If it rains like it used to, kids playing basketball and skateboarders are sure to go home.On this polluted planet, acid rain is the most hated thing for everyone.But these days it rarely rains, and all the snow falls, so they continue to play happily, and some teenagers even take off their shirts and keep sprinting through the snowflakes, and the laughter has become louder.In the distance, the sound of a harmonica was heard, looming amid laughter and scolding.Several teenagers who didn't have their turn to skateboard looked at the sound and saw the boy in blue on the wall.There is no problem with the harmonica sound played by the boy in blue in terms of tone or rhythm, the problem is that it is too standard, so the sense of machinery and imitation is very strong, not very beautiful, it can also be said that there is less free taste, or less artistic sense?
But in any case, in the snowflakes falling from the sky, on the abandoned wall, a lonely teenager playing the harmonica, it is indeed an easy to move people, those teenagers are still very young, and they also have some inexplicable emotions."
Why are you still playing?""
Don't think it's snow that doesn't matter, it's corrosive when it melts!
Especially a few of you, you're still shirtless!
Is this looking for death!
”"Hurry up and pack up and go home, it's time to review your homework!
Wait until the snow stops before playing!
”The sound of laughter, quarrels, harmonica and joyful, agitated, inexplicable emotions were simultaneously broken by a stern voice.The person who spoke was a woman, about forty years old, with a stern voice, but a gentle expression, and a slight smile on her lips.The teenagers playing basketball and skateboarding stopped and complained a few words unhappily, but they all obediently began to get dressed and prepare to leave, while greeting the lady.The lady's name was Eve, and she was the life management committee of the community, but it was only a part-time job, and her official occupation was the affairs officer of the administrative activity center of the city's Lower West Side, and her main duty was youth work, and she was often visited various schools, and these teenagers knew her.Eve touched the head of a little boy, smiled and said a few words to them, suddenly listened to the sound of the harmonica in the distance, looked over curiously, looked at the blue-clothed young man on the wall, and asked with a slight expression: "Who is that?"
”"I moved here a few days ago, and I live in District 7, 720, in the house on the first floor.""
I heard that there are only two people at home, he and his sister, and my sister seems to have some problems with her brain.""
Don't talk about his sister, this guy seems to have some problems, have you spoken to him so far, do you know his name?"
After listening to the teenagers' introductions, Eve looked at the teenager on the wall and felt some sympathy.Genetic optimization is now very popular, but congenital genetic diseases are still difficult to treat, especially brain problems, and require a lot of money.Medical problems that require a lot of money to solve, and only a very small number of people on this planet have always been qualified to solve such problems."
Don't talk behind people's backs.""
Is this called behind the scenes?
Besides, what's the problem with saying a few words, can he still rush over and hit me?
”"My mom said, don't pay attention to the crazy people, who knows if something will happen.""
That guy isn't crazy, it's like it's called something......
Autism?
”As the teenagers continued to talk, Eve shook her head, retracted her gaze and said, "Let's go, it looks like the snow is going to be heavy today." ”"Teacher Eve, when will the ban be lifted?
Holding back ...... every day" "Please, even if the ban is lifted, can people like us go to other planets?"
It's not the same as playing ball and skateboarding here, what's the difference?
”"Watching the news that it is necessary to do a second citizen registration and a ban, I always feel that the government is looking for something, do you guess it will be the legendary stellar weapon?""
Hahahaha, why don't you say that you are looking for the emperor of the sea of dark things?""
Teacher, you take this.""
No, I brought an umbrella."
Teacher Eve glanced at the boy on the waste wall again, and held out the old membrane umbrella in his hand to block the snowflakes falling from the sky.The rest of the teenagers also spread out their umbrellas or turned on their airplanes, and walked out of the stadium in groups of threes and twos, and soon disappeared into the road between the buildings in the living quarters.The world has become quiet.The blue-clad boy wiped the harmonica with his sleeve, put it in his pocket, turned and jumped off the wall.From taking off the harmonica to wiping it down to putting it in and then jumping off the wall, his movements are slow, as if he has broken down a normal person's action into many details.It's understandable that other movements are slow, but why does jumping off a wall seem so slow?
You know, that only has to do with the planet's gravity.The sneakers fell to the ground, a few thin drops of snow were splashed, the hat was lifted a little, and the boy's face was exposed.It was a clean but ordinary face, with clean eyes but no depth, and it looked like a small stream, and you could see the bottom by looking at it at random.People with such eyes are often very simple, even too naïve, almost stupid.The boy put his hat back on, walked with his head bowed along the already quiet court, past the skateboard-ridden walls, and along the path on the outskirts of the living quarters near the garbage dump and the lake, to the farthest part of the seventh district.There are a total of 38 living buildings in the 7th district, 720 is located in the outermost area, and over the railing is the abandoned agricultural area, which no one usually comes to here, so it is extremely quiet and even a little scary.There are no self-propelled trams in the 30-meter-wide partition in front of the building, there are no luxurious hovercars, there is no neat lawn in the flower beds, and some vegetables and wild wheat seedlings that were not harvested last winter are left in the corners, and the snow has covered a layer, and there are no bamboo leaves trampled by birds, and there are no flowers left by cats.Walking to the door of the iron unit, the boy took out the key from his trouser pocket, inserted it into the lock with some slow movements, and slowly shook it from side to side twice before opening the door.Walking into the building, the wooden doorknob of the room on the left was covered with the soup that had been spilled and solidified at some point, and the iron door of the room on the right was covered with rust.This time he didn't take out the key again, but knocked on the door directly, and the sound of his fingers hitting the iron door was a little dull, and the rhythm was very steady.With a squeak, the iron door was pushed open from the inside, revealing an innocent, good-looking little face."
Brother, are you back?"
The boy stood outside the door and was silent for a moment, as if wondering how to answer the sentence, but finally only hummed.The girl who called him brother didn't think anything unusual about him, so she ran back to the living room with her cotton slippers, sat on a soft chair full of cushions, reached out and took the big snow-white doll into her arms, and continued to watch TV.The TV light screen was playing cartoons, and I don't know what it was, which made the little girl giggle incessantly.The snow doll in her arms was also giggling, because she didn't have a mouth, so her eyes narrowed into two curves, which looked very cute and weird.The boy changed his slippers and went into the house, stood beside the soft chair and looked at the little girl and the doll in her arms, and opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't remember what to say.There was a bow on the head of the snow-white doll, and the bow suddenly flew up and landed on the boy's shoulder, striking his neck at high speed, as if massaging him, and at the same time telling him what had happened today, and that the young lady seemed to be sick again and forgot to cook.………… The little thing that can do so many things and also express the military code with its body naturally cannot be a real bow, nor is it a butterfly.It's a chilling cicada, that doll is naturally Xueji, the boy holding the doll is naturally Huaxi, and the one who is called Huaxi is of course Jing Jiu.It's been a while since they left the underground and come to this city, and they can't talk about being isolated from the world, but they're living in a casual or rough way.Huaxi forgot a lot of things because of the damage to the chip on the back of her neck, and the whole person was like a real child, often smirking at the TV.Xue Ji smirked at the TV, I don't know if it was because she thought that many things in this world were ridiculous, or because she thought that the current Jing Jiu was ridiculous - the current Jing Jiu was like a terminal running in the strongest power-saving mode, with extremely low power consumption, and the natural computing power and various abilities had dropped to the limit.One step further, he will sleep or die, and if he turns up the power a little, it will activate the program of the Heavenly Sword.In this state, he does look like an autistic child, or an autistic person, and in Yukihime's opinion, he is a demented child.Jingyang Zhenren has become a fool, isn't it ridiculous?
Maybe it's because of the heart, his face has changed a lot, and in Yukihime's opinion, it's even more ridiculous."
Go cook."
Jing Jiu said.Huaxi tilted her head and thought for a while, before remembering what she forgot to do today, ahhhJing Jiu sat down on the soft chair, put a few cushions behind him mechanically, slowly leaned in, reached out and took the remote control, and naturally tuned to the news channel.Yukihime glanced at him expressionlessly, thinking that for the sake of you being a fool, I won't kill you."
Forward Base 2......
Stellar anomalous activity......
Spatial Rift ......
Astound. ”The news anchor on the TV light screen was talking about something seriously, Jing Jiu actually didn't understand, he didn't even know why he was watching the news channel, he just remembered that it seemed to be a very important thing.At this time, Huaxi's voice rang out from the kitchen: "Do you want to put white vinegar or aged vinegar in sour and hot buds?"
”Jing Jiu looked at the TV light curtain and was silent for a long time.Both Hanagai and Yukihime looked at him, waiting for his answer."
Wheat fields don't make sense," he said. ”()