Two-dimensional star system

Chapter 197 [Chapter 201] Quadriplegia in the capital!
back home.

Sunan collapsed on the sofa.

He was lying on the sofa, lying on his back with a decadent look on his face, as limp as a pile of meat.

Sakata Gintoki poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and poured another glass for Sunan. As soon as he turned around, he saw Sunan slumped on the sofa in that posture.

"You...have chondroporosis?"

Sunan rolled his eyes with disgust.

Chondroporosis?
Leave your sister alone!
Anyway, the stalk of "Ge You's paralysis" will never be explained clearly to you.

So, Sunan squinted his eyes and instructed Yinshi to put the water on the coffee table in front of him: "You know what, this is a kind of mourning culture."

clam?
What culture?
Funeral culture?
Sakata Gintoki felt that he did not understand what his best friend was talking about.

Su Nan continued to slump lazily on the sofa, squinting his eyes and explaining seriously: "Listen, my method of paralysis has the traditional style of an uncle from City B! As the saying goes: dumplings are not as delicious as they are comfortable, but they are not as delicious as dumplings. Lie down."

"Indulge yourself without any scruples, relax completely without any desires or demands, no matter what, no restraint, whoever wants to say whatever they want, whoever wants to watch can watch whatever they want. Anyway, this is what I am doing."

Sakata Gintoki: "..."

You still have the traditional demeanor of the uncle of City B! ?
It's really killing you.

Common sayings have been moved out by you.

Fortunately, it is not as delicious as dumplings, and it is not as comfortable as lying down.

What kind of thought did you use to say it!

Su Nan continued: "It is human nature to pursue comfort, relaxation, and reject pressure. There is no need to advocate for it. It is something you are born with. It can be said to be self-taught without a teacher."

"However, in order to survive, develop, succeed, and excel, people still have to work comfortably and easily, without any pressure, without taking any responsibility. Actually sitting in the office, sitting in a suit and leather shoes at the negotiating table, standing in the watchtower with chest up and stomach, and sweating profusely on the construction site..."

"Think about it, it really makes sense."

"For so many years, I have really wronged myself."

Sakata Gintoki picked out his ear with his little finger, with a disgusted expression on his face.

Hey, hey, you are so awesome.

It is human nature to pursue comfort.

There is no need to advocate requirements, and you can learn directly without a teacher.

I have really wronged you for so many years.

If you are capable, you will be paralyzed here for the rest of your life!
Sunan collapsed on the sofa, took a sip of water from the cup with an aggrieved face, and continued: "My paralysis is a posture! It's a spirit!"

"It fully expresses my struggle against the unruly destiny of life!"

……

……

Sakata Gintoki already wanted to roll his eyes to heaven.

What about the face?

Do you want more?
You paralyzed into a "chondroporosis" appearance, and now you actually tell me that this is a kind of culture, a kind of spirit"?
Also expressed your struggle against the unruly fate of life?
Fight the hell!
"Then tell me about your mourning culture."

"What does it have to do with your paralysis?"

"Where is it?"

"Why didn't I see it!"

Sunan put the water glass back on the table with a calm face: "The young man is just too anxious, listen to me."

Sakata Gintoki: "..."

Sunan paused, and said: "Sang culture is the young people of our age or a few years older than us. In real life, they lose their goals and hopes, fall into the quagmire of decadence and despair and live hard to extricate themselves. They lose Mind, aimless, staggering, without emotion, without consciousness, without restraint, can only survive in the numbness of the walking dead."

"The so-called mourning culture refers to the language, words or pictures that are popular among young people with emotions and colors such as decadence, despair, and pessimism. It is a new form of youth subculture."

"It is a microcosm of youth subculture in the new media era. It reflects the current youth's spiritual characteristics and collective anxiety. To a certain extent, it is a manifestation of youth's social mentality and social psychology in the new era."

"Simply put, I just want to lie down, don't want to think, don't want to do anything."

Sakata Gintoki was slightly silent.

Then flip the table.

You are a fart of mourning culture!

I also want to lie down every day, I don’t want to go to class, I don’t want to work hard, I don’t want to run around with you!

I am also very anxious and decadent, and I also want to look up at the starry sky at a 45-degree angle!

But... what you said sounds reasonable.

How about giving it a try?

Sakata Gintoki just thought about it for a while, then walked to Sunan's side without any hesitation, took out his mobile phone to face Sunan's posture, only heard a "click", and took a photo.

Sunan looked up lazily: "What are you doing?"

Sakata Gintoki replied: "I'm going to be paralyzed just like that."

Sunan asked again: "What does that have to do with you taking a picture of me?"

Sakata Gintoki replied: "In the future, when people ask me who I learned from, I can show them this photo."

Sunan said, "You won."

Sakata Gintoki replied: "Don't dare, it's you who won and succeeded in persuading me."

After saying this, Sakata Gintoki imitated Sunan's movements and collapsed on the sofa.

under the sunset.

Facing the afterglow.

Two silver-haired teenagers.

by the window.

Lying there without image.

Ah, life.

It's so comfortable to be so paralyzed all the time.

Ah, life.

That's how it should be.

……

……

This is what Naruto and Sasuke saw when they came back.

Sunan and Sakata Yinshi were limp on the sofa without any image, without saying a word, their eyes were empty, and they stared blankly at the ceiling.

Naruto and Sasuke looked at each other, both looking confused.

What is this scenario?
Why are you all slumped on the sofa?

Naruto was silent for a moment, put on his slippers and walked forward, holding a round object wrapped in black cloth in his left hand, he put down the object, and asked: "You two... Do you have chondroporosis?"

Chondroporosis?
These words...sound a bit familiar.

Sakata Gintoki: "..."

Sunan patted the empty space on the right side of the sofa: "Come on, there is still room here, let's go together."

Sasuke: "..."

Naruto:"……"

What do you mean there is still a place here! ?
What do you mean let's get together! ?
Enough for the two of you!
Naruto roared in an instant: "You two! How shameless! Sasuke and I worked so hard to go to the company to work overtime, it's good for you two! You actually slumped here and enjoyed it comfortably!"

"You two..."

"It's really hopeless!"

Naruto's words naturally aroused Sasuke's extreme approval.

Sasuke snorted, "Are you comfortable?"

Su Nan glanced at them sideways and replied: "Calm down, young people, let me teach you about mourning culture."

……

……

After a few minutes.

under the sunset.

Facing the afterglow.

Two silver-haired boys, one black-haired boy, and one blond boy.

By the window, and in a row.

Lying there without image.

Ah, life.

It's so comfortable to be so paralyzed all the time.

None of the four of them spoke, and they were paralyzed there quietly, all with a faceless look, staring blankly at the ceiling.

……

……

It was not until a long time later that Sunan collapsed on the sofa, glanced at the unknown object wrapped in black cloth on the table, and asked lazily, "What is that? Is it the gift you brought back?"

Naruto moved his body, enjoying the afterglow of the setting sun: "I found it on the street stall, if you want it, take it."

Sunan nodded: "Then bring it for me."

Naruto: "...I don't want to move either, you can take it yourself."

Sunan: "...Sasuke, please bring it here for me."

Sasuke: "...the weather is fine, take it yourself."

Sunan: "..."

We promised to fall in love with each other.

Let's work hard together.

You... have you forgotten our dream?

Just as Su Nan turned around, before he could say anything, Sakata Gintoki refused directly: "Don't look at me."

Sunan sighed leisurely.

Forget it, let's move by ourselves.

So, Sunan stood up leisurely, glanced at the thing wrapped in black cloth on the table, and opened it.

In the next second, the three words that came into his eyes made him wake up in a flash.

It says.

Lake Toya.

(End of this chapter)