Everyday ordinary of Miss Miura

Ichiro Tanaka is a neighbor of the Miura family. The two families have been neighbors for about seven or eight years. However, Haru Miura does not see each other very often. Ichiro Tanaka seems to be a full-time writer. Basically, he writes about himself every day. Stuck at home writing articles, except for going shopping twice a week, the Miura family basically never saw him.

Miura Yumi is a very kind-hearted woman. She is willing to give and be kind to others. She often worries that Mr. Tanaka next door will starve herself to death at home for creation. After getting to know each other, I discovered that the other party didn't seem to have the traditional "writer" hobbies, such as being unsociable, straight-talking, and extremely low EQ.

Mr. Tanaka is tall and looks difficult to get along with on the surface, but in fact he is very friendly. Sometimes when the Miuras are not very good at dealing with electrical short circuits at home or when the plants in the garden are messed up by bad weather, Tanaka Ichiro will come and help them deal with it.It can be said that he is a very experienced person.

Haru Miura stood at the gate of Tanaka's house next door with a basket of fruits in his hand. After ringing the doorbell, he stood there obediently and waited.

After a while, the door was opened, and a tall figure stood behind the door. Tanaka Ichiro was wearing light-colored home clothes, his dark red half-long hair was tied into a small braid, and his angular face was peaceful. When he lowered his head slightly, he saw the little girl from the neighbor's house smiling at him. That cute apple face made him soften his voice involuntarily:

"It's Xiaochun, what's the matter?"

"Good evening! Mr. Tanaka!"

The burgundy-haired girl was in high spirits, and raised the fruit basket in her arms a little higher:

"Mom asked me to bring some fruits to Mr. Tanaka. They are super delicious strawberries and grapes! Don't you think the color is full?"

"Ok?"

When Ichiro Tanaka heard this, he also put his eyes on the basket of fruits. What Haru Miura said was true, every strawberry was bright red and plump, and the grapes were also round and crystal clear.He reaches for the basket:

"Thank you for your hard work Xiaochun, please thank your parents for me. Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

Tanaka Ichiro turned sideways and asked, Miura Haru was a little surprised:

"Eh? Is it okay? Will Haru not disturb Mr. Tanaka's creation?"

"I wasn't writing just now."

"Then, Xiaochun, you're welcome!"

With the approval of the host family, Haru Miura stepped into the home of writer Ichiro Tanaka for the first time.

In the living room of Tanaka's house, Miura Haru was sitting on the sofa. Tanaka made her a pot of tea, said he wanted to wash some of the fruit she had just brought, and then went to the kitchen.

Haru Miura looked at Ichiro Tanaka's house curiously, and found that it was different from what she had imagined, and it could even be said to be very simple: the style of the whole house used the Loft style, the color system used Morandi color scheme, and the walls Only a few landscape photography works are used for decoration, and there are no other redundant decorations.The tea sets used to pour tea to Miura Haru are also of pure color. At first glance, Miura Haru could not imagine that the owner of this house is a writer by profession.

You know, the mental preparation Miura Haru made for himself before stepping here is that the floor is full of books and it is difficult to move an inch.

"Awaited."

Ichiro Tanaka came out with fruit, he put the fruit plate in front of Miura Haru, and then sat on the sofa on the other side.He seems to be really not very good at talking with people. After sitting down, he looked at the fruit and frowned slightly, as if he was looking for a topic. After a while, he asked:

"Xiaochun's grades in school are pretty good, right? I heard that you often take the top ten exams."

Emmm... It seems that he is really not very good at finding topics, Mr. Tanaka.

Haru Miura smiled awkwardly in his heart, and on the surface he still answered very obediently, just like the obedient behavior he showed when facing his seven aunts and eight aunts asking about the final exam results during the Chinese New Year:

"It's so-so, it's barely enough not to drag the class down."

Haru Miura sat upright, showing the state of being asked by the dean, waiting for the other party to continue to ask about her average scores in various subjects and what competitions she had participated in.

result……

"Yes, Not Bad."

Tanaka Ichiro nodded and fell silent.

silence... silence...

Silence is Cambridge tonight. ? ? ?

Miura Haru's face was full of question marks: Is this the end?Mr. Tanaka?Mr. Tanaka? !Aren't you going to ask me about my grades in various subjects?ah? !I have an average score of 97 in all subjects, do you really not understand? !I have been elected for two consecutive years and become the No.1 outstanding student. Do you really not understand? !Hello~~~ Mr. Tanaka!Is Mr. Tanaka really not going to ask me again? !

Harun Miura felt that all the preparations she had just made in her heart collapsed in an instant. She silently ate a few grapes, and couldn't help but look at Ichiro Tanaka. Seeing the other person's eyes on the fruit plate again, she stopped silently. I still want to reach out to the hand of the fruit plate.

No, Xiaochun must find some topic to break the silence!

Thinking of this, she pulled herself together and asked:

"What kind of work is Mr. Tanaka creating recently? By the way, I heard that you just won the reader's favorite award in the serial section of Bingsheng Evening News a few days ago. Congratulations!"

Maybe this topic got to the point, Ichiro Tanaka finally moved his eyes to the little girl's face, and when he heard her talk about his recent achievements, he scratched his head a little embarrassedly:

"Ah...it's all luck...it just happens to write a story that readers like."

"But it's also great! You can get so many readers' likes, Mr. Tanaka is really a great writer! Xiaochun also likes that story very much! Mr. Rabbit, he finally escaped from the cage that trapped him. This ending Really good."

When Ichiro Tanaka heard what she said, his eyes softened visibly:

"Well, thank you for your liking. As an author, I also like this ending very much."

The story Ichiro Tanaka wrote for the Bingsheng Evening News is called "The Plastering Between Black and White". The title seems bluffing, but in fact the main character is a rabbit living in a slaughterhouse.The rabbit was rescued by the owner of the slaughterhouse when he went out. The owner found that the rabbit could talk, and was shocked. He customized a suit of clothes for him, raised him as a human being, and gave him clothes. Name "Mr. Rabbit".

Mr. Rabbit is very smart. In order to repay his kindness, he will appease the animals that are about to be slaughtered before death under the instruction of the farm owner.At first he was ignorant, turning a blind eye to the sad eyes from the same kind, but later he was confused, because he gradually had doubts: as animals, why some animals have to face a tragic fate, but he can use the rabbit's Identity lives a human life.

It shouldn't be like this.

He faintly felt it.

Mr. Rabbit has the only friend in the slaughterhouse, that is a sincere cow, who works every day for another field owned by the owner, plowing the field from morning to night every day, and is the most loyal worker.Mr. Rabbit would always go to this friend to talk about his inner confusion, but Mr. Niu just listened quietly and did not respond to him.

Until one day, Mr. Niu decided to break free from the hemp rope that bound him, and no longer work for the farm owner, for whom he had worked so hard for a long time, untied the hemp rope that bound his legs, and put it on on his neck.Mr. Rabbit rushed over after hearing the inquiry, eager to stop all this, and Mr. Niu finally spoke:

"Mr. Rabbit, in this world, there are far from answers to your inner doubts."

His gentle eyes looked at the little rabbit in the coat, and the brown bull's eyes shone brightly:

"Whether it's black or white, it will eventually be dyed with other colors, and you, who exist here, are between black and white, but you can't change everything."

"Get out of here, Mr. Rabbit."

"If black and white is not the answer, then be that dust."

After Mr. Niu finished speaking, he turned his head and quietly followed the farm owner into the slaughtering area. After a while, Mr. Rabbit, who was standing there in a daze, only heard a gunshot.

Mr. Niu died for the freedom in his heart.

In the end, Mr. Rabbit took off all the clothes on his body, and no longer walked with only two legs like a human being. He returned to what a rabbit should be. At first, he didn’t seem to be used to the forelimbs that he hadn’t used for walking for a long time, but gradually Suddenly, he found that four legs ran much faster than two legs.

He finally found the answer.

He has always been a rabbit, and the slaughterhouse is not his home, nor should it be the home of other animals.

He stole the owner's key and unlocked all the rooms where the animals were kept.

In the night, the group of animals finally returned to the forest following the path guided by the moon.

This is the most popular story since Bingsheng Evening News launched its serial column, and it has received a lot of letters from readers, and Bingsheng Evening News has also received requests from neighboring newspaper media in other cities, such as Tokyo, Yokohama, etc., hoping to get Tanaka With Mr.'s approval, the story will be reprinted.

However, I don't know why, Ichiro Tanaka is still unwilling to let his story spread to other cities. He doesn't seem to care about fame or money at all. He just wants to do what he wants, just like Mr. Rabbit and the Bull gentlemen.

"I recently wrote a new story."

Tanaka Ichiro suddenly said, Miura Haru was taken aback for a moment, and then said happily:

"Really? That's great! Xiaochun will definitely read it!"

However, the writer just paused and said:

"Actually, I don't intend to contribute to this story."

"Eh? Why?"

"Well... the reason is a bit complicated."

Tanaka Ichiro didn't say much, but got up:

"Although the story won't be published, I can show it to you Xiaochun alone."

"Hay?!! Really?!!"

Miura Haru was shocked, and pointed a finger at his chin as if he couldn't believe it.Ichiro Tanaka nodded gently, looked into Miura Haru's eyes seriously for the first time, and said to her in a magnetic voice:

"This story was originally a gift for you."

"Eh?!!"

At night, Haru Miura packed up the things to bring to class tomorrow, and then sat at the desk, took out the stack of manuscripts from the file bag that Ichiro Tanaka gave her, turned on the desk lamp, and read slowly.

"Since Swan Lake?"

She looked at the strange title, a little confused, but soon focused on the story:

'A long time ago, there was a small town. Legend has it that a prince sealed the devil with his own heart in order to seal the big crow. The heart was broken into many pieces and fell into this small town. And the prince often Wandering around in different places, trying to find my lost heart... In the small river outside the city, there is a little duck...'

It was late at night, and Haru Miura stared blankly at the end of the chapter in his hand, and murmured:

"Okay... I really want to remind you..."

She took the manuscript back and turned off the desk lamp.

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'I just want to prove one thing, that the devil tempted me then, and told me later, that I had no right to go that way, because I was but a louse, like all the rest. '

--"Grimm's Fairy Tales"