The glory of Kyoto wings

Chapter 38Of course it's a coincidence

Sitting quietly in the corridor for a while, Minamoto Raimitsu walked towards the back of the mountain with an umbrella.

It was to prevent Xiaomu Qingming from introducing a girlfriend to him again. Although he knew it was the other party's good intentions, but it was too different from his plan, he naturally couldn't harm her good girl.

Minamoto Raimitsu put up his umbrella again, and wandered around Kiyomizu Temple casually.

A person can really feel the outside world more than loneliness.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with being separated from the main force. Instead of restraining yourself, you can calm down.

Just like going out to eat with friends, you have to take into account other people's taboos. In the end, everyone came up with this kind of plan. In short, it is difficult to eat what you like.

And the compromise is not a good one.

Minamoto Yorimitsu stepped up the weather-beaten stone steps, and the repaired stone lanterns around him were very artistic, and he walked towards the famous scenic spots with the flow of people.

Soon he came to Qingshui Stage, which is a suspended building supported by giant beech columns side by side. The whole building does not use a single nail.

The building itself is painted with red lacquer except for the blue tiles on the top, and the rainwater infiltration makes it more red.

Originally he thought the Otowa Waterfall in the back mountain was so big, but it turned out that it was three small springs that flowed from the tiles after being drained.

It is about the thickness of two fingers, and many people line up to pick it up with bottles. It is said that one or two sips can make their wishes come true.

Minamoto Laiguang didn't dare to drink it for fear of parasites, but he just touched it with his hand and it was really cool.

After walking around for half an hour, it seemed that I had gone the wrong way, so I went around and went back to the front of the main hall.

Looking at the tourists around, there were no students from Peking University. He probably had already prayed in the main hall and went up the mountain. He bought a bottle of water and wanted to find a remote corner of the corridor to rest for a while.

There is probably nothing to go shopping, Minamoto Raimitsu is going to wait for the students from Beijing University to come down, and walk towards the depths of the wooden corridor.

There are basically no people here, and you can have a bird's-eye view of the city in the direction of the urban area. In fact, it is also a good place for viewing in rainy days.

But when he walked deeper, he saw a little boy sitting on a bench, just like his thoughts, sitting there overlooking the city, holding his head in a pensive posture.

Seeing this, Minamoto Raimitsu looked around, hesitated for a while after confirming that there were no parents, and decided to ask after a while.

Missing children are very common no matter where they are. In Japan, nearly a thousand children go missing every year, and most of them are abducted when they go camping or traveling. Therefore, the society still attaches great importance to such things.

His moral level is at the conventional level, and it is impossible for people he does not know to give a lot, but there is still a social consensus of seeing a child alone and asking if he is lost.

Minamoto Raimitsu walked over with the umbrella that was tied up. He deliberately made the footsteps louder, so as not to scare the children if they didn't hear it.

Obviously the sound of footsteps has an effect. The little boy moved his ears when he heard the sound, and looked over following the sound. Just at this moment, Minamoto Raimitsu also walked in front of him, keeping a safe distance of nearly two meters. The child was too scared, so he asked aloud, "Are you lost?"

I couldn't see it from far away, but when I got closer, I realized that the little boy was a little fat, with puffy cheeks, and he couldn't even see the ears on both sides from the front, like a squirrel hiding pine nuts in its mouth.

The waistline of the jacket is enough, the steel zipper is stretched tightly, and the buttons of the trousers are exposed. It can be seen that the family background should be good, otherwise it would not have such weight at this age.

The little boy was unexpectedly not vigilant. Instead, he turned his head bored and looked at the foggy city in the distance. He propped up his round chin and said casually, "Lost? No."

Having said all this, Yuan Laiguang didn't turn his head and leave, but sat down and asked: "Why are you sitting here, and your parents are not around?"

"I came with my sister, she went on a blind date." The little boy pursed his lips, his eyes showed a calmness that didn't match his peers, and he said in a dull voice: "As for me? I'm thinking about the boringness of life."

"Then have you thought about the result?"

Minamoto Larimitsu couldn't figure out what was going on with this child, but felt that his brain circuit was different from that of ordinary children, so he became interested and followed his words to ask.

The little boy noticed his gaze, retracted the hand supporting his chin, and sighed old-fashionedly: "Of course, human beings always like hypocritical forms and don't pay attention to real fate."

"Hypocritical form? True fate?"

Minamoto Laiguang didn't understand, this child is quite intelligent, he speaks philosophically, his thinking jumps very fast, he rises to the level of destiny in the blink of an eye, he really doesn't look like an ordinary child.

The little boy gave him a contemptuous look, and seemed to think Minamoto Raimitsu was a bit stupid, so he tightened his loose pants and explained:

"That's right, those college students like this. It's really boring to use the name of activities to hold blind date conferences, or go to other art galleries or parks. It's really not good."

"How do you know that college students come here for a blind date?"

The topic changed so fast that Minamoto almost missed keeping up.

This sentence is on the point. The child seems to have been holding back for a long time and no one complained. Someone asked and said: "Because my sister is like this. She comes here many times a year, and every time I talk to you People say it’s their first time here, and they pretend they don’t understand anything, but they’re actually pretending to be weak.”

As he spoke, he paused for a while, and the immature childish voice began to sigh again:
"Before going out, I was like a wild boar at home. I didn't wash my underwear and socks for many days, but when it came to school team building, I hurriedly dressed up. I usually speak so rudely, but when I meet a slightly handsome boy, I talk softly. Who will marry? It's really bad luck for her!"

Yuan Laiguang was speechless for a while, because it turned out that true knowledge came from practice.

This kid is quite philosophical. I didn't expect to be so good at complaining, but it still feels very interesting. It turns out that not all female college students like to be clean.

He also heard a little before that not all girls like to be clean.

It is even said that some sloppy ones can exceed the imagination of ordinary people.

This kid has a good personality, giving him a feeling of familiarity, and he is not afraid of Minamoto Larimitsu doing anything to him. Following the words, the two of them sat on the bench and chatted while looking at the hazy city in the distance.

Rain scenes, conversations, mountainsides.

In fact, it was quite interesting. Minamoto Raimitsu forgot the time while sitting, and talked a lot with the child.

When it comes to some philosophical questions, this child really has a unique perspective, and many answers make him have to ponder, perhaps this is the power of childlike innocence.

The two of them chatted until the rain gradually died down.

Until a familiar voice suddenly came from behind his body——

"Yuanjun? Are you here too?"

Minamoto Raimitsu paused what he hadn't finished speaking, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound source.

Then he saw a familiar figure with half of his body wet.

A feeling of surprise gradually rose from my heart.

"Student Royal Medicine Bag?"

"So coincidentally?"

Yuyaodai Chayin stroked her hair that was wet by the rain, and stood at the edge of the corridor with an umbrella in her hand. She forced a smile on her beautiful face, "Yes, what a coincidence."

Of course it was a coincidence.

Could it be a coincidence to search artificially?
My old lady found you after searching half a mountain with an umbrella!

　Thank you for your reward

　　Thanks to the little C language boss for the reward

　　Thanks for the reward from Mr. Hecro Obi
　　Thank you book friend 20220708232347114 for your reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)