In Tokyo, I just want salted fish

Chapter 348 Extra Story Horizon (2)

The place to go this time is an ordinary small village in Japan.

The purpose of this trip is to do some sketching research for these liberal arts students.

It can also be counted as a university study trip.

After the bus left the station, under the leadership of Professor Okuno, he came to a B&B to settle down.

The homestay provides accommodation and meals, and it can be regarded as a Japanese farmhouse for leisure and vacation.

The owner of this homestay is a grandfather who is over [-] years old. He is in good health. Several young people work here as helpers. They are not too busy on weekdays, so there are more idlers on weekdays.

Country houses are usually quite spacious.

Right in front of the dining room, there is a quiet garden pool under the eaves. When eating or ordering, the old man will personally use a net to catch a few fish as ingredients.

Ordinary melons, vegetables, fish and shrimp, once passed through his hands, have an unexpectedly good taste.

Also because of the scenic courtyard pool, the dining room has a large window as a passage for people to watch the rain scene.

I just arrived today, and everyone talked freely all day long.

Kai Uesugi would occasionally chat with a few classmates who were close, but in the end he still liked to sit quietly by the window and look behind the pool, the Osmanthus tree in the rain.

"It's a pity that it's autumn and it's still raining, otherwise sweet-scented osmanthus would be extra fragrant when used to make clear tea."

Professor Okuno sat on the cushion next to Uesugi Kai with a cup of tea.

"Why don't you chat more with everyone? I think you are quite popular in the eyes of the few girls in our school, haha."

The wide windows let in the light from the outside, outlining Uesugi Kai's upright and dark back.

"I just want to see the rain."

"Rain," Professor Okuno followed him, looking at the osmanthus tree swaying in the rain. "Rain is a very magical thing. Do you know how many literati describe rain?"

"How much?" Uesugi Kai asked, turning his head.

I saw Professor Okuno patted his cross-legged knee and laughed loudly: "Haha, I don't know either.

"However, a person who can guess the rain's mind must have been nourished by the rain, and his body must have been beaten by the rain, and when the rain falls to the ground, it will be splashed with emotional waves."

"How do you understand this sentence?" Kaoru Uesugi asked calmly.

"It varies from person to person, just like me, what I see on this pool of water are the various forms of nature, high and low tones, they fall, they are music when I am in a happy mood, and noise when I am in a low mood."

"Can you understand this artistic conception?" Professor Okuno asked with a smile, "Now, in your eyes, what does rain look like?"

Uesugi Kai stared ahead and said indifferently, "It's gray and colorless."

"Where's the green osmanthus tree?"

"Greyed by the rain."

Professor Okuno looked into his eyes and felt that the hot tea in his hand was going to be much colder.

"Professor, I've been thinking about a question recently."

Professor Okuno took a sip of hot tea, "Well, tell me."

"When watching a movie, everyone loves the characters in it, because they are happy when they are reunited, sad when they part, and even moved or heartbroken when the work ends.

"This kind of emotion is especially strong at the end of the movie, when the meaning is still unfinished, but after a short time, this kind of worrying emotion suddenly disappears. People no longer love the story of the heroine and the heroine, and no longer love the original story. The story of the story has the passion of the heart at the beginning, just like... forgetting to be moved."

In the courtyard, the sound of rain rose and fell.

Professor Okuno stared out the window and said, "Uesugi, what kind of mood do people feel when they meet a TV they like and it's halfway through the broadcast?"

"I want to watch the underground part urgently."

"Well, they will be like this, during this period, people will discuss enthusiastically, share their emotions enthusiastically, on social software, on forums, on comments.

"They all want to see a discussion about TV characters, to see if other people think the same way as they do, and when the favorite part of them is in the majority, people will bash those who come up with counterarguments, even while watching When it comes to bad comments about a certain character, people will subconsciously feel disgusted.

"You know, this is—the power of emotions."

"Works are all about conveying emotions, which is also called expression, and there are also sales, but many times the works are sold for the sake of selling, and the conflict is described in a big way, which is very enjoyable, but when it is over, people's emotions return to calm, causing emptiness Of course people will forget, after all, there is no stimulus around all the time, the spirit and the body are always strongly related, in most cases, the perception of the body is greater than the spirit.”

"professor."

"Listen to me first."

Professor Okuno interrupted him.

"Have you seen "The Truman Show"?"

"Seen."

"The essence of it is in this final ending.

"When the audience saw Truman break free from the shackles and escape from the false life on live TV, they were so excited that they shook the table vigorously. They were happy and cheered. Everyone was happy for the protagonist and the story of Truman, but when The reality show was taken off the TV, and the cheers of the two policemen died away abruptly, and they said nonchalantly: 'Look what else is on'.

"So... what does this story mean to them?"

"Truman is just a story for their entertainment."

Professor Okuno said with a smile: "Most people's emotions in modern times are cheap and fast, because there are many works, and after being touched here, go to the next place to be moved. So my suggestion for your question is to experience the present moment."

"But what if you still can't forget it for a long time?"

"Living in the moment, emotions can change."

Kaoru Uesugi sat up from the darkness, folded his hands, and rested his head on the knees of his legs.

It was pitch black all around.

Only the sound of raindrops hitting the tiles can be heard.

Uesugi Kai completely ignored the coldness that invaded his whole body, just thinking about it in his mind.

Her long white dress is still swaying gently in the silver wheat field.

"Are you thinking of me? Hanabi"

The body is getting colder and colder.

He thought of that day, which was also a rainy night.

That night, the candles in the house were full of green flames.

Kaoru Uesugi tried his best to put aside the memory of that day, got up and walked to the cabinet, and took out the diary from the backpack above it.

After turning on the flashlight function of the mobile phone, Kai Uesugi sat back on the berth and covered himself with a quilt.

In a small space filled with light sources, it was gently opened.

The beautiful words on the inside of the cover were gently stroked, and the more he looked at it, the more Huahuo's smile that gave him this diary as a birthday present appeared in front of his eyes.

"It's my birthday present this year!" she said.

Uesugi Kai still held the diary and shook it, saying that it was too cheap.

Obviously just complaining.

But I never thought that no matter how cheap things are, they are all precious.

This diary is almost finished.

Kaoru Uesugi took out the pen in the diary and wrote down what happened today.

"It's still raining today.

Professor Okuno said that it is not necessary to pay too much attention to the emotions brought about by the story.

They all change, they all pass, even if they did love the characters in the story.

But I think, if Hanabi is also a person in the story.

The beautiful scenes I experienced together were all given up by everyone in the end. That would be a pity.
Feelings are subject to change.

But I think, I will still think of you, Hanabi.

If even I forget your smile when you are happy, then you are back to the lonely girl who only had one birthday when you were a child?
Don't be sad, Hanabi, I'm still thinking about you, thinking about your birthday.

We went to school together, watched fireworks, and held hands.
It's just a pity that I couldn't see you standing in front of me in a wedding dress in the end.

I think you will be crying with happiness at that time.”

"Flowers."

The strokes end reluctantly on the last ellipsis.

Uesugi Kai hugged the closed note, lay on the sleeper, closed his eyes, and fantasized about entering the wavy golden wheat field again.

He looked up at the moon occupying half of the sky on the horizon, and kept running forward, trying his best to chase the moonlight back of the girl blowing in the wind.

Kaoru Uesugi knew.

No matter how far away, her white dress has been swaying in the beating heart.

(End of this chapter)