"Tragedies are eternal."
"Fate has placed two doors in front of Tang Jiehede. One is the heaven that leads to redemption, and the other is the abyss that leads to eternal fall.
"The white stone's firmness allows the crow to carry the setting sun on its back.”
Under the setting sun, in the Yagi Park at the corner of the street, I was like all the chuunibyou patients. I sat alone by the small pile of sand in the park and indulged in my own world.
To me, novels are probably my only hobby in life.
There were colorful rainbows, the cold light of the night sky, the darkness of the night, the agility of the dawn, the blowing of the spring wind, and the storm of the wild sand.
Most importantly, in the novel, you would never be hurt. You were like a god high above, coldly overlooking the world from the perspective of a third party, accompanying the joy and sorrow that overflowed from the words.
That's why I like novels.
The park was a little dilapidated. The pavement paved with small stones had broken cracks, and weeds grew stubbornly in every crack of the stones. Even the horizontal swing bars provided for the citizens to relax and play had a layer of rust on their surfaces after being exposed to the sun and wind.
A little boy rushed over on a scooter. He shouted and swayed, and his friends chased after his boss. Their mother was beside them, anxiously chasing after the group of little rascals.
The children's joyful laughter interrupted my thoughts. I frowned, feeling that the scene in front of me was a little strange. Even the temperature that fell was a little numb.
A novel was still better.
I was still immersed in my romantic and philosophical world when a voice pulled me out.
"Xiao Jian, you idiot, are you still in a daze?”
Someone patted me on the head. A middle-aged short fatty was riding a tricycle and panting in front of me.
"Yes, yes, I know, I know." I helplessly stuffed the book in my arms and walked to the back of the tricycle to push it.
"You always look at random things. Seriously, if you have so much time, why don't you help the shop entertain more customers?”
"You child, you won't listen to me. Study? Can you earn money by studying?"
"If you ask me, you should just work hard in the shop. You might as well drop out of school and study those bullsh * t things.”
Along the way, Uncle Yusuke was still talking non-stop. His big, weathered face looked even more ferocious under the setting sun. Even the acne on his face seemed to be arrogant.
He felt like a goblin. I cursed in my heart, but of course, I didn't dare to say these words out loud. You have to know that the man in front of me wasn't just my biological uncle, but also my nominal boss. He was the one who gave me money and food.
Although the money was pitifully little.
"Uncle, the soy sauce in the shop is almost out. Did you go to stock up just now?”I really couldn't stand this huge human-shaped spit machine, so I could only change the topic.
"Aiyo, why didn't you say so earlier?”Yuusuke patted his head and the car stopped. He turned around and complained to me,"Damn it, if there's no soy sauce, those old customers will be angry. If only you had said so earlier, idiot!”
"Isn't it just soy sauce? You won't die if you don't add it.”I pursed my lips.
"What do you know?" The Dead Goblin turned around and wanted to hit my head again. Fortunately, he was fat and had short hands, so he couldn't reach me."The taste of our Dragon Bone Ramen is already on the bland side. If it's not seasoned with soy sauce, it won't do. That's our signature dish, our signature dish!”
"You, you bastard, go back to that old man Niu Qi and bring back three barrels first.”
"Three, three buckets…"
"…Are you going or not?" The Goblin's eyes narrowed.
"…I know." I lowered my head and blamed myself for being stupid. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have warned this dead Goblin.
You must know that when I was nine years old, I was like a willow bud that swayed in spring. It sounded beautiful, but I didn't f * cking like my body to be like a centipede. However, this dead Goblin's arms and legs were as thick as wooden sticks. He didn't want to go, but his dear nephew had to run errands for him.
"Hurry up! Don't you want to eat dinner?" Uncle Yusuke's angry roar came from behind him again.
"Dogsh * t!" I cursed in my heart and could only rush back the way I came.
As a port city, Kanagawa had developed from a small fishing village to its present state. Thanks to its rich natural resources and superior geographical environment, this city was undoubtedly less prosperous than famous cities like Kyoto and Osaka, but it had more aura.
On the road, there were students in groups of three or five and office workers rushing to reincarnate. When they passed the traffic lights at the station, they could see the vast, blue sea that was like a mirror.
Although the sea was orange, it was still very charming. The silhouettes of the youngsters were elongated by the setting sun. They looked so ball-aching against the backdrop of the sea. They were so leisurely that it made me jealous.
Not everyone could play without worries like those guys from wealthy families.
Just like me, a fifth year primary school student, who had to skip class every day to come back to the shop to help.
It was about a 20-minute walk from Yagi Park back to Ushizaki's izakaya. Ushizaki's aesthetic standards were obviously terrible. The shop was called Olive and Bamboo. What kind of name was that?
When the curtains were pulled open, the old man was still sleeping soundly. His snores were like rolling thunder. No wonder business was so bad.
"Niu Qi, Niu Qi, that damned fatty told me to come here and get soy sauce. Three buckets! Hurry up and get up, you bastard!" I walked to his side and shook his old bones with all my might.
"Hey, hey, hey!"
The old man woke up in shock. Rubbing the drool in his eyes, he impatiently flung my arm away."I already told that fatty just now. He only cared about freeloading on my wine and forgot everything. Boss is alone, so he's not ashamed.”
Old Bull Qi shook his head and walked to the warehouse.
"Come over and help, little guy. My old bones can't take it anymore. If you want to move it, move it yourself.”
"The customer is God!" I yelled at him, but still obediently followed him to the warehouse.
Although I didn't say it, I still had respect for the childless Old Niu Qi. I don't know if Old Niu Qi has any children, but I've only ever seen him alone.
By the time we took out the soy sauce with a row of old bones and a bean sprout, panting, the sunset outside had become even redder.
"Grandpa Niu Qi, lend me your car. I'll return it to you tomorrow.”While Old Niu Qi was still suffering from asthma, I took his keys from the counter and ran to the right side of the door.
"You little brat!"
"Rumble…"
The broken engine protested unwillingly. I drove the small motorcycle that didn't match my body size and returned to the shop.
"Hehe…Grandpa Niu Qi, I'll be leaving first. See you tomorrow.”
The old man watched me nimbly move the soy sauce to the car and rolled his eyes, ignoring me.
"I picked up the rubber ball in the car nearby.”
Before the motorcycle could start, Old Niu Qi's voice came from inside the shop.
" Yes, yes, yes…" I replied as I inserted the key and started the motorcycle.
What ball? I'm not interested in it at all. I prefer novels.
Well, of course, motorcycles were not bad either.
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