Chapter 372 Part 1 (Part 2)
A chicken, Liu Xingquan thought.
This is an ordinary chicken that can be bought at any vegetable market. Liu Xingquan felt as if it was looking at him.
"Liu Xingquan!!" He turned around and saw several high school students standing behind him. Liu Xingquan knew them all. They were all loyal . The two leaders were nicknamed Stone and Xiaomang. They were always disobedient and were regarded as problem students by the teachers and students of the school. Because Liu Xingquan had a good relationship with Xiaosheng, these high school students also regarded Liu Xingquan as their brother and took good care of him.
"Liu Xingquan, what are you looking at?" Shi Tou said with a smile.
Liu Xingquan looked at the chicken coop and said, "A chicken."
Stone said, "Yes, a chicken. What's wrong with this chicken? It's very ordinary."
Yes, why am I looking at a chicken, Liu Xingquan thought. It doesn't look very fat.
Xiao Mang said, "You want to eat chicken, right? There's fried chicken over there, I'll treat you. Come on, come on!"
Liu Xingquan quickly shook his head and said he was not hungry. Xiaosheng's brothers were all very nice, but they were a little too enthusiastic, which always made him feel overwhelmed.
"I saw you were a little distracted just now." Shitou said, "Did you get bullied by someone at school?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Mang immediately said angrily: "Bully? Who dares to bully Liu Xingquan? Don't you take us seriously?"
"No! No one bullies me!" Liu Xingquan replied. He had always been suspicious of what Xiaosheng said to these people. Did they imagine him to be a poor little thing that could be bullied at will?
After declining the treat and saying goodbye to them, he turned and left the busy pedestrian street.
I don’t know if it was his illusion, but when he left, the chicken in the chicken coop seemed to have a very sad expression.
Wait, what kind of expression can a chicken have?
No, why should I care about a chicken?
After walking out of the pedestrian street, Liu Xingquan stood at the fork in the road again. The golden red sunset was burning in the western sky, and the surrounding buildings were also dyed with a layer of bright red. But perhaps, he seemed to have seen a more unusual sunset somewhere. It was a larger red planet in the horizon, with silk-like metal dust above the sky, and there were constantly flashing lights in the hazy atmosphere. It was a starship traveling through the sky. Starship, Liu Xingquan came back to his senses in confusion, what am I thinking about.
It's dusk, and now it's time to go home.
He picked up his feet and walked towards home.
It was still the familiar roadside scenery. I had walked back and forth like this to and from school thousands of times.
Students were chattering on their way home, and the expressions on the faces of office workers seemed much more relaxed.
Liu Xingquan has always lived this kind of life. And it will continue to be this way in the future.
The stories in the animations are all lies. The reality is that he must study hard to succeed in the future.
This ordinary real life, although somewhat boring, is extremely stable. All he needs to do next is study hard, get into a key high school, and then get into a top university in the country. When he enters society, he will surely become a successful person like his friend's father.
Friend's father? Liu Xingquan was stunned. Which friend? His friend was Cui Mingzhi, but he didn't seem to be targeting Cui Mingzhi's father.
The thought flashed across my mind for a moment, and then was suddenly interrupted.
What on earth am I thinking about? Liu Xingquan scratched his hair. Could it be that he really didn’t sleep well and his memory has deteriorated?
Before he knew it, he had walked back to the community.
"Xiaoquan, you're done with school." The aunt in the community said to him with a smile, "I saw your dad coming back from get off work earlier."
"My dad?" His heart stopped at that moment and he stopped.
"yes."
He ran forward quickly, taking two steps instead of three, and rushed up the stairs. When he stood at the door of his house, he heard the sound of cooking from inside and smelled the aroma of meat and the smell of oil smoke.
His father's specialty is fried pork belly with eggplant, which is also one of Liu Xingquan's favorite dishes. The taste is exactly the dish he remembers.
Like a child afraid of making a mistake, he hesitated with the key in his hand and dared not open the door. The sound of cooking continued from inside the door. He stood there for a long time.
The neighbor next door heard the noise, opened the door, looked at him strangely, and closed the door again.
This was the most familiar scene in the past. What was he hesitating about?
Liu Xingquan calmed himself down and turned the key.
…
The door opened.
That was his unchanging home.
His father was cooking with his back to him amid the smoke, "Koizumi, you're back."
" ..."
"Go do your homework. Dad bought you some pork belly today." The father said, "We'll have pork belly and eggplant stew for dinner."
He walked silently to his father's side, and his father was still concentrating on cooking. Under his most familiar profile, his shoulders were as broad as he remembered, and there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were still full of vitality.
This is his father.
"Give me the candy." said the father.
“…”
"Sugar." His father repeated. Seeing no response, he turned his head and looked at him strangely, "Koizumi?"
"Okay." Liu Xingquan quickly reached out and took the sugar jar and handed it to his father.
My father scooped a spoonful of sugar and sprinkled it into the pot, and the iron pot exuded an enticing aroma. "Koizumi, what's wrong with you? You look so gloomy and absent-minded."
"fine."
"Oh." His father picked up the spatula and stirred the frying pan a few more times. "Did anything happen at school?"
"It's all right."
"Then why are you standing here?" His father closed the pot lid and turned to look at him.
"..." Liu Xingquan touched his nose embarrassedly, "Dad, I just want to see you."
His father looked at him in confusion, "Did you take the wrong medicine? If nothing happens, go do your homework."
"Okay." Liu Xingquan picked up a rag and wiped the oil splashed on the surface. "Do you need help?"
"You don't have to get in the way here." The father asked suspiciously, "Did you fail a test or do something wrong, and the teacher wants me to go to school?"
"No." Liu Xingquan looked at his father deeply again and left the kitchen embarrassedly.
Coming to his bedroom, he sat down at the desk and took out his homework book. Most of the homework had been completed in advance during the break. But according to his regular plan, he still had to do a set of mock exams. He must maintain his first place in the grade in the next exam. Gu Yu and Cui Mingzhi from Class 1 were both very strong competitors, so he couldn't relax at all.
Because this is reality.
This is his life.
Their family is intact and lives happily together.
Some vague fantasies are nothing more than bizarre dreams.
As an ordinary student, he can only face reality and keep his feet on the ground.
He opened the test paper and finished two questions with a calm mind when the bedroom door was pushed open. His father stood behind him with a spatula and said, "Xiaoquan, I still think you are weird today. Were you bullied at school? Don't be afraid, Dad is here!"
"Dad, it's really okay!" Liu Xingquan said with a smile.
"That's good." His father looked at him. "Xiaoquan, our family is not well off, but you have always been an ambitious child. Dad knows that you work hard and are very sensible. Dad can see that you must have something on your mind. I just want to say that no matter what you encounter, Dad hopes that you will not do anything that you will regret."
“…”
"It's rare to see you so absent-minded, so I'll mention it." The father smiled, raised his eyes and looked out the window in front of the desk, and said in surprise: "Is this... a bird?"
Liu Xingquan raised his head.
There were flocks of birds flying outside the window. One bird, two birds, three birds, flocks of birds, like a gorgeous wind coming.
The father and son stared in fascination at the flock of birds that suddenly fell from the sky in front of them, their eyes unable to take their eyes off.
A small green-winged bird landed on his balcony, hopped around, tilted its head to look at its audience, and then jumped directly onto the windowsill.
"What a beautiful little bird," said the father.
Liu Xingquan stared at the green-winged bird on the windowsill. Its head was chestnut brown with white feathers, its wings were a beautiful, fine olive green, and its beak was as dark as obsidian. Its pearly brown eyes were staring at him, sternly and sadly.
It spoke to him.
A word that made him tremble.
Then, the green-winged bird spread its wings and flew towards the endless sky.
He had experienced such a scene at some point in his life.
"Where's Mom?" he took a breath and asked in a low voice.
"Hmm?" said the father, "Your mother is out of town, have you forgotten?"
No, it shouldn't be like this.
He stood up suddenly and rushed to the door.
"Koizumi?" His father looked at him in confusion. "Where are you going? It's almost time for dinner."
"Dad, you just said not to do anything you'd regret." Liu Xingquan whispered, "So, I have to go out now."
"oh."
"dad."
"Um?"
"I'm really happy to see you back home."
"What nonsense ?" said his father. "You are not going out to pick up a package. Eh?" He lowered his head in surprise, and Liu Xingquan hugged him tightly. "What are you doing, kid?"
He looked up at his father one last greedy look and then rushed to the door.
"Come back early to eat!"
"Um!"
The flocks of birds were still flying in the sky, and he ran forward quickly amid the sound of birds singing.
The surrounding street scenes were the ones he was most familiar with, but they were very different from what he remembered.
Turning back along this street and walking forward about fifty meters, my mother's wonton shop is next to the bakery. At this point, it should be crowded with customers.
…
He stopped.
On the left is a bakery, on the right is a fruit shop, and in the middle hangs a sign - Xiao Fen Snack Supermarket.
There was no sign of any wonton shop.
It was as if the "Qingquan" wonton shop had never existed.
Liu Xingquan took a painful breath and ran forward with all his might.
The wind whistled in his ears and green-winged birds flew over his head as he ran forward across the street.
All the discordant fragments danced in the sea of his consciousness like a changing spider web, and he seemed to have suddenly woken up from a psychedelic dream.
He remembered the day when his father first brought him home, the toy bridge he built with him, his happy laughter, his sparkling eyes after his prank, the ecstasy he felt when he heard his voice in the silver giant, the starry sky and the dark night of Xiyiqi. The familiar streets stretched out before his eyes, but all this was not the real world for him.
He recited his friend's name in his mind.
Up ahead, there was something connected to his reality.
He ran into the pedestrian street and stopped in front of the snack bar.
The chicken stared at him from its coop.
All memories came alive, and his words were the key to open the seal.
"I'm here to pick you up!!" Liu Xingquan shouted.
At that moment, the rules of the world were broken. The chicken coop was shattered in an instant, and the chicken flapped its wings and jumped up. It flew in front of Liu Xingquan and said to him: "Very good, you have walked out of your self-loop. Now I can finally move freely."
Liu Xingquan reached out and hugged it.
The chicken asked him, "Have you recovered all your memories?"
Liu Xingquan said: "I remember now, you are the chicken raised by Yan Zhen!"
"It's Captain Spotted!" said the chicken angrily.
