[Pokemon] 2015 Ghost House

Qinghai wave city gymnasium owner Shui Cong X original heroine

233 Long Live Qinghai Wave City!Water onion is super handsome!

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In the summer that started without knowing when, it seemed that the sun was hanging high in the sky, and the surrounding area was illuminated into a dazzling white, and the sky and the earth rotated indistinctly—finally they became one piece.When she received news from her relatives and friends from Japan, Xiao Zishang was still immersed in the completely American sea, so she reacted violently as if she was hit by a gun.Speaking of the difference between the Japanese-style sea and the American-style sea—as for who told her about it, I can’t remember, but after seeing is believing, she gave a convincing answer. Shenshui Xiaozi admitted that the sea in Jihua Town and Qinghai The sea in Pau is completely different.

It's hard to say what impact such a difference will have on the shaping of a person's character, but the impact is certain.You can't compare her with Shui Cong, after all, there is more than one variable in this case—Xiaozi's situation is somewhat special, after all, if Shui Cong is raised in a small room and grows up to be an 18-year-old adult, if you want to It is difficult to have a distorted personality.But Xiaozi has also met many residents of the Japanese seaside, at least she has met all kinds of people from Zhanlan City.But there is no one that is exactly the same as Shui Cong or other people in Bo City, Qinghai.She had seen people in the two seas who also loved swimming, and they all had brown skin that Xiaozi envied, spoke brightly, and were hospitable.But there always seemed to be something different—she couldn't say, but admitted that she, too, was somewhat overwhelmed by the difference.It may be the difference between the island country and the mainland, or it may just be the contradiction between a blocked person and a relaxed person, but no matter what, Xiaozi and Shui Cong seem to be too far apart.

That morning the man asked her with concern: "Is it really okay? Isn't your relatives always treating you so hard... If I come forward to help, there should be no problem."

She did not agree.

"Okay...it seems that you have an idea of ​​your own, are you going over there to make a break with them?" Shui Cong spread his hands, "Okay, it's not easy for me to participate in this kind of family affairs when things are messed up, but don't forget Come back. Qinghai Wave City welcomes you forever——!"

"Boshi in Qinghai is going home instead?" Xiaozi repeated bitterly. This is the most inexplicable vexatious thing Shui Cong has heard since she fell in love with a certain eccentric girl. "Jihua Town is my home!"

Before that, Shui Cong was still able to fight back against his comrades who complained to Xiaozi, but now...he fell silent for a rare time, and recalled forward, it seemed that what should be said, his outlook on life, his His attitude, his advice, everything he could say to that transparent and slender girl like a rain column, he said everything.Therefore, the balance that cannot be achieved now can only be self-defeating and complain about "cultural differences". No, there are still some ways-for example: "Boys need to be tougher!"

This was Hannah's suggestion. Having said that, Shuicong felt that she was the toughest man he had ever met. Could there be a tougher guy than Hannah in the world?Going to that guy for advice seemed a little off-putting—but it made sense, he thought, and someday, someday, she'd see that I was doing the right thing.

So this dialogue, which was stuffed with water onions, was staged grandly as expected. The stage decorator even specially selected the orange burning sky to connect with the turbulent sea.This is the sea that Qinghai Bo City is most proud of.The sound of the waves was torn and amplified, and then majesticly slapped the air, stirring up the clouds.If Shui Cong knew that he would definitely hope that this conversation could be more calm, for example - there is a suitable place on the 22nd road by the lake that matches Shenshui Xiaozi's temperament in the past.If you drive away the trainer who is waiting for an opportunity, there is a lake with a clear color that is light enough to reflect the sky, sit down and chat, snatch the book that the girl is carrying, and force her to remember well, face it, and break free from the shackles. The script should be A happy ending.Unfortunately.

In fact, the dialogue is almost a self-pitying growl of Shen Shui Xiaozi alone, and Shui Cong's unbearable refusal to think.Xiaozi's self-willedness and Shui Cong's patience have been exhausted, and they coincidentally come together. Love lacks any lubricant. Neither of them can tolerate, understand and forgive each other. Coupled with the sharp cultural differences-in fact, the two people had a red eye, and it ended with Xiaozi dropping a farewell letter.

"Why are you so stubborn? What you have been holding on to is not your unyielding soul, but the shackles that prevent your lonely soul from conquering the world."

Xiaozi's leaving back paused for a while, but finally he trotted and faded out of Shui Cong's field of vision.He really wanted to yell at Xiaozi: "Enough! I'm tired!", but the strange thing is that he is so cowardly at the moment, as if he is completely different from the Shui Cong, who everyone says Sunshine is brave, firm and powerful, powerless. Redemption also lost the fighting spirit to continue fighting.

Just let her go, please let me sleep until tomorrow, even tomorrow will be fine.It's time to think about this bunch of trivial love.

Up to now, Shui Cong can't say that he lost all hope for the love story between the two of them in despair.At least he thinks that pain is better than no pain. Although almost no one is willing to compromise and run-in with the painful double injuries when getting along with each other, when he picked up the girl who almost died in a shipwreck from the beach, he already understood a kind of pain. A huge absurd drama called love that has never appeared before and will never appear in the future has begun.This is the only love he has.

He thought he would cherish it.So he sighed and put the letter on the side of the bed. This morning he woke up and swam all the way north. The refreshing sea breeze was as bright as ever with dark blue and emerald green. The clear water and sunlight can somewhat heal his mood.It's inevitable to do that out of anger, and it's good to wait until a certain day to apologize.So for the time being, the letter in the farewell envelope unique to the Chengdu area has not been opened and read, so the sentence "I will leave here at noon tomorrow, before that, if you want me to come back, please go to South Beach to find me." .” There is no way to talk about it.It seems that the unilateral agreement should not be established and care about, but in fact, it is full of sadness.

The girl put down the book in her hand. This time, seasickness, dizziness, and loss of direction seemed to erupt together.The pages of the book were blindingly white, she wiped away her tears, and then glanced at the time.Who can believe that someone can drift from Hezhong to Chengdu in a wooden boat, she laughed at herself while cutting the rope.Let go.Then the knife fell into the water - wait, I still have something to say to him!When this belief first popped into mind, the boat had already set sail.This time the voyage was drifting with the waves without oars or a compass. If it could be like the fate that made her float in front of the water onion on the waves, she thought it must be fate that made her leave the water onion again.In the shadow of wave city in Qinghai, the sea water surged backward desperately, pushing the girl into the depths of the sea one after another.She thought, although she can't swim, fortunately the distance is not far now, and she can still go back if she wants to charge hard, but it's a pity that her legs are so heavy that she can't lift them up.She sat paralyzed and didn't count whether the dry food she brought out would last for a few days or whether there was enough fresh water. To be honest, whether she could survive was no longer important.

The moment she cut the rope, she suddenly had a premonition that she would never meet again in this life.Now, she is about to return to the cage where she was imprisoned for 18 years. The person who saved her was ruthlessly abandoned by her. No one will pay for her waywardness—she thought Shui Cong would come Yes, but he didn't.But now, Bo City in Qinghai is gradually disappearing in front of her, green banana trees, golden beaches, dark blue wavy sea, small brown wooden houses—everything has turned into illusory and ethereal shadows, just like sea water churning Come out of the foam.She can no longer go back.Whether it is Chengdu or Hezhong.

"Maybe when I arrive in a new continent... there will always be a chance. After all, Shui Cong is still the owner of Hezhong's gymnasium, so I can always find it..."

But when will she be able to drift to the new continent? Food, fresh water and hope are all precious consumables, but they are few in number. Sad tears flowed from Xiaozi's eyes. She suddenly regretted it, but this ocean current is always There is no return action.At this moment, Xiaozi thought of the girls who took sleeping pills in the novels she read when she was young. It was a moment after she was able to give birth before she was about to die, and she suddenly realized what she wanted... Unfortunately, it was too late.

The wooden boat gave off a pleasant smell of wood, and the girl buried her sea-blue eyes here.Soon, a seagull flew over her head, and it seemed that something was approaching from a distance.Her eyes widened and she saw them coming closer and closer—at last close to her.

"At this time, a wave drove the boat into the sea, and the girl's journey alone finally came to an end." Decades later, an old man named Shui Cong told this story to his grandson. "Perhaps the girl regretted that she didn't say goodbye to the man at the end."

"Is this how the story ends?"

"...Yes. That's the end of the story."

He repeated it.

FIN.