The glory of Kyoto wings

Chapter 250
"Ahhhh!!!"

Liangying Tianhai didn't expect her mother to be so concerned about being beaten to death after she got married, and just boarded the Shinkansen back to Kyoto, she couldn't help but sneezed.

He rubbed his cold, red nose.

She glanced at the ticket in her hand, followed the crowd, and found her seat by the window. After she sat down completely, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Running back secretly is like elopement!
Especially on New Year's Eve, those who cut first and played later did not tell their parents, and ran back to see Minamoto Raimiko.

It's only three or four o'clock and it's still relatively early.

But at six or seven o'clock, my mother will definitely call him. If she knows that she will not go back for the New Year, she will definitely be furious, and based on her knowledge of her mother, if she knows that she is going to Kyoto for the New Year, it will be too late to come here overnight. Very likely.

Thinking of Liangying Tianhai's resolution, no one can delay her plan, and turn off the phone directly after six o'clock, so everything will be fine.

After all, I didn't receive a call, so I don't count as disobeying my mother. This kind of explanation is reasonable!

After thinking about it for a while, she completely forgot about this matter, and the next thing to do was how to give senior a surprise, and then win senior's love.

She turned on her phone again to confirm the gift.

In order to prepare a surprise for her senior, Liangying Tianhai carefully selected flowers from a flower shop on the Internet two days ago. As a girl who often receives flowers, she still knows what flowers are the most beautiful. I bought a copy of Osechi Cuisine and delivered it to my door.

"Surely no one cares as much as I do?"

Liangying Tianhai looked out the window, her eyes narrowed slightly, her expression seemed indifferent, but her lip gloss was already raised.

Thinking that everyone else had already gone home, and only she went back to celebrate the new year, she had a picture in her mind.

On a cold and windy night, the lonely Minamoto opened the door, thinking it was a reminder from the property management or the security guard, but when he opened the door and saw himself in the dusty world holding flowers, warmth flooded into his heart instantly, and tears filled his heart She stared blankly at herself.

When she entered the house, she put the exquisite osechi dishes on the table, and said gently and carefully that these were nothing, but she just felt that the senior was too lonely, so she wanted to go back to accompany him.

I'm afraid that the senior will burst into tears directly, maybe his status in his heart has risen several levels, and he will even cry and speak with snot bubbling.

"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect that among so many girls I know, only Tianhai you are sincere to me! I shouldn't be so stingy to you before, and I only prefer you in the future. I regret that I was not so good before." Well, I will treat you a hundred times better in the future! No, a thousand times! Ten thousand times is not enough!"

When the brain came to this point, Liangying Tianhai's eyes had already narrowed into a crescent shape, and the whole person had already grinned, and the smile couldn't be stopped no matter what.

That's right, that's it!The three thousand seniors of Ruo Shui only take a spoonful from themselves, and they will only love themselves from now on!

But Ateng is pretty good, so let the seniors also favor Ateng a little bit, but the imperial medicine bag should go away quickly!And what about Shengzi Shengu and Aiko Shengu, don't get involved with those women!

After boarding this train, Liangying Tianhai has already seen the dawn of victory. Now that everyone has left, the gates of the city are wide open, but I have the advantage. The overall situation is settled tonight!
Taking [-] million steps back to the moon, even if the senior is not as moved as he imagined, but only slightly moved, this action of mine is definitely worth it.

What's more, Liangying Tianhai has a secret weapon!
She lowered her head slightly, looked at the button-up jeans she was wearing on her legs, and lifted up some loose trousers with her fingers. A ray of black silk luster radiated from the ankles, shining with the color called ambition.

Is this sincerity enough?

The senior likes black silk so much, but I deliberately layered it like this. Even if I got tired of seeing black silk, I bought a maid outfit, a princess outfit, and a cheongsam outfit.

It can be said that he is wearing armor and going to the battlefield!
In terms of her own charm, Liangying Tianhai admits that she is not as beautiful as Ateng, and she may be slightly inferior to the big green tea of ​​Yuyaodai.

But in terms of arousing the interest of her seniors, she thinks that she will not be weak in her life, and she will definitely make Yuan Laiguang fall under her skirt. At that time, it is time to turn over and sing on the top, and change positions!

But at the mention of sleep she shuddered again.

Because she remembered that dream again.

But she quickly adjusted and comforted herself that it was just a dream. These days, she was suffering from neurasthenia caused by Ateng and Yuyao Daichayin, and it was not real.

But she suddenly had an idea in her heart.

I know that my senior is celebrating the New Year by himself, so I ran back specially today. Would the royal medicine bag Chayin and Ateng think the same as me?
Liangying Tianhai's face suddenly turned pale.

impossible!Absolutely impossible!
Ateng is so stupid, he can get lost even when he goes out to buy a soda, how could he think of this, as for the sound of imperial medicine bag tea, that guy must not have thought of it either.
It should be unexpected, right?

Liangying Tianhai felt a little guilty, and she calculated in her heart that she knew that the hometown of Oyakudai Chayin was in Uji City, which was very close to downtown Kyoto, and it would only take an hour by bus.

If that guy came up with a genius idea like me on a whim, and ran to find senior at night
The more she thought about it, the more flustered she became.

He swallowed dryly.

It wasn't until he took several deep breaths, the Shinkansen slowly started to depart, and the scenery outside the window began to recede, that the flustered feeling Liangying Tianhai had just subsided.

"It's impossible to come back, that guy Yuyaodai Chayin will never be so kind to senior."

She was thinking wildly in her mind, and kept comforting herself in her heart, but once some thoughts grew out, they would breed crazily like a demon.

Anyway, the more I think about it, the more I feel uncertain.

Until the train started to speed up, but there was a middle-aged man and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy standing next to the parking space on the left of the lane, but they seemed to have quarreled with another person because of the seat problem.

"This is obviously my seat, uncle, where is your seat, can you take your own seat?"

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, who looked frail, squeezed a bill in his hand, and was talking to the man sitting by the window who was drawing with a hand-painted tablet. It seemed that it belonged to him. seat.

And his father stood beside him, looking taller, but he didn't mean to speak.

The boy opened his mouth like this, and there were originally two seats by the window, but now there is only the somewhat unkempt man holding a hand-painted tablet to write and draw, and the fool knows that he is talking to him.

However, the man who looked like a painter paused the paintbrush in his hand after hearing the sound, frowned and looked at the boy and said unhappily, "Is your name written on the seat?"

"No, I didn't write it down." The boy didn't seem to have much experience in communication, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and handed over the ticket to the adult's eyes: "This is my ticket, look at it, uncle, there is a seat number on it. "

"What bill? Didn't I buy a ticket when I took the bus? Don't delay my drawing! I finally got the inspiration, you have to make trouble, can't you sit in other seats? You, the parent, don't care!"

It seemed that he was completely disturbed. The man who was painting was very upset, but now he didn't listen to persuasion after saying a word. After the unkempt man put down his brush, he began to criticize unceremoniously.

This kind of disrespectful behavior, as well as the gesture of severe reprimand, made the boy stunned by him in an instant.

Even the body took half a step back.

Minors will basically have a guilty conscience when facing adults. Even if it is bad in school, they will also have a nameless fear of adults.

The boy's father frowned, couldn't help sighing when he saw this, and finally stood up, but he said politely: "Sorry, the kid is ignorant and speaks a little bluntly, but this is indeed our place."

Seeing the boy's father come out to apologize, the unkempt painter's complexion improved a bit, and he seemed to have a feeling of being a villain, which made Liangying Tianhai feel a little disgusted when he saw it, and felt angry beside him.

"I know this is your seat, but mine is not by the window, and now I have a sudden inspiration, and I have to look outside. Since your seats are here, one of them should sit next to me, okay?"

Obviously, this painter-like man also knew that his position was not here. It seemed that he had been inspired to occupy this position on purpose.

Just changing positions, changing positions, this guy's tone of voice has a feeling of disdain, obviously he is unreasonable but still has the meaning of helping others.

The boy's father also noticed this, but he frowned but didn't speak. He obviously wouldn't get angry over such trivial matters as the seat. The adult world doesn't get angry easily, and it's not like when he was young.

The tall man was not angry.

Liangying Tianhai was angry.

He is obviously just a painter, unkempt as if he hasn't showered for a month, and can smell the stench of the other person's body from several meters away. To be honest, it's disgusting, and personal hygiene still affects the image.

Although you can't just judge someone by their appearance, just think that he is a good painter, but a guy who talks so rudely will definitely not have any great achievements.

Here comes the inspiration!The sky outside is so gloomy that it’s useless, there’s nothing to draw with the black clouds that look like dough. If you want to draw like this, you might as well go home and help your mother knead the noodles.

Liangying Tianhai rolled her eyes wildly in her heart.

The boy's father obviously didn't want to make trouble, he frowned and said, "If this is the case, then let's"

"Dad, I also want to sit by the window, and this ticket was originally mine, why should I give it to him?"

Before he could finish speaking, the boy standing beside him tugged at his father's clothes, seemed a little unwilling, and whispered something next to him.

It was originally a child's dissatisfied complaint.

It's okay to hear it, and it's not like swearing, and you don't need to make a sound if you get the advantage, but the painter turned his head like a mouse whose tail was stepped on, and reprimanded loudly with his eyes wide open.

"Why are you so ignorant, kid!"

"Your father didn't say anything, you still have opinions here, isn't it just a seat by the window? Don't you sit here this time, won't you be able to sit here for the rest of your life? It can't be that your child is dying Bar?"

Such words are no longer ugly.

It's just a personal attack.

The passengers around couldn't help but frowned.

The boy's father's face darkened, and he replied without hesitation: "This friend, isn't your talk too much?"

"It's because your child has too many things to do. Anyway, I won't change seats. If you don't want to sit next to you, don't do it!"

The painter's momentum was a little weaker, and his voice was a bit harsh. The main reason was that the boy's father was taller, and he seemed to be able to beat him twice. In addition, his face darkened, making it seem like he was not easy to provoke.

The middle-aged man seemed to have made up his mind. He looked at the other party with his face, and said in a lower voice than before, "If you don't change, I'll call the train police."

"I'm not afraid if you call the police."

Seeing that the other party wanted to be serious and wanted to call the police, the painter's aura was even weaker, but he didn't want to lose face, so he could only bite the bullet and say something.

"It's better not to be afraid. Since you can occupy your seat so arbitrarily and unreasonably, then you don't need to draw any more. I'll call the train police to judge. At worst, I'll go to the police station."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking in a low voice, he looked at the other party and asked, "Are you sure you won't get out of the way?"

After saying this, he fell silent.

He just stared at each other with a sullen face.

The painter's face was a little unnatural, he struggled for a moment, and finally packed up his things in a hurry, got up and walked through the carriage with his head down.

"How unlucky! My inspiration is gone! How can I be so unlucky today! I can meet such a person!"

While walking, he muttered something in a low voice.

But the middle-aged man didn't change his face, he just took off his son's backpack, lifted it over his head and put it in the shelf above the seat, and then sat in it as his son, while he himself sat by the aisle.

Looking at the ashamed boy, the middle-aged man didn't get angry, but said earnestly:

"Kazuo Inamori of Kyocera said that as long as you speak in a low voice, your voice will be magnetic, as long as you speak slowly, you will have temperament, and as long as you pause when speaking, you will be able to show your authority."

After a pause, he continued to speak:

"So the next time you meet this kind of person, don't panic, stare at him with a low voice, and look at him with warning eyes, and he will be afraid in his heart."

The boy nodded after hesitating for a moment.

Confidence gradually returned to his eyes.

The middle-aged man looked rather relieved.

Liangying Tianhai pricked up his ears and listened to it, and his expression became more and more serious, as if he had picked up some peerless secret book, and his eyes brightened after thinking about it.

The lower the voice, the higher the momentum!
Uncle, thank you, I understand!

She repeatedly savored what the other party said to the boy just now, which was obviously experienced and experienced, and she seemed to be able to learn to deal with various situations in the future.

It's like arguing with Yuyao Chayin again.

If that guy speaks some nonsense.

He lowered his voice to speak and then stared at her to death.

Thinking of this good shadow, Tianhai was quite relieved.

I have been improving, but the imperial medicine bag tea sound is not necessarily the case, and she will definitely have the advantage in me if I fight again!
(End of this chapter)