[Shaman King] He has a cat

Shen Du never thought that one day she would be stumped by the unlock code of her mobile phone.

The sound of cars passing by from the residents downstairs. The summer of 2020 is extremely hot. People are used to it. The word “highest temperature in history” is like a limited-time discount in a supermarket. If you use it more times, you will lose the original excitement. sex.

The air conditioner was blowing slowly, and Xia Chan's neighing came from outside the window. She was lying on the sofa holding her mobile phone, as if hoping that the increased distance could wake up her memory. A line of words appeared on the familiar and unfamiliar screen:

【enter password:______】

After her fingers paused for a moment, she entered her birthday, the screen shook, and the standby page remained motionless.

She tried a few more random number combinations, all of which ended in failure.

"..." Shen Du sighed and put down the phone.

"Mother."

"what's up?"

"What's your password to unlock your phone?"

"..." Shen Yan, who was passing by the living room, glanced at her daughter lying on the sofa, and reported a series of numbers.

She entered the same combination of numbers, and the screen of the phone answered.

"I told you not to lie on the sofa and look at your phone. It's bad for your neck and eyes." Shen Yan picked up the car keys on the table, and before going out, she couldn't hold back and said, "Remember to order less takeout."

"..."

"... Mom, can you say it again?"

"say what?"

"Don't lie on the sofa and look at your phone and don't order takeaway."

"..."

The anti-theft door closed relentlessly.

Shen Du sat up from the sofa, and the time displayed on the phone screen was [-]:[-] in the morning. Her body, which had not slept on a soft bed for a long time, was not used to this kind of luxurious enjoyment. She originally thought that she would sleep until noon , As a result, I woke up at seven o'clock in the morning.

Swipe across the screen and click on the red dots of the WeChat group one by one. The college students who graduated at the same time are complaining about the internship, the family group is forwarding social news and health secrets, and then scrolling up is a series of congratulatory messages congratulating the cousin on her marriage. I no longer remember the red envelopes I opened.

——Have you come back from Kyoto?

The last message sent by her friend, the chat record shows the time last night, when her plane just landed.

With his fingers resting on the keyboard of the input method, Shen Du lost his mind for a while, and then slowly began to reply to the message.

She spent the whole morning sorting out the broken connection with the world during this time.

The photos she took in Kyoto before are kept in the mobile phone album, and the first page of the memo is a popular travel guide to Kyoto on the Internet.

Flipping through those things felt like revisiting her childhood photo album after she went to college.

She clicked on the delivery software and ordered an iced milk tea for herself.

Maybe it was because she hadn't had milk tea for a long time. In the evening, she felt a strange yet familiar cramping pain in her abdomen, which made her break out in a cold sweat immediately.

When Shen Yan came home from get off work, she saw no one in the living room. When she walked into the room, she saw a bulge on the bed.

"... How old are you, how come you can't even remember your own days."

"..."

She endured the pain and laughed dryly: "It's been a long time since I came here."

It was because she was overconfident today. She not only ordered a large portion of milk tea for herself, but also ordered spicy hot pot and crayfish. No matter how hard she tasted, she also poured a glass of iced cola after drinking the milk tea.

Shen Du regretted it, she regretted it extremely now, and finally recalled the painful reality: she was prone to dysmenorrhea.

The warm baby was stuffed into the quilt, hot water was handed to her eyes, the abdominal cramps gradually eased, and her tired body relaxed. She couldn't remember when she fell asleep.

The world in the dream is hazy, the reality fades into a hazy white mist, the consciousness keeps softening and sinking, falling into a dream without time.

The cat is lying on the corridor basking in the sun, the spring petals are slowly falling from the branches, and the sun that falls on the body is so warm that it makes people reluctant to leave.

She seems to have slept for a long time.

"Time to wake up."

The voice was very gentle, with a faint smile.

She didn't want to move, and she didn't want to get up, and the lazy tiredness soaked into her bones with the spring.

...Let me sleep a little longer, she muttered to herself.

But the white mist slowly faded away, the spring sunshine disappeared, and the vibrating bell replaced it. She subconsciously wanted to avoid the source of the noise, turned halfway over, and was grabbed by the shoulder.

"...Get up quickly."

wait a second.

But the other party seemed to have not heard her heart, and said in an emphatic tone: "Get up and drink the medicine."

I said, wait...

Shen Du woke up.

The dim light of the bedside lamp came into view, and the night outside seemed to be very dark, and only the dots of lights were still on in the residential building opposite.

Her mother was sitting beside her bed, holding a cup of hot water with ginger and brown sugar in her hand.

"Get up and drink this before going to sleep."

The cup was very hot, Shen Du slowly sat up.

She doesn't like to eat ginger, and she usually picks out ginger when she encounters it when eating.

The empty cup was quickly placed on the bedside table, and when she lay down again, she heard the person beside the bed say:

"What happened recently?"

"……what?"

"I'm your mother." Shen Yan softened her tone, "What happened during the time I don't know?"

She looked at the ceiling, which was stuck with stars that had faded many years ago.

When she was young, she would imagine that it was the real night sky, where the Milky Way was brilliant and full of stars that were hard to see in the city.

"I have a favorite person."

Everything in her backpack is still there.

Tour brochures, bank cards, bus tickets... even the keys are intact, if not for a golden bell, she would almost think that those ten years were a fantasy that only existed in her mind.

There has never been an onmyoji named Asakura Leaf King in this world. The most famous onmyoji in the Heian period was Abe Seimei. There is still a shrine dedicated to him in Kyoto, and Seimei Festival is held every autumn equinox.

I can't find it online, and there is no record in the museum. If I ask someone, the other person will just look at her blankly.

"Asakura...what?"

Shen Du looked at the ceiling.

"Mother."

Her voice was not as calm as she had imagined.

Wet things fell down her cheeks and into her ear sockets, she didn't look away, and the dim stars became blurred in her vision:

"I may not see him."

She might, never see him again.

In Ertiao City, the golden lacquered partition was still there, and the tourists in the corridor had changed. When she opened the door, she found that the miracle of traveling through time and space had disappeared.

The room behind the door was empty, with nothing in it.

The hair on the sideburns scattered around her ears was gently rolled up, and her mother stretched out her hand and slowly wiped off the wetness on her face, "Are you two... are you going your separate ways now?"

The light is the sun at night, the melting light blurs the darkness and flows from the head of the bed to the ground.

This is her room, and there are traces of her past in every corner of this room.

Shen Du looked at the ceiling without answering.

She said softly, "Mom, can I ask you a question?"

"what is the problem?"

"These years," she paused for a long time, "why didn't you find someone else?"

"...It's not that I didn't look for it again." Shen Yan smiled, "It's just that I didn't meet the right person."

She opened her mouth and said nothing.

"It's not because of you."

Her mother patted her head, and her voice and breath eased together: "A good relationship should be the icing on the cake of your life, not a necessity for your life."

"If there is such a person, it is of course very good, if there is no such person, then it is nothing."

After a pause, Shen Yan added: "So you should go abroad to study in graduate school, and don't think about staying with me."

"……Eh?"

"Do you think I can't see anything?"

She slowly recovered and tried to struggle: "Don't you want me to spend more time with you?"

"Do you think I have no friends?" Her mother showed a look of disgust, exactly the same as when she came home from college summer vacation and stayed at home for a long time, "You are limited to two years for me to go abroad for graduate school, move out early Leave me alone and quiet."

"..."

After finishing speaking, her mother stood up and put the stack of reference books on the bedside table before leaving the room: "When I feel better tomorrow, get up and recite vocabulary for me."

She looked at the reference books.

"……Mother?"

The door that was about to close gave a slight pause.

"I love you very much."

Very, very, very loving, even thinking of my mother makes me want to cry.

Because no matter how far away she is, no matter whether she is an adult or not, she will always be mother's daughter.

She raised her head and said with a smile, "Thank you for giving birth to me."

……

Once people get busy, time passes quickly.

The deadline for applications to study abroad is in December.She can't catch up with this year's application season, but she can spend a year to pass the exam, prepare materials, and learn about the school of her choice.

During this period, she took the driver's license test, thinking that one more skill would be one, and passed the Japanese language proficiency test by the way.

Another year of summer vacation is approaching. When she was typing on the keyboard to write paperwork, her aunt called her and asked her if she would like to go to the United States this summer vacation to tutor her cousin who is going to high school there and is about to go to university. .

"I heard that you plan to go to the United States to study in graduate school. This time, you also did well in the graduate entrance examination. This time, you can go there first to familiarize yourself with the environment."

She looked at the calendar on the wall. In the months of summer vacation, except for the task of writing paperwork, everything else was blank.

……

"The flight is about to take off, please fasten your seat belts."

The psychic who passed the preliminaries looked up, and the face of the patriarch of the Pachi tribe appeared on the screen inside the plane, and the old man with a feather crown smiled and announced: "Next, we will entertain everyone who is going to the village of the Pachi tribe in the United States. "

Little Heitan turned around.

"It's about to begin, my lord."

Asakura, who was sitting in the middle of a row of seats, responded with a smile: "Ah, it's about to start."

The moment the voice fell, the fuselage vibrated violently, and the surrounding passengers were crushed to the back of the seat by the force of acceleration. Amidst the screams of chaos, the whole plane took off almost vertically from the ground without any warning, and rushed into the sky.

In October 1999, the war of psychics officially entered the next round of trials.

The author has something to say:

Countdown to reunion.

You can guess which side is crossing this time【x

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