw the strawberries on the cake directly into my mouth, and when I bite hard, the full juice penetrates into my lips and teeth, instantly filling the entire mouth, and a pure joy fills the entire chest, making people can't help but close their eyes, immersed in the vigor and vigor of the spring footsteps quietly approaching, and every cell in the body is cheering.
He really, really missed it.
The delicate and complex taste danced gently on the tip of his tongue like a ballerina, and every detail was so clear that he instantly dragged his feet to the ground, and the sense of solidity brought by gravity made the truth certain and certain again, so that he really returned to Earth? So, Iwabuchi was really just a long dream?
After Huang Liang woke up from a dream, the world is still the same.
Finally!
After going around and around, he finally managed to return to Earth, and most importantly, he finally returned to his homeland!
Perhaps, I used to have a lot of dissatisfaction with my life, but after I really left the familiar environment, I realized how precious things are that traces take for granted.
For example, strawberry cream cake.
Naturally, those unforgettable tastes begin to come to mind, such as hot pot, barbecue, milk tea, curry, fried chicken, duck neck, pig's trotters, sashimi, braised pork, sauerkraut, fish, steak, pizza skewers, dry pot, grilled fish, rice rolls, beef offal, chicken soup, pig's head, tom yum gong, boiled fish......
Before he realized it, he was already sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking at the refrigerator in a daze, his confused eyes had already wandered out of the world, half of the cream cake had already been swallowed, and the time was close to six o'clock, which also meant that the take-out breakfast could be tasted immediately, and then it was lunch.
So, what should I eat today? Because there are too many choices, I can't help but get excited, and my whole mind is stirring, but unfortunately there is only one stomach, and if I can have four stomachs like a cow, I don't have to worry about such happiness.
But even the troubles of happiness are still happiness!
What about other than that?
Snow Venison Johnny Roast Chicken Haupes Sal Sal Promethes Zinfandel Puff Pastry Pie Hercy Prunes Pot January Ember ...... There is also the legendary overlooking abyss.
The taste buds of the tongue reawaken those familiar tastes, those strange but unforgettable tastes, tastes that can never be found on earth, like opening the door to a whole new world, opening an incredible adventure in the midst of delicious food, in search of the best tastes.
Those flavors are real, just as real as the creamy aroma that remains in the mouth.
And also...... There are also Issa and Ursula.
Issa, who always has a smile of accommodation, Issa who supports him unconditionally no matter what happens, Issa who fights for justice and the truth, Ursula who hides her fragility with pride and coldness, Ursula who is burdened with a heavy past and is tormented, believes in him wholeheartedly and stands up without hesitation.
They are all real.