This evil spirit is not owned by the young man himself, but exaggerated.
Pei Ziyun thought about it and smiled: "Literature is not only a dream, but also a breakthrough. Works that are restricted to the original stereotypes, no matter how well they are written, are difficult to be highly praised."
"Breakthrough? Just like Taku Yoshizaki?" The young man immediately answered, his eyes shining.
"Yes, just like Taku Yoshizaki." Pei Ziyun's smile deepened and he shrugged, "However, if I can't return, I'm afraid the result will not be good."
"Yoshizaki Takuko committed seppuku and died."
Hearing Pei Ziyun's words, the young man replied without hesitation: "From a certain point of view, it is true, but if you can achieve the same achievements as Yoshizaki Taku, even if you commit suicide, you will die for literature."
"Besides, for Kyoko, I have to stand up to others. Even if there is a price, I am willing to bear it."
"..." Pei Ziyun looked at the boy in front of him again - the young man was thin, not tall, shook his head slightly, and asked: "You mentioned Kyoko, is she your wife?"
"She's not married yet, so she's my girlfriend!" The young man replied, "Oh, Kyoko is my childhood sweetheart. She has believed that I am a promising person since she was a child, but my literary career has not gone smoothly, let alone giving Kyoko a rich life. Not even able to live a basic life.”
"So, I left Kyoko three years ago."
Originally, Japanese people valued privacy and would never say such embarrassing things, but for some reason, young people now say them out again and again.
In Japan, the man is responsible for raising the family and is the main source of income for the family. The wife is responsible for the family at home. The man has a high status. When he returns home, his wife says: "Welcome back!"
I also have to help my husband carry his shoes and all that.
But this is based on the premise that a man has a stable income. If a man does not have a stable income, his dignity will be gone. The difficulties can be imagined. Under this kind of life pressure, young people feel guilty. The only way is He left Kyoko, so he left on the pretext of collecting wind and wandered outside.
Listening to this scene, Naomi Hayakawa and Saeko were both stunned.
"Did you hear that?" Naomi Hayakawa asked Saeko.
It was very difficult for Saeko to follow her mother when she was a child. After she became rich, she received the formal traditional education of Kawa Shrine: "Well, I saw it. I saw Oni-chan talking to a strange and incompetent person, and even invited him to eat snacks."
Hayakawa Naomi wiped her sweat: "That person smells like a monster."
"Really? There is indeed one, but the smell is very weak. Could it be that he is the one responsible for our business?" Xizi touched it and found that the knife was not in his hand. He was in the car: "I'll get a knife and chop him to death. He won't even be able to support his wife." , a man who has run away from home does not deserve to live.
"Hey, let's wait for the minister's order!" Naomi Hayakawa realized that Saeko was about to make a move. She was dumbfounded and quickly pulled her.
The young man didn't know that Saeko was still talking as he was planning to chop himself to death.
In Japan, working part-time jobs in convenience stores usually pays 900 yen per hour. Young people can make a living doing some part-time jobs, but as time goes by, Kyoko gradually comes to mind.
Three years later, the young man finally couldn't stand it anymore and secretly returned to the original apartment he rented. He mustered up the courage to knock on the door and imagined a thousand outcomes. However, he never expected that it would be Kyoko and the day he left three years ago. The same, standing at the door to welcome home, the smile has not changed, the hairstyle has not changed, and even the clothes he is wearing have not changed.
The young man was in ragged clothes and had a sloppy beard. Facing Kyoko's welcome, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but couldn't stop the tears from flowing out.
"From that day on, I vowed to make achievements, at least to be able to support her." The young man was immersed in memories and did not speak for a long time. It took a long time to come back to his senses and hurriedly stood up to apologize.
Pei Ziyun smiled and shook his hand, saying: "It doesn't matter, it's just getting late... I'm sorry to bother you, I'm going back. Goodbye."
The young man stood up and watched Pei Ziyun go away.
"Onii-chan, is this man our mission? Then I'll chop him to death with a knife!" Saeko didn't like this young man very much and shouted to chop him with a knife.
"No, I saw it with my own eyes. This evil spirit is not owned by this person - Horikawa Satoshi - but is exaggerated."
"In other words, our target is not Satoshi Horikawa!"
"Even if it's not Satoshi Horikawa, it must be related to him. Just force a confession." Saeko said with a hum.
"Things are not that simple." Pei Ziyun shook his head. This was not only the principle of not harming the (innocent) family, but more importantly, if the Japanese government could rely on this to solve the problem, it would have used it long ago. He raised his eyes, He looked at the air and said in a relaxed tone: "But for me, the solution is very simple, as long as Satoshi Horikawa contacts it."
After entering the car, Pei Ziyun picked up the phone button: "Let me give him a chance!"
"Yamada-kun?" A female voice came from the phone.
"Hello, Nagano-san? I'm Yamada Shinichi." After a moment of greetings, Pei Ziyun said directly: "I met a writer in the coffee shop today. He writes pretty well. You can give me a chance. He has submitted a manuscript to you. The name is Satoshi Horikawa.”
"If you can, please call me back now."
"No problem, I'll check it immediately." Nagano Narumi said.
Pei Ziyun hung up the phone, leaned back in the chair, closed her eyes, and waited patiently. Pei Ziyun had found her knife, and slowly pulled the knife out of its sheath, and light flashed across the blade.
Pei Ziyun glanced sideways and knew that Saezi disliked such men because her father had abandoned her, so he let her go. However, the knife was sixty centimeters long, and there was a faint feeling on it - the person Saezi killed, Can you get one yourself
Pei Ziyun glanced at her eyebrows again, and it seemed that the beads had become a little more refined.
But that was not what Hayakawa Naomi was thinking about. She also loved literature. She hesitated and asked, "Did you have any intention of mentioning Taku Yoshizaki to Mr. Horikawa just now?"
"Oh, this is related to Japan's national character. In Japan, which believes in collectivism, tradition, breakthrough, and return are a system."
"When Western literature was introduced to Japan, Yoshizaki Taku was inspired and formed a new literary school. This can be regarded as a breakthrough."
“But among Japanese people who queue up to travel abroad, regardless of politics, even in literature, only in tradition can we feel the value and truth. Once we deviate too far from tradition, not only will we not feel free, but we will become A rootless person.”
"Breaking through or innovating is naturally good, but if you don't have time to return to tradition, you will be rejected. Yoshizaki Taku just didn't have time to return, so the unique Japanese-style beauty of emptiness, cleansing and sadness was produced. When it reaches its extreme, it leads to suicide."
"Out of my conscience as a writer, I have to warn Satoshi Horikawa."
Pei Ziyun said that in the original world, Japanese writers committed suicide because of the sadness they felt while growing up or because their sharp minds could not bear the weight of reality. But one of the important reasons is that great Japanese writers often break through the stereotypes of traditional Japanese literature. , this kind of breakthrough is sometimes equivalent to self-exile, and the end of this road is death.
The Japanese can only feel the reality of life within the organization. Once they lose control of the top, bottom, left, and right, they become rootless people and are rejected by the collective—this is a rule that is difficult for outsiders to understand but also exists.
Oda Nobunaga, the most aggressive, died in rebellion.
Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who conquered the world through détente at home, died in the war of aggression against Korea (Note 1).
And Tokugawa Ieyasu, who best conformed to the law of "tradition, breakthrough, and return", truly owned the world for 265 years.
"Is that so? The minister would also think so?"
"No, I am not Oda Nobunaga." Pei Ziyun replied with his eyes closed. In this world, Oda Nobunaga is just a mediocre daimyo with a ruined reputation.
But what Pei Ziyun really thought was that Oda Nobunaga was too aggressive and was called the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, and died of Akechi Mitsuhide's rebellion - it's just that he had no real power.
Even if he is more aggressive than Oda Nobunaga, if the great power belongs to himself, what will society do
This is similar to a child or teenager who shouts "I want to defy heaven" everywhere, except that wherever he goes, Pei Ziyun carefully studies the world and the laws of the society at that time, and then speaks such a deafening words.
Because when it is said, it is attainable.
At this time, the phone rang in the coffee shop, and no one answered it after ringing twice. Satoshi Horikawa was still meditating and writing when he suddenly realized that the bell was ringing. He raised his head in confusion, saw the annotation on the phone, and got up quickly, because The speed was too fast, causing the manuscript paper to scatter on the floor.
There was no time to sort it out, so he picked up the phone. Horikawa Satoshi said breathlessly: "Hi, I'm Horikawa Satoshi..."
"Hello, Horikawa-kun, I am Nagano Narumi, the editor of Shiraishi Gakukan!"
"I'm really honored to receive your call for the first time!" Satoshi Horikawa didn't expect that the editor of a well-known big publishing house would call him. He was flattered. Although there was no one in front of him, he unconsciously stood at attention and bowed. This may be an Japanese person. etiquette.
"Horikawa-kun, I read your novel. Are you the author of "Waiting Kyoko"? I would like to invite you to the publishing house to discuss the book. Do you have time?"
Horikawa Satoshi's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears, and he bent down deeply: "Hey, Nagano-san, I understand, I'll be here right away."
The good luck came so suddenly, and it was too late to figure out how it came.
As he hurriedly packed up the manuscript and was about to leave the cafe, Horikawa Satoshi suddenly remembered something and dialed the number again. As soon as the call was connected, he immediately said with joy and quickly: "Kyoko, Shiraishi Nagano Narumi, the editor of Gakukan, came to me and said that one of my novels had potential and asked me to go to Gakukan. I will go there immediately."
A thin female voice came from the phone opposite, which seemed to be congratulatory and admonishing.
"Okay, I understand. Don't worry, Kyoko, I will never make the same mistake again. No matter how late it is, I will come back." With that, Satoshi Horikawa got up and left the cafe and ran towards the station - 10 minutes There is a station within walking distance.
"It saves me the chance to follow." At this moment, Pei Ziyun in the car stretched out his hand and touched the void, seeming to grasp an invisible thread: "The target has been found."
Note 1: Toyotomi Hideyoshi could have enjoyed the world for a hundred years, but he ventured into Korea and died in his second life. By the way, I had a toothache a while ago.
(End of chapter)