My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 184 A Zen Master's First Love
There are layers of clouds in the sky, like fine fish scales. When the morning sun shines from the east, the crow just flies across the sky above the forest.

It was after eight o'clock in the morning when I stepped into the gate of the Academy's Li Palace.Walking on the cobblestone-paved path, you can see elegant scenery such as wooden houses, pools, stone beams, and waterfalls along the way.

"This garden is so big." Niijima walked in front, wearing white sneakers, cropped jeans, a green off-the-shoulder top, and a white wide-brimmed sun hat on his head. passing tourists.

Fujiwara Xingkong's eyes fell on her round buttocks wrapped in jeans, and she replied casually: "It's really big, and it's also very upturned, but I don't know how it feels."

"Arrow? What is arrogance?"

"Oh, I said the mountains over there are very warped."

"What about the feel?"

"Uh," Fujiwara Hoshikora said in a hurry, pointing to an Akita that happened to be passing by, "I mean, I don't know how this dog feels to the touch."

Akita looked up at him and flicked his tail: "Wow~~"

It means "touch me~~".

Fujiwara Hoshizora reached out and touched the dog's head, and the dog licked his palm. It was so itchy~~.

The lady on the leash nodded and smiled.

"Thank you." After touching the dog, he smiled and thanked the lady. The lady bowed in return, and then led Akita away.

Fujiwara Xingkong watched her leave, and when he turned around, he met his sister-in-law's eyes full of jealousy.He scratched his head in confusion, thinking why are you jealous with a dog?

"Fujiwara, the place you looked at me just now, you haven't told me how it feels!" She said as she approached, one foot stepped on Fujiwara Xingkong's foot, ready to exert strength at any time.

Why should I be mean~~ Xingkong Fujiwara shrugged his throat, and said with difficulty: "I haven't touched it before."

"When you were in Shenyin Town, which part of my body did you not touch?"

"That's not the real world, it doesn't count!"

"You mean you have to touch the real world again?"

"Your reading comprehension was taught by the physical education teacher? I mean, it hurts~~"

"Hmph!" Niijima stepped on him hard, turned around like a proud little swan and walked up the mountain.

Fujiwara Hoshikora was lame on one leg and followed behind him with his head hunched.

Shugakuin Imperial Palace occupies a very large area, with approximately 156400 square meters of mountains and forests in the park. It is divided into three villas: upper, middle and lower. Masato Ono, whom the two are looking for on this trip, lives in the Kamio Tea House on the mountain.

Walking up the mountain road, there are farmland or bamboo forests along the road, and the wooden huts that occasionally appear in the corner of the line of sight create a rather ancient charm. With the help of wild flowers, streams, and waterfalls, you can change the scenery with each step, and you can see pictures everywhere.

At the end of the climb, there is a small wooden door. A big cat is basking in the sun with its eyes narrowed on the door beam. A group of light birds are singing at the top of the bamboo forest in the distance.

The cicadas also rang from far to near, and the midsummer heat gradually began to show its power.

After passing through the small wooden door, there was a pond full of lotus flowers. Niijima sat on a stone by the water, washed his hands, and muttered: "Fujiwara, I'm so hot!"

"Let me hold everything, I'm hotter!" Fujiwara Xingkong glared at her, sat down next to her, and took out a handkerchief embroidered with sika deer from the backpack behind him, a bottle of green tea drink and Handed her the cooling spray, and then picked up a fan to cool her down.

It felt like he was a servant in the old days, serving his young lady who came out to visit the mountains and rivers.

Niijima really enjoyed his care naturally, wiped off the sweat stains on his body with a handkerchief, took a sip of green tea, and sprayed the cooling mist on his exposed skin such as his small face, neck, shoulders, and collarbone.

Xia Ri's strong gaze shone through the leaves, making her exposed white skin reflect a beautiful pink light, and her sweaty curves always brought people a very H daydream.

This is my sister-in-law, don't think about it. Fujiwara Xingkong secretly warned himself in his heart, and looked away at the calamus leaves by the pool.

Long and tender green, tall and colorful.The leaves of water lilies float fluffily on the water. Occasionally, there is a phosphorescent light in the water. It must be the fish swimming in the pond.

In the bushes on the opposite bank, white wild flowers shyly bloom, coupled with the lush and green pine trees and the long green water of the pond, the picture is made more vivid and eye-catching.

Living in such an environment, Masato Ono must be a very easy person to get along with.Fujiwara Xingkong was thinking about these things, and suddenly heard his sister-in-law's very boring whine.

"Brother Fujiwara~~"

At that time, he shivered immediately, and when he looked back, his sister-in-law was in front of him, staring at him with bright eyes.

I heard my sister-in-law's sly laughter and the sentence: "If you dare to touch it, I will tell my sister later."

Gan!
been played!

Niijima, are you a devil!

Fujiwara Xingkong's face darkened, he reached out to pull her shoulder straps roughly, patted her buttocks and walked away.

"Haha~~"

My sister-in-law's silver bell-like laughter sounded in the forest. It was a far more moving sound than the chirping of birds.

The two walked around the pool and stepped onto a quiet tree-lined path, the fragrance of young leaves and the fragrance of wet soil wafted into their nostrils.After walking for a while, there is a small courtyard at the end of the path.

There is a half-circle fence around the small courtyard that cannot stop a five-year-old child, and the gaps are wide and the heights are different.

It can be seen that the owner was very careless when he erected the fence.

On the left side of the courtyard is a vegetable field, and on the right side is a flower garden. The wooden hut looks very simple, and it may not even be able to provide basic shelter from the wind and rain.

Nothing
The so-called mountain is not high.
This just shows that this master is a master.
Fujiwara Xingkong stepped forward and knocked on the door, imagining in his heart that an eminent monk in bronzing cassock and holding a staff came out to greet him.However, what appeared in front of him was a simple monk wearing a coarse blue jacket, coarse gray trousers, a coarse sachet, and leggings.

What surprised him even more was that the monk in front of him was actually the bald man he saw in Suga's cafeteria last night.

"Hey, is that you?"

"Hey, is that you?"

As soon as the two met, they said such a sentence at the same time, and they froze in place.

The wind blew across the courtyard and blew the wind chimes hanging by the window, jingle jingle jingle, the kitten turned over and accidentally fell off the roof.

"Meow~~"

Fujiwara Xingkong was the first to react, and bowed to salute: "Master Ono, hello, I am Fujiwara Xingkong, and this is Niijima Ma."

Shinya Niijima then bent down and saluted: "Hello, Master Ono."

"Hello." Ono Masato clasped his hands together and asked kindly, "What can I do for you?"

"It was the bridal bride who sent us here."

Masato Ono narrowed his pupils slightly, but said nothing.

Fujiwara Xingkong spread his palms, a few strands of spider silk slipped out from his fingers, and then he pulled the collar, revealing the mark on his neck.

"She even gave you this?" Ono Masato had a complicated smile on his face. After being silent for a long time, he sighed and said, "Please come in."

Entering the room, Fujiwara Hoshizora led Niijima to sit on one side of the tea table, while Ono Masato walked into another room and came out soon with a set of tea-making tools.

It seems that you have to make tea yourself.

No one spoke during the dinner. Fujiwara Hoshikora watched him complete all the steps meticulously, with coherent and gentle movements. There was not a trace of unnecessary movement in the complicated and trivial process, which fully demonstrated the Zen spirit of the tea ceremony.

After ordering tea, Ono Masato held a delicate porcelain cup and asked with a smile, "Tell me, what can you do for me?"

Fujiwara Xingkong thought for a while, and said directly: "I want to inquire about Ibaraki Doji and Rashomon."

"Ibaraki-douji and Rashomon?"

Masato Ono put down his teacup and straightened his body, "Which question do you want to hear first?"

"It's about Ibaraki-douji. I heard from the net bride that the three of you were good friends back then."

Makoto Niijima sat up straight quickly and pricked up his small ears.

Masato Ono thought about it seriously for a long time, and memories flashed in his eyes.

"In 1970, the three of us were freshmen of the same class at Waseda University. I didn't know they were monsters at first, but I just knew that Mihoko wanted to take the teacher's certificate exam after graduating from university, while Ibaraki wanted to go to Learn about the Red Movement."

"The college students at that time were dignified Showa men, not like the current Heisei waste wood. In my first year of college, I joined the United Red Army and fought with the police. Ibaraki was me in the United Red Army He fights very hard, always rushing to the forefront, and has never seen him get hurt. Mihoko, on the other hand, concentrates on her studies and never cares about these students' struggles."

Fujiwara Xingkong took a sip of tea and remained silent.

The island country of that era was red.Among young people, especially among college students, there are many left-wingers. There are tens of thousands of them, arm in arm and shoulder to shoulder, excitedly chanting anti-American slogans, walking in Tokyo, Kyoto, and Osaka. and the streets of Okinawa.

Ono Masato took a sip from the teacup, and the room became very quiet, so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.

After a long time, he spoke again.

"Through Ibaraki's introduction, Mihoko and I have also become good friends. At that time, Ibaraki and I participated in the speech of the Red Army on the playground, and Mihoko would always sit under the banyan tree in the corner and read a book quietly."

Speaking of this, the great monk suddenly became excited, "I have another photo here, I will show it to you later."

After speaking, Masato Ono ran into the house with small steps, and soon came out with a plate of green pancakes and a photo.

Fujiwara Xingkong took the photo and glanced at it. In the yellowed color photo, the teacher was holding a book in one hand and pressing her wind-blown hair with the other. She was looking at the camera in the other direction. She was far away from the crowd, under the camera. Full of elegant intellectual beauty.

Niijima really didn't look at the photo, but picked up a biscuit and put it in his mouth. Unexpectedly, it was made of wasabi. It was spicy and tangy, and soon his eyes were red.

Masato Ono smiled heartily at her and said, "Is it the same as the taste of first love?"

The sister-in-law sobbed and stared down at her green-white fingertips, speechless for a moment.

Fujiwara Xingkong silently put the photo in his bag, bit into a piece of wasabi pancake, and asked, "What happened next?"

Masato Ono did not intend to ask for the photo back either, he showed a relieved smile, "Later, in 1972, the three factions of the "Red Army", "United Red Army" and "Japanese Red Army" were arrested by the authorities before and after the student movement. Annihilation, both Ibaraki and I lost our target, we drank and fought all day at school until graduation."

"After graduation, the three of us stayed in Tokyo. Mihoko went to be a teacher, and I entered a big company, while Ibaraki wandered around with nothing to do. Occasionally, he would bring me and Mihoko to have dinner together. Sometimes, he would repeatedly mention the thoughts he came into contact with in the student movement, and when he was drunk, he would force me to recite "Selected Works of Mao" together."

The great monk took a sip of tea to soothe his throat, and continued, "This life has lasted for about ten years. When I was 35 years old, I realized that I couldn't procrastinate any longer, so I talked with Mihoko all night. After that, I left Tokyo and returned to Kyoto to become a monk."

After finishing speaking, Masato Ono put his palms together and bent half of his body towards the starry sky of Fujiwara.

"The reason why she rejected me at that time was that humans and demons have different paths. People will die quickly, while demons will live with regrets for a long time. Although I am unwilling to accept it, I understand it very well. Now after seeing you, I know that she It seems there is a way to live for a long time without regrets, but it won’t be me.”

Fujiwara Xingkong touched the mark on his neck, where it seemed to be heating up, and he felt an astonishing temperature at his fingertips.

During the dinner, there was a ringing of mobile phone, Masato Ono took out a newest SONY mobile phone from his pocket, exchanged some pleasantries with the phone, then hung up the phone, then he put the mobile phone in front of Xingkong Fujiwara and shook it.

The screen saver is still the photo of the teacher! ! !
"I like it very much~~ You can't take this one away." Masato Ono smiled smugly, very hateful.

If it wasn't for him, Fujiwara Xingkong might not be able to resist smashing his phone.

Masato Ono hid his cell phone and talked about these years again.

"After I came to the Li Palace of the Academy, I had to clean the courtyard of the temple every night during the days before the Buddha. Every time there was a plane flying over my head, the red light was flashing, and the engine was roaring, I would think, if I hadn't been If you are a monk, maybe there should be a place for me above."

"In the past 30 years, Ibaraki has come to me once a year. He said that he was using other methods to complete the revolution that he had not completed in school. He asked me if I wanted to join? I was a little interested at first, but then I thought about it. I thought that many people might die, so I gave up the idea."

"Maybe I'm no longer young, or maybe I'm tired of fighting and want to live a quiet life."

Masato Ono pointed to the tea bowl, then pointed to his legs, "If it wasn't because I became a monk, maybe I should be your enemy now."

After speaking, he responded with a knowing smile.

Fujiwara Hoshizora nodded in thanks.

Immediately afterwards, Masato Ono suddenly cursed, "Aren't you too carefree, kid? Since Mihoko has her heart attached to you, if you don't treat her well, you still have several girlfriends? If it weren't for the fact that you are still a child , I really want to slap you across the face."

On the matter of Huaxin, Fujiwara Xingkong could not refute.

He can only choose not to read it back.

At the same time, I secretly thought in my heart, after the matter is over, see if I don't demolish your dilapidated house.

The sister-in-law nodded again and again, and echoed on the side: "Master, you are too right, please be more serious, let him restrain himself in the future, and stop messing around."

Then, Masato Ono, who was still glaring just now, smiled heartily: "But for a man, it's normal to be a bit fiddly, I understand you."

Sister-in-law: "???"

Bah, men are all the same no matter they are old or young, a nest of snakes and rats!
After chatting for a while, Masato Ono got up again and went into the kitchen. After a while, he came out with several ceramic bowls filled with sweet tofu soup.

"Come here, sweet tofu soup made from mountain spring water, you two are welcome, let's start, don't keep the food waiting for too long."

The three greeted each other with clasped hands, a bowl of cool sweet soup made them feel comfortable.

After drinking the sweet soup, Masato Ono spoke again: "Mihoko has contacted me occasionally over the years. Last year, she told me that there was a student who gave her a headache. She was withdrawn and had no discipline at all. She wanted to leave the ashes of her parents Dig out to see the teacher."

Fujiwara Hoshizo touched his nose in embarrassment,

"Later, when she and I were on the phone last month, when she talked about this student, all her words turned into praise, and her tone was full of a sense of accomplishment. At that time, I knew that she must have been a teacher for these years. Very happy. I think about the student's name~~"

The great monk frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly realized: "Oh, by the way, that student seems to be surnamed Fujiwara, could it be you?"

Fujiwara Hoshizora smiled bitterly and said: "How can a teacher tell others about such an embarrassing thing everywhere?"

Makoto Niijima was confused, and she recognized that Mihoko was a bride, but she couldn't understand the teacher or the students at all.

It wasn't until she heard Fujiwara Hoshi's words that she suddenly came to her senses.

It turns out that the bride of the network is Teacher Xinchuan Yuai. Damn, you have kept it from me for so long!

The sister-in-law gritted her silver teeth tightly, and put her white fingers on Fujiwara Xingkong's lower abdomen with lightning speed. Before he could react, she twisted hard.

"Fujiwara Xingkong, you are going to die, you actually picked up your own teacher!"

"Ah!" Fujiwara Xingkong screamed sadly, "Please, I haven't soaked it yet, let go first!"

"Hey, they even gave you divinity, and you still say you're not having fun!"

"We are still innocent for the time being!"

"It means you will still have sex with teachers in the future!"

What else can Fujiwara Hoshikora say?

Grit your teeth and bear it.

"Amitabha." Masato Ono put his palms together and looked at the young couple in front of him with a smile.

In a trance, I remembered those times when I was still the same age as them.

At that time, he was also sitting on the side like this, watching other young couples fight as a single dog.

From young to old, I have been shown for most of my life. Thinking about it, I feel so angry!
(End of this chapter)