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Chapter 57

The sky is bright and the sun is bright, the universe is clear, and the thin clouds meander and wander.

A standard Japanese garden, a small lake with a straight eye, neatly arranged rhododendron balls, exquisite wooden pavilions, reeds fluttering by the water, tall buildings towering in the distance...

All these scenes are gone.

Kurose Izumi looked at the smiling face of the girl in front of him, and unconsciously clenched her tender little hand.

At this moment, he felt as if he had grasped the whole world, and there was no need in his heart.

"Well, let's go."

Izumi Kurose nodded, took Chirei Shiraishi's hand, and took a leisurely walk along the dug creek.

Beside the stream, rhododendron bushes on both banks are reflected in the water.

When the spring breeze blows past, the word 'peace' arises spontaneously in each other's hearts.

Walk slowly along the winding gravel road, and after a while, you can see the reflection of green pine in the water.

The pine tree is so fresh and green, but it can't match the warmth in the palm of your hand.

"It's beautiful." Kurose Izumi couldn't help but sigh when he saw the reeds fluttering by the water and the green pines by the stream.

"Well, it's a good idea to go out for a walk, right?" Shiraishi Qianlian nodded and said with a smile.

"right……"

Kurose Izumi also laughed, and he was glad that he was not in Ichibancho, so he chose to go back.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to hold hands with Baishi Qianlian.

'It's like a dream...'

Kurose Izumi thought secretly in his heart.

However, having said that, will he sweat palms because of nervousness?

If the palms are really sweaty, it will leave Shiraishi Chirei with a bad hand-holding experience, right?

She should be the same as herself, who is holding hands with for the first time?

As if seeing his nervousness, Baishi Qianlian stopped and said softly, "Don't be nervous, your hands are shaking."

"Ah... sorry, I was worried if my hands would sweat." Kurose Izumi apologized quickly, subconsciously wanting to let go.

But he never thought that the delicate, slightly cold hand was suddenly clenched tightly, not allowing him to let go.

"No." Shiraishi Qianlian shook her head slightly, "Even if it happens, it's fine, I don't feel annoying, because I'm also nervous, and I'm sweating too. Do you hate me with sweaty palms?"

"Of course not!" Kurose Izumi replied without hesitation.

At the same time, he also felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief, with sweetness and joy in his heart.

Once again, Izumi Kurose realized how gentle and considerate Shiraishi Chirei is!
Afterwards, the two of them interlocked their fingers and walked downstream along the stream, passing a big Nuo Pavilion.

This pavilion is built with small bridges and flowing water with unique ingenuity.

It is said that this is the true inheritance of the Soviet-style garden, and the Taihu stones are also very standard and full of charm.

But in fact, this is a Fujian-style building named "Old Yuliang".

Looking from the "Old Yuliang", the pine trees are pruned to look like parasols, and tourists sit in the shade of the trees and let the time flow slowly.

"Shall we also go to rest for a while?" Kurose Izumi suggested.

Before they knew it, they had walked a certain distance, and it was time to rest.

Although she still wanted to hold hands again, but Baishi Qianlian was injured, maybe she was forcing herself along the way.

"okay."

So, the two walked past the "Old Yuliang" and came to rest under a pine tree.

Kurose Izumi looked around and found that many tourists were lying down, so he also learned to lie down.

Lying on the grass, the fragrance of the land poured into my nose, and the green grass caressed my face with the breeze.

During this period of time, it was peaceful and peaceful, as if even the sky was within reach.

Looking at this scene, Kuroseizumi couldn't help saying a sentence in "Xiang Jixuan Zhi": "There is a loquat tree in the garden, which was planted by my wife when she died, and now it is like a roof."

There is no special meaning in saying this sentence.

The only sentence he could think of in his mind was a poem that could describe the pine trees that covered him like a pavilion.

Shiraishi Qianrei, who was sitting beside her, said softly, "Return to Youguang's prose."

"Huh? You actually know?" Kurose Izumi couldn't hide his surprise.

It is not surprising that this prose is known in China.

But this is Japan.

In the Mandarin class I took, most of them were about the Three Kingdoms and some literati's poems, there were almost no prose like this!

"It's probably because I read a lot."

"Shiraishi, you are very knowledgeable." Kurose Izumi said with emotion.

Once again, he realized the gap between himself and Shiraishi Qianrei.

The other party is good-looking, has the best academic performance in the country, is knowledgeable, is good at playing games, knows how to use computers and music...

'Fuck, Baishi is actually Feng Aotian with the rebirth system, right? '

Kurose Izumi murmured secretly, thinking to himself, how can the gap between people be so big?
"It's just a hobby." Baishi Qianlian's tone was flat, without the slightest hint of pride.

Yes, just plain.

For her, these are really not something to be proud of, because it is too easy.

She learns everything quickly, and her memory is better than ordinary people.

So is comprehension.

Ordinary people's learning is just learning, and writing down knowledge points is considered learning.

But she is different, while she learns, she also draws inferences from one instance!

"If it's a hobby, it's really amazing."

"I think you, Teacher Eternal, are even more remarkable."

"No, no, not as good as you."

"Hmph, why do we look like idiots, who is more amazing?" Baishi Qianlian covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

"Yeah, like an idiot."

Kurose Izumi also laughed, feeling relieved.

After that, the two of them had a good rest and went to visit the "Old Western Mansion Imperial Rest House", and then watched the cherry blossoms fall by a lakeside.

During the process, they smiled and talked aloud from time to time, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

Unfortunately, no more holding hands.

Izumi Kurose was embarrassed to go to hold him again, but Chirei Shiraishi didn't mention it.

After walking around Shinjuku Gyoen, both of them felt a little tired.

"Let's go, go back."

"Well, I had a lot of fun."

"Me too."

Leaving Shinjuku Gyoen, because I didn't want to go home and cook Kurose Izumi, I found a family restaurant for lunch.

Following the guidance of the clerk, they sat down on a double seat inside the restaurant.

The cuisine of this family restaurant is very rich, including Japanese, American and Chinese.

Needless to say, there are some common curry, pork chops, and tempura.

The beauty is fried chicken, burgers and fries, that is, the kind of KFC.

There is something interesting in it, there are mapo tofu, golden shrimp balls, Chinese cold noodles, Yangzhou fried rice and so on.

According to the clerk, their Chinese dishes are specially made by Chinese chefs!
"Give me Kung Pao Chicken and Mapo Tofu." Kurose Izumi ordered with great interest, looking forward to it.

He still misses the taste of his hometown, especially the chicken soup.

Not salty or bland.

It's Lao Guang's stewed chicken with pork belly. The taste is simply amazing!

"Please also give me a mapo tofu, and a golden shrimp ball."

After a cursory glance at the menu, Shiraishi Qianrei also decided to try Chinese dishes that she had never tried before.

"Okay, please wait a moment, both of you." The clerk took down the order of the two of them, and after a salute, he left leisurely.

(End of this chapter)