Chapter 14 Chapter two

The small town I live in is in the remote countryside. When you hear that it is the countryside, don't immediately think of it in the mountains, the endless farmland.It's not Tokyo, but you can get to Shibuya in about an hour by light rail (liar, it takes an hour and a half). Of course, if you walk a little further from the station, you can also see fields and sightseeing pear orchards where you can pick pears... But in general, this is a satellite city.There are large supermarkets, Junyi Stores, and family restaurants near the station, and apartments a little further away.There is a huge pile of unclaimed bicycles parked in front of the station.They are just too much!

I even moved here when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school. I've lived here since then, but I don't hate it.The urban area built after careful planning is orderly. Many young people live here, and they are full of vitality wherever they go.There are still many places where new apartments are being built, so it will become more and more large in the future. As I walked and thought, I came to my old place - in front of an apartment. Three buildings of different shapes are arranged organically like samples learned in art class. They are also not uniform in height.The fourteen-story building stands out, the eight-story building is a bit fat, and the fashionable ten-story building is in the middle. Each building has its own strengths.The combination of three buildings with different styles is like a small city, and their name is Joyful Town Plaza.

Although I don't know exactly what the name means, I always feel that the name of the apartment must be an auspicious name randomly arranged by the owners, and there is no need to waste brain cells to entangle. Every apartment in the town is designed with care and ingenuity. Among them, this one is as beautiful as mine and won my heart.The edges and corners of all the buildings are designed in a round shape, faintly revealing the sense of avant-garde. Each building is based on a simple color tone, which is the icing on the cake. Building A is orange, Building B is milky yellow, and Building C is sky blue, which looks very beautiful from a distance.Every time I pass by here, I think how wonderful it would be to live here... Sigh, but these buildings have been built for some years, and many places are already looking old.

In fact, there is a place I particularly like in this apartment.Because this place is a bit special, you will never guess it.Where do you think it will be? The answer is... in the flowers beside the life-saving elevator in Building A. It's strange to guess in such a vague place.But if you really look for it, it's easy to find. Green is very important to people, all kinds of flowers are planted around the apartment, even a little space is not spared.I don't know much about flowers, so I can't tell you the names of the flowers. I can only tell you that there are red flowers, white flowers, and pink flowers in it. They are really beautiful!

In the place I like, there are lush rhododendrons (I can still recognize the rhododendrons). During the long holiday in May, they are as beautiful as natural lanterns.Among the flowers, there is an open space with nothing.It was as if the flower bush suddenly suffered from circular alopecia, leaving a bare area. In fact, this half-tatami space is my secret base.I like sitting there the most. If you ask me what I'm doing sitting there...in fact, I'm doing nothing but curling up like I'm sitting in a super tiny tub. Even so, can you understand? Walking into the flowers, just waiting quietly.Even his head is well hidden, as if he has become a ninja.Looking through the rhododendron bushes, observing the pedestrians coming and going on the path ahead.

Maybe someone will think: "What are you doing?" Maybe someone will say bluntly, if you have autism, go home and stay. But everyone's hobbies are different, and I don't want to be too wordy.When my friend Saori squeezed salad dressing on the rice, although I felt a little sick to my stomach, she didn't say anything. When I squat in the flowers, I feel very at ease.To be honest, I feel more comfortable here than a room where my mother would barge in with an irritable and depressed face.Hugging your knees and curling up always makes me feel at ease. I was in a daze among the flowers, and after a while, a bicycle stopped beside me.The screeching screeching sound of the brakes and a seat for a child in the back of the broken bicycle.

I can't help but sigh, ah...here again. The chubby auntie with glasses is riding the bike.Every time she passed by here, there was a boy about four years old in the car, and she must be on the way to send the child to the nursery school. She obviously had nothing to do, but she deliberately stopped in front of the flowers and stared at me sitting inside.This man always does. She is only in her thirties, but the vicissitudes of life are everywhere in her body.The hair is completely left to grow naturally, there is no makeup at all, and the clothes are quite old. It's really hard to bring up children... Although I sympathize with her, that can't be an excuse to relax.A woman is a woman after all.No matter how busy or hard it is, a woman must never forget that she is a woman!

Forget it, the boy behind the bicycle is very naughty. When he didn't calm down, he had thick brows and pointed mouth. He was not a fuel-efficient lamp by any means.Auntie, you have to take him with you every day, and it is indeed hard enough. So, you have to try to understand others like I do-don't stare at them so intently. Of course, I also know that it is already past nine o'clock, and school has already started.It was indeed strange for a high school girl in school uniform to sit in such a place.You see, I know exactly what you're thinking. People, you really have to learn to be considerate of others!You can see that you are frowning and pursing your lips in an impolite way no matter how you look at it - just like my mother.Ahh, you must be a nagging mother too.

I really couldn't bear the sight of Aunt Fat Pig's glasses, so I walked out from the flowers. I'm not a resident of this apartment building, and I'm wearing a school uniform. If she tipped off the administrator, it would be troublesome.Alas, these days, it's really not easy to find a place where I can live comfortably. No way, I had no choice but to walk slowly towards the station. Even the station in this town has an overpass that also functions as a square. The bridge is very spacious, and the starting station of the municipal bus is set up there.The stairs of the overpass lead to the various streets in front of the station.

This is also my favorite place. The overpass is a bit like a park. On weekend nights, there will be young people who think they are street performers playing guitars and singing, and from time to time, nearby aunts will come to set up stalls and open flea markets. how to say?This place is like a communication station for the region, always full of vigor and vitality. Rows of chairs can be seen everywhere, and each seat has armrests on both sides to prevent the homeless from sleeping on it.But even if this is done, those people will lie on the ground against the cement flower bed.Hahaha, it's useless at all!

I walked on the flyover and thought to myself, since I didn't cause anyone trouble, what's wrong with letting them sleep?Those people are not what they like. Opposite the zebra crossing under the bridge, there seems to be something.I couldn't help but stop. There are shops like convenience stores and bicycle shops lined up along the roadway—on the road lined with shops, there is a worm man jumping around there. When it comes to worm men, most people probably don't know what it is.Honestly, it looks disgusting. Hmm... how should I put it, please try to imagine a human being with a water strider body, and it will be easy to understand.The hands and feet are three times as long as the body, and they just grow on the human body. Of course, such a body cannot stand and walk like ordinary people.They move a bit like spiders, with long, sprawling limbs.The hands and feet become thinner towards the fingertips, and when they reach the palm, they are only the size of a baby. Although skinny, only the body looks human.Of course it is naked, and when it moves, you can see the activities of every bone under the dull complexion. It just crawls around like this, and sometimes uses its hands and feet as springs. Can you imagine that they can jump five meters high? Weird, isn't it? If you look closely, it's even more terrifying.Especially its face... the parts that should have facial features are the same as people's, but the size is not at the same level. Especially the eyes, which are super big, occupying one-third of the whole face, as if they might fly out at any time.In contrast, the mouth is extremely small, the size of a baby's.The chin is very sharp, and it feels like the face of a mosquito and a fly is barely embedded in a person.Even if it was a sci-fi show for kids, there wouldn't be such a disgusting thing on the scene. Fortunately, most people can't see the worm man.If I could see it, the child would have cried out in fright.Even from the first time I saw them to the present, I have been used to it for a long time. The worm man in front of the station jumped up and down the wall of a nearby building.There, Gulu Gulu turned his neck and looked around the city.The people below that come and go, this scene reminds me of the end of the world. Although I have been talking about worm men, there are actually worm women.If the division is more detailed, it seems that there are men, women and children.A long time ago, I even saw a boy who was around the second grade of elementary school, and a grandmother whose chest was hanging like a ring on a bus. Therefore, if we want to give a general name, I think it is the most appropriate to call people insects.But let me tell you, I still think it's more interesting to be called a worm man or a worm woman.However, the only ones who can see them are couples, and it doesn't matter what they are called. I just thought that the worm man had probably stayed on the wall of the building for a while, but I didn't expect it to climb up the wall like this, and disappeared from my sight.Although this had nothing to do with me, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Why do you say that?That's because the worm man is actually not a good thing. I don't know exactly what's going on, I only know that they will attach to people to make them commit suicide, or make them encounter disasters. Earlier, I occasionally saw a worm man squatting on the shoulder of a middle-aged salaryman uncle. That is a very strange picture.It deftly folds its long hands and feet and stands on the shoulders of a person, just like a group gymnastics at a sports festival.The most important thing is that the uncle didn't notice at all, and he was still walking on the road as if nothing had happened. The place where I saw them was also near the station. At that time, I had a bad feeling, so I followed them quietly. It was also the first time I saw the worm man crouching on top of a person. He was an ordinary uncle no matter how he looked... It hadn't been ten minutes since the worm man squatted on his shoulders before he suddenly jumped onto the train tracks. Of course the train braked suddenly, but because he jumped off the platform closest to the front of the train, there was no way to save him.There was a loud noise at that time, and when the train stopped, the uncle's body was already in terrible condition. Everyone present can't see it.Under the stopped train, the worm man crawled out, stepped over the heads and shoulders of the onlookers, and slowly disappeared to nowhere. After a while, I occasionally saw a middle school boy with a bug girl on his shoulders. That worm girl is still very young, and she stands naked on the boy's shoulders, which always makes me feel embarrassed... Really, what do I think about at the critical moment.The boy was hit by a large truck on the way to school and died on the spot, but the bug girl who was with him was unharmed, jumped a few times by the side of the truck, and disappeared. Things have been like this, even if my brain is not bright enough, I can understand what's going on. Those guys must be—simply put, evil spirits, devils, or something. They just hopped and hopped around the town, looking for someone who could be their prey. But even so, I don't know what criteria they use to choose their prey. Maybe they just pick those who are weak in heart.