38. Such a coincidence? Of course it is a coincidence
After sitting quietly in the corridor for a while, Minamoto no Yorimitsu took an umbrella and walked towards the back of the mountain.
It was to prevent Kogi Seimei from introducing another girlfriend to him. Although he knew that this was also the other party's good intention, it was too inconsistent with his own plan, so he would naturally not be able to harm other people's good girls.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu held up his umbrella again and started strolling around Kiyomizu Temple.
In addition to being alone, a person can really feel the outside world better.
There is actually nothing wrong with being away from the big army. You can calm down without restraint.
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 plan. In short, it is difficult to eat what you like.
And the compromise solution is not a good one.
Minamoto Yorimitsu walked up the weathered stone steps. The repaired stone lanterns around him were very artistic, and he walked toward the famous tourist attractions.
Soon he came to Qingshui Stage, which is a cantilevered building supported side by side by giant zelkova columns. Not a single nail was used in the entire building.
The building itself is painted with red paint except for the blue tiles on the top. The rainwater makes the red color even more gorgeous.
He originally thought that the Otoyu Waterfall in the back mountain was huge, but it turned out to be three small springs that were diverted and flowed out from the tiles.
It's about the thickness of two fingers, and there are many people queuing up to pick it up with bottles. It is said that one or two sips can make your wish come true.
Minamoto Yorimitsu didn't dare to drink it for fear of parasites, but he just touched it with his hand and it was indeed refreshing.
After walking around for half an hour, I seemed to have taken the wrong path, so I wandered around and returned to the front of the main hall.
After checking that there were no students from Beijing University among the tourists around him, they must have gone up the mountain to pray in the main hall. He bought a bottle of water and wanted to find a remote corner of the corridor to rest for a while.
There was probably nothing left to visit, so Minamoto no Yorimitsu planned to wait for the students from Kyoto University to come down and walk deeper into the wooden corridor.
There are basically no people here anymore, and you can still get a bird's eye view of the city towards the city. In fact, it is also a good place for viewing on rainy days.
But when he walked deeper, he saw a little boy sitting on a bench. He had the same idea as him, sitting there overlooking the city, holding his head in a thoughtful posture.
Upon seeing this, Minamoto Yorimitsu looked around and hesitated for a moment after confirming that there were no parents. After a while, he decided to go forward and ask.
Lost children are common no matter where they are. In Japan, nearly a thousand children disappear every year, and most of them are abducted while camping or traveling. Therefore, society still attaches great importance to this kind of thing.
His moral level is at the conventional level, and it is unlikely that someone he doesn't know will give a lot, but there is still a social consensus on seeing a child alone and asking if he is lost.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu walked over with a closed umbrella. He deliberately made the sound of his footsteps louder so that the children would not be frightened by him if they did not hear him.
It was obvious that the footsteps had an effect. The little boy's ears twitched when he heard the sound, and he looked over following the sound. Just then, Minamoto no Yorimitsu walked in front of him, keeping a safe distance of nearly two meters, out of fear.
The child was too scared, so he asked aloud: "Are you lost?"
I was too far away just now to see clearly, but when I got closer I realized that the little boy was a little fat, with chubby cheeks, and even the ears on both sides couldn't be seen from the front, as if there were pine nuts hidden in the mouth of a squirrel.
The waistline is enough to hold up the jacket, the steel zipper is very tight, and the buttons of the pants are exposed. It can be seen that the family must be well-off, otherwise he would not have such weight at this age.
The little boy was surprisingly not alert. Instead, he turned his head bored and looked at the foggy city in the distance. He held up his plump chin and said casually: "Lost? No."
After talking about this, Minamoto no Yorimitsu did not turn around and leave, but also sat down and asked: "Why are you sitting here without your parents around?"
"I came here with my sister, she went on a blind date." The little boy pursed his lips, his eyes showed a calmness that was not suitable for his peers, and said in a boring voice: "As for me? I am thinking about the boringness of life."
"Then have you thought about the results?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu couldn't figure out what was going on with this child. He just felt that his brain circuit seemed to be different from that of ordinary children, so he became interested and followed his words.
The little boy noticed his gaze, retracted the hand holding his chin, and sighed in an old-fashioned way: "Of course, human beings always like hypocritical forms and don't pay attention to true fate."
"Hypocritical form? True fate?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't understand. This child was quite intelligent. He spoke philosophically and his thoughts jumped very quickly. He rose to the level of destiny in the blink of an eye. He really didn't look like an ordinary child.
The little boy looked at him with disdain, as if he thought Minamoto no Yorimitsu was a bit stupid. He tightened his baggy pants and explained:
"Yes, those college students like this. They come out to hold blind date conferences or go to other art museums or parks in the name of events. It's really boring. I can't even put it down."
"How do you know that college students are here to go on a blind date?"
The topic changed so quickly that Minamoto Yorimitsu almost didn't catch up.
This question is on point. It seems that the child has been holding it in for a long time and no one complained. Someone asked and he was able to talk: "Because my sister is like this. She comes here many times a year and talks to her every time.
People say it’s their first time here and pretend they don’t understand anything, but in fact they are just pretending to be weak.”
He paused for a moment, and then the 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 the school team building, I hurriedly dressed up. Although I usually spoke so rudely, I met a slightly handsome boy and spoke softly. Who would marry me?"
She is really in bad luck!"
Minamoto Norimitsu was speechless for a while. It turns out that true knowledge comes from practice.
This kid is quite philosophical. I didn't expect him to be so good at complaining about others, but it's still quite interesting. It turns out that not all female college students like to be clean.
He had heard a little bit before that not all girls liked to be clean.
It can even be said that some of them are sloppy beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
This kid had a good personality, and he seemed familiar to him. He was not afraid of what Minamoto Yorimitsu would do to him, so the two of them sat on the bench and chatted while looking at the hazy city in the distance.
Rain scene, conversation, mountainside.
In fact, it was quite interesting. Minamoto Yoriko forgot the time while sitting and talked a lot with the children.
When it comes to some philosophical questions, this kid really has a unique perspective, and many of his answers made him think deeply. Perhaps this is the power of childlike innocence.
The two of them talked until the rain gradually subsided.
Until a familiar voice suddenly came from behind the body -
"Yuanjun? Are you here too?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu paused what he had not finished and turned his head to look in the direction of the source of the sound.
Then he saw a familiar figure with half of his body wet.
A feeling of surprise gradually arose in my heart.
"Miyabukuro-kun?"
"What a coincidence?"
Oiyabukuro Chayin smoothed her rain-wet temples around her ears, and stood at the edge of the corridor with an umbrella in her hand. Her pretty face forced a smile: "Yes, what a coincidence."
Of course it's a coincidence.
Can man-made search be an accident?
I held an umbrella and searched half the mountain before I found you!