I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

That was really exciting. And what she said also meant that tomorrow we would still have to do something similar to today... but there was no point in thinking about it.

"Then, lead the way." I said as I got into the car. "But if possible, I really want to know who made this map."

He muttered to himself, preparing to follow the person in front of him.

"why?"

The sudden stop caught me off guard. I reacted by holding the handrail tightly with both hands to stop the car, and I almost hit her.

"Don't brake suddenly!"

"Sorry sorry."

However, there was no apology on his face. "I'm just curious why you said that."

"...Is it just for this kind of thing...Be careful." If I wasn't riding on the bike, I would have hit her head.

"Don't worry about that." She changed the subject firmly. "What I want to know is why you have such an idea. I want to know who made it... and what exactly are you thinking?"

"..."

Is this a strange thought? I wonder what she's surprised about. I think most people would think the same, but since she wants me to explain...it's not impossible.

"There are always people doing seemingly useless things. I've seen this before... things like building ships and airplanes based on blueprints. It's clear that what they create won't be needed, and it's unoriginal, but some people still give up something to do it, and then smugly brag about it. In my opinion, this is stupid. Following a path that's already been explored by predecessors... There's nothing to brag about."

“…”

"But this doesn't give me that feeling. Whether it's because those locations are marked... I'm not sure. Since I don't know the reason... I can't make any judgments. I also don't know what the mindset was when the person created this." He scratched his cheek. "But I always feel... there must be some special meaning contained in it."

"That's it..."

She inadvertently smiled. "Don't overthink it. Time has passed, and no matter how many questions you have, they won't be answered. Besides, some questions have to be answered on your own... Maybe during the time you spend with me, you'll find the answers."

"Well...it would be nice if that's the case..."

In response, I forced a smile.

"Okay, that's enough small talk. Let's hurry to our destination." She ended the topic without permission and started the car moving again.

"Don't brake suddenly this time."

I gave him instructions and followed him.

"What did you say?"

The car in front of me suddenly stopped, forcing me to brake again.

“…”

This is definitely intentional.

If it is a different approach

A faint twilight blanketed the sky. For example, it resembled the tones Monet used... well, he didn't really understand the painting, it was just a random association. And the only pictures he'd seen were from books, so he had no idea if it was sunrise or sunset, and he had no idea who this supposed Monet was.

"It's all your fault. We're going to be late." His stomach growled in response to his complaints, "Besides, I'm starving."

"I didn't expect you to sleep so long. I'm so sorry."

Is this really an apology? He frowned.

"Couldn't you have woken me up earlier? Seriously." He continued to complain, "I was so bored that I fell asleep. I really don't know what you were thinking... From what I see, what you call 'interesting' isn't that interesting after all."

"...Hey."

Without refutation, the guy just took out a pancake from somewhere and handed it to him.

"What do you mean?"

His tone was doubtful, but he still reached out to take it. He really liked whole grains. Compared to the only white noodles at home, he had long been interested in the colorful dishes on other people's tables.

"My dog ​​barks non-stop when he's hungry. Look, you've become a lot more talkative too."

There was a hint of pity in the guy's eyes.

"Is there really no one who wants to punish you for your behavior?"

He roughly snatched the pancake from the man's hand and took a big bite. Strangely, it tasted ordinary. He'd expected it to taste a bit more unusual... after all, it had color. Clearly, all the colorful snacks he'd eaten before moving in had always tasted sweet...

“Because I can barely speak to others.”

“It’s normal,” the guy responded.

"Oh, it's all because of your attitude. If you could be more proactive like me, it wouldn't be difficult to have a few friends." Finally, there was something to show off. He even felt excited inside.

"..."

However, the guy just glanced at him and said nothing.

"Just a little reaction..."

"Have I returned the comic book I lent you?" the guy said as if he saw through me.

"You said you haven't finished reading it yet... No, that's not a problem! I have more friends than you do, and don't you often borrow my books?"

"But I will pay it back."

Without looking at him, the guy started eating the bread in his hand.

“They just haven’t finished watching it yet…”

However, the voice gradually faded away, and he did not notice whether the voice was sinking into the horizon along with the glowing celestial body as it disappeared.

By the time I reacted, the sky in front of me had completely darkened.

"I can't see the road clearly."

His tone was a little worried.

"It's okay. I can't walk this road with my eyes closed, but it's okay to walk back."

"..."

Just trust that guy for now. He thought so and sighed. After all, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation, and the only person he could trust for now was the guy next to him.

"By the way, who are you planning to show this map to?" With no other topic to discuss, he turned the conversation back to this topic. After all, it was a topic they were both familiar with.

"I'm not going to show it to anyone."

"...Huh?" He was becoming increasingly confused about what that guy was thinking. He pondered this and asked, "Then why did you do it?"

"...It seems like you made a mistake."

"...?"

"I wanted something that would resonate with anyone, at any time. It wasn't something I made for a specific group of people..."

He couldn't see the guy's expression clearly. He couldn't imagine it, but he thought it was probably a look of determination.

"Does this thing... really have any value?"

He really couldn't imagine what use it would be.

"...I have no idea."

This was the answer... He was a little disappointed.

"Even if it's just one person...if I can make that person change a little bit, then all the efforts I've made won't matter."

You're really open-minded... He suddenly felt a little unfair. But what's a runner-up like me?

Chapter 11: If it is considered a different approach

"Come on, come on! Stop dawdling."

"I know, I know. Don't run so fast..." I said, pulling into what looked like a free parking spot and locking our cars together. For some reason, she seemed incredibly excited to be there. She didn't even unlock her car, grabbed her backpack, and ran off... She only took her own bag. The camera and my backpack were still with me.

“I really can’t stand it…”

Complaining, I quickened my pace and caught up.

Compared to the open roads, the lush trees here blocked the sunlight, and compared to the places I had been to, this cool feeling made me feel that this was a summer resort. The reason was simply because this was a free park and happened to be well-greened.

"If you had told me this was the place... I would have come earlier."

I complained as I followed her.

"This kind of thing can't be said earlier."

She was leading the way in front of me, but it was not an easy cement road to walk on, but a dirt road with trees growing on the slope on the side... Maybe it couldn't be called a road at all, because I felt that except for those naughty kids, no one would want to walk there.

"What on earth are you going to do..."

At this point, I need to maintain balance, keep up with the speed, and keep the lens stable at the same time... I always feel that if I had some more professional knowledge, I could become a cameraman. However, what I do now is completely unpaid.

"Go to the location on the map."

She responded disapprovingly.

"But... the road down below will be easier to walk on, right?"

I said this, looking at the cement road that was three or four meters above me. "I'm so sorry... I've made you completely useless."

"The shortest distance between two points is a straight line... If I remember correctly, you said that before, right?" She turned and glanced at me. "I'm following your advice, and yet you're still complaining... What do you want?"

“…”

But this is such an inappropriate time to listen to this.

"Whatever you want." I didn't want to interfere with her thoughts anymore. She wouldn't listen to anything I said anyway.

"Well..."

My feet finally touched flat ground, and at the same time, the shelter provided by the trees vanished. If my hunch was correct, the lens would now experience the same effects of exposure as my eyes, with the scene gradually becoming clearer after a near-white scene appeared before my eyes.

“It’s so high up here…”

Although the fence before us was made of woven wire, the gaps still allowed us to see distant buildings. The buildings, reflecting the sunlight, seemed very close to us at that moment.

"Hey, don't just stand there." She said, put on her backpack, and then raised her hands on the iron net.

"...what are you up to..."

I think she must not have noticed the "No Climbing" written on the slightly old sign next to it, so when she turned around to look at me, I pointed at the sign over there with an expressionless face.

"Of course I have to crawl over it, otherwise what else can I do?"

"......"

Are these the only four words she doesn’t recognize?

"Do I want it too?"

He has a camera in his hand.

"Of course."

"...Will it be damaged..." Since the sign is old, it means that the barbed wire has not been repaired for a long time.

"How heavy are you? Just put the camera away and get up quickly."

"...All right."

With some reluctance, I put the device in my backpack and glanced at Ling Shen, who was almost at the top.

Truly beautiful lines cannot be hidden by clothing. — Yi Sheji

I always feel like...it would be better if she wasn't wearing shorts.

. . . . . . . . . .

People always realize that they are not prepared until they encounter what they need.

I now realized that my arms were no match for the weight of the climb. My frail muscles groaned constantly, and even though I was determined, I simply couldn't muster the strength to move forward with my arms.

As a result, under the double pressure of Lingcan's contempt and the possibility of being discovered by people like security guards, I finally climbed over the barbed wire wall and came to the ground.

"You should get some exercise."

Seeing this, she came over and patted my shoulder as I was gasping for breath.

"...I don't..."