I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

The room was about ten centimeters long, wide and high. It was very square. The walls were covered with peeling blue paint, like a mottled sky. There was a circle of white low walls with gray traces wetted by rain.

Kurokawa put it on the table and said to Ms. Wakana, "All the materials are taken from this house."

He thought about it.

"This is its 'child'."

Miss Wakaca left the kitchen and burst out laughing, "How is that possible."

Today is the New Year, she is preparing dinner, and the TV is showing the Red and White Song Concert, the host's voice and the "rumbling" smoke in the kitchen, singing together.

"Have you heard of the Ship of Theseus?"

Kurokawa asked.

"Replacing the hull with new materials, and then combining the replaced old materials into a new ship."

He tapped on the table, "Isn't it interesting?"

Miss Wakaca didn't understand what he was talking about, she nodded perfunctorily, and answered "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes".

Kurokawa puffed up his face: "You are really perfunctory."

Miss Wakana bent down and stared at the little house seriously, "What did you build this for? Do you like carving recently?"

"I want to see if I can take you out."

Kurokawa said bluntly.

He thought it might not work, but he had to try it first to see how it would end.

However, Miss Wakana shook her head immediately: "Impossible."

She walked towards the kitchen bored, "I am the Earthbound Spirit."

"At death, the soul unites with the aura of the land."

"I cannot leave this land."

"It's like the stars in the sky can't move."

"yes?"

Kurokawa raised his head and thought for a while, then looked at the sky unconsciously, "Although the stars don't move, we are changing every moment."

"Unreasonable."

Miss Wakana's voice came from the kitchen, faintly visible.

"Anyway, try it."

Kurokawa walked into the kitchen and smelled a tempting aroma.

When he was at a child care facility in Tokyo, every new year all the children would come alive, decorate the walls and hang prayer notes from tree branches.

He remembers that many people's wishes are "to be able to go to college", "graduate out of high school", "find a job with enough food and clothing", "to have a decent marriage partner".

He was...

In order to make Ms. Kurokawa happy, I wrote "I hope you are healthy and live a long life."

But that was all many years ago.

He poked his head over, "What are you doing? It smells so good."

He was seldom stingy with compliments.

Ms. Ruo Cai raised her eyebrows proudly, "It's just a little skill."

She pointed to the steamer and said, "Here, if you're hungry, eat something first."

Kurokawa lifted the lid and saw that there was warm sushi inside, he took a bite and it was delicious.

His cheeks were puffed up and his voice was muffled, "But the house is the medium of the soul."

"That little house is like a TV antenna, like a cell phone base station, ah... that sort of thing."

With a movement of his throat, he swallowed the last mouthful of food.

"us."

"Let's go to the Edogawa fireworks display."

"No no no."

Miss Ruo Cai covered her ears and walked into the living room.

"This decision is stupid."

She originally thought that Kurokawa would persist in his request, but unexpectedly there was a sudden silence behind her.

She turned her head and saw Heichuan lying on the table with the lower half of his face buried in his arms, quietly looking at the small house.The eyes are like the moon, for some reason, it brings out melancholy sadness.

She moved her ears.

Hearing Kurokawa whisper, "Okay."

"It's okay if you don't want to go."

"Hey……"

He sighed, and Ruo Cai's heart trembled when he heard it.

What is this for?

Miss Wakaca got up, turned into a puff of smoke and entered the small house, and then a voice came out, "If you want to experiment, hurry up."

Heichuan quickly carried the little house to the street.

"Out."

Miss Wakana looked around in surprise, "How is this possible."

Kurokawa returned to the house, turned off the gas stove, closed the door, and pushed his bicycle out.

"Maybe I planted a sapling in the yard."

He pointed to a three to four centimeter-high sprout in the corner between the small house and the fence.

"I pulled it from a tree in my yard."

"In the beginning it was always raised to death, this is the only one who survived."

The wheels of the bicycle rattled.

It is New Year's Eve now, there is no one on the streets of the residential area, and the sound of family laughter can be heard far away.

Although the night was dark, it was not quiet.

Kurokawa put the little house in the cart basket, "Let's go to Edogawa."

"This is the outside."

"Although I can see it on TV, it has changed a lot."

Miss Wakana appeared on the basket, Kurokawa quickly raised his head, "It's blocking my view."

Miss Wakana turned over, jumped onto the rear wheel, pretended to sit still, and held Kurokawa's shoulder vaguely.

"It's really a scene that only appears in TV dramas."

She held up her hands, "Let the wind blow my hair."

She was happy, happy to go around the corner, happy to go over the department store, happy to be bumped by stones.

This joy continued until she saw the Edogawa river.

She shed tears of blood happily.

There were very few people along the Edogawa River, only the cold wind and the bright moon, and the bicycles were pressed against the road, like the sound of the river washing against the bank.

She looked up.

"so good."

"The first time we met was at the firework festival."

"When we fall in love, we make an appointment."

"Look at the fireworks before you get married."

"Make a wish under the beautiful fireworks, and belong to each other for life."

Wakasa sat in the back, she could only turn sideways because of the kimono, she put her hands on her lap dignifiedly.

"Seven years of dating."

"From a young girl who didn't know anything to a woman ready to marry."

"Our two families met, planned the wedding date, booked the hotel venue, exchanged invitations, confirmed the guests..."

"I bought a new kimono."

"That's what I'm wearing. It's pretty."

"and then."

"He went to a stag party in a bar with his friends. What a lively place, he met another girl."

"It seemed like the sky was falling apart. He told me that he fell in love with that person and was willing to die for her. He begged me to come forward and tell my parents to cancel this engagement."

"We got into an argument and broke the vase and he pushed me over the broken vase. I had a lot of blood."

Speaking of this, Miss Wakaca hummed the ballad, which was misty like mist.

"I didn't die then."

"But he's scared."

"Just lift up the tatami mat and hide me in the space below. It's so narrow below, I can't let go of my arms, and I can't stretch my legs. He exerted a little force, 'click'."

"I was still alive."

She kept laughing, "This is the man I loved."

"And then. Did he die?"

Kurokawa asked.

"probably."

Miss Wakana responded indifferently.

"I hate him so much I don't even want to hear his name."

"I will be miserable when he is happy, but I only hope that he will be more miserable when he is unlucky."

"Hmph."

"Just let him die in my memory."

"Oh."

Kurokawa was in front, his voice was blown away by the wind.

"To celebrate the death of this man, let's set off fireworks."

"I bought fireworks in a department store that I can hold and set off."

"Although the firework festival in Edogawa will be held in July and August, it doesn't matter if we play it now."

"The place where the fireworks can be set off is just ahead."

It seems to be the New Year, and everyone is eager to go home for a reunion. There are few pedestrians on the road, only the branches that have lost their leaves are rustling and colliding.

Heichuan looked for a place to park his bicycle, and walked towards the place with the small house in his arms, with a pack of fireworks in his hand.

Miss Wakana floated by her side, constantly asking "Is there only this one", "Should I change it", "I want to see other colors".

They walked to the designated place, and they were already close to the mouth of the sea. The tide in the distance was like night, and the high-rise buildings on the coast were bright in silence.

Kurokawa lit one, and the bright flower light ignited.

Miss Wakana took a step back, she leaned her body and reached out to touch it slightly. The palm of her hand passed through the opening of the fireworks, and the entire palm of her hand was brightened.

So she kept saying "it's amazing".

Kurokawa lit another one and handed it to her.

"Try it."

Miss Wakana held it, and in the eyes of normal people, the firework seemed to be floating in the air.

Holding the firework in her hand, she jumped and danced in circles, "Look at me, look at me, I am the brightest fire ring."

Then he stopped, took a deep breath, "This kind of thing is really not what I should say at my age."

She looked at the ocean in the distance, "If I get married, I will be a grandma now."

"What will happen?"

Kurokawa lowered his head and poured out all the fireworks in his hand, "I will grab my grandson by the ear and let him clean the room properly."

"Here, Grandma Wakana, here you are."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Wakana bent down and laughed.

She covered her mouth and took a deep breath.

"Thank you, Kurokawa."

"There is no firework festival right now."

"Come back in July or August."

"OK."

Wakana responded.

She raised her hand, as if a transparent phantom passed through the fireworks, like a water wave that was about to dissipate, her whole body gradually became nothingness.

She disappears like a firework, without the golden special effects in anime, and without saying "goodbye" as she flies into the sky.

It seems that at the moment when the obsession is let go, the body loses the weight left in this world.

Like a feather.

On the entire silent riverside, only Kurokawa Mangmi was alone, and he had unfinished fireworks in his hand.

He thought for a while, found a bench to sit on, and lit one by one.

Already bought it, it's still in good condition.

but……

It turns out that holding fireworks can also complete the obsession?

He sighed deeply.

Mistake ah.

I have to tidy up the room by myself in the future.