[4100-word chapter] Chapter 127 The fog of many eyes and the broken skin
In the mist of the swamp, there are hundreds of different eyes, large and small, floating.
There are various colors, solid colors and mixed colors.
Various shapes, some eyeballs are surrounded by circles of different colors.
There is a kind of eye whose main body is red, and inside the eyeball is a complex symmetrical texture - a black circle with three tadpole-like black spots equidistantly distributed on it; there are also ones with one tadpole, two tadpoles; and there are large
The trap is a small circle, and each circle is dotted with tadpoles, big and small...
There are four kinds of eyeballs with similar shapes: purple, red, yellow, and blue. The surface is made of very thin large circles and small circles.
The auras they emit are also different. Some are very warm, just like the eyes of ordinary people; some are eerie and full of weirdness, like ghost eyes and devil beads.
There are also big and small sizes, the small ones are only as big as rice grains, and the big ones are as big as a house.
The moment her pupils entered the mist, all kinds of eyes, large and small, looked towards her.
Even though Tongzi has investigated many weird incidents in the past few years and is well-informed about weird things, she couldn't help but be shocked.
She subconsciously wanted to exit the fog, but her body didn't obey her orders at all, and she could only control the expression on her face.
"Why is there a smile on your face?" A man's voice sounded in her ears.
"I want to try...if I smile,"
Tongzi said: "Can you be happy?"
"You can laugh."
"Can't do it..."
"Have you become happy?"
"It's like the joy... it's really gone."
"These are the eyes," the man said, "You have to choose one of them."
"You can choose whatever you want?"
"Most of them are beyond your control. They are too mysterious and powerful. Some are too evil and will easily lead humans into the abyss of corruption."
The man said with regret: "There are only a few, you can try to accommodate them."
Tongzi doesn't feel sorry at all. An ordinary person is extremely lucky to be able to carry extraordinary power that does not belong to human beings. Moreover, power does not lie in size, but the most important thing is to act according to your ability. The power you can control is your own.
"Of course," the man's tone was sincere, "It's still too late for you to regret it now, I can give you happiness back. Once you truly possess grotesque power, everything will be irreversible."
"I would like to ask, which eyes can a young student accommodate?"
"No regrets?"
"Um."
"I'm a little curious - after you have grotesque power, what do you want to do most, to eliminate those disorderly grotesques that are raging in the world?"
Hitomi held Yuki's feet in her arms and remained silent for a long time before replying: "The monster who killed Kumada... is still in this world."
"Then choose," the man finally said: "You can feel the eyes that you have the ability to control."
Tongzi looked around and found that among the many eyes, a few pairs were gently shaking, as if they could sense and explore. The rest of the eyes exuded a dangerous aura.
Among them, there was a pair of large and small circles, each circle was dotted with red eyes of large and small tadpoles. The pupils just glanced at it with the peripheral vision, and almost fell into a hallucinatory nightmare of a hundred ghosts walking at night.
"No information for reference?"
"You can only rely on your feelings."
"That's it."
Hitomi looked at a gray eye that exuded a devouring aura... based on her feeling. She simply felt that this eye was a bit like Yuki's eyes, and was very destined to her.
"Good choice," the man's voice said: "No matter what the monster is, where it is, or how strong it is, I guarantee you - it will definitely fall into our hands."
"us?"
"us."
Tongzi was still thinking about the man's words, but her hand reached out to that eye uncontrollably.
There was a sharp pain in her palm, and a crack opened in the center of her palm. The gap opened wider and wider, and the edge slowly bulged, and teeth grew out of it, turning into a grinning mouth.
The moment the palm of his hand was about to swallow the gray eyes in his mouth, his eyes shrank back and avoided.
"Hurry up." A man's voice came to my ears.
Dalin Tongzi stretched out his arm and grabbed the gray eyes again.
The gray eyes trembled for a moment and then disappeared.
"Where did it go?" Tongzi asked.
"No matter where it goes," the man said, "we will chase it."
At this moment, the bird with three eyes on its head suddenly appeared and passed by in a flash.
"Follow it," the man said again.
Tongzi then started running, and in the next moment, she fell into the swirling time and space tunnel.
When he appeared again, Tongzi saw a subway station with people coming and going.
It was already dark at this time, and all kinds of night lights, neon lights, and ambient lights were shining. The words Nakano Station were hung in the center of the station building—this station had been visited by Hitomi before, and it was Toto.
While Tongzi was looking at it, a refreshing-looking man with short hair, carrying a black backpack and wearing white sneakers, suddenly walked up to her and scratched his head awkwardly:
"Excuse me, do you know how to get to Jimachi Coffee Shop?"
Tongzi didn't speak, not because she didn't want to answer the other person. She tried to open her mouth, but it seemed that she could only talk to "that man" at the moment.
"Sorry for disturbing you!"
Probably because of Hitomi's lack of answer, the short-haired man's face turned a little red, and he turned and left... After taking a few steps, he came back again——
"My name is Imamura Shuichi,"
The short-haired man said: "Fourth-year student at Dongdu University, Department of Fine Arts.
Uh...I'm sorry! I just lied.
I actually know where Jimachi Coffee Shop is, I go there often... Frankly speaking, I just want to leave your contact information——
I'm not afraid of your jokes. I have been observing you just now. Your temperament is so unique...and your smile is beautiful. Among the models I have painted, you are definitely unique. If given the chance, I would like to..."
Tongzi smiled and still didn't answer.
"I hope I can have the chance to see you again in the future!"
Shuichi Imamura: "If I meet you somewhere next time, please be sure to tell me your name! At that time, please allow me to take you to the Jimachi coffee shop for a drink... If you
If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your promise."
"..."
"Thank you, it's settled! To be honest, I'm going to move soon. If I hadn't met you today, I might never come to Nakano Station to take the subway from tomorrow on. But, I think
, in order to meet you again, I will get on the bus from here. Goodbye! Looking forward to seeing you again!"
Shuichi Imamura bowed slightly, turned around, and jogged into the subway station.
Tongzi looked at his back. The gray eyes half embedded in the side pocket of his backpack blinked and quickly got into the backpack and disappeared.
It really looks like Yuki’s eyes.
Tongzi thought, her body started to move, and she walked towards the station.
…
Nakano Station, the entrance.
Yuko Fukuzawa, a slim office worker wearing a women's suit, swiped her ticket on the QR code scanner and walked into the station.
For Yuko Fukuzawa, this was an ordinary trip home from work.
Forty minutes later, she would get off at Ota Station, walk ten minutes home, wash up, take off her makeup, look at her phone for half an hour, and fall asleep around 11:30.
The next morning, I took the same subway. I got on the train at Ota Station and got off at Nakano Station. I was so busy all day long that I finally saw the light of day after getting off work. After get off work, I came to Ota Station again. .
Repeating this cycle is all she has in her work and life. There is almost no expectation.
Perhaps, if you choose to be a working woman in the cold, unfamiliar and crowded Dongdu after graduating from college, and adapt to the high-intensity, fast-paced work, you will also face such a situation.
You have to grit your teeth and go on the road you choose.
The only thing that made Fukuzawa Yuko feel like there was a bright spot in her life was that at this time every day, she got on the train at the same time as herself at Nakano Station and got off at Furuta Station, a short-haired man who always carried a backpack and wore white sneakers.
The man looks very energetic, sunny and refreshing, always smiling and full of positive energy.
Today is the 323rd time Fukuzawa Yuko and the short-haired man met on this subway.
After every encounter, Fukuzawa Yuko would secretly take a photo of the other person, and then write a paragraph about her mood that day and some words she wanted to say to the other person, and attach it to the back.
Up to now, Fukuzawa Yuko has taken 325 photos and written 323 mood diaries. The two extra photos are because that day, the short-haired man who was caught in the rain looked particularly eye-catching and a little more melancholy.
temperament, so...she couldn't control her hand.
Yuko Fukuzawa plans to create a chance encounter outside the station when the two people meet for the 365th time. If the other party already has a girlfriend, then from now on, Yuko Fukuzawa will stagger the time on the train. Or, change the way.
The way of home. If not, maybe it can completely change your completely gray life.
If one day, two people really come together, then the mood diary taken by Fukuzawa Yuko will become a beautiful memory. It may even be carefully edited as a surprise for him at her wedding.
VCR rolling broadcast...it will be very beautiful.
With such a mood, Fukuzawa Yuko tightened her phone.
Today I must take a picture of his side face from the rear left side. In this way, full coverage of almost every angle is achieved.
Not far further, in the middle of the subway passage, there was a handsome young man with long hair, holding a guitar, and singing there.
The women who get on and off Nakano Station every day are obsessed with that handsome guy. Not only do they watch around all the year round, but they often buy him things and give him gifts. They even invite him to dinner. You can imagine that after dinner, it will be the morning of the next day.
.
They even established a fan tribe for him online and posted photos and videos of him singing online every day. Yuko Fukuzawa accidentally uploaded it once, which was really incomprehensible.
Fukuzawa Yuko is disgusted with this, and also disgusted with boys with long hair who look slovenly and decadent, no matter how handsome they are.
Unfortunately, one night last week, the handsome guy suddenly confessed his love to Fukuzawa Yuko. It was at the corner of the middle passage of Nakano Subway Station. When he confessed, there happened to be no one nearby.
It's really outrageous. There are so many people who like him every day. Why did they choose Yuko Fukuzawa? Is it because she never bothered to cast a glance at him?
Regarding the sudden confession from the other party, Fukuzawa Yuzi refused categorically. The handsome man was still a little confused at the time. He probably didn't expect that he, who was so proud in love, would encounter such a result.
In the next few days, whenever Fukuzawa Yuko passed by, a handsome guy with long hair would come up and strike up a conversation with her, which also caused the women near the subway station to have almost no good looks when they saw her.
Fukuzawa Yuko sincerely hopes that the other party can understand each other and maintain a polite distance from now on.
She is really troubled now - if she wants to continue seeing short-haired men, she must get on the bus at Nakano Station. When getting on the bus at Nakano Station, she must pass through the aisle where long-haired handsome men sing.
If the handsome guy with long hair keeps pestering her from now on, then Yuko Fukuzawa will have to change her route home, and she will no longer be able to see the guy with short hair.
It's simply an endless loop with no solution.
Unless...she persists a little longer and waits until the 365th day when she meets the short-haired man, which is exactly the first anniversary, to successfully create a romantic encounter. Or, simply act in advance...
Fukuzawa Yuko was just thinking about it when the short-haired man carrying a black backpack and wearing white sneakers came towards her.
Is it really fate? Although they have ridden the same subway for a long time, she and he have never met here before.
Moreover, just a moment ago, she was still thinking about him. Then, the next moment, he appeared. This tacit understanding simply made people have goosebumps all over their bodies.
Fukuzawa Yuko couldn't help but take a second look, and the man also looked towards her, with a strange light shining in his eyes, as if there was an electric current flowing back and forth between the two people's eyes.
At this moment, she felt that the man was more attractive than ever before.
She doesn't know the other person's real name yet... Should she try to get a contact information from the other person? Yuko thought to herself.
After all, I have never met a man with such feelings since I graduated from college. Among the vast sea of people, there are too few people who can fall in love at first sight. It is such an incredible fate to take the same bus at the same time and at the same station every day.
Taking the subway is extremely rare.
So, why don't you have the courage to give it a try? Do you have to miss out on a good fate just because of good face, and regret it later? Do you have to wait until the 365th day to try? What if after that day, he never comes back?
Would you walk into this subway station? Aren’t there always scenes like this that you miss in movies and TV shows?
With this thought, Yuko Fukuzawa mustered up the courage to step forward and said, "Hello, excuse me..."
Halfway through the words, the man's body suddenly froze, and something gray came out of the other man's body.
A huge amount of energy poured into Fukuzawa Yuko's body.
At this moment, Fukuzawa Yuko felt herself full of strength and her body became lighter.
The short-haired man in front of her, who was so attracted to her, collapsed on the ground like a deflated rubber ball, leaving only a soft, wrinkled skin...