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Chapter 199 Reunion with Senior Sister Mai

It takes one hour and twenty minutes for a commercial flight to fly from Osaka to Tokyo.

These eighty minutes, four thousand eight hundred seconds may be long or short.

Long enough to watch a shorter movie in the cinema.

The young and ignorant boys and girls, under the flickering light of the movie screen, deeply imagine that the person watching the movie with them at this time will never leave him for the rest of his long life, walking together through thick and thin.

Short enough for the men and women in the hotel room to have a great harmony of life together.

Then, the two began to get bored with the naked person next to them, and began to wonder how they could end up here with such a person.

Human beings are animals that can change quietly over time.

The boys and girls in the movie theater may at some point in the future become the men and women in the guest rooms.

People often say they cannot see their future clearly, but in fact they have already seen the future clearly.

The future has always been ambiguous.

No one can truly see the path they are about to embark on.

I don’t know what kind of things or people I will encounter in the next second.

Just like at the gate of Tokyo Haneda Airport at this moment, no one can tell whether the next person walking out is old or young, male or female.

After all, is he the one he wants to wait for?

The above is the reflection of Ms. Mai Shutoku after waiting for Mr. Zhou Xuan for two full hours and eighteen minutes.

"Damn! Why aren't you here yet!? The late-night snack has almost turned into breakfast!" Mai Shutoku slapped the steering wheel in front of her in an incompetent and furious manner.

It was almost four o'clock in the morning, and the hustle and bustle in the huge parking lot had long since disappeared, turning into silence and tranquility.

Except for the old security guard who was secretly observing from time to time, Shutoku Mai never saw anyone else.

Speaking of which, she was actually a little speechless about the security guard.

My mother wears Prada, the watch she wears is Rolex, the car she drives is Panamera, and even the stockings she wears once and then throws away after being too lazy to wash them are all Valentino.

Uncle, why do you keep watching me like you're guarding against thieves? ?

Is there anything in your shitty parking lot worth stealing?

Your dentures?

Mai Shutoku slumped down weakly on the leather seat: "Japan is a really annoying country. Everything is so messed up. It's so troublesome."

She suddenly remembered a piece of news she had seen in China before.

It is said that an e-commerce tycoon was born in a poor family. With his own efforts, he was admitted to a top prestigious school, made a lot of money in business, and then made great efforts to build up his impoverished hometown. He received unanimous praise.

People in the news are praising him for not forgetting his roots, for not forgetting the place where he was born and raised even when he became rich, and for working hard to contribute money and effort to the construction of his hometown.

Mai Shutoku also thinks this person is very powerful and worthy of admiration.

But she had no intention of contributing to the construction of her hometown like him.

Some people work hard to leave their hometown in order to build it better in the future, but some people work hard just to escape this place.

Mai Shutoku considers herself to be the latter.

In her opinion, it was not the Japanese land that gave birth to her and raised her, but the gentle woman who was regarded as a ghost by the Sheqi family. But she has been away from this world for a long time.

Mai Shutoku worked hard since she was a child, even signing a contract with her boss, just to escape Japan, a place she hated deeply.

But now in order to terminate the contract with her boss, she had to come back here.

Fortunately, she was not alone this time.

"Oh! I've been waiting for a long time. The plane is late. I'm sorry." Zhou Xuan dragged his suitcase and appeared in Mai Shutoku's field of vision with a bright smile.

"Hmph!" Mai Shutoku rolled her eyes angrily, "Do you know how long I've been waiting for you here!?"

"I don't know." Zhou Xuan said honestly.

Mai Shutoku:?

Do you know that the real meaning of the girl's words is not to say this, but to make you say some sweet words to coax you! ?

You just don’t know what it means?

But after seeing Zhou Xuan's uncontrollable expression after getting in the car, Mai Shutoku immediately clenched her small fists and punched the opponent fiercely.

"Hiss... Wrong, wrong! Gentle, gentle, there's nothing I can do. Who told that young girl to come too slowly? I've been waiting for a long time, and I haven't even eaten dinner yet." Zhou Xuan smiled and grabbed it. Hit Mai Shutoku's fist.

"My hands are so cold, little girl. It seems that you are a little weak. Let me use my inner strength to warm you up." Zhou Xuan instantly became upright and awe-inspiring, acting like a young martial arts talent with a heroic spirit and courage.

Hearing this, Jiude Mai raised her eyebrows and tilted her head to look at Zhou Xuan: "Have you read too many martial arts novels recently? I want to see what new tricks you can come up with."

"Ha! It seems that you don't know the reputation of Zhou, who was not a well-known master in the Hong family's Iron Fist, Wulang Bagua stick, or Twelve-way Tan Kung. Don't you all have to be honest in front of me? Nodding and bowing, I..."

“Because they rented your house, are you a lecherous landlord who is afraid of his wife and is too skinny?

Zhou Xuan:?

Seeing Zhou Xuan's dull expression, Jiude Mai's bright and gorgeous face burst into a triumphant and hateful smile: "Do you think I haven't watched Stephen Chow's "Kung Fu"?"

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but laugh, and tightly wrapped his warm and dry big hands around Jiude Mai's cold little hands.

"You're awesome. Speaking of which, I wonder if you've ever watched the martial arts TV series back then. I was a little curious when I watched it."

Feeling the bursts of warmth from Zhou Xuan's big hand, the corners of Jiude Mai's mouth slightly raised, and a light water color rippled in her clear eyes.

She said softly: "What are you curious about?"

Zhou Xuan coughed lightly and said with a serious expression: "In those TV dramas, if a beautiful woman is injured, the protagonist will definitely say that she has to take off her clothes to transfer internal energy to heal the injury, but men don't need to, just palm to palm."

"It shocked me as a young kid at the time, but I figured it out later."

"What have you figured out?" Mai Shutoku continued.

"The scene where the heroine heals her wounds is really nice. It would be better to have more of it."

Mai Shutoku:?

Her eyes suddenly became sharp.

But before Mai Shutoku could make any move, Zhou Xuan's chuckle sounded again.

"Okay, okay, everyone has a love for beauty. Moreover, those Jianghu heroes are all false and empty things. They will be forgotten after just looking at them. They are insignificant."

"How could they possibly be like you, senior sister, waiting for me for hours in the cold wind late at night, right?"

Hearing this, Jiude Mai turned her head to prevent Zhou Xuan from seeing her expression clearly.

"It's good to know," she whispered.

(End of this chapter)