Doomsday: I, a top killer, became a lolita.

"Ok?"

A young man came in from the door with vegetables in his hand. As soon as he entered, he found that there was another person in the room, and he was a familiar person.

Ning Yu also put down the teacup in her hand and looked towards the door.

She knew this person, it turned out to be the guy who sold her the electric piano.

His outlandish clothes are gone, and his exaggerated hairstyle has become a regular short and medium hair.

Ear studs and lip studs seem to have been removed, and the whole person seems to have changed his temperament, and the feeling of being unique is gone.

He was still carrying a guitar bag behind him, as if he had just returned from a performance outside.

"Huh, is that you?"

As he walked into the living room, he put down the guitar that was out of his hand and put it aside.

"Xiao Lian, do you know each other?"

Wan Lian next to him picked up the teacup and teapot and made him a cup of tea.

"Well, she's from the exploration team, and she was helping me investigate my brother's affairs."

Wan Lian was also a little confused. Although the Ark base was quite small, it couldn't be such a coincidence, could it?
"So you are...?"

"Oh~ I sold my electric piano to her before"

The boy pointed at Ning Yu as a gesture.

Ning Yu felt as if she was used to such coincidences, she smiled and asked the boy who was about to drink tea:

"Why didn't you give up your little hobby?"

She felt a little curious, that day she clearly remembered that this person had decided to give up and planned to find an ordinary job in the base.

The boy seemed to have known that Ning Yu wanted to ask this question, so he answered:
"Well, I actually gave up for one day. On the second day after Ark took over the delivery work, I sneaked to the square to perform alone when I got off work."

"Speaking of which, if it weren't for your ensemble with me that day, maybe I would really give up."

He smiled at Ning Yu.

Ning Yu thought after hearing the words: Ordinary people like him can also pick up and transport 'goods', but because it is very dangerous, a group of people usually have to act together.

Unlike Wan Heng, who is an awakened person, he can transport 'goods' by himself.

But also because it is very dangerous, the rewards given by Ark are also very high, and there will always be people who are willing to take such risks to obtain high returns.

Some are similar to Sanhe Dashen's gameplay, and they can be eaten for several days a day after opening.

It's just that Sanhe Dashen is lying flat, this job is a life-threatening job.

"Then I unexpectedly discovered that although survival is a problem, there are still people willing to listen to my singing."

He was a little embarrassed, as if he was not doing his job properly, while others were earnestly trying to survive, yet he started singing.

Ning Yu turned her head to look at Wan Lian next to her again:
"Then what's your situation?"

Judging by the situation of these two people, it seems that they are living together?It's progressing fast.

Wait, there won't be another dog food. Dog food is a bit dense recently!

When Wan Lian heard Ning Yu's question, she glanced at the young man who was still drinking tea with some embarrassment, and said:
"After failing that day, I went outside to wander around. In fact, I wanted to jump outside from the height of the ark at first."

"Then I saw him over there, sitting on the ground with Muji, playing and singing for everyone, surrounded by many people."

"To be honest, it's very nice. I haven't heard anyone sing for a long time since the disaster began. It always feels like a luxury."

She fiddled with the corner of her clothes and spoke slowly.

"Ah, it was also a coincidence that day. I saw her looking distraught, so I went over and asked her what song she wanted to hear."

Having said that, the boy took over the babble and began to continue talking.

"She just shook her head, then turned around and wanted to leave. At that moment, I had a bad feeling."

"Then I just grabbed her. Asked her to listen to at least one song, one that I really like."

The boy's eyes sparkled, as if he had returned to that afternoon.

"Oh? What did you sing to her?"

Hearing this question, Ning Yu also became curious. How could a song make two people know each other and make the girl give up the idea of ​​committing suicide?

When the boy heard Ning Yu's question, his eyes lit up, he picked up the guitar from the side, and eagerly said:

"Want to listen?"

After Ning Yu thought about it, she seemed to have nothing to do now, so she nodded slowly.

Before Ning Yu agreed, he had already put his hands on the guitar, and played out a simple prelude with a little sadness.

"Compared to Ms. Nakajima's version, I prefer Akita's own version with guitar playing and singing."

While playing, he opened his mouth to explain something, but Ning Yu didn't know what he was going to play, so he couldn't understand the name of the person he said.

[I once thought about it too, because there were seagulls screaming at the pier. 】

[I used to think about it once, because the apricot blossoms bloomed on my birthday. 】

The lyrics just came out, and Ning Yu felt touched in his heart. What a sad scene and reason, don't you want to listen to it more?
The following content is more like some trivial things in life:
The falling sun, the corpse of the bug, the lighthouse in the fishing port, the discarded bicycle, the self who knelt on the bed and said sorry to the past
All kinds of images weave a scene full of despair.

【I am Don Quixote fighting an invisible enemy in this six tatami-sized room. 】

fighting an invisible enemy
Ning Yu was pondering over the lyrics, and looked at Wan Lian, maybe she knew what an 'invisible enemy' was.

【I cry for being loved because I know the warmth of people. 】

When this line of lyrics was sung, the story seemed to have some reversal.

It seems that a person appeared in the story, and it was that person who made everything hopeful again.

[I thought about it once, but I saw your beautiful and bright smile. 】

[Always thinking about dying, it must be because you have lived seriously, right? 】

Wan Lian beside him was also listening carefully, and suddenly poked Ning Yu's hand, and said seriously:

"The last few lines of this song, I like it very much."

As the boy's tone gradually became lower, Ning Yu thought the song was about to end, but it was also at this time that the song reached its climax.

[I thought about it once and for all, but I haven't met you yet. 】

[Because there are people like you, I have a little bit of a good impression of the world. 】

[Because there are people like you, I finally have expectations for the world. 】

Ning Yu pursed her lips and did not speak, quietly and Wan Lian had finished listening to the final ending, and then couldn't help applauding him.

It turns out, "But I haven't met you yet."

This song says the most hopeless things, and conveys the most hopeful things.

Ning Yu turned her head to look at Wan Lian with tears in her eyes, and the boy who scratched his head embarrassedly and started to put away his guitar again.

"How about it, can I sing?"

The boy came over, took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Wan Lian, and asked Ning Yu, a professional in his eyes, for his opinion.

Ning Yu nodded, and casually said a few comments.

In fact, compared with skills, maybe at the right time, the right singing voice can be conveyed to the right people, which is more contagious.

Compared to now, Wan Lian must have felt something that other people couldn't feel that day. It was a moment of happiness that only she could have, and no one else could experience it.

That's why she's sitting here today, talking to them with a smile.

In the end, the boy still did not give up his little hobby.

Wan Lian did not give up his life in the end.

These two things seem to be related to me:
If I hadn't prevented Wan Lian from committing suicide for the first time, if I hadn't played a song with this boy in order to buy an electric piano.

Could this story be completely different?
It is true that this is a coincidence, but Ning Yu prefers such a coincidence to those embarrassing things.

It's like a line she likes very much: there are no miracles in this world, only necessity and accident, and who did what.

If because of my appearance, I did something to make such a coincidence happen, then this can be regarded as some interesting embellishments in ordinary daily life.