opening human body

Chapter 98
In the morning, the sun rises.

After Xia Shu finished her daily morning exercise, she went out with her camera again.

The "New Era" supplement is almost ready, but his topic on the elderly living alone in the city is still not completed.

In addition to being an old man living alone, the last old woman is also a well-known nail-biter. She has been guarding the house left by her deceased wife in the bustling commercial street for many years.

Recently, no one bothered the old lady anymore until Xia Shu came to interview.

Thinking of the last time he came, Xia Shu shook his head secretly.

He's a stubborn old man, he doesn't even let him in, and he always keeps his face straight, as if he treats reporters as evil spirits.

He had no choice but to give up. It wasn't that he had to interview the old man.

One more and one less, the magazine will not say anything...

Xia Shu quickly crossed the block and found a small piece of land surrounded by high-rise buildings.

A single-family Japanese-style wooden house,

Trees were also planted in the yard, and the sun shone into the unique scenery of the commercial street.

"Squeak!"

The wooden door of the house opens,

The old man was full of white hair and wore a sauce-colored sweater,
After opening the door and looking at the rising sun leaking from the gap in the building, he turned around and locked the door. As usual, he carried the bag to the nearby convenience store to purchase.

The face eroded by the years seems to have an indelible sadness...

Xia Shu didn't want to come forward and disturb for a while.

"Grandma..."

"Who is your grandma?!"

When the old man saw Xia Shu, he hurriedly stepped up to avoid it.

"I have nothing to interview, so don't come again!"

"Ordinary people shouldn't react to my dark aura, right?" Xia Shu scratched his hair.

really,

Compared with interviews on social topics, he is more suitable for dealing with monsters, spacemen or urban legends.

After this topic is over, I will never do this again...

Convenience store.

The old man brought a basket of things to the counter to check out. He didn't seem to think it was enough and wanted to buy something.

"Grandma, did you buy so much today?" the female cashier asked in surprise, "Do you want to entertain guests today?"

"No, I've always been alone..."

"You should buy the same amount as usual. How can one person eat them all?"

"No, I want to buy them all back."

The old woman responded with a smile, as if there was something happy about it.

It's completely different from when he faced Natsuki, his personality is very easy-going...

"I hate dealing with weirdos."

Xia Shu took a photo of the old woman's house and was going to go back to the magazine first.

He still wanted to investigate urban legends.

A task that is quite dangerous in the eyes of others is the easiest for him...

Speaking of,
After eating pasta last time, he never saw Obik, who was selling soba noodles at night.

Unlike other dangerous monsters,

Obik is not a threat, but the ramen he makes is very delicious. He originally planned to eat it occasionally...

Maybe you can go to Hikino-cho to see the situation.

"When it comes to eating noodles, I'm a little hungry again."

Natsuki turned his attention to the ramen shop by the park road.

After Halloween, the temperature in Tokyo began to gradually cool, and it has been winter recently, and a steaming bowl of ramen is particularly attractive.

"Boss, two ramen."

Xia Shu entered the store and shouted,
After sitting down, I found a wooden sign with the price on the wall. The cheapest bowl of noodles was 800 yen.

Judging from the noodles ordered by the customers in the store, it is a bowl of clear soup noodles with a few slices of Naruto rolls.

In comparison, Obik is simply a conscience...

"Ok?"

Xia Shu was distressed to solve the ramen while it was still hot, and Yu Guang suddenly noticed the old woman passing by outside.

I brought a big bag of things, both fruits and ingredients,

And little cookies and desserts…

In a crowded park,

The old woman put down the bag and sat by the grass altar, feeding the pigeons one after another as usual.
I remembered the past time when my wife and I came over, and looked at the front blankly, until the pigeon was scared away by the child, it was still feeding slowly.

As if abandoned by this world, full of loneliness and loneliness.

At last,
The old woman slowly left in the sound of children playing in the park, and stopped when she came to a bridge.

The river flows like time has passed.

The old man remembers the past...

"Have you made up your mind?"

A young couple by the bridge seemed to be waiting to see the old man jump into the river. After waiting for a long time, they couldn't help but urged,

"Hurry up!"

"We are very busy. Are you going to dance or not? Hurry up and decide whether to..."

Xia Shu's figure appeared on the bridge,
Seeing the old man frown slightly, he walked towards the couple in a cold voice and said, "Is it fun to watch others jumping into the river? Would you like to experience it yourself?"

"what?"

The man glanced at Xia Shu, who was wearing a cheap black suit, and said, shoving and cursing,
"Who are you, uncle?"

"boom!"

Xia Shu stretched out his hand and clasped the man's arm tightly.

Then he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the man's collar, and pushed it against the bridge guardrail with one hand.

"Hey! Don't mess around! Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Half of the man's body vacated the bridge deck, turned his head to look at the river below and cried,
"Uncle... No, big brother! I was wrong! Let me go!"

Xia Shu ignored the man and turned to the woman next to her like a little sister.

But the little sister didn't even look at her boyfriend, she just ran away and ran out of the bridge in a blink of an eye.

"This stinky woman!" The man couldn't believe it, and then he cried and begged to Xia Shu, "I can't swim, big brother, if I fall, I will die!"

"You can't use violence," the old woman responded and shouted hastily, "I'm fine."

"roll!"

Xia Shu threw the man aside, adjusted his suit before turning to the old woman.

"To deal with this kind of person, a meal is the most effective..."

"Huh?" The old woman recognized Xia Shu and sighed helplessly, "It's you again... Didn't I say there's nothing to interview?"

"Interviews are indeed not my specialty, so I have given up." Xia Shu calmly said.

"Give up?" Grandma said in surprise, "But isn't interviewing your job? You can interview other people..."

"It's no longer necessary."

Xia Shu shook his head.

"Grandma, go back quickly. If you are not even here, those good memories of the past will no longer exist."

He knew the reason why the old woman refused to move,

Just to preserve the memory of the past.

It would be too cruel if even the only thing that is nostalgic disappears.

He can understand this feeling.

……

Park Plaza.

Xia Shu passed by with his backpack on his back, raised his head and looked at the big screen in the square.

"Regarding the recent World Motorcycle Races held in Japan, Aoki Tama added another championship trophy to his career, below..."

TV is covering motorcycle racing news.

Not just Tama Aoki,
Mayumi, who was wearing a leather coat, mixed in with the contestants and grimaced at the camera.

The fate of these two people really completely changed,

Originally, when Tomo was killed, Mayumi was the most painful time...

"Hey!"

A motorcycle stopped beside Natsuki, and Mayumi herself appeared,
Taking off his helmet, he greeted Chao Xiashu lively: "Are you alone again? Are you taking materials here?"

"Yeah," Xia Shu came back to his senses and looked at Tomo who was with Mayumi, "Can I take a picture for you? Actually, I'm also a motorcycle enthusiast..."

"Of course there's no problem," Takuma Aoki took off his helmet and asked suspiciously, "Have we met before? It always feels familiar."

"This should be the first time we've met, and I'm a freelance journalist."

Xia Shu smiled,
After adjusting the camera to include the two and the motorcycle together, press the shutter.

"Crack!"

The photo captures the smiles of the two.

"OK, thank you."

"It doesn't matter," Aoki Takumo said with an OK gesture, putting on his helmet again, "there is a private game next week, do you want to watch it?"

"I know, I'll go when I have time."

Xia Shu put away the camera.

He doesn't like watching races anymore, and it doesn't feel that exciting to him at all. It's better to make some money and collect a few more locomotives.

"By the way," Mayumi turned to invite again when she left, "Next year, Tomo and I are going to have a wedding in Tokyo. We just need a photographer. Can you come with Dagu and the others?"

"no problem."

Xia Shu watched the motorcycle leave.

……

(End of this chapter)