My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 165 Her Willfulness and Her Mind

Hearing movement, Fujiwara Xingkong turned his head, saw his sister-in-law squatting at the entrance of the cave, and asked with a smile, "Xiaozhen, are you feeling better?"

Niijima bit his lip and said nothing.

"You can go back to Tokyo with Miss Network Bride, I'm going to Kyoto."

"Huh? What happened to Xiaozhen?"

"Isn't it burning stupid?"

Fujiwara Xingkong hurriedly jumped up, squatted down, with her shadow deeply reflected in his eyes, and reached out to touch her forehead.

"It's still a little hot, you should pay attention to rest when you return to Tokyo."

"Drink more water, huh?"

Under his puzzled gaze, Niijima suddenly grabbed his clothes and held them tightly.

"What's wrong?"

"I want to follow you."

"Don't be stupid, it's dangerous."

"I want to follow you."

She squatted on the ground and hugged her body, her deep voice was lost in the wind.

Fujiwara Xingkong gently pinned her hanging hair behind her ears, and asked cautiously, "Can you tell me anything?"

Niijima pouted stubbornly, "I will follow you."

After all, he was only 17 years old. Fujiwara Xingkong could only helplessly look back at the bride, "Then go back to Tokyo by yourself."

There was some hesitation on the bride's face. Just as she was about to ask a question, she heard him pretending to be exaggerated: "You will not suddenly have a rebellious period, right?"

"That's not the case." The new bride smiled leisurely, and then a silk thread spewed out from the palm of her hand, entangled the trees in the opposite mountain forest, her figure swung, and the beauty spider disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the dense forest, her voice came from afar.

"Be careful all the way, see you in Tokyo."

There was a flash of joy in Niijima's eyes, "Let's go." She said happily, and just stood up, she felt dizzy for a while, and the whole sky spun.

Fujiwara Xingkong quickly supported her: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm a little dizzy after squatting for a long time, let's go to Kyoto!"

In the mountains and forests in summer, the chirping of birds is melodious and crisp, and the breeze blowing from the mist is still slightly cool.

As the sun rises and the cicada sounds like thousands of horses galloping, the temperature gradually heats up.

Fujiwara Xingkong supported her to walk in the forest. Occasionally, he would use the spider silk to wrap the trees on the cliff and climb up to a high place to see the surrounding conditions. Niijima was really surprised by his new skills. He mumbled it vaguely.

After asking a few times, she was no longer persistent, but told Fujiwara Xingkong about her life experience with Sister Risa over the years, and occasionally mentioned the fact that her parents were still alive, and when she was happy, Unconsciously, he imitated his elder sister on his face, putting on that signature squinting smile.

Along the way, Niijima also told him some common sense of survival in the wilderness.For where to find water sources, which wild fruits are edible, and how to identify the direction
"Xiao Zhen, you actually know so much?"

Niijima said proudly: "Jiu Ke often conducts field training. My sister and I can often stay in the mountains for half a month."

According to the babbling in her mouth, she can vaguely piece together the scene of two sisters, one big and one small, struggling to survive in the mountains.

Fujiwara Xingkong wiped his sweat with his sleeve, with a slight smile on his face.Looking at her flushed little face, he wiped the sweat off her cheeks with pity.

"Ah, Fujiwara, do you think I'm annoying?"

"What are you talking about, Xiaozhen is so cute."

"Would you still treat me so well without my sister?"

"Of course, even without Miss Risa, we are still good friends, aren't we?"

"you are stupid."

At noon, passing by a deserted courtyard full of wild flowers, the two people who were tired from walking stopped to rest.

Occasionally, there is a wind blowing, which is very gentle, which makes people feel comfortable, and the fatigue and heat have dissipated a lot.

Niijima put his hand on Fujiwara Hoshizora's shoulder, and walked along the broken fence wall with unsteady steps.

There is a lot of green in the sight, and you can clearly see it when you get closer. The dense branches are full of small buds.

white, pink, light yellow, light blue
"Is this lilac?" Niijima asked with a surprised tone, smiling really happily.

Fujiwara Xingkong regretted: "This is not like lilac, but more like wisteria."

"Why not violets?"

"Xiaozhen, this is actually a purple lisianthus."

"I don't believe it, just fool me."

"Since you don't believe what I say, why do you still ask me?"

"Ah, ah, you are so annoying!"

The two talked about these trivial words, walked slowly into the courtyard, and sat down on the white steps with peeling paint.

Her hand was always on Fujiwara Xingkong's shoulder and never moved away. It's not so much tired, it's better to say that she was a little lost in looking at the flowers.

Fujiwara Xingkong didn't speak, and the two of them just stared at each other silently. There was a moment of tranquility, and the danger was temporarily forgotten.It seems that at this moment, the garden full of flowers can make the long life stop here as much as possible, and stay for a little longer.

The soft breeze just happened to pass through the opposite fence, brushing over the lush flowers in front of you, and the slightly lifted fallen leaves drifted away with the wind, leaving only the figures of him and her leaning against each other.

Niijima suddenly buried her face on his shoulder, and Fujiwara Hoshiku noticed that her heartbeat was much faster than normal.

"Tired?" he asked distressedly.

"No." Niijima answered in a low voice, but the weight on his shoulders was gradually increasing.

"I'm in such poor health now, do you think I'm dragging you down?" She murmured, feeling like she was about to cry.

"I'm not used to it."

Hearing what he said, Niijima really wanted to cry even more.

"Xiao Zhen was so lively and energetic in the past, especially when he stood at the school gate every morning and stared at my dress, his eyes, trying to find a little bit of non-compliance, were as sharp as an eagle."

Fujiwara Hoshikora said while rubbing her head habitually.

"Of course, Xiao Zhen is so weak now, which makes people more lovable. Do you understand what I am saying, right?"

Niijima blinked his eyes half-comprehensively, and the voice coming out of his mouth was very low, intermittently as if he was talking to himself.

"I don't know why I've become so sentimental recently. I haven't been so bothered before."

She suddenly raised her head, took a quick look at Fujiwara Xingkong, then immediately lowered her head, and said in a choked voice, "You always treat me like a child, but I'm not young anymore."

"I know, I'm really a big kid." Fujiwara Xingkong patted her on the back lightly, and coaxed patiently: "Go to sleep for a while, we have to hurry in the afternoon."

"Fujiwara." Niijima leaned on his shoulder and slowly closed his eyes.

"If it's dangerous, leave me and run away, my sister is still waiting for you at home."

"Sister Risa is waiting for you too, we are going home together." Fujiwara Xingkong comforted in a soft voice, looking up at the slightly dark sky in the distance.

The oppressive black clouds are very close to the top of the mountain, but Ning refuses to rain. The sticky air in summer seems to be stagnant. For a while, even breathing becomes a little difficult.

(End of this chapter)