My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet

The clouds in the sky are soft and soft, like shredded fish scales. When the morning sun shines from the east, the crow just flies over the sky above the woods.

When I stepped into the gate of the Imperial College of Advanced Studies, it was around eight in the morning. Walking on the cobblestone path, you will continue to see elegant scenery such as wooden houses, pools, stone beams, and waterfalls along the way.

"This garden is so big." Niijima walked in front, wearing white sneakers, nine-point leg-leg jeans, a green strapless top, and a white broad-brimmed sun hat on his head, which looked like an upright person. Tourists through.

Fujiwara Hoshizora's gaze fell on her buttocks, which was wrapped in jeans, and she casually replied, "It's really big, and it's also very curled, but I don't know how it feels."

"Alice? What is Alice?"

"Oh, I said the mountain over there is very upright."

"How does that feel?"

"Uh..." Fujiwara Hoshigori said, pointing to an Akita just passing by, "I mean this dog doesn't know how it feels to the touch."

Akita looked up at him and flicked his tail: "Wow~~"

It means "touch me~~".

Fujiwara Stars reached out his hand and touched the dog's head, the dog licked his palm, itchy~~.

The lady on the leash nodded and smiled.

"Thank you." After touching the dog, he smiled and thanked the lady, who also bowed in response, and then led Akita away.

Fujiwara Stars watched her leave, and when he turned his head, he met the jealous eyes of the sister-in-law. He scratched his head incomprehensibly, wondering why you are jealous with a dog?

"Fujiwara, the place where you looked at me just now, you haven't told me how it feels~" she said as she approached, one foot stepped on the foot of the Fujiwara starry sky, ready to exert force at any time.

Why should I have a low mouth~~ Fujiwara Stars' throat shrugged, and said with difficulty, "I haven't touched it again..."

"Which part of my body did you not touch when I was in the small town of Shenyin?"

"That's not the real world, it's innumerable!"

"You mean you have to touch it again in the real world?"

"Your reading comprehension was taught by the physical education teacher? I mean~~Oh, it hurts~~"

"Huh!" Xindao stomped him hard and turned and walked up the mountain like a haughty little swan.

Fujiwara Hoshizora limped on one leg and followed behind him with a shrug of his head.

The Shugakuin Imperial Palace occupies a very large area, plus the mountain forest in the park is about 156,400 square meters, divided into three mountain villas, the upper, middle and lower.

Walking up the mountain road, there are farmland or bamboo forests along the road. The wooden huts that occasionally appear in the corner of the line of sight are built with ancient charm. Wild flowers, streams, and waterfalls are complemented by the background.

At the end of the mountain road, there is a small wooden door. A big cat is squinting on the door beam to bask in the sun, and a group of light birds stop to sing at the top of the bamboo forest in the distance.

The cicadas rang from far to near, and the summer heat gradually began to show its power.

Passing through the small wooden door, there is a pond full of lotus. Niijima sits on a rock by the water, washes his hands, and mumbles: "Fujiwara, I'm so hot!"

"Let me hold everything, can I get hotter!" Fujiwara Stars gave her a glance, sat down beside her, took out the handkerchief embroidered with sika deer from the backpack behind her, the bottled green tea drink, and Passed the cooling spray to her, and then picked up the fan to cool her.

It felt like he was a servant of the old age, waiting for the young lady who came out to enjoy the mountains and rivers at home.

Niijima really enjoyed his care naturally, wiped off the sweat stains on his body with a handkerchief, took a sip of green tea, and sprayed the cool spray on his small face, neck, shoulders, and collarbone, which are bare skin.

In summer, the intense eyesight shines through the leaves, making her bare skin reflect a nice pink light, and the sweaty curves can always give people a very happy daydream.

This is my sister-in-law, don't think about it... Fujiwara Xingkong secretly warned himself in his heart, aside his eyes, looked at the calamus leaves by the pool.

Long green, upright and colorful. The leaves of water lilies floated fluffy on the surface of the water, and occasionally a phosphorescent light appeared in the pool water. I thought it was the fish in the pool that were swimming.

In the bushes on the opposite bank, shyly blooming white wild flowers, coupled with the lush and verdant pine wood and the long green water of the pond, the picture is more vivid and dazzling.

Living in such an environment, presumably Ono Masato should be a good person to get along with. Fujiwara Hoshizora thought about these things, and suddenly heard the little sister-in-law's very tired babble in his ears.

"Brother Fujiwara~~"

At that time, he shuddered directly, and when he looked back, the sister-in-law leaned in front of him, staring at him with bright eyes.

On the small and exquisite face, the pink lips are slightly opened, and the scarlet tongue can be seen inside, and the fragrance of green tea can be faintly smelled. The strap of the off-shoulder top seemed to have been deliberately torn off one side by her, and half of the white bra was exposed under the delicate collarbone.

Fujiwara Stars suddenly felt hot all over, and all the heat that had just slipped away seemed to have returned.

"You~~what are you doing?"

The sister-in-law bit her lip and said shyly: "Do you want to try the feel again?"

"But... is it okay?" Fujiwara Xingkong thought of the riverbank in the small town of Shenyin, and he and Shinjima had been holding each other all afternoon, when his hand did touch her whole body.

The misty eyes of the sister-in-law were filled with mist, and she exhaled and said, "Of course."

Fujiwara Starry sky stretched out his trembling hand very unconvincingly, and just about to touch the white edge, he heard the little sister-in-law's sly laugh, and the sentence: "If you dare to touch, I will tell my sister when I turn back."

Gan!

Was fooled!

Is Niijima really a devil?

Fujiwara Hoshizora's face turned dark, and roughly stretched out her hand to pull her shoulder straps, patted her **** and left.

"Haha~~"

The sister-in-law's silver bell-like laughter rang in the forest, which was far more moving than the chirping of birds.

The two walked around the pond and set foot on a quiet tree-lined path, where the fragrance of the tender leaves and the fragrance of the wet soil came. After walking for a while, there is a small courtyard at the end of the path.

There was a half-circle around the small courtyard that could not stop a five-year-old child's fence, and the gap was wide and varied in height.

It can be seen that the owner was very careless when he tied the fence.

On the left side of the courtyard is a vegetable plot, and on the right is a flower garden. The wooden hut looks very simple, and even basic shelter from the wind and rain may not be possible.

It's okay...

The so-called mountain is not high...

This just shows that this master is a master...

Fujiwara Xingkong came forward and knocked on the door, imagining in his heart an eminent monk wearing a bronzing robe and holding a staff, coming out to greet him. However, what appeared in front of him was a simple monk with a coarse cloth blue coat on the upper body, a coarse cloth gray trousers on the lower body, a coarse cloth sachet, and leggings.

What surprised him even more was that the monk in front of him was the bald head that he saw in the Su Wo cafeteria last night.

"Huh, is it you?"

"Huh, is it you?"

As soon as the two met, they said this at the same time, and they were shocked.

The wind blew across the courtyard, blew the wind chimes hanging by the window, jingle bells jingle, the kitten turned over and accidentally fell from the roof.

"Meow~~"

Fujiwara Hoshizora reacted first, bending over and saluting: "Hello, Master Ono, I am Fujiwara Hoshizora, and this is Shinjima Ma."

Madam Niijima also bent over and saluted: "Hello, Master Ono."

"Hello." Ono Masato asked kindly, "May I ask you what's the matter?"

"It was the bride-to-be who made us come."

Ono Masato's pupils narrowed slightly, and said nothing.

Fujiwara Starry sky spread out the palm of his hand, and a few strands of spider silk slipped out of his fingers. Then, he pulled the collar to reveal the mark on his neck.

"She gave you this even?" Ono Masato had a complicated smile on his face. After a long period of silence, he sighed and said, "Please come in."

Entering the room, Fujiwara Hoshigori led Nishimama to sit on the side of the tea table, while Ono Masato walked into another room, and soon came out with a set of tea-making tools.

It seems to be making tea by hand.

No one spoke during the dinner. Fujiwara Stars watched him meticulously complete all the steps, the movements were coherent and gentle, and there was no extra movement under the complicated and trivial set of procedures, but it also showed the Zen of the tea ceremony to the fullest.

After the tea was ordered, Ono Masato held a delicate porcelain cup and asked with a smile: "Let's talk, what can I do if you come to me?"

Fujiwara Starkaku thought for a while, and said directly: "I want to inquire about Ibaraki Doko and Rashomon."

"Ibaraki Doko and Rashomon?"

Ono Masato put down the tea cup and straightened her body, "Which question do you want to hear first?"

"It's about Doko Ibaraki, I heard from the new wife that you three were good friends at the beginning."

Niijima really straightened up quickly, pricking up her small ears.

Ono Masato thought seriously for a long time, and deep memories flashed in his eyes.

"In 1970, the three of us were freshmen at the same Waseda University. At the beginning, I didn’t know they were monsters. I just knew that Mihoko wanted to get a teacher certificate after graduating from university, while Ibaraki wanted to go. Learn about the "Red Movement."

"The college students at that meeting, but the upright Showa boys, are not as decadent as the current Heisei waste wood. In the first year of college, I joined the United Red Army and fought with the police. Ibaraki was the one who was in the coalition. The comrades I know in the Red Army fight fiercely, always rushing to the forefront, and have never seen him injured. Mihoko concentrates on his studies and never ignores the struggles of these students."

Fujiwara Starry sky took a sip of tea and was silent.

The island countries of that era were red. Among the young people, especially among the college students, there are many leftists. They gather together tens of thousands of people, arm in arm and shoulder to shoulder, chanting anti-American slogans excitedly, walking in Tokyo, Kyoto, and Osaka. And the streets of Okinawa.

Ono Masato took a sip of the teacup, and the room became very silent, so silent that he could hear his own heartbeat.

After a long time, he spoke again.

"Through Ibaraki's introduction, Mihoko and I have also become good friends. At that time, Ibaraki and I participated in the Red Army's speech on the playground, and Mihoko would always sit under the banyan tree in the corner and read quietly."

Speaking of this, the great monk suddenly got excited, "I still have a photo here, wait for me to show it to you."

After speaking, Ono Masato stomped into the house with small steps, and soon came out with a plate of green pancakes and a photo.

Fujiwara Hoshizora took a look at the photo. In the yellowed color photo, the teacher held a book in one hand and his hair blown by the wind in the other. He looked in the other direction of the camera, away from the noise of the crowd.

Niijima really didn't look at the photo, but picked up a biscuit and put it in his mouth. Unexpectedly, it was made of mustard. It was spicy and tangy, and his eyes quickly turned red.

Ono Masato smiled heartily at her and said, "Is it the same taste as first love?"

The sister-in-law sobbed, staring down at her green fingertips, speechless for a while.

Fujiwara Hoshizora silently put the photo in his bag, bit a piece of mustard cake, and asked, "What happened later?"

Masato Ono didn't mean to return the photos. He smiled relievedly. "Later, in 1972, the "Red Army", "United Red Army" and "Japanese Red Army" were taken by the authorities before and after the student movement. After annihilation, Ibaraki and I lost our goals. We drank and fight all day at school, and we got together until we graduated."

"After graduation, the three of us stayed in Tokyo. Mihoko became a teacher and I entered a large company, while Ibaraki wandered around idly and occasionally brought me Mihoko to dinner together. Every time I got together At times, he would always repeat the ideas he came into contact with in the student movement, and when he was drunk, he forced me to recite "Selected Mao Zedong" together."

The monk took a sip of tea to moisturize his throat, and then said, "This kind of life has lasted for more than ten years. When I was thirty-five years old, I realized that I could not drag on any longer, so I had a conversation with Mihoko. Late. After that, I left Tokyo and returned to Kyoto to be a monk."

After speaking, Ono Masato folded his hands together and bent half of his body toward the Fujiwara starry sky.

"The reason she rejected me at the time was that the human demon will die soon, and the demon will live for a long time with regret. Although I am unwilling, I understand it very well. Now after seeing you, I know that she There seems to be a way to live for a long time without regrets, but the target person will not be me."

Fujiwara Starry sky touched the mark on his neck, it seemed to be hot there, and felt an astonishing temperature at his fingertips.

There was a ringing of a cell phone during the dinner. Masato Ono took out a new SONY cell phone from his arms, greeted a few words on the phone, and then hung up. Then, he put the cell phone in front of the Fujiwara starry sky and shook it.

The screensaver is still a picture of the teacher! !

"I like it very much~~ You can't take this one." Ono Masato smiled a little smugly. If it weren't for asking for help, Fujiwara Xingzora would be tempted to smash his phone.

Ono Masato hid the phone and talked about the events of these years.

"After I came to the school and left the palace, I had to clean the courtyard of the temple every night during the clean repairs before the Buddha. Every time a plane flew over my head, the red light flashed and the engine roared, I would think, if I hadn't been As for the monk, maybe there should be a place for me above."

"For the past 30 years, Ibaraki has come to me once a year. He said that he is using other methods to complete the revolution that was not completed in school that year. He asked me if I want to join? I was a little moved at first, but I changed my mind. I thought, that might kill a lot of people, so I put out the idea."

"Maybe I'm not young anymore, or maybe I'm tired of fighting and want to live some clean life."

Ono Masato pointed to the tea bowl, and then to his legs, "If it wasn't for being a monk, maybe I should be your enemy now."

After speaking, he responded with a knowing smile.

Fujiwara Hoshizora nodded in thanks.

Immediately afterwards, Ono Masato suddenly cursed, "Aren't you too carefree? Since Mihoko has tied your heart to you, you don’t treat her well, but instead have many girlfriends? If it doesn’t look like you are a child, I really want to slap you in the face."

The matter of Huaxin...can't be refuted.

Fujiwara Stars can only choose not to read back.

At the same time, I secretly thought in my heart that after the matter is finished, I won't demolish your broken house.

The sister-in-law nodded repeatedly, and echoed: "Mage, you are too right, and please start a little harder, so that he will converge a little later, and don't let the flowers and grass everywhere."

Then, Ono Masato, who was still glaring at him just now, smiled heartily: "But man, it's normal to be a little bit more concerned, I understand you."

Sister-in-law: "???"

Bah, men are the same whether they are old or young, a nest of snakes and rats!

After chatting for a while, Ono Masato got up again and went into the kitchen. After a while, he came out with a few ceramic bowls containing sweet tofu soup.

"Come on, sweet tofu soup made from mountain spring water, you two are welcome, let's start, don't let the food wait for a long time."

The three greeted each other with their hands together, a bowl of refreshing sweet soup, and they were all comfortable.

After drinking the sweet soup, Ono Masato said again: "Mihoko has contacted me occasionally over the years. Last year, she told me that she had a student who caused her headaches. She was withdrawn and had no discipline. She wanted to take the ashes of her parents. I dug up to see the teacher, and also had a scandal with the consortium eldest that caused a sensation throughout the school.

Fujiwara Starry sky touched his nose awkwardly.

"Later, when she and I were electrified last month, when she talked about this student, she was all praise, and her words were full of a sense of accomplishment as a teacher. At that time, I knew that she must have been a teacher for all these years. I had a very happy time. Hey, by the way, I think about the student's name~~"

The monk frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly realized: "Oh, yes, that student is also called Fujiwara Stars, isn't it you?"

Fujiwara Stars smiled bitterly: "How can the teacher talk to others about such a shameful thing~~"

Madam Niijima was confused at first, and Mihoko was the bride-to-be, she knew it, but she didn't understand what teacher or student was.

It wasn't until she heard what Fujiwara said that she suddenly woke up.

It turns out that Miss Luo is Teacher Xinchuan... Damn it, you kept it from me for so long!

My sister-in-law's silver teeth clenched, UU reading www.uukanshu.com's white fingers lay on Fujiwara's lower abdomen in a thunderous manner. Before he could react, she just twisted it hard.

"Fujiwara Starry Sky, you are dying, so you can soak your own teacher!"

"Ah!" Fujiwara Star screamed sternly, "Please, I haven't soaked yet, let go first!"

"Bah, people even gave you divinity, and you said you didn't get in!"

"I really don't have one."

"Amitabha Buddha." Ono Masato put his hands together and smiled at the young couple in front of him.

In a trance, I remembered those times when I was still as old as them.

At that time, he was sitting on the side by himself, watching other young couples playing as a single dog.

From young to old, I've been shown for most of my life, thinking about it, I feel so angry!