My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 205 Rainy night, Fu Ji's room.

People in front of the screen are drinking and having fun, but behind the screen is another scene.

After Nakatomi walked in with his feet in fear, he knelt down on the ground with a relaxed expression. There was no panic on his handsome face at all.

As for the magnificent queen, Yingying knelt down beside him, with a slight complaint in her graceful and majestic demeanor.

She looked at Zhong Chen's sickle feet and asked, "Why didn't you come to see me for three months? Did you resent me in your heart? Your official?"

"Absolutely not." Nakatomi Kamazu shook his head in denial, hesitated for a moment, and replied: "After all, your majesty is a respected person now, so I'm afraid I'll bring you trouble."

"Trouble?" There was a trace of ripple in the empress's calm tone, and she sarcastically said: "When I was the empress, I didn't see you afraid of causing me trouble?"

"That's different."

"what's the difference?"

You had a husband before. Nakatomi Kamazu murmured in his heart.

"Why didn't you answer my question?"

"Emperor, this."

"When you were in love before, you called her the treasure princess, but now that you have a new love, you call her the emperor?"

Nakatomi Kamazu smiled bitterly and said, "How can I have a new love?"

"Isn't that Mrs. Jingguo?"

"That has already been snatched by Su Worulu."

The Queen's gaze flickered a few times, and she let out an indifferent oh.

After a while, she asked again: "Where is Su Wo Fu Ji?"

"It's a bit complicated." Nakatomi Kamazu didn't know how to respond to her other than a wry smile.

The small space surrounded by the screen is silent, the bright pine oil lamp reflects the gloomy moonlight, the half-covered screen is filled with psychedelic crimson, and the figures on the couch are graceful.

"Da Lang, tell me." The queen looked at him, her expression gradually serious: "Then Suwo Fuji, are you serious or just playing?"

Nakatomi Kamazu thought for a while, and replied, "It's just an order from my father."

"That's good." The queen smiled, squinting her eyes slightly, stretched her soft body lazily, and asked with a smile: "Next, is Lord Zhongchen ready to accept my punishment?"

The queen raised her head and asked confusedly, "Dalang, what's wrong with you?"

"I may be drunk and a little dizzy."

"Then let me serve you."

"Da Lang." The Queen limply lay on top of him.

"You must gain the trust of Su Worulu, and when that happens, cooperate with the inside and the outside."

"This world can only belong to me and you."

Even though the times are in turmoil, they still want to indulge and indulge in seeking flowers, asking willows, drinking and having fun.

But there is also a boundless sense of loneliness. I can imagine that in the quiet of the night, I am alone, half-awake, drinking a glass of wine in front of the bright moon.That kind of loneliness is the sadness of knowing what the reality will be like, but knowing that you are powerless under the tide of the times.

Rather than struggling in vain, it is better to let nature take its course and be crushed by the wheels of the times. It is like a flashy dream. In the end, there is nothing left, only the unreality of the moment and the madness under the torrent of history remain.

I don't seem to belong here but where should I be?
He thought about this question again, but whenever he thought about it deeply, his head hurt so much that he rolled all over the floor, and he couldn't pursue it at all.

He searched for answers again and again, and was knocked down again and again.There is no end to this road, there will never be an end, and it will always be extremely far away.

"Kang Dang"

The sound of wine glasses falling could be heard outside the screen.

Nakatomi Kamazu woke up from his madness, he looked at the noble queen lying on his body, and once again felt a serious sense of distortion.

Various rotten memories of the past are floating in front of my eyes

No, it's not like that.

It's not like my own memory, but more like being forced into my mind by an inexplicable force, so that I feel a sense of separation all the time.

It's as if I'm just under the stage, watching others perform.

"Your Majesty, listen up, I'm going back"

Nakatomi struggled to sit up, straightened his clothes, and walked out in a daze.

The empress watched him leave in a daze, and there seemed to be a thick fog in her eyes.She put on the clothes scattered on the floor, and said coldly: "Who broke the wine glass just now?"

"Your Majesty." A guard knelt down in front of the entrance of the screen and said in panic, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

A bit of murderous intent suddenly appeared in her cold eyes, and she said indifferently: "Slap your own mouth, if I still see that you have a tooth tomorrow, I will kill your whole family!"

Immediately, there was a "slap" sound from the screen, from loud at the beginning, to gradually limp, and finally only the weak panting of the guard like a dying animal remained.

When Zhongchen Lianzu came out of the banquet, the rain that had been falling was a little bit heavier. At this moment, he suddenly thought: What will happen if we go to Suwo Fuji now? "

Perhaps, she was indifferent to herself during this time, or maybe it was just a test.

She should let herself know that she is not the kind of woman who automatically pastes her name when she hears it.

Moreover, facing the queen's request to be happy tonight, I held back. This may also be God's test for me.

Nakatomi Kamazu thought to himself, if he visited on such a cold rainy night, even the coldest woman would not be indifferent.

This idea became more and more determined, he stepped on the muddy road of the imperial palace, and walked to the area where the female relatives lived.

When he came to the door, he knocked on the sliding door with unprecedented determination.

The female officer who came out to open the door looked through the darkness and saw Nakatomi Kamatsu standing under the leaky eaves, reeking of alcohol, and said in surprise, "Master Nakatomi, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"I want to see Master Fu Ji."

"This is not okay, it is too late, and it can easily be misunderstood."

"Please, just take a look, please let me meet her and listen to her voice..."

"But the female relatives next door are still awake, and the sound insulation of the house in the imperial palace is too poor..."

Nakatomi Kamazu prayed: "I can wait, anytime. If I don't see her tonight, I'm afraid I will never have the courage again."

The female officer stood at the door hesitantly, not knowing whether to report or not.

"I'm counting on you." Nakatomi grabbed her hand tightly, with a half-resolute, half-mad expression on his face.

"I can only ask for Master Fuji's opinion for you."

"Thank you very much."

"Don't be too happy, maybe Lord Fu Ji disagrees."

"I'm mentally prepared."

The female officer sighed, and said helplessly, "I'm just reporting, and I'm not responsible for the future."

After finishing speaking, she retreated to the room, but there was no more movement in the room.

The night gradually deepened, and there was only the sound of pattering rain between the sky and the earth. The cold wind wrapped in the drizzle was blowing on the body, making people shiver with cold.

Nakatomi paced back and forth under the small eaves, rubbing his palms vigorously from time to time to keep warm,

After a long time, when the lights of the entire imperial palace were extinguished, the door opened with a "click".

The female officer poked her head out of the dark room: "Come in, Mr. Zhongchen."

Nakatomi was so excited that his whole body was bubbling, he tiptoed, and walked in the door cautiously.

There was no light in the room, and the vision was pitch black.

He groped forward in the darkness, bypassed the screen, and in order to avoid stepping on the beautiful woman, he lay on the ground and crawled through the darkness bit by bit.

Gradually, the tip of his nose smelled a fresh fragrance, and at the same time his hands touched the quilt spread on the floor.

"I finally saw you..." Nakatomi lay down beside her with his feet, heaved a long sigh of relief, his heart, which had been confused for several months, unexpectedly found a moment of peace.

This feeling made him want to cry a little bit.In the past few months, after waking up from a sleep, he inexplicably found that he was taken to Wanchi High School. After a long period of fear, his feet finally returned to the reassuring ground.

He reached out his hand awkwardly to touch her hair, and the silky hair was as cool as snow.Afterwards, he couldn't bear it anymore, and leaned against her shoulder, reached out and stroked her cheek with both hands
"Fu Ji." Nakatomi Kamazu called softly, touching her eyebrows, nose, and lips with both hands, begging: "Can you take a look at me?"

Su Wo Fuji turned around obediently, and the two were face to face, sharing each other's breath.

He tried his best to see her face clearly, but there was no light source in the room, no matter how close he was, his vision was just pitch black, and he could only vaguely see her silver-white long hair slightly whitening in the night.

After staring at it for a while, Nakatomi Kamazu suddenly heard her ask: "Why do you still come here?"

The sound was crisp and a bit chilly, like the sound of running water after the snow melted when spring just came.

"Besides you, I don't know where else I can go."

"But you smell like other women."

"In the past few months, I haven't thought about any woman except you." Nakatomi Kamazu answered her in a sincere tone like an oath, stroking her face back and forth with his hands, trying to remember the outline in his heart through touch.

Suwo Fuji didn't speak, her soft body remained motionless, allowing him to fiddle with her.

The wordless silence made Nakatomi Kamatsu panic. He stopped what he was doing and asked bitterly, "Don't you believe me?"

In the darkness, a pair of eyes stared at him.

Like a clear lake, but also like a deep starry sky.

After a while, she said lightly, "I believe you once."

Nakatomi was so excited that he was on the verge of crying. If he just followed his father's order and approached her with a playful attitude at the beginning, then he now feels that he has completely fallen into it.Even if this is a prepared trap, he also wants to be her servant.

"Fu Ji." Nakatomi stretched out his hand nervously but carefully, and lifted a corner of the quilt.

"May I come in?"

"come in."

"Fu Ji. I like you so much." Nakatomi rolled his feet under the quilt, caressing her smooth skin like satin, and stroking her smooth back and round shoulders with his fingers.

Suwo Fuji stretched out a finger to pick his chin, a smile of unknown meaning appeared on his cold face: "How much do you like it?"

"For you, you don't need anything."

"is it?"

"It's true."

Nakatomi Kamazu grabbed her cold hand and put it on his chest, "Even if you ask me to die for you, I am willing."

The smile on the corner of Suwo Fuji's mouth gradually faded away, her face was like a clear autumn sky, and all her emotions were as light as clouds of smoke.

"Fu Ji." Nakatomi hugged her slender waist tightly with his legs, and buried his face on her neck, as if confiding, saying something from the bottom of his heart.

"For months, I felt like I wasn't me anymore."

"Why do you say that?" Su Wo Fuji rested her chin on his head.

"I used to be like a piece of bamboo. But when I woke up one day, someone poured a lot of rice into my body. When I recovered, I was no longer a bamboo. Instead, it turned into rice in a bamboo tube. But the rice is not mine, I am just a piece of bamboo, why did I somehow turn into rice in a bamboo tube?"

The smile in Suwo Fuji's eyes flashed, and she said lightly: "Your analogy is really interesting."

"Do you only hear it's interesting?" Nakatomi Kamazu felt a little sad, he originally thought that Fu Ji would know the uneasiness in his heart.

"Otherwise, Master Zhongchen?" Su Wo Fuji pressed his head with one hand to prevent him from moving around in her chest, "In my impression, you are not a good person."

Speaking of this, she frowned slightly, Nakatomi did not move his sickle foot, but he had already started to rub her collarbone with his teeth.

This intimate movement made her arch her body subconsciously, and her breathing became messy.It took a while before she got used to the tingling feeling.

The frown gradually eased, and Su Wo Fu Ji continued: "How many women in the capital treat you as a guest, I hate you so much."

"That was before." Nakatomi raised his head, looked at her guiltyly, and then quickly assured: "It will definitely not happen in the future."

"You're sensible." Suwo Fuji replied lightly, and didn't continue to ridicule him, but closed her eyes and listened to the quiet sound of rain.

"Fuji." He propped up his upper body with his hands, stared at the face in the darkness, and asked hoarsely, "I want to kiss you."

Su Wo Fuji didn't open her eyes, and said casually: "Yes."

Nakatomi kamatsu lowered his head and slowly bit her lip.

As cool as snow.

(End of this chapter)