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total darkness.

Floating in this silent, sticky, dark, boiling asphalt-like space, I am like a bird with its wings imprisoned, and it is difficult for me to turn over or stretch my fingers. arrive.

However, miraculously, I could not feel any suffocation, but felt at ease, as if I was beside 【】, which made me feel extremely at ease.

However, this peace of mind finally completely deteriorated under the catalysis of time.

I started feeling too lonely.

Loneliness is a very scary thing.It is invisible and intangible, and it does not make the heart feel extraordinarily strong emotional fluctuations like despair or fear.

It is like some kind of drug, which is accumulated in the body after taking it for many years, until one day it suddenly becomes poisonous, and it can defeat all the defenses in my heart with one blow, even making me want to close my eyes and fall asleep like this.

But I don't know why, whenever I have this thought, there is always a voice in my ear.It's telling me:

hold on.

Don't just fall asleep like this.

The voice was very soft and thin, like a female dancer twirling on tiptoe on a music box, ding ding dong dong, but it sounded very unstable, as if it was about to break and give up.

It is about some firm belief that winds up this music box forever, and it has never given up.

And, that's the only sound I can hear right now.

So I just kept floating like that, occasionally trying to chat with the voice.

But the voice never responded to me, it was just begging, and when I was about to fall asleep, it told me not to sleep, to wait a little longer - it didn't even tell me what it was asking me to wait for.

"..."

I don't know how long I was floating, this place has no concept of sun, moon and time.All around me was the asphalt black mud that trapped me, and I couldn't distinguish up, down, left, and right, and this sound that was beginning to fade away.

It sounds like it won't last long.So I decided that after the sound completely disappeared, I would directly enter eternal sleep.

No matter who came, there was no way to wake me up again.

After all, soaking in this chaotic and dark place all the time is really boring and depressing. What's more frightening is that I completely lost the right to move freely.The difference from a corpse is probably that I can still breathe.

Until one day, a few golden shimmers appeared in front of my eyes.

Take a closer look, those star lights are actually gurgling and gurgling as if they just rose slowly from the bottom of the water, and there seem to be some light and shadow moving inside...bubbles?

The confinement on my body was a little loose at this moment, I took the opportunity to break free, and immediately turned around and swam towards the bubbles.

It is very strange, in the places where the faint light of those bubbles irradiates, when swimming, there is no feeling of being blocked and almost unable to move.

I was so happy to be free.

I swam up to them and carefully popped the bubbles on my head. They were submissive and soft and pushed straight in, and then returned to their original shape after a while, much stronger than I expected.

After being played with by me in such a random way for several times, one of the bubbles finally stood up and resisted.It bulged in a full circle, and even the little figure inside the bubble also grew in size, and then it hit like a cloud cannonball with a soft "boom".

Being hit by it like this, I don't feel any pain at all.

Not only did it not hurt, but I even felt a little itchy where I was hit.

At this time, the voice that could hardly be heard unless you listened carefully, sounded intermittently again,

"Do you like... them?"

like!Really like!I like it very much!

I have already played with the bubbles so easily and happily, and they look so soft and cute, they will lazily rub over me, and they will bounce around on my body.

The wonderful light and shadow shapes inside the bubbles are also very interesting. Each of them looks different, some are floating in the air, some are sitting together in rows, and occasionally they can be seen in a group fighting and quarreling with each other .

It's really very interesting.In this case, who would want to go back to the previous situation where they couldn't move at all and were only accompanied by a voice?

The voice sounded hesitant this time, "That's it...but sooner or later they will start hurting you, and it will be very... very painful...."

It's okay to be bitten, anyway, I don't want to go back to that horrible dark place before.

Besides, this is just such a soft and harmless bubble.

Even if he really came to bite me, how painful would it be?

"……Really hurts."

The voice disappeared after leaving these words.Also from that time on, I never heard it speak again.

It's ok.

Although it sounds a little heartless to say this, but now I have the company of Bubbles, and I will definitely not be as lonely as before.

……

After a long, long time, at some point, the bubbles began to devour each other.

Even if I carefully protect the weak side with my body, I will be roughly knocked away, and then watch the number of bubbles decrease again.The bubbles left by devouring others of the same kind have become bigger and bigger, and it looks bigger than my body.

Finally one day, it came from behind and "ate" me.

My skin, my caudal fin, my teeth, as well as my muscles and bones, are all surrounded by the lights and shadows of those wonderful shapes inside the bubble, gradually being corroded, digested, cut and torn apart...

I finally understood what the voice said about "very, very painful".

I start screaming.

I tried to fight back, then to dodge, then to run.

But at this time, I have lost the power to move, and I can only watch myself being slowly molded into a shape similar to those lights and shadows.

I kept crying, trying to restore my familiar body, just like when a fetus was delivered from the mother's body, the skeleton of the whole body was being squeezed, and the pain was so painful that I couldn't do anything except cry.

"—"

The instant I became exactly like them, all pain disappeared.I looked at my strange yet familiar left hand, which still had some unhealed scars.

And a very wonderful [wave/memory] flooded into the previously empty brain.

In the process of organizing those too large and complicated memories, or knowledge, I learned that those wonderful light and shadow shapes, including my current appearance, are collectively called human beings.

Human beings have civilization, civilization creates language, and language forms characters.

As for writing, it is used to record civilization.

Vaguely, I noticed something very important to me in the middle.

"Then where are the words?"

I don't know who I'm asking, and I don't even know when I actually mastered the human language.

A strange voice answered me at this moment.

"Want to know? Jing-chan, the text that records all the secrets in this world..."

There was a faint smile in this young and somewhat sweet and frivolous voice.But having said that, what does "Beijing sauce" mean in his mouth?

"—in the [book]."

This sentence is like a key that opens the door to a whole new world. After the voice said "Grab my hand", a hand wearing a gemstone ring suddenly appeared in front of me, and then held me arm, pulled me straight out of the bubble.

The moment I left the bubble, the round golden bubble quickly collapsed as if I had lost the core that kept it alive.The few light and shadow figures with blurred faces inside it no longer chased and fought with each other, but lay down in groups and eagerly on the inner wall that was shrinking and turning gray.

Even though they have no eyes, I know they are lying on the inner wall to look at me.

Even though they don't have facial features, I can know their expressions at this time, which are pitiful sadness and reluctance.

Obviously they have hurt me so much and transformed me, but I...found that I still have no way to give up on them completely.

Because for such a long period of time, they were the ones who accompanied me when I fell into the abyss of loneliness, and let me escape from those days when I was imprisoned in the darkness and could not move.

That kind of time is really too happy, too wonderful, and too precious for me.

Even the pain of reshaping the human body, even the sadness of being deceived by you, cannot be completely offset.

I silently thanked the hand that pulled me up from the bottom of my heart.Then he pushed it away resolutely, watching the hand panicked in the darkness of nothingness, and then turned into a spot of light and disappeared.

I lowered my head, sank again, and carefully caught the bubble that had shrunk to the size of my palm, and held it in my arms, just like holding this unique treasure that belonged to me.

"—"

At this time, a pink rabbit doll suddenly fell from mid-air, and it happened to be thrown on the bubble that had just stabilized in my arms.

The bubble burst instantly, and the light haloed around the body of the rabbit doll, and the two quickly merged into one.They merged so fast that I didn't even have time to panic, I just grabbed it subconsciously.

--Good weight!

This is the only thought in my mind at this time.

Immediately afterwards, I was dragged by this overly heavy rabbit doll, and fell into the unknown darkness——

……

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself on the edge of a certain rooftop where the wind was blowing fiercely.

A little cold...and a little high.

I hugged my arms silently and shrunk inward, trying to retain a little body temperature that was about to be taken away by the cold wind.

At this time, I realized that the rabbit doll, which was originally heavy to death, was actually staying in my arms obediently, regaining the weight that an ordinary cotton doll should have.

I lifted it up and shook it vigorously, trying to shake my bubble and the little man out of the doll's body.

Because I raised my head, I realized that there was a man standing just behind me on the left.

He looks thin and tall, with dark brown fluffy short hair slightly curled on the side of his face, with a white bandage looming in it. Dark red scarf.

The man was closing his eyes, his back turned to the height of [-] meters behind him, and he opened his hands like a bird. On his handsome face, there was an expression of being extremely relaxed and relieved of everything when he finally got his wish.

"Dazai."

I called out the name subconsciously.

Thinking about it carefully, I don't know the name of the man in front of me, nor who the "Dazai" I blurted out just now, I don't even know my own name - the owner of that hand once called me "Kyo-chan" ".

The reason why I stopped him should be because this man's appearance is very similar to a certain light and shadow villain in my bubble... Well, this man may be a little taller?

"..."

And after I called out, the man was about to lean back, and he stopped for a moment.

He was really close to me, so close that as long as he stretched out his hand, he could touch the black corner of his clothes that was blown and swayed by the wind. For some reason, it disturbed me.

So I tried to reach out and hold the corner of his coat tightly in my hand. Not to mention, the fabric of this coat is quite thick to the touch, and it must be very warm when worn.

"Ah-"

Thinking of this, I was blown by the cool wind on the roof and sneezed directly.

This time, the man opened his thick iris-colored eyes.

He lowered his head and looked here, his eyes were so gentle that I even subconsciously felt a little wary, and the expression on his face was so complicated that I couldn't explain it.

"Jing Jun?"

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Beijing-chan loses memory at the beginning, and Dazai jumps off the building at the beginning. This is really a perfect start [Give yourself a thumbs up]

The penultimate volume [When the Milky Way Reflected in My Eyes] kicked off——

It's almost like Jing Jiang's trip to regain her memory.

Beijing sauce: This cub, I have seen before [referring to Akutagawa]

Leader Zai: You remember wrongly, our family has big cats over there.

(Starting to lick the cat) Jingjiang: This idol, I have seen before [fingers also]

Leader Jae: You misremembered again, your idol is actually me.

(Stop stroking the cat in fright) Jing Jiang: ………………… Really, really?

【Tweet time】

"There is a big problem with mackerel this week" by fake wine soaked salted fish

Mafia, a certain port, has a lot of money and good looks. In addition to his short stature of racing and drinking, he has no bad habits.In order to save the one who jumped off the building, the leader of the black mud made a deal with the witch. As a result, the leader of the black mud said: jumping from a building is a pleasure for a while, and it is always fun to jump from a building~

Save the failed port Mafia for n weeks. The gravity hater: see you again :) I won't play with you anymore.

I thought that becoming an old father like the new friend next door would save me from the entanglement of the black mud, but who knew that I would still meet that mackerel again.

A certain mackerel: No problem shorty!This time it's you who will be Snow White!

A hatter:? ? ?

——What do you think about your father finding someone younger than you to be your stepfather?

Adopted son a: Thank you for the invitation. I live in Yokohama. In the past, all rivers were electrified to kill mackerel.

感谢在2020-06-1018:47:32~2020-06-1109:09:58期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 for those who are trying to cultivate immortality;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Yi Kong Wuhen, Shu Luoye; 10 bottles of Fantasy × Tongtong, Jiang Qi, Mango Smoothie, and Night Sky Sonata; 3 bottles of Plush;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!