I am a writer in Tokyo

After that, the words "We are alive so vividly" spread directly over Tokyo like a scourge.

Just like all the people who played the role of literary young people before, they would stand under a street lamp, raise their heads slightly at 45 degrees and look at the sky, and then say with a solemn look and sad words: "I am sorry for being born as a human being." Similarly, when these people meet and greet each other, they will say this: "We all live in such a vivid way."

Although such remarks seem a bit strange to their parents, isn't it because they are not alive or that their lives are not vivid enough? However, is the word bright used to describe living? If so, can we also use the term grand living?

Lin Shanggui was initially dismissive of these words. He even felt that people who usually said such words in their mouths had no future, just like the bees clinging to the outside of the hive. They claim to be the guards guarding the queen, but in reality they are nothing.

On the way home after buying groceries, I will pass a bridge. Today there is a high school student on the bridge, standing on the edge of the bridge and not knowing what he is looking at.

Originally, Lin Shang wouldn't pay attention to this kind of thing. He just wanted to watch the scenery after school.

But before he could completely walk over, he watched the boy flip over the fence neatly and plunge into the river under the bridge.

"Hey, wait, someone jumped into the river!"

"Come quickly, help...save people."

Lin Shang looked around and found that there was not a single figure, but looking at the man in the river, it was obvious that he could not swim. When his hands and feet were waving up and down, the river water was rushing into his mouth.

It's too late, it's too late.

Lin Shang didn't think much, just put the food in his hand at the foot of the railing next to him and jumped down suddenly.

It hurts.

Although he could swim, he had never jumped from this height before. Why not jump down on the nearby shore? Only then did he realize this problem.

When he rescued the child ashore, he felt more clearly the severe pain coming from his back.

"Do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

He glared at the student, then raised his head to look at the height of the bridge and the water. He admired his courage.

"Otherwise I wouldn't be able to jump, I want to die."

The boy glanced at Lin Shang, and from the look in his eyes, he probably thought that Lin Shang was a little nosy, but before he could continue talking, the water he choked on made him cough violently.

"Isn't it good to live vividly?"

Lin Shang felt that his face must be very red at this time. No, he should have become one of those bees who call themselves the queen's guards, swaying their buttocks on the outside.

"Uncle, I didn't expect that at your age, you would still say things that young people say."

Lin Shang laughed awkwardly.

The two people who survived the disaster were driven into a warm place by the cold wind. After eating a bowl of hot ramen, the boy told Lin Shang that the reason why he jumped into the river was actually very simple, that is, a girl he loved deeply left. this world.

"I was not there at the last second before she died. I would have been there every night before. It was just that there was something going on at home during that time, and my mother also passed away. When I finished taking care of my mother's funeral, Afterwards, I went to find her and found out..."

"Then you shouldn't either..."

"I am the only one left in this world."

Mr. Lin Shang was speechless and did not continue.

Obviously, such a thing was a bit beyond his expectation. He didn't know how to comfort him. If he followed the plot of Kazuki Xiaoyuan's book, then this boy would definitely die.

On a sunny day, he chose a place that was still shrouded in shadow, and then used some means that must not be exposed to the sun to end his gloomy life...

Lin Shang even thought of a name for his death, which was called The World Is Lonely.

A word suddenly popped into Lin Shang's mind, love.

He had read "Paradise Lost" several times. Although he could not understand why the two people chose to die at first, after reading it several times, he gradually began to understand.

Maybe love was made mediocre by him.

If there is only one thing in this world that can bring the greatest freedom, then it should be love.

In other words, what the child in front of me is experiencing is true love.

True love should be experienced through life, separation and death.

It is true love that leaves everything behind.

In this world, the more pure something is, the less likely it is to exist, and precisely because it is impossible to exist, countless people will pursue it.

But Lin Shang didn't think it was romantic to let this boy die.

Especially from the perspective of someone who was called uncle.

There is still a big gap between reality and the world written by those writers.

Of course, if the world written by those writers really exists, then they are not writers anymore, they should be creation gods.

"But I can't find the meaning of living anymore."

"There is no meaning in living, but I think, don't you want to meet the person who wrote your story, and the author of the recently popular "Paradise Lost"."

"Life is never given meaning by relying on others, and I feel that no matter whether it has meaning or not, living is living."

"Takehiro Kosaka knows."

He pointed to his head, "That red hat, he was also going to die before. This is not just living as usual. I think that from your perspective, you can enjoy the world better because you don't have any worries anymore.

So you don't have any burden on others to do things that must be done. So why, I mean, taking a step back, why not see more of the world before you die. "

Seeing that the boy seemed to have changed his mind, Lin Shang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

In this case, he thought he had been saved anyway, so it would be better to send him directly to Tokyo and find Kazuki Koin.

Then he told him in front of Kazuki in the small courtyard that there was a person here who wanted to die.

At the same time, I hope that as a writer, he can write something to give this boy a goal to live.

It should be regarded as giving meaning to the life of Kazuki in the small courtyard.

After all, no matter who it is, it would be extremely honorable to save people. (End of chapter)