Chapter 19 18

6:40 Eri Asai's room. It gradually brightened outside the window.Eri Asai fell asleep on the bed, her expression and posture were exactly the same as what she saw just now.A thick sleep afterbirth wrapped around her. Mary walked into the room.In order not to let her family notice, she opened the door quietly, and closed it quietly after entering.The silence and coldness of the room made Mary a little nervous.She stood in front of the door, carefully looking around her sister's room.First, make sure that the room is the usual room, and then check to see if there are any strange things lurking in the corner, and then go to the bed and look down at the sleeping face of my sister.She put her hand gently on her sister's forehead and whispered her name.But there was no response, as usual.Mary pulled the swivel chair in front of the table to the pillow, sat down bowed, bent forward, and carefully observed her sister's face closely, as if looking for the hidden meaning of the code.

About five minutes passed.Mary stood up from her chair, took off her Red Sox cap, smoothed her matted hair, and took off her watch.Put these on my sister's desk, then take off the blazer, the hooded trench coat, and the checked flannel underneath, leaving only the white T-shirt.He took off his thick sports socks and blue jeans, and after taking them off, he quietly crawled into his sister's bed.After letting her body get used to the bed, she stretched out her slender arms to wrap her arms around the body of her sister who was sleeping on her back, and pressed her cheek gently against her sister's chest, remaining motionless like that.She tilted her ears, trying to understand every beat of her sister's heart, and closed her eyes calmly.After a while, tears overflowed from the closed eyes without warning, very natural and huge teardrops.Tears fell down her cheeks and wet her sister's pajamas.Then, another teardrop fell on his cheek.

Mary leaned over from the bed and wiped the tears from her cheeks with her fingertips.She felt terribly sorry for something—although she didn't know exactly what—and felt that she had done something irreparable.It was a sudden feeling of unknown cause and effect.Tears were still falling, and Mary caught them with her palms.The tears that just fell were as warm as blood, with the warmth in her body.Suddenly Mary thought: I could even be in a different place than this, and Elle could be in a different place too. Out of caution, Mary looked around the room again and looked down at Ellie's face.The beautiful sleeping face is out-and-out beautiful, I really want to put it in the glass cabinet like this.Consciousness is occasionally lost from it, where it hides, where it lurks.But it was supposed to flow somewhere invisible to the naked eye as a subterranean stream, and Mary could hear the faint echo.She listened.The place is not far from here, where the current must meet my own.Mary felt that way.Because we are sisters.

She bent down and kissed Allie briefly on the lips, then raised her head and looked down at her sister's face again, letting time pass in her heart.Kiss again, longer and softer this time, like kissing yourself.Allie and Mary, one word difference.She smiled slightly, curled up and lay down reassuringly beside her sister.She wants to stay close to her sister as much as possible, transfer body temperature to each other, and exchange life symbols with each other. Elle, I'm back, she whispered in her sister's ear.Please, she said.Then close your eyes and relax your body.As soon as she closed her eyes, the sleepiness was like a soft giant wave hitting her from the bay, enveloping her.Tears have stopped.

The brightness outside the window increased rapidly, and the bright sunlight poured into the room through the cracks in the curtains.The old timeliness is about to lose its effectiveness and recede to the back.Most of the people are still murmuring old words, but in the light of the sun that has just appeared, the meaning of the words is rapidly transitioned and renewed.Even if the vitality of most new meanings is so short that it lasts only until the evening of the same day, we must also send time away and move forward with them. In the corner of the room, the TV screen seemed to flicker for a moment, and the picture tube seemed to have a light source—seeing the movement, something was about to move there, as if something like an image was shaking slightly.Could it be that the line will not be connected to where again?We hold our breath and monitor its progress.However, in the next instant, nothing was shown on the screen, only blank space.

What we think we are seeing may well be nothing more than our illusion, it may just be that the light coming in through the window wobbles a little bit under some action, and that wobble is reflected back on the screen.The room is still dominated by silence, but its depth and weight are noticeably attenuated and receded from before.At this moment, the cry of a bird came to my ears.If you further refine your hearing, you might hear the sound of bicycles passing by, people talking, the weather forecast on the radio, and maybe even the sound of a slice of bread being scorched.The abundant morning light cleans every corner of the world for free.The young sisters cuddled close together in a small bed, sleeping soundlessly.Probably no one knows about it but us.

6:43 Inside the "SEVEN ELEVEN" convenience store.Clerks crouched in the aisles with checklists in hand to check inventory.Japanese hip-hop music is playing.Young male shop assistant.The clerk who took the shopping money from Takahashi at the cash register not long ago.He has brown hair and a thin build. He looks tired from the night shift and has yawned several times.Amidst the sound of music, the phone rang somewhere.He stood up and looked around, and he checked the passages one by one.There were no customers, and there was no one in the store except him, but the phone still rang persistently for a long time.Weird thing!Found it here and there and finally found the phone on the dairy cooler shelf.Who put the phone here.

Well, who forgot his mobile phone in this kind of place!I'm afraid something is wrong with my head!He clicked his tongue, picked up the cool and squishy child with a helpless face, pressed the call button and stuck it to his ear. "Hello," he called. "Perhaps you thought it was clever," the man replied in a flat voice. "Hey!" the clerk yelled. "But you can't escape, even if you escape to the ends of the earth." After a brief suggestive silence, the phone was hung up. 6:50 We become a pure viewpoint located above the city.As far as the eye can see, the scene of the awakening megalopolis is everywhere-commuter trains painted in various colors go in different directions, transporting many people from one place to another.They are transported both as persons of varied faces and spirits, and as anonymous parts of aggregates.It is both a whole and a simple part.They take advantage of this duality and go through their morning rituals accurately and quickly: brushing teeth, shaving, choosing a tie, putting on lipstick, watching TV news, talking to family, eating, and defecation.

The crows flock to the streets at the same time as the sunrise in search of food.Their jet-black wings flashed against the rising sun.Duality is not such an important issue for crows, for people.Ensuring the nutrition needed to maintain the individual's life - this is the most important thing for him (them).The garbage truck has not collected all the garbage.After all, the city is so huge and produces so much garbage.The crows uttered loud cries like a rapidly dived bomber landing on the streets and alleys. The new sun floods the street with new light.The glass of high-rise buildings glistened and dazzled.There is no cloud in the sky, and at this moment, there is not even a trace of cloud, only the haze stretches continuously along the horizon.The crescent moon has turned into a silent white rock body, a message that has disappeared far away, floating in the western sky.News helicopters circled the sky like nervous flies, beaming images of crowded roads to television stations.On the Capital Expressway, cars preparing to enter the city in front of the toll booth have already started to congest.The many roads between the buildings are still in cold shadows, where many memories of last night are still preserved.

6:52 Our point of view leaves the central area of ​​the city and moves to the quiet suburban residential area.Right now, two-storey houses with yards are lined up.Seen from above, all houses look much the same.Similar annual income, similar family members.The new dark blue Volvo proudly reflects the morning sun.A golf practice net set up in the lawn yard.The morning paper just arrived.Men and women walking big dogs.The sound of breakfast being prepared from the kitchen window.The sound of people greeting each other.Even here, a brand new day will begin.It may be a mediocre day, or it may be an earth-shattering day that remains in memory in many ways.But no matter what, at this moment it was still a blank sheet of paper with nothing written on it.

Pick out one of the houses that all look similar, and descend straight there.Through the glass window on the second floor with cream-colored curtains, she quietly entered Eri Asai's room. Mary fell asleep on the bed against her sister's body, letting out light sleep.From what we could see, it seemed to be a restful sleep.Perhaps the body is hot, and the cheeks are a little more flushed than before.The forehead covered the eyes.Probably dreaming, or the relationship still in memory, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Mary had gone through the long and dark tunnel of time, exchanged many words with the nighttime men and women she met there, and now at last returned to her place.There was nothing around her that threatened her, at least at the moment.She was nineteen, guarded by roofs and walls, lawns and sirens and freshly waxed station wagons and big, clever dogs walking around.The morning light from the window gently enveloped and warmed her.Allie's black hair was stretched out on the pillow, and Mary's left hand rested on it, fingers gently parted in their natural shape, slightly curved. As far as Eri was concerned, there was still no visible change in her posture or facial expression.She didn't even seem to notice that her sister came to get into bed and sleep next to her. But soon, Ally's little lips trembled slightly as if in response to something—a fleeting tremor of a tenth of a second in an instant.However, as a sharpened pure point of view, it is impossible for us to miss it.The physical signal at that moment has been firmly in our eyes.The trembling at this time may be a weak fetal movement of something to come, or an equally weak sign of a weak fetal movement.In any case, something has passed its mark to this side through the slight gap of consciousness-we get this tangible impression. Carefully and breathlessly we watched the omen, undisturbed by other attempts, to spend time inflating in the new morning light.The night had just barely lifted.And the next darkness will not come so soon.