"Net King" is not just a good friend

Chapter25．Haruki Murakami (むらかみはるき MurakamiHaruki)

To you "who have become adults":

Everyone has their own forest, maybe we have never been there, but it has always been there and will always be there.

Those who are lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again.Those who are lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again. - Haruki Murakami

"If you give this to me, when I return it to you next time, how will I know which one of your so many cassettes is the second half of it?" The childish voice seemed to be talking next to him.

This is Shi Shi's childish voice when she was four or five years old. It belongs to Xiao Shi's business, she remembers.

"It's okay! Every one of my cassettes! I remember them all very clearly!" Another immature boy's voice explained to her seriously, a little hoarse but full of confidence.

"However, I'm still very worried." Xiao Shi was entangled and persistent.

After all, in her world, every child should be as unintelligent as herself, confused, "What if you accidentally forget or get confused?"

The little boy has grown up so much, and he has never seen such a tangled girl. I don't know what she is worried about, but it is hard to talk to her.

Thinking of the elder brother who cared for her at that time, if I don't give her a secret signal that we can meet again next time, the cute girl in front of me doesn't look like she will remember her smart appearance, with a look of Stupid.

The little boy thought about it, quickly found a pen, and drew half of the symbols on the two cassettes three times and two times.

"Here, look!" The little boy showed off and proudly grabbed one of the pieces and gave it to the little girl, "This way we won't make any mistakes!"

"Then... if I forget to return it to you, will you not play with me next time?" The little girl pouted and said things that often happened to her, never remembering that the things in her hand were borrowed by others. for yourself.

"It doesn't matter, even if you forget, I will remember, I will definitely ask you to come back, and give you the second half." The little boy made a promise, as serious as an oath.

"Wow~! You are amazing! You are amazing!" Xiao Shi moved closer to the little boy, and the chubby hand stuck to the little boy's arm.

"Not really..." The little boy was suddenly shy, because the little girl admired him sincerely and looked at the stars in his eyes. He scratched his head with the other empty arm, but he was secretly happy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help it. Upturned, "Well, actually a little bit."

Although the little boy didn't think his actions were very clever, but the girl in front of him must not have enough IQ. Since he must be much, much smarter than her, he should still admit her praise.

"Hey! Do you know how to play rope?" Xiao Shi has recently become so obsessed with this game that he always has a rope in his pocket.

"Yes. But..." The little boy felt Xiao Shi's fat hand leave his arm, watched her grab a messy rope from the pocket of his overalls, and stopped The phrase "that's a girl's game" was almost said.

Instead, "Well, I'm having a good time..."

"Really?!"

Although Xiao Shi is three or four years old, but because of his good teeth, he not only eats a lot of staple food, but also has a lot of snacks. The little round belly hidden in the overalls, because of the excitement, he suddenly approached the little boy and firmly pressed against him. On the belly of the little boy.

The little boy was caught off guard by her bump and almost fell. He quickly grabbed the little girl's shoulders with his hands, and felt that he was too fragile, and his face was slightly hot.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" Xiao Shi felt that he bumped into the little boy, and touched his round belly with two chubby hands, "I ate too much at noon."

Xiao Shi frowned, and began to mutter, "Every time Liang Yi dislikes me for eating too much, but he keeps feeding me, he feeds me, and then, isn't it possible to waste food? Eating and eating, I made my stomach so round."

While talking, Xiaopang grabbed the little boy's hand and pressed it on his round belly, "Touch and see if it's really round hahahahaha!"

Full of pride is in her laughter.

"Yeah." The little boy obediently followed Xiaoshi's hand and touched her protruding little round belly, "It's so cute, my mother said I used to have it too, but I started to grow taller, so it's gone Woolen cloth."

"Ah? Then I will also grow taller, and then my stomach will disappear?" Xiao Shi looked at his own stomach with twisted eyebrows, and then looked at the little boy's stomach. Touched the little boy's belly.

"Well, you see, I don't have a stomach." The little boy was explaining nervously.

The two bean sprouts were standing in the courtyard touching each other's bellies, very serious, as if they were touching some ancient jade to judge whether its composition was pure enough.

Ryoichi Takeuchi, who was already in elementary school, walked from the indoors to the courtyard and saw this scene. His mood was a little broken. Why was his precious sister's belly being touched by a little boy, and he was so excited.

And his stupid and cute sister also had a great time touching other people's stomachs.

The last two children who didn't know the world were taken away after Ryoichi Takeuchi and the little boy's sister appeared.

It seemed that before being taken away, their brothers and sisters had an argument over this, saying something, "Okay! I'll wait! Your sister will definitely let my brother touch her stomach in the future!"

What else, "If not, I'll touch my stomach for you, I'm afraid of you! Hmph!"

Regarding the memory after that day, now that he thinks about it, he guesses that he was put into the car by his parents and returned home after being lulled to sleep by Liang Yi.

Because after that, no matter how hard he thought about it, the little boy never appeared in his memory.

Going around, the memory that had been dusted for a long time was unlocked and released when I saw the cassette with the other half of the symbol.

In my memory, the little boy's dark blue hair and those blue eyes overlapped with the 16-year-old Ninja Yuuji.

The sentence in the music practice room, "Well, I've been here all the time."

On a rainy day, I went to the door of my house behind my back and asked myself, "Can I lend you the cassette?"

There is also the lonely soliloquy at the end, "Next time, next time I find an out-of-print song and lend it to you together."

Almost desperate and frightened, he said, "I am very scared. I am afraid that she will be scared away by me, and that she will not realize my feelings for her. In case, she is really a coward and runs away from me, what should I do... I I thought, I shouldn't only care about my own feelings, but ignore her true endurance."

Some helplessly sighed resignedly, "The most terrible thing is that you are still forgetful."

Confessing to her actually implied another meaning, "Xiao Shi! It's okay, even if you are heartless, I still like you very much, anytime. Even if you don't remember, I will help us remember living."

There was no fear in front of her father Takeuchi Sonari, "It's because I have liked Xiao Shi since a long time ago, uncle."

Regarding the question "When did I like myself?" I asked myself the truth again and again, "It's been so long that I have forgotten it, Xiao Shi."

But I never force myself to accept it, I just wait alone in the truth that I don’t know whether it can be remembered or not.

Even though every time I come back disappointed and extremely lost, I still promise unswervingly, "I love you very much, since when did you start, Xiao Shi, you are the only person in this world that I believe will never get lost.

It turned out to be one person all along.

It turned out that the little boy was Yushi Ninzu.

It turned out that Yuji Ninzu really came back to find her, but she had long forgotten what kind of shackles she had created by rushing into his life rashly.

Turning around but continuing to live his own life heartlessly, leaving him alone in the encounter in the afternoon courtyard that day, and living in a time zone where only he and she are, neither wanting nor willing to escape.

During the time when she was laughing, crying, making noise, and being noisy without him, he would listen to the cassettes over and over again with the old tape recorder day after day, year after year.

Draw a symbol of a passionate wish on each cassette, and wait for her to remember it.

Tobecontinued......