[1bitHeart] The closed world of you and me

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"Welcome home! Sijun!"

As soon as Nanessi arrived home, he was warmly embraced by his mother who was waiting for his return.

"Well, I'm back! Let mom worry you."

Probably because before he returned to his young body at this age, he was already at the age when he was embraced by the elders, or rather as an elder to embrace the younger, or it may be different from the impression that his parents were old in the most recent memory. She has just stepped into middle age, and due to her young appearance, compared to her impression of her mother, her current mother looks young and beautiful. Being hugged tightly by her mother like this, Naixi felt warm in her heart In addition, immediately felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

"You must be tired after driving for so long, come in and have a rest. There is barley tea and snacks in the refrigerator, do you want to eat?"

The hug lasted for a few seconds, and when Nanessi hesitated to remind his mother to hug for too long, his mother let go of her hand first, and then showed Nanessi's very familiar eyes when she was smiling. Slightly narrowing his gentle smile, he said so.

"Hmm! Alright! Then I'll go back to my room and put down my luggage!"

Pretending not to notice the faint tears in the corners of his mother's eyes, Nanessi also smiled back naturally, finished speaking in a cheerful voice, and stepped into the long-lost home.

The home is exactly the same as the home in my memory—or, in other words, it is the same as the childhood home that I remember most about my hometown. Although it looks a little strange at first glance, but I will soon be familiar with the 'home' The feeling covered the momentary feeling of unfamiliarity caused by not seeing each other for a long time.When Nanessi walked to the location of his own room in his memory on the wooden corridor, he had already shaken off the beginning, because he used to live in a modern house similar to the one he was renting now, and suddenly felt a sense of belonging. The slight sense of discomfort and disobedience is completely integrated into the atmosphere of the old home building.

Ah...so nostalgic, my room was like this before I was 14 years old.

Opening the door, Nanessi took a little look around the room of her 'past self', and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Probably during the period when he was away from home, his mother still cleaned the room regularly, and his room still looked clean, and other than that, all the sundries that were probably for leisure were put away in the cabinet before leaving home In the lower drawer, there are only basic furniture such as a bed, a desk and chair for study, and a large wardrobe. Even the curtains are only the simplest single-color curtains. The room is more deserted like a guest room.

Because the home is not so modern, like the high-tech items that come with the room in the apartment of the door, which use special projection equipment to project favorite patterns to decorate the room, or more advanced products developed in the future The virtual entity image projection and other things do not exist in the old building, so the scenery outside the window is the scenery outside, and the scenery is more colorful than the monotonous room. Instead, it became the key to making the room look a little angry.

And the old books that he had talked about with his mother in the previous correspondence were neatly tied up with plastic ropes and stacked on the desk in such a room. Nanaixi took a closer look and found that his mother was still very carefully putting away the textbooks of the same subject. It should be placed side by side with reference books, rather than simply tying up a stack of books without considering the content.

It was only then that Nanessi remembered that his mother was the type of person who paid great attention to the order in the details. The reason why his room was automatically tidy and tidy when it was not in use was more or less due to her traits. Impact──Unless he is concentrating on other things and has no time to notice the cleanliness of the surrounding environment, he will usually clean up the room on his own, but the state of use depends on the situation.

ah!But speaking of the room when I was 14──

Temporarily putting aside the old textbooks that he didn't want to look at immediately, Nanessi suddenly remembered something. After putting the luggage on the pile of textbooks, he sat down by the bed, pulled up the sheets familiarly, and then bent over I looked sideways—the little pornographic books and periodicals I bought together with the normal juvenile comics in the second-hand bookstore under the booing of my ex-friends were still there, but they were neatly packed just like the textbooks. After sorting and arranging, they were tied up with plastic ropes.

Uh... As expected, Mom would never fail to notice it when cleaning.But since it is categorized, is it possible that they have read the content?

Nanessi really can't imagine how his mother looked through and sorted these cartoons that he shouldn't read at this age, and he also thought that he used to be really. At the age of 14, after forgetting to pack and hide these books before leaving home, he was even more reluctant to think about it.

Giving up on continuing to think about this embarrassing question, Nanessi put down the sheets, and decided to secretly dispose of these things sometime—if he threw them away, the chances of being seen by someone were high, so he decided to put them away if he had time. This stack of publications, which may not be particularly outstanding, but which represent his youthful memories, is sent to the apartment where the door lives now, and will be disposed of after he returns there.

Then Nanessi began to take out the things in the luggage, and put them in the corresponding storage positions—although he knew that since his parents had agreed to let him transfer to the school near Lanyang Street, Maybe he had to pack his luggage and leave after a short stay, but he just left it like this. In the next few days, he would be repeatedly told by his mother to remember to pack it, so Nanessi still dealt with everything honestly Okay, and stuffed the rapidly becoming empty suitcase under the bed.

It didn't take a lot of time to sort out the unexpected ones. It may be that the things I brought back had already been sorted and put away before stuffing them into the luggage. Now that I move them out, I just need to put them where they should be. There is no need to classify them before putting them away. , so when his mother opened the door and called Nanessi to go to the living room to have some snacks, he not only packed up, but even had time to revisit the comics he read when he was a child—of course, it wasn’t the pile of comics that had already been read. The special books that he decided to find a way to dispose of were old boy comics that would be out of print for many years in the future.

Nothing special happened next, probably out of concern for his mood, his parents didn't say anything in particular to him other than saying welcome back and giving him a hug, as if he didn't It was as if he had gone to other places to recuperate because of school affairs, and it was as if the dropout incident that made the whole family's atmosphere unhappy hadn't happened. The attitude was the same as the ordinary days in Nanaixi's memory when he was a child, and the ordinary chat Some insignificant trifles—and it has to be said that his parents tried their best to pretend that nothing had happened, which made Nanessi feel relieved, and he was very grateful for their thoughtfulness, so he also pretended that nothing happened, with a cheerful and energetic attitude A natural response.

After dinner, it is time to take a bath, which is basically the same as when they get along day and night in Lanyang Street and the door. It is a time for relaxation or entertainment.

Because there are very few entertainment things here in my hometown, although there is a TV, my parents seldom turn it on to watch it. At home, because my parents don’t use the TV very much, unless there is a program I particularly want to watch, Naixi will not just turn it on without saying a word, and watch it in the way that I randomly switch channels and stop when I am interested. television.

When it comes to comic books, there are actually not many comic books at home. Apart from the normal ones in the cabinet, there are only the sorted ones under the bed, and the normal ones. I had almost finished flipping through before dinner, and those under the bed were not without nostalgic interest, but it would be quite embarrassing to think that if my parents accidentally saw them while flipping through the comics.

Speaking of this, Nanessi recalled the first time he read this kind of publication when he was a child──Because no matter what, he knew that reading that kind of publication at his age was absolutely inappropriate, but he still couldn’t bear it. Out of curiosity, I secretly used the flashlight function of the BitPhone to look under the quilt after I bought it in the middle of the night.The specific content of the books he read at that time is already very vague, but the feeling of frightened and heart pounding at the slightest movement at that time was more exciting than the content itself, and now he still remembers it fresh in retrospect.

Then, do you want to reproduce the situation at that time later, and look through it under the quilt?

For a moment, this idea came to Nanessi's mind, but he gave up after a few seconds of serious consideration—probably because he had been sitting in the car for a long time in the morning, even though the hot water slightly washed away the eyelid-sinking feeling after taking a bath. He is very tired, but now he is lazy and doesn't want to move. Compared with performing recreational activities that may consume energy, he wants to simply lie down and relax.

It feels like it's been a long time since I went home last time, I even forgot that my parents still looked so young...

Lying on the bed, since she didn't intend to go to sleep anytime soon, Naixi laid her head on the quilt which was still folded up, looked at the somewhat old ceiling, lay quietly, and let the thoughts in her head flow freely── To put it bluntly, it is half distracted and half contemplative in a daze.

Probably because my hometown is relatively open, unlike the big city where I stayed with the door, the buildings are densely packed close to each other, and the air coming in through the half-open windows is cooler, although the temperature is of course not as high as in the city. It's as cold as the air-conditioning over there, but it's also very pleasant.

By the way, Brother Men's side... In order to let me go to board there again for the school, with the character of my parents, I should talk to Brother Men again, and the plan should be exposed by then.If Brother Men expresses his embarrassment and persuades his parents to waver, so he persuades me not to bother others, it will be troublesome to study in a school that is a little farther away-afterwards, he must always pay attention to the situation of his parents. To do this, you have to try to interrupt and make them forget temporarily.

After posting like this for a while, Naixi felt a little bored and turned on the BitPhone to see any games he installed at this age that he would like to play now. At the same time, he subconsciously clicked on POTURI first to check if there were any for him. message, seeing the name of the door at the top of the list, he suddenly remembered this matter.

To be honest, even if he chose to follow the door's idea and go back to his hometown first, Nanaixi was not surprised and puzzled by the door's decision──even though the reason for the door was not knowing that he had Nanaisi by his side. From the perspective of those who planned it, it is undoubtedly reasonable and impeccable, but as the only exception at present, Nanessi, who knows this very well, is naturally very puzzled why the door suddenly gave up the original plan and had to send him back to his hometown.

Although a little surprised, combined with some subtle and imperceptible changes in the door during the period before returning, Nanessi also had some guesses about it, but it really made him determined to go home instead of just staying there The reason for this is mainly because he has noticed that the daily task of swiping the door's favorability seems to have encountered a bottleneck period-although such things as favorability, even with his natural ability, cannot be easily seen at a glance like love games. At most, it is possible to estimate the friendliness of the other party towards him after a comprehensive analysis of various values, but Naixi vaguely feels that the feelings that can be increased by daily interaction have probably reached the full value. In terms of games, it is necessary to It is a feeling that a personal special affection plot is triggered at a specific time or a specific place, and only by entering the next stage can the affection continue to increase.

Well... Even if I can see the values ​​of the world, I know that the real world can't be regarded as a game, and it doesn't follow the unique rules of the game.But I feel that we have been together all this time, and in the absence of other new strategies for deepening our relationship, a little separation for a while may also be a strategy.

That's what Nanaixi thought, and he also wanted to see his parents a little bit, so he came back here obediently──but the short-term separation Nanaixi can be accepted as a temporary vacation, but he has no real intention He didn't return to Lanyang Street until the summer vacation, so he decided not to let the door know his private tricks on school selection until he had settled the transfer and returned there with his luggage.

After all, although parents value his thoughts as the only only child, they can teach him a child who used to value others more than himself, even though the two of them are normal and ordinary people, not like they used to be. He thinks too much of himself and of others to the point of being abnormal, but he also respects the opinions of others. If the door really has objections, they can't just because Nanessi is their son, just for him. Completely ignoring other people's different opinions──Although he should be able to persuade his parents to maintain the original decision with a little effort, but because of this, he will feel tired if he is busy with this game, and it would be better to save trouble.

With all kinds of thoughts in his mind, Nanessi neatly made up the message to the door tonight—although he left the door strategically, but the routine daily presence still needs to be refreshed Otherwise, if the door really forgets him in a short period of time, and the favorability is cleared by the way, it will be miserable.

After chatting about some irrelevant topics on POTURI as usual, when sleepiness gradually emerged, Nanessi did not force himself to support his sleepy body to continue the conversation. After saying good night to the door, he was too lazy to spread the quilt to cover He just hugged the pillow in his arms, and fell asleep on the folded quilt like this.

The author has something to say: After watching the live broadcast late at night, I always feel very sad. After reading the barrage, it seems that it still looks like a novel. I don’t know where to go to read it. I just want to read the content.

Let’s talk about something unrelated to the work. I’m unemployed. I’ll be out of work until the end of the month. It’s sudden, but somehow I’m relieved, but my mother’s thoughts are even more annoying. How can I find another job after that? I’m not very clear about the job, but let’s do it for now. I used to work part-time during the holidays when I was studying, because my mother said that you gave me a student loan in college and he didn’t pay for it, so I can hardly rest for a few days. After graduation Even if I work all day long, I really don’t have much time to breathe. I also want to give myself a little vacation, but my mother’s worrying personality will probably scold me all day long and urge me to find a job quickly. Quiet, a little depressed.

Let’s not talk about the depressing reality, let’s get back to the topic. I thought about letting Naixi go back to his hometown and talk about his parents, ex-friends, etc. in detail, but after thinking about it, I decided to let it go. It feels quite procrastinating , and it may become a plot that makes people feel heavy and melancholy.

It means that I don’t know if the author of 1bitHeart plans to make another serious sequel besides 1BeatHeart. I like all the game characters he made, but speaking of it, does Miwashiba particularly like young people with mental trauma and those with a big age difference? The pairing of children, 1bitHeart is like this, the pair of Lieat is also very old, and AliceMare is also a story of a young teacher paired with a bunch of Loli Zhengtai──is this the author's preferred element?In fact, among his current works, 1bitHeart is the one he is most looking forward to having a follow-up, probably because it was considered an open ending at the beginning, right?And I'm curious about what the future looks like for many people eight years from now.

But before that, I hope the Chinese version will come out first, alas...