Rebirth: Japanese investor

  Chapter 194 Half Sugarism

  Natsui Makoto is immersed in the pink bubble of love. The whole person feels not only the sweetness in the heart, but also the sweetness from head to toe.

   She was busy in the kitchen alone, cooking some dishes, all of which Masayoshi Kishimoto loved to eat on weekdays. As for whether he likes it or not, it has become completely unimportant, as long as he likes it.

   Before they sat at the dinner table face to face, Masaru Kishimoto found red wine, a crystal gooseneck bottle, a corkscrew, a tulip wine glass, and a whole set of things to drink red wine.

He opened the red wine bottle with his own hands, first poured the pomegranate red wine into the crystal gooseneck bottle to sober up the wine, then removed the wooden stopper from the corkscrew, and threw the empty wine bottle into the trash can at home. go.

  Two bowls and chopsticks are placed on each side, and each is equipped with a tulip red wine glass. The crystal gooseneck bottle with red wine was placed on the left side of the dining table.

  Natsui Makoto shouted to serve the dishes outside, then Masayoshi Kishimoto would bring the dishes from the stove in the open kitchen to the dining table.

  The tacit division of labor and cooperation between the two people is like thousands of ordinary young couples living a plain and real life.

  In the bland and recurring daily life, Masayoshi Kishimoto has created a little romance and a little sentiment that only belongs to their world.

   He really enjoys this special feeling between men and women. He adheres to a kind of semi-sugarism. This gives the impression that it is neither too sweet nor too greasy, but just right, quite a little different than the newlyweds.

   Masayoshi Kishimoto is well aware that couples who are tired of being together for a long time will gradually change from the initial passionate love to all kinds of small frictions, small conflicts, and small conflicts.

   Couples who do not quarrel simply do not exist in this world. If the relationship is handled well, you can get through it. On the contrary, when negative emotions accumulate to a critical point, they will break out completely, which will cause labor and swallows to fly apart and go their separate ways.

After all the dishes were on the table, Natsui Makoto untied the white lace apron on her body and put it where it should be. Then, she was able to take a seat in the position she was used to.

   "Darling, you've worked hard." Masaru Kishimoto picked up the crystal gooseneck bottle with his own hands, poured a third of it into her empty glass, and then poured a third of it into his own. He smiled at her with a smile on his face, and said softly.

   "It's right and wrong." Xia Jingzhenqin blurted out and made her debut.

"Where do I have it? I'm a friend of women, and I can't stand the machismo of some Japanese men. They can turn a blind eye, hear and don't hear your women's hard work in front of the stove." Masayoshi Kishimoto poured the red wine , while putting down the crystal gooseneck bottle in his hand, he sat down and said.

   "Liar. It's been so long since I moved in, and I don't know you still have these things at home. You know life well!" Natsui Makoto reached out and picked up the tulip-shaped red wine glass in front of him and smiled at him.

   "Are you doubting me?" Kishimoto said calmly.

   "What do you think?" Xia Jingzhenqin pursed her lips and asked back with a smile.

   "Okay! I admit that I am romantic, but not indecent. I am passionate, but not promiscuous. Many men try to trick a woman into going to bed, and I am not like them." Kishimoto Masayoshi plausibly said.

   "Meaning you are better than them?" Xia Jingzhenqin swayed the red wine glass gently with her right hand.

   Kishimoto Masayoshi winked at her and said, "I'm okay, don't you know?"

   "I don't know." Xia Jingzhenqin responded with a sweet smile.

   Kishimoto Masayoshi lightly hammered his chest with his right fist and said, "Your words stabbed into me like a sharp knife."

  Natsui Makoto first blurted out a "Let's come", and then suddenly thoughtfully said, "I never thought that I would find a rich boyfriend."

   "But, you found it. It's not me that brought you any insecurities, right?" Kishimoto Masayoshi took the initiative to pierce the thin layer of window paper in her heart.

   "In terms of appearance, figure, connotation, talent, etc., I am too ordinary and ordinary. A successful and rich man like you can absolutely find a better woman than me.

  Then why do you have to choose me? Not to play with my feelings, right? "Xia Jingzhenqin took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and summoned the courage to say the answer that he always wanted him to tell him himself.

   "Murphy's Law, if there are two or more ways to do something, and one of the ways to choose will lead to disaster, someone has to make that choice.

The bottom line of    is that if there is a chance that things will go bad, no matter how small the chance, it will happen. Putting it on you is that the more you think about me in the wrong direction, the more you will prevent things from happening that you least want to see happen. "

   Kishimoto Masayoshi didn't say "How come? I love you" and other superficial words. Of course, he is not a dead pervert.

   He inadvertently remembered the 2018 Korean film "Burning", which was adapted from the Japanese writer Haruki Murakami's short story "Burning the Barn" and combined with the American writer William Faulkner's short story "Burning the Horse Shed".

  A young **** in the movie, handsome, mature, rich, the embodiment of capital, drives a Porsche. He has a strange habit of burning plastic greenhouses, every once in a while, those greenhouses that no one cares about.

   And the plastic greenhouses that no one cared about in his mouth were young women from the middle and lower classes. He would use his advantage to lure one every once in a while, then kill her and collect a trinket from her to store in a drawer at home as a trophy.

Apart from being not handsome, he has too much in common with the characters created in such a movie. He is mature and rich, and he is the embodiment of capital. There is always his Porsche in the garage downstairs. 911.

   Just above the Cannes Film Festival in the same year, it was Hirokazu-eda's "The Thief Family" that won the Palme d'Or.

   He paused deliberately when he thought of this, and then continued: "Perhaps, I am not only trying to play with your feelings, but also to fill the emptiness in my heart.

   kills you, and it will not be easily suspected by the outside world. An ordinary and ordinary girl like you who went to Beijing alone to work hard, even if she disappeared, no one would care.

  When a rich man tells a girl like you that you are the most special and unique thing he has ever seen in this world, you have to pay more attention. "

   (end of this chapter)