Lillian's Melaleuca routine

Winter in Russia is long. In Moscow in January, daylight comes very late, and the sky is still dark at eight o'clock.

Opening the curtains, Ling looked out the window, the snow had stopped, a thick layer of snow had accumulated on the ground, someone was shoveling snow on the road, wearing a thick woolen hat, a heavy down jacket, his face was flushed with cold.

Staring at the half-dark sky, Aya stretched her waist. Although it was cold outside, the heating inside was sufficient, so she didn't feel the slightest cold.

After a simple breakfast at the hotel, she turned on her phone and confirmed today's itinerary.In fact, as a non-traditional tourist, she has spent more than 20 days in Moscow.During these 20 days, she didn't go to the sights of Moscow on purpose, but just wandered around the streets casually, like a leisurely local resident, she could spend a whole day in the coffee shops on the street.

She is casual and doesn't worry about money or time.The place to go today is the Russian National Library. After checking the route, Aya left the hotel and walked towards the subway station unhurriedly.The hotel is very close to the subway station, you can walk in a few minutes.

In her plan, she will stay in Russia for more than two months. In addition to the planned Moscow, she will also stay in St. Petersburg for a month, then go to Murmansk, and finally fly directly to Finland.

There are snow shovelers at work in the street.With snow plowing in progress, the road has been cleared to a passable path.The snow had stopped, Ling bought a cup of hot coffee at a street stall, and chatted with the shopkeeper, looking lazy.

Aya likes to chat with strangers very much, and occasionally exchange a few words, which is a way for her to enrich her life experience.Sometimes they told her about Russian customs, but mostly in short, off-topic conversations.In the evenings, she would indulge herself occasionally at the bar, and most of the time she only got some boring pick-ups.

She is not human, but this does not prevent her from being full of curiosity about human society when she just became a human.

Aya is a book.

To be precise, it is a book that can fulfill all wishes.

A year ago, after she became conscious, she became interested in human society.In order to walk in this world, it is necessary to have a human body.So Aya screened her genes, strengthened her cell activity and strength as a human being, pinched herself a face that fit her aesthetics like pinching a doll, and made a seamless personality for herself in the book.

She is a college graduate named Aya Hayata. She completed her college studies ahead of schedule at the age of 20. She has no special abilities. In a not-so-big bachelor apartment, he stayed at home and lived a dreamy life.

Money and identity were not a problem for Aya. After staying in Japan for a few months, she got bored of applying for a visa, made detailed plans, and set off to travel around the world.After staying in China for half a year, she came to Russia, but unfortunately, the time happened to be the coldest winter in the northern hemisphere. Although there is heating, Aya still prefers to stay indoors.Today's time was also really unfortunate. After staying in the library for a long time, she had finished reading Neruda's collection of poems in her hand. When Ling was about to leave, she saw through the window that it was snowing outside.

This was not anticipated by the weather forecast.

The snow was not heavy, but she didn't want to brave the snow to move forward.

Sitting in the reading room, raising her head, the long-term concentration made her a little tired, so she cast her eyes around boredly.

Because of this, she found a surprise.

I don't know when a young man came from the opposite side. He had a slightly sick face and profound features. He looked like a pure Russian, but he was thin and thin, as if he could fall down when the wind blows. He had half-long black hair and deep hair. The eyes look melancholy and charming.

At this moment, he focused on the book in his hand.There is a white fur by the hand, which is fluffy and makes people want to touch it.

Aya secretly glanced at him pretending to be casual.

She spoke highly of his face, this young Russian was different from other Slavs, there was a weak and fragile feeling about him, and when he casually turned the pages, Aya was attracted by his temperament.

He is special.

I want to know him, she thought.

This is an opportunity.Now that he is sitting in this position and the basic conditions for understanding are met, next, a well-designed beginning of the story is needed.

Aya is a man of one word, once she has made up her mind, she will do it right away.

She doesn't have any sense of reserve, some only have full expectations.

But in the library, speaking rashly is obviously a bit disruptive to the atmosphere, and it will also leave a bad impression on the people opposite.This made her a little bit difficult.

Ling’s flirtatious flirting experience comes from nearly a year of traveling abroad. “Hayada Ling” is also very good-looking, so she is the one being struck up in most cases, and a few of her experiences are lost because of this angel’s face. And unfavorable.

Based on her limited experience, Aya went to the information desk, and borrowed a piece of paper and a pen in Russian, which was not very proficient, under the warm greeting of the staff.

After returning to her seat, she thought for a long time, and finally wrote a line of words on the paper. When she raised her head, the other party was still carefully reading the books in her hand. The books were in a bunch of Russian languages ​​that Ling couldn't understand, so she didn't hesitate too much. Aya stretched out her hand, passed the paper over calmly, and covered it with the page he was flipping through.

Seeing her actions, the boy opposite seemed a little surprised, and her reflection was clearly reflected in the purple pupils.

Aya showed a standard smiling face, in fact, her nervous heart almost burst out.To be more precise, although she didn't feel too nervous, her heart was beating extremely fast.

The teenager took her note, and he saw a row of small characters written in Russian on it, and there were some grammatical errors, but it didn't prevent him from reading it.

Hello, may I meet you?

Simple and straightforward.

He slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly wrote down the answer on the paper with the pen at hand.

When he was done, he handed her the paper and blinked.

Although he didn't see the answer, his expression had already told Aya a positive answer.

After receiving the note, Aya already knew his name, his name was Fyodor, and he was an out-and-out Russian.

The snow also stopped, and the people around also left one after another.Now the reading room is a quiet space.

Aya picked up the book and naturally walked to Fyodor and sat down.

This corny story has a happy ending.

In the afternoon, Aya was already chatting with Mr. Fyodor in the coffee shop.

His full name is Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky, and he is a first-year freshman at the Faculty of Philosophy, Moscow State University, just this year.This time I came to the library to borrow Kant's "Critique of Pure Reason".

Aya didn't know much about philosophy, and Fyodor realized that she didn't understand it, so he changed the subject thoughtfully.He told Aya that his hobby is playing the cello, he likes Mozart's music, he doesn't like to go out very much, and he also dabbles in programming a little.

Apparently, their hobbies don't overlap at all.Because Aya doesn't have any hobbies, except for her appearance, she is an empty shell without any goals of interest or future, and she has no special nostalgia for this world.

In Hayata Ling's character design, as a part that is automatically perfected by the book, she is also a philosophy lover, and she herself is a graduate of the philosophy department.But none of this has anything to do with Aya. In order not to leave a bad impression in front of Fyodor, although a little ashamed, Aya still claims to love pop music and art, and has no understanding of classical music or philosophy.

In addition, Fyodor frankly admitted that it was because of Aya that he specially sat opposite her. When he said this, he was a little shy.

This is why Aya still tries to get along with Fyodor after finding out that the two of them have nothing in common.

He was a well-bred young man, and at the same time kind and considerate, and when he was on the road, he was always courteous and kept her at a distance without offense.On the way, after finding that she seemed a bit cold, Fyodor thoughtfully bought her a scarf and a pair of gloves in a roadside clothing store, and put them on for her gently.

He was also very polite to the people on the road. On the road, he gave a street artist a cup of hot drink and gave him applause for his performance.He had great respect for them and told her frankly that they possessed unimaginable perseverance and wished them a good life one day.At the same time, he also despised those beggars begging for alcohol, calling them rubbish contemptuously.

Aya thinks so, she doesn't have any sympathy for these beggars.But that didn't stop her admiring Fyodor's beautiful qualities.She doesn't like insidious and cunning people, which will make Aya very stressed.Fyodor was the complete opposite of this quality. He was sincere and pure, which suited her perfectly.

To borrow Einstein's words, the ideals that illuminate Fyodor's way forward and constantly give him new courage to face life cheerfully must be goodness, beauty, and truth.

From this point of view, those small differences of interest did not affect Aya's affection for Fyodor.

With this feeling in mind, Aya and Fyodor agreed to see each other tomorrow.The two tacitly knew this, although they knew that they only had superficial first impressions of each other, but this did not prevent the date from happening.

Today couldn't have been better.

Aya thought happily.

What should you pay attention to on a first date?As she thought about it, she decided to go back and look at the strategy again.

As for why Fyodor likes her?Aya didn't care about that.

Anyway, she only likes his face.