[Brother War] On the heroine's self-cultivation

A sweet night without dreams.

When waking up, Fangfo heard the faint singing of birds, opened his eyes, and the dim light outlined the vague outline of the room through the gaps in the curtains.

The warm quilt made her a little dazed, she stared for a long time before turning her head, facing a pair of eyes that were wandering around.

Ema: ...

Mi: "Good morning sister!"

When Mi, who was full of energy, washed up and went downstairs to eat breakfast, Yachen and Youjing were already sitting in the dining room drinking coffee.

"Morning, did you sleep well yesterday?" Yachen first smiled at Ema, then caught Mi who threw herself into his arms, and began to help him get breakfast.

"It's pretty good. I feel like the energy I expended some time ago has been replenished." Ema casually picked up some cheese toast, pulled out a chair and sat across from Youjing, "You guys got up really early."

You Jing smiled helplessly, "It's rare that I don't have to make breakfast, I'm not used to it."

Ema took a sip of the milk and blinked slyly, "It's because Jing Ge is not used to eating Western-style breakfast."

"I'm not used to it." Youjing slowly cut up a small piece of steamed chicken, a special Norwegian delicacy. "Thinking of these high-calorie delicacies around me during this period of time, people of my age are really worried."

Ema, who just took a bite of a slice of bread coated with sweet goat cheese, froze for a moment, put down her fork resentfully, looked up at the man opposite who said she was worried about eating but didn't hesitate to eat, saw him and smiled softly, He lowered his head and poked the bread with a knife, muttering something softly.

"Brother Jing is really annoying."

Being reprimanded by the girl with such a sweet voice, You Jing couldn't hide his smile, pushed the fresh cod on his plate in front of her, and comforted her with puffy eyes: "I'm lying to you, eat more, I was thin before." After so much, men still prefer plump women."

"It's where the plumpness should be." Taking a big bite unceremoniously, Ema vaguely exposed the truth that was disguised by lies.

When the brothers went downstairs one after another to finish their breakfast, Anders, who had been waiting outside for a long time, got out of the car and helped them carry their luggage to the car.

Contrary to his cold and reticent image, it's not hard to see his hidden passion in action.

Anders first took them to the city hall in Oslo. This brick-red building was built in 1950 to celebrate the 900th anniversary of Oslo's founding. The layout is concave. The Nobel Peace Prize is awarded here every year. .

Thus, Ema saw the Dalai Lama on the awards record.

Ema: ...

Can she swear?

Noticing her weird expression, Tsubaki followed her gaze, but didn't see anything, and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Ema seems to be very interested in Chinese things?"

She forced a smile, "It's a little bit." It's uncomfortable to have no position for indignation.

She hasn't struggled with this new life since the beginning of her life, probably because she is in an evasive mentality, and she doesn't usually get in touch with things about China, and she only thinks that she is in a new world, which is different from her previous life. Draw a line.Now that I suddenly come into contact with something that I could confidently criticize in my previous life, I suddenly feel at a loss as to what to do.

After holding back for a long time, I still couldn't hold back.Cursed in a low voice: "This award is really sick!"

Tsubaki and Azusa, who heard her swearing for the first time, looked at each other, not quite understanding Ema's sudden anger.

Qizhi glanced at her unobtrusively, and thought for a moment, "From the perspective of China, the Dalai Lama seems to be defined as a reactionary who splits the country's territory and destroys peace."

"Yes!" Ema angrily agreed.

Tsubaki was still confused, "But what does this have to do with you?"

"..." She was speechless for a long time before she said weakly, "I just don't like it, I just like to meddle in other people's business, okay? Leave me alone."

Seeing her turn her head and leave angrily, Tsubaki looked at Azusa without knowing why, and then turned to Qizhi, "What did I say wrong?"

Neither of them could answer.

After leaving the city hall, Anders led them around the streets and alleys. In addition to the glacier art form of the Art Nouveau Palace, the bronze statue of Ipsen erected at the entrance of the Old Grand Theater, and the wooden church of Ornes. It is also interesting to see the green forests everywhere and the small animals that cross the road from time to time.

Ema, who was in a depressed mood, looked out of the car window without focus. Those Norwegians with different features walked scatteredly, at a slow pace, with an expression that was almost indifferent. Most of them don't pay attention to the cars passing by. Even if they accidentally look at each other, they will look away without any response.

The sun was shining brightly, but the city looked deserted and gloomy.

This made her spirit more diffuse.

Ang also felt a little strange, "Why are there so few people here, and why do they all have melancholy expressions?"

"Probably because of the slow pace of life of Norwegians, closed geographical environment, and loose population distribution." Kiori, who acts as a humanoid computer, explained consciously, "Norway is the richest country in Northern Europe, and its very high welfare benefits make them There is no pressure in life at all, and naturally there is a little less motivation in life. Their national character is a lack of initiative, of course-they are also very representative in terms of willingness to help others."

He looked at Anders, who was driving ahead, as a typical example.

"Is Ema also affected by this atmosphere?" Azusa watched her expressions and actions with concern.

Sitting behind Ema, a strand of flaxen hair curled around her fingertips, and said with a lazy smile, "Why, my little sister is also sentimental?"

In the eyes of the Asahina brothers, Ema has always been a calm and rational image of a girl who is not like a girl of this age. No matter what happens, she will not be impatient and shaken, and she has never even seen her get angry and lose control.

It was the first time they had seen her look so depressed now.There are worries, but there are more novelties.

Tilting her head and pulling her hair back, Ema glanced at them lightly, "I'm just thinking."

"Thinking about what?" Yusuke asked without concentration.

"How to protect the peace of the world and implement love and real evil."

"White hole, a white tomorrow is waiting for us!" Mi jumped up reflexively, showing off her cuteness, "That's it meow~~"

Asahina brothers: "..."

a little cold.

Anders and the others then took them to the highlighted scenic spot - Vigeland Sculpture Park.

Fengdou was somewhat disapproving, "What's so interesting about the park, isn't it a place for citizens to relax and entertain, it must not be fun."

This time it was not Kiori's turn, and the authentic Norwegian spoke seriously.

"Verland Sculpture Park is a masterpiece left by the famous Norwegian sculptor Gustav Vigeland who spent half his life. There are 192 statues and 650 reliefs. It is the largest sculpture park in the world today. Oslo is also known as The City of Sculptures. Most of these sculptures are body and body, depicting the various forms of people from life to death, and all of them are lifelike. These sculptures all reflect the same theme, that is, life, so it is also called "Life Park". .” When talking about this topic, Anders’ tone was much more emotional.

To secretly whisper to the light next to him, "He said, it's the body?"

You Jing gave him an elbow unceremoniously, Ya Chen also put his arms around Mi and gave him a look.

Chun snickered, "Don't think of yourself as a monk if you take off your cassock!"

The car was parked at the entrance of the park. Everyone felt that a group of people crowded together was too messy, so they dispersed, either to appreciate art or...to raise their eyes.

Ema walks across the "Bridge of Life" that depicts the lives of people of all ages, men, women, and children from birth to death. Accompanied by fountains and surrounded by flowers, the "Tree of Life" depicts the deep emotional attachment between family members. Stopping for a moment in front of you symbolizes the continuation of life from generation to generation. The endless "pillar of life" is interdependent and closely related to people. The endless cycle of "ring of life" is too artistic and refers to men. The female organs were too obvious, so she just glanced at them hastily.

Finally, it stops at two naked male sculptures sitting together with their knees tucked in expressionless eyes. What is the author trying to show through these two meditators?

Refusing to admit that she has no artistic attainments, she racked her brains and tried to figure it out in her head.

Someone behind her suddenly patted her left shoulder, she was startled, and turned to the left and back, and was about to turn from the right to face her and brushed her forehead hair.

"Are you scared?" Yao Wu smiled honestly.

"..." Ema rolled his eyes at him, "I'm not bored."

You want to wrap your arms around her nonchalantly, and put half of your body weight on her shoulders, "Are you thinking about love and peace again?"

"No." Ema pushed twice but didn't push it away. She, who was sadly used to being harassed, didn't bother to care anymore, and raised her chin to signal him to look at the sculpture in front of him.

"What do you say this represents?"

You have to think carefully for a while, "Are you saying that even if you are naked with your buddies, you can't do without a woman?"

"..." He stepped heavily on the back of his instep, then shook off the waist that had been loosened by the pain, and walked forward in large strides.

He bumped into Hikari head-on with his hands in his jeans pockets and his head tilted sideways as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing Ema, his stern eyebrows stretched out, and a faint smile appeared on his indistinguishably beautiful face.

"This is really a wonderful place." The light that faded away from the indistinct sharpness when we get along with each other usually appears deep and calm, with distant and deep eyes, "From the birth of a baby, through childhood, adolescence, youth, adulthood, and old age, Until death. People are addicted, vigilant, struggling, and desperate in this process... It's like a steep and trembling melody."

"Brother Guang's novels are often written around this." The light surrounded by philosophy doesn't bother her as much as before, so she can chat with him calmly.

Guang was a little surprised, "I didn't expect you to watch it too." He thought she hated him so much that she didn't want to talk to him at all.

I just wanted to say that I just read a book over there, and I just laughed, "Humans are really amazing creatures. There are more than 60 billion people in the world. Countless people are living, dying, and dying every day. In life, no one is the same as another. Sometimes I have to lament the greatness of the Creator."

"The Creator?" Ema's heart beat half a beat faster, "Brother Guang believes in gods?"

"Maybe. Wouldn't it be easier to push the incomprehensible to the gods?"

"It's too stupid to say that."

"In order to be able to live without any burden, it doesn't matter what a rascal. Besides, the gods won't blame me for this, right?"

Ema, who was caught by his sophistry, also laughed unknowingly, "That's right."

"Then..." She pretended to be casual and asked quietly, "Brother Guang, do you believe in reincarnation?"

"Believe it."

Light lowered his head, looked at her, and spoke calmly but forcefully, "Even if it's a soul, it's more cost-effective to reuse it than to recreate it again and again. I don't think gods like mechanical work."

Shocked by these unbelievable words, Ema, who had been brainwashed by others before, was also shaken by the naturalness in Hikari's tone.

"Indeed..." Ema smiled slowly, and the haze in her heart was swept away.She looked at Hikari with admiring eyes, and gave a rare compliment, "You really deserve to be a novelist, you really have a clear and unique worldview."

Light bowed slightly to express his gratitude for her compliment.

He is indeed a very good novelist, even if he plays casually, he can justify himself.

In the Guangxin who adheres to the "I" doctrine, the only god is this universe-of course, these insignificant things do not need special explanation.

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