Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 170 The Moon and Clouds, Keys and Locks

Autumn in Kyoto is really amazing.

Can dye everything red.

Hatsukano Suzune hid her little face in a cashmere scarf as if she was cold, only revealing a pair of clear blue eyes, looking at the yellowing dead leaves at her feet.

Thinking of the greenery in the coming year.

Natsume Qingyu felt that there was nothing wrong with boasting about the person he liked. Anyway, he didn't lie, he was speaking from the bottom of his heart, but his heart couldn't bear it at first.

He moved his gaze away from her slightly red face and looked up at the tall red ancient tree.

Thinking of the greenery in the coming year.

When the wind starts playing tricks on the leaves again, the world becomes noisy again.

The young photographer has a sparkle in his eyes and is alive again.

Not far away, the urging voices of several young female teachers came to my ears.

"The free photo time is over. Everyone should go back to their respective classes."

"Let's go, there's more than just this place in Kyoto worth remembering." The photographer, who had come back to his senses, waved to his model.

"Yeah." His model followed lightly.

When she came to him, the photographer took steps to walk side by side.

Take the bus arranged by the school.

The first stop of their trip to Kyoto was not Kiyomizudera Temple, but Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine.

Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine is at the foot of Inari Mountain, in the middle of the mountain, very close to the subway station.

From Kyoto Eki on the subway, take the JR Nara Line, and the second stop is Inari Eki.

After exiting the subway station, there is a huge torii gate with black wood overhead.

The bloom in autumn is bright vermilion.

Although everyone is from Tokyo, they are just like country bumpkins who keep saying "wow".

Another crackling group photo.

The last time Natsume Qingyu saw this scene, it was a big egg sale at Dongguo Supermarket, and the small market was crowded with enthusiastic aunts.

A group of high school students are even less reserved than elementary school students.

"I thought the first stop arranged by the school would be Kiyomizu Temple, but it turned out to be Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine." Natsume Kiyoha looked at a few more photos in the camera and talked to the beautiful girl next to him, "But now, It seems like it’s not bad.”

"Everyone, get ready, we are going to start climbing the mountain next." The young female teacher, who was the opposite of Master Miejie, clapped her hands gently and greeted her.

"Ahhhhh-"

Before the girls started to move, a large number of them died.

The boys, on the other hand, started to talk nonsense in order to show off their strength.

"It shouldn't take long to climb the small Inari Mountain to the top, right?"

"About an hour." A student pushed up his glasses and made what he thought was a rigorous judgment like Conan.

"It's too weak. Half an hour is enough." Another student shook his head and objected.

A few noble Tokyoites expressed contempt for little Kyoto.

Half an hour later.

"worn out."

"Teacher, let's take a rest."

"Today's young people really can't stand the torment. Sure enough, they still don't exercise too much." Director Sakurai, who was wearing footwear, admonished him, but in fact he still tacitly agreed to make some adjustments.

A few minutes later.

Two 'straggler' young men kept up with the main force.

The boy with both talent and appearance is telling the girl with talent and beauty all the myths and allusions related to Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine.

For example, there is an ancient story called "Iminarisho" in which "the rice cake turned into a white bird and flew to the top of the mountain, and where the white bird stood, ears of rice grew."

"Thank you, lady, for listening carefully. Let us rest for a moment. The excitement will be back soon." Natsume Kiyoshi suddenly declared in the manner of a late-night radio host.

In a trance.

Suzune Hatsukano actually had the illusion of witnessing a primitive man picking up a microphone tens of thousands of years ago.

"Wait for me." Natsume Qingha said as he ran towards the nearby convenience store and bought two bottles of bottled tea, a specialty of Kyoto.

When coming back.

Hatsukano Suzune had just put away the wet wipes.

A visitor's chair next to it had been polished to a new look and was large enough to seat two people.

When she turned around, her eyes met Natsume Qingyu's.

"Thank you."

The two said in unison, each thanking them for what they had seen.

Subsequently.

The two of them sat on the same chair, keeping a close distance.

Maybe, it's a little closer than imagined.

"It's really a desperate situation. You can see the city." After all, he was out to play. Natsume Qingyu tried his best not to let the atmosphere cool down.

"Yes."

Quiet.

"What did you take? Didn't you say that you learned photography skills specifically for today?!" A girl in a long white dress stared at the photos in her boyfriend's camera, becoming more and more speechless.

"Asami, please believe me. I learned a lot before setting off." The girl's boyfriend explained in an injured tone, gesturing with his hands for unknown reasons.

"That must be because you have no intentions!" The girl named Asami asserted in a deep voice.

"I really worked hard, but photography skills can't be improved overnight. Even...even if it were someone else," Asami's boyfriend explained in a panic.

"Oh~ Really?" Asami crossed her arms, her eyes slowly showing a mischievous smile, as if she had discovered something interesting.

Because not far away there was a handsome young man with an expensive camera hanging around his neck.

Without saying a word, she quickly leaned over.

The smile on the face of the young man who was happily eating melon gradually solidified until it disappeared.

There is a feeling of eating melon on one's own head.

"Classmate, can you please help me take a picture?" Asami walked up to Natsume Qingyu, put her hands on her hips, and smiled sweetly.

"Of course." Of course, the helpful Natsume Kiyoha enthusiastically agreed. As an activist, he set off almost instantly to get the SLR camera from Asami's boyfriend.

When there was an object missing from the bench, Asami noticed that there was a girl hidden in the quiet air beside her... almost as cute as her.

Probably light reversible.

As if Hatsukano Suzune noticed Asami looking at her, a smile suddenly appeared on her calm little face.

Also, smile sweetly.

It can eclipse all living creatures around it.

Asami withered almost instantly, and she stopped smiling.

The other party didn't laugh either.

Asami felt inexplicably angry and turned to leave.

At this time, Natsume Qingyu was debugging parameters.

"You look like a very professional photographer at first sight." Asami leaned close to him and extended a thumbs up in praise.

"Hehe, you're really good at reading people." Natsume Qingyu was almost like in the TV series, with a bright smile popping up in the blink of an eye.

Hatsukano Suzune unscrewed the bottle cap, lifted one side of her soft hair, exposed her snow-white neck, and drank tea in small sips. "Photography is all about making do with one light, and I have been researching in this area for at least two and a half years." Natsume Kiyoha reassured while adjusting their camera parameters.

The tone of voice and behavior all highlight a 'professional' aspect.

soon.

Under the guidance of this possibly famous photographer in the future, the teenage girl also posed quite cutely for the camera.

Click.

A photo is released.

"How's it going?" Asami asked enthusiastically while arranging her hair.

"It's... not bad?" The boy standing next to Natsume Qingyu who could see the film hesitated and gave a fair evaluation.

"Let me take a look." Asami smiled and took two steps, then trotted over.

It brought a strong scent of perfume, and Natsume Qingyu, who was holding a SLR camera, couldn't help but take a small step back.

Hatsukano Suzune is drinking tea.

"What is this photo of? A ghost?!" The girl named Mami looked at the photo in the camera where the light blurred her entire face, and was very dissatisfied.

"This light and shadow, this composition..."

A sharp gaze turned over.

On the other side, there was a subtle sound of the bottle compressing.

Natsume Kiyoha, who has always been a wise man who knows current affairs, immediately looked at Asami's boyfriend and said deeply: "It may be your camera's problem, try it with mine."

Asami's boyfriend showed an understanding smile and nodded.

The look in his eyes seemed to say 'we are all brothers, understand, understand'.

"Oh, I am really good at using my camera." Natsume Qingha smiled like "Furilian saw a treasure chest".

"Please make the portrait clearer this time." In order to avoid the problem of light and shadow blurring the face again, Asami asked angrily.

"Understood." After receiving the instruction, Natsume Qingyu made an OK sign with his finger, and a gentle smile slowly appeared on his face.

Looking at this extremely handsome face, Asami felt inexplicably relieved.

Holding her white skirt with both hands, she performed the classic cute action of Princess Dituni.

And Hatsukano Suzune was sipping tea.

Everything is ready, all that is left is a satisfactory answer.

A few minutes later.

"What are you shooting? Badminton?" Asami bared her teeth and angrily left this unlucky place quickly.

"Look, Asami, let me tell you, photography is a technical job that cannot be mastered overnight." The boy said as if he was being saved, and his pace became more cheerful.

"It's a professional photographer. It's really funny. It's not as good as yours." Asami suddenly turned around and smiled contemptuously.

Natsume Kiyoha sipped the tea without any reaction and looked at the beautiful scenery with an expression on her face: "The wind is very noisy today~".

In short, the body reveals the tranquility of an eighty-year-old man maintaining his health.

Hatsukano Suzune stood up with rare emotion, and Natsume Kiyoha reached out to hold her without even thinking.

His subconscious told him that if he let this aunt pass, a terrorist battle would break out.

Although she must have killed the opponent unilaterally, this kind of scene was something Natsume Kiyoha didn't want to see.

"Member Natsume, aren't you angry?" Hatsugano Suzune looked back at him. She didn't seem to notice that her little hand was wrapped in a big one.

"Why are you angry?" Natsume Qingyu asked.

He was not a hopelessly stupid fool, and of course he did not ask silly questions like, "I was the one who took the photo, and I was the one who got scolded. Why is my aunt so angry?"

"You obviously helped them, but they still said bad things about you." Hatsukano Suzune narrowed her eyes slightly, the cold wind blowing from Siberia conveyed, 'Are you pretending to be stupid? ' meaning.

"After all, we didn't take the photo." Natsume Qingyu swallowed hard and let go of her hand.

Hatsukano Suzune just realized that someone was holding her hand.

However, she has no intention of fussing over such trivial matters now.

She crossed her arms and continued, "Since they asked for help, they should say thank you. It has nothing to do with the outcome of the matter."

"But anger is an emotion that can be controlled, right?" Natsume Qingyu said calmly.

"Yes." The girl seemed to have touched some valve, her momentum suddenly dropped, and her brain seemed to be updating some cognition.

"But..." She wanted to defend herself, but she couldn't think of anything decent to say.

Adler's thought became a yoke of reason.

"Okay! If this happens again next time, taking photos is free and deleting photos costs 5000 yen." To make her happy, Natsume Qingyu slapped her thigh suddenly and came up with a pretty good idea.

The atmosphere suddenly became high again.

"Then..." Hatsukano Suzune regained her energy and spread her small hands as white as jade.

"what?"

Natsume Qingyu's eyebrows were bunched up.

"Oh!"

Eyebrows spread.

He put his hand on it.

Snapped!
Got slapped away.

"Hand over the camera." Hatsukano Suzune couldn't help but roll her eyes at him.

The boy, who was still blowing air into his hand to relieve the pain, timidly handed over the SLR camera.

"It's so pretentious... How can I be so harsh?" Hatsugano Suzune sighed as if she couldn't bear it.

"My heart hurts." Natsume Qingyu wiped away the unnecessary tears, shrugged his nose, and pretended to be pitiful.

"..."

Faced with the disgusting words, Hatsugano Suzune felt indifferent and speechless, and began to carefully look through the SLR camera negatives.

"Natsume-san, please explain." After comparing the photo groups, the girl directly asserted that Natsume Kiyoha was taking random pictures just now.

"That's my level."

"Then I can understand that you are saying that there is something wrong with my vision again?" Hatsugano Suzune had a straight face, and her red lips and teeth moved slightly.

"I surrender." Seeing the opponent's attitude of trying to bite him, Natsume Qingyu smiled and raised his hands.

"Tell me." Hatsugano Suzune sat down again in the posture of a queen, looking straight at her with cold eyes.

"Based on my understanding of photography, it is meant to record moments in life. It is a beautiful record that people can share with each other, rather than something worthy of comparison. There is no need to use it to show off your skills and interfere with other people's lives. ." Natsume Qingyu looked up at the silent autumn sky and said lightly, "So, it was probably a kind of tolerance just now."

"It's really hard to accept." Hatsugano Suzune's beautiful eyes suddenly darkened. This was the reason why he was not angry even though others were provoking him.

"But I think the reason why I'm not angry is not because of Adler's thoughts." Natsume Qingyu suddenly laughed.

An indescribable glimmer suddenly flashed across the bright eyes of Hatsukano Suzune.

"It's because just like the moon, it will be obscured by clouds, but as long as someone knows it is still there." Natsume Qingyu gradually raised his voice.

"That's enough." He looked at her.

The sun shines through the gaps in the leaves, making it warm and comfortable.

The fallen leaves fall gently underfoot, making a rustling sound like the whisper of nature.

The birds in the distance are talking on the branches, as if accompanying these words.

And Hatsukano Suzune was drinking tea.

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