Brother in Japan mixed club

I was in the cabin of a Boeing 747, and the person behind me kept flipping newspapers and rustling, and the flight attendants would poke their heads out from the service cabin from time to time. It was pitch black, and everyone around was more or less dozing off. 【】I picked up a blanket to cover myself, put on headphones, listened to the music and began to relax. I regarded Wang Asada as a trip, and I needed a trip to relax myself.I think travel is an indispensable part of a person's life. If the situation permits, I prefer to travel alone. The kind of self-observation, emptying my mind, indulging in a place, thinking will change because of the environment, the process of travel It is also a process of self-knowledge, but I don't like flying. I don't know how long this long empty flight will last before reaching the destination. I have already flown for seven or eight hours.

Half asleep, half awake, hearing the sound of the plane broadcasting, squinting to see that Ji Xiang beside him is eating a lunch box with a particularly strong appetite.

"Is it coming?" I asked.

"Well, we'll be here soon, would you like something to eat?" Ji Xiang asked, pointing to her lunch box.

"Don't eat."

"Eat some, come." Ji Xiang picked up a piece of ham and stretched it towards my mouth.

"Don't eat, I have no appetite."

"Eat as soon as I tell you, ah..." Ji Xiang coaxed like a child.

I really didn't want to waste my time talking, so Nai opened his mouth, probably because he didn't rinse his mouth after waking up, the ham tasted very pungent, it was hard to swallow, and he almost spit it out.After removing the blanket and twisting my lower body, at 11:[-] a.m., it didn't take long to feel that the plane began to slowly land through the clouds and land at the George Bush Intercontinental Airport in Houston, USA.After the plane came to a complete stop, soft English songs played on the ceiling of the cabin. Ji Xiang and I packed our luggage and got off the plane with the crowd.

"Will Asada come to pick us up?" I asked.

"He said he was here to pick us up."

When we got to the exit, Ji Xiang dragged me along while looking around.

"There! Mako!!" Ji Xiang waved and shouted excitedly.

"Ji Xiang, Mu Zhou-kun." Makoto is wearing a slightly loose white pleated short-sleeved shirt, with a brown tight vest inside, a pair of denim shorts underneath, and a pair of sneakers, which looks very European and American , and the skin is slightly darker than before, probably because of summer.

"The sunshine in the United States is very good, and it makes you so healthy." I said.

Seeing her shaking the sign with our name in her hand, after hearing what I said, she stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, covered most of her face with the sign, smiled and said, "I often bask in the sun recently. It's a bit too much." After Asada finished speaking, he stretched out his arm to walk forward with Ji Xiang, "I thought I would almost miss you, and I just finished the exam, and we have summer vacation tomorrow, and there is another exam in the afternoon. "Asada drove a hatchback Ford car, white, very linear, small and cute like a squatting white rabbit.

"This America is really spacious, much more spacious than Japan." I said while lying in the back compartment.

"Nonsense, the population is only half that of Japan, and the area is indeed dozens of times that of Japan. Japan has more than 37 square kilometers, while the United States has more than 930 million! If you think Japan is narrow, you can go to the desert to live. There is no one there. Compete with you for space." Ji Xiang shouted in the co-pilot without looking back.

After hearing this, Asada giggled and drove towards the house he rented.

She lives near Rice University, and it takes more than half an hour's drive from the intercontinental airport, which belongs to the suburbs of Houston.I have to say that the United States is indeed rich. Every family has its own independent garden. Asada’s house is in a clustered community. This is not a high-end villa area, but it is not bad. The color style of each house is different. Similarly, they are far apart, and much more spacious than Japan. In this country with a population of only [-]-[-] million, it has the fourth largest land area in the world, so there is absolutely no need to build so many high-rise buildings.The car was parked in front of a two-story villa. The skin of the house was made of light red decorative bricks, the roof was dark blue with white grids, and there were creeper-like ivy on one side of the house. The whole house felt very comfortable, and a small garden was planted in front of the house. There are many bonsai with colorful flowers. I don't know much about flowers and plant species, I just feel green and the air is very fresh.According to Ji Xiang, there are only two people living in this house, one is Asada, and the other is a hired housekeeper who is responsible for daily cleaning and food.

"Muzhou-kun, you haven't eaten yet, have you? The pizza I made for you," Asada said with a smile while opening the door, "It's delicious."

"Well, I'm starving, the food on the plane is terrible, but some people's strong stomachs are obviously not afraid of anything."

"And" Ji Xiang ignored me while holding her backpack, and went into the house.

The house is very clean and very spacious.Simple American decoration style, it seems too deserted for two people.A fat woman is sitting on the white pine single sofa in the living room and reading. Although the single sofa is wide enough, it looks extremely narrow compared to that woman. When we came in, she put down the book and got up from the sofa , the fat on the body also seems to feel our youthful strength, shaking up and down.The flesh on her body must have self-awareness, otherwise how could it be so uncontrollable, I thought.

The woman walked over with a smile on her face, with a unique American expression and a donut-shaped waist, which was quite joyful.Seeing the approaching with open arms, I quickly recalled and organized my English vocabulary, wondering if I should use how re you?Or how o you o?

Unexpectedly, the woman said in pure Japanese, "Miss Asada is back! Oh, and Miss Ando, ​​this must be Mufukun!" After speaking, she hugged us one by one.

Asada took out a hot pizza from the microwave, placed it on the dining table, and beckoned me to eat it.

"Muzhou-kun, I have to go to school in the afternoon, and I have an exam. After the exam, I will have a holiday. After the holiday, I will play with you again." Asada said.

"Oh, it's okay, you can take the exam at ease, and I can just go for a stroll in the afternoon, it's not a big problem."

"Just don't get lost." Asada said with a smile.

Asada hurried to the school in the afternoon, leaving the car for us to drive, and Ji Xiang and I went to the downtown of Houston. There are towering buildings in the downtown, and there are many parking lots, open-air and between buildings, just like the land here. No money is required.It turns out that Americans do have a lot of cars.Since Ji Xiang has been here a few times before, she is not very interested, and I just go for a drive around Houston.

In the evening, I just ate a few dishes made by the fat woman. Ji Xiang and Asada wanted to go for a walk after dinner. On the single sofa, I was finishing some needlework. The fat woman’s name is Ryoko Kishimoto. This is the Japanese name she gave herself. When I add this name to her, I always feel like naming a big brown bear ktty. illusion.

"Miss Mako is a good girl, gentle, kind, and considerate," the fat woman said, putting down her work, taking off her glasses and tilting her head at me, "always thinking of others."

"Well, Mako is a good girl." I got up from the three-seater sofa and said with a smile.

"Fate always doesn't like to favor such a girl," he said, shrugging his shoulders with a regretful expression, "God should pay special attention to such a beautiful and gentle girl, but let her suffer so much. The torment of illness is painful.”

"She's strong."

"Yes, do you know how painful it is? Every time she treats her, she doesn't care. Yes, she doesn't care. She even comforts others. She loves others more than herself."

The fat woman didn't know that I knew about Asada's illness. She might think I knew, and I didn't want to act like I didn't know.

"Well, she's always so kind," I said.

"A few days ago, I heard that Mr. Muzhou was coming to her, so she went out to bask in the sun every day."

"Why?" I asked.

The fat woman spread her hands and smiled, "I said I want to make myself darker, it looks healthy like that, you don't know how pale Miss Mako's face was a few days ago. The dark spots do look healthy, but the summer sun is very scorching Yes, that silly girl."

"She will recover."

"I hope so, this disease makes people suffer, so be careful everywhere. Mr. Mu Zhou, would you like some snacks? There are some sandwich biscuits in the cupboard. I'll get you some to eat."

"Oh, no, I'm a little tired, I want to go back to the bedroom and sleep, because of the jet lag." I imitated the movement and expression of her shrugging shoulders just now.

"Yes, jet lag is a headache." The fat woman smiled and raised her eyebrows and said, "Your room is in the first bedroom on the second floor. Miss Asada personally selected the sheets and quilts, which are very comfortable. The sheets were given to you last year. It was arranged, but Mr. Muzhou didn't come because of something, and she was still sad for a while. You should take more time and make more phone calls. For a girl, waiting is sometimes more difficult than illness .”

"This..." My heart was tangled up like clothes being wrung dry, "Yes, I was delayed by something last time, and I will come to her often in the future. I'm going to rest, good night."

"Good night."

The bedroom is very good, the walls are light green, high-grade gray, and the wooden bed is very simple.Plus the quilt with yellow stripes, it is very warm, there is a writing desk next to the bed, there are several photo frames, I picked it up, one photo taken by Ji Xiang on the way to school in the third year of high school, and one photo taken when the freshman started school .A shy smile, a charming smile.

The house is clean, it should have been cleaned today.Asada's appearance is so cheerful, but his heart is so distressing.Looking at this room, I feel that it is difficult to breathe, which makes people feel at ease.In my eyes, the love with Asada has long been like a pool of stagnant water, but I didn't expect that a few words from the fat woman would cause ripples.

I lay down on the bed, covered my mouth with the quilt, rolled up the corner of the quilt, and rolled myself into a rice dumpling, "Ah...!!" roared loudly, shouted hysterically, and kept shouting.

No one could hear this laborious roar but me and the bedding.

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