Chapter 1: Strawberry Paradise

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I walked around the mall, pausing for no reason, as if I thought of something enough to entangle and confuse my heart, and as if I felt some mysterious primitive and unpredictable consciousness of my body, and continued to drift forward so-called.

Men and women move rhythmically on their legs, as if chasing a wonderful holiday party, lace-up shoes driving their feet, piercing the air of unease, and there is always nothing but laughter and singing.

What are people happy about? Why are they laughing so happily? Maybe there's nothing to be happy about, but they're used to being happy and forget that they still have the right to be unhappy or insipid? Or do you want to fill your soul with laughter? I don't know, and I don't want to figure it out. Everyone has their own world of life, and it is not a meaningful act to speculate about others at will, or even a little obscene, but occasionally they can't help but do this, that's all.

I stepped onto the escalator of the mall, closed my eyes, and let it carry me to the quiet lake island, the noise of people like a weakened background. At the moment, there is only my heart, with everything in my dreams.

When I opened my eyes, the escalator journey had reached its end and I was pulled back to reality. There seemed to be something strange in my heart, I couldn't stop worrying, my heart seemed to be entangled, and it seemed to be sinking, and I always felt that a whirlpool was devouring my soul.

In this steel paradise, full of performers and spectators, ukiyo-e garden dreams, gentle and rustic magical forests, the boundary between temptation and commerce has become blurred.

I thought it would be nice if it was a dream of the stars, and it would be gone.

As I got off the escalator, I saw a shop selling canvas bags, with a mottled mahogany board hanging from a rattan band with the words "Strawberry Heaven" inscribed in brown and black. Strawberry Paradise, Secondary 2 but psychedelic, it's so good, the corners of my mouth can't help but bend, and then it returns to its normal face. If there is a paradise, it is not the appearance of a library, but made of strawberries?

Suddenly, I noticed a short-haired cat wearing a magician's top hat drawn in the lower right corner of the board, and for a moment, I heard a laugh. This...... Was it the cat? Was it my auditory hallucination? Just as I was stunned, the cat suddenly moved, and it suddenly showed me a mysterious smile, and the corners of its mouth twitched, but it did! I immediately took three steps back, and for a moment the world was so silent that I could only hear the beating of my heart, as if it was about to jump out of my chest. I felt a little nauseous due to the rapid heartbeat.

Can't calm down, if I'm not mistaken...... No, no, no, maybe it's just an electronic GIF, yes, yes, whatever, it's just an electronic image, a little animation made by a mischievous programmer. Today's technological development is really good, electronic GIFs can be so realistic, amazing. I settled down and took a few steps forward, and the cat looked at me with a smile and a silence. Is it still my delusion, I always feel that those emerald eyes are staring at me, as if they can see everything about me, and I can't help but shudder. Ah, what's going on? I avoided the cat's gaze, feigning to be calm, but the universe in my mind was rolling in the waves.

I didn't dare to look at it. I don't know why, but there is always a sure voice in my heart telling me that this cat has something to do with some kind of mysterious surreality. Don't think about it, it's wisest to just run. As long as I leave immediately, and no longer look at the cat, I can continue with my ordinary but rather enjoyable life, and today's incident is regarded as my own delusion.

I want to leave, I want to leave here, and although I can't say that I am satisfied with my life everywhere, I can still feel the joy of life all the time. I'm leaving!

But my body was as heavy as a piece of iron, and I stood in place, unable to move. Ah, well, I'll admit, I know deep down I care anyway. Or rather, my intuition told me that this mysterious cat would transport me to a new world of fantasy.

My instincts have always been accurate. I've never felt that rationality was on par with intuition. Rationality may be just a kind of utopian meaning that human beings themselves give themselves. Reason itself does not exist, it is a noble name that human beings have given themselves to this group of ideas.

I felt the feeling that Strickland, the hero of "The Moon and Sixpence", was driven by a powerful force beyond his inner will. The sensation made my whole body tremble, and no matter how much I disguised it, I knew I couldn't suppress the firmament of my nature. The human will is like a drop of water to the ocean in front of nature, and the natural law of the water droplets flowing into the ocean is bitter and unshakable.

I slowly raised my head, my gaze wandering, and finally stopped at the cat's face.

That's it after all. Helpless on the surface, but secretly happy. Ha ha.

At that moment, the cat really smiled. Its smile has a sense of gloom that transcends words, but I don't feel a little scared, my heart is more secure than ever, I am really a contradiction.

At this moment, the only thing I could feel was my body being sucked in and sucked in by its emerald eyes. What kind of world will I fall into? I let the wind whistling in my ears with the smell of the pink and gold bow bottle of lady's dreamy eau de toilette, sluggish and sluggish.

The weightlessness of the body condensed in the chest, and it tumbled for a long time. The shadowy floating light shattered in the deep sea sealed by time, and thoughts flew in the clear ethereal. Sudden contemplation drifted in the flowery story, slipping, but gradually fading the color. In a trance, the steamy steaming and noisy laughter of the old bathhouse came out clearly, and the echo of the flow overpowered me, and I couldn't move, so I had to give up.

Sometimes you give up the struggle, but you get an unexpected pleasure as if you have traveled into the stratosphere. I always feel that acceptance and resistance are actually only separated by a weak layer of tulle paper, and they will easily transform each other. To resist is to accept, and to accept is to resist. In this way, it will be fine.

I felt that my consciousness was gradually becoming cloudy, and everything in the chaos seemed to be a world away.

I don't know how long later, when I woke up, I realized that I had come to a terrible place.

The world is a different place.

I didn't expect it, I had a hunch, and a voice in my heart kept echoing, and I knew that change was about to begin. If it can explain why, then it must not be the truth of the matter, but just a line of thought on the surface, and I follow the line of my own thinking, and I have made a high-sounding sentence that I feel strange but persuade myself to accept. The truth is ineffable, and once the words are spoken, they are far from the truth. It's really sad, and no one can do it. Human beings, even if they study the mysteries of the universe like Hawking, will not be able to break through the essence of being an animal after all.

It was pitch black all around, so deep that there was an inexplicable sense of nobility. In this dark world, there is nothing to say or nothing to say.

Because, anything can happen, and the adventure of the new world is about to begin.

At this moment, the silver magic array was overwhelmingly snared, countless circles and stars jumped and flowed, and the pitch-black curtain suddenly turned into a sweet galaxy.

I froze. It's so beautiful, so beautiful that you forget all your troubles. Even if I am swallowed up by this place, I will not regret it.

I feel the corners of my eyes **. Why did I cry? Because I was moved, because I was shocked by beauty, or because I had finally found my subconscious dream? I gasped, tears and breath blended together, and my body felt more refreshed than ever.

The sound of music mixed with roses and lilacs sounds, this music is the kind of academic fantasy music, and listening to it will make people feel that life is very good.

Suddenly, the cat appeared, the kind that appeared out of nothing, and no one knew where it came from, like a magic trick, only the result of presentation, and no process of change. On the frame of a magical star map, it rolls like a hamster. It looked at me, and my heart shook, and I hurriedly looked away. I softened, looked at it again, and found that it had the same sage smile that it had shown me before.

Ah, this cat, Mona Lisa doesn't know how to feel when she sees it, hehe. The corners of my mouth curled uncontrollably, and then I returned to my previous false appearance.

"You're finally here. He lifted his high hat up, jumped in front of me, struck with one foot behind the other, and skillfully waved his cane, and as I had expected, spoke.

"I ...... You know I'm coming?" I don't know why I replied

"Of course I do. Actually, you know that. He gave him a "you know" look.

I blushed, was I right?

"Welcome to O'Ao's Magic Circle, which can open the door to any paradise you want to visit, and all the keys are in my hands. It jumped to the other side and stroked the hair on its neck. "Oh, yes, my name is O'O, that's my name anyway, I've already called this name, it's a fact. ”

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