Brother in Japan mixed club

The next morning, we drove to the coast of the Gulf of Mexico. After lunch, we found a restaurant and went to a small beach nearby. Both Asada and Jixiang were wearing swimsuits, and Asada was wearing a skirt. Ji Xiang's plain white swimsuit and a plain blue swimsuit. 【】

Asada took out three bath towels from a big Nike bag and spread them out on the beach. I walked in wearing flowery underpants, with Asada and Norika lined up on the left and right.

The sky is blue, the sun is so generous that it doesn't cast a hot gaze, and the sea water rippling and moaning from time to time, like a whisper in the night.

After lying down for a while, I stood up and said to Ji Xiang on the right, "Ji Xiang, go to the beach and pick up some shells for fun."

"Where are there shells on this broken beach? I'm too lazy to pick them up." Ji Xiang frowned and dismissed them.

"Go, there should be, um" I signaled with my eyes, "Don't you think you..." Then I sneaked a glance at Asada beside Ji Xiang, gesturing to her.

"Oh, it's all right! I'll just jump into the sea." Ji Xiang got up and ran towards the sea, shouting, "Ahhhhh!"

Sometimes the term "light bulb" for a third person isn't annoying in itself, but it's called a light bulb because deeper conversations or romantic conversations don't lend themselves to the presence of a third person.This is different from movies. Without lines to recite, it is difficult to communicate in front of outsiders.Two people are the most suitable for in-depth communication. When the third person is present, in order not to snub the other party, you have to put aside the original topic and talk to the third person consolingly, but this will inevitably affect the previous conversation. The conversation between the two disturbed the rhythm, at least, it was like this for me, and this is why people especially complain about the existence of the third person, the so-called light bulb.

Asada lay half-closed on the towel, as if enjoying the sun.

"Will it be too dazzling?" I propped my head with one hand on my side, and put the other hand in front of Asada's eyes and said, "Why don't you go under the sun umbrella?"

"Huh? Oh, no, Muzhou-kun is so good." Asada said, sitting up, holding his knees in his arms, facing the bay in front of him.

I also sat up, but felt uncomfortable again. I lay down and half-supported my body on my elbows. I also looked at the sea in front of me, "How is life in the United States? Do your parents come to you often?" I said.

"Well, basically come here once every half a month or a month. Mr. Muzhou, do you know? Sometimes I hate your tone of voice... as if nothing has happened. It's been a long time since we saw each other, but when it comes to The words are as familiar as if we just met yesterday. It made Mako feel at ease, but he had to accept it."

"Uh...hehe, what else do you want me to do? Do you still have to shout 'I miss you, Mako!' That's too much. Also, when your parents don't come to you, it's just you Do you feel..." I wanted to say I was lonely or lonely, but I couldn't say it, because I was afraid of being hurt.

"Yes, often, no, it should be occasionally. Later, lightly." Asada pursed her lips and shook her head and smiled at me. Her hair was blown to her cheeks by the wind. I reached out to help her straighten it, and Asada just stared at her. I hand, smiled and did not stop.

"Huh... How long will it be before I can return to China? Didn't I say that I would only stay for one or two years? Now it's the second year." I asked.

"This... I don't know either, what they say, maybe next year, maybe... Maybe another year, or even two years." Asada rested his chin on his knees, staring at the ocean in front of him with eyes that seemed to be in focus, "Mu Mr. Zhou... What do you think if the real son dies one day? It just disappears, disappears, and can't be found there."

I turned my head to the side, not daring to look at her again, and pretended to be angry and said, "Idiot, why are you saying such things?"

"Just ask, if Makoto dies, what will happen to Mr. Mu Zhou? Will he be sad, sad?"

"Death...?" I stared blankly at the sea water, "Then how do you die, do you know? There are small creatures in the river, their life cycle is only one day, if they die in the morning, it is considered premature death, If he dies in the afternoon, he will die. But," I smiled at the puzzled Asada Mako, "if we weigh the luck and misfortune of this day, I think we will all laugh."

"Yes, too short."

"But compared with the mountains, rivers and seas that tend to eternity, our life is probably rarer than a day, at most it is a moment. There are some fish, three fish or salmon, they live in the sea for several years, and wait until they give birth. After the egg stage, they will swim back to the freshwater area where they were born to lay eggs. After laying eggs, they will die, because after a long and difficult trek, they will return to the upstream freshwater area where they were originally born, with high waterfalls and rapids. The water in the river has exhausted all their energy."

"What did Mr. Mu Zhou say about this?"

"To be honest, I don't know why I said this, and I don't know if I would be very sad if you disappeared, because I don't know what the meaning of life is, so I can't answer your question. Life The length of time? Or the breadth or depth of the life course? I don’t know how to judge, but I think you are good now, Mako, at least you realize that you are alive. You must know that many people do not realize that they are alive, just like A piece of mud on the wall, waiting to dry to the ground and crumble to end this life."

Asada lowered his head and stretched out his hands to trace the sand on the beach beside him, "I realized that I was alive because I was worried that I would die one day, and I died unprepared."

"There are many kinds of death. Flying catastrophe, or even a flower pot falling from the roof just killed the pedestrians below. Don't worry about this, okay? It's something unpredictable in itself. Some people say that life is like It’s the same as eating, when you are happy and satisfied, you will leave this feast of life freely and without regret.”

"What if I'm not full? There are so many good dishes and I don't have time to eat, or I can't eat..."

"Then eat quickly..." I suddenly didn't know how to answer.

"Uh...Mr. Muzhou has gained knowledge, and can say so many things at once."

I looked at Mako, didn't speak, just smiled, ever since I knew Mako was sick, the shadow of death not only shrouded her head, but also lingered in my heart all the time, I can only explain it through non-stop thinking I was in such a bad mood, I couldn't think about it, so I went to the book, after thinking, after thinking, but there was no suitable answer.Just now when Makoto asked the question of death, my heart ached, but I had to hide it.The cry of mourning may be heard at the same moment as the cry of a newborn baby falling to the ground. The same cry has completely opposite meanings. Death and new birth should also cycle like this, but there are few people who have the courage to face death.I understand that Makoto doesn't tell me the reason of her illness, but who can understand the pain of my pretending to be deaf and dumb? I hate myself a little. I don't have the courage to get to the bottom of it. I am afraid that this is a disease that I cannot bear.Mako is unfortunate at this moment, happiness is freedom from pain for a natural person, but what about Mako?

"Ahhhh!" Ji Xiang yelled and ran back towards us, ran to the front and back of us, took out a small crab from behind, put it in front of us, and shouted, "!"

"Where did you get it?"

"I picked it up, but I was pecked to death by a bird, and there is a big hole in the shell." Ji Xiang said regretfully, grabbing the crab's two small pincers.

"If it falls into your hands, life would be worse than death, and it would be better to be pecked to death by birds." I said.

At night, after the knock on the door, Asada walked into my bedroom with a plate of cut fruit, "Muzhou-kun, are you leaving the day after tomorrow?" Asada asked.

"Well, I have to go to Canada to visit Li Hao and the others. I have something to do." I watched Asada sitting on the round chair next to my bed, wearing a suspender dress, smooth shoulders and two white clouds looming on his chest.

"Can't we stay a few more days before leaving?" Asada put the fruit plate on the edge of the bed, picked up a small fork and inserted a piece of peeled apple into it and handed it to me.

I took it, chewed it, and said, "I'm afraid it won't work, there are still many things to deal with in Japan. If it doesn't work, you can go back to China with us, how about it?"

"Ah?" After hearing this, Asada said with erratic eyes, "Well...my parents are coming over, I may not have much time...wait for the winter vacation."

"Well, let's go to the winter vacation." I said as I picked up the fruit plate in front of me and put it on the table beside me, smiled and took Asada's hand, and finally pulled her to the bed where I was lying, and hugged her.Asada was a little stunned by my hug, stared at me with watery eyes, and asked, "Muzhou-kun?"

"Hmm..." I replied, without saying anything, I leaned closer to her lips.

If you want to say that I cheated, I admit that for Huimei, I cheated. I never wanted to give any reason to argue for my cheating. fall.The smooth skin is as delicate as a goose egg, and I haven't smelled a fragrance belonging to Asada for a long time.When 'sensibility' ran to the bed, there was a possibility of being stabbed to death by 'love and desire'.So when you are in bed, don’t talk to me about rationality and restraint. The reins of impulsiveness have already fallen together with Asada’s dress, galloping in the carnival of instinct, and rationality can only be like a shepherd dog with a broken leg, roaring twice Voice, right as self-comfort.

Asada's voice was intermittent like the tide of the Gulf of Mexico. I inadvertently turned my head to the door, and the gap between the curtains was dark.

After a long absence, the two of us once again hungrily sucked each other's sweetness, but the dripping dew stained Asada's white satin-like belly.

I only stayed in Asada for four days, during which I occasionally walked with her, went shopping, and went shopping in the supermarket together. In just a few days, the life was very comfortable. It was a rare relaxation, and Ji Xiang didn't bother me and Asada too much. .Asada asked the fat lady to help me prepare the air ticket and procedures in advance, and I didn't need to worry too much. Ji Xiang chose to stay in Houston to accompany Asada Mako, and I went to find Li Hao and the others alone.

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