I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 208 The Strange Couple

It seems that there is no deliberate intention to spread the news.

News about Kazuki's new book spread wildly over Tokyo.

"This time, the teacher compared the entire Tokyo and even the entire neon to Paradise Lost."

"This is an interpretation of the entire neon society, and it is likely to be as explicit as the previous works."

Passers-by were discussing this matter in the heavy snow, just like last winter, they were discussing a novel called Snow Country in the heavy snow.

Until now, there are still many people shouting in the heavy snow to go to the snow country, to that gentle country that belongs to them.

Thanks to the new trend of management and the efforts of Niigata Prefecture, everyone now habitually calls the place Snow Country.

The exit of the train tunnel in Niigata Prefecture is also named the entrance to Snow Country.

Many artistic young people wearing knitted hats and thick scarves went there to take photos and check in.

It seems that after Snow Country, which is an Izu, they hope that Kazuki Koin can write more good articles, of course the kind of articles that include places.

This allows them to have a pilgrimage mentality when traveling to that place, just like the snow-capped mountains that are coated with a layer of golden light at dusk.

However, since there is no movement in Xinchao, and the source of the news is not known, many people are in a wait-and-see state.

"Being able to define neon as a whole is not an easy thing. Of course, the person who can do this is not a fledgling blank-paper writer."

"Comparing Tokyo to Paradise Lost sounds very...won't such rhetoric be criticized by those believers?"

No one has ever done such a thing. The thing mentioned here refers to using religious terms to define a country or...a thing.

Of course, people outside don’t know the details of this book.

But within Xinchao, it has fallen into a state of madness.

It's a bit inaccurate to say that he is crazy. To be more precise, he should be deeply immersed in this book by Kazuki Koin.

At first, I just read it as a new book. Just like Kazuki Koin's previous new book, I read it with appreciation and admiration.

But after reading it again, I found that something was missing.

This book seems to be writing about the story of Paradise Lost, and it seems to be just narrating one thing. It is talking about the current social atmosphere, but it also seems to be exploring that area that all writers avoid: authenticity. life.

In short, every time you read, you will experience something more.

And the inexplicable feeling is getting thicker and thicker.

For Kazuya Satake, what he is most willing to do now is to write down his own feelings on the typescript that belongs to him.

He even felt that his feelings could be published in a book after the release of "Paradise Lost". The name of the book would be "Reflections on Reading Paradise Lost".

The more he read, the more he felt that Xiaoyuan Kazuki was thinking about issues from an unprecedented standpoint.

This perspective has even surpassed all books currently on the market.

He thinks about the nature of human existence from the perspective of love.

When he thought of this, Satake Ichiya clenched his fist heavily and punched it to express his inner excitement.

After a while, he locked the manuscript in the safe, then packed up and prepared to go home.

At this time, the street lights outside seemed brighter.

The heavy snow in the sky outlines the light and shadow, and when blown by the wind, it looks like white stars twinkling on an orange curtain.When he walked out of the company, he was filled with wind. Satake tightened his clothes tightly and walked quickly towards home without even bothering to hold an umbrella.

The weather forecast says there will be another wave of cold air coming in at night. Most of the time when you go to bed at night, the windows will be covered with frost.

When I was going out to Xinchao Company to turn a corner, there was a couple under the street lights. They looked like they were high school students.

Kazuya Satake glanced at his watch, it read ten twenty in the evening.

This point was actually still outside, but Satake Kazuya remained silent. There was no need for him to care about others.

But when passing by the couple, he was stopped.

"Uncle, can you take a photo for us?"

When Satake Kazuya raised his head to look at the girl, he realized that there was a hospital gown under her coat.

The boy next to him held the girl's hand tightly, his eyes always focused on the girl, and he said nothing.

Kazuya Satake was silent for a while. In this winter, he was not very happy to reach out and do other things - hold an umbrella or help a bored couple take photos.

If he were ten years younger, he might be happy to do this, but now he is not that young anymore.

And instead of taking photos for them now, he would rather run home and hide in the kotatsu.

Seeing Satake Kazuya being silent and making no movement, the boy grabbed the girl's hand and tightened: "Forget it, I'll take the photo."

"No, your photo is so ugly." The girl shook her head and rejected the boy's suggestion.

But when she turned her head, she realized that Satake Kazuya had already walked away while taking advantage of the moment.

Satake Kazuya did not look back.

If you are sick, you should stay in the hospital properly instead of running out in the middle of the night.

He couldn't understand what the young man was doing now.

When he went to work the next day, he passed by the corner and found an extra "snowman" under the street light.

The snowman is just a big ball with two carrots as eyes.

"Why is there such a strange snowman?"

He thought of the couple last night. Could it be that they piled up here last night? He thought silently in his heart.

When he was at work, he accidentally passed by the window where he could see the corner and found that the snowman had been destroyed by someone.

But when he passed by again, he found the man and woman squatting there again, holding the snowman again.

"It's so cold that I'm not in the ward, yet I have to run out to make such a weird snowman."

There is a hospital around Xinchao. If you stand on a high floor and look out, you can see the courtyard of the hospital, maybe from there.

In this way, he stayed in the company until about nine o'clock in the evening. Kazuya Satake repeated his daily actions, put the manuscript into the safe, and then walked out of the company.

When leaving the company, he took a special look at that corner and found that the couple was still there.

After thinking again and again, he took another route home. (End of chapter)