To my frozen hometown

Chapter 15 Yanagihara has no self-consciousness as a human being

For the next few days, Yanagihara continued to live in that small hotel with Al while waiting for news from Watson.

When she was free, she would sit at the bar in the lobby and watch the guests coming and going.

It was a way for her to pass the time, something special but not boring.

People can always find entertainment in other people, which is why they are called social animals.

The same is true for Liuyuan, but she usually just observes other people's behavior, and rarely participates in people's communication and interaction.

In the past three or four days, she has seen alcoholics who are drunk all day long, pessimists who moan all day long, and ordinary people who have given up struggling and endured everything silently.

But the only thing she has never met is a person who can still live with peace of mind.

Undoubtedly, the approach of the herd cast a shadow over the already oppressive greenhouse.

Until one day, Liu Yuan saw an exception.

It was a foggy morning, and a strange young man pushed open the door of the hotel.

Saying that he is a stranger is because Liu Yuan has not seen him in the hotel yet.

I say he is a young man because he looks about eighteen or nineteen years old. He is indeed a shy boy. His short brown hair is not well-groomed, but he is not as casual as Liuyuan. Simple pruning.

His appearance could not be called handsome, but at least his facial features were correct, except that there were some small freckles on his nose and cheeks, which added a bit of childishness to his immature appearance.

He was wearing a light brown coat and a flat hat on top of his head. From the appearance, he looked like a newsboy next door, with a gentle temperament and some youthful innocence unique to teenagers.

Of course, Liu Yuan noticed him not because of these reasons.

The reason why she noticed this boy was because at this moment, there was a smile on his face that was enough to attract attention.

He walked into the hotel, waved to the boss and said.

"Mr. Hoff, I finished the picture you asked me to draw last time."

"Oh, is that so?" Listening to the young man's words, the boss's dead face showed a rare expression of joy.

While beckoning the young man to sit down, he said to the young man.

"Hurry up and show me."

"No problem." The boy grinned at the corner of his mouth, and then placed a picture frame wrapped in kraft paper on the bar counter.

The boss couldn't wait to tear apart the kraft paper, took out the painting inside, and put it in front of him to examine it carefully.

"Well, not bad, very good."

After saying two good things in a row, the boss stroked his beard and could see that he was really satisfied.

Following the angle of the bar, Liu Yuan glanced at the boss's hand, and found that it was a portrait painting of a dignified woman with a lifelike charm, indeed it can be said to be a very outstanding work.

This is rare, because after the disaster, few people paint anymore, and even music, poetry, and books have gradually faded out of people's vision.

Due to the hardships of life, these things that were once regarded as treasures were slowly abandoned in the long river of time.Can not tell is a kind of sadness, or a kind of necessity.

Liu Yuan didn't pay attention to the painting again, but turned his attention to the young boy again.

The boss had also put away the picture frame at this time, and said to the boy with a smile.

"You wait here first, I'll get you some food, and get your reward along the way."

"Okay, then I'll trouble Mr. Hoff." The boy didn't refuse the boss's kindness, and after nodding, he found a chair and sat down.

"It's nothing to trouble, it's just a meal." The boss poured a glass of water for the boy, then turned and left.

Then there was a silent silence at the bar.

The boy drank the water boredly, while Liu Yuan watched the boy silently.

Her gaze was not covered in the slightest, which made the boy feel her gaze after a while, and became restless.

"That." Finally, the boy couldn't help it anymore, he turned his head to look at Liu Yuan, and asked with a slightly embarrassed smile.

"What's the matter with you, because you seem to be looking at me all the time."

Liu Yuan was awakened by the boy's voice, only to realize that he seemed to have been in a trance for a long time, so he nodded to the boy, and then replied flatly.

"Oh, nothing, I'm just interested in you."

Well, that's not a very easy statement to make, especially when a woman says it to a man.

The young man obviously misunderstood Liu Yuan's meaning, his cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then quickly avoided Liu Yuan's sight, lowered his head, took a sip of water awkwardly, and said in a somewhat helpless manner.

"This, this way..."

"Yeah." But Liu Yuan, a savage, didn't notice this.

She just responded affirmatively, and then, out of politeness, she stopped seeing the boy.

She was just a little curious about this smiling young painter.

The atmosphere at the bar has become a little weird.

The situation between Liu Yuan and the boy also reversed.

Now it's the boy's turn to take a peek at Liu Yuan, but he naturally doesn't dare to "steal" it openly like Liu Yuan, so he can only sneak a glance at Liu Yuan when Liu Yuan is drinking and looking at others. .

In the eyes of the young man, Liu Yuan seemed very unapproachable.

But her appearance is such a symbol, it is almost like a stone sculpture from the hands of a master, showing the beauty of proportions and lines.

It is undeniable that although Liu Yuan's appearance does not necessarily conform to ordinary people's aesthetics of women, her body proportions and muscle curves are absolutely perfect.

For a painter, this undoubtedly has a fatal attraction.

What a beautiful lady.

The boy thought of this obsessively.

But why would she say that to me?

Does she...

No, no, we've only met for the first time.

I must be thinking too much, she should be interested in my paintings, yes, she must be interested in my paintings.

But, but...

On this side, the boy's mood was extremely tangled.

On the other hand, Liu Yuan was completely unaware of what he had done.

He was just still drinking, looking casually at the hall.

The owner of the inn finally came back. He prepared a broth for the boy, and at the same time handed a piece of ore the size of a thumbnail to the boy as a reward.

This is a rare ore. As the name suggests, it is generally divided into some relatively rare ores. After the currency collapsed, they replaced part of the currency.

But because the amount of circulation is not clear, many people still prefer to barter.

This meal was extremely painful for the boy, he wanted to talk to Liu Yuan countless times, but he didn't know how to speak.

He wanted to find out the situation of the matter, but he was afraid of Liu Yuan's aura that no one should enter.

The young boy didn't say a word until he finished drinking the broth in his hand.

Liu Yuan sat at the side, drinking the wine in his glass, a little confused.

Of course she felt that the boy was looking at her, after all her intuition was sharper than most beasts.

But she didn't say this, because she also looked at the other party for a long time just now.

It's just that she didn't understand why the boy did this.

Is there something strange about me?

Thinking of this, Liu Yuan lowered his head and looked at his body.

Fortunately, everything is normal, and there is no extra hand growing because of the mutation.

But at this moment, the boy stood up suddenly, blushing, as if he had made up his mind, he bowed to Liu Yuan and said.

"Female, ma'am, my name is De Rosso. I live at No. 110 Thumb Street. I am single and an orphan. Thank you very much for your kindness to me, but I have heart swelling. The doctor said that I can only I have another nine months to live, so I'm sorry, I can't respond to your feelings, just, just, that's all, I'll go first."

After saying that, the boy fled out of the hotel in a hurry.

He didn't know if he misunderstood something, anyway, his time was running out, and there should be no possibility for the two of them to meet again in the future.

So he just said what he was supposed to say.

He is a dying man who cannot afford other people's feelings.Therefore, no matter whether Liu Yuan was interested in his paintings or in him, he had no way to respond.

Liu Yuan sat at the bar in a daze, holding a half glass of rubbish wine in his hand.

What happened just now, she was a little unresponsive.

Why is he apologizing to me?

What is it called not being able to respond to my feelings, and why is his face so red?

But soon, Liu Yuan seemed to have found something in her dusty memory, showing a little understanding.

Oh, the blushing is that, the estrous expression that humans show when they want to mate? (Forgive her expression, it's been too long since she's lived as a normal human being.)

So, am I rejected?

For a moment, Liu Yuan didn't know what kind of mood he should have when facing this matter.

However, there was one thing that surprised her.

Could this person only live for nine months? She really didn't see this.

When she saw De Rosso for the first time, she thought he was just a different teenager.

I didn't expect him to be a patient with heart swelling.

Cardiovascular disease, also known as heart tumor, is referred to as cardiac tumor after the disaster.Symptoms such as chest pain, fainting, left ventricular congestion, and right ventricular failure will occur during the onset. Based on current medical conditions, this is obviously a terminal illness that cannot be cured.

But the appearance of this young man does not look like a dying person at all.

If he didn't lie to me, he was really special.

Thinking of this, Liu Yuan shook his head, not caring about the surprised gazes around him, and continued to drink the wine in his hand.

(End of this chapter)