MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo-Chapter 196 : 1st person singular

Hi, hello wow, my name is Kaguo Fengyue. I live at 16-2, 3rd Avenue, 2nd District, Asahikawa-cho, Kamikawa-gun, Hokkaido. This is an old house that existed during the Meiji Restoration era. Settled in the mother's belly, and then smoothly drilled out of her belly.

It has something to do with a legend.

This matter is quite strange. As for whether it is true or false, can you please judge?

I heard, I just heard, on the day I was born, birds of various colors flew from the Xiaodongye Forest in Asahikawa, and ate the rice that was dried on the empty field in our house. Mother It's all your fault for saying this, you are the queen of birds, you came to the world through my stomach, they are angry!

I thought, you can't blame me, because they flew again in the following years, and they still ate up the rice sent by my uncle. I stared at them in the empty field, but they never paid attention to me.

When I ran, they flew up and screamed angrily. As soon as I stopped, they rushed over, stopped everywhere on my body, and lightly pecked at the palm of my hand. For the first time, I knew the word love, and I thought happily. To cry out.

Miss? Ah, ah, ah, not a lady at all.

Both of my parents are in the fishing industry, and they often go out to sea to fish. I can often see the backs of them carrying the cargo boxes when it is still dark when I stand on the second floor. The morning light is greeted by the whistle of ascending and descending ships At dawn, the white sails are blown by the sea breeze, and in the evening, the dandan morning glow dyes the top of the sails red, but because they have to sell the fresh fish of the day, they often come back late at night.

After coming back, my father would drink, and my mother would make him bed sheets while nagging. Air-dried yogurt is the cheapest and best appetizer. My mother would accompany my father to drink for a while. Whenever my father was drunk, he would call me. Pulled out of the quilt, can we really give birth to this kind of daughter?

My mother laughed and I didn't know why. I wasn't sleepy at all. When they went out, I stared at the window in a daze. After school time, I went to school. After finishing my homework, I continued to stand by the window. With his chin in a daze, the wind blowing from the sea remains unchanged.

I also have friends. The flowers, grass, trees, and wood in the yard, the clouds and clouds in the sky, the sea and wind in the distance, and the dogs and cats on the street. These are my friends, so I rarely make friends in school. friend.

I can hear them talking to me, and I'm talking to them, although it seems to you that I'm probably talking to myself, as it is now.

"Would it be funny if you saw it? Yes."

(All of the above are crossed out, stabbed, tickled, tickled.)

"How can I write it better?"

I looked in the mirror and thought, the face in the mirror was already blushing.

When I just woke up, I didn't put on Meitong or glasses for reading. My face in the mirror looked a little blurry. It was gray in the morning, as if it was like this every day, which set off the redness in the mirror.

I stood up and leaned out. The sky was raining lightly, and the girls were walking to the training room with umbrellas. After the two-hour morning practice, we would go to the venue each other had drawn.

I opened the suitcase and put on my favorite petticoat I brought from home. At the edge, about three centimeters from the waist to the navel, there was a small white rose embroidered there. The purchased chiffon blouse, this little rose is invisible, only when the dance moves are particularly large, it is possible to be discovered by the audience.

This is my little secret, no one will know, and I am a little proud of it.

I especially want to wear this dress today, with the gray of the sky.

Because for me, the huge emptiness and pessimism that used to be in the early morning has completely dissipated, and all kinds of regrets and regrets have also become a thing of the past.

And from now on, every day is the same happy day, happiness has visited my heart and promised to be a long guest, and my blood dances with it.

I can't help but stoop on the bed excitedly and pick up Bambi, my doll cat that I talk to every day when I come back.

Some time ago it was always wet and snoring, probably holding it after falling asleep and shed a lot of tears, but when I woke up, I didn't know anything about it. I wasn't sure, so I woke up and held my breath hard until my throat was out of breath. , My eyes were bloodshot, and I didn't hold back tears. Maybe I really wouldn't cry, or maybe I just didn't want to cry during the day.

Recalling the last time I shed tears, it was the year when my uncle died. The rice was never covered in the empty field again. The Xiaodongye forest was cut down. The birds never flew again. I thought they didn't want me anymore, so I cried. .

I looked at Bambi's plastic black eyes, where I saw my own eyes, with clouds in them, and countless birds of Mohu flying, a reflection of the past.

My mother once said that people's eyes can store the sights they see, and I believed them to be true, so I tried my best to write down their appearances, thinking that one day, the most important people in my life will see them.

There are also those flowers and plants, sea sails, small town streets where cats run around... All the beauty in the world, I want him to see, as long as he looks into my eyes, he can see it clearly.

Until then, I will hold my breath, not disturb him, and let him have a good time.

Is it you, will it be you?

The well-pressed Dongda school uniform and the camphor school badge flashing on the chest on the left side, I nervously pushed open the door and saw you smiling, scratching your head uneasily, and then bowing your head and saying something to the samurai sitting next to you.

Then you look at me.

"Ah, here it is." You stood up and walked over.

I don't look like a thirteen-year-old boy at all. I'm sixteen years old, three years older than you, but I stretch out my hand nervously like a primary school student, as if I've lost my homework.

"Hello, Yu Xianjun." I whispered.

"Finally meet." Your hand is in mine.

I suddenly want to laugh, you give me the feeling of an old cadre, with upright etiquette and meticulous conversation, but when you laugh, you are a child again, innocent and funny child, let me Think of the group of children chasing kites in the summer.

I hold your hand. It is more delicate than a girl's hand. It is not milk or cream, but jade. Please believe that when I regained the courage to write this diary, which may be seen by you in the future, I never read it in the bookstore. Mary Sue's mood. I can't help but want to warm this hand, I crave the feeling of being slightly cool yet warm.

Huh, can you describe it?

Hmm...give me three seconds to think, oh yes! It is the feeling of being able to sleep for a few hours after covering a quilt with a suitable temperature on a cold autumn morning!

"Please sit down." You stretched out your hand and said to me, turning back to a veteran cadre.

That burly but muscular samurai was smoking, it was scary. A man with long and narrow eyes next to him looked a little crazy, and a cute panda was eating ice cream.

The hands of the Fujii family were dripping with blood, and the boy next to him had a swollen face like a pig's head.

I saw them at the Hokkaido No. 1 Art Academy, where there were a lot of well-dressed girls, getting into their Lexus cars and not coming back for days and nights.

I was afraid, so I approached Yu Xianjun's body. You are negotiating terms with the other party, but it should not be considered as negotiating terms, because no matter what you say, the other party just nods desperately and obediently.

What you said, I don't remember anything, the only thing I remember is the smell on your body is good, not shampoo or soap, but a vague body odor.

"The contract is terminated, and the relationship with the academy is terminated." You stretched out your hand again, and I quickly stretched out my hand, "From today, you are free."

I got up and left, and the neurotic man took me off the elevator. I didn't hear what he said.

I signed on his arm in a panic, then put on a white navy cap, and the machine raised my hand to get a taxi.

What happened to me today, I don't know.

Maybe something like spring, or the lush rose fields at the end of the Cuiye River? Is it the heavy snow in Hokkaido from November to March next year? Or the eternal wind of the childhood window?

The bustling crowd passed before my eyes, like an accelerated shot in a movie, it wasn't him, it wasn't him, no one was him, and my body trembled slightly.

......

"Fengyuejiang, are you ready to go!"

"Come on!" I covered my notebook and quickly started putting on makeup.

Today's diary is written wherever I think of it, it may be a bit messy.

But can you forgive me? thank you very much!

Today I am performing at the same venue as you, and Lu Huoqing, I feel so lucky, I am already yours, and I will never lose face for you!

I chose the most exquisite dance makeup, tucked my blouse into my waist, and raised a high ponytail with colorful ribbons. I'm going to the competition. I said to the potted plants in the dormitory, I'm going to the competition. The necklace my mother gave me said, everyone should cheer for me, and please bless him too.

"Don't peek at the diary," I finally said to Bambi, and patted its head again.

......

At 6 o'clock in the evening, JR East Japan Four Seasons Theater.

"These foreign media can really make a fool of themselves." Sawano Kazuki who was parked in front said with a kind smile, "This is still the headline of animal protection in the Washington Post."

"What's wrong?" Yu Xianzhisheng asked, opening his eyes.

"The news said that a wildlife photographer found a cat in love with a bird in Siberia. The winter in Siberia is long and cold, which is equivalent to Hokkaido in Japan. Every winter, the Siberian forest cat will store food in advance, while the Siberian forest will store food in advance. Tit is the most common food in their diet, and although Siberians are gentle and charming, is it possible to fall in love between species?"

"How could the cat fall in love with that bird?" Yu Xianzhi shrugged.

"I heard that the female **** performed the courtship dance for the cat." Kazuki Sawano said, "The Siberian cat is very affectionate and will only fall in love with another cat in her life, but now she is in love with a bird, Protect it from being snatched by other cats."

"It's quite romantic. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Yu Xianzhi said, "If it's true."

Several people carrying fireworks cannons passed in front of the car, talking and laughing, attracting Sawano Kazuki's attention away.

"Why are there still people setting off fireworks? It's still in Central Park. Didn't the Cherry Blossom Festival end a few days ago?"

Yu Xianzhi pretended to be stupid.

If Yuan and Yilong's reward points really spread across all major districts and counties in Japan, then this scene should appear in more than one place on Japanese soil.

"I won't get out of the car, I have to wait for someone." Yu Xianzhi said.

"Wait for who?"

"Hokkaido's Flowers, Birds and Moons."

Sawano Kazuki "Huh? ' With a sigh, he turned his head: "How did you know her?"

"Secret." Yu Xianzhi smiled, "Or you can ask the Siberian tit."