Divorce!I want to feed you.

Even though she and Muma finally made dinner together, Qiu felt that the lamb chops on the plate tasted like chewing gum.

"That man named Jing Shan is a bit strange..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"He looks at you strangely, as if he hates you, but that's not exactly the case..."

When clearing the table after the meal, I heard Muma say something like this, and my heart couldn't help but stop.

Compared with not daring to think about it, Qiu Ye is more afraid of being known by Muma.If Muma knows that Jingshan is an unruly man who desires her, no matter how determined she is, this matter will make Muma unhappy.And he really didn't want the third person to know that he had been kissed by Jingshan.

Even more frightening was my incorrect shame response at the time.

"Maybe, I've met that person a few times, and I think his thinking is rather strange, and I don't understand the rest at all."

Pretending to be calm, Qiu Ye had a calm expression on his face, but in fact the hand holding the plate was already shaking so badly that he almost dropped it and fell to the ground.

This kind of self reminded Qiuya of an article in Rashomon called Handkerchief.The pain of bereavement made the beautiful and dignified woman cry in all parts of her body except her face. If she didn't want to lower her head to pick up something, this secret would not be easily revealed.

But that woman's pain can be known to others, but the secret hidden in Qiu Ye's heart cannot be revealed at all.

"Really? I thought he was a nice person at first."

As usual, after having dinner at Muma and seeing something related to work, I took Qiu Ye’s hand and begged him gently to take off his clothes and put on the shackles of shame. Decompression.

But Qiu Ye, who couldn't concentrate on closing his eyes, kept thinking over and over again what the man said when he was parting.It made him bored and impatient.But unable to break free from the shackles on his body, Qiu also had to endure desperately, because he loves Muma, and he feels that since he loves, he must give something.

But he vomited out for a long time, this is the first time after half a month since the newlywed vomited, the inability to concentrate and the chaotic thinking could not suppress the disgusting mood after all, he knelt in front of the toilet, his knees were so long that they were close Half an hour of weight-bearing is stinging now, and there is a good chance of bruising tomorrow.

But this made Qiu also satisfied.

Even if I spit out all the dinner, leaving only bitter water infecting the base of my tongue, this aftereffect of finding a way to love is also a proof that I love others.It is also the proof that someone is willing to let oneself love.

Compared with the lonely and numb single life, hard work after marriage is something to look forward to.For example, today, as if he finally found a distant treasure, the precious time is enough for him to remember for a long time.

After vomiting, Qiu also lay on the bed stroking his stomach, feeling the warmth from his palms spread to his body, and the silence from all directions suddenly pressed towards him.

Staring at the non-glare lamp, Shuya suddenly didn't dare to turn it off.I am also very strange, obviously there is no difference between today and the past, but why when the darkness completely fills the room, the throat and lung lobes can feel a violent suffocation...

"It's so strange..."

Touching the position of the stomach one by one, the horrible feeling of suffocation comes again and again, and each time it takes less than 2 minutes, the light will inevitably be turned on again.The fear that came from the depths of his body had never happened before, but no matter what, Qiu couldn't turn off the lights tonight.

He wanted to see Muma, so he got out of bed and walked to the door of the master bedroom, knocked on the door twice, and then turned the handle to open the door.

"what happened?"

The glasses on the bridge of the nose reflect a light blue color, and the images reflected on the lenses are all colored pictures from fashion magazines.

Every time Muma designs a new perfume, she looks at a lot of fashionable things to increase the audience and fashion sense of the new product.Fragrance is not like clothing, as long as you follow the general trend of the trend, you can easily sell well. This kind of invisible thing that is worn on the body, invisible but very reflective of personal temperament is actually very difficult to get.

But the company is not a luxury fragrance salon, and the ultimate goal of designing products is to sell well.In the end, Muma still has to tend to benefit, even if she has accumulated a lot, her love will eventually be restricted.But no matter when, she never let up.

"Ah... what are you looking at?"

An hour ago, the relationship between the two was not like this.

Muma kicked Qiu Ye down who was kneeling on the ground without emotion, stepped on the man's shoulder with bare feet, and kept trying to crush him.Qiu Ye was trampled to the point where he groaned silently, and Muma kept asking him, "Does it hurt?", "Aren't you ashamed?" and so on.

Qiu Ye, who is like a pariah trampled by the nobles, is now sitting by Muma's bed, chatting with his wife in an equal position.

"Are you interested in some luxury magazines?"

Whether it's the notebook in front of her or the physical magazine she put aside, Qiu Ye doesn't understand anything.As a laid-back accountant, he has nothing to work on except for obtaining a qualification certificate.

Qiu also has no concept of fashion.

"I don't really understand, and..."

Pointing to the outermost book on the table, Qiu also expressed his doubts.

"The European and American models have freckles on their faces and their skin is very dark. I think it's better for you to take pictures..."

"a ha ha ha……"

Unexpectedly, Muma could not stop being teased by one sentence.She solemnly held up the book, and began to explain it to Shuya.

"The beauty of the East and the West is indeed different. China, Japan and South Korea like to see white, sexy and sweet. In our industry, it is like butter popcorn. But most European and American models are interested in healthy skin, toned muscles, So it is closer to the wild, and at the same time the lines are clear. For example, although this model has freckles and dark skin, her temperament has a primitive and wild beauty, which is the fierceness of musk and the spicyness of pepper. Do you understand? Qiu also."

As if she was in class, Qiu Ye was in a daze.He knew the smell of popcorn, but Musk didn't.Qiu also thought, if Muma was popcorn, she would love the taste of popcorn.

"But I still think you're better."

Qiu Ye stared at Muma's eyes with deep affection and sincerity, his gentleness as always, as if he didn't want money, overturned, his eyes were full of doting tenderness.

"Okay, okay! But I like my current job better, thank you for your affirmation~ Time to sleep? Go back."

Muma lowered her head again, she no longer paid attention to the constant gentle slapping eyes, and completely put Qiu Ye aside.

Embarrassed to the point of freezing, as if the radio waves launched into space disappeared, Qiu also pursed her lips when she didn't get a response, raised her heavy arms after a while, said good night, and went out to close the door .

But the footsteps were heavy, and when I lay down again, the emotion of not being able to turn off the lights was exactly the same as before, and it was not relieved at all, and now my mood was even more desolate.

Take your time, it's okay.Qiu also comforted himself in this way, believing that one day he could really get close to Muma.

The phone buzzed, and Qiu, who opened his eyes, was startled by the vibration in the silent night. After opening it, he found that it was a message from Jingshan, who hadn't contacted him for a long time.

But to his surprise, it was a lamb chop made by hand.Qiu Ye once again affirmed that Jingshan is a weirdo.Not just words and deeds, but even thoughts.

I wanted to pretend I didn't see it, but the message showed that it had been read, and it would be impolite not to reply, so I reluctantly sent a thank you.

[If you can't learn it, you can ask me, I will teach you until you learn it.tomorrow?Do you have time? 】

Trying to take the initiative to teach Qiuya how to make lamb chops, which makes people feel a little enthusiastic to annoyed, especially because this person once shot him, and it took several days to recover from the bitten lip that day.

Qiu also frowned unconsciously and quickly replied on the phone.

[Don't bother, the lamb chops have already been eaten.And a business trip tomorrow, next time. 】

That's a good way to say no!People who I really don't want to see are the most troublesome ones. They are already in a bad mood, but now they are even more distressed.

【Where are you going on a business trip】

The news that came back quickly didn't even have punctuation marks, and he spoke bluntly as if Jingshan was right in front of him. He was a man who was easily irritated.As a result, when replying, Qiu also spoke bluntly.

【Osaka business trip for one month】

[Oh, then I wish you the best of luck. 】

Unexpectedly, there was no more entanglement this time, and Jingshan's straightforward reply made Qiu Ye's heart drop back to his stomach in an instant.I was afraid that he would continue to say something to me to force the agreement, but in the end, after saying good night again, I fell asleep with the overhead light on.

Qiu also thought, when she came back, she must buy a comfortable bedside lamp, and she was still not used to falling asleep with such a bright light.

The next day was Saturday, and after hastily packing up the things to bring, Shuya boarded the Shinkansen bound for Osaka.

The weather was bad, and I was glad that I brought an umbrella with me. Qiu also sat by the window, propping his chin and staring blankly at the cloudy sky with light rain.

In the distance, there are stratocumulus clouds that change in shades of gray, and the raindrops that hit the glass cannot stay but are pulled into slanted water stains. The constantly distorted vision becomes blurred as the speed moves forward. The low-temperature and humid water vapor makes the car The windows inside were also stained with a trace of white mist.

Qiu Ye directly smeared the center of the mist with his fingers, and Qiu Ye, who has no talent for painting, just wiped out a small window through which the eyes can pass.

Traveling alone is not very comfortable, and the Shinkansen is always full of people.But for some reason, Qiu Ye was the only one sitting in this position today, and there was no one around or opposite.

The moisture condensed into drops of water gradually slid down, and a shape like a cotton candy gradually formed. Qiuya simply began to smear the surrounding area, and wiped more light white mist on the window into wet marks. .But no matter how big a piece is wiped, the condensed moisture will flow to the window, and after a while, it will form a mark similar to a strange building.

Qiu also felt that this pattern looked familiar.

It would be better to say that this kind of behavior is more familiar to him.

But Qiu also couldn't remember for a while, when he did this kind of behavior.I can't remember the last time I saw the windows get wet with the moisture in May.

So this thing...

It is full of the smell of dust accumulation, the cold but warm smell of dust and pine trees, the cold and hard concrete walls and ground...

A man's hand was rudely extended towards the window, palm and fingers constantly erasing figures, while deeply frowning brows revealed a trace of pain.

"No, no, I forgot!"

Qiu also hypnotized her own memory and body in this way.He was driven to the station by Muma just now, but without Muma right now, he doesn't know how to restrain his impulsive and out-of-control brain.

But fortunately, he left, this month in Osaka, Qiu also took a long vacation for himself.

The drizzle outside the window is still dense and makes people feel sad, and the blurred windows allow the scenery to flow clearly.

But no matter how gloomy the weather was, Qiu finally showed a smile similar to secret joy because of this timely escape, feeling comforted in his heart.

The author has something to say:

What I thought at the beginning was to write about a hard-working man, but now it seems that it is really hard-working.But Qiuya is not a god after all, nor is he great...

The next journey will be entirely in Osaka, so the scenes will be more important!I will stop here today, because there are a small part of these four chapters that are not interesting, so I will update them more.Next, let us look forward to Qiu Ye's one-month wonderful journey in Osaka!

PS: I have never taken the Shinkansen, so the general process should be from Tokyo to Osaka, and the time is about 2 hours.