[comprehensive] accumulated gold and bone

The breeze was gentle, and the clouds covered the sky lightly, making the warm light soften. The amusement park was crowded with people, and Fucho and Meihui sat on the adjacent side of two side-by-side benches like two people who were secretly meeting each other.

"What are they sitting and talking about?"

Kise didn't ask Ukyo, who was writing the material next to him, but said to himself that the tracking effect this time was too poor.

Youjing regretted being persuaded to participate in it: "I have an appointment with the client in half an hour, so I'm sorry."

"What kind of party?"

"Long hair, tall, broad shoulders."

Huang Lai's eyes followed the crowd flowing on the right side of You Jing: "Is that the girl?"

Ukyo followed his gaze.

"Yes, take care of my file."

A gust of wind blew by, and Kise, who had been entrusted with a heavy responsibility, saw the rattling papers in the file folder go with Ukyo, dancing and drifting into the distance.

Being slapped by the paper blown by the wind, Mei Hui regained consciousness, she didn't sleep well last night, and got up too early today.

Fucho combed her hair a few times before going out, she didn't seem to even think about it.

"You really only brought yourself here."

Mei Hui fumbled out the short-sighted mirror case from her pocket, and she also wore glasses.

"I don't see you wearing it on weekdays. Wouldn't it be inconvenient to see things?"

"It's brutal for me to see too clearly."

"How strong are your glasses?"

"forget."

Fuchou handed over his glasses, and Meihui tried to put them on.

"Just right."

The hair covering her face by her ears was rolled up by the mirror legs, and Fu Chou stretched out her hand to push it behind her ears. She visibly flinched, raised her hand as if she wanted to pick it off, and then put it down, maybe because she was afraid of disturbing her hair.

"I like the feeling of taking off my glasses. The eyes are hazy, the sharp edges and corners of people and objects disappear, the details are diluted, and the world finally becomes gentle and bearable."

As she spoke, she suddenly felt carried away and glanced at Fu Zou nervously.

"I feel the same."

Through the lens, she clearly saw Fu Zou's well-defined eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes were focused.

"It was just before. Later I found out that it was evasion and self-deception. It seems that adding a layer of soft light will give you an extra layer of defense, but everything remains the same. Miscalculation will only lead to injury and bleeding."

Mei Hui was silent for a moment, looked ahead and nodded: "It's like this amusement park, everyone wants to have fun, but if they want to have fun, they have the right to pass, the money to play the games, the people who are with them, and they have to wait in line patiently. Wait, many people can't meet these requirements. People who care about every detail and can't get up after a fall will return disappointed." She paused, "Sensitive and timid people will just go around in circles, looking at other people's actions. Anger, ignorance, joy and anger secretly hurt the spirit."

"There is another kind of person," Fu Chou looked at her with a smile, "from the beginning, he didn't want to enter this big playground, and was pushed farther and farther step by step, but he just looked back at the exit."

"Someone trapped by the past."

"The passage about taking off the glasses just now is a bit like "The Girl Apprentice"."

"Compared to Dazai's best-selling book, I like this one more, with a delicate female perspective."

As soon as they said that, a girl carrying "No Man in the World" walked by in front of them.

Fu Chou noticed Mei Hui's subtle look of disappointment: "If the author never committed suicide, would it still be so popular?"

"Valuable things are valuable no matter how they are reborn. Time refines everything." Meihui said calmly. Whether it is stone or gold, no one can tell me..."

"It's gold. I've bought a lot of gold, so I can't mistake it."

Mei Hui blinked, took off her glasses, lowered her head and wiped them with a glasses cloth, and muttered softly, "Thank you...I don't believe it."

Fufu lowered his body to look for her face, seeing her shyly: "Why don't you believe me?"

"I said that what I wrote was rubbish, and I pretended that I didn't need it, as if I could save a little bit of dignity by denying it before others denied it. In the long run, some people praised my writing, like Kodama, and I think she is lying."

"Test it."

"Ok?"

Previously, Meihui's toughness and reluctance were her defense mechanism, but now she gradually relaxed her cheeks, showing some vivid expressions.

"A writer's sensitivity, imagination and insight are key elements of a masterpiece, and the test will tell."

Meihui was at a loss: "How to test?"

Fuchou got up and squatted beside her, walked around her back with one hand, and raised her chin with both hands from behind, allowing her to look directly at the crowd, ignoring her tiny struggle and red-hot earlobes.

"Remember what reason I used to trick you here?"

Fufu pointed to a man and a woman who were arguing. Because of the distance, they could only see their agitated expressions, raising their hands and feet, and opening and closing their mouths.

"What do you think they're talking about?"

This little test attracts Meihui, and she doesn't even notice Fuchu's hand on her shoulder.

Seeing this scene, Kise, who was running around chasing the documents, frowned almost into a Chinese knot.

This kid was puzzled in front of him, he lifted up his sister like a sow wearing a bra, one set after another.

He was still angry, and for a moment he didn't see who was bumped into by the road.

"sorry."

Huang Lai wanted to help the man up from the bushes, but the man refused and kept digging into the grass. Only then did he notice that the man had been walking in the grass before, and he was also looking in their direction.

Taking a closer look at Kise, he found that this person looked familiar. He was handsome with black hair and black eyes. It seemed that he was often seen on various film sets, and he was a trickster.

"I met you, what's your name?"

As a ninja used by Gu Meimen's lawyer, she pretended to be a spy and spied on information. Kaga, who dreamed of becoming an actor, would not reveal her real name. She rushed out with one stride, got rid of Kise at a speed of [-] meters, ran to the other side of the target, and quietly found her. A grass cat got up.

Disturbed by a person rushing past, Meihui suggested: "You should give a demonstration first."

Fuchou saw a melting ice cream in the woman's hand and yelled at the impatient man.

"She asked, why put poison in my ice cream?"

Mei Hui couldn't help laughing: "He would say, who told you not to tell me that you were a man two years ago!"

Fuchao continued: "Do you mind now that the child is three months old? You can eat this ice cream!"

The woman with a slightly protruding belly really slapped the ice cream on the man's face, took something from the man's pocket, turned around and left.

"Give me the antidote, my dear!" When Mei Hui spoke, the man was holding the woman in a panic, begging tiredly and eagerly, "I don't want to die yet!"

"It's late, I'm going back to my planet, my home planet is full of joy, no discrimination, no pain."

She also said that a small parade train passed by, and after a long time the figure of a man appeared, but the woman disappeared.

The man also left after a while, she was still looking there without blinking her eyes, Fuchou supported her shoulders and accompanied her quietly.

"Someone is calling you." Mei Hui turned her head, she didn't expect the distance to be so close, and she almost froze, "Go quickly."

Like a trained rose with its thorns put away, Fufu glanced at the person she was talking about unhurriedly.

Keigo Atobe, it is really rare for this person to appear here, it is necessary to see him.

Meihui looked back on her shameless performance and nonsense just now on the chair, shrunk herself into a ball, and only hoped to return to her mother planet.

Suddenly something cold touched her cheek, she looked up, and found that it was Fu Zhou's ice-cold hand.

He greeted her in front of her: "Original flavor."

Mei Hui's first reaction was to take out the money, and the money was directly stuffed into her hand holding the change, and she walked away.

She pinched the ice cream uncomfortably, looked at passers-by boredly, and continued the quiz game in her heart. Before the ice cream melted, she saw that Fuchao left her acquaintance again and came over, holding two cute animal balloons, A rabbit, a fox, came straight up and tied the balloon ribbons around her wrists.

Meihui hesitated to speak.

After the third Fuchao brought Donald Duck over, Meihui had no choice but to say, "You..."

Fufu pulled her up and put her in Donald Duck's arms: "Would you please let me see you enjoying the amusement park?"

Fuchao took a photo of her with Donald Duck.

Meihui's eyes were flushed, and her worries were lingering, she was preoccupied with thinking how to return his kindness.

For the fourth time, Fuchao finished his conversation with acquaintances, and came over with a group photo that had already appeared, and saw a man talking to Meihui from a distance.

"...I wish you success in your writing career haha, see you soon."

Fu Chou approached and heard a sentence, he brushed past the man, and Mei Hui kept her head down from the beginning to the end.

"he is?"

"People you know."

Seeing that she didn't want to mention it, Fuchao stopped asking and handed her the photo.

"Although not as good-looking as I am."

For some reason, her mood suddenly fell to the bottom, and she remained silent.

"Can I keep it if I don't want it?"

She spoke slowly: "I got up early in the morning, put on makeup, took it off, combed my hair, and messed it up again. I am not firm, weak and incompetent."

She looked up at Fu Zou, regaining the invulnerability she had when she first met.

"Don't be nice to me, I don't deserve it."

A few days later in the trial, a thin, slender, somewhat handsome middle-aged male editor appeared on the witness stand, who was the person who talked to Mei Hui in the amusement park.

Gu Meimen found a breakthrough through some means, advocating that Meihui deceived Nishimoto's feelings, and threatened sexual false accusations in exchange for the opportunity to publish the novel, and the offensive was fierce.

"Plaintiff, do you admit that your editor-in-charge at the time, Mr. Nishimoto, promoted the publication and printing of this book?"

"Yes."

"Did you have a relationship with Mr. Nishimoto before the book was finalized?"

Mei Hui stood there stiffly and remained silent for two seconds.

"Yes."

Youjing looked at Fuchou, and Fuchou looked at Meihui.

Gu Meimen was not without pride: "Plaintiff, what else do you have to say?"

Meihui's neck was stiff, as if she felt Fuchao's gaze on her and she deliberately didn't look at him.

Anyway, for sure, he will think she is a vain and utilitarian bitch.

In the end, she just raised her left hand without saying a word, and made an international gesture, a middle finger, in the direction of Xiben and Gu Meimen with a blank face.

The author has something to say:

I like to take off my glasses and look into the distance. The whole world becomes hazy, like a dream, like a kaleidoscope, and it feels great.There is no dirt to be seen, only huge objects, and the sharp, strong light is drawn into the eye.I also like to take off my glasses and look at people.People's faces became soft, beautiful, and smiling.When I take off my glasses, I definitely don't want to argue with other people, and I don't want to utter bad words. I just stare silently and blankly.At that time, I always felt that everyone looked very kind, and would be content to be in a daze, wanting to act like a baby, and my mood became much gentler.

I really want to live beautifully.

——Osamu Dazai "The Girl Apprentice"