Thirty Mulberry

. Xiaochun grabbed Okita's hand, "Now that we're talking about life, let me see how many fingers you have." "

Xiaochun clamped the upper ends of Okita's fingers with his thumb and forefinger, and carefully examined them one by one.Okita's knuckles are like white silkworms, with thousands of swirling patterns, hiding secrets that cannot be revealed.However, Xiaochun saw through the secret with a mortal body: "One basket is skillful, two baskets are clumsy, three baskets and four baskets can stick their tongues, five baskets and six baskets ride fancy horses, seven baskets and eight baskets are champions, and nine baskets are short of one." Ten baskets, all baskets will go to heaven to meet the gods. Wow, you have ten baskets, the chief executive, and you can go to the sky to meet the gods." She answered inexplicably in her heart: "Finally, I will really go to the sky to meet the gods."

She shuddered, felt a dull pain in her heart, and hurriedly cheered again: "I remembered it wrong, I remembered it wrong, nine baskets are missing and ten baskets are complete, and ten baskets are the best. Look at you as an official now, don't you?" Isn't it just that you won the number one scholar first, and then became an official."

Xiaochun stood up and walked into the courtyard, not giving Okita a chance to speak, and not giving a chance to a doomed tragic ending, so he changed the topic and said, "Brother Chief Si, when is the flowering period of the camellia?"

Okita lost his teeth because of sweetness, and couldn't stop the smile on his lips.After he left, beside Xiaochun, he reached out to hold up the green leaves of the camellia, and said, "Winter to spring. You will see it during the Spring Festival."

Xiaochun said: "Camellia is called camellia in my hometown. Not many people like to raise it, because camellia is also called 'decapitated flower', which is unlucky."

Okita said: "Tsubaki is my favorite flower. It will never bloom and fail. When it blooms the most gorgeously, the whole flower will fall instead of falling petal by petal. There is an integrity that is better for broken jade than for tiles. .”

"Stop talking." Xiaochun suddenly kissed Okita's lips.Okita held her face in his hands, his hands trembling slightly.After a long kiss, Okita's eyes were foggy, like autumn rain.

Xiaochun rested her forehead on Okita's shoulder and said, "Do you have time tomorrow? Let's go sketching together."

Okita thought for a while and said, "There is no vacation tomorrow, but I can ask for a day off. Where do you want to go?"

"Otsu."

Chapter 7

The reason why I went to Otsu is because Otsu is very close to Kyoto. The distance between the two places is about ten kilometers, and I can go back and forth in one day.

Otsu seems to be the "imperial garden" of Kyoto.Lush forests, wild flowers all over the mountains, colorful in the dark green, flowing all the way down from the heights of the top of the mountain.Walking on the shady road, there is a small scene after a few steps, stone pavilions, mini waterfalls, and flowers climbing the cliffs.

There is a stone staircase winding upwards, which is attached to a mountain wall.Okita carried a double-layer food drawer, took Xiaochun's hand, and climbed up the stairs.Xiaochun carried the drawing board on his back, thinking of his college days.The two walked slowly, and time seemed to slow down.Climbing to the top, I found a stone alcove enshrining a strange god.Okita put his palms together and worshiped devoutly.Japan has many temples and gods, so it has its own system.Xiaochun has no religious beliefs, but at this time she also folded her palms together, slightly closed her eyes, and said silently in her heart: "God, please give him more time! I don't want him to make great achievements and flourish, but I want to live a long life." , to grow old safely! Even if I am sent back to the 21st century and never meet him again, I will be happy."

"What wish did you make?" Okita smiled happily.It was as if God had promised him and would immediately do something to help him realize it.

"What about you?" Xiaochun asked.

"I hope to get rid of those unconscious 'rebels' as soon as possible, and then bring you back to Edo. If you are not used to living in gymnasiums, I will buy an independent house in Edo. If you like the excitement, buy it in the city. Buy it in the outer suburbs if you like it quieter. Anyway, it’s fine, as long as I can be with you.”

"So, what about you, what wish did you make?" Okita asked again.

Xiaochun made a bitter smile: "It won't work if you say it."

"Ah," Okita quickly covered his mouth and blamed Xiaochun, "Why didn't you say it earlier! No, I have to make another promise."

Xiaochun pressed his back and pushed him forward: "God will be angry if you promise again, and people will think you are deaf. Repeat it again if it is not enough. It will be even more ineffective."

The grass on the side of the road is full of clusters of red fruits, the size of a fingernail, scattered all over the place. The scientific name is raspberry, and the common name is snake fruit.Xiaochun picked a large handful and told Chong Tian to pick more.

Okita asked puzzledly: "Picking so many, but you don't eat."

"I advise you to pick more," Xiaochun said, "because this thing is the most lovesick!"

Okita was stunned for a moment: "Really?" He took out the handkerchief that Xiaochun gave him, thought about it, but still couldn't bear it, and stuffed it back into his sleeve.He pulled out the small sleeves from his waist, and made a bag at the bottom to hold the fruit.

"Don't, don't, don't do this!" Xiaochun poked lightly on his exposed abdomen, "I know you have six pack abs, oh no, eight pack, but we can't play hooligans in broad daylight."

Under the influence of Xiaochundi, Okita has learned to infer other things from one instance: "If it is not allowed during the day, then it means it is allowed at night."

Xiaochun stuffed a raspberry into Okita's mouth, raised a palm and asked, "What is this?"

"Five." Okita replied without thinking.

"This is a slap." There was a "slap" on Okita's body.

Xiaochun stopped on a small earth cliff.There is a large oblate stone on the edge of the cliff, carved by nature, it has a bit of charm.Xiaochun pushed Okita to sit on the rock, put a handful of raspberries in his hand, and said, "Don't you like sweet things? Be good and eat slowly."

It was only later that Okita knew what the "gentle trap" was.He was ordered to sit motionless on the edge of the stone, facing Xiaochun sideways, and make a mountain wild stone together with the stone under him.

"I want to drink water." Okita said.

"No." Xiaochun was merciless.

"I drank too much water and wanted to go to the woods..."

"No."

"I have cramps in my legs."

"If you dare to move, you will die."

Xiaochun stands on a high place with one foot, the drawing board is placed between his legs and abdomen, and his eyes jump back and forth on the Okita and paper.

"What is the most difficult thing to draw? Eyes?" Okita asked.

"No," Xiaochun said. She was very charming when she painted, with a stern face and meticulous attention. It’s a fixed form. Even though you’re sitting there still, the wind will lift your folds.”

Xiaochun added: "Actually, painters and doctors are both exploring the internal and external structures of the human body. And what they say is also the same. For example, when the doctor gives you an injection, he will say in a coaxing tone: 'Persist on, It will be fine soon!" The painter also said to the model: "Don't move, hold on, it will be fine in a while."

"But you didn't coax me."

"Brother Okita," Xiaochun shaded Okita's lips on the paper, "I didn't ask you to be a mannequin. Do you know how hard it is to be a mannequin? One station lasts for several hours, or even a day, with different poses Repeatedly swinging, let move to move, let still to stay still. Still naked."

"What?" Okita couldn't help jumping up, "Naked? Don't you even wear a 'loincloth'?"

Xiaochun shook her finger.

Okita was so angry that he blushed and reprimanded: "Western things are really immoral and shameless. You, have you seen a lot?"

Amused by his simplicity and cuteness, Xiaochun nodded: "Not only have I seen it, but I have also drawn it, young, old, beautiful and ugly, tall and short. Some people's muscles are very beautiful. Every line All smooth without bluntness. This is a compulsory course for learning painting."

Okita couldn't understand Xiaochun's words, and he didn't want to understand. His three views belonged to the "Edo period".He sat with his back to Xiaochun, sullen.Xiaochun walked in front of him, sat on his lap, put his arms around his neck and said: "With the development of human beings, 'knowing etiquette from the truth', the spiritual civilization of human beings has also reached its peak. Discovery and development will form many art schools. Body painting is a kind of liberation for human beings to their own bodies, and it does not make it confined to bed or erotic paintings.”

She shook her arm around his neck and acted like a baby to him: "Don't be angry, ah! I promise you that I will draw 'private paintings' for you alone in the future, and I will never draw body paintings for anyone other than you, okay? ?”

"Really?" Okita looked serious.

"I swear." Xiaochun raised her hand, "Next, I want to discuss something with you."

Okita became vigilant, knowing that there was a pit ahead, and asked tentatively, "What's the matter?"

Xiaochun squinted her eyes and put on a flattering smile: "Sister Chundai is a woman, and you are a teenager. They have been my models, but I haven't found a model for the girl portrait yet. I only have you and Chundai." Sister Dai, I don’t know any young girls...so, so can you put on women’s clothing and Wufu to play the role of a girl..."

Okita had expected it to be a deep pit, since she met Xiaochun, she kept testing his bottom line.But he understood it, but he gave in repeatedly.

"No!" He began to resist, "How can a samurai be contaminated with a woman's powder!"

Xiaochun snorted coldly: "The ones who hugged geishas and street girls and kissed them were not samurai but samurai?"

Okita said sternly: "I have never been to those places."

"Speaking of which, I'm also a woman, and I also smell like makeup," Xiaochun stood up from Okita's lap, "Then why are you still hugging me!

Being stunned by Xiaochun, Okita was afraid that she would be really angry, and was about to show weakness when suddenly he had a flash of inspiration: "I promised you, but there is no Wu suit for me to wear."