Ye Luoli: Go ask the magical tarot cards

(Preliminary reminder: This book is an abstract entertainment work written by a college student in his spare time. I am an INFJ, that is, a green old man, and I am very interested in the occult.

This book contains a lot of thoughts on mysticism, and of course, it also contains some thoughts on the harmonious coexistence of man and nature, and how to redeem others while redeeming oneself...

The whole thing will be very contradictory, and Zina's personality will also be contradictory. After all, looking at it from a child's perspective and looking at it again when you grow up will produce completely different results. One is a painting with a vase pattern, and the other is a vase drawn on a painting. Children will not express their fantasies on paper just to make it look like a picture.

In the early stage, Zina was a child, imitating another self. But there is a time difference between the fairyland and the human world, so when the plot officially begins, Zina has grown up, but at the same time, she is more contradictory.

Zina's love for everything is not without reason, whether it is card spirits, fairies, or Ye Luoli warriors.

Finally, it is stated that the ending of the protagonist will be to choose destruction between self-salvation and maintaining his perfect image, but everything will have a good result. As for whether the fairies and Ye Luoli warriors will turn evil and whether they will have their own ideas, it is up to everyone to explore.

I hope this "sunny and positive" metaphysical article can give readers some thoughts about mystery, emotion, and contradiction in this era of information explosion, even if it has no meaning and cannot be defined...)

"I like Sister Na so much, woooo (┯_┯). Why do you want to blacken my Sister Na? She refuses to give up the parents she has longed for. What's wrong with her?"

"No, Sister Na is so cool. The red dress touches my heart. After so many years, I still only love Sister Na, woo woo my Sister Na."

As you can see, Qin Yin is watching Ye Luoli Fairy Dream. For primary school students, this animation may be a little childish, but for college students like Qin Yin, it is just right. There is clear stupidity in her eyes, and there is also deep love for Sister Na in her mouth.

However, her love for Zina alone could not support her to finish watching the domestic god Ye Luoli. In this regard, Qin Yin had her own countermeasure, which was to promote Zina.

Of course, this is not about pushing down the paper man Zina, but about loving what Zina loves, liking what Zina likes, standing in Zina's position, and fantasizing that you can become Zina.

Yes, Qin Yin likes Qi Na very much. Like her clothes, like that she only plays high-end games, like everything about her.

Perhaps it was because obsession would eventually pay off. One night, she had a dream in which she became Zina.

In her dream, she became a young Zina accompanied by her parents. Sister Na's family conditions were relatively good, and she had a family that loved her, but it was a pity that they would eventually leave her.

Yes, Zina’s parents still didn’t come back, they died in the accident, and Zina is still the poor little girl in the animation.

Qin Yin wanted to hug the poor little girl, but she couldn't do it. She was an outsider, like a spirit wandering in an animation. She couldn't touch anyone. The whole world was rejecting her and telling her in a warning tone that she was just an audience and could do nothing.

“No, I don’t want it (*｀へ′*).”

Qin Yin shouted in her dream, but it was just a dream after all? Was it?

A sharp brake sound woke Qin Yin up. What did she see?

Zina and her grandmother were still on the zebra crossing, but the car couldn't stop!

Is it the smell of alcohol? Is he driving under the influence? Yes! It must be! The middle-aged man who came from my spirit body drank alcohol and was driving under the influence!

"No! No, don't take my sister Na away! No!"

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everything made a sharp sound like a broken mirror. As the master of the dream, I easily caught up with the car, but I still couldn't touch the girl I wanted to save. I passed through her body, but nothing happened.

I turned around in panic and saw the poor man who was pushed away by my grandma.

Yes, Zina may have just hit her head, maybe had a concussion, but she lost her last relative forever. Her grandmother, has already...

Qin Yin hurriedly tried to help the old man up, but she couldn't do it. Her hand passed through again, and she couldn't touch it. The malice of this world rushed into her mind. It was like a joke, a satire, mocking her powerlessness.

She is an outsider after all.

Qin Yin looked at the fallen girl in a daze. She didn't know how she got in front of the girl. If she had to describe it, she would be like a walking corpse.

"Zina? I seem to have seen you become even more autistic and desperate. It seems like she has nothing left."

When I woke up from the dream, there was a long silence.

Why? Why would I have such a dream? My little Zina won't experience this, right? Forget it, I'd better go to the morning!

From that day on, Qin Yin never dreamed of Qi Na again. This also made her feel that the dream was just a nonsensical nightmare. But... a month later, she dreamed of the girl again.

She was... a little embarrassed, and her eyes were dull. The lifeless braids made Qin Yin a little confused. Was she? Zina?

She? Yes! I will never forget the red that amazed me. She was Zina, but not. She was the more miserable Nabao, my Nabao.

Qin Yin couldn't help hugging Xiao Qi Na. The solid touch made her feel unreal. Did she touch it? Oh my God, I touched my Na Bao. I was dreaming. Well, I was.

But this is really, incredible. My Nabao, hehehe (o﹃o ).

"Excuse me, who are you?"

A voice as thin as a mosquito entered Qin Yin's mind. A pair of bright eyes were looking at her, but they still had no spirit.

"I'm......"

Qin Yin was a little confused. Who was she? Qin Yin? But in front of Nabao, she was just a humble Natui. Woo woo (┯_┯), but can I say it? Will I be regarded as a weird sister?

Qin Yin thought about it for a long time, and finally made up her mind, closed her eyes and said: "I want to be Qi Na's hairdresser. I am a fan of Sister Na, and I like Nana the most!"

Just one sentence drained all of Qin Yin's strength. She collapsed like a puppet without support, her face flushed.

What did you say? This is obviously weirder than saying your own name, okay? (?_ _)?

"I understand. My sister is the one who watched me grow up. But why do you want to be me? I am obviously nothing... I am just an unwanted... abandoned doll... No one wants to play with me, and no one cares about me..."

The voice was very ethereal and slightly distorted, but Qin Yin didn't care. She only cared about the girl in front of her, the Qi Na she had loved since childhood.

What almost came out of her mouth was a weak cry, "You still have me, Zina! No matter what, no matter what, I love you!"

"Thank you, but I'm really tired. If you really like me, then, are you willing to be me? You've disappeared for 5 years, and I really can't hold on any longer. Can you go on for me?"

Not sure if it was an illusion, Zina felt relieved. But Qin Yin was confused. To become... Zina? Can I? To become the Ye Luoli warrior with mysterious magic, Zina?

Before Qin Yin could answer, a strong attraction came over her. She was a little confused, but her spirit became one with Zina, she became the goddess of her childhood, and became Zina's poor little girl.

Along with this came Zina's memories of the past decade, her joys, sorrows, anger, and everything about her. From colorful memories to gray memories, and nearly half of them were gray and black, some of which were unclear, but they contained emotions that were almost tangible, was it pain, grief, despair, or something else? But there was no doubt that this was not beautiful, and her owner had become somewhat numb.

At the same time, the inheritor of the memory didn't want to watch it anymore. She just felt distressed, distressed for the childhood goddess.

I walked mechanically on the road, as if this new world had nothing to do with me.

Well, maybe it really had nothing to do with it before, but now I am Zina. The dream is still going on, but Qin Yin can feel that she has woken up. Or rather, the part of herself that is unwilling to give up her past life has woken up. She is still in that ordinary world, and what is left is the childlike self.

Okayヽ( ￣д￣;)ノ, what I actually want to express is that “I” was such a fool that I just agreed to it.

She became Zina, the poor little Zina who lost all her relatives... She was so stupid that she gave up her happy family, gave up the art school where she had only studied for a month, and started her life all over again.

I wanted to laugh, but it was just a forced smile.

"In order not to disappoint that expectation, I replaced that poor soul that was already broken. I really gave in, but there was nothing I could do. That heartless self has gone back, and maybe she also regretted it. However, I can only make the best of it. Now, all the ordinariness does not belong to me anymore, and I am no longer the good girl Qin Yin. I am now the magical girl Madoka! No, it's the Ye Luoli warrior Zina."

Well, Zina is still that somewhat clear-headed and silly middle school student. I won’t say more about her because it will be embarrassing (︶︿︶) =凸.

In short, I am torn apart, both physically and mentally. After all, I am not denying it, and I am not completely emotional, but it is definitely not that I am irrational, it is not (?w?)hiahiahia, at least I don’t admit this part. This part is just too sincere, okay, I did agree to it in a fit of anger, and now I regret it a little, especially the fact that I have to cook for myself after returning home, I regret it very much.

"Ah! My dear mother, can you travel through time and space and cook for me, mom (??? ? ???). Your silly beauty is a kitchen killer, mom, woooo (┯_┯), is my journey through time and space going to end early because I can't cook, mom? Mom, come and save me, mom, Caicai, I'm hungry, laolao, woooo."

"Mommy, your baby is hungry. Forget it-_-||, I'd better buy instant noodles. It's impossible to cook, unless the convenience store and the cafeteria can starve me to death (??? ? ???)."

(Qina and Qin Yin are not two people, but two personalities that collide across time and space, two different ways of thinking, or anything that can help you understand the difference between adults and children.

Zina will eventually forget why she came here, but her instinct tells her that no one is unworthy of being saved, just in different ways. There must be something hateful about pitiful people, but this cannot affect the fact that he deserves to be saved at this moment.

Qin Yin may be more restrained. She can balance the relationship between her sensibility and rationality, but she is really good at deceiving others. However, she can never deceive herself. She has not forgotten her original fantasy.

The dream of Ye Luoli Fairies is ultimately just a dream. No matter who you are, you will wake up from the dream, but are all the things in the dream really meaningless? Then why do people in distress always place their hopes on mysticism, on the non-existent gods or the afterlife?

Believe it or not, the thoughts here are very clear, after all, it comes from the hands of a college student who has no pressure in life. It doesn't matter whether you can read it or not, I just want to show my thoughts, my thinking, and record every touch that belongs to me.

I wish to find a quiet sea of ​​flowers amidst the chaos of the world, pick a flower, and dedicate it to myself who is no longer a child...)