Miss Naoko is always at the Shura Field

The high-end French restaurant under the Atobe Foundation is located on the top floor of the International Hotel in the center of Tokyo.

Up to a height of more than 300 meters, through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can overlook the night view of the entire Tokyo, facing the Tokyo Tower far away.Tokyo Tower, with its graceful posture and brilliant brilliance, can be said to be the heart of Japan's modern cities to a certain extent.

Looking at the Tokyo Tower from the restaurant, it seems that Japan has been struggling with industrialization and modernization for decades.

The interior of the restaurant is full of modern design layout, and the dazzling lights decorate the whole space magnificently.

At this time, in the hall that was supposed to be full of guests, only two young guests sat on the seats in the central area.

In the performance area a little far away from the guests, there is a small orchestra playing soothing and beautiful classical music.

Apart from the waiters, there were Masaichi Atobe and Ronnie Skiat sitting on the bar facing away.

"There will always be situations when going from extraordinary to everyday." Ronnie took a glass of brandy from the bar and paid tribute to Masaichi Atobe slightly. "Occasionally there will be a contradiction in time. In order to solve this contradiction without destroying time I can only choose a very rough way."

He shook the wine glass, and the wine produced a time-like whirl, saying: "Pull back the time directly, and become one."

"I see." Atobe responded calmly.

"That's a joke." Ronnie said, "It's really my fault for making your son wait for a year. Please bear with me."

"That's why Xiaojing was released as a pigeon before." Atobe said with a smile, "But I also want to see how Xiaojing will react. It should be very interesting."

As he spoke, he and Ronnie looked towards the center of the restaurant together.

Atobe Keigo and you are sitting there.

Today's Atobe is wearing a clean white suit. With his outstanding appearance, he is set off by the gorgeous environment. Sitting at the dining table, he also has the aura of a king.His slender arms, tall and straight figure, and elegant demeanor are all natural. The British magnificence that he has been obsessed with since he was a child permeates this boy's body. Every inch of his skin has the texture of an ancient Roman brass statue.And the small mole under his right eye neutralized the sharp sense of nobility, showing the elegant temperament of ancient Greece.

Such an environment makes you nervous.

The Atobe on the opposite side is not the [Atobe] you are familiar with, although the figures of the two of them can overlap to a large extent.

If [Atobe] appeared here, I am afraid it would be so beautiful and dazzling.

Uneasy, you lowered your eyes and didn't dare to look directly at the other party, so you couldn't see Keigo Atobe's deep eyes.

Atobe Keigo thought of the dream that day.

The Austrian psychoanalyst Freud believed that dreams are projections of the subconscious mind, which can be traced back to unfulfilled desires, desires or repressed emotions in childhood. (1)

The French psychoanalyst Lacan reiterated Freud's theory. He believed that when people acquire language and enter the symbolic order, people are separated from the world and can no longer feel completeness, thus creating a longing for what has been lost. The pursuit of the lost object of desire. (2)

Dreams are the subconscious quest for a fulfillment that cannot be fulfilled.

For Keigo Atobe, the lost object and the perfection that is constantly pursued are an aesthetic experience.

This experience may be hidden in the human cosmic consciousness (SpiritusMundi)*, and it begins to disappear when you start to observe the world, and the more you pursue it, the more you lose it.

And your presence reminds him of the long-lost aesthetic perfection that will never return

On the endless sea, the cold, boundless, ever-flowing time suddenly froze, and a perfect girl appeared.

It was a figure that could not be described in words.

Just as aesthetic perception is difficult to describe in words, and there is a huge gap between expression and perception, Atobe is also unable to describe the aesthetic shadow pursued in the subconscious.

The girl's figure is the mirror image of that sublime shadow, the ultimate imitation of reality, the only echo felt by the prisoners in Plato's allegory of the cave.

That's where the first memory of you comes from.

And the dream is another presentation of it.

In the banquet living room with bright lights and wafting music, cups and cups are clanging, and Atobe is bored cutting up the medium-rare meat on the dinner plate, making an evaluation in his heart, gorgeous, or tentatively gorgeous.

The food is barely palatable, but this banquet is just plain boring.However, the ten-year-old Keigo Atobe has long been familiar with the rules of the upper class, and can only pass the time at the banquet through the harsh scoring in his heart.

From the food to the layout and then to the dress etiquette for men and women left and right.

When Ronnie Skiatt tapped the glass, Atobe was a little more pleased with the climax and final curtain of the banquet that was finally coming, and gave Ronnie a higher score for his behaviour.

Well, she's the adopted daughter of the Martigio family.

Nothing new.

Atobe gave a low score expressionlessly, and saw the girl when he looked up.

At this time, the whole world melted, leaving only the figure of the girl.

Atobe, who has excellent insight, can clearly see the girl's face, or in other words, he can imagine the girl's precise face in his dream.

The memory that was already blurred was refined in the dream, which is actually the projection of Atobe's own heart.

The girl's fair, cold and slightly melancholy face had beautiful lips and eyes, and every inch of the line was finely adjusted by the brain nerves in the trace to the most suitable level for him.

Therefore, Atobe, who had a cold expression in the dream, was shocked by the appearance of such an incarnation of his own aesthetics, and this shock was far connected with the surprise in reality.

It is precisely because he met you when he was young and obtained aesthetic satisfaction that he reconstructed the moment of satisfaction in his dream again.

This moment was frozen, and the boy's sense of satisfaction and shock was also frozen.Time quiets down.

Then the moment gradually swelled like a water wave, and the girl's shadow became the girl's shadow.

That is your shadow in Lihai University uniform.

The girl's shadow keeps approaching, and your face becomes more and more blurred.

The aesthetic is fast, I feel this is over, and the dream is shattered.

Atobe woke up feeling lost.

Before coming to see you, Atobe was also worried about whether the shadow that was blurred by time but perfected would disappear because of the contact with reality.

At this time, Atobe already understood where his sense of familiarity with seeing you came from.

It is the satisfaction that comes from the moment I first saw the cruise ship.

He never forgets that moment. When he sees you, his memory slowly wakes up. Chatting with you on the Internet enhances the sense of fantasy in his imagination. Finally, the poster of you collected by Chiya Kirihara makes the shadow of childhood, instant The combination of Haida's girl and the chat object had a strong impact on his soul.

Later, this kind of shock tended to subside within a year, but after receiving the news again, it surfaced again.

So what would a formal meeting with you look like?

Will it be the disillusionment of memory and satisfaction?

Atobe couldn't help but have this worry.

But at the first sight of you, this worry disappeared immediately.

You are beautiful, pure, and elegant, almost exactly how he felt in the dream.

What has changed is your brighter and brighter face, which has lost its childishness and is soaked in youth, which perfectly fits his aesthetics.

"I'm Keigo Atobe." Atobe said.

"Ah, I'm Naoko Tsukimi." You responded nervously.

It suddenly occurred to you that the opposite Atobe is still different from your [Atobe]. If you were facing your [Atobe], you might not be so nervous.

"I know." Atobe said, he looked at you and asked with some dissatisfaction: "Why are you so nervous?"

"Ah, I'm sorry," you replied immediately, "because this is rarely the case. Please don't mind Atobe-kun."

"Hmph, I thought I was disappointed to see me."

"Ah, how could it be!" You said with a little embarrassment, "I'm really happy to see Atobe-kun..."

"Okay, in Tsukimi, the greetings should be over." Atobe's tone softened a bit, and he said, "Tell me why you came this time, but you missed the appointment last time."

The other party's gaze is like a precision instrument, observing you carefully, trying to discover more secrets from your subtle expressions.

"What does Atobe-kun mean...?" You asked without knowing why.

"Ha, are you pretending to be stupid, Tsukimi Ri." Atobe's tone suddenly became sharp, "I still have to..."

Atobe was about to continue talking when the waiter brought the dishes, so he had no choice but to stop talking.

Atobe looked at the delicacies that were exquisitely arranged and expensively made, and he had no appetite at all.

He looks at you coldly.

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The author has something to say:

(1) (2) Refer to Critical Theory Today (Lois Tyson)

*From TheSecondComing/WBYeats, SpiritusMundi is the spirit of the universe (the essence of the universe, the spirit of the world)