Chapter 13: Act I, It's Not About You
It had just rained, and the air was stuffy, accompanied by the cursing of the neighbor's aunt next door. Tick tick, tick, the raindrops are still falling, as if there is no end.
Qishu stood silently in front of the glass window, looking at the place where people came and went. Because of the rain, there is not a trace of dirt in the sky, but there is a soothing gentleness.
Qi Shu held the two photos in his hand tightly, one of which was several children, a boy in blue bib pants holding a puppy with dark circles, and a girl in small leather shoes, a tall fat boy, and a little boy with a somewhat gloomy expression.
She cared not so much about this photograph as about another - the girl's face was lifeless, her messy hair fluttering in the wind, the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned. The delicate lips are like smiling but not smiling, with hazy emotions in their eyes, which are covered, and a pair of eyes like glass.
For some reason, she felt the image familiar. His fingers rubbed the paper, his chin was held up with his left hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
At her hand was a delicate letter. It has a faint scent of cherry blossoms on it, and it is not signed, but it probably means that she will go to the café at 18 Sakura Road to meet someone, and that person will tell her everything.
The heart is slightly excited, which is different from the depression of the air.
Qishu frowned at the beautiful willow eyebrows, and the hand rubbing the paper stopped, and the scent of cherry blossoms was stained on his fingertips.
Rushing straight into my nose, my brain was covered with the familiar smell and forgot everything. The sweltering heat of the air is diluted by a fresh breeze, which is refreshing.
Obsessed with the smell of Qishu.
Her eyes became misty, and the mellow aroma of liquor tempted her, and the cool liquid in her mouth filled her mouth wantonly, stimulating her brain.
Like a flower in the desert, it is the most warm.
Blinked, and after the aftertaste, the fragrance was gone. Qishu got up, put on his shoes, cut his hair, opened the door and walked out.
When I walked to the café, it was already noon. The strong sunlight was shining down, and there were no people in the streets, only the rattling of the sewers.
Qishu frowned, pushed open the door of the café, and walked inside.
The cool wind came to my face, I took a deep breath, and the coolness instantly filled my body. Because it was noon, there were no people in the café, and the pleasant music filled the whole café, which was particularly enjoyable.
Qishu walked over to the table and sat down, and the waiter passed the menu with a smile. The thick menu smells of cherry blossoms, and Qishu ordered a tiramisu and a latte with sugar.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, Qishu looked at the clock on the wall and pointed to 12 noon. She was probably the only fool who ate dessert here alone at lunchtime, Qishu pinched her right hand with her left hand, playing with her hand in a non-state state, and her body trembled slightly—she was a little nervous, but to be precise, excitement accounted for most of her emotions.
The door was finally pushed open, for she was the only fool in the café, and the boy could easily find her. The young man sat opposite Qishu and lightly opened his thin lips: "Do you have those two photos?" Show me? ”
"Uh-oh."
Qishu handed it over obediently, and her afterglow caught a glimpse of the young man's bangs slightly upturned, and the corners of Qishu's mouth couldn't help twitching - it seems to be quite urgent.
At this time, Qi Shu began to look at the young man, who was looking at two photos intently, with thick black eyebrows, clear eyes, straight nose bridge, and moderately thick and extraordinarily soft lips...... It's just that the bangs are a little spicy to the eyes, but this does not affect the beauty of the teenager at all, but has a different temperament.
"Oh, thank you after reading it." The boy politely returned Qishu, "You saw another photo, right?" It's that picture of a couple of kids, they're called Team DODO, how do you feel? ”
Qishu: "......"
How does it feel? How can it feel?
Do you feel like they're naïve?
"This ...... They look ...... Well, it's brave. ”
It's all nonsense here, brave? Good looks? Coexist? Like a flower?
"Oh," the boy bowed his head, and he didn't even see how brave they were...... This girl is really amazing, "See that dog, right?" We called you here mainly because you might know that ladyboy ......"
"Huh?" Qishu looked confused, what kind of shemale? She doesn't have any friends at all!
"Huh? Don't you know? ”
"Know whom?"
The boy scratched his head, pointed at the lifeless girl and said, "You don't know her?" Honestly, you've really never seen her before? Isn't there even a little familiarity? ”
"There's a sense of familiarity...... But ...... dessert was already served at this time, and Qishu ate tiramisu and said vaguely. The young man had a black line on his head and waved his hand impatiently: "You eat first and then speak!" ”
"Oh."
……
"It's familiar, but I haven't really seen her. It's just that...... Subconsciously approached. Qi Shu was confused, and he didn't know what this young man was going to do.
"Subconsciously? That is, you would love to meet her? The young man's eyes lit up, and he was looking forward to what Qishu would say next.
"Yes......"
"And how do you feel about the DODO adventure team? Familiar? Hate? Still sad? Or happy? ”
Qishu was slightly embarrassed, could it be that this young man didn't comb his hair and got up early to ask her these useless questions?
"I don't know, but there's a feeling that I don't want them to get hurt in any way." Qishu tilted his head slightly, so that the boy could only see her side face.
I really don't know, maybe never will. Rather than knowing about these strange things, she would rather live in a dream, slow suicide or die silently, she just didn't want to accept these things.
Or even forever...... Want to escape from reality.
That's her, and her only advantage is that she can say these things in one go.
But sometimes I don't know if this is an advantage or a disadvantage.
The young man scratched his hair, his long bangs covered half of his eyes, and he tilted his head and handed the picture of the girl to Qishu: "Take a good look at it, don't you really know her?" ”
"I don't know."
"Really, really guarantee that a hundred really don't know?"
"Really!"
This time it was the boy's turn to be speechless, and he looked at Qishu speechlessly.
Qishu really wants to beat him! It was you who came to me and asked these strange questions, and now you have a sad expression, what's wrong, I still have to know her? Who is she, Grandpa Mao? RMB? Is it in high demand?
"Well, since you don't know her, then I'll help you get to know her!"
Qishu: "......"
Qishu is now full of thoughts about wanting to beat you!
I want to talk about "Charles IX's Dream of the Moon" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~