MTL - Don’t Covet the Beautiful System!!-Chapter 119

After the anti-science rainstorm on the first day of junior high school, the sunny days finally returned to the second and third day of junior high school.

In Fang Hao's world, there are tasks to be busy, and he can't leave his host for too long. He should go back after the first few days of the first month. The three brothers should be neat and tidy, and Ji Tong and Pei Qingyuan will also return at the same time.

So these two days are particularly precious.

According to the unanimous resolution of the family meeting, the second day of junior high school went to the beach to play in the water, and the third day of junior high school went to the forest park for camping and picnics.

Ocean beaches and tropical rainforests are the two most distinctive landscapes of the city.

Fu Yinyin was a little surprised by the suggestion mainly made by Ji Tong and Fang Hao: "You two don't want to go to the amusement park this year?"

As a result, the two systems that had become children actually said in unison: "Childish!"

Last year, Fang Hao rode a roller coaster for the first time, and it was not at all as fun as he imagined. He almost lost his mind when he sat on the roller coaster. After surviving that tormenting journey, he immediately deleted this word from the dictionary of his life.

Ji Tong, on the other hand, thought of the amusement park in the conscious space that was transformed by the host into a romantic dating style, and the gorgeous fireworks that he saw with the host on the high point of the roller coaster, and he was a little embarrassed.

Hearing this, Fu Yinyin let out a meaningful sigh.

It's easy to guess Fang Hao's mind, because just hearing the word "amusement park" made his face turn pale, but Ji Tong's reaction was interesting, he blushed slightly.

Sure enough, he has grown up.

Fu Yinyin thought for a while, and casually conjured up two inflated little yellow duck swimming rings, and joked, "Wouldn't it be childish to go to the beach and use this?"

Looking at this extremely cute swimming ring, the two children suddenly opened their eyes wide and did not look away for a long time.

Fang Hao said insincerely: "It's okay, let's make do."

Ji Tong used the tone of an elder: "It's a bit naive, but I can accompany my younger brother."

"..." Pei Qingyuan hesitated to speak, "I can swim."

Ji Tong immediately started chattering at him: "The seaside is so dangerous, host, you are a child now, even if you can swim, you have to wear a swimming ring to prevent danger..."

"Need not."

"Use it, use it."

Grown up, but not quite grown up.

Fu Yinyin smiled and placed two little yellow duck swimming rings among the three children, and took a very childlike photo with Ji Tong's camera.

Amidst the non-stop noise all the way, Chi Xia drove a group of people to the beach.

Sunshine, sand, waves, coconut trees, vibrant tropical style.

The kid Fang Hao, who was too upright, couldn’t wait to put on a little yellow duck and rush into the sea. Ji Tong, who failed to coax the host’s younger brother, temporarily put down the swimming ring and wandered around happily, where there were more people.

As in the past, I like lively places.

Pei Qingyuan walked beside his system quietly as usual.

He is collecting the different pieces bit by bit.

Even if he wasn't quite sure what the fragments meant.

Ji Tong sat on the sand with his knees in his arms, and when he watched strange young people playing beach volleyball, the longing in his eyes was exactly the same as when he sat in the auditorium and watched him play basketball with his teammates in high school. Ji Tong Always cheering and applauding for them outside the arena, as if with endless patience.

Today's children are not suitable for participating in this kind of activity, it is too dangerous and not strong enough, but the last time they went to the beach as adults, they were pulled into a small group of tourists playing ball.

Pei Qingyuan still clearly remembers that day, Ji Tong's earnest appearance when learning to play, and his stubbornness of getting up after falling again and again.

Even though his shoulders were red from being hit by a missed volleyball, he still smiled happily.

Why face an apparently common pastime with such a mood?

"What's your favorite sport?" Pei Qingyuan asked him.

Ji Tong was engrossed in watching, and replied casually: "I like everything."

"Why?"

Ji Tong thought for a while, avoided the surrounding tourists, and whispered: "Because human beings can fully display their healthy physique when exercising."

For this reason, Watch Xiaomei will even express praise and praise by flashing yellow light.

Thinking of the watch that has lost its soul now, the two people sitting side by side on the beach smiled.

"So why is the watch called Xiaomei?"

This is the second time he has asked this question.

But Ji Tong still didn't answer him directly.

Because Fu Yinyin was calling them, "Come quickly and get a drink."

The two girls put on their swimsuits, and like many other tourists, lay down on the sun loungers under the umbrella, blowing the sea breeze leisurely.

On the small plastic table between the two sun umbrellas, there are three big fresh coconuts, obviously bought for three children, and there are three small round stools beside them.

Ji Tong immediately dropped the volleyball and ran towards the coconut, and at the same time did not forget to pull him: "The coconut water smells so good, I can smell it."

Fang Hao, who had been soaking comfortably in the seawater, also came back with the little yellow duck swimming ring in his hand, and sucked up half a sweet and delicious coconut in one gulp: "It's delicious."

Seeing that he was drinking impatiently, Chi Xia couldn't help laughing, and reached out to pat the kid on the back: "Be careful of choking."

Besides Ji Tong, Pei Qingyuan is also observing the other two systems, especially Fang Hao, who is the most emotional.

He seemed to like Fu Yinyin's host very much.

Because of his childish personality and way of thinking, Pei Qingyuan has always treated him as a child. The handsome and ruthless black-clothed boy before didn't suit him, but now the child's appearance is very appropriate.

This system, which usually only thinks about being handsome and having fun, is the most like a tall man when it helps Chi Xia clean up the scumbags and the bullied elementary school students.

Under the sun umbrella, when the gentle woman stretched out her hand, the long scar on her white wrist was particularly eye-catching.

On the hot sunny beach, everyone dressed coolly, and the extra clothes and jewelry were stored in the locker, revealing the traces that were deliberately covered up in the daily life.

The three children who noticed this scene were stunned at the same time, but Fang Hao, who often couldn't understand the adult world in the past, reacted the fastest.

His expression seemed a little sad, and he called her in a low voice: "Sister Xiaoxia."

Chi Xia reacted from their expressions, she glanced at her wrist, and smiled apologetically, "Did I scare you? This scar is ugly."

"Not ugly." Fang Hao shook his head, "But it looks painful."

"Don't hurt yourself anymore." He said very seriously, "If someone bullies you, ask Sister Yinyin to call me, and I will beat them up for you."

He hesitated for a while before saying the next sentence: "If, if there is still a particularly sad time, you can go to the roller coaster, sitting on it is like falling from a tall building, it is scary, and you will regret it... But, Luckily it's fake and won't really die."

Fang Hao's sentences are always simple and childish.

At this moment, Chi Xia only felt a kind of familiar remorse and sadness.

Luckily she didn't really die.

So she touched the boy's short hair that had just been dried by the sea breeze, and replied softly, "I promise, I won't do that again."

Fang Hao hesitated for a moment, but was still not at ease: "Pull the hook?"

Chi Xia seriously stretched out the hand that had healed the wound, and completed the child's favorite way of making an agreement with him: "Okay, let's pull the hook."

The slender fingers that belonged to adults, and the little fingers that stayed forever in childhood, were clasped together in the salty sea breeze, shaking gently.

When Fang Hao finished hooking her up, Ji Tong, who had just come to his senses, never seized the opportunity to laugh at his childishness.

He neatly put on the little yellow duck swimming ring that he was embarrassed to use just now, and dragged Fang Hao into the sea: "Come on, let's compete!"

The depressed Fang Hao was gradually distracted: "Can you swim?"

"Won't."

"That's better than what?!"

"Compared with who picked up more shells?"

"... let go, I don't want to play with you!"

Pei Qingyuan stayed where he was, watching the two noisy figures merge into the laughing crowd by the sea.

He saw Chi Xia sitting on the recliner staring at his little finger that had just been hooked, then quietly turned to look to the other side, and put on sunglasses to prevent his friends from noticing her red eye sockets.

But Fu Yinyin's eyes swept over him, her eyes flickered, she seemed to have been keenly aware of Pei Qingyuan's turbulent thoughts, but she didn't mention anything.

She just stared at the blue sea water and the brilliant sunlight in the distance, and said with a smile, "It's beautiful here."

The scenery is so ordinary, yet so precious.

The sea breeze was circling in his ears, Pei Qingyuan looked at the figure in the distance who was seriously picking up shells with his head bowed, and responded softly.

"Well, it's beautiful."

It's a day at the beach.

The next day, we went camping and having a picnic in the forest, and the lush trees were full of birdsong.

In the special camping area, the tent that everyone put up together looks like a round mushroom house, surrounded by many tents of different styles.

The essence of a picnic is to eat in a different environment. In a sense, this may be Ji Tong's favorite entertainment.

Chi Xia and Fu Yinyin had been preparing food since last night, and now all kinds of food covered the entire tablecloth.

Although every family here is eating, under Ji Tong's command, the richness of food on this tablecloth can be regarded as outstanding, and all the tourists passing by can't help but take a few more glances.

Mountain wind and tree shadows, sunshine and grass, you can lazily stay in the tent chatting or sleeping when you are full, and continue to eat when you have enough rest.

After eating the first round, the three children lay on the grass with their hands behind their heads, looking at the clouds floating in the sky.

"The forest is so beautiful," said the darkest child.

"How about we go back from here later?" said the child with the fairest skin.

"How to go back from here?" said the child with the most normal posture.

Ji Tong said enthusiastically: "At dusk, we will walk into the forest together, then open the space-time channel, and slowly disappear into the depths of the forest, just like in a fantasy story."

Parting after a happy reunion is always very sad, and he wants to leave the world with a magical back.

Fang Hao rarely complained about his strange idea: "That's right, that's the decision."

"Then I'll find the most handsome back angle."

Ji Tong raised the camera, squinted his eyes with a wrinkled face, the viewfinder frame was shaking around, and suddenly stopped when it reached one place.

He moved the camera away and said in surprise: "That tree is really big, and there are many people around it, what are they doing?"

Fang Hao followed and looked over: "I don't know, I can't see clearly, I didn't bring a telescope."

Chi Xia, an aborigine, explained: "It's a thousand-year-old tree with a wishing wall around it. You can write your wishes for the future on a piece of paper and hang it up."

"Making a wish?" Fang Hao said disdainfully, "Childish."

Ji Tong specially went to crowded places: "I'll go and see what wishes everyone makes."

Ten minutes later, he came back with a sullen expression: "It's too high, I can't see it."

Fang Hao laughed: "Then you have been gone for so long."

Ji Tong said frankly: "I wrote a wish card and asked someone to hang it up for me."

He watched Fang Hao's instant attempt to get up, and reminded clearly: "It's very tall, you can't see it either."

"Oh." Fang Hao turned his eyes away, and hummed, "I'm not curious about what you wrote, I'm going to the bathroom."

Looking at the back of Fang Hao leaving, everyone tacitly did not expose him, and the toilet was obviously in the opposite direction.

After another ten minutes, Fang Hao walked back with a face as if nothing had happened. Ji Tong took advantage of his unpreparedness and asked suddenly: "What wish did you make?"

"I made a promise—" Fang Hao reacted, and said angrily, "What a wish, I'm going to the bathroom!"

Chi Xia held back her smile: "I've come here to hang up a wish sign a long time ago, Yinyin has never been to this scenic spot, do you want to make a wish?"

Fu Yinyin stood up simply: "It's all here."

In the end, Pei Qingyuan was left.

Under the expectant gaze of the people around him, he stood up consciously and walked towards the crowded old tree.

Writing a sentence should be very fast, less than ten minutes.

But when he picked up the pen and the tip of the pen hesitated on the paper, he realized that the weight of a wish was enough to make people dare not write easily.

There are many vague thoughts lingering in his mind, but the wish card in front of him can only accommodate a short line.

After a while, Pei Qingyuan handed the written wish card to the staff next to him, and watched him skillfully hang the card into the cool wind with a pole, and it swayed with the leaves along with the wishes left by countless strangers.

Pei Qingyuan knew that there were four kinds of handwriting that he was familiar with in those signs, scattered in the sea of ​​wishes.

Just like the Spring Festival couplets hanging on the kitchen door written by four people respectively.

He turned and walked towards the tent, the wishing board hanging high behind him was already spinning in the breeze.

The handwriting on a certain brand is beautiful and full of pride.

[Hope there are miracles in every world. ]

Near it there is a flamboyant wish, and the long sentence is crammed up and down.

[I hope the host, sister Xiaoxia, and brother Xiaopei will all be strong. ]

The wishing card that was hung up first was being illuminated by the sun, and the handwriting was correct and delicate.

[Hope Madoka is in good health, safe and happy. ]

The last wish written down is close at hand.

[Hope for a future. ]

It took ten minutes for the host to go back and forth.

Considering that this kind of wish is usually a secret, Ji Tong tried his best to hold back the urge to ask the host what he wrote, but unexpectedly, the host would ask him instead.

"What wish did you make?"

Ji Tong looked him around hesitantly: "It won't work if you express your wish."

Pei Qingyuan continued to ask: "Then who did you make your wish to?"

"...Of course it's me!" Ji Tong laughed dryly, "How can you grant your wish to others? I still know this common sense."

So Pei Qingyuan stared at him quietly, and said after a while: "Don't lie to me."

Only those who have a future will grant their wishes to themselves.

Ji Tong inexplicably felt a hint of danger, and whispered: "It's true."

The host is also so short now, it is impossible to see what he wrote.

And he clearly wrote good things.

Thinking of this, he tried to straighten his back, and said confidently: "I am an honest system, how can I deceive the host... I am hungry, should I eat jelly?"

Forget it, he was still a little guilty.

Fortunately, the host stopped asking questions.

Pei Qingyuan lowered his head to get the candy box: "Yes."

Dusk fell in the lush forest, many tents were put away, and the tourists who breathed fresh oxygen all day packed their bags one after another and prepared to go home.

The colorful sky is full of density, and the dusty light shuttles among the trees.

Ji Tong took the camera he brought with him and looked at the increasingly quiet jungle: "The moment of magic is here."

Chi Xia's face showed reluctance, but she carefully hid it: "See you next time, I will learn more recipes."

In the angle covered by the tent, she and Fu Yinyin waved their hands and watched three small figures walk into the forest.

Fang Hao bid farewell to them loudly, then walked faster and faster, maybe because he couldn't stand the feeling of separation, he finally ran until he was obliterated by the mist and disappeared in the light and shadow.

Ji Tong had to walk slowly, the host held his hand tightly. In the warm winter like summer, he walked into the sunset forest with the sound of insects, evergreen leaves brushing his arms, and wet moss and stones under his feet.

They walked side by side into the depths of the turbulent and bright sunset. Before reaching another world, Ji Tong finally turned his head and whispered to his friends who were still staring at the place: "Goodbye."

From a very close distance, Pei Qingyuan saw the side face of him smiling and saying goodbye, childish and pale.

Like the end of that chain of dreams.

The teenager who walked out of the ward ran under the tree alone, carefully loosened the soil with a shovel, put a mushroom into an empty flowerpot, and said goodbye to the stray white cat.

All the answers have already been written.

They are scattered in the tiny details that he has ignored either intentionally or unintentionally.

Pei Qingyuan thought that he had finally changed from a bystander in his dream to a man in his dream.

This scene is so familiar, not only Ji Tong who is turning his head to say goodbye, but also the tree that often accompanies him.

The moment before entering the space-time channel, Pei Qingyuan whispered: "See you in the future."

Ji Tong was startled, then laughed: "See you in the future."

They are about to become adults in an instant.

But after he returned to the familiar room, he didn't see the host immediately, only the slight warmth remained in the palm of his hand.

In the dizzying space-time travel, Pei Qingyuan opened up the space of consciousness soberly.

There are gardens, playgrounds, and a paulownia tree in the center that is always covered in purple clouds.

He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to take a look at this tree growing in his heart.

Maybe it's because in those pale dreams, looking out from the window of the ward, apart from the huge mushrooms floating in the sky, all that can be seen is a big tree growing in the green field.

After staring for a long time, Pei Qingyuan saw the slight change beside the paulownia flower tree.

At some point, flowers and plants grew around it, and the originally solid soil seemed to become soft.