Gotta Go the Healing Route

"Sister Toyama, why did you say the same thing as that guy..."

"That rascal?"

Toyama Kisaragi gave Akane Kazama a strange look, and then handed the book back to Akane Kazama.

"Which guy..."

In the process of handing the notebook to Akane Kazama, a page of paper quietly fell from the gap and landed on the table in front of Yuanshan Ruyue.

"This is..."

Yuanshan Ruyue reached out and picked up the paper, only to see that the manuscript paper was full of words.

"Did you write a second fairy tale? No, this is not your handwriting."

Before Kazama Qian came back to her senses, Yuanshan Ruyue sat back by the window and began to read the story on the manuscript paper.

But after a while, Yuanshan Ruyue's expression became more and more solemn, and finally her beautiful eyebrows were also tightened together.

Not knowing why a page fell out of her notebook, Akane Kazama quietly came to the side of Yuanshan Ruyue who was completely engrossed.

When I entered my eyes, I saw the title written on the manuscript paper covered with beautiful and neat handwriting:

"The little match girl."

Chapter 4 True Fairy Tales

The little match girl?

After seeing this title, Akane Kazama's first reaction was to scoff.

Now, she probably guessed who wrote the story.

After finishing the draft of the story last night, she put the notebook on the table in the living room.It must have been at that time that Kazama Xi's nosy guy took the opportunity to stuff this piece of paper into it.

Unconvinced because of last night's argument?

Akane Kazama recalled what that annoying guy said after talking about the subject of 'fairy tales' last night.

However, what Senior Sister Toyama said just now was similar to what that guy said last night.This made Akane Kazama a little concerned.

'Must be a coincidence...'

’ And, with a title like that, what good story could the little match girl develop?

With this in mind, Akane Kazama stood behind Toyama Kisaragi and read the text.

........

It was freezing cold, snowing, and getting dark again.It's the last day of the year - New Year's Eve.

But on this cold and dark night, a well-behaved little girl was walking barefoot on the street.

There are many matches in the girl's old apron.During the whole day, no one bought her a match, and no one gave her any money.

She was cold and hungry, and walked forward shivering.The snowflakes fell on her long fair hair, which fell in curls about her shoulders and looked beautiful, but she didn't notice it.

Dim lights shone from every window of the houses along the street.A smell of roast goose wafted around - because today is the New Year's Eve.A girl suffering from hunger and cold sat down in a corner of a house with her legs curled up in a ball.She felt even colder.

She didn't dare to go home, because she didn't sell a match, didn't earn any money, and her father would definitely beat her.Besides, it was as cold in the house as it was in the street.There was only a roof over their heads, and though the biggest cracks were plugged with grass and rags, the wind could still get in.

...........

The opening narration of the story is very plain, but a picture suddenly appeared in Akane Kazama's mind:

On a cold winter night, a girl in a shabby padded jacket huddled up in the corner of a deserted street.The pure white snow fell on her body like goose feathers, and those white feet had long been bruised and purple.

The girl couldn't help reaching out to catch a snowflake, letting it melt in her hands, and then looked up at the sky obsessively.

Especially when the little girl wearing her mother's pair of 'big slippers' was snatched by some brats, it made Akane Kazama a little upset.

"This is too miserable..." Akane Kazama couldn't help talking to herself.

Sure enough, that guy knows a fart of fairy tales.

Fairy tales are pure and beautiful fantasies for children to read. The protagonist at the beginning of this story is so pitiful, so it is not suitable for children to read.

but....

Maybe this is a bittersweet story?

The girl will definitely be discovered by well-meaning people next, and then they will take her into the house for a good meal.Presumably this is how the story develops.

Akane Kazama has to admit that the miserable girl described in the opening chapter really attracted her.

She would like to know the girl's next story.

.............

"The girl is really too cold. Now even a small match can bring her warmth is very precious. So the girl took out one of those matches and lit it."

The first match made the girl see the warm fire, but when she tried to get closer to the fire, the match went out.

The girl lit a second match, and she saw a variety of food.A roast duck even jumped off the plate, with a knife and fork stuck in its back, and waddled on the floor toward the girl.But at this moment, the match went out, and there was only a thick and cold wall in front of her.

The third match, and this time, there was this Christmas tree in front of her, bigger and more beautiful than the one she saw through the glass door of the rich merchant last Christmas.But when the little girl reached out to the Christmas tree, the candles on the Christmas tree rose higher and higher.

The candles ended up being twinkling stars in the sky.A star fell, drawing a thin red streak across the sky.

..................

"How could this be?" Akane Kazama's eyes widened when she read this.

Originally, I guessed that the girl would be rescued by kind people, thus promoting the truth, goodness and beauty did not appear.

On the contrary, the girl's three fantasies were ruthlessly broken because of the extinguishing of the match, which ended in a more miserable ending.

This is a fairy tale?

Akane Kazama went crazy.

If innocent children read this story, they may be moved by the beauty of the girl's three fantasies.

I have to admit that the guy's description of the stove, food and Christmas tree is really too dreamy, so that children can feel the same joy as the match girl.

However, for adults, what can be felt is an aversion to cold.

Yes, precisely because of these beautiful illusions.Knowing that these are just fantasies makes people feel even colder.

What about the ending?

What about the ending!

At this time, Akane Kazama had already bit her nails, wanting to see how this 'fairy tale' would end.

.............

"Someone is dying soon," said the little girl.

The only grandmother who loved her told her when she was alive: When a star falls, a soul goes to God.

And in the fantasy of the Christmas tree, the candle that rises higher and higher is like a star.

The girl couldn't help striking another match on the wall.This time, the matches lit up the surroundings.

This is the fourth match.This time, a kind face appeared in the light, so gentle.

"grandmother!"

The little girl screamed at this moment, more excited than when she saw the stove roast duck Christmas tree before.

So much so that tears slid down his cheeks.

"Please take me away! I know that once the match goes out, you will disappear, just like the warm stove, the fragrant roast goose, and the beautiful Christmas tree, you will disappear!"

The girl couldn't care less about matches anymore, so she quickly polished all the remaining matches, trying to keep grandma.A great handful of matches gave off a strong light, as bright as day.

Grandma has never been so tall and beautiful as she is now.Grandma picked up the little girl and held her in her arms.They flew away in light and joy, higher and higher, to a place where there was no cold, no hunger, and no pain.

The next morning, the little girl was sitting in the corner with flushed cheeks and a smile on her lips.She died, froze to death on last year's eve.The new year's sun rose and shone on her little body.

The little girl sat there with a handful of burnt matchsticks in her hand.

"She wants to warm herself..." the people who saw this scene said regretfully.

............

"No one knows what beautiful things she has seen, how happy she was, walking towards the happiness of the New Year with her grandma."

With the last paragraph of the author's self-report to the little girl, the whole story ends.

After carefully reading the whole article, and even re-reading a section, Yuanshan Ruyue couldn't help but raised his head and let out a long breath.

She reached out and covered her chest.

It was as if a stone was pressed against his chest, with such complicated emotions.

Following Yuanshan Ruyue's movements, Kazama Akane also broke away from her indulging in reading.She read the whole article carefully, and her face was complicated at the moment.

After calming down, Toyama Ruyue spoke, looked at Akane Kazama and said, "I want to know who wrote this fairy tale."

"It's really impressive, and it's also a thought-provoking fairy tale. Presumably the one who wrote this fairy tale should be one of your elders."

Kazama Qian also regained her composure: "Fairy tale? Such a miserable story, senior sister Yuanshan, do you still think it's a fairy tale?"

Kazama Akane seemed a little emotional, she admitted that this story really moved her.

The image of the tragic girl made her empathize with her, so that she felt resentful for the ending of the girl.

This is not a pure and innocent children's book, it is simply a children's cult with a "beautiful" cloak under a dark and deep core.

Especially at the end of the story, what does it mean to leave with grandma in happiness after seeing something beautiful? '

Are illusions beautiful?

Death....is that happiness?

This is a fairy tale, and Akane Kazama will never admit it.

But Yuanshan Ruyue just sighed softly:

"But it's definitely a fairy tale, Xiaoqian."

"Early fairy tales were not purely children's texts, but a genre that was regarded as short stories. The audience of early "fairy tales" included adults as well as children. "

"As I said before, real fairy tales use an exaggerated and dreamy approach to face and solve life's problems."