[Pokemon] 2015 Ghost House

Congratulations to Bubbles.

Loisymnica

Carrying up lanterns to admire the moon, falling flowers and returning home.

[N White] Aphasia

#Congratulations to Bubbles

QAQ sorry, sorry!I originally wanted to rewrite it, but something happened - there is probably no way to post it on the post bar.Please don't mind the shitty writing!The writing style of the summer vacation has changed) some views have also changed) so I said it many times and I still haven’t changed it) (. My fault. I’m really sorry! @采莲舒水冬

It should be birthday celebration on 12.8—the situation here is a bit special and I was afraid it would be too late, so I released it earlier ///w In short, it’s still a happy birthday!

# When I finished, I found that it was a practice pen for 233, please forgive me

#The setting is basically if there is no such thing as a plasma cluster, if Touzi did not meet N in the first week

#OOCserious

# Completion date: 8.17

Happy birthday #bubble!

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1.

The night is no longer lengthened—from the time when the sun burned out to its resurrection, Touzi was haunted by fear countless times.Since the winter solstice, the weather has been cold, but fortunately, the sun seems to finally muster up some energy to add firewood to the cold.Spring was coming, so the days returned to their original length day by day, but for some reason—the quilt was tightened silently, and a bad premonition came out for no reason.

Sometimes she would sit up from the bed and open the diary. Although the doctor diagnosed that her aphasia was only the mildest motor type, and her memory and comprehension should not be damaged, she was still afraid—this life was too good, So hard to tell if it was a dream or not.I ran into that depressed man on the street, took him home, and fell in love with him.When Qielian visited a few days ago, Mr. N happened to be away. He looked at her suspiciously and carefully, and slowly squeezed out the word "Congratulations".Touzi didn't know what he was talking about. When he finished speaking, he felt goosebumps all over his body. He stared at each other for a long time without saying a word, and then he realized that the congratulations Qielian said were just "Congratulations that the disease is getting better." "Congratulations on the decline in gloom."He will always say some ambiguous sentences, and he refuses to explain everything directly, unlike Bell.

Touzi wrote down what she wanted to say on the cardboard and handed it over: "Is Bell okay?"

"She's fine...you know she can't have any problems." This may be the softest expression Qielian can show in her life, and Touzi looked at the smile unconsciously shown by the young man.Once the topic is related to a carefree blonde girl, Qielian will always look like this, "By the way, I came here to tell you that I'm going to Hinoki City soon."

Cypress fan city?

"The new city in the southeast of the Hezhong Continent, I think it's a bit interesting." He stopped her frowning, and every time at this time, Touzi would sincerely hate that she had a strange disease of aphasia-everyday anyway Most of them stay alone, even if N joins, there is no need to talk to a depressed patient, so I don't care much, or think of it, but Qielian is different.Touzi let out a long breath. Since the onset of aphasia, her and Qielian's auras have turned 180 degrees. Now it is very difficult to overwhelm that young man... What can he do if he blocks you from speaking. "So I might live there in the future... yeah, not coming back."

That's the same as Bell.

Qielian seemed to see what she wanted to say, and nodded.Then he got up and bowed, took the bag and left.Touzi saw him open the door and walk into the wind and snow outside, the gloomy light engulfed the slender black-haired youth.In a daze for a moment, the temperature in the stove had dropped sharply, she rubbed her hands and hurried to the door, it was a rare time that Qielian didn't close the door smoothly.But within two seconds the man dressed like a Christmas tree knocked on the door again.A few people coming and going always bring cold and snowy water, just like the endless river that Touzi once dreamed of.The young man bent down and hooked the corners of Gou Touzi's eyes with his index finger: "Crying?"

It turned out that Qielian knew about it, Touzi thought, she let N into the house, and went to add two sticks of firewood to the stove.Before a well-known private secret spreads, Touzi will never follow those rumors so casually, but anyway, the most important people in the past have known it, and as for strangers—they are far away. Far less caring about you than you think.It is rare for a defeated former champion to enjoy being mentioned again at this moment when people have tea after dinner, not to mention how nice it is to be able to talk.

She patted the young man on the shoulder... and such small things will be recorded in the diary.

That night, Touzi got out of bed, sat down at the desk and turned on the lamp.From the winter solstice, she suffered from severe insomnia almost every night, and then she lived through these days like a treasure. N said that such worries are obviously prophetic, and there is no other explanation for this fear except foresight.He said he didn't like the worry.Dreams are not broken.

Touzi once thought that she had a disease called depression, which complemented aphasia.But soon she turned to the list with N's medical report, and then had to admit that he was not a normal person either.However, because Touzi has never been diagnosed, it is difficult to say that she is mentally healthy. After all, insomnia is not a good sign. Maybe N is right. It is not a good thing to have too much pressure without finding the source, so Driven by these thoughts, I went to bed again, so I had no choice but to force myself to fall asleep regardless of the crackling wind and snow outside the window.It would be nice if the sky was sunny, but if it was severe cold, a pale sun, Touzi stuck it in N's hair.

How beautiful that would be.

2.

Is N going out too frequently recently?

The rumors about a mysterious green-haired young man who made a high-profile appearance in museums in four places and left quickly were still heard from Qielian, his voice in the background of the heavy blades of the windmills in the southern city being dragged by the wind. Looks helpless:

"Touzi, can you take good care of your adopted guy?"

But before she has the energy to figure out how that person's weird whereabouts have become even weirder, Touzi has to complete the construction plan of the museum she is in charge of. It is possible to build a building that she is not very familiar with. It was not an easy task. She found Aloe, whom she hadn't seen in two years, and forced the woman who had just lost her career to agree to supervise the project.Now free up one finger to think about GAL-GAME. N's ideal - what is N's ideal?

Rather than saying that Touzi wanted to help perfect N’s ideals, it would be better to say that Touzi was attracted to N because of the strong ideal color that N possesses. An incomprehensible layman, well, maybe she is a layman now.With almost no opponents, she directly plunged the knife into the heart of the alliance. It sounds like the protagonist of an rpg game. Even Touzi can't say what prompted her to collect gym badges to challenge the alliance. She has no favor for the profession of champions Also lack of interest.Probably can only be called at best-probably traveling and fighting can make me realize more aspects of the world, so I will try it.

But who cares what the world looks like in rpg games.Obviously at the beginning, he wanted to get closer to this world. After all, loneliness means existence and truth is desired. But when Touzi walked into the Hall of Champions and recorded the six spirits in his hand, everyone in this world wanted to write their names. In the book, but forget the original mood.Bell looked as if she was more excited than himself, but was she excited in Touzi?Standing at the top of the Hezhong Wasteland, one can see a continuous grayish-yellow landscape from the Union High Platform.Try to make yourself feel a little ups and downs, happy, tense, disbelieving—anything is better than this silence that is as calm as death.

Later, Touzi heard the myth of a real black dragon in Shuanglong City, but no one knew where the stone was.Regarding the meaning of existence and the way to fill this void in her heart, she was willing to do anything to get it, so she packed up and set off the next day when the news of the ambiguous ruins came out.No one knows what happened in that dark crypt, it's just that a certain lonely girl seems to be even more lonely, Qielian left uncertain judgment "lost and want to continue to explore", but Touzi didn't hear it She took over her aphasia case.She asked Alice to become the champion of the united party instead of herself, and then she went somewhere alone.Then, after two years, no relevant news was received.Only the amount of money that jumps from time to time on the trainer card proves that the girl is still drifting somewhere in the world and has not yet died.

But now, the girl with aphasia, who was determined to be temporarily hopeless, rekindled her desire for truth because she met N—no, it would be better to say that N meant truth to Touzi itself.No truth is more real than the ideal. Touzi hopes to cure N's depression. In a sense, she even has the illusion that she is redeemed—until the winter solstice.

That day she was walking on the street stepping on the thin snow bottom, mud and black water bubbling and falling on the ground, the debut song of a certain group was playing on the opposite side, and the fine lyrics were poured into the ear cavity along the snow :

"Since when

you've changed

you start trusting others

you start having your own companions

You start to have your own future

It's okay to leave me alone

As usual, you with a smile

Just be happy"

Perhaps that was the beginning of nightmares and worries.Touzi knew that she was a champion, so she shouldn't look so vulnerable anyway, but from the postcard she saw with other people sent by N, to the famous rookie archaeologist Touya in front of the museum in Qibao City, At this time, Touzi is an archaeological idiot and N is an archaeological fanatic are slowly connected together, and now he added the sentence "there are more than N archaeological fanatics in the world".And Touzi, besides continuing to help N build the empty museum, has nothing to do.

The necessary keen quality of a fighter has reminded Touzi early that N may be as important as a lover to Touzi. As for Touzi to N...but it may not be as important as Touzi imagined - the role of N to Touzi may be in N The body is an ideal, and Touzi is always just a passer-by to perfect N's ideal.It is like a swimmer pedaling a stone to go far away.

3.

When the project finally came to an end, the second day after a celebration banquet where the host was not present was held with Aloe as the leader.

When the sound of "winter is dry, fire prevention and theft prevention" came from the west, the long-gloomy sky finally cleared up, and Touzi saw snowflakes thickly spread under his feet, and heard the crunching sound of them when he stepped on them.

"I heard Mr. N is coming back."

After he was identified as recovering from depression, almost all the girls on the street noticed that green hair one night, and the name N. Harmonia suddenly became as famous as Touzi.

She tried a few times to strike up a conversation with the girls, the girls in scarves and fluffy white hats, who like to walk from the steaming ramen shop to the other side of the street for a winter snow drink shop.Their steps are light and quick.If the steps of Touzi and N are like a blocked city in this winter, some people will be like snow.The poet beats the rhythm and carries the instrument across the entire field of vision in front of Touzi.He stretched out his hand and wanted to move forward, but he stopped for some reason.The girl resentfully sat back on the bench in the park. The board that said "He hasn't come back for a long time" swallowed it like a person's hesitation, and she put it behind her back and hid it.During the week of his recovery, the heat from the wood-bouncing heat began to drop below zero, and the ash and water froze.Touzi thinks that there is no need to turn on the stove alone, but the mobile phone bought for N has not even sent a text message here.Endless waiting and a decadent faint hope ignited in a letter left one morning, there was only one sentence on it: "I'm out." Fortunately, it didn't say: "Farewell" or, "I left."

Before Aloe left, she asked Touzi to think about what she wanted to be in the whole story. "Aren't I just thinking about it?" Touzi sat in the sun in a daze, smelling the smell of spring from a distance.Probably, a girl who has a crush on her cohabitant?She hummed and laughed at herself, so should she show the strength of a champion?Imagining the scene where I was persistently chasing someone all over the world with a whip, I suddenly laughed out loud.Who would know such a thing as positioning, is it a bit boring to be a human being and have to do it in the setting that I wrote down for myself, lazily put the peaked cap on my hair, all Touzi can do is to do Touzi well, she thought .

In fact, she missed him so much that she couldn't bear the separation.There are no previews or promises, just endless speculation and waiting of infinite breadth.It's not that Touzi hates the time alone so much, it's just that the sea was too difficult... Well, she really hates this kind of time.At least when she was with N, she was happy with loneliness, and when she was alone, she hated it to the bone...or the existence of N satisfied her desire for the world, and when she was with him, she could be infinitely close to her, which she coveted for a long time true?It's always good to have at least one person who understands yourself.

"I heard that the museum here may become Mr. N's personal museum?"

"I heard that this museum seems to be recruiting attendants recently?"

"I heard that there is a chance to meet him..."

Such voices are not uncommon.

It's a pity that like winter snow melting into the sea, there is no sound of splashing.

All is well this night, when Touzi was having her dozens of insomnias, she heard the end.The orange-red sky was burned into a pitch-black hole. At first, Touzi really thought it was like this—but he didn't think it was a fire.Then the dust and choking sour smell rushed over, like bells ringing in waves.Then there was noise and human voices——the first time Touzi saw this street like a busy city, she stood by the window of the houses, and then saw one after another collapsed, and the fire shone brightly on the sea in the sky.The place where the fire broke out seems to be a newly built museum. You can see people walking there on bamboo poles that have not cooled down, and then there is a salty smell of the sea, and there is bitter salt water under their tongues.

Don't care?That's the museum you built.

But at this moment, the museum seems to have lost its meaning.Touzi shook his head and got up safely, first at the bottom, then jumped to the sawdust and wooden strips that had not been cleaned up, all the way up to the pointed roof and the hut inside the transparent glass on the roof.The shape of a candle lighthouse was really burnt out in the end—the unbroken dream woke up.

Blurred into the shadow of a young man with green hair.

At this moment, Touzi was awakened suddenly. She saw a green-haired young man rushing towards the fire, no doubt it was the one who said "I want to save all cultural relics as much as possible"——

"I heard Mr. N is coming back."

If I am going to die, I will never admit that I died in the fire.

As early as this moment, my heartbeat had stopped.

I saw myself running out on the snowy ground, stumbling and kneeling under the icy pale moon, my body temperature was stripped away by the winter, and I even showed the iron blue color of a dead body.But I just wish I could call someone by name if I could.

Whisper, call, or cry.

Whatever it is, I want to call that person by his name.Even if it can only be called once in this life...just once.

Unfortunately I can't.

For the first time in his life, Touzi hated her aphasia like this.

Too bad she can't.

Just as she could only stumble and walk on the snow, she could only watch N break into the sacred temple surrounded by flames, and then the surging tide of the sky engulfed the world, losing her voice before it went dark.

The noise of the crowd, the sound of bells, the singing of maidens.This museum is like a huge furnace, and N and Touzi are rushing into it.So it includes the crackling sound of a rotten heart being burned.They are all gone.

Can't stop.

Touzi found that she couldn't stop her footsteps.If N breaks into the fire, there is no reason for Touzi not to be in the fire. Touzi cannot exist without N. As early as when they met, Touzi knew that N meant to leave, but she couldn't let him get his wish.No one can escape her life alone and live alone, neither can Touzi, just like N can't-climb up the steps, and then pass through the gate, the beams and columns are eroded by fire and collapse, and there is no direction in this closed wall The door to escape.

"If I beat Gages, if I prove everything to the world, will N...N stay by my side?"

Just when was the conversation, why I don't remember...Gages?Who is that... The memory has begun to blur, ah, the voice is so mixed, no, why can I speak the voice at this time.And the me who can speak, why ask such a question, because isn't the answer obvious... sadly?

"Sorry, Touzi." The young man said, "Goodbye."

This is the moment before consciousness goes deep into chaos, the last story I hear in my life.

Someone must want to tell me: "This is the truth you want."

4.

In the future, people still often talk about it:

"Touzi died for N, but what about N?"

As for the answer—that museum was actually newly renovated by Touzi to help N, and the fact that there was nothing in it and nothing to be saved seemed to be burned to ashes along with the fire.

No one mentioned it.

FIN.