The first time Feng Junzi saw her was on the express train from Shanghai to Binhai. Feng Junzi was sitting by the window of the sleeper car box, staring blankly, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by a girl coming from the opposite side. It might not be appropriate to say that she was a girl, and she exuded a mature atmosphere in her body, but Feng Junzi couldn't tell her age.

The girl was carrying a water cup and fetching water from the other side of the car box, carefully avoiding the arms and legs on both sides of the aisle. Feng Junzi estimated that her height was between 1.6 and 1.65 meters, which gave people the feeling that the curves of each part of the body were depicted according to the best proportions of mathematics or aesthetics.

The first thing Feng Junzi saw was her feet. She was wearing a pair of white thick-soled sponge half-high waist leather shoes. This kind of shoes were very fashionable in the past two years, but it seemed that the most popular time had passed in the spring of 2004. However, Feng Junzi had to admit that this pair of shoes looked good when worn on this girl's feet.

Feng Junzi looked upward to see her legs. She was wearing a pair of water-milled blue semi-tight trousers, which just outlined the curve of her legs. The straightening of her thighs and the curve of her calf were impeccable. Feng Junzi gaze then slid upwards over her tight and round buttocks, and saw a slender waist twisting slightly in a very beautiful posture as she walked around. This was a very clever closing in the two full curves above and below. Finally, her eyes made a brief stop at the tomb in front of her chest.

This is probably a habit that most men form when looking at women, and Feng Junzi is no exception. Later, Feng Junzi sometimes called her peach, which may be a metaphor for the shape of her breasts, but sometimes called her papaya, which may refer to the volumetric feeling that her breasts brought to people from a certain angle. But Feng Junzi could not see it so clearly at that time. She was wearing a pink tight long-sleeved shirt, and Feng Junzi only felt that there were two cute squid pigeons hidden in her bra.

At this time, the girl had approached, and Feng Junzi finally looked up and saw her face clearly. On the streets of Binhai City, Feng Junzi often felt a feeling of disappointment when looking at the scenery: there are many women who look at her body curves from behind and feel very wonderful, but when you step forward and look back at her face, you will feel that God should not be joking like this. Sometimes if you accidentally hear her speak, you will feel even more disgusted. But this time Feng Junzi was not disappointed. Her facial features were very delicate and had a classical beauty of oriental women. Feng Junzi had a metaphor in his heart at that time: the picture of a lady in the 17th century Japanese Ukiyo-e painting used this face as a blueprint.

However, what made Feng Junzi the most moved by this girl was her skin. Although now influenced by Hollywood, many fashionable girls also pursued the so-called healthy beauty of bronze, Feng Junzi's view is that traditional and conservative men still like white skin, which is the feeling of ice and jade skin bullying the frost and snow mentioned in classical poetry. Her skin is very delicate, and her face, neck, and hands cannot find any flaws, and it is a white similar to ivory. This white does not refer to the yellow old ivory, but the tender white that was exposed to the air when it was just cut open.

Unfortunately, the train corridor was very short, and the girl did not leave much time for Feng Junzi's eyes when she came. When Feng Junzi looked at her, the girl had carefully walked past him with a cup of water. A slightly intoxicating body fragrance was left in the air. I don't know if it was the smell of the girl or Feng Junzi's psychological effect. Feng Junzi subconsciously turned her head to look at her back and found that many people in this carriage were peeking at this woman like him, both men and women.

The train still made a monotonous sound, which made people drowsy. When it was time for dinner, Feng Junzi decided to go to the dining car to have a drink. When Feng Junzi finished supper and walked back to the carriage, the speed of the train gradually slowed down. The train was almost at Shijiazhuang Station, and he was about to get off the platform to smoke a cigarette.

The conductor was already standing in front of the door to prepare, and locked the door between the two train cars. Feng Junzi stood behind the conductor, lit a cigarette and looked at the scenery outside the window. At this time, he suddenly heard a knock on the door beside him. He looked back and saw that the girl he saw in the afternoon standing on the other side of the door. She seemed to want to come over and gestured to ask Feng Junzi to open the door.

The conductor also heard the knock on the door and shouted impatiently: "The train is about to arrive at the station, and it will be opened after a while." Feng Junzi advised the conductor: "Forget it, before you arrive at the station, you can let the girl come over."

The conductor looked back and saw the girl. He inserted the key into the keyhole and turned it around for a while. It seemed that the beauty had a small advantage to take anywhere she went. Feng Junzi opened the door and let the girl over. The girl bowed to Feng Junzi politely and said: "Thank you", and then walked forward.

This thank you made Feng Junzi stunned. It was not because the girl's voice was not nice, but on the contrary, although her voice was not very crisp, it was very soft, giving people a delicate and sweet feeling. What Feng Junzi didn't expect was her pronunciation, and the two words thank you were short and stiff. Although there are many dialects in China that are pronunciated differently, it doesn't feel like this. Speaking such Chinese may only explain one problem--she is not Chinese, at least her mother tongue is not Chinese. Is she Japanese or Korean?

Her first conversation with Feng Junzi only said one sentence: "Thank you", while Feng Junzi stood there without answering. During the subsequent train journey, Feng Junzi did not see her.

The second time Feng Junzi saw her was at the entrance of a shopping mall in Binhai City a few days later. It was raining lightly, and Feng Junzi was about to take a taxi home. At this time, he saw the girl he had met on the train. She was standing in front of a taxi door, striking and talking to the driver, as if she was in trouble.

Feng Junzi was surprised and surprised when he saw her again. Seeing that she seemed to have some trouble, he naturally had to come forward to help. He walked up to ask what was the trouble, but the driver said, "She asked me to take her to Heilongjing, where is this place in Binhai."

Heilongjing? Feng Junzi has lived in Binhai for more than ten years and has never heard of this place. He turned around and asked the girl: "Are you sure the place you are going to be called Heilongjing?"

The girl replied in stiff Chinese: "That's right, it's called Heilongjing." As she said that, she also came over a note, which was neatly written with three traditional Chinese characters - Heilongjing. Feng Junzi suddenly remembered something when he saw this note, turned around and said to the driver, "Oh! I understand, this is a place name from the 1930s, and she is going to Longwangtang."

The girl bowed to Feng Junzi politely and said, "Thank you." This was the second time Feng Junzi heard her say thank you. At this time, Feng Junzi had guessed where the girl was from - she must be Japanese.

The Russo-Japanese War broke out in history. The Russo-Japanese War broke out in the early 20th century and became a colony of Japan and Tsarist Russia. It was occupied by the Japanese for a long time during the fall of Northeast China before World War II. During that time, the place in Longwangtang was called Heilongjing, a name given by the Japanese. If someone had brought a note to find Heilongjing in 2004, it must have been Japanese. Feng Junzi felt a little regretful, why did such a beautiful girl be Japanese? Maybe she was the descendant of the Japanese invaders who occupied the Binhai.

Feng Junzi was still feeling emotion, but heard the driver call him: "Sir, where are you going? It's not easy to take a taxi on rainy days. If you go along, please take you a while!"

Feng Junzi understood that it seemed that the driver wanted to make two money, but Feng Junzi did go along with the way, so he said to the driver: "I'll go to Baxianling, and it's just right for me to go along with the way, let's go along with the bus."

Feng Junzi opened the car door and sat in the back seat. However, the girl did not sit in the passenger seat, but also entered the back seat and sat next to Feng Junzi. In the wet air, Feng Junzi smelled a very comfortable fragrance, and could not tell whether it was the smell of perfume or the girl's natural body fragrance. At this time, he heard the driver say, "How do you go?"

Feng Junzi smiled in his heart. It seemed that the driver was unsure of his heart if he wanted to take a detour. The road was indeed far enough. So he replied: "Let's go to Malan Square, cross Hongmiao Road to Pingyou South Road, I'll get off at Baxianling, and you can take her to Longwangtang again."

Feng Junzi didn't say anything on the way, but the girl took the initiative to say to him: "Thank you so much, this gentleman, otherwise I really don't know where the Heilongjing is. I have asked many people."

Feng Junzi: "You're welcome, it's time to help you, an outsider. Heilongjing was just a small fishing village, and now Longwangtang is already a big town."

The girl continued to ask, "Why should I change the place name? Place names should not be changed randomly, as this will cause chaos and cause trouble for those who are looking for history."

Feng Junzi couldn't help feeling angry when he heard this and replied coldly: "That place has been called Longwangtang since ancient times. Since the Japanese almost killed all the fishermen in the fishing village, they named Heilongjing again. It was a twisted history, and Longwangtang is the real historical place name. You'd better learn history and ask this question again."

The girl seemed not very happy to hear Feng Junzi's tone, so she didn't say anything. When the car arrived at Baxianling, Feng Junzi handed the driver a bill and said, "I have paid the fare to Longwangtang, so you can just send this lady to the place."

The girl quickly said, "You are so polite. How can you do this? Get the fare back quickly. I haven't thanked you yet, so why are you embarrassed to ask you to pay the fare?"

Feng Junzi: "Don't be polite to me, it's all I should do to help others." After saying that, he got off the car and ignored the girl.

When Feng Junzi returned home, he was actually thinking about another chance encounter with the girl. He felt that what he said just now seemed a little too much. Maybe the other party had no other meaning, but because he was too sensitive. He even regretted not asking the girl's name and contact information.

If the first encounter was accidental and the second encounter was coincidental, then the third encounter could only be said to be destined. Not long after, Feng Junzi really had the fate to meet the girl again.

The third time Feng Junzi saw her was next to a road in Binhai City. Feng Junzi was buying a newspaper in front of the newsstand. When she looked up, she saw a girl shopping not far away in front. Her back was very familiar, and she was the Japanese girl she met twice.

Feng Junzi had to admit that this woman has beautiful facial features, figure and back. Walking on the street is also a landscape, and the rate of looking back is definitely not low. Thinking of this, Feng Junzi looked up again to see if other people on the street were also paying attention to the girl, but this observation made him discover something very unexpected.

There were indeed many men and women around him looking at the girl, but a few of these people were obviously different from others. Feng Junzi found at least three people. Two of these three people were walking in front and behind on the sidewalk with the girl, deliberately maintaining a relatively fixed distance. After a while, one person stopped and the other person caught up and alternated. On the other side of the road, there was also a person who was walking slowly at a parallel speed with the girl.
Chapter completed!