My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 173 You are like the starry sky, and the starry sky is like you.

There is such a legend in Nagano Prefecture that in the vast mountains, there lives a chubby and chubby Totoro.

At night, it will lead its children to play tunes at the top of the branches. When it rains, it will wear a small lotus leaf cap and wait for its majestic big cat bus at the bus stop.

Its broad belly is as soft as cotton. When it is asleep, you can jump up and down on it. When you are tired of playing, you can lie down on it to sleep.

It is mild-tempered, stable and down-to-earth.In your most difficult time, it will lend a helping hand to you.

"So why are there cat-shaped buses?"

"I heard that it was a kind of cat demon in ancient times. Because it liked the shape of buses, it turned into a cat bus."

"Liar, how could such a cat monster exist?"

"If you don't believe me, ask Mr. Totoro."

"Yeeeeeeeeee~~"

"Puff ha ha~~" Niijima rolled around happily twice, buried his small face in Mr. Totoro's stomach, and exclaimed in his mouth: "It's so comfortable~~ It's like rolling on a blanket filled with geothermal heat in winter. "

"Yeeeeeeee~~" Mr. Totoro widened his eyes, stretched out his short hand and tapped her forehead, the soft green air flow spread in the car, and the tip of his nose was filled with healing breath like a newborn leaf.

"Ah, the injury is healed." Niijima exclaimed in surprise like a child, and looked towards the Fujiwara starry sky.

In the clear black eyes, there are two starry sky against the background.

It took Fujiwara Xingkong about a second to distinguish the two starry skies, one was himself, and the other was the gorgeous starry sky outside the car window.

Before he could react, Niijima bounced off Mr. Totoro's belly and crashed directly into his arms.

She looked out the window and urged, "Look."

Hearing the sound of gurgling water, Xingkong Fujiwara turned his head and looked out the window, and found that the cat-shaped bus was on a river, running away on the sparkling water.

Above the car roof, you can see the beautiful starry sky.

The black sky is covered with diamond-like stars, shining with dazzling light, pouring out thousands of points of silver ash, and the whole world is covered with a layer of beautiful and refined silver veil.

The river exudes a mysterious atmosphere in the quiet night, and the water and sky merge into one color, deeply attracting people's souls.

The starlight rippled on the ripples made by the cat's paws, and the gentleness was transmitted to the nerve endings through the ripples. Many memories suddenly surged in my heart. As the water flowed, it seemed that someone had cut the starlight into sparks. In an instant, people could see All the prosperity.

"Wow, so beautiful."

Niijima's excited voice brought Fujiwara Hoshikora's thoughts back to reality. He looked down and saw the girl lying by the window. The stars were shining on the tip of her nose, and the breeze blowing over the side of her face was like With a life-like sound and a pleasant "whirring" sound, wherever you go, there is peace and tranquility.

Like a child~~ Fujiwara Hoshikora thought to himself, but then, he smiled in his heart.

At her current age, she is indeed just a child.Probably, what I want to do is to let her be so simple and happy all the time.

"Fujiwara, do you know?"

"Well, what?"

Niijima suddenly turned her head and stared at him with rounded eyes. Fujiwara Hoshiku was surprised to find that there was a rare blush on her cheeks.

"In my eyes, you are like the starry sky, you will shine."

The lights in the carriage swirled around her like pollen and catkins, reminiscent of the romance of spring.

Then, she gently buried her face on Fujiwara Hoshizora's chest.

"Give me a fairy tale please? Don't break it."

The hands that were about to push her away stopped for a while, and then fell stiffly on the girl's back.

"Go to sleep." Fujiwara Xingkong rubbed the complicated starlight in his eyes, and the night wind blowing in from the window stirred his collar. He opened his mouth, then paused, "After waking up, there will be more beautiful scenery."

"Don't lie to me!"

"Ok!"

Hearing his assurance, Niijima finally smiled in relief.

Laughter echoed in the cozy car, and the warm smile drifted away with the wind.

There is no need for too many words, because all emotions cannot be expressed clearly. The stars are reflected on the water, the flowing water and the stones bid farewell gently, and the moon and the fish tell their love.

This end, the other end, the sky, and the surface of the water all gather the same stars, the same light, and the same color.

Mr. Totoro looked at the two suspiciously. After a while, he smiled innocently, took out a flute with his short hand, and played ethereal music.

At the same time, the singing of the gods came faintly from my ears.

[Wind from deep in the forest. ]
[Stretches out an invisible hand and gently strokes the ears of wheat. ]
[The wind passes by and blows your hair. ]
[Swaying away quietly. ]
In this fleeting light, everything seems to be illusory, and only this lingering song has a trace of existential weight.Like a lonely surfboard floating in the vast sea, I glimpsed a mirage in the distance on the hot summer sea surface.

Along the passage of wind, the cat-shaped bus traveled all the way, crossed the gentle river, crossed the verdant fields, and crossed the undulating hillside.

As early morning approaches, the night of panic is over, and the warm lights travel through the morning mist, as if you are wandering in a fairyland.

As the sun rises, a bright light instantly penetrates the sea of ​​ash...

What floated in front of my eyes was the spreading green.

Watch small fish swimming in the gaps in the leaves, and painted shrimps stand on the tips of grass blades.A few houses are inadvertently exposed among the tangled vegetation, there are ancient houses with printed flags fluttering, the wooden bridge in front of the house is followed by the alley, and the deep tunnel under the bridge seems to have railway tracks leading to a deeper place.

The cat-shaped bus came from the morning light, happily passed through the tunnel, and rushed to another world.

……

There were colorful waves in the dream, it was a large sea of ​​flowers, covering the sky and covering the sky, easily obliterating her in this swaying halo.

When I opened my eyes, I found that it was dawn.

The sunlight outside the window shines on the ancient candlesticks through the glazed windows.

The air is mixed with the freshness of the soil, and the birds stop on the branches of the trees, singing tirelessly, one after another.

Niijima fell off the bed, walked out of the corridor, pushed open the door of the entrance, and stepped into the courtyard.

After walking along the stone path for a while, I came across a wooden fence neatly arranged in a row, and the gravel path extended here and was cut off by a pond.

In the clear water of the pool, colorful koi play and swim in the water, vines and moss grow gratifyingly by the pool, a few creepers chase each other, and bees and dragonflies are flying and circling among them, creating a scene full of vitality.

She walked along the pond for a while and caught a glimpse of a graceful white arc out of the corner of her eye.Then, I heard the sound of Kari being caressed by the greedy morning wind.

In front of his sight, Fujiwara Hoshikora, who had changed into a pure white hunting suit at some point, stood quietly in the pool, holding a bouquet of flower branches in his hand and waving it boredly. The fine petals fell on the water, reflecting the shimmering light.

The fish swimming at the bottom seemed to understand his thoughts, one after another, they rushed to his feet immersed in the water, kind and well-behaved.The corners of his lips were slightly raised, his brows and eyes were like water, staring at the fish swimming between his feet.

The summer morning light dyed his profile flawlessly, and from a distance, he looked like a god who had fallen into the world.

Niijima was stunned for a moment. She covered her mouth tightly, for fear that she would not be able to help but scream out and destroy this picturesque scene.

(End of this chapter)