[Net King] July Hokkaido

early morning.

The sunlight fell on the wall through the white curtains, leaving behind an inch of mottled light and shadow. Through the window, you can see the scenery outside.Old people in blue and white striped clothes are walking leisurely with their hands behind their backs, and children are chasing and playing around from time to time.

The girl was dressed in casual clothes and an off-white coat. She took her mobile phone from the bedside and took a last look at the ward where she had been staying for several months before going out.

Bye now.

Lazily, the sun gradually climbed onto the white envelope placed on the bedside, leaving mottled shadows.

Ji Xu hunkered down all the way and walked towards the back door.Perhaps no one thought that she would escape from the hospital, so she left the hospital unimpeded all the way.

Clutching her beating heart, she quickly stopped a car by the side of the road, opened the door, and shouted, "Master, go to Hongqiao Art Center."

She pressed the phone that had been ringing non-stop since just now, turned it off, and stuffed it into her backpack.

"Master, please drive faster."

"okay."

She looked in the direction of the hospital, lowered her head slightly, her eyes were slightly sad, and when she looked up again, her eyes were already calm and firm.

I am sorry.

She has always been a very willful child.

No matter in the past or now.

She just wants to be willful again.

There was a huge crowd of people outside the venue, and there were many stalls selling stand signs and fluorescent sticks at the entrance, and the hawkers were very busy.Ji Xu silently calculated in his heart the possibility of getting rich if he came to set up a stall.

However, within a few seconds, she put this childish thought behind her.Whether she can survive this month is unknown, let alone the future.

Before he could think about it, Ji Xu hurriedly checked the tickets and entered the arena amidst the urging of the crowd behind him.

There is still half an hour until the opening.

Ji Xu shrank back in his seat, with his right hand lightly covering his aching heart, exhaled lightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a faint self-deprecating arc.

Sure enough, is my body already that bad?

Someone next to her poked her and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Ji Xu turned around and saw that it was a kawaii girl, so he shook his head and said, "It's okay."

The girl responded without saying anything, and after a short while she turned her head and asked, "Then you are a fan of that school, why didn't I see you holding a standing card?"

Ji Xu smiled, and opened his coat to reveal the blue badge buttoned on his chest on his white shirt, "I'm Chef Bingdi."

"Really, what a coincidence, me too."

The girl looked at her in surprise, almost writing these words on her face.She hurriedly took out a stand sign and a fluorescent stick from the side, handed them to her, and said boldly: "I just bought a lot at the door, and I will give you a pair."

Ji Xu: "..."

She glanced at the bag at her feet, which was full of fluorescent sticks, and couldn't help laughing.

Seeing the girl's sincere face, Ji Xu readily accepted it.

"Hey, by the way, who is your fan, Atobe-san?"

"Well, I like Akutagawa Jiro better, it's very kawaii."

"Ci Lang, I also like him very much, but I prefer gorgeous boys." The girl scratched her head a little embarrassedly.

Ji Xu smiled lightly.

Fingers over heart.

It seems to be less painful.

Sure enough, should we still meet more people?

The two talked to each other, time gradually passed, and the performance began.

The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, and the entire venue was instantly plunged into a sea of ​​glow sticks and cheers, red, blue, blue, purple, yellow, and colorful, changing with the movements of the teenagers on the stage.

She saw the energetic face of the young man on the stage, with radiance, and it seemed that every strand of hair exuded the breath of youth, which was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.

Hearing the word "juvenile" should be repelled from mediocrity.

Their dreams, their persistence in their dreams, and their teammates, all of these make people excited.

She saw the glowing faces and eyes of the people around her, each inch glowing.

The place of light is the stage where the group of teenagers are. The beams of light are like hopes piercing through the dark gaps.

Tears flowed down my face.

She touched her beating heart, feeling the increasingly intense tingling in the scalding heat.

One click, one click, never ending.

Ji Xu clutched his heart, squatted on the ground, laughed and cried, and gasped for breath.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear the voice of the girl next to her calling her, but she didn't know her name.

So who are you calling?

call me?

Suddenly nothing can be heard.

The whole world seemed to suddenly become a silent movie. She couldn't hear any sound, but could only see the fiery and madness, yearning and admiration on the faces of the crowd around her, as well as the mottled light and shadow pouring down from the overhead lights, falling on the crowd, Disappear.

The last trace of air in her chest was also hollowed out, and the world fell into a huge panting and tidal current, almost drowning her.

Finally fell into chaos.

Can't see.

can not hear.

Can't make any sound either.

Now, this is the best way.

Before leaving, I made the best memories for myself.

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the other side.

The afterglow of the evening reflected on the buildings on both sides, stretching the shadows to an unknown distance, which seemed to reveal a sense of strangeness and strangeness.

A slender girl in a black school uniform stood by the side of the road, looking at the crowds coming and going, all with unfamiliar faces, speaking a language that was not Chinese at all, and a series of Japanese words written in front of the store, one by one It hurt her eyes.

A completely strange world.

The girl's eyes were distracted, and she looked around blankly, as if she would be submerged in the crowd in the next second.

Feeling bewildered again, she dodged them subconsciously, and took a step back unconsciously. Unexpectedly, she tripped over a stone, lost her center of gravity, staggered a few steps back, and finally fell on the road.

Suddenly, the red light came on.

There was a rapid whistle sound from ahead, and the harsh sound of rubber rubbing violently against the ground suddenly sounded, piercing her eardrums with pain.

The girl stared at the vehicle approaching her in front of her, and was speechless and unable to react.

There were screams and exclamations from the crowd. She walked through the crowd, and suddenly saw someone crossing the road and running towards her. Her black hair shone with a crystal luster under the afterglow.

Mouth opened and closed, as if calling her.

With a sense of unspeakable familiarity.

At that moment, she seemed to see her former self through the unfamiliar faces of countless people.

The self who passed away at the age of 23 due to a heart attack.

That grand concert, and the blurred outlines of those teenagers.

The author has something to say:

The heroine has a heart attack, and she won't live long. She escaped from the hospital and went to the last Net King concert. She had a heart attack at the scene, and finally left in the best possible way.

It’s the first time I’ve written Wang Wang Fanwen, please give me a lot of advice~