Just as I was preparing for the college entrance exam, my childhood sweetheart awakened the Wa-senpa

Chapter 6: Wrapped in shiny silver high heels...

Upon hearing this, all was silent; you could hear a pin drop. Chen Chen even noticed that Lin Jianlu's slightly trembling body had frozen in place.

"Are you... unhappy?" he asked cautiously.

"Cough..." Lin Jianlu coughed, swallowing back the saliva that had choked her, before answering:

"No, no, really no. What shocked me is, weren't you trying to hook up with a rich woman? Actually, that was a lie; it was love at first sight?"

"No, it was actually love at second sight."

"What do you mean?"

"Sigh..." Chen Chen sighed, his voice filled with a sense of melancholy and sorrow, "This is why I'm so troubled."

What's bothering you? Actually, it's your riddle-like nature that's bothering me!

"Hurry up and speak! Stop dawdling, are you taking a dump?"

"Actually, when I first went up to confess my feelings, I only thought she was very cute and had a big chest. Other than that, I didn't have any romantic feelings for her at all."

Damn it, you confessed your feelings without any romantic intentions whatsoever, you scumbag!

"But what she did to me later made me fall in love with her without even realizing it."

"What's wrong? Did I insult you? You masochist, aren't you ashamed?"

"no."

"Stepping on your foot? Doesn't that make it even more... you know?"

"Not yet..."

Lin Jianlu carefully recalled Chen Chen's entire performance on stage not long ago, and after confirming that nothing had been missed, she couldn't help but ask with a puzzled look, "What was it?"

Chen Chen closed his eyes and spoke softly in a sorrowful tone:

"I think it must be that beautiful pair wrapped in bright silver."

"Eh!??"

"I really can't describe them. Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, it seemed to give me a kind of spiritual guidance, causing that image to replay in my mind repeatedly for the past few tens of minutes—that magnificent, dazzling, even divine image—"

Their appearance on the back of my shoes—is it possible that they are actually the best backdrop? Perhaps it is precisely because my dirty, old Nikes from Putian always appear out of place, crude, dull, and bulky, that their presence seems so exquisite, beautiful, and delicate, making my entire mind intoxicated by those beings that seem like divine creations, completely lost in their beauty.

I couldn't stop fantasizing about what it would be like to transform into that dazzling, bright silver... how wonderful and blissful that experience would be.

Aaaaaah... Enough! Enough! I even hate myself for having such shameless thoughts. After all, to be honest, that's not something I, a sinner, am qualified to touch. It's something far more sacred and unattainable. If I had to describe it... let me think... that's it! Without a doubt, the starry sky! It's the starry sky!

The great astrologer Mona once said, "In this world that is too real, everyone needs to look up at the stars!"

I believe in those sacred things, those symbols of ultimate beauty, that they linger in the starry sky above me. But like Icarus who has fallen to earth after committing a sin, I dare not entertain any further thoughts about that vast place that lingers above my soul. I can only humbly prostrate myself on the ground, repeating incantations for atonement, hoping that the starry sky might take pity on me and completely cleanse my sins.

Before that, I must imagine Sisyphus as happy. Only then can I, like him, resist the burning flames of desire within me that constantly try to reignite through endless self-struggle and questioning!

After Chen Chen finished speaking, he leaned sadly on Lin Jianlu's shoulder. She could even hear the helpless boy's soft sobs, which made her feel that the world seemed even more magical.

What kind of utter idiot would tell a girl with normal values ​​about their bizarre obsession with prison guards, and then use a bunch of... indescribable, mystical words to describe and confess their obsession and regret?

But since things have come to this, he's still feeling quite upset, so let's try to comfort him first.

"Well, I understand your difficulties; it's true that this is a bit hard to talk about..."

"Hmm... Slurp..."

Don't wipe your snot on my shoulder, you stinky idiot!

"But... but you really don't need to find it so hard to accept. The most important thing is to make peace with yourself. If you like someone, just say it openly. As long as it's not illegal, there's nothing shameful about it."

"But...that's a sin..."

"What crime is there? It's just that he likes prison guards, what's the big deal? Besides, I see a lot of people online who like that, there's even a guy named Asuka on Tieba..."

Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Wait a minute! Hold on a minute!

Suddenly realizing a crucial point, Lin Jianlu's eyes widened as she frantically searched her mind for Chen Chen's past remarks—

"Ha, step forward, you stubborn, filial sons!"

"To be honest, most of the people who play with porridge are idiots."

"To be honest, 'cheese sandwich' is the worst joke I've seen in years, it's absolutely awful! Ugh..."

"We must, under Father Rice's call, expel every single one of those pica, those vermin, those filthy bastards! We must uphold the greatness and purity of the Rice Society!"

"I am no longer pure." Chen Chen leaned on the girl's shoulder, uttering a sorrowful, murmured confession. The clear sunlight streamed through the small window of the fire escape stairwell, casting dappled shadows on him, making him appear like a tormented saint on the gallows in a religious myth.

"Only now do I understand the full significance of that moment when I looked down and saw that scene. When it happened, I was simply indulging in its beauty, but forgot the price that beauty contained behind it."

So I was misled by them, and degenerated into something like a piece of porridge, indulging in crazy fantasies about those stupid things that should have been utterly repulsive, becoming the very thing I used to hate the most...

So, unsurprisingly, I've become nothing more than a lingering shadow of my former self as the King of One Piece. Though I still futilely chant "Midas is invincible," I will eventually see the sunlight and vanish without a trace, like a shameful vampire.

Looking back, I used to whistle happily on the ruins of the community where I had driven away all the porridge critics, believing that my passion and purity for God would be as unwavering as that of the crusaders who marched eastward.

But now I understand that everything comes to an end, and there is no banquet that doesn't end.

I will fall in zhoupi, but I didn't believe."