The three-dimensional me is incompatible with the paper people

[It seems that everyone is looking forward to the wedding night, looking forward to the ripples in the lake that is about to dry up.

So much so that on the second day of the wedding, relatives and friends who have never seen each other will come to celebrate.

There are nothing but words of congratulations on the newlyweds in my ears, and even the congratulatory gifts are all the same.

A well-known doctor, and Teacher Huadao, what a perfect couple.

It was not until the sound of the new house finally stopped, and the sunset light shined into the house through the glass windows, that it returned to silence.The strange couple didn't even know whether their relationship was joyful or numb at the end of the day.

Probably happy, because this is newlyweds.It may also be that there is no emotion, because many things have become trampled grass on the side of the road with the precipitation of time, and they have long been waiting on the verge of death.

"Mr. Yichun, what do you want for dinner for a few days?" Bai Eri asked her husband.

"I'm sorry, I need to go out to work today, and I may be back late tonight." Ichichun staggered his eyes from Bai Eri, and fixed on the vase arranged by his newlywed wife.

"Okay, stay safe."

"……Ah, you too."

The conversation between the two ended here.

After her husband went out, Bai Eri sat quietly on the sofa in the living room.The names of the newlyweds were also registered in the newspaper at hand. From then on, Bai Eri's life seemed to be frozen.

It was a hard wall made of cold ice and snow. No matter how beautiful the flowers were, as long as they were placed aside, they would feel the biting cold and welcome death.

"It's okay, Bai Eri, next you will be a wife, maybe soon, you will become a mother. So, what is the gender of my child? Maybe it's a girl, then she must be the teacher of flower arrangement. If it is a Where's the boy?"

"...what if it's a boy?"

"It's best to be a highly respected doctor, like Mr. Yichun. In short, it won't be Teacher Huadao."

"..."

"Should I be happy? I'm married to a doctor."

A distorted slit was torn on the wife's beautiful mask-like face. 】

……

"Xiao Que, stay away from them." Luan Bu told Qing Que while eating the buns.

Qingque heard this and asked, "Do they have any questions?"

"Conjurers." Luanbu said, "They are conjurers. The upper layer of this circle is a bunch of garbage with dead bodies. If you get close to them, you will become unlucky."

Said, Luanbu's expression became serious for a moment.

Conjurer?

Qing Que searched for her own memory in her mind, and finally found the hot-blooded youth fan she found on Xiaopo Station before crossing.I remember that there was indeed a shonen manga related to spells.Although I didn't click it to watch it, but I heard from my friends that this boy manga is very dark.

Qing Que put the crystal dumpling into Jing Zi's bowl, "They look like they are only sixteen or seventeen years old, so they are already magicians?"

"Yes. Look at the clothes on them. It's the school in Tokyo. There are two schools in the magic world, one is the Kyoto school and the other is the Tokyo school. But compared to the Kyoto school, the Tokyo school is not bad. So thorough. And ah, to them, minors are just a tool to squeeze." Luanbu said.

"Is that so...then they are really good kids." Qing Que laughed.

She watched Akiko pick up the crystal dumpling and put it into her mouth.

"Akiko is also a good boy."

Luanbu was a bit apprehensive, and he tugged at the corner of Qingque's clothes, "Master Luanbu is Xiaoque's best child!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Ranpo is still my friend."

Oda quietly ate the food in the bowl, his eyes were empty, as if he was thinking about something.

After lunch, Qingque's people left the teahouse.

Chinatown is full of stalls selling New Year's goods at this time, Qing Que led these people to stroll one by one, and bought some flowers and a beautiful vase by the way.After all, it's the Chinese New Year, and some peach blossoms will be decorated in the house to have a New Year's flavor.

"I really wish I could see the fireworks." Qing Que said with a little regret.

"Can't we stay here and watch?" Ranpo was also looking forward to the fireworks in Chinatown.

"I can't help it, it's too late. If you want to watch the fireworks, you have to wait until at least two o'clock." Qingque said.

Luanbu was visibly sluggish to the naked eye.

Qing Que didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After seeing the kitten's aggrieved expression enough, she said, "Don't worry, we can buy it and put it back. Put it before ten o'clock, and you won't disturb others."

Ranbu Maomao instantly stood up.

Qing Que lowered her head again, looking at the girl in the wheelchair.

A few days ago, the girl's face was like a mask embedded in her face, motionless.Today, although the girl is still expressionless, there is more anger between her brows, like a stream that melts in early spring.

"Akiko, the fireworks are beautiful." She said.

Akiko's head moved slightly, and she raised her head to look at Qingque.After a few seconds, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"When the time comes, remember to make a wish."

A group of people set foot on the pace of going back.

"teacher."

On the way, Oda suddenly stopped Qingque.

"Xiaozhi? What's wrong?"

"I want to write a novel based on the teacher, is it possible?" Oda asked.

This request was so sudden that Qingque was stunned for a while.But soon she smiled, "Of course, it's my pleasure."

"However, after I'm done, I want to take a look, is that okay?" Qing Que said with a smile.

"Ah, of course." Oda nodded.

Writing novels based on Qingque is not a whim of Oda's.When did you start to respect the girl in front of you from the bottom of your heart?Probably the time on Radium Bowl Street.

Gentle and kind, sticking to principles, no matter what identity or status, even a villain who tried to rob in a slum, he was given equality and respect.

Oda sometimes thinks seriously about what kind of environment can make a girl have such a noble character.But as time went on, Oda decided it didn't matter anymore.

Because the girl has never explored his life experience, and has never speculated on his behavior and thoughts through his identity.She looks at everyone, passes through all external factors, and respects everyone's soul with an inclusive attitude.

So, I want to write her down.

"Teacher, are you curious about what I wrote?" Oda asked.

"Of course, everyone will be very curious. It's just that I look forward to the day when the book is finished. If I know it in advance, there will be no surprises." Qingque said.

Qingque is really curious.Before time-traveling, she was a well-known writer in China. Because her appearance was more in line with the public's aesthetics, Qing Que was often secretly written fanfiction by readers.

I remember one time when a friend sneaked over with a book and smiled distortedly and weirdly, he stuffed the book to her while laughing.

Of course Qingque opened it to take a look.Then, her three views received a violent shock.Afterwards, Qing Que said that he held a respectful attitude, but he would never touch it again.

Now, hearing that Oda said that she would write a novel based on her, Qingque was almost dying of curiosity.As long as it's not a fan, but a novel based on her, what's the problem?

And ah, Oda Sakunosuke is an excellent writer in the third dimension anyway, so it must be very good here, right?

Finally, several people returned to Wanxiangtang.

Opening the door of the bookstore, Qing Que temporarily piled up all the big and small bags at the front desk, and then rummaged through to find the fireworks she bought.

"Move out the small bench and the table." Qingque said.

Oda and Fukuzawa Yukichi obeyed obediently.

As for Luanbu, he ran to the warehouse to find some snacks after entering Wanxiangtang.

After setting up all the things at the door of the bookstore, Qing Que put all the fireworks and firecrackers at the door.

"Set off fireworks! Xiaoque, Luanbu has to set off the biggest one first!" Luanbu couldn't wait.

Qing Que knocked off his paw, "No, the fireworks are too loud, you have to tell the surrounding shops first, or they will be frightened."

Luanbu retracted his claws aggrievedly, and then stuffed himself with a mouthful of mung bean cake to comfort himself.

Fukuzawa Yukichi and Oda were left to inform the surrounding shops as a matter of course.I just don't know if the overly bright faces of the two will cast a psychological shadow on the shopkeepers.

When the two finally came back, Luanbu couldn't wait any longer.

The task of lighting the fireworks was given to Oda.

Putting it on the open space in front of the bookstore, Oda took out the lighter and lit the fuse.

Go back to the small table in two or three steps, then pick up the bench and sit down.

Qingque sat beside Yosano Akiko.

"Akiko, do you like fireworks?" she asked.

Akiko slowly turned to Qingque. After a long time, she nodded, "I like it."

"Yeah, I like it too. Before I came here, my favorite thing was to enjoy the fireworks with my mother on New Year's Eve."

"My mother was a very gentle and tough person. We were more like friends than mother and daughter."

"She told me that the beauty of fireworks blooming in the sky is fleeting and then fades away. But the moment of its beauty is forever."

Qing Que looked into Akiko's eyes, "Life is short, but it is also eternal."

"Jingzi, you are a good boy. You let the life that was originally short and perishable continue to bloom with dazzling and gorgeous colors. But, don't be overwhelmed by this gorgeous color."

"It was hard work," she said.

Akiko slowly widened her eyes.

"call out!"

"boom!!!!"

The fireworks exploded.

In an instant, the brilliant light illuminated everyone's faces, and the extremely beautiful colors rendered the entire cold street.

Akiko saw the dazzling fireworks falling into the girl's black eyes, like a bright starry sky, embellishing the dim night sky and becoming a pointer to guide the direction.

"Make a wish, Akiko," she said.

Akiko's body trembled, feeling the warm liquid pouring out of her eye sockets, and then dripping onto her clothes.

"me……"

"It's okay, take your time." Qingque patted Akiko's head lightly, "The fireworks will last for a long time, and they won't go out until you make your wish."

"Well……"

Akiko grabbed Qingque's hand, "I, I hope, I hope..."

"I hope my life can..."

"It's even more beautiful than fireworks..."

"Compared to fireworks, more eternal..."