(from the author: I am definitely not procrastinating...there is too much space to fill in about Kawano, so I will write a small side story separately)
All you need to remember about your past is what's on the printed page.
The tall young man was sitting in the empty terminal, looking through the information in a worn-out document bag, twisting it one by one, and reading each word carefully.
A person's life of more than ten years, complicated emotions, difficulties in growing up, and changes in mentality can be described in his personal profile as "name, gender, age, and where he studied..."
The young man stared at the biography that could not even fill the blanks. These things that he was very familiar with needed to be filled into his brain again in this form - as information. He made sure to remember every word. , and after being able to figure out some experience details in the same way as reviewing a mind map, I finally turned to the last page of the information.
The last page is handwritten. It is full and neat. It contains various details of daily life such as precautions and medication time. It is enough to see the worry of the owner of the handwriting. The faint anxiety is combined with business and business. I want to highlight the awkwardness and affectation of my mature state of mind. Kawano took a rough look at the layout, and suddenly smiled and scratched his head in embarrassment. His memory and body structure were all copied exactly the same, so why couldn't he write such neat words?
It is said that the transformation from a child to a young man over ten years is long, and the integration of these experiences and emotions into an identity can be so short-lived... But as a mourning spirit, he can be regarded as having existed for hundreds of thousands of years. .
The flow of time is different. He borrowed the experience of youth and caught up with the same time as this world. However, he is familiar and unfamiliar, confused and sober. He has thoughts about the changes in the ancient world, but he cannot grasp the human nature. A trace that can be left for a lifetime.
Kawano likes reading and writing poetry very much. He doesn’t look like a poetic person - he is very happy that he has a unique handsome and humorous temperament, but he can’t help but look at himself in the mirror. Maybe he can become a romantic and reserved poet. He likes to talk to people, and with the thought that it doesn't last long, he has gone from actively chatting with people to becoming good at chatting up strangers of any age and personality. He is not afraid of hitting a wall, and he enjoys all kinds of interactions between people. The process of establishing, extending, elongating, and disappearing ties.
The young Kawano came to Kassel and continued to practice the simple and clean ideas in his head. He was novel about his own power, excited about another language environment and another wave of people with distinctive personalities, and was completely unfamiliar with it. I feel excited about the knowledge I have been exposed to.
He has roommates to talk to, classmates to interact with, and education from his teachers. Although he is not familiar with his own body at all and does not have much of his own ideas about food, he is willing to help others because he is soft-hearted and cherishes the short-term contact. Instead of refusing, he fell into an emotion called distress, but the little man from China seemed to fall into a similar situation to him from time to time.
why is that? Kawano couldn't see Qin Li's condition clearly, couldn't see clearly, and couldn't understand it.
But he quite likes it when Qin Li stays with him. The aura of Qin Li seems to tell others that he doesn't bother others. He is like the mysterious outsider in light novels and comics. It possesses unique skills, is mysterious and unpredictable, and sometimes looks like another race from outside the world. It observes everything that happens in Kassel with prying eyes. In human terms, it does not have the faintness that normal humans have. Wen Wen's "human nature", although he can sometimes show many emotions, but Chuan Ye is so sensitive, he can see that Qin Li's emotional ups and downs sometimes are not even as good as the bookish Gust.
He doesn't look like a living thing. Kawano thought.
Life in Kassel is not as easy as back home. Every day consists of regular and simple study, rest, and moderate contact with the outside world. The only person I face every day is that one person.
In Kassel, Kawano knew that he could not bridge the gap in knowledge, common sense, and experience caused by his absence of more than ten years. Life no longer had much hindrance for him, but in terms of learning, he had too many things at once. Hard to make up for.
It's just that the things he has learned before are superficial and cannot solve the problem that he is not accustomed to at all... Kawano let out a big breath, took his schoolbag, and was the last one to rush to the classroom.
He also asked Qin Li to help him occupy a seat, but he came so late. He was really embarrassed. He secretly smiled at Qin Li who stood up to make way for Kawano, and then sat down next to Qin Li.
The boy who always had a cold face opened his tablet and started doing his own thing as usual.
Although Kassel College is extremely special, since there is a relationship like Manstein and the Night Watch in the school... Kawano opened the dragon genealogy - or the notes Gust lent him - the school also arranged it Some courses that are not so closely related to dragon slaying are mainly ideological courses, including law courses, philosophy courses, and history, culture and humanities, etc., or they are to prevent students from becoming crazy people who study dragons, that is, those second-rate people in the equipment department. , or perhaps considering that if they leave the dragon-slaying business, or they need to use some overt jobs to protect the dark side of the dragon-slaying business in the future, so that the children of Kassel can be employed normally like others.
But since there are related households, Kawano rolled his eyes. Apart from the outstanding ones like Professor Manstein, there is another category. For example, in this class, the teacher who introduced works on European ideological and cultural changes is from Illinois, USA. A local, a thin young man in his early thirties, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The unbalanced proportions of his head and body make his image extremely awkward whether he is wearing a suit or casual clothes. Behind the lenses are twinkling eyes. The paranoid eyes are integrated with this twisted temperament. His thoughts can be said to be extremely outdated and backward. Although it is a course that guides Kassel students to think deeply about the laws of social change and understand classic works of thought and culture, Kazuo Kawaso Qin Li was forced to accept the export of many of his personal opinions and the inclusion of private goods.
This time Qin Li and Chuan Ye didn't pay much attention - Qin Li didn't care at all, he was just trying to get credits, and Chuan Ye had no experience - he chose his class without knowing the teacher. Later they found out that a How much trouble can a twisted and crazy mediocre teacher cause them both.
Let’s talk about an ordinary Kassel student last year. Because the final homework was too neatly typed, Professor Lesha Steton insisted that the girl’s homework must be plagiarized. The poor girl found it. The evidence proved that she tried to contact the principal to prove her innocence, but in the end she had to retake the course for a year because of insufficient credits, and entered the internship stage half a year later than her peers.
Angers and other high-level officials could not micromanage everything, and there were many B and C-level students in Kassel. Kawano felt very sympathetic to the girl and was careful in the class for the first half of the semester, for fear of attracting the teacher's attention and stepping on the teacher's Thunder point.
And the few students tacitly agree to it, sitting in the corner of the classroom, doing other things. Instead of accepting opinions that are not helpful or even harmful to them, it is better to consolidate their achievements, or simply sleep and play games. Relax.
Qin Li read a book on his tablet, and Kawano opened Gust's notes and copied them carefully, understanding them while copying.
But maybe the place Qin Li occupied today was too open in front of him, and the teacher Leha·Dei De Pain (ps: this is probably not a nickname deliberately chosen by Kawano, but he really couldn't remember it) caught him and was not listening to his lecture. Qin Li and Chuanye were attracted by them, and they were deeply hit by them to break the defense, and then asked the two of them strangely, why they were here.
Qin Li always cherishes words when it comes to people and things that he is not interested in. He doesn't take anyone seriously and looks at everyone like trash. He silently puts his hands in his hands and lowers his head in silence.
Kawano had never encountered a teacher who was so close to him and asked him directly. He blinked innocently and followed Qin Li's example and remained silent, but to be honest, he really didn't know how to answer.
The teacher was as stupid as a bucket and couldn't get an answer. It was probably because he was aware of his low ability and wanted to have a place in Kassel because of his vanity. His low self-esteem and proud character began to convulse. He gave an order to Kawano and said with a The English with a Chicago country accent said majestically:
"I want you to leave this classroom."
The unfamiliar language, the suddenly focused gazes of the students, Qin Li who finally raised his head, and the teacher's facial expression that he couldn't see clearly, made Kawano feel that his face was as stiff as a stone, and his body couldn't help but move.
He remembered that the extremely serious notes were still on the table. For some reason, some small daily routines of playing games with Qin Li in the dormitory suddenly emerged, and the memory of Gust's lecture to him suddenly became clear... He did not respond. He didn't move, just looked at his notes again.
He...is studying?
What did the teacher say when he asked me just now? Does it mean that Qin Li and he don't listen to his lectures, don't like to answer questions, are not good at thinking, and have a poor spiritual world? And are they pathetic?
Is this a new emotion called grievance?
"I want you to leave this classroom."
This sentence was repeated again in the silent classroom, this time even Qin Li was included. Qin Li lowered his head and did not take the teacher's words of chasing Kawano seriously, so he did not hear this sentence. The classmate poked him before he raised his head again, and as if he was going to be mad at the teacher whose self-esteem was frustrated, he took out an earphone from one ear.
Kawano still had the energy to complain at this time. As expected of Qin Jun, he really went his own way.
The next moment, Qin Li stood up slowly, and Chuan Ye also forced himself to lift his heavy hands and prepared to pack things, but he heard a fluent English speaker speaking from someone he was very familiar with.
"Using a language that we are not familiar with, in a land that is familiar to you, teacher, we are going to be driven out of the classroom that we are familiar with. This land that has no past for me now accepts me." Qin Li said, and then he After a pause, he switched to Chinese again, "Teacher, I remember you are an Asian studying in the United States, right? Let me not say that I don't quite understand why you suddenly give orders in English in a Chinese-taught college, but as for what you just asked Those questions related to my thinking about society and the country, my interest in and respect for your class, I answered with silence, but you want to kick us out because of our bad attitude?"
After saying this, Qin Li sneered. Chuan Ye probably knew what he was thinking now. He wanted to curse.
Then Qin Li switched to French, "In a strange land, as an ordinary student, you have ordinary interpersonal relationships. You have no one to talk to in native English like an academic management teacher, and you don't have any authority. Powerful classmates, relatives and friends, faced with a class that is more vivid than the rocks on the seabed, listening to this teacher full of personal aesthetics, oh, maybe, a great thinker is telling his views, our attitude of investing in professional courses, maybe It's our character problem that hurts the teacher. In that case," Qin Li switched to Russian again, "Teacher, we won't disturb you in this penultimate class."
After Qin Li finished speaking, he put away the tablet, put the headphones on again, turned around and went out.
Kawano also hurriedly collected his things and went out.
He originally thought that because Qin Li was always so fast and furious, he would have gone far away. However, the guy left the classroom, sat in the corridor, opened his tablet, and continued to read his book.
Something inside Chuan Ye slowly calmed down. He actually wanted to ask what he should do about this course, and whether he would just fail it and have to retake it. But before he could speak, Qin Li suddenly raised his hand. head.
"Akita Prefecture's delicious rice wine is delicious, and Jindu Drinks is a delicious food. (Akita Prefecture's rice wine is good, let's go and drink it together next time)"
Kawano was stunned and remained silent for a minute.
Qin Li secretly wondered, isn't it funny that he reenacted the showmanship of language roulette?
He couldn't stand the feeling of being targeted by such a wretched thing. Originally, he could just leave the classroom quietly with contempt for that piece of shit. But seeing Kawano's state, he uncontrollably flashed back to the time he was in When I finally stood up while hiking on the snowfield, there were so many things I just said out loud without thinking about them carefully.
The people, language, and scenery around you can all blend in perfectly. You can enjoy listening to them speak the language you are familiar with. Then you will naturally feel excluded. Isn’t it uncomfortable?
Such a sad feeling of loneliness... Kawano suddenly no longer believed in Blood Mourning, and no longer thought about the inhuman characteristics of Qin Li. He only thought about the attraction between similar people, and did not think about adapting. Not adapting to this world anymore, he only thought about how this world has always been extremely broken. He only thought about the rice wine in Akita County that Qin Li just mentioned, and he had never even drank it.
It was the first time that Kawano spoke Japanese in Qinli. His eyes were bright. Perhaps it was the first time that there was an extra moist feeling inside. He scratched his head as usual and whispered a few words that he had fixed in previous conversations. Lines:
"Command に従う!"
After hearing this, Qin Li looked like he had a broken ear. Kawano shrugged. Is there anything wrong with his way of expression?
But neither of them mentioned the matter again. Qin Li said that he would find a way to hand in the homework at the end of the class. After proactively coming up with a solution for Kawano and himself, Qin Li bought popsicles and ate them.
Reminiscent of the taste of the popsicle that day, Kawano sat in the dormitory, looked at the closed dormitory door, and then turned to look at his own territory.
...These are all things that need to be kept in the dormitory for the next year. Others that are not needed have been cleaned up. He placed a separate box on hand, filled with empty and finished reagent bottles, and will express it after a while. The committee will come to your door and send them back to Tokyo, Japan. He lied to Qin Li and Gust about taking a break from school and going home to see a doctor. Finally, when they were both gone, he returned to the dormitory to pack his things.
"The land without my past accepts me now." Kawano thought of what Qin Li said that day. He always felt that this sentence was very beautiful, but only in English, and Chinese was not beautiful enough. How should I use it? How can we better express the beauty of this sentence?
Kawano took out a dull blade from the drawer and walked towards the heavy wooden door of the bedroom.
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One day, the staff assigned by the school to repair the dormitory circuits and repaint opened the dormitory door, carefully observed the dormitory environment and the things placed there, and muttered that they must not mess up or lose things. However, it seems that everything in this dormitory is neatly packed, and there are no scattered items exposed for people to take away.
It just got stuck when he opened the door. The employee squatted down to take a look, and finally picked up a not-so-sharp blade on the ground. Sure enough, some unexpected things fell to the ground. He carefully placed the blade away from the door. At the nearest desk, routine inspections and repairs began, culminating in the repainting of the wall next to the door in accordance with the school's instructions.
After he closed the door, he found that there seemed to be some intermittent and not neat handwriting on the wall next to the door. Was it made by students? He looked closer and couldn't understand what the words were. It looked like it was carved with a knife, as if it hadn't been finished yet... He immediately thought of the blade that fell on the ground, these naughty students... However, next semester he will I'll finish carving it for him when I get back, he thought, picked up the brush, and passed it by.
