Gu Pan Sheng Zi

Chapter 42N.51
I thought about it, and felt that I had to eat four more years of rice, and courage must be improved, "I've been thinking...you want me to go to the class reunion."

Ye Murong raised his head, and gave me a deep look with his dark eyes. This look was heartless, but it seemed to hide a thousand emotions, making it hard to fathom.He folded his arms and leaned on the car door with his long body. He suddenly smiled, but it was not a smile, "Gu Panzi, when did I say that I would take you to the class reunion?"

"...Not really."

"You will always be like this. Never ask me, just think about it yourself, and then use your subjective assumptions to criticize my actions."

Ye Murong's disappointed tone irritated me, and he yelled at him: "What about you? You are a big man, you never speak your mind, what should I do, what else can I do besides guess?"

After the yelling, the whole car fell silent, and all the people in the car cast glances at me.I thought, it's over, and I'm embarrassing the people of the country again, so let me sew it up.

Ye Murong took my hand, I struggled, his generous hand held me tightly, "Pan Zi, I never thought of taking you to the class reunion."

My arrogance immediately dropped, "Oh, I see."

Later, I reflected on it. One didn't tell the other, and the other didn't ask. That's how many misunderstandings were caused.Each misunderstanding seems small and not fatal, but what about the accumulation of several misunderstandings?The trust between people is not an impregnable iron wall, or even an empty talk when it is weak and unintentional.The ancients often said that it is easier to conquer the country than to defend it, and so is trust.Gaining the trust of the other party often requires years of getting along and getting to know each other, and the disintegration of trust may only require an accidental and random misunderstanding.

Although there was no red-faced quarrel, Ye Murong and I were obviously not in a good mood, so we hurriedly found a restaurant and ordered the Christmas set menu recommended by the store.

A small store, with the flags of Norway and Sweden, and the decoration style of the store is more Nordic.The pre-dinner buns are surprisingly delicious. Although the taste is simple after being buttered, it is better because it has just been baked, and the rosin is soft.

After eating delicious food, I feel better, so I ordered a bottle of Lafite with Ye Murong. The vintage is not too outstanding, but the taste is not bad.It's a little more refreshing after adding ice cubes.

During this time, Ye Murong answered a phone call. There seemed to be a lively atmosphere there, and he said flatly, "I won't go. Well, we have other arrangements. Well, I see. Okay."

Putting down the phone, he said to me: "Cao Yuxin's family has a party tomorrow, and we want to go."

"Oh."

"Well, don't learn to speak like a closed city, should you go or not?"

"Go."

The enthusiastic owner gave us a quarter of the roast turkey and clinked glasses with us with a frothy beer.Norwegians prefer cheese and beer, so they are plump and round.The slightly plump shopkeeper is an old man with gray eyebrows, but he has a childlike smile.Pointing to the photo wall in the store, tell us the story in Japanese with a strange pronunciation.

To be honest, if Europeans and Americans still maintain the intonation and accent of English when speaking Japanese, it is really difficult to understand.So after Ye Murong expressed that we can understand English, the owner ended this two-way torture and switched to English to give us the beautiful aurora and the whole day and night of the Norwegian town.

After treating us to his apple pie, the owner invited us to sing Christmas carols with him.Ye Murong's slight frown was caught by him, he put his arms around Ye Murong's shoulder and said: "Young children, don't be shy, be bold and be a real warrior. Whether it's brandishing a sword or confessing to the girl you love, or singing loudly, don't be shy. shy."

A small restaurant that I walked into at random turned out to be such fun.It seems that God is determined to give me a merry Christmas and will never take it back.Stayed until midnight, the shopkeepers who were like old urchins sang Christmas songs over and over again, hugged each other after the countdown, wished each other a Merry Christmas, and exchanged msn numbers.

After leaving the restaurant and being blown by the cold wind at night, I felt tired from the day.The streets of Shinjuku will never be silent even in the early hours of the morning. There are groups of young people gathered together, and some in twos and threes. Most of them are dressed in fashion, and some are very exaggerated.There are even pseudo-mothers holding bar signs to solicit business by the roadside.

Ye Murong's scarf was very warm, and two fur balls dangled on his chest.He held my hand and put it in the pocket of his warm clothes. The two of us walked side by side under the night sky of Tokyo and the bustling streets of Shinjuku.

The time is, Christmas just after Christmas Eve, in the early hours of the morning.

Back at the hotel, after taking a shower and lying on the soft bed, I couldn't help but think that Ye Murong said that we would have a breakup in Tokyo.How to end it?Today, our state is not like a resentful couple deliberately trying to break the relationship, but like a couple who came out to play.

However, yesterday I saw the derivative state of misunderstanding and realized the importance of communication.

When I wake up and see Ye Murong later, I still have to ask him, I think.

(End of this chapter)