The thick snow outside the door, since it is the opposite of yesterday's midsummer, everyone takes it for granted. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wu Ming stood at the door, his heart was full of weirdness, these anime worlds really have no reason to talk about.

"Brother Wu, good morning!"

Just when Wu Ming felt weird, Nobita, who was wearing a baseball cap, ran up with the blue fat man.

Seeing that Nobita still knew him, Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Nobita, how long have we known each other?" ”

"How long has it been, one day, we only met yesterday." Nobita replied a little strangely, and couldn't help asking, "What's the matter, why do you ask that?" ”

The reason why Wu Ming asked this was because he wanted to see the timeline of this world, whether it was the Mobius Ring moving forward, or whether it was reset once a day.

If Nobita doesn't remember yesterday's events, it means that the world has been restarted, just like a different background board.

In turn, Nobita remembers yesterday, and it can't be reset once a day, it can only be a constant cycle of Möbius rings.

The infinite ring, seemingly moving forward.

The real situation, however, is its cycle point, forever staying in today, and infinitely circulating on the basis of today.

In the Doraemon world, there is the concept of tomorrow, but there will never be a tomorrow.

In this world, new stories happen every day, but the timing is the same, rotating on the basis of today.

No aging, no growing up, more than 2,000 episodes of stories, hundreds of alternating springs, summers, autumns and winters.

Alternate is only today, tomorrow seems to be close at hand, but in reality it will never come, this is our childhood, the cruel Doraemon world.

"Behind the seemingly beautiful world of these anime worlds, there is actually a cruel reality, and everyone is like a marionette. To some extent, the Doraemon world is more like the Truman world controlled by others, and everyone plays with Nobita. Wu Ming's eyes were full of thought, thinking about the nature of the world, thinking about the meaning of Nobita's people.

It can be seen from the clues that all the stories revolve around Nobita, and once Nobita is bullied, there will be a blue fat man who comes out to support the field.

Even if Wu Ming is not the conspiracy theorist behind it, he can feel the weirdness in Nobita.

It seems that if you want to get out of this world, Nobita is more critical than the blue fat man, because Nobita is the subject of this world. Others, the blue fat man can only be regarded as an old grandfather, as for the fat tiger, Shizuka, and Xiaofu, these people are more like free companions, and their importance is even worse.

"Brother Wu, we're going to buy comics, do you want to go with us?" Standing in front of Wu Ming, Nobita asked expectantly.

Wu Ming's eyes flashed slightly, he glanced at the blue fat man next to him, and said with a smile: "It's just boring, so let's go around with you." ”

Whether there is a feeling or not, it all depends on a glass of wine.

Nobita and Blue Fat don't drink, they want to have a good relationship with them, and eating, drinking and having fun are the most efficient.

You must know that Nobita is a pit, what to do, what to eat is not enough, and he is still a little greedy.

And the blue fat man, who likes to eat dorayaki, is obsessed to the point that he will die if he doesn't eat it for a day.

It seems that these two people should be easy to deceive, and after they become fox friends and dog friends, it shouldn't be difficult to get some good things with the righteous character of the blue fat man.

They changed their clothes, locked the door, and left together.

When he arrived at the bookstore, Nobita was like a fish returning to the water, taking this book and looking at that one, looking like he couldn't let go of the book.

Wu Ming quietly glanced at the price and found that the price of these genuine comics was several hundred yen, and the collector's edition was even more than a thousand.

Don't think about it, these genuine comics are not something that Nobita can consume.

After all, Nobita's father is just an ordinary office worker, and his salary is more than 10,000 yuan.

Nobita doesn't have much pocket money, so he can only live here and buy a few pirated copies at most.

"Nobita, have you made a good choice, the bookstore owner has seen you for the eighth time, and there is a limit to his patience." Standing next to the bookshelf, the blue fat man pushed Nobita, and the expression on his face was helpless.

Nobita himself wanted to cry without tears, and looked at a full set of eight comics priced at 1,002, and said hesitantly: "Doraemon, this set of collector's edition comics, I've wanted it for a long time, but it's so expensive!" ”

"There's no way to be expensive, this kind of collector's edition comics, the price is not for you." Doraemon muttered quietly, unaudible.

Nobita is a bear child, and when he heard the blue fat man say this, he reluctantly said: "I don't care, Doraemon, you must help me!" ”

"I can't help it, you just sold me, and I can't come up with so much money."

The blue fat man just shook his head and didn't answer Nobita's words at all.

If he had the money, he would have bought the dorayaki himself a long time ago, and where would he keep it for Nobita.

Moreover, every time he comes to the bookstore, Nobita will say so.

There are a few comic books in the room that he doesn't like, and the blue fat man himself is drunk.

"I like it, if I like it, buy it!" At the critical moment, Wu Ming took the initiative to stand up and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.

Nobita cheered, but Doraemon was a little unbearable, scratching his head and saying, "Brother Wu, you don't have to worry about Nobita, he is like this every day." ”

"It's okay, everyone is friends, and it's right to help each other." Wu Ming couldn't help but say that he paid for the comic book.

Sure enough, seeing that his beloved comics were in hand, Nobita looked at Wu Ming with a faint sense of intimacy.

A few worthless comics can be exchanged for Nobita's favor, and this is certainly a good deal.

Even, Wu Ming hadn't forgotten Doraemon, and after walking out of the bookstore, he bought a lot of dorayaki in the opposite store.

"Brother Wu, why are you buying so many dorayaki?" Looking at a few large bags of dorayaki, Doraemon couldn't walk anymore.

This blue fat man, his love for dorayaki has reached the point of madness.

If there is anything that one dorayaki can't buy, it must be two dorayaki.

"As a good friend, you must learn to share. Then, these dorayaki are the testimony of our friendship. Couldn't help but say, Wu Ming stuffed several large bags of dorayaki into the hands of the blue fat man. As for Dorayaki, what does it have to do with friendship, this is not something Wu Ming needs to care about.

"Don't say anything, thank you!" The blue fat man was teary-eyed, trembling and took the dorayaki, and nodded in Fan Wei's tone: "Fate, it's really fate!" ”

"We are all good friends, and it is appropriate to exchange gifts." Wu Ming had something to say, and said meaningfully.

Hearing this, the blue fat man also nodded again and again, and took it out of his pocket: "You wait, I also have a gift for you." ”

"That's embarrassing!" It was as if Grandma Wolf had seen Little Red Riding Hood, and greed flashed in Wu Ming's eyes.

The blue fat man is a real person, and he deeply agrees with the sentence that friends exchange gifts, and he doesn't know that this is a trap at all, so he is waiting for him to jump in.

"Found it, this is it." After looking in his pocket for a while, the blue fat man took out a scarf and hung it around Wu Ming's neck with his own hands.

Wearing a scarf, Wu Ming was overjoyed and said, "Doraemon, what is this for?" ”

"It's not cold around your neck!" With a beautiful bow, Doraemon patted his chest with satisfaction.

Wu Ming's eyes flashed with astonishment, he glanced at this scarf, and couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything else?" For example, it can make people invulnerable, make people infinitely powerful, and make people pick up stars and take the moon. ”

"No," the blue fat man shook his head.

After being silent for a long time, Wu Ming had a little loneliness on his face, and whispered: "Actually, this can be there!" (To be continued.) )