The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

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There were not many tourists on Monday. The two took the cable car to the top of Mount Tsukuba. Yesterday’s performance camp had been cleaned up. Gen and Ichiryu and Gen and Taiho drove away. Yuzuru took one look and Withdrew his gaze.

Looking from the top of the mountain, at the foot of the mountain is a small town in a clear weather. Houses are lined up row upon row. The mountains and plains are covered with green scenery. Flowers are vying for beauty. People walking on the streets of the town are as small as various tiny pixels in the fluorescent tubes of a TV. color.

The lake reflects the beautiful scenery, and cherry blossoms fall on the water.

Mount Fuji in the distance is hidden in the clouds and mist, and white snowdrifts pile up from halfway up the mountain.

"Like chocolate ice cream." Yukiko Miyamoto said.

"It's still a huge portion." Yu Xian said naively.

"I can't finish it by myself."

"So we need two people." Yu Xian said naively.

Miyamoto Yukiko smiled softly and held his hand tightly. The two of them were holding hands along the way.

Although they are separated by many years, they seem to have known each other for a long time. Their warm palms are tightly attached to each other. The palms will sweat, so the sweat is also mixed together. Sweat is composed of sodium, potassium, phosphorus and other chemical substances and water. These substances come from living, breathing, and sleeping, so they are also blended together.

After crossing the crowded mountain road, the two of them had dinner at a restaurant. The owner boasted that it was fresh fish fished out of the lake. Yu Xian took a few bites and thought it was ordinary.

But he bought Yukiko a piece of chocolate ice cream. Miyamoto Yukiko took one bite and thought it tasted good. She scooped up a big spoonful of the second bite and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Mount Fuji was eaten by us!"

"Oh ho!"

The two deliberately made monster noises.

Will Ultraman come?

Even if you come here, seeing these two cute monsters will definitely make them eat Mount Fuji.

'Sure enough, the reason why the monster was beaten was not only for destroying the earth, but also because it was not cute enough. ’

After lunch, it was already afternoon. The mountains were high and the view was far away. The huge sun wheel was slowly falling along the mountains. There were more and more vehicles in the streets at the foot of the mountains.

Groups of students ran down the road, girls riding bicycles vigorously climbed the slopes, and boys watched from behind and shouted cheers, and cherry blossoms fell on their heads.

There were few tourists all the way from the hotel to Chuzenji Temple, and it took ten minutes to arrive.

In the first year of Meiji, Japan established Shinto as the state religion, and Buddhism declined. Temples were destroyed one after another in various places, and Chuzenji Temple was also destroyed. It was not completely renovated until modern times.

The temple enshrines two great gods, Yin Zangnuo Zun on the male body peak and Yin Zangran Zun on the female body peak. Most of the people who come to visit are couples, who believe that these two great gods can bring the consummation of love.

The two wrote their wishes on the wooden signs they bought and hung them on the branches of the temple.

"Children, what are you writing about?" Yukiko Miyamoto asked as they walked on the path of the temple.

"Be with you for the rest of my life."

"Didn't I tell you this many times at home?"

"It doesn't hurt to say it before the gods, what about you?"

"I hope you can marry a good girl and have many children, and I will help you raise them."

"They are all good wishes." Yu Xian smiled childishly.

"At that time, I won't be the one accompanying you." Yukiko Miyamoto picked up a strand of hair that was hanging down, lowered her head and twisted it around her fingertips. She felt it was too girly, so she slowly put it down.

The two found a balcony. Yu Xian was sitting on a long wooden stool, and Miyamoto Yukiko was sitting on a stone. The lush flowers around her were competing for her beauty, but the flowers could not steal her limelight. The wind blew against the charming person, and Yu Xian took out his SLR camera from his schoolbag to record her beauty.

No click save.

This photo, like all the photos before today, was stacked into his heart and landed on the soft top layer of his heart, becoming eternity layer by layer.

The setting sun dyed the lake surface red. The lake water rippled in the direction of Nanti Mountain, and the green woods surged with rolling waves.

Under the mutual reflection, it is hard to tell which is the lake and which is the forest.

"So tired, but so happy." Yukiko Miyamoto said softly to the sunset.

The setting sun illuminated her child's eyes like a lone lamp, and the sky was dyed red. The world was getting darker a little bit, and the light gradually turned purple. At some point, dimness appeared in the retina, and the sky became completely dark.

Mount Tsukuba changes color from blue to green to purple due to sunlight, so it is called the Purple Peak. Hundreds of years ago, Gon Taifu learned the method of making colored silk from the real immortals in Tsukuba Mountain, probably borrowing the wonders of Tsukuba Mountain.

"My love for you is like a spring in Tsukuba Mountain, which will eventually become a deep abyss after nine days of hard work."

Yu Xian naively recited the Japanese song carved on the stone a hundred years ago.

"It would be great to stay like this forever." Before leaving, Miyamoto Yukiko said lovingly.

As the night gets darker, thousands of lights light up at the foot of the mountain, and the outline of the Tokyo Building gradually disappears into the night. Only the tiny shimmer of the Tokyo Sky Tree can be seen.

The two held hands and took the cable car down the mountain, waiting for the bus at Morimachi Station.

The wind in Chiba Prefecture blows far away.

The sea lapped silently, and a string of street lights lit up the shoreline.

"Xuezi, do you think fish in the deep sea feel lonely?"

"lonely?"

"Yes, they don't know when they will be born, and they don't know when they will die. Just like that, they wander around all day long until they turn into ashes in the universe." Yu Xian said to the sea breeze.

"Yes, they will definitely be lonely." Yukiko Miyamoto said, "But it's not completely lonely. I think they are very happy."

"Where is happiness?" Yu Xian looked up at her.

"They can embrace water every day." Miyamoto Yukiko said, "They live in water and die in water, and they will never be separated for their entire lives."

"Yukiko."

"What's the matter?"

"You just said something truly remarkable."

Miyamoto Yukiko said it was nothing, and then smiled shyly.

On the way back to the hotel, Yuxian noticed a beautiful stone and put it in his pocket.

After dinner, Yukiko Miyamoto went to take a shower.

Yu Xian took out the stone from his pocket, held it up to the moon in the mountain, and compared the shapes.

"Children, what are you doing?" Miyamoto Yukiko walked out wearing a thin yukata, wiping her wet hair, and her whole body was filled with fragrant heat.

"Xuezi, come here and take a look." Yu Xian said innocently.

Miyamoto Yukiko leaned over and looked at the beautiful moon arch-shaped stone piece in his hand.

Across a long distance, the small stone piece met the moon, filling in the missing parts of the moon.

"It's so magical." Yukiko Miyamoto said in surprise, "Did you know that they could overlap?"

"I don't know, that's why I picked it up and gave it a try." Yu Xian said naively.

"I thought you picked it up because you thought it was pretty."

"No matter how beautiful things are, if they don't match each other, why should we cherish them?" Yu Xian said naively.

He handed the stone piece into Miyamoto Yukiko's hand, took his yukata and took a bath.

Miyamoto Yukiko gently placed the stone piece in the palm of her hand, looked at the light for a while, then took out a handkerchief to wrap it up, and happily put it in her bag.

After taking a bath, the two people lay on the bed in their bathrobes, looked at each other sideways, and then hugged each other.

Before hugging, Miyamoto Yukiko said again, "Am I dreaming?"

'Am I dreaming?' 'Am I dreaming?', she has been saying these words along the way today. Perhaps this hard-won meeting was too sudden, and she was not mentally prepared until she took the feather string. Childish hands, she didn't say these words anymore.

It's the same now. When the two hug each other and feel each other's true body temperature, she no longer says that, and there is calm joy in her warm eyes.

"Yukiko."

"Um?"

"You said in your letter that you miss me very much. But why do you always hang up the phone after a while when I call you?" Yu Xian asked softly.

"That's because the phone bill is very expensive." Xuezi's cheeks turned red.

She is not a good liar. A woman who has been surrounded by love and tenderness since childhood cannot learn to lie.

"Please tell me why."

Yu Xian looked at her blushing cheeks. He didn't doubt that Xuezi missed him, but he didn't understand why she did that. After all, the phone call was the only way for the two of them to solve their missing.

"Well...it's just because I miss you so much."

"Shouldn't you want to hear my voice more?"

"Of course I want to hear it, but I'm also scared."

"afraid of what?"

"Afraid of the moment I hang up the phone." Yukiko Miyamoto tapped his neck with her finger.

"One time, when you called, I was changing clothes. I remember clearly that the stockings had just reached the top of my thighs. I picked up the phone to answer the call and listened to your voice. I felt very happy, but after hanging up the phone , but felt very disappointed.”

As if shrouded in sadness, she paused and continued:

"Zhisheng, I'm not like you. After you hang up the phone, there are people around you, and there are so many beautiful girls around you, so you will go do other things. But I can't, I am alone. At home, after I can't hear your voice, I will always be alone in a daze for a long time, feeling that the world is so empty, and I am not even interested in work."

"I'm sorry." Yuxian hugged her tightly.

"It's not your fault, it's because I'm too fragile." Yukiko Miyamoto said softly, "When I got your letter, I read it many times. Sometimes as soon as I put it down, I would pick it up and read it a second time. The letter is true. It exists, so I’m happy and don’t feel bad at all.”

"I understand, let's use letters to convey words from now on!" Yu Xian said naively.

Yukiko Miyamoto is one of those people who prefers classicism. She is not familiar with modern things like mobile phones, and prefers to touch the roughness of the letter paper with her own hands and the authentic handwriting of the letter writer.

I didn't expect that she would be so disappointed because of the phone call.

That's right, without a reliable carrier, the soul and body have nowhere to rest.

This is even more proof of the strong longing.

"Um...child, have you really been thinking about me in the past month and a half?" Xuezi asked softly, knowingly asking.

Women knowingly ask questions not to seek answers, but to gain happiness in their hearts.

"Of course, I already said that in the letter." Yuxian said naively, and then said confidently, "No matter what, I miss you more. To describe it, it's like a pond after a heavy rain."

"No, I am more important. Mine is the sea." Miyamoto Yukiko pressed close to her body and hugged him tighter, almost making him unable to breathe.

He liked this almost suffocating feeling, subtly feeling that his life was so clear.

"Xuezi, let's watch the sunrise on the sea together tomorrow." Yu Xian said innocently.

"Okay." Miyamoto Yukiko smiled softly.

The hotel room window faces the sea, and you can see the bridge across Jiangdao. The sun rises from the hills opposite the coastline every day, which must be a very beautiful scene.

Yuxian wanted to watch it with her and keep this memory in his heart.

According to the weather forecast, the rainy season line on the west coast of the Pacific Ocean continues to advance, and there will be heavy rains in Chiba, Tokyo and other areas.

Both of them prayed in their hearts that the rain would not reach here, and then they hugged each other and fell asleep. A light was on in the room, illuminating their quiet and warm sleep.

In the second half of the night, thunder rolled in the sky, and Yu Xian was awakened. He turned around and looked out the window. The rain was pouring down, and the surroundings were extremely silent, except for the harsh sound of thunder.

Tiny phosphorescence shimmered on the sea surface, and the ripples spread, like broken stars falling into the sea.

The road under the streetlights was wet, and the night sky was filled with thick cumulonimbus clouds.

Miyamoto Yukiko also got up and put her hand on his back: "It's raining."

"Maybe we won't be able to see the sunrise." Yu Xian said with regret.

"But getting up in the middle of the night to watch the rain is also very romantic." Yukiko Miyamoto said softly, "I think as long as you are by my side, I will enjoy it in any weather."

Yuxian smiled naively, held her hand, and the two of them sat up, curled up their legs, and cuddled together, watching tens of thousands of tons of rain falling from the sky.

When the clock pointed to two o'clock in the morning, Yukiko Miyamoto said that her feet were a little cold, so she stretched out her thighs from under her yukata and placed them in Yuzuru's childlike arms. Her feet were beautiful and well-proportioned, painted with purple nail polish.

"Are you afraid of thunder, childish?" Miyamoto Yukiko felt the warmth.

"I've never been afraid, how about you, Xuezi?"

"I was afraid when I was a child, but I am no longer afraid when I grow up. When I was a child, when there was thunder, my mother would come to my room and cover my ears to sleep with me. When I opened my eyes again, the sky would be bright and the rain would stop." Gong Moto Yukiko recalled, smiling sheepishly.

"That's a good method." Yu Xian said suddenly.

"What?" Miyamoto Yukiko was stunned.

"Why don't you try this? Maybe when you open your eyes tomorrow, the rain will stop." Yu Xianzhisheng stretched out his hand and covered Miyamoto Yukiko's ears.

The two were laughing on the bed. Xuezi said no, I am no longer a child. Yuxian said innocently, for the sake of the sunrise, please be my child for once.

Miyamoto Yukiko nodded with flushed cheeks, letting his hands touch her ears. At some point, she suddenly felt extremely at ease, and the thunder turned into something soft, resonating with her heartbeat.

'Thank you for the rain' they thought to themselves and fell asleep slowly.

Yuxian took a slow step into sleep.

Before Xuezi fell asleep smoothly, he kept covering her ears, just like Xuezi's mother did in the past. Life was passed down, and he wanted to protect her innocence for the rest of his life, and that was enough.