Modern/Metropolitan

timeTime flies, society changes, of course, It is not difficult for immortals to understand history and knowledge.The tall buildings, the busy streets, and the huge neon displays were just a temporary novelty.But still, my image is still the focus of passers-by.

"That Asian kid looks so weird."

"Japanese?South Korean? Vietnamese? His gray hair must be sick!”

“The thing in his hand is used to drive away mosquitoes? Ha ha ha”

Several tall white women approached tentatively, bent over as if they were talking to children.“Little friend, are you cosplaying? Can you take a picture with us?”

“Maybe.”They laughed, not knowing whether they were happy or laughing at my accent.They took me to a quiet alley to pose for the camera.

“Little boy, where did you come from? I haven't seen the role you play.”My Taoist robe was pulled and turned over.

"What hair dye do you use?It looks natural."My long white hair was stroked.

"What a lovely soft face!Don't be so serious. Please smile. Whee."She smiled and kneaded my face.

My calm heart began to fluctuate…