MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo-Chapter 176 : Moon Shadow Flowing People (3)

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When I opened my eyes, the rain outside had stopped.

Should it be said that a miracle had happened, or that the method of covering my ears had really worked, the weather had really cleared up, and the shimmering light of the morning sun came out from under the curtains and climbed along the floor like tentacles.

Yu Xianzhisheng booked a secluded room on the third floor of the hotel. When he opened the window, he could see the green color of the vines after the rain. This place is really a natural place, and the air is completely different from Tokyo.

Yu Xianzhi took a deep breath of the cold and fresh air, and suddenly understood the benefits of the villa. If he owns such a property in Chuo District and Yukiko, wouldn't he be able to breathe such wonderful air every morning.

Yukiko seems to have a villa in the central district. Her mother Miyamoto Kiyoshi bought it for her. Now it is mortgaged in the court as a real estate. As long as the ransom is enough, it can be bought back.

With this mentality, Yu Xian Zhisheng gently awakened the sleeping Yukiko.

The temperament of this down-and-out eldest lady is vaguely visible in daily life, and with a hint of getting up, she pouted her buttocks cutely, pushed his hand away, and the duck sat up and rubbed her eyes unhappily.

But when she saw Yu Xianzhisheng's handsome and lovely face, her small temper disappeared in an instant, and her unhappy expression disappeared, replaced by joy and hope: "Is the weather clear?"

"It's fine." Yu Xianzhi handed her the water.

"It's all thanks to you." Miyamoto Yukiko said after sobering up.

"Thanks to me?"

"Yes, you are Seimei-sama." Miyamoto Yukiko said with a smile.

Since Yu Xianzhi went to the competition, she, who rarely reads news, has also started to pay attention to entertainment news, knowing that it is the nickname given to him by fans.

"It has nothing to do with me, thanks to your ears, Xuezi." Yu Xianzhi smiled.

"Yes, then thank you both." Miyamoto Yukiko pinched her ears.

The time is 5:30 in the morning, which is a good time to watch the sunrise over the sea.

Although they slept late last night and got up early in the morning, the two of them were not sleepy at all, but instead redoubled their energy.

This is really strange phenomenon.

No, not surprising.

Perhaps the relationship between two people has surpassed their physical needs, making sleep a trivial matter, which is really enviable.

Miyamoto Yukiko drank water, tidied up the yukata that she slept in a mess, got out of bed barefoot, and stepped on the waxed floor lying on the window.

The shadow of her lace-trimmed underwear was reflected on the floor, like a daffodil in a vase in the corner of this eight-and-a-half-fold room. The legs are slender and beautiful, and the thighs are getting plump from the knees up. The tiptoes make the calves taut, showing the lines of muscles.

Outside the window, the clear sunlight rises from the calm sea. Her child's hole is so beautiful, it seems to reflect the cleanliness of the whole world. The soft waves are rippling, and the seagulls fly, as pure as snow-white wings.

Yu Xian Zhisheng almost wanted to shed tears in this beauty.

He walked over and lay beside Miyamoto Yukiko.

The window is the window of the movie, opening the viewing channel.

The sun shone through the forest, creating a red tint.

The seaside and the island are in full view, the fiery fireball floats in the string line of the bridge, the hot light fills the air, and where the water and the sky meet, the red clouds are getting brighter and brighter, dyeing the surrounding clouds with gold.

Gorgeous eyes stinging.

If only it could live as long as the sun.

If there is a system, it would be great, and if you draw out the magic weapon, you can make life immortal.

It would be nice if it didn't get old, let beauty last forever.

But it is precisely because there is none, so every minute and every second is worth cherishing.

He lives for it.

The pure white beauty of Xuezi is supreme, and it is the most beautiful scenery in this life.

You don't need to lie down at the window to see the sun. Miyamoto Yukiko and Yu Xianzhi sat on the bed, hugging their legs, and watched from 5:30 to 6:30.

"Child, tomorrow is my birthday." Miyamoto Yukiko said.

It's the last day of May.

Tomorrow is June 1st, Miyamoto Yukiko was born on June 1st.

"I know." Yu Xianzhi said, "I will prepare a present for you."

"I have already received it." Miyamoto Yukiko said slowly, "Being able to watch such a beautiful sunrise with you is the best birthday present I have received over the years."

"By the way, Zhisheng, when is your birthday?"

"June 1st." Yu Xianzhi said.

"Really?" Miyamoto Yukiko widened her beautiful eyes, "It's a coincidence, it's like fate."

"No, I just made it." Yu Xianzhi scratched his head, "I actually don't know when I was born, so I made it one day with you so that we can live together."

He grew up in a welfare center. He didn't know who his parents were or when he was born. It took him a long time to open his eyes before he became conscious.

The only one who knew his name was the note in the baby basket.

That's fine, because it's the same birthday as Yukiko, which makes the connection even closer.

"You're going back this afternoon, right?" Miyamoto Yukiko suddenly whispered, "But we haven't bought our birthday cake yet."

"Yeah." Yu Xianzhi nodded.

In the afternoon, he was going to return to Tokyo, leaving his short-lived tenderness to work **** his career.

A man will have a home after he has a career.

He didn't think that way before, he just wanted to stay by Xuezi's side forever, but when he realized the danger and vastness of the world, he understood that if he wanted this tenderness not to be disturbed, he could only become stronger step by step. , so that no one can restrain himself.

At this time, it's time for the students to get up and prepare for the performance on the election day. Kazuki Sawano should be cooking breakfast for his incompetent daughter. What is Kurokito doing? Hiroichi Kirima, who is far away in Australia, is in the piano league again. What ranking did it get, and what was the figure skating champion plotting against? What did Mr. Ansanji think of telling her about his experience?

The members of Keio Private School, who are in the top six in the player list, and Sister Bingjiao, who control the spirit of the gods, have they woke up? Who will you fight against in the next public performance match?

He couldn't think of it, couldn't see it.

Everyone has his own life, with his own misfortune and happiness, and he is one of the insignificant.

That's it, that's it.

He stared at Miyamoto Yukiko's pure and beautiful profile, thinking that it would be fine.

I have acquired someone to cherish a lifetime.

There is no one happier in this world than me.

"Sorry, it's all because of me that it affected your game." Miyamoto Yukiko leaned against Yu Xianzhisheng and quietly listened to his breathing.

"That's not important." Yu Xianzhi said, "What about you in the afternoon, what are you going to do?"

"I want to continue staying at this hotel. After you leave, I want to walk through the scenery we walked through yesterday." Miyamoto Yukiko said softly, "Just go back like this, I'm alone again."

Yu Xian Zhisheng's heart ached slightly.

This is the first time he has felt this way. After he goes back, many people will look for him. He will be busy and bury his thoughts in his heart.

But she was still alone.

"Xuezi, let me sing you a song." Yu Xianzhi said, "This song is for you."

Facing the sun, the handsome young man's figure became even taller.

"Give it to me?" Miyamoto Yukiko said in surprise.

In fact, there is no surprise, the previous song "Rain" was also given to her.

"Are you going to start broadcasting?"

"No, no, this song is just for you."

"But there are no instruments here..."

"No, I'll just sing a cappella."

"What's the name of this song?" Miyamoto Yukiko blinked with moving eyes.

She leaned over, leaning against him because she was too excited, breathing between the feet.

Yu Xianzhi felt that his heart was beating so fast.

How can she be so beautiful.

Why is she unaware of her own beauty.

He desperately suppressed his heartbeat and pointed to the rainbow erected above Bindao forest in the distance: ""Rainbow"."

The wind blew and fluttered the curtains.

Yu Xianzhisheng cleared his throat and sang:

【Weeping いていいんだよ

it's okay to cry

そんなひと言に

Just such a sentence

Servant saves われたんだよ

gave me hope

Hondang にありがとう

really thank you

love

Although it is embarrassing and unpromising

You are thinking about it

But just thinking about you will shine tomorrow

あり's last two people でいいよ

It doesn't matter if it's just two ordinary people.

Yang だ り つ け て Yu ぼ う よ

Let's have fun in the sun]

......

No skills, all emotions.

To the latter part, it is a cry of emotional bursting.

......

【Lifetime そばにいるから

I'll be by your side all my life

life そばにいて

So please accompany me all my life

A lifetime away from れないように

Do your best not to be separated

き つ く knot ん だ が solution け な い よ う に

Don't untie the ties that are tightly connected

かたく いだ手を立さないから

Don't let go of the tightly clasped hands]

......

The voice was slow and quiet.

Miyamoto Yukiko listened quietly, tears flashing in her eyes.

After Yu Xianzhi finished singing, she looked at her with a smile.

"do you like it?"

"I like it, I like it very much." Xuezi's heart was dominated by happiness.

"Xuezi, when the game is over, let's live together as before." Yu Xianzhisheng held her hand, "I will work hard to make money to buy a big house."

"Let me buy a house." Miyamoto Yukiko said seriously.

"No, leave it to me."

"Leave it to me, it's my responsibility."

"It's better for me to come, it's easy to make money in the entertainment industry."

"No matter how simple it is, it's hard work."

"I don't think it's hard work."

They smiled at the sun.

"Come on, let's have breakfast."

The breakfast in the hotel was local green vegetables, salads, and vegetable soup. Yukiko Miyamoto was eating it before she remembered that she wanted to lose weight.

It was past nine o'clock when we went out, and the two of them went shopping for the street shop we ordered yesterday.

The first thing I went to was an old tea room.

The two asked for a private room. They took off their shoes and stepped on the soft mat with bare feet. On the three-and-a-half-length tea mat, there were tea sets imitating the style of the Showa period.

Open the lake paper sliding door, you can see the quiet elegance extending into the courtyard.

The moss-covered stone bench is peeling off. The raindrops from last night, along the tips of the leaves, dripped on the green stones, making a slight noise.

A little further, it is Merlin opened by the owner.

It's just that the plum blossoms haven't bloomed yet until December.

Although it is bare, in the black land, it is still full of elegance.

Yu Xianzhi ordered local white tea, and the waitress brought the tea and asked if she wanted to make tea for the two of you.

Yu Xianzhisheng waved his hand and said, "No, we will do it ourselves."

"That, childish, I don't know how to make tea." Miyamoto Yukiko said shyly.

Tea ceremony and flower arrangement are compulsory courses for noble ladies.

She somewhat regretted not taking tea ceremony lessons well when she was a girl.

Perhaps at that time, she never thought that the rebellious self would become a gentle woman in the future.

In the Edo period, she would definitely be a heroic and valiant heroine, carrying a tachi, drawing a sword to help the road see injustice, riding a scaly horse and drinking sake madly, and shouting that there is a sword in me when drunk, and the world will be peaceful.

In fact, anyone can make tea. It is nothing more than tossing the tea leaves into boiling water and pouring them out to drink. But what the tea room drinks is not tea, but a sense of ritual.

A series of cumbersome steps are required in the middle, and even tea delivery and tea drinking are exquisite.

"It doesn't matter, I can come." Yu Xianzhisheng smiled slightly.

"Child, have you practiced the tea ceremony?" Miyamoto Yukiko was surprised.

"It's not a matter of practice, it should be imitation from others," Yu Xianzhi said.

He knelt down with his legs bent, skillfully picked up the old tea bowl, washed it with hot water, then picked up a small tea spoon to scoop up the tea leaves, put them in the boiling water, and then poured out the first cup of tea, which should be called 'washing' Cup', in the book it is called 'Ruochen out of the bath'.

The second pot is ready for tea.

These are all seen from Sen Mei Hua, and the steps of Mori Hua ordering tea for him are also the same. Unlike her gorgeous and elegant opening and closing, Yu Xian Zhisheng's way of ordering tea is black and white, calm and forceful. Light, without the slightest sense of exaggeration, like a leisurely strolling person under the shadow of the moon.

His fingers are white and slender, corresponding to the simple black tile porcelain cups. The clear green tea flows into the cups along the tea needles, and taps into two cups respectively.

From the beginning to the end, Miyamoto Yukiko watched curiously, watching his elegant behavior for a while, and his handsome and focused little face for a while.

I can't tell which one is better, all of them are attracting myself, deeply.

"Please." Yu Xianzhi handed the tea bowl to Miyamoto Yukiko with both hands.

Tea drinkers also have corresponding steps, but Miyamoto Yukiko also forgot to clean up. In order to keep her from being shy, Yu Xianzhi picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

It's just the taste of tea, there's no rainbow fart to blow.

If it wasn't for the show-off mentality of a brat in his heart, he wouldn't be too lazy to work on these flowers, just find a big bucket to throw tea leaves, and wait for tons of cold to drink it? Simple and effortless.

Miyamoto Yukiko took a small sip and swallowed slowly.

After drinking tea, the two put on their shoes and headed towards the next shop.

When Miyamoto Yukiko was wearing high-heeled sandals, Yu Xianzhi supported her, stared at her feet, and said, "I'm sorry."

"This, it's no big deal." Miyamoto Yukiko looked down at his feet.

Yu Xianzhi had stripped some of the nail polish on her beautiful toes last night, and his hands were a little owed.

His feet were warm in his arms, his hands grasped his toes and counted one by one, and then he held the toes of his feet, and buckled and buckled. It was only comfortable after a piece of purple lacquer was buckled.

Is it because Yukiko is beautiful like a dream, so it will be more real to destroy it?

No, it's because of a little dissatisfaction in my heart.

At that time, his hand was a little dishonest, and he dared to scratch Miyamoto Yukiko's sole, but Miyamoto Yukiko slapped it off at once.

Miyamoto Yukiko allowed his hug, but she was not a complete fool. His action fouled, and she took out a yellow card like a referee.

Hug is the antidote for the two people's missing, scratching the soles of the feet, and it is the flirtation that he will have with his wife in the future.

Miyamoto Yukiko felt that she had a good grasp of her proportions.

Maybe Yu Xianzhi didn't think so much, he was just a teenager, he had the bad thoughts and naughty of teenagers, Xuezi didn't understand his thoughts, so he took off a little of her nail polish in dissatisfaction~www.novelbuddy.com ~ Who is bad and who is good? Can't tell.

"Just go back and apply it." Miyamoto Yukiko took his hand, "If you have any other tricks, just use them. Before you go, please let me enjoy."

"The future can also be enjoyed."

"It's other women who will enjoy in the future. I'll check in advance." Miyamoto Yukiko stroked his hair, "And about our hug, don't tell your future wife, keep it a secret."

"why?"

"I'm afraid she will come looking for me fiercely. For your sake, I won't do anything to her. But you don't want me to be bullied by your future wife, right?" Miyamoto Yukiko was righteous.

Valkyrie is not afraid of heaven and earth, will she be afraid of this?

Yu Xianzhisheng shook his head.

But will he really marry someone one day? He never thought about that day.

As long as Xuezi was by his side, he was content.

Walking forward, I came across a kendo hall.

Yu Xianzhisheng didn't wear sunglasses on the way, just a mask. But the clear eyes and the obvious long black hair were still recognized by a passer-by sister.

It's not just her, Yu Xianzhisheng turned around and saw that the waitress in the teahouse just now was not far away.

She was being followed all the way, and the waitress was also suspicious.

Before that, he was still complacent, and his popularity was not so high. No one knew him in such an ancient town, and he didn't need to wear sunglasses.

The young lady carrying the wooden knife bag with short hair stood at the door, looked at it and cried out, walking towards this side, her eyes filled with disbelief: "Is it Yu Xianjun from Dongda Art?"

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(PS. "Rainbow" egg chapter has been uploaded.)