Wu Qiao handed over a bottle of oolong tea. He looked at the smile that could not be suppressed at the corner of Sakura Airi's mouth and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What good thing happened to you? You are smiling so happily."
"It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that today's sunset is particularly beautiful." Sakura Airi took the water and touched the cold bottle with his fingertips, but his eyes were surprisingly bright.
Wu Qiao didn't delve into it, just followed her gaze and looked at the orange color on the horizon. "It's really good, the light is very soft, very suitable for taking silhouettes."
On the surface, Sakura Airi was quietly listening to Wu Qiao talking about the exposure parameters of the photo just now, but a small storm had already started in her heart.
Wu Qiao's phrase "trial and error without cost" is like a mantra tailor-made for her.
In fact, few people know that Sakura Airi is a person with many ideas at heart.
Her mind is always full of all kinds of wild ideas, and she has countless curiosity and desire to talk about the world. However, diametrically opposed to this enthusiasm is her deep-rooted social fear.
Once faced with real social interactions, she would be like a frightened quail, unable to even speak a complete sentence.
These two extreme contradictions collided in her body. In the end, with her impeccable and exquisite appearance, she chose a compromise path - becoming a graphic idol.
In front of the camera, she can unleash her charm and express herself with perfect expressions and gestures; while behind the camera, she can immediately retreat into her safe shell and refuse all unnecessary social interactions.
But now, everything has changed.
Wu Qiao's "infinite trial and error theory" opened a new door for her. Since the diary can predict the future, and can refresh the future direction infinitely by changing the current decision, can it also be used to "experience" things that she usually dare not try?
As we all know, a society may not be as enthusiastic and unrestrained as it appears on the Internet. In reality, it is normal for many young people to be submissive and aggressive on the Internet.
But now, Sakura Airi has discovered that her diary can become her "internet account" in real life.
Even if it's just in words, even if it's just in her mind, she can use the mechanism of the diary to experience countless crazy, bold, and even deviant possibilities.
For example, in the pastry shop just now, she could have used her diary to try out the future of "taking the initiative to pinch Wu Qiao's face" or "shouting out her Chuuni lines". Even if the result was so embarrassing that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, she could immediately retract that decision in reality and pretend that nothing happened.
There is no cost, no risk of social death.
"Wu-kun." Sakura Airi suddenly stopped and called to the boy walking in front.
Wu Qiao turned around and looked at her with some confusion. "What's wrong?"
Sakura Airi looked at his calm eyes, and a hundred answers flashed through her mind. She took a deep breath, and raised a sly arc at the corner of her mouth. "If... I mean if, I suddenly did something very excessive to you, would you be angry?"
Wu Qiao was stunned for a moment. Looking at the girl in front of him who usually lowered his head and didn't even dare to speak loudly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He thought for a moment and replied seriously, "It depends on what it is. If it's a prank, it doesn't matter."
"What if you are serious?" Sakura Airi took a small step forward, raised his head slightly, and his beautiful eyes shone with a strange light.
Wu Qiao looked at her and suddenly chuckled, "If you are serious, then I may re-evaluate your courage."
Hearing this answer, Sakura Airi's heart skipped a beat. She immediately made a decision in her mind...
The next second, the future in the diary was instantly refreshed, and she opened the diary as if nothing had happened.
She saw that she really stood on tiptoes, flicked Wu Qiao's forehead, and then ran away with a red face. Wu Qiao stood there, touching his forehead, showing surprise and panic, and then smiled helplessly.
"Huh..."
Sakura Airi took a deep breath in his mind and completely sealed the future that would "bounce his forehead".
In reality, she just tilted her head slightly and showed a sweet and harmless smile, "Nothing, I just thought that the way Wu-kun said 're-evaluation' just now was quite strange."
After saying that, she walked briskly past Wu Qiao like a cat that had succeeded in stealing, leaving Wu Qiao standing alone, looking at her back and touching her chin thoughtfully.
"This girl..." Wu Qiao murmured in a low voice, feeling a little confused.
Sakura Airi, who was walking in front, held the diary in his hand tightly, feeling the warmth coming from it.
Yes, this is what she wants.
A "safe house" where you can practice unlimited trial and error in reality and release your desire for expression.
From today on, this diary is no longer just a tool for predicting the future, but also a playground for her to explore herself and experience thousands of lives.
The early morning sunlight filtered through the cracks in the curtains and shone mercilessly on Sakura Airi's face. With difficulty, she poked half of her head out of the bed, her eyes blurred and her expression dispirited. She looked like she had been drained of energy and had not slept enough.
Just last night, this socially anxious girl who was supposed to go to bed early was completely caught up in the carnival of "diary trial and error" and couldn't extricate herself.
Ever since she was awakened by Wu Qiao's words "trial and error without cost", Sakura Airi seemed to have opened the door to a new world. She hid in bed, holding the heavy diary, and frantically made various bold attempts in her mind.
For example, she tried to make the decision in her diary to "let Wu Qiao fly today". As a result, the picture of the future instantly refreshed: Wu Qiao was not only not angry, but only sent a gentle greeting text message and stopped disturbing her. He even thoughtfully found an excuse for her in the diary. Seeing the result, Sakura Airi secretly laughed out loud in bed.
Then, she tried another extreme - "dressing up and going out".
In the description of the future, she put on carefully matched private clothes and walked around campus wearing exquisite accessories. She received countless admiring glances, and even several classmates she didn't know came to her with blushing faces and asked for a photo.
The feeling of being noticed by everyone made her, a former graphic idol, feel a little excited for a long time.
But it's not over yet. Sakura Airi, who has tasted the sweetness, has completely let herself go. She has tried the future of "boldly dating a bunch of people and having fun with them at school Commercial Street".
In that future, she shuttled among the crowd like a social butterfly, playing games and eating desserts with everyone, and had a great time.
There are countless possibilities, and every new experience is like dropping a pebble into the calm lake of her heart, causing ripples.
As a result, she completely overplayed her game, her brain was in a highly excited state, and she was unable to fall asleep until midnight.
"Woo..."
Sakura Airi covered his face in pain and let out a weak whine. Although the spiritual experience was rich, the physical fatigue was real.
Just when she was hesitating whether to skip today's schedule and continue lying in bed, the phone on the bedside suddenly vibrated.
She struggled to reach out her hand and squinted her eyes to light up the screen. It was a message from Wu Qiao.
[Wu Qiao: Good morning. The weather is nice today. See you at the same place. If something happens, I will change the time.]
Seeing this news, Sakura Airi's mind flashed to the future of "letting go" last night. But she bit her lip and finally shook her head.
Experience is experience, and you still need to go to the appointment for an invitation in reality.
She took a deep breath, steeled herself, and got up from the bed. Although her eyes were still slightly green, she washed her face carefully and put on fresh and comfortable clothes.
When she walked slowly to the agreed place with a somewhat depressed look, Wu Qiao was already waiting there.
Seeing Sakura Airi's appearance, Wu Qiao raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes lingered on her slightly pale cheek for a moment, and there was a trace of imperceptible concern in his tone. "Did you commit a thief last night? Why do you look like you didn't wake up?"
Hearing these words, Sakura Airi's cheeks blushed slightly. She looked away guiltily and muttered in a low voice, "No, no... I was just late reading a book last night."
Wu Qiao looked at her cover-up look and did not expose it. He just chuckled and handed over a pack of milk in her hand, "Drink something hot to refresh yourself. Let's take a walk today."
After taking the milk, Sakura Airi's originally groggy brain became slightly more awake. She raised her head, looked at Wu Qiao's calm side face, and nodded gently.
Although I experienced countless crazy possibilities in my diary last night, standing here now, feeling this real tranquility, seems... not bad.