Stray Chapter 129: Happy New Year’s Eve
Leaving the time of the unknown dimension, returning to the dimension called "reality".
Xia Ran first looked at the calendar, then at her notes, and quickly regained her rhythm in the real world, remembering what theoretically should have happened "a few days ago".
Writing a diary is indeed a good habit, but this feeling of confusion and separation, no matter how many times you experience it, you will never get used to it completely, nor can it be eliminated immediately by simply looking at the previous diary.
In the earliest stages, the sense of separation was so terrifying that it was difficult to follow. Many times Xia Ran wondered if she was crazy. In the chaotic memory, looking for the so-called immersive sense of substitution that I don't know if I can still remember it...
However, he has experienced it many times now, and perhaps because his intelligence and spiritual attributes have risen to an unimaginable level, this time, he found the rhythm of the real world very easily... …perhaps.
After all, he didn't write down everything in detail, but just recorded some more important information.
Therefore, it is impossible to say what details may have been missed. It's just that since it's information that hasn't been specifically recorded, it should mean that those things are not important in the first place, right? So no problem!
"The last day of Golden Week was yesterday, which means that the school reopened today..."
Looking at the calendar, Xia Ran looked at the clock on the table, exhaled lightly, then walked to the closet, and changed into a school uniform——
Although the school has strict rules on dress in this area, it is only limited to the strict rules in writing and oral. If you go too far, you won't be in trouble.
It can be said that the student union in the school has no sense of existence at all, let alone majesty. Usually it is like a background board or something, so don't worry about them doing surprise inspections or the like.
Don't say it's a surprise inspection, they seem to have forgotten even the regular routine inspection... It's precisely because the student council doesn't even do superficial work, it's no wonder that there is no sense of existence.
However, Xia Ran has always implemented the concept of "come from the masses, go to the masses", which is high-profile, unconventional, and eye-catching. This concept has always been missed by him, so he always wears a suit school uniform.
He doesn't think school uniforms are ugly anyway, and isn't Yukinoshita a positive example? It can only be said that good-looking people are born with clothes racks, they look good in anything, even in a sack—
And ugly people are ugly in everything they wear. The more unconventional they are, the more they try to make themselves different, and the more they magnify the problem in this regard... If they all wore school uniforms and looked like everyone else, they would still No one will pay attention to you on purpose.
However, you have to highlight your own maverick and show your own personal style. People can see it at a glance. Isn't this just asking for trouble?
So, the world is so cruel.
—Neither gentle nor correct.
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I adjusted my tie in front of the mirror, and after I woke up, I pressed the two hairs that were up.
Xia Ran was satisfied after looking at it for a while. Because no matter how you look at it, it still looks the same as before, and there is no obvious change due to certain things, which is really reassuring-
He probably overlooked such a thing, people will change over time, but it is difficult for him to notice this change, because this change can not be completed immediately, but gradually over time a process of change.
Often wait until a person reacts and discovers his own change, he basically doesn't know himself anymore.
Xia Ran quickly finished washing and eating breakfast, she picked up her schoolbag and went straight out. The moment he walked out of the door, he was still in a trance, and then rubbed his eyebrows in distress.
There is morning light on the spacious street, the sky is clear and bright, and the white clouds drift by leisurely. There are vehicles coming and going on the road, and on the sidewalk are office workers or students in a hurry, trotting forward in three steps, some with breakfast in their hands, and nibbling on a few steps in a hurry.
In addition to many people's faces, there is still reluctance for the golden week that has just passed. There is obviously a post-holiday syndrome. They are full of unhappiness and anger about going to work and school on the first day after the holiday. after emerging.
The city, or the world, is as quiet and peaceful as it used to be, unbelievably peaceful.
This is the factor that makes Xia Ran feel a serious sense of separation. After all, it is impossible to say that the previous world of zombie apocalypse has no effect on him at all. He was just used to quickly adjusting his mentality and recognizing the current reality.
If you don't say it on the surface, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist, so he always feels that the contrast is really too drastic.
There are no zombies on the street, no black smoke and fire from the buildings in the distance, no car accident scene or burning vehicles on the road, no blood flying on the ground, no broken limbs and stumps...
Even the sounds from all directions are too loud, the voices of various groups of people, the sounds of the engines and whistles of vehicles whizzing by, and even those from far away who can't tell what it is. Noisy sound.
It seems that every street and every block is full of vitality, as if this morning, the whole city woke up from its slumber and entered into operation.
Xia Ran let out a long sigh. He couldn't tell what kind of feeling he was feeling right now, but it was really subtle.
Unrealistic?
It probably does, and it occupies a very heavy weight. After all, he has only lived in a cruel apocalyptic world for a relatively long period of time. No matter what, he has accepted the reality. And unlike the previous world of "Parasite", the situation in that world was not particularly bad.
Those parasitic beasts also act under the dark side of human society. Overall, the world hasn't changed much, so it's not enough to make Xia Ran feel that the contrast is huge.
In the world of doomsday zombies, the entire human civilization has been destroyed, and everything has been subverted... So now after returning to his own world, Xia Ran deeply felt the existence of this sense of separation .
Kneading her temples in distress, Xia Ran walked towards the school step by step. This situation is really troublesome. Although it is not to say how terrible it is, it is just like jet lag. It is really nothing. good experience.
This is not a problem of adaptability, nor is it because of his poor ability to accept and adjust.
It's because his "reality" has never been fixed, it's always changing, which is bad. No matter how he adapts to the new worldview, however soon, reality will change again.
And that sense of confusion and disconnection is always with him, and he will not be absent most of the time, which has caused him considerable trouble.
Five minutes later.
Xia Ran, with a troubled face, stopped again in front of the alley not far from the school, which was an accident-prone alley. He tilted his head and watched the thin boy inside being surrounded by a group of big boys and three thick men. Live at the bullying scene.
This scene seems familiar? Has something similar happened before?
Well, I can't remember, maybe it's just a sense of sight!
But it happens that I am a little depressed right now, and I can't find a reason to vent, so let's do justice by the way. Xia Ran threw down her schoolbag and walked quickly towards the inside of the alley.
It was probably the sound that attracted the idea of a few people at the end of the alley. The thin high school student who was being bullied turned his head and looked at him for a moment.
And several big men are exactly the same, their faces become a little ugly, and at the same time they feel a pain in some parts of their body.
But soon, they reacted, gritted their teeth and forced themselves to rush up without hesitation.
——Why is this nosy neurosis again? !
And he is obviously a student, he doesn't seem to have any muscle lines, he looks white, why is he so good at fighting!
Unfortunately, the young master doesn't like to expose the background of the extremist Dao, and he doesn't want to be isolated and excluded by his classmates like he used to study... They have to consider the young master as his subordinates, and there is no way to explain it.
What else can I do? One by one, they can only bite the bullet and force themselves to rush forward with tears in their eyes... don't even think about explaining, anyway, let such a misunderstanding be confirmed...
And they can't take revenge afterwards. First, because so many people can't beat a high school student head on, it's already very embarrassing. They don't have the face to say it. And other people in the organization will only laugh at them, not feel like the enemy.
Secondly, the young master will never allow this kind of thing to happen... So, what is this called, obviously I just came to care about the young master and report some things normally, why is it inexplicable Getting beaten up?
At this moment, when this group of big men fell, not only their faces were distorted, but their eyes were somewhat moist.
After beating up this group of guys who knew that they were not good people at first glance, Xia Ran, who was doing a good deed every day, felt that his thoughts were clear, and he exhaled the turbid air in his heart, then turned around and walked to the entrance of the alley. Picked up his schoolbag and patted the dust on it.
As if he had ignored something, he thought about it for a while, then turned to look at the thin high school student who was stunned and froze in place:
"That, this classmate, you'd better not walk this road alone in the future, it's very dangerous..."
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"Uh...Thank you, thank you, this classmate." The thin boy looked at the corpses on the ground, his mind was clouded, and after a long while, he forced out a smile, facing the Thanks Xia Ran.
That expression was reluctant, laughing was not much better than crying, but Xia Ran didn't care, she just thought that this bean sprout-like high school student was too timid. The child can not return to normal state of mind.
Speaking of which, the emotions of the members of the club just now seemed to be a little out of place, and Xia Ran felt a little incomprehensible.
"The bell is about to ring, don't you have to go to school?" Xia Ran took out her phone to check the time, then sighed, and sent an invitation to the frightened thin boy, "Let's go together." /
"Eh...this, this..." Glancing at the corpses scattered on the ground, the thin boy didn't have any reason to object, and he was afraid of causing suspicion, so he gritted his teeth and nodded, "Thank you, classmate. "
The two walked out of the alley and continued along the main road.
"...Actually, I don't want to go this route, but I just transferred this semester, and I'm not too familiar with this area..."
It may be because of a ghost in his heart, the thin boy suddenly said this, as if he wanted to give himself a reasonable explanation for the fact that he was blocked by polar elements twice in a row.
"That's why I let you encounter this kind of thing twice in a row, I'm really... I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."
Huh? twice?
So, have you really saved him once before?
Xia Ran's attention was completely deviated. He nodded thoughtfully, and answered in a calm manner, but he was thinking about when this happened.
However, in the eyes of the thin boy, this classmate was already suspicious of something, and he suddenly complained secretly. What he was most afraid of was this kind of thing, and he had suffered like this before.
He really doesn't want to be isolated and excluded anymore. He has spent three years of high school alone. Is it so difficult to be an ordinary high school student? no! Absolutely not, it can't be related to the gang color!
"Well, my name is Ichiro... This classmate, I haven't asked for your name yet." The thin boy hurriedly wanted to use a new topic to distract the other party, "Speaking of which, your skills are really good. It's amazing!"
"Oh, my name is Chen Zhen."
Xia Ran waved her hand and replied absentmindedly.
(PS: Happy New Year's Eve, I wish you all the best of luck, everything you want will come true, and you will grow up quickly... Ah, I've been busy for a day today, and I have to keep vigil tonight. Firecrackers are set off in the countryside, and it will start on time at 12 o'clock. It was still deafening at about two or three in the morning, queuing up to play...I don't know if I can sleep...)