Leaving Jingmei's apartment in Ijiin (the name of Ijiin Jingmei was changed to Ijiin Jingmei - this is more in line with the neon female name), Cheng Xiaoyu took a taxi back to the Aman Hotel, the sun was getting slanting, the sun was passing between the cold-colored buildings, and the roar of the tram speeding by would ring in his ears at any time, bustling and lonely, lively and deserted, this was a contradictory city, so his feelings for this city were also contradictory, both liking and hating this city. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the door of the hotel, there are still neon right-wing radicals holding banners with black letters on a white background, such as "Swear to bring the murderer Cheng Xiaoyu to justice" and "Cheng Xiaoyu's death sentence to thank the world", in addition, there are many paparazzi cruising around the neighborhood with cameras around their necks, looking for news for entertainment, all of which Cheng Xiaoyu has long been familiar with and accustomed to.

Cheng Xiaoyu asked the driver to drive the car to the back door of the hotel, for here he is already familiar with the road, when paying for the car, he saw the indescribable fear and curiosity in the eyes of the taxi driver, Cheng Xiaoyu felt helpless, obviously he has become an out-and-out outlier in this society.

When he returned to his room from the back door of the hotel, he had no idea that Xia Shamo was sitting in the hotel lobby waiting for him at the moment.

Because his mobile phone was turned off, when he arrived at Neon, after coming out of the Metropolitan Police Department, he never turned it on, and warned the hotel to refuse anyone's visit, so Xia Shamo had no way to contact Cheng Xiaoyu, so he could only meet in the hall and wait for Cheng Xiaoyu to come down before he could see him.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't feel inconvenient to spend this kind of time away from modern communication equipment, except for Kitagawa Yoshiren and Zhu Wei, who knew the hotel phone, basically no one could find him, of course Su Yuxi knew, but she naturally wouldn't tell Xia Shamo.

And Xu Qinning didn't come with Xia Shamo, she won't arrive until tomorrow.

Cheng Xiaoyu, who didn't know it, didn't go through the hall, returned to the room directly, sat for a while in the afterglow of the sunset, opened the laptop, clicked on the word document, and typed four words on it "Tokyo Meow", which is the next animation he wants to complete. - He begins with a quote from the gods: But you seem to have chosen both, but in fact you have given up both. Sometimes you have to give up one side in order to protect something important, and this kind of expression is not gentleness, but weakness.

There is nothing more than this story about metamorphosis, desperation, cowardice, and cannibalism to stimulate Cheng Xiaoyu's enthusiasm for filming, and Cheng Xiaoyu's creative passion, which once cooled down, was ignited by these surging malice this time.

Cheng Xiaoyu entered the world of Kaneki Ken through his own memory, and the original work was not finished in memory, but this did not affect Cheng Xiaoyu's decision, although he was confused about the future direction of the story, but what he could be sure of was that Kaneki would also suffer unbearable setbacks.

Jin Muken must also be like him, experiencing the baptism of "fate", not the quiet years, not killing gods and Buddhas, not just a momentary Zhonger spirit can be changed, nor can it be overcome with seemingly beautiful beliefs.

He felt that no one could understand the story better than himself, the hidden black justice.

When that literary young man became a "monster" in other people's mouths like Gregor in "Metamorphosis" because of an inexplicable accident, like Cheng Xiaoyu at this moment, he was already in his fate.

For Jin Muyan, the so-called fate is the gentleness that he thinks is trampled on, the embarrassment of the abused dog who thinks he is explosive but is handsome for only 3 seconds, the persistence of wanting to do things that he can't do, that is, deceiving himself and being deceived by others, and that he keeps making mistakes.

Cheng Xiaoyu feels that he is also a similar tragedy, logically speaking, he should be a protagonist like him, he should be smooth sailing, he should indulge in life, and he should live every day, but now he has become a villain.

Franz Kafka once lamented that the reason why our lives are lives is precisely because they are unpredictable. We were not taken on our own volition, but on a conveyor belt to places we didn't know.

He considered himself lucky, after all, many writers eventually came to the end of existentialism, like Osamu Dazai. The best thing you can do as a human being is to do what you can on the premise of knowing and accepting yourself.

As for the story not ending yet, it doesn't matter, who cares if Ken Kaneki is the savior who connects the races or an ordinary café waiter?

Cheng Xiaoyu plans to bring the contradictions of the work from the protagonist himself to a higher pattern and a struggle under a grander world view, but with his own skills, he may not be able to catch it, but he does not intend to control and limit his own pattern, although he will try to avoid too grand scenes and political games, so as not to have an uncontrollable plot, but he wants to give this one a deeper connotation, so that it can be upgraded from a classic to a masterpiece.

Cheng Xiaoyu was immersed in his own world, he forgot to eat dinner, and he didn't feel hungry until the moonlight hung high, usually he called the meal into the room to eat, because he went out at noon, so he didn't plan to go out to eat, so he called casually, ordered a meal at the hotel, and waited for the waiter to send it in.

He didn't know that because Xia Shamo didn't want to miss the opportunity to see him earlier, this stupid girl had been sitting in the hall for more than ten hours.

Cheng Xiaoyu borrowed a burning enthusiasm, wrote until ten in the middle of the night, although he was a little tired, he lay on the soft cloud bed but could not sleep, he got up and put on the clown mask again, and began to record the second video in the dark room, this time he was not singing the song of Dong Chou, the account of "poison", he intends to become a thorough, sharing good music account, not exclusive to Dong Chou, because Cheng Xiaoyu's comeback is a distant thing, and it may not even be online.

In Tokyo at midnight, the lights are still bright outside the window, and the "Sky Tree" in the distance connects the dark canopy in the continuous brightness, Cheng Xiaoyu sits on a chair, letting the camera avoid the beautiful scenery outside the window, and he is the only one in the lens. (BGM - "Insomnia in the World" Eason Chan)

Remembering that I'm not perfect

You won't

Escape from the confines of my life

Thinking about what you taste

I wouldn't

Sweeten this pillow

In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Cheng Xiaoyu still used the "poison" voice to interpret this song, deliberately avoiding the slightly hoarse nature of his timbre, but it is not as bad as the original version, and it has a unique charm when sung.

The faint guitar tone is matched with Cheng Xiaoyu's somewhat psychedelic voice, coupled with the ridiculous clown mask, which makes people feel warm and sad with unrelieved sadness and sadness.

A person has insomnia

Insomnia all over the world

Innocent streetlights are waiting for tomorrow

Blissfully insomnia

Just because I'm afraid to close my eyes

How you think of six points

How to love you to the end

Cheng Xiaoyu said softly, while looking at the lonely street lights waiting for the night outside the window, this huge city has extinguished the hustle and bustle of the day, as if only he is the only one who is still awake, this mood is like a lonely owl hanging upside down in the forest in the middle of the night, staring at the darkness outside, thinking that everyone is already in a warm bed with sweet dreams, and he can only wake up and comfort himself, even if the world lights up for him, it makes people feel extremely depressed.

In the last heavy sigh, Cheng Xiaoyu completed the video recording, and then uploaded "Insomnia in the World" to the account of "Poison", the account of Poison is the account with the highest security level of "GG Music", which is taken care of by the administrator alone, even if the hacker hacks in, he will not be able to spy on the upload location, so Cheng Xiaoyu is not afraid to upload music on Neon, so his identity is exposed.

After doing all this, Cheng Xiaoyu stood in front of the window for a while, at this moment everything was quiet, the street seemed to be empty, he put on his clothes, planned to go around the street, move a little, and go to the convenience store to buy a box of Royce by the way, he felt that he needed some happiness factor.

When he took the elevator downstairs and walked to the hall, Cheng Xiaoyu was just about to walk out of the glass door, but was stopped by the manager on duty who ran over out of breath, "Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry to disturb you, because we were told that we can't call to disturb you, so we can't tell you, there is a Miss Xia over there, who has been waiting for you in the hall all day, she opened a room in the hotel and didn't go up to sleep, she was a little afraid that as soon as she went up, she would miss you going downstairs......... We don't know much about her relationship with you, so if you don't want to see her, we'll tell her and tell her to get out of here. ”

As soon as he heard Miss Xia, of course Cheng Xiaoyu knew that it was Xia Shamo, at this time his heart was occupied by huge guilt, his willfulness was also hurting many people who loved him deeply, and his own pain also made the people around him feel painful, he instantly understood his selfishness, he smiled and said: "No need, where is she?" I'll go find her. ”

The manager on duty pointed in the direction and bowed away, Cheng Xiaoyu saw Xia Shamo with a high ponytail from a distance, leaning on the sofa, her eyes closed, her thick eyelashes looked like half-open black eyes.

He lowered his steps and approached her, in the silence of four o'clock in the morning, the empty hall, the slightly cold air, Xia Shamo's white cheeks under the dim lamplight, shining with a cold light, she looked a little tired, preoccupied, although her eyes were closed, she could not fall asleep.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt that there was a tree growing quietly in his heart, slowly blooming.

At four o'clock in the morning in Tokyo, he saw the begonia flowers that were not sleeping.

(I'm still quite satisfied with the development of the new volume.,It's just that some of them get rid of the inherent plot mode of the online text.,It's closer to the text of the published novel.,I don't know if you can accept this kind of text.,Many people speculate that I'm a dead house writer.,I can only say I'm sorry.,I'm disappointed you........ I'm not a dead house, and I'm not a young man.......... The update of this period of time is actually quite powerful, so let's give a monthly pass! (To be continued.) )