〖Fuji〗 near Sakura Line

"April 4, Yamagata."

Shusuke and I wandered all over the cherry blossom viewing park in Yamagata, and finally ran to find a well-received local restaurant.

"So, you must try the local food." I picked up the tofu in the hot pot and said to Shusuke Fuji, "I was studying in Osaka, and the first thing I did when I arrived in Osaka was to find an Okonomiyaki restaurant. I don’t care about losing weight or going on a diet.”

Fujisuke laughed softly: "It's good for Yoshizawa, there's no need to lose weight."

"Eh, really? My mother always says I'm fat, how can I belittle my daughter like that." The worst thing is, once I wanted to buy a hip skirt, but my mother said that my legs are so thick. will look good.Every time I think of my mother's evaluation of me, I feel an arrow in my heart.

We were talking when suddenly two young girls approached our table.In fact, I noticed them before, because they glanced at me and Fuji Shusuke and whispered to each other from time to time, which made me suspect that they were talking about us.No one is comfortable in this situation, so I instinctively dislike these two people, and when they come over, I feel stiff all over.

"That..." one of the short-haired girls asked Bu Er Zhou Zhu hesitantly, "Excuse me, are you Mr. F?"

Seeing Bu Er Zhou Zhu nodded and admitted with a smile, I thought about it and thought Mr. F was probably the abbreviation of his surname in Roman accents.However, Mr. F is something special?After being affirmed by Fujisuke, the two girls happily showed their lipsticks and asked Fujisuke to sign their T-shirts. Fujisuke agreed with a good temper. Join the table.

"You have to ask what my partner means." Fuji Shusuke smiled and kicked the two hot potatoes to my side.I was caught off guard, and was stared at by the two girls again, so I nodded in a panic.In fact, I don't want to sit at the same table with strangers at all.I noticed that Fujisuke gave me a look, probably thinking that I should not let go of my agreement, and I couldn't help feeling a little wronged.He wants to be a good guy, but I'm not good at being a bad guy.But then I opened my eyes in surprise: Fuji Shusuke, who was sitting face to face with me, stood up and came to my side.So we sat side by side for the rest of the lunch and the two uninvited girls sat across from us.

During the period, the two girls on the opposite side kept chatting with Fujisuke, and Fujisuke patiently answered their questions one after another. The companion of the short-haired girl even rudely asked if I was his girlfriend, and I didn’t know what to do. I just felt embarrassed, so I stared blankly at the plate in front of me, but from the corner of my eye I glanced at Fuji Shusuke who was sitting beside me, wanting to see how he would respond.Fujisuke glanced at me, and then smiled at the girl opposite: "What do you guess?" The two girls guessed yes and the other guessed no, and they clamored to ask Fujisuke for the correct answer, but Fujisuke just laughed. He changed the subject.In the end, the two girls inquired about our next itinerary, and Fujisuke showed a very regretful expression: "Well, we have been out for a long time, and we are going back to Tokyo." The two girls said before that they wanted to visit the mountain temple. Seeing that there was no way to go with us, he sighed in disappointment.

After getting rid of them, I couldn't help staring at Fujisuke.

Finally Fujisuke finally asked me, "What's wrong?"

"You actually lied."

"We have different paths, aren't we going to Morioka?"

"Then why not tell the truth?" I pressed him.

Fujisuke was silent for a few seconds, and finally told the truth: "Because they have a bit of Aomori accent, so I'm afraid they will continue to say drop by." I immediately laughed unceremoniously.

After laughing for a while, I remembered the question I always wanted to ask him. "By the way, why did they call you Mr. F?"

"Well, because the signature of the photographic works has always been FSM."

F and S should be the Roman abbreviation of his name, what does the M behind it mean?I was a little curious, and wanted to ask him, but I was so worried that I dared not speak.However, when it comes to FSM, I know exactly who he is.Although I don't pay much attention to photography, I have heard people mention him repeatedly, and I have seen his debut works.Thinking of the group of photos with the theme of "street", I poked Fuji Shusuke's arm and confirmed to him: "Speaking of which, I have seen your debut work. The photo is Takimi Koji in Osaka, right?"

"Well," Fujisuke nodded and admitted, "It was filmed there three years ago, but it was published after a year's delay."

"Three years ago..." I recalled that time. At that time, I was still in college, and I was not exposed to any pressure in life, so I was too heartless, without any worries, and lived happily every day Happy.Of course, there are not many worries now. "Ah, I used to go to Takimi Koji a lot back then. Because there is an Okonomiyaki restaurant that is really great. I want to go there when I'm in a good mood, and I also want to go when I'm in a bad mood."

Seeing Buer Zhouzhu looking at me intently, I felt a little embarrassed: "Laugh if you want to, I won't blame you."

Fujisuke rolled his eyes. "I just think Yoshizawa who is so frank is cute."

I blushed.

But Fujisuke proposed another invitation: "If there is a chance, let's go to Takimi Koji. Since there are memories about it, it must be very interesting to play together."

I agreed casually, but I felt in my heart that such a vague proposal had no chance of coming true.

"April 4, Akita."

We didn't plan to stay in Akita for too long in the plan, but I unexpectedly caught a cold due to the sudden low temperature and rain in Akita.

"I haven't had a cold in ten years." When Fujisuke handed me a cup of hot water, I sniffed and complained, and wrapped the quilt around my body.

Assistant Fuji Zhou touched my forehead with his hand. "It still seems a little hot. How is Yoshizawa feeling now?"

"It's okay...well." Actually, I'm not good at all.My head is very dizzy, and when I sit up, I feel like I am about to fall down at any time.And because of the high fever, I feel sore all over my body.

Fujisuke stared at me for a while. "Anyway, Yoshizawa, don't be brave." He handed me the pill prescribed by the doctor.

"Understood, even if you don't tell me, I will take the medicine obediently." I took the pills and swallowed three pills with water in one breath.I'm not stupid, and I won't make trouble with my body.

"By the way, the side effect of this medicine is that you will feel sleepy, so Yoshizawa, you should stay in the room and sleep in the afternoon, maybe it will be fine when you wake up."

After listening to his words, I lay down obediently and pulled up the quilt. "I hope you get better soon." I whispered.Spring is so beautiful, I really don't want to waste any day in a cramped room.Fuji Zhouzhu sat beside me and tucked the quilt for me. "Don't worry, it will be fine." He said gently.As if I had received some kind of unusually reliable guarantee, I closed my eyes in relief.I fell asleep quickly under the effect of the drug.

When he woke up again, the room was already dark.I turned my head slightly and saw Fuji Shusuke immediately.He was still sitting next to me, with earphones plugged in his ears, his chin resting on his hands, listening to the music quietly, he should have been by my side all the time.I feel a little guilty.At this point he took off his earphones.

"You're awake."

"Um...have I been asleep for a long time?"

"It didn't take long." Fujisuke said and stretched out his hand to test the temperature of my forehead, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the temperature has subsided."

I touched the side of my face, and it was already cold.I felt relieved, and was about to lift the quilt and sit up, but Fuji Zhouzhu pressed the corner of the quilt.His smile was all gone, and his ice-blue eyes showed a rare seriousness: "You just sweated, it's better not to blow the hair immediately." I think it's very difficult for him to refute like this, so I wrapped the quilt in resentment I just sat up on my body.

"Is Yoshizawa feeling hungry?"

I shake my head, I want to drink water more than eat.After a high fever, I feel dry in my mouth.

"You should eat as much as you want, otherwise it will be hard to recover from a cold. I asked the proprietress to make porridge, and it will be delivered in a while." I looked at him and didn't know what to say for a while, so he didn't think about accepting it at all. Well my objection.I slandered him, but he turned around and poured me a glass of water and handed it to me: "Drink some warm water first."

"Thank you." I took the glass happily, and pressed my palm against the warm wall, and took a sip after a while.During this time, Fujisuke has been looking at me, and after noticing his gaze, I put down the glass a little embarrassedly.

At this moment, Fuji Shusuke picked up his earphones again.Seeing me staring curiously, he took the initiative to invite me: "Do you want to listen to it together?"

I nodded expectantly.

"Cécile!" I happily called out the female singer's name, "I didn't expect you to like her song."

Fujisuke nodded with a smile. "Well, I like the Celtic style more, and I also like the harp in her songs."

"Me too." I said.But the fact that two people appreciate the same music style and like the same singer makes me faintly happy. "Well, can I check your playlist?" I cautiously asked Fuji Shusuke.Fuji Zhouzhu graciously handed his Mp3 to my hand, I flipped through it, and sure enough a lot of music was mine.

I don't know what this means.But as long as I think about it, it seems to be one step closer to the other party, I can't help but smile.