Chapter 5 Cliff Illusion

【one】 At that time, I really wanted to be a great writer.In order to become a great writer, I made up my mind that no matter how hard it is or how much sacrifice I have, I can endure it.I even think that to be a great writer, shouldn't human practice be given priority over writing practice?Needless to say, falling in love, hooking up with other people's wives, spending hundreds of dollars a night to have fun all night, going to prison to eat, and then buying stocks to make a thousand dollars, and then losing tens of thousands of dollars, or killing people, I believe that all of these must be experienced one by one. Qualify to be a good writer.

However, I, who is timid and shy by nature, have never experienced such an experience.Although I made up my mind to do it, I really couldn't do it.While drinking a ten-cent cup of coffee, while peeking at the girl in the cafe, even this kind of thing, I had to work up my courage to dare to do it. I want to experience this gloomy world, like when crossing the Sumida River and going to a certain magic cave on the other side, there are still several streets before reaching the magic cave, and it is already difficult to move even if you get into an alley.A foul stench emanates from that world that is suffocating.I tried a similar experience several times, but failed every time.

I am desperate.I don't think I have the talent to be a great writer.Ah, but it is precisely because I am a shy person that I have become a terrible criminal. 【two】 In the first month of my twentieth year, I drove three hours from Tokyo to a seaside hot spring resort.My family is a kimono wholesaler in Nihonbashi. It is different from now. At that time, my family was considered wealthy, and I was the only child in the family. I was admitted to the first-class high school with excellent grades. , enjoying more freedom.I think there is no hope of becoming a great writer.I have been moaning and sighing all day long, and if this continues, I think I might go crazy. How can I not make good use of the rare winter vacation, so I decided to travel to a hot spring.Back then, I hated traveling in my high school uniform because there was something shameful about looking young outwardly.The family is also in the business of kimonos, and they have a special eye for clothes, and they always choose first-class styles and patterns.That day I put on a plain black pongee, a hunting cap, and a walking stick to go on a journey.From the perspective of clothing alone, he really looks like a decent writer.

The hot spring area I went to was visited by Momiji Ozaki in the past, and the coast here is the background stage of the masterpiece "Golden Yaksha".I stayed in the best local hotel called Baihualou.I heard that Koyo Ozaki once lived in this hotel, and the handwritten manuscript of "Golden Yasha" was framed in a beautiful frame and hung on the eye-catching wall at the checkout. (①Ozaki Momiji, a Japanese novelist, is most famous for his novel "Golden Yasha". This novel has been adapted into movies and TV series many times. Because of this novel, Atami has become a famous tourist attraction.)

The room where I was entertained, the top room in the hotel, had a huge sparrow print spread across the floor.It was as if they were greeting me in this fine attire.The maid opened the paper door on the south side of the guest room and explained it to me in a friendly manner. That is Hatsushima.On the opposite side, the Boso mountain range can be seen in the glow.That is Mount Izu.That is Uomisaki.That is Matsuruzaki. what is that?That foggy island?I wrinkled my face from the harsh reflection of the sea, and asked her as adultly as I could. big island.The waitress answered me so simply. Yeah?The scenery is so beautiful.Here, you can calm down and write novels.After speaking, I was also surprised.Flushed with embarrassment.Thinking about how to change my mouth.

Oh, is that so?The young waitress suddenly looked at my face with big eyes.Like a melancholy literary girl.So, Omiya and Kanichi can also come to our hotel. (②Amiya and Kanichi are the protagonists in "Golden Yaksha".) However, I couldn't laugh.Because of the inadvertent lie, I was so annoyed that I almost fainted.I am afraid that I will not have the courage to correct that sentence until I die.I whispered in a trance. Since the end of this month is the deadline, it will be very busy. My fate was decided at this moment.It's incredible to think about it now.Why would I say such unnecessary things?People, the more panicked they are, the easier it is for them to speak indiscriminately.No, not only that.At that time, how much longing I had for the writer, and the incalculable desire, wasn't it the key to unraveling this question?

Ah, a word that was thrown out of my mouth at that time made me commit a crime.And it was a crime of homicide that would make one's scalp tingle.And it is a homicide that has not been discovered so far. That night, I registered the name of an up-and-coming writer in the lodging register brought by the shopkeeper. Age, twenty-eight; occupation, writing. 【three】 After two or three days of doing nothing, my heart finally settled down.Just used a pseudonym, so what is the crime? Even if someone exposes his secrets, it will only be treated as a joke and everyone will laugh at it.Everyone must have done one or two crazy things when they were young.Thinking about it this way, I feel relieved.However, my conscience jumped out from time to time to play against me.A young man without talent like you, who has no hope of becoming a great writer, just pretends to be the name of a cutting-edge writer as a way of comforting himself.When I think of this, I feel restless and restless.

However, this sense of shame will also fade with time. After coming to this hot spring, for about a week or so, I have become a leisurely bathing guest.And the way I was treated as an up-and-coming writer was not bad.Most of the maids who come to my guest room will ask me respectfully if my writing is going well?Facing them, I will only respond with an elegant smile.In the morning, on my way to the soup house to take a bath, the maids would greet me, sir, good morning!I was honored as Mr., this kind of courtesy, no matter before or after, is unique. It was a surprise to me that the glory of being a writer should have come so easily.Even the proverb that if you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will succeed, I muttered while smiling wryly.It seems that no one doubts that I am a new writer.Sometimes, you don't even feel suspicious about yourself.

I spread out the manuscript paper on the desk in the guest room, wrote a big title of First Love, and then signed the name below, the name of a new writer, now it is my name, and then wrote two or three lines of sentences and scribbled and changed, making people Seeing the traces of my painstaking writing, I specially put it on the desk, where the maids can easily see it. Afterwards, frowning thoughtfully, I went out for a walk alone, pretending to look for inspiration. Such a pretense also gave me two or three days of extremely happy days.At night, after falling asleep, I was still a little worried.If the deity I pretended to be, happened to come to this Baihualou, thinking of this would send a chill down my spine.At that juncture, I'm going to preemptively declare that guy a fake.Gradually, I became more and more courageous.Mixed with unease and trembling, accompanied by ecstasy that seemed to stab my heart, I was so excited that I couldn't sleep.After becoming a cutting-edge writer, every plant and tree has a new meaning in my eyes.I waved my cane and walked heartily along the seashore. Whether it was the sea, the clouds, or the boat, they all danced vividly in my heart. From the outside, I looked like a genius writer with eccentricities, which made me ecstatic.Back at the hotel, I lay down on the table and scribbled on the manuscript paper. I couldn't help thinking that I should put my written words in a suitable frame to make them look like immortal masterpieces.In this kind of days full of distorted fantasies and carelessly living a happy life, I encountered a major event that I had never experienced before.

【Four】 I'm in love.And it's a belated first love.Unexpectedly, the title of the novel I drew up on the draft paper as a prank, now appeared in front of my eyes as a living reality.That day, I stained the manuscript paper, it was in the morning, and then I walked out of the hotel with a look of irritability.After a short stroll in Akane Park, we went to the street for lunch.I entered a tea shop called Hot Spring, and now I am a new writer who is highly praised by the publishing house, so I can't be as trembling as I used to be.Frankly speaking, for me, living in Tokyo, which is only ten days away, feels so far away like ten or twenty years ago. I am no longer the stinky kid who didn't understand anything.

There are two young girls in the tea shop in the hot spring.One of them seemed to have worked in a hotel before, with a big Japanese-style hair bun and flushed cheeks. I was not at all interested in this girl.However, another girl, ever since I saw her, I felt a part of my body freeze suddenly.Now that I think about it, I don't think it's strange.When you are young, everyone has this kind of experience more or less.Walking on the road, I met a girl who passed by, and I exclaimed unconsciously. I always felt that the other party was not a stranger, but a previous life. The two had a vow to stay together for a lifetime. Meeting each other on a narrow road, this is a predestined relationship.That may be called the inspiration of youth, the revelation given by the gods.When I opened the door of the hot spring tea shop, I caught a glimpse of the girl sitting in the dark bar.I was immediately hit by the inspiration of youth.Even so, I still put on the airs of a young writer, sitting reservedly on the seat by the door, but there was a trembling sound from my knees, and when my eyes got used to the surrounding darkness a little, then The figure of the young girl gradually became clear.Her hair was cut short and her cheeks were smooth and soft. What do you want?What a pure voice, I thought. Have a whiskey.For other guests, I think the answer will be the same. However, apart from me, there were no other customers in the store.At that time, I was taken aback.Feel like I'm going crazy.My glazed eyes looked around timidly.However, I saw a glass of whiskey coming towards my table through the hand of a girl with a Japanese-style hair bun. I feel very confused.Because so far I haven't drank any spirits like whiskey.I let out a long sigh and glanced at the girl behind the bar. The short-haired girl smiled like a flower.I stretched out my claws like a vulture and grabbed the cup.drank it.Ah, how sweet it was to drink that cup of bitter wine, I cannot forget it now.Almost gulped it down. Continued Cup. Almost as bold as an adult, I push my glass towards the teenage girl behind the bar.The girl with a Japanese-style hair bun pushed aside the dead branches of the potted plants and approached my table. Don't come here, I didn't drink for you.I waved my left hand as if trying to drive something away.I think it's only natural for young writers to have a cleanliness like this. Yo!Look at your breath.The girl who used to be a hotel maid yelled vulgarly and sat down on the chair beside me. Ha ha ha ha! I laughed out loud.The subtle experience of intoxication started from that time. 【five】 One glass of whiskey left me so drunk that I'm still ashamed of it.I couldn't stop laughing that day.Laughing like this, I stepped out of the hot spring and returned to the hotel.Waiting for the stamina of the wine to slowly recede, I gradually regained my consciousness, feeling ashamed and remorseful about my gaffe just now, stupid and absurd, whatever you want to describe, it is best to forget all about it.I sank my body into the bathtub, splashed the water in it, and after taking a bath, I went back to the guest room and lay on the tatami mat tossing and turning.I still feel very uncomfortable.To be so disrespectful, bordering on idiotic, in front of young girls was fatal to me at the time. what to do?what to do?I racked my brains and finally came up with a good idea. "First Love" is a novel that pretends to be a new writer and only wrote two or three lines. Now I will start to write it seriously.That night, I wrote desperately until I lost myself completely.There was an unfortunate man who wandered all over the world, came to a dreamy farmyard, and met an unique beautiful girl in this world, and the story unfolded like this.Moreover, that man has an extraordinary bearing and is a heroic figure.Subconsciously, I used the matter of writing novels to comfort my big setback in the tea shop.I tried very hard to suppress the enthusiasm I had when I saw that girl in the hot spring during the day, and transformed her into a peasant girl, and projected myself into the story, creating a wonderful story.I still firmly believe that even the up-and-coming writer I pretended to be cannot write such a romantic novel. The night is coming to an end, and the sky is gradually getting brighter. I have finished writing the wedding scene of the golden couple.With a wonderful excitement, I got into the cold bed and fell asleep.When I woke up and opened my eyes, it was already afternoon, the sun was high in the sky, and I could hear the whirring sound of several kites flying in the air. I suddenly got up and got out of bed, and reread the manuscript I wrote the night before.It really is a great masterpiece!I feel that I can send it to a well-known magazine for publication right now, and I think that the cutting-edge writer whose name I have impersonated will definitely become famous because of the prosperity of this work. For me, there is nothing to fear.I am the star-studded up-and-coming writer.Confidence keeps improving, and I feel like my whole body is about to explode. That evening, I visited the hot spring again. 【six】 As soon as I opened the gate of the hot spring, I heard the girls laughing together.My heart was pounding like a deer, and I was inexplicably excited. The figure flashed in front of my eyes was the short-haired girl from yesterday. The girl turned her eyes and said to me: welcome! There was no trace of contempt in her eyes.I finally feel relieved.It appears that my drunken gaffe yesterday did not cause an irreparable setback.No, let alone a setback, maybe it might end up giving the girls a masculine impression.I started to be smug again, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, and I swaggered and sat on the nearby chair. I refuse to drink with you today. The girl with the Japanese bun on her head immediately let out a low-level laugh and said, "Okay." The short-haired girl patted the Japanese bun girl with her long sleeves, and imitated her tone and said: Let me serve you, okay?Me, can't I? You two can do it together. Before the wine touched his lips, he was drunk by the delicate voice. Yo!So greedy.The short hair looked at me coquettishly. No, I come from the heart of Buddha. What a nice guy.Japanese hair bun big table admiration. I couldn't agree more with what she said, and I ordered a whiskey. I am well aware of my capacity for drinking.After drinking one glass, you will become intoxicated, after drinking two glasses, you will become more drunk, and after drinking the third glass, you will feel very happy, and the bad mood will indeed be swept away.Girl with short hair, you are only by my side tonight, and there is no reason to be unhappy. In my ill-fated life, there is only one such wonderful experience like this moment.However, there wasn't much conversation between me and the girl.No, nothing was said at all. what is your name I, Snow. Snow, good name. Then, we were silent for another 30 minutes, ah, even though we were silent, the girl never left me and was always by my side.Her silent eyes seemed to express the joy in her heart.There are many similar descriptions in the "First Love" I wrote last night. As the sky gradually darkened, the guests of the night appeared one after another, Xue, still did not leave my side.I was a little hostile towards the other guests, and I started to talk more. The lively atmosphere of the venue made me feel a little restless. You, for the one I had yesterday, you think I'm stupid, don't you? No way.Snow put her chin in her hands and said with a smile. I think you are very funny. funny?Yeah?Hey, give me another whiskey, would you like it? I can't drink anymore. Drink it, you can.I am very happy today, let's drink! Well, just drink a little. As Xue said, she walked to the bar, poured whiskey into two glasses, and then brought the wine glasses over. Come on, cheers, drink! Xue closed her eyes, raised her wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. amazing.Not to be outdone, I drank it in one gulp. Me, I am really happy today.The novel is finished. What!Are you a novelist? Oops, you found out. you are awesome. Xue seemed to be a little drunk, her blurred eyes narrowed, which was really pretty.She went on to name several writers who had been to the hot springs recently.ah!It even has my name in it.I can't believe my ears.It felt like my head was suddenly sober with alcohol.The real deity, has he been to this street?This is too incredible! do you know him Until now, I still admire myself very much. I was able to remain so calm in such an embarrassing situation.It proves that no matter how timid and cowardly a person is, it seems that he can only hold up a shield like a warrior. No, not seen.But now, that gentleman, I heard that in Baihualou, is your friend? I feel at ease now.So, the person she was talking about was me.Thinking about it on my knees, how could there be two writers with the same name and surname in Baihualou. How do you know the news about him in Baihualou? That, I know.I also like novels.Will pay more attention to this news.I heard it from the maid at the hotel.How should I put it, the town is so small, of course I will know. Do you like that man's novel? I deliberately said something that seemed to have deep meaning, while sneering. I really like it. The novel "Flower Story" written by that person suddenly stopped in the middle of the sentence. ah!It's you.Oh, what should I say? I saw you in the photo.I recognize you! I can't even dream of it.My face actually looks exactly like that up-and-coming writer!Now is not the time to hesitate, I can't let go of the opportunity, I should take advantage of the victory to pursue.So I laughed out loud. Ouch, you are such a bad person.The girl's cheeks flushed from drunkenness became even more ashamed. I'm so stupid, actually, when I first saw you, I should have recognized you immediately, but, you look younger than in the photo, you look so handsome, you are a handsome man, you are so handsome.Since you walked in the door yesterday, I Enough, enough, I don't want to hear those compliments. Oh, what I said is true. You are drunk. Well, I'm drunk.But I still want to drink more.I really want to be more drunk, more drunk.Xiaogui She called out the name of a girl with a Japanese bun, and she was joking with the other guests. Give me two whiskeys.I'm going to get drunk tonight because I'm so happy.Well, I really want to get drunk, let alone die. 【seven】 That late night, I staggered out of the hot spring almost as if I was holding the drunken snow.Xue, on the other hand, insisted on sending me back to my residence.The road covered with a layer of frost felt extremely quiet, as if there was only silence itself left in the world.I think it's bliss not to be noticed by anyone.When I went outside, the cold wind hit my face, and I woke up from my drunkenness immediately.No, not only because of the wind, but also because of the drunken girl's body in her arms, with her quiet weight on her arms, like a fresh and lively fish, with her young body clinging tightly, I can't even get drunk None of the rights.Filled with happiness, we walked on the deserted streets until we reached the gate of Baihualou.The wooden gate was firmly locked.I froze for a moment. Hey, what a headache.The door is locked. Try knocking on the door. The snow slipped out of my arms, and I staggered towards the door. Forget it.It's embarrassing. In the middle of the night, with a drunk woman knocking on the door, if the neighbors spread the word, wouldn't my reputation as a young writer be ruined?I'd rather die than do something nasty like that. Hey, you better go back.You live in the hot spring, right?Let me give you a ride this time.Let's go back.Let's play together again tomorrow. I do not want!Xue twisted her body vigorously. don't want!don't want! What a headache.You can't sleep on the street, can you?This is very disturbing.It was also a shame to return to the hotel. Ah, there is a way.follow me. With a snap, she clapped her hands, grabbed my sleeve while talking, and walked forward quickly as if she was dragging me. What, what's wrong? Although my steps were a little staggering, I still followed closely behind the snow and walked quickly. There is a way, but it's embarrassing to say it.That's right, in Baihualou, you also know that sometimes guests will bring women in, it's annoying, don't laugh. Well, I won't laugh at you. You can use another entrance.Well, here's the secret.Going in from the bathing area, let’s talk about it first, but I don’t even know what’s going on inside the hotel.However, I just listen to people say.Do not know is not true.I don't know, do you think I'm a nasty woman?She suddenly changed the subject and asked me in a strangely serious tone. Well, I don't know. I replied maliciously, with a sneer. Well, I'm a dirty woman, a dirty woman. Xue murmured to herself in a low voice, and suddenly stood up and cried. But I, I, but, I only once, um, only twice. I hugged Snow tightly without saying a word. 【eight】 I supported Xue, who was still sobbing, and quietly entered the guest room where I lived through the secret entrance. Keep your voice down, it's not good if someone else hears it. I asked Xue to sit down and persuaded her. At this time, she was no longer drunk. Xue's eyes were swollen from crying, and she seemed to think that the light bulb was too dazzling, so she subconsciously covered the glare with her hands, put her hands down after a while, and quickly covered her face with her hands.A murmur came from behind the frozen red hands. Will you look down on me? Won't!I answered solemnly. I respect you, you are like my goddess. you're lying. it is true.What I want is a woman like you, and it's written in the novel.I wrote a novel called "First Love" last night, which is based on you.The ideal woman in my heart, do you want to read it? I picked up the manuscript spread out on the low table and threw it to Xue with a snap. Xue lowered her hand covering her face, and spread the manuscript on her lap.A man's name that was not mine was written in big font on the manuscript paper.No, it's really my name.Xue sighed lightly and began to read quietly.I sat down at the table, quietly resting my chin with one hand, and looked at the lovely profile of my reader.Ah, what a thrilling ecstasy it is to see one's own work read greedily and hungrily before one's eyes! Xue only read two or three pages, seemed to be in deep thought, pushed the manuscript away from her lap, and swept it on the floor. No, I can't read it.It was as if the hangover hadn't gone away. I am so disappointed.No matter how drunk you are, as long as you read the first line, the drunkenness will dissipate immediately, and you will read the last line crazily with your blood racing like crazy. This can be called a real masterpiece.It's just two or three glasses of whiskey, how can I push my manuscript away from my lap when I'm so drunk! I feel like crying. Don't you like it? No, I feel a little sad, I am not as beautiful as you wrote. I have courage again.Yes, a good masterpiece can have that quality too.Too well written to read.That's about it for this one.So I was relieved, and my emotion for Xue was stronger and wider than before.When love is mixed with pity, the feeling seems wider and more sublime. No, that's not the case.You are beautiful.As the saying goes, a face is born from the heart, the face is beautiful, and the soul is naturally beautiful: a beautiful soul must be a beauty.The first lesson of female cosmetology is the exercise of the soul.I think so. However, I am no longer pure. Don't you understand?so.Didn't I say it?The body is not the problem.The point is the heart!It's the heart! The more I said this, the more inexplicably excited I felt.Immediately, he snatched the manuscript from Xue's side, and tore it apart like a madman. do not do that! No, it's okay.I just did it to give you confidence.This is a masterpiece.An unknown masterpiece.However, in order to save my self-confidence as a person, even the most powerful masterpiece I am willing to throw it in the fire and burn it.This is a true masterpiece.This is the novel I wrote for you.But when I saw that instead of saving you it caused you pain, there was nothing I could do but tear it up.If you can get your confidence by tearing up the work, I would rather do that, because I just want to save you. As I talked excitedly, I tore harder and harder. don't do that!I see.Snow burst into tears.crying and screaming I really want to sleep.do you know?let me sleep here.I will be obedient.I really want to sleep.OK?OK? 【Nine】 Such a kind Xue, how could I kill her so cruelly!Ah, I can't justify a word.Everything is my fault!I love vanity, even to the point where I have to kill for vanity.It's not enough to repent of the blunders I've made in the past and write a hypocritical novel, it means I'm still a brazen bastard.In the following, I will try to describe all the process in detail with the mood of prayer and repentance, so that you can understand the whole process of what happened. Please allow me to finish this story. The reason why I killed Xue was purely out of vanity.That night, we chatted happily and made an engagement with each other.We exchanged sweet words and confided our inner secrets, and the happiness was no less than the happy ending of my little-known "First Love".It never occurred to me that I would fall in love with a girl enough to marry. The next morning, Xue and I quietly went outside through the small door at the back of the bathing place just like yesterday.Why do we go out together?Because when I was younger, letting a girl stay with you all night till dawn was a shame, and unforgivably rude, to let her go home alone.On the street at dawn, there is no pedestrian. We chatted about various happiness topics in the future, and our hearts were full of joy.I really want to go on forever with her like this.Xue said that she would take me for a walk in the back mountain of the hotel, and I happily agreed. Follow her footsteps and climb up the rugged mountain road step by step.While walking and talking about a certain topic, Xue suddenly called out the name of that cutting-edge writer to me.It was like a blow to my chest.I suddenly realized that the man Xue loved was not me, but that new writer.I felt that the happiness in front of me was making a rattling sound, and it completely collapsed deep in my heart.If I had told her everything honestly at that time, it would have been better, at least I would not have killed Xue heartlessly.But, I can't do it at all.I would rather die than do such a shameful thing.At this time, as I was walking, I clearly realized that my face was blue and I was sweating. Even Xue didn't doubt my listless appearance. how did you do itI get it.You're getting bored, aren't you?You wrote such a sentence in the novel "Flower Story".At the first glance, I fell in love with it, and at the second glance, I didn't even want to look at it, I just felt bored. That kind of passion is truly elegant passion.I really like the sentences you wrote. No, that's nothing to mention. I had to play the role of that up-and-coming writer to the fullest, and anyway, I would understand that I was nothing but a fake.Ah, at this moment! I pretended to be calm as much as possible, and listened to Xue talking happily.Her mood has adjusted.We came to the top of the mountain together.Walk a few steps forward, and there is a cliff hundreds of feet high under your feet.The morning fog obscured the rough and unfathomable ocean below. The scenery is beautiful, right? Xue smiled cheerfully and took a deep breath. Just then, I pushed the snow off the cliff. ah!She opened her mouth slightly, like a baby about to cry, and wanted to turn around and look at me.Just like that, it fell silently.It's a vertical fall from head to toe.The hem of the clothes flew up in an instant. what did you just see I turned around in a hurry and saw a woodcutter standing there quietly. Woman, I saw a woman. The old woodcutter came to the edge of the cliff with a suspicious face and looked down curiously. Oh!it is true!A woman was swept away by the waves, it's true! From that moment on, I was in a state of reassurance. Suppose, said the woodcutter, that you actually pushed her down, I would surely answer yes.But even if he only now understands what happened, the woodcutter had no doubts about me then.The cliff was hundreds of feet high, and its height gave people an illusion.Thinking about it another way, how could a man who just killed someone appear so far away from the murder scene?I took a leisurely walk on the hill, and perhaps this act itself was my alibi.Such an absurd delusion seems to be taken as fact.The woodcutter abandoned me, and his fellow woodcutters rushed to tell the truth.Counting from the time of the incident, it took more than three hours for Xue's body to be salvaged from the sea.It will take a lot of time to walk to the coast below the cliff.And I went down the mountain alone in a daze. Ahhh, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the big rock in my heart!In any case, the matter is now fully over.I won't be humiliated any more.Fortunately, no one knows about Xue staying with me for one night last night. Now I just went out for a walk early in the morning and was on my way back to the hotel.No one at the hot springs except Snow knew the pseudonym I was using, and no one knew where I lived.Let's return to Tokyo without anyone noticing.After returning to Tokyo, I never mentioned this matter to anyone.Ahhh, it's a good thing I didn't use my real name to register for the accommodation, and pretended to be someone else's name, and the accident came in handy at this time. 【ten】 Everything went smoothly.I deliberately delayed the departure time, quietly spying on the movement in the town.After the incident, everyone unanimously guessed that Xue went for a walk on the beach alone after being drunk, walked to a rock somewhere, and accidentally stepped on the air. As if hurt.Sending guests back to the residence is said to be a quirk of Xue after she gets drunk, no matter who she is, she will send the other person home.So skittish, that's no good. The people in the hotel chatted with each other.I heard that the guest is still from Tokyo. From the point of view, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.I calmed down slowly and decided to stay another night before returning to Tokyo. Everything is going smooth.All thanks to that cliff.Because the cliff is too high.If it was only ten feet high, perhaps such a thing would not have happened.However, the snow that the woodcutter and I saw was actually just a blurred mass of red clothing.In an instant, her body separated and left through the clouds. There was nothing incomprehensible about it, but the woodcutter hadn't figured it out. Since then, five years have passed.I'm still fine.However, ah, although I can escape legal sanctions, my heart can't be calm, and my longing for Xue is deepening day by day, and the pain is unbearable. What crime have I committed?I impersonated the up-and-coming writer for ten days, and now, indeed, his literary fortune is flourishing, his popularity is getting stronger and stronger, and he is already an invincible great writer.As for me, I have experienced such a great thing as murder, and I thought I was qualified to be a great writer, but now I can't even produce a work that can be called a masterpiece, and I can only immerse myself in what I killed. In the indelible memory of the girl, she lingers for the rest of her life.