I survive in a high-risk world by writing essays

On the appointed day, I went out a little earlier and took a bus to Kanagawa.

The movie theater that the kid named Yoshino made an appointment with is a movie theater in a slightly remote location that doesn't look very lively.A lone movie promotional poster is crudely pasted on the wall outside.

Compared with the movie theaters near the big shopping malls, this movie theater can only see a conductor, and I don’t see popcorn sellers—although I don’t have the habit of eating popcorn when watching movies, at most I watch them at home When I see a boring place, I will eat something.

"Excuse me, what movies are there?" The waiter hadn't arrived yet, so I asked the conductor what movies were on the way.

“1:15有一场《舌头与肝脏一起溃烂了》，是美国恐怖片，1:35的《鬼畜之爱》和2:00的《上司是个幼稚鬼怎么办》是爱情片，还有…”

It sounds like they are all cult movies or B-grade movies. It seems that there are no good movies released recently.

And "The Tongue and Liver Fell Together" has such a Japanese title, but it's actually an American horror film?

I felt something was wrong, and looked down at a small poster of "The Liver and Tongue Fell Together" posted under the ticket window. The original English title of the movie was on the poster.

…If I read it correctly, the name of this film should be translated as "Rotten Heart and Mouth", or "Tongue and Liver Fell Together".

I thought the kid asked me to watch a Japanese-style cult movie, but I never expected... Forget it, it doesn't matter, watching movies is not the main purpose.

Just as I was thinking this way, the conductor then announced the name of a movie.

"...There is still 2:15, there is a "Fisherman", which movie do you want to watch?"

I was startled.

Why does the name of the movie at 2:15 sound a little familiar to me?

No, no, no, it's definitely not an illusion, it really has a name that seems to have popped up in my mind one day.

I was wondering, when a tentative voice came from behind, "Mr. Kuroshio?"

I turned my head following the sound and saw a boy of high school age just walking across the road.

Not a strong figure, long bangs covering half of his face, wearing a white T-shirt, looks quiet and introverted, somewhat close to the image I imagined based on his words.

"It's me, Yoshino-san." I turned around and smiled.

The introverted boy looked a little cautious and said hello in a low voice.I didn't rush to say anything, I bought two rotten tongue from the conductor... Forget it, the rotten tongue and liver rotted, anyway, it was the movie ticket for that movie.

At this time, Yoshino also saw the release information of the movie with a familiar name, and he looked a little surprised, "When will "Fisherman" be released, why is there no news?"

"Is this famous?" I also took advantage of the topic to continue, "I just wanted to say, I always feel that the name of this movie is familiar."

To be honest, I'm actually not very good at communicating with boys of this age, and I don't know what they usually talk about, and it's not easy to find a topic.

But after I asked this sentence

Yoshino looked at me with strange eyes, he hesitated to speak but wanted to say, "Mr. Kuroshio, this is the movie adapted from the novel you wrote."

"what?"

Hearing this, I gasped in surprise, "Is that so?"

Although it is said to be my novel, why do I have no impression of it—wait a minute, speaking of it, I remember that I wrote some waste manuscripts before, and I didn’t intend to take them out, but when the editor Zhongxiang came to remind me to sort them out I went to some waste manuscripts and said that I can take them out for a collection.

Later, when he sent a message asking me to name some of the stories in the collection, I picked a few names at random, which may have happened at this time.

Generally, works that I don't care about, various film and television copyrights and animation copyrights are handed over to the editor Zhongxiang. Even if he tells me, I may not remember these small things.

But if I say this kind of thing, it seems that I am not very reliable.

I coughed and changed the subject as if nothing had happened.

At this time, we had already walked into the cinema and sat down in the auditorium.

In the remote movie theater, there are not many audiences. Yoshino and I are the only two watching the movie in this screening hall. All the seats are empty, and the sound of the start of the screening can be heard in the empty auditorium. .

During the conversation along the way, I learned that Yoshino's full name is Yoshino Junpei, and he is a child of a single-parent family who is studying in a nearby high school.

As the time for the movie to play came, the movie hall went dark, and the title of the movie appeared on the curtain.

At the beginning of a standard American horror film, four teenagers and girls fall into a cannibal island.

"It seems that boys will prefer these styles of movies?" I asked.

"For me, I'm more interested in horror and novelty." Yoshino said, rubbing his cheeks with his fingers in embarrassment, and turning his head to look at me slightly, "I remember Mr. Kuroshio said in an interview Like this type?"

"That's what I said, but I really don't really appreciate those American horror movies." I thought I wouldn't be too critical in front of people who like this style of film, so I tried to say euphemistically, "Using all kinds of blood Ah, meat, the horror of things like bugs piled up is too straightforward, my aesthetics can be regarded as standard Asian aesthetics."

"Compared to the horror shown by killing and violence, the imagination generated from the human heart is the most wonderful. After all, the human heart is the primary productive force of terror." I said, nodded and agreed with my conclusion, "Leave blank It's very important."

"It is indeed Mr. Kuroshio's answer..." Yoshino was thoughtful, "Is this the so-called ghost born from the human heart?"

I didn't answer right away, but stared at the changing light and shadow of the screen in silence, pondered, and then answered after sorting out my words, "This in itself is an excuse. I'm more inclined to say that people are ghosts themselves."

This is an imagery statement. If you have to say it, most people have a safety lock that controls them from becoming a ghost. That safety lock can be an important person, an ideal, or a firm humanity.

But this is not a generalization. After all, some people are trying hard to be a person, and some people have long lost their qualifications to be a person.

Pests don't need to be called people.

Through the light of the explosion in the movie, I saw this introverted and quiet child, whose eyes sparkled when he talked about his favorite things, and the circular scar on the right forehead that was exposed a little below the hairline and not covered by bangs.

And at this moment, I suddenly felt something touch my shoulder.

Is it a reef?

I moved my hand calmly and brushed my shoulder, not quite understanding why Jiao suddenly touched my shoulder at this moment.

[If you see a dangerous mantra, just pat me on the shoulder to remind me, you know? 】

——This is what I told Jiao a long time ago.