Natsume's Little Mister

Vehicles passed through the streets and alleys silently.

In the distant sky, the setting sun is hidden below the horizon, and the twinkling stars are laid out on the sky, scattered all over the sky.

God, it's getting darker.

Beside the river, fireflies fly out of the grass, warm yellow fluorescence, dancing over the hillside like elves, creating a dreamy and blurred scenery.

The car was moving forward, just passing a downhill road, looking down from a high place, in the dark night, every household lit up their lights, and the hazy yellow lights became denser and denser from near to far, forming a warm yellow light band, as if guiding Those who return from a long journey.

Outside the car window, the scene receded rapidly.

Half an hour later, the car finally stopped in front of a small, simple and clean courtyard, with warm lights coming through the crack of the door.

Looking at the familiar small courtyard, Natsume lightly placed his palm on the glass window, his fingertips carefully and gently touched the light through the glass, his eyes became moist at some point.

The sound of the engine went off, and Miki dragged Natsume's luggage from the trunk.

Natsume, on the other hand, was standing in front of the courtyard in a trance with Mr. Kitty in his arms. The boy who was always calm and composed was panicked and at a loss at this moment.

The warm brown eyes are focused here across a world, like a baby bird returning to its nest, or like a wanderer who has traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers and finally returned to his hometown with emotion and emotion.

It's just that the only editor at the scene, Miki, couldn't understand Natsume's psychology at this time. He pushed the suitcase and shouted inside: "Fujiwara, I'm coming in."

The suitcase "gurgled" across the ground, breaking the silence of the night, and the two stood in front of the door with a cat.

Natsume hugged the cat teacher in his arms, lowered his head nervously and stared at the light coming from the crack of the door.

With a sound of "swipe", the wooden door opened in front of Xia Mu's eyes, the breeze lifted the broken hair on his forehead, and the light moved from left to right to illuminate his elegant eyebrows and eyes.

"Oh hi, good evening, welcome to Fujiwara's house, Mr. Midorikawa." Aunt Toko stood behind the door wearing a pink apron, looking at the two of them tenderly.

"Oh hi, welcome." Behind Aunt Tazi, Uncle Zi supported Aunt Tazi's shoulders, with a tolerant and kind smile on his weather-beaten face, and the two figures overlapped harmoniously.

Editor Miki cheerfully greeted the host.

Natsume was stunned, his eyes fell on Tazi and Zi's familiar eyebrows, suddenly, he couldn't control his expression, he pressed his lips tightly together, bent down, took a deep breath and said:

"Good evening, sorry to bother you."

The young man's Qingyue voice trembled slightly, he took a deep breath, raised his face, but it was a particularly sunny smile, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, like a warm winter sun.

Looking at the smiling face of the boy in front of him, Shigeru Fujiwara suddenly felt that the softest part of his heart was lightly touched for a moment.

He unconsciously raised his hand, covering the top of the boy's head with a generous and warm hand, and the soft touch of the palm was the same as that of the boy in front of him.

He is a gentle child, as if he has seen it somewhere.Uncle Zi thought to himself.

Natsume lowered his head meekly, letting Uncle Zi's big hands mess up his hairstyle.

At the same time, Tako was stunned for a moment when she saw Natsume's appearance, but she quickly came back to her senses, and half-complainingly, she slapped off the messy hand and reached out to hold Natsume. The boy's cold hand made her feel so distressed Frowning, he hurriedly said:

"It's cold outside, come in quickly, look at your hands, they are so cold."

The woman's slightly rough palm warmly covered the back of Natsume's cold hand, leading him to walk inside.

The warm yellow light in the room slanted down.

As he stepped in, the lights went from bottom to top, like years of film shooting, covering his whole body little by little, dispelling the coolness of the night.

His whole body warmed up, and there seemed to be hands gently wiping away the haze in his uneasy heart.

"Hungry, I made hot sukiyaki pot and tempura, let's come together." Aunt Tazi said softly, looking at the boy in front of her with her soft eyes seriously.

For some reason, she has a kind of pity and love for this child from the bottom of her heart, and she wants to give this child all the best things.

Then she noticed Mr. Kitty who was being held tightly in Natsume's arms.

"Oh, there is also a white kitten, let's eat something together." Tazi bent down, was at the same level as the cat teacher, and rolled his eyes with a smile.

The crow's feet at the end of her eyes did not detract from her points, but added to her tenderness and charm of the years.

The excitement in Natsume's heart hadn't calmed down, she just nodded and smiled at Toko's proposal.

"Ah, it's delicious, sister-in-law, your cooking skills have improved again. Woo, delicious..." Editor Miki ate the sumptuous dinner.

In the sukiyaki pot, the fat and thin beef is boiled into an attractive brown color, and the aroma of the meat is mixed with the sweetness of corn, carrots and other vegetables, accompanied by hot steam.

Bonito flakes and kombu are melted in the broth, paired with a little sake, and two raw eggs are rolled over, so beautiful that people want to swallow their tongues.

And all kinds of fried tempura are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with golden skin and fresh oil bubbles. The delicious prawns are firm and delicious. There are also lucky bag tempura wrapped in cabbage. For meat, when you bite off the outer layer of cabbage, the juice will flow out, making people have to swallow it with their heads up, and they are scalded to hiss again haha.

Natsume chewed a prawn, squinting his eyes in comfort. Compared with the illusory dream, what he ate now made him feel more real, and the deliciousness quickly conquered his taste buds.

Tazi was already full, and he smiled and watched the three of them eating deliciously, feeling very satisfied, especially the boy Natsume, who was obedient and sweet, eating elegantly, making people feel pleasing to the eye.

At the dining table, Mr. Cat also ate very deliciously, his chubby body was shaking, and his ball-like tail was waving leisurely.

"Is Teacher Luchuan delicious?" Tazi asked with a smile.

Natsume nodded vigorously, then quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped his mouth and said to Aunt Tako, "It's very delicious. I haven't eaten such a delicious meal for a long time."

“Like a taste of home”

He thought for a while and said metaphorically.

Tazi covered his mouth and smiled lightly, very happy to be praised by him.

"Aunt Tako just call me Takashi, Natsume Takashi, Midorikawa is my pen name, it's too unfamiliar." Natsume said shortly.

Tazi looked into his clear eyes, straightened up and nodded seriously.

"I'll take Guizhi to the upstairs room in a while." Uncle Zi had almost eaten, wiped his mouth, and said to Natsume.

Then looking at his eyebrows, he explained for some reason: "Some time ago, I had a feeling that a young man would come to live in our house, so I cleaned up the upstairs in my free time. But after cleaning up, I just realized it was my fantasy."

Uncle Zi took a sip of his tea, his brows and eyes seemed a little lonely.

Aunt Tazi at the side moved to his side and patted his arm lightly with a hint of comfort.

Uncle Zi held Tazi's hand back, and then his mood improved.

"But as soon as I saw you today, I knew it was for you."

Natsume Takashi was stunned, and sweet honey melted in his heart.

It turns out that there is really a will in the dark.

God's will let him remember those forgotten memories, and God's will sent Mr. Cat back to him. It was God's will, too, that Tazi and Zi packed up a home waiting for him for an unfounded feeling in Yayuan, far away.

Natsume's throat was choked and sore, and his clear eyes were stained with incomprehensible complexity. He squeezed his palm hard, nails dug into the flesh, and bowed deeply to the Fujiwara couple.

Editor Miki held the bowl and looked at the three dumbfounded people who seemed to be talking about something.

There are obviously four people, but I don't deserve to have a name.

At night, Natsume was lying in bed, and Mr. Cat was already asleep beside his pillow.

The appearance of this room appeared in Natsume's mind.

Pretty much the same as I remembered.

He turned over, and the warm and fluffy bedding was soft, giving people a feeling of extra peace of mind.

Rubbing the quilt, he turned over and sat up, turned on the light, and took out a book from the suitcase.

The cover of the book is an illustration drawn by him. When he opened the title page, he picked up a pen and wrote down his blessings seriously——

May Tazi and Zi grow old together and be happy forever...

——by Green River

The lights on the second floor went out again, and the night was getting dark.

On the same night, in every corner of Yayuan, people who came from all directions tossed and turned, feeling excited.

In Mr. Luchuan's micro-community in the ins, various posts appeared like a blowout.

Readers who haven't come hope to get the latest news from Mr. Luchuan through here, while readers who come are worried that they will finally meet their favorite writer tomorrow.

Men and women, young and old, everyone has the same question at this moment—what kind of person is Mr. Luchuan in reality?

A refined middle-aged man, a handsome young man, or a knowledgeable grandfather?

And in a discussion thread, an ordinary photo post was gradually pushed up.

The content of the post is very simple, it is a photo.

In the photo is an open book, with "Lvchuan" written in artistic style on the lower right of the page, and a line of blessings.

[Ah, it's a signed book!Landlord, are you an internal staff member?How did I get it, I’m so envious——]

[+1, has the host met Mr. Luchuan? 】

【envious! 】

【I also want to sign...】

Osamu Dazai was playing with his mobile phone, watching the wailing sound in the building, the corners of his lips became more and more curved.

Instead of replying to the people in the building, he put down his cell phone, picked up the book that was envied by many people, and covered the paper with his slender fingers.

"Mr. Luchuan? Natsume Takashi?" He laughed, no matter what, those people would never have imagined that the author they liked and admired was a teenager who had just turned [-].

However, anyone who has met Natsume will not find those words and stories abrupt.

The young man composed of the wind and the moon has softened the years and beautified the world.

Only such an elegant young man can write such gentle words.

It was rare for Osamu Dazai to smile sincerely, and the smile penetrated deeply into his eyes.

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I went from short to long

The following is the tweet time, my friend’s pre-received post, the post will be opened at 12:15 on December 18th (Tuesday), the saved draft is very good-looking.

"[Spell] I was soaked by the strongest" by Yun Duo Toast

One-sentence introduction: I was raped by the strongest, it's really not based on face

Article ID: 5301672

I, Shunichi Kamiya, dream of living a peaceful life and dating the cute girls in the world.

However, the beginning of life gave me a terrible blow,

Not long after entering the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic and Magic, I was cornered by a white-haired classmate wearing sunglasses.

"Wait, wait, even if you say that, I never thought about dating a man..."

"What a coincidence," he raised the corners of his lips and leaned very close, "I haven't thought about it, so let's try it, Shun~Yi~Jun~"

……

#What is the feeling of interacting with the strongest in the world#

Thank you for the invitation, I have been dating for ten years, just got off the plane, and today I also beat up the curse spirits who thought that if I killed them, I would have mastered the conditions to defeat my classmates.

who am I?

No talent, it is the dream lover of the neon girl circle, the most powerful former circle, single-handedly singled out the four captains of Jinglingting, and now the second-year vocational teacher of Tokyo High School Shunichi Kamiya.

Brief summary: I am handsome, good at fighting, not human.

So who in your magic circle is spreading rumors that I am the strongest with my face?

感谢在2020-12-0301:21:53~2020-12-0408:40:31期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Mrs. Jianggu 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: this is a killer whale, 2; the moon under the purple bamboo cherry, 1 thorn deer;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: this is a killer whale, 20 bottles of a sweet-eating cat; 10 bottles of purple bamboo cherry under the moon, sleepingcat; 2 bottles of fishing under the moon, thorn bird; 1 bottle of cloud, Chinese pastoral cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!