There was a sticky and warm feeling in the throat.
Yuxian swallowed her saliva, and the cartilage joints danced between her lips.
All I can say is that she is indeed an artistic and neurotic girl, even the way she expresses her love is so... unique.
A normal boy would probably be so panicked that he wouldn't know what to do, and might even push her away, blushing and gasping for air.
But Yu Xian's childishness is obviously not among the normal people.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, stroked her beautiful ponytail, and enjoyed the dangerous and hazy feeling of the Adam's apple on his neck, as if she was about to chew it up and swallow it.
Pleasure, unprecedented pleasure.
Not sexual, but spiritual satisfaction.
You can also learn new words while falling in love, which is great.
Yu Xian is such a good boy who loves to learn.
When she slowly retracted her body, he took out a handkerchief from the inner pocket of his baseball uniform and wiped off the lipstick marks on his neck.
The two held hands and bought two croquettes from the food truck in the park. After eating the croquettes, they went to the bookstore opposite the park to hang out.
As time passed by, Yu Xian had a deeper understanding of her.
Whenever she discovers something new, she is very excited.
At the same time, she would calmly and carefully observe the movements, conversations, expressions, and even the clothes and belongings of the lovers on the roadside one by one.
Hua Niao Fengyue said that this was the first time she fell in love in her life, and she did not fight unprepared battles, so she had to learn more from others. As for the Adam's apple just now, she learned it from a TV series when she was a child. When she was a child, she fantasized about being able to
This is a trick for future boyfriends.
Now that her dream has come true, she is extremely happy.
At the same time, she would open her beautiful eyes wide and record the bustling Tokyo street scenes without mercy. She said this was a scenery she wanted to take back to Hokkaido to show her parents.
"Can you really see it?" Yu Xian asked naively.
"Okay!" Hua Niao Fengyue hugged his arm and smiled.
What can prove this is that when humans stare at an electric light for a moment, and then close their eyes, they can see the image of the electric light appearing under their eyes.
Or you can stare at a luminous object and then move it to a white wall to see the black shadow of the object.
This is called visual afterimage in science, and movies are produced based on this principle.
It is scientifically impossible to bring the scenery of Tokyo back to Hokkaido through the eyes and present it intact.
But from a romantic perspective, there is nothing more romantic than this.
"Will you also show them my images?"
"Of course." Hua Niao Fengyue raised her arms, "Then it will be like a laser, shining on the wall of my house, so that they can see enough!"
Yu Xian was startled by her cuteness. He lowered his head and laughed so hard that his whole body trembled.
"Come back to my place tonight, don't forget, you promised to see the snow scenery of Hokkaido." She said carefully again.
"Hi, hi, got it."
Both of them knew very well about staying overnight tonight.
This is already the third time we have met in private, and we are so familiar that we couldn’t be more familiar.
The first two times, the two people only talked about performance-related things, and there was no holding hands or physical contact, but today, everything happened naturally.
The following things are also on the normal track.
This is love, and it seems to be no different from other people's love. Looking down from the sky, their figures hiding among the lovers are no different from ordinary people.
Why on earth did he agree to her that night?
Among them, in addition to Miyamoto Yukiko's hope that she would find a good wife soon, it is indeed because of her lonely dance.
The Siberian tit performed a mating dance to the Siberian forest cat, and the cat fell in love with the bird. Now that I think about it, it seems like a prophecy.
The two looked at each other on the street, and Hua Niao Fengyue did not look away. She was like a scanner, earnestly and desperately printing his appearance in the mind of Love.
The trees planted on both sides of the commercial street glowed with yellow. When they turned the corner, Huaniaofengyue was attracted by a puppy that walked smoothly. While imitating the dog's walking, he turned around and made childish faces at Yu Xian.
This was the third time today that Yu Xian was teased to tears by her.
He hurried forward and pretended to walk with her.
When he got tired of shopping, he held a cup of milk coffee and sat on a bench in the street. While drinking, he and she pointed at the passers-by.
Look at that afro, it makes me laugh.
Hey, look at the clothes that guy is wearing, they are so fashionable.
My favorite dog is a Pomeranian. Can we get one in the future?
I actually like Akita dogs.
Then let’s raise them together!
Then they went into the Uniqlo store, selected clothes for each other, and showed them to each other like models on a catwalk. After buying all the clothes, they went to the 100-yen store, bought a pair of couple rings, and put them on their hands.
"Would you think it's cheap to use this ring when you get married in the future?"
"It's the right thing to save money to live your life, diamonds are all lies."
They were tired of playing again and sat on the second floor of Starbucks, staring at the big sun.
"I'll take off my mask first and take a sip. This time I'll let you cover for me."
"Follow your orders and you will never be discovered!"
"Pfft." Hua Niao Fengyue laughed and quickly wiped the table with a paper towel.
The waiter came quickly, and the two of them ran away hand in hand. Yuxian said sorry and quickly dropped a five thousand yen note.
They went to the statue of Hachiko, the loyal dog, next to Shibuya Station. Hanazuki Fengzuki took a photo with Hachiko. The corner of her mouth was as big as the Panjshir Gorge with a smile.
"I don't want to raise a Pomeranian anymore, so let's raise an Akita." She wiped her tears, "It will wait for us to come home."
"What about the other one?"
"Change it to a cat!"
Like Fitzgerald and Zelda, they tap danced next to the fountain, with crystal water splashing on her bohemian dress and his white shirt.
They hugged each other in the crystal refracted water, and then held hands, swinging their arms like kindergarten children. They chose a place to have lunch. They had different opinions, but they tolerated each other because of their differences. They were harmonious.
He picked up the invisible knife and killed the unromantic things inch by inch.
They entered a fruit shop and dealt with it briefly. That was because Hua Niao Fengyue said that he would personally cook a feast for him in the evening.
He sat on a chair made of vines and looked at the slender backs of Huaniao Fengyue taking orders at the front desk.
There has never been such a leisurely time, and the white clouds outside the window have also slowed down. There is no transfer of power, no burden on me, no urging from Yuan and Yilong, and no annoying performances.
Yes, there is nothing left, and there is no need to put anything in your heart.
Some are just the warm lives of ordinary people day after day.
He has been looking forward to this kind of life for too long, smiling happily in the sunshine.
"It's too late, so slow." Yu Xian said naively.
"It's time-consuming to harvest fruit, so come and open your mouth."
"Ah, I don't want to eat the fruit, I want to drink your share."
"There's really nothing I can do about you, Fujii-kun."
Hua Niao Fengyue put the half-drunk glutinous rice ball soup into his mouth.
They sat in a shop shaded by flowers, risking discovery, and tasted the food nervously.
"There is a feeling of exposure." She blinked.
"Is it the same when wearing a dance jumpsuit?"
"Yeah, I'm just used to it."
"Does it reach the buttocks or the lower abdomen? What about the zipper?"
"Actually from behind, but the buttocks will be exposed."
"The audience will see it, right?"
"You've got it wrong. We will wear white safety pants underneath, reaching the top of our thighs."
"If you plan to quit the entertainment industry in the future, what will you do?"
"Will I take you with me?"
"What do you think?"
"If I take you, I will be my husband and godson."
"If I don't take you with me, I'll just live alone. Maybe I'll find a girl to get married with."
"I will not allow you to leave me."
"Look what you said, it's just like acting in a TV series, hehe."
"Um, Yuxian-kun, can you perform it again?"
"What?"
"It's 'I won't allow you to leave me', in a more domineering tone."
"I won't allow it! You! Leave me!"
"Hehehe." She smiled wildly.
He leaned over and kissed her forehead.
"Who is Cosette?" Hua Niao Fengyue stirred the fruit, "Which book is it in?"
"Les Misérables."
"How could I be like her?"
"'Everyone says she is a lark, but she never sings.' Cosette is just like you, innocent and pure, pursuing love bravely."
"This sounds so innocent. Isn't Fujii-kun pursuing me too?" She pretended to be aggrieved.
"I am Marius."
"They are extremely chaste, extremely innocent, and their hearts are filled with heavenly happiness. Although they are human lovers, they are more like heavenly beings. They are pure, loyal, ecstatic, and radiant. They look at each other, holding hands, and are close to each other.
There is something between them that has never been crossed, but the time has not come yet.』
"Let's go cross that thing." Hua Niao Fengyue put on a white mask.
Under the mask, her cheeks were red and beautiful.
"Oh, by the way, regarding the finals, I will let you be my backup dancer, is that okay?" Yu Xian said naively.
"Have you finished the song for the finals?"
"Well, that's right."
"What's your name?" she asked.
Yu Xian smiled naively and picked up a "lemon" from the shelf and placed it in the palm of her hand.
They paid the money, held the lemon, and walked to the end of the commercial street.
Hua Niao Fengyue bought a bunch of ingredients, and they each carried half of them.
"Want to buy a drink?"
"I don't think drinking is good."
"It doesn't matter, we are free."
So, when she was paying again, she picked another delicate box and put it into the bag with a blushing face. Yu Xian pretended not to see it and turned to look at the scenery.
Getting closer, getting closer.
Do you hear that, Cosette? Cosette dancing in the moonlight?
"If Cosette had met the love of an indiscreet and loose man at this juncture of her life, her life would have been over."
"The streets of Tokyo are really twisted and twisted," said Hanatori Fugetsu.
"Yes." Yuxian nodded naively.
"If the satellite map of Kyoto is like a Go board, then Tokyo is like Shogi, right?"
"Correct, perfect description."
In a grocery store passing by, Hua Niao Fengyue bought a large wooden top. What she wanted was not the top, but the braided hemp rope used to wrap the top.
"This way, there will be no suspicion." Hua Niao Fengyue said softly.
"As expected of you."
"As expected of me."
"Kiss?"
"Can I refill it when I get home?"
...
The two of them bought two bottles of water at the convenience store downstairs, and then came out of the east exit of the station. They didn't go far, and they saw a dormitory hidden among the grass and trees. In front of it was a small open space playground, with dancing girls.
The girls in the club are doing evening running training on the playground.
When the two people left the station, they naturally separated their hands and walked side by side.
Suzuki Shiratori, who was wearing shorts and a shirt, saw the two of them and waved his arms loudly: "Are you back?"
She ran over quickly, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and bowed slightly: "Thank you for the hard training."
"Where." Hua Niao Fengyue waved her hands in embarrassment.
The two people unanimously said that they went to the Tokyo University Art Training Ground to train. If people from the University of Tokyo asked, they would say that they trained at the venue in Hokkaido.
"This is a gift for you." Hanatori Fengyue handed one of the bags to Suzuki Shiratori's hand, "Let's share it with everyone."
Inside are all kinds of beautiful little jewelry, which Yuxian picked out.
Suzuki Shiratori took it and ran over happily. Soon the girls cheered and they jumped happily, their legs dazzlingly white.
Hua Niao Feng Yue grabbed Yu Xian Zhisheng and pulled him up.
"I didn't look."
"Don't bring it upon yourself."
The two climbed up to the fifth floor, and Hua Niao Fengyue opened the key and entered the room.
This is a six-story room with a wooden floor, and the pots on the windows are well taken care of.
There is a doll on the bed.
When Yu Xian was born for the first time, Hua Niao Feng Yue told him that the name of the doll was Bambi, which had no meaning. He just called it that because he wanted to.
"Is the meaning of it being meaningless?"
"Yes."
This is not the first time he has come here. He sent her home after training a few days ago and left only after eating the dinner she cooked.
To be honest, the food she cooks tastes very good, and she can cook exactly the same food that appears in TV commercials.
Hua Niao Fengyue said that when she was a child, she often waited at home alone for her parents, and over time she learned to cook by herself. This was a progressive way for her to fight against loneliness.
"You should rest first, I will start cooking now."
Hua Niao Fengyue took out a ribbon to tie her hair from her skirt pocket, put up a high and elegant ponytail, and got busy in the simple kitchen.
The smell of cooking fireworks slowly drifted out from the green windows covered with ivy.
Yuxian touched the head of the Bambi doll, avoided the underwear and stockings scattered on the bed, and lay down on the soft bed.
He lay on the pillow, never having imagined that the girl's bed had such a wonderful fragrance, as if he was holding a fragrant and warm cloud in his arms.
On the simple clothes hanger on the side, there are underwear of various colors, lace, cotton, solid color, a dazzling array, and disposable underwear used to pad sanitary napkins during special times... He has never thought about girls'
Underwear can come in so many different styles, but his underwear only has Doraemon, and it’s still Doraemon.
The room was filled with the aroma of coffee beans, mixed with the meat aroma of takoyaki.
Yuxian Zhisheng slowly sat up and looked at her busy back.
That back figure was once stubborn and strong, but now it was captured by him and turned into a soft and delicate shadow.
Love in the entertainment industry is actually like this. Both parties are satisfied with each other and help each other. The most important thing is that it will not affect each other's careers.
Although Hanatori Fengyue has an attitude of 'nothing matters as long as it's you', he is not bold enough to reveal the truth. Usually in front of the students, the two of them get along with each other as good buddies, and even Kurobutong does not
Finding the abnormality, she was very envious of Hua Niao Fengyue's dancing skills, so she studied hard and diligently, and often gave her some expensive jewelry to make Hua Niao Fengyue trust Yu Xian's childishness more.
"Underground love." Yuxian Zhisheng sighed in his heart.
He doesn't plan to go back tonight. He will fly to Osaka tomorrow and won't be able to see him for a few days.
Anyway, if he was caught by Yuan and Yilong, he wouldn't worry. Huatiao Fengyue's lesbian identity was the best cover. Besides, it was impossible for the Yuan family to send someone to follow him.
The room was filled with water vapor, and the window glass was wet with moisture, making it blurry. Tokyo is a city that loves to rain. At this time, it started to drizzle again, and the girls on the playground were still running.
When the rice was ready, flowers, birds, wind and moon were brought to him, and wine was poured for him.
Yu Xian drew the damp curtains, blocking contact with the world outside the window. In this infinite distance, no light from the outside could penetrate, and the honking of car horns could not be heard.
A small world for two, a wonderful new experience in life.
...
"The child hasn't come out yet?" Yuan and Yilong lit a cigarette.
A hundred meters away from the residential area, an old Santana sedan was parked.
A car was filled with six thrones, and the ghost was as tall as a mountain, squeezing the rat in the back seat until his face was twisted and pressed against the window glass.
"Stop squeezing, I'm going to lose my face." Rat groaned.
Shushu, I'm really going to be angry! He really wanted to scream like that, but the ghost moved his butt and pressed him against the glass again - ugh.
"He closed the curtains." Li said with a half-smile, playing with the steel card in his hand, "In order to track him, you used six thrones at once. Yilong, you really didn't even want to die."
"We should be discussing the group dance in the semi-finals. Group performances are really difficult, and the pressure on young people is huge." Yin comforted her softly.
"But it's already nine o'clock in the evening." Yuan Heyilong exhaled blue smoke rings, expressionless.
The rain outside the car window is getting heavier and heavier.
They had been following Yu Xing's child for a whole day, but to no avail. They underestimated Yu Xing's mastery of the map. He shuttled back and forth in the dense Tokyo subway, and soon lost sight of him.
Yin made up and transformed into an ordinary Japanese woman. She followed him all the way and watched him go to a bathroom in the subway. After waiting for a long time, he didn't even show up before he realized that he had lost her.
"Did he guess that we would follow him?" Rat struggled to ask after suffering for a day.
"No, he trusts me. He wants to get rid of the paparazzi." Yuan He Yilong said softly.
"Staying in the girl's room so late, could it be that..." An ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of Li's mouth.
"Could it be that they have to discuss it all night?" Chun said simply.
"I feel so distressed, I cried to death." Yin Yang said angrily.
Li Yong looked back at Chun with the same look he looked at the silly woman.
"Just go upstairs and take a look. Maybe they are practicing dancing." The ghost said, "I'll go and break the door open."
"Please, we are not stealing!" Yuan Heyilong slapped the steering wheel hard.
"Ah, it's out!" Li Dasheng said.
The car glass was suddenly crowded with six faces. They watched Yu Xian throw a bag of garbage downstairs and run upstairs again.
"He went back again." Li said.
"Ah, he's out again!" Li shouted.
Then they watched Yu Xian return to the trash can, re-sort the trash, and then go upstairs again.
"Ah, he's back again." Li said.
"I just checked the information and it turns out that lesbian women hate men very much. If it weren't for cooperation, Hua Niao Fengyue would not have physical contact with the child," Rat said.
"Really?" Yuan and Yilong seemed to have caught the last light.
He was really scared. He was afraid that they were practicing dancing on the bed. As soon as he opened the door, the boy threw the quilt over him and shouted, "Oh, what are you doing? I'm learning to dance!"
Yuan and Yilong shook this horrific scene out of their minds.
...
"Yu Xianjun, have you seen the snow scene?"
Hua Niao Feng Yue lay on the table, letting Yu Xian Zhisheng observe her eyes carefully.
Of course I didn't see the snowy scenery of Hokkaido, but I did see her eyes as moist as the thawing lake in early spring, and the slight whirring sound in her throat when she was quietly holding her breath.
He came closer and said, "Let's dance."
"Okay." Hua Niao Fengyue nodded gently.
Yuxian put the cassette he bought into the portable player and pressed the button.
He held Hua Niao Feng Yue in his arms and felt her warm back with his palms.
The hair on her neck exudes fragrance, and the palms of her hands are close to his.
Music flowed slowly in the six-story room.
They tangoed on the floor, they waltzed in the kitchen, they danced Latin in the tiny bathroom, they kicked off their shoes and danced the cha cha cha.
Like Marcelo and Claudia in the 1963 movie "Eight and a Half," they danced a black and white twist and smiled mischievously at each other.
They danced this and that, and their bodies seemed to blend together.
They are like magic red shoes, tireless.
Until they were exhausted, fell on the bed, and slowly fell asleep.
...
"Stop talking, close your eyes and listen quietly." Yuan and Yilong said.
On a quiet rainy night, the light and shadow shine on the wet ground.
They approached with umbrellas and stood downstairs, catching the subtle sounds from upstairs.
"Isn't that the soundtrack from "Eight and a Half Parts"?" Yin raised his eyebrows, "They are actually dancing?"
"Sure enough, they are practicing dancing." Yuan and Yilong breathed a sigh of relief, "I made the mistake of blaming Zhisheng. Let's buy him a gift tomorrow."
"Let's go, don't disturb their training, let's go back." He waved and lit another cigarette.
"You really love him. I feel closer to him than your biological sister." Li said.
"I'm sorry for my sister. I can't be sorry for anyone anymore." Yuan and Yilong were sitting in the cab. "I love him for the sake of the eldest lady. I will take this as a bastard."
He blew out the cigarette butt and whistled.
The car slipped away through the night, but there was no joy in his eyes.
He actually understands everything, but he just doesn't want to face it.
...
At one o'clock in the morning, Yu Xian was sleeping soundly on the bed, and the touch of the 95-foot steel ring was still on his palms.
The flowers, birds, wind and moon did not disturb him, he got out of bed lightly, and wrote in his diary: "From today on, I am the happiest girl, and I will take good care of him for the rest of my life."
"but."
"But who is Miyamoto Yukiko he keeps talking about in his sleep?"
Yuxian turned over again on the bed, and the rain pounded on the window. He slept soundly on this soft bed.
In the dream, he dreamed of Xuezi, and he happily pulled Huaniaofengyue in front of her. Look, I found a wonderful girlfriend. Now you can rest assured!
Then in the dream, Yukiko Miyamoto cooked for them, and they ate very deliciously.
Next, comes the wedding.
Yuxian Zhisheng said to the two of them, ah, fuck that bullshit power. Whoever wants to be a shadow can go. Whoever wants to inherit the literary club can go. I don't want it. I've had enough of playing around. The game is over.
Finally, we moved abroad and lived quietly like this from now on.
He suddenly heard crying. It was not Miyamoto Yukiko or flowers, birds and wind and moon, but thousands of low wailing sounds.
Corresponding to reality, it was the sound of rain outside the window.
The sound of rain in the old world.
...
After breakfast, we flew to Osaka.
The news that junior students Yuzuru was coming to the school to select the semi-final group performers caused a sensation in the entire Yaesu Girls' High School.
It was drizzling, and at six o'clock in the morning, the school gate was already crowded with girls.
Xia Chuan Haiyue, the anti-fan leader, was the first to start, and his chicken feet were completely exposed.
She held a transparent umbrella and had a smile as big as the Panjshir Canyon.
