Substitutes are not a problem

Chapter4

April in Germany is still cold and cold, but the Cherry Blossom Street in Bonn adds a dreamy splendor to the banks of the Rhine in this season.

Different from the elegance and delicacy of Japanese cherry blossoms, the cherry blossoms here are in a completely different style, blooming intensely and gorgeously.

The towering cherry trees on both sides of the street are next to each other. Clusters of big cherry blossoms seem to render the whole sky pink. The passionate and romantic pink echoes the elegant European-style houses on both sides. , a unique style of its own.

This is the fourth year that Mori Ogai has been in Germany, but it is the first time to visit this famous cherry blossom avenue, which is the season when the cherry blossoms are at their best.

I specially brought a SLR camera here, wanting to leave this piece of splendor dyed by cherry blossoms.

After finding an excellent shooting angle and forming a perfect composition in his mind, the moment he pressed the shutter, a person entered his lens.

The shutter has been pressed, retaining this moment.

In the photo, under the gorgeous cherry pink, the blond girl turned her head sideways to him, her beautiful sapphire-like eyes looked straight at him, as if the world reflected in her eyes at that moment, He is alone.

His brain, which has always been smart, seemed to have stalled for a while. After a second of calmness, Mori Ogai put down the camera he was holding.

There is no displeasure that the perfect composition that was originally planned was destroyed, but I feel that this is the most beautiful photo he has ever taken.

Until many years later, he still felt so.

"Sorry, beautiful lady, I accidentally photographed you."

Mori Ogai smiled apologetically at the girl in front of him.

At the moment when he felt that he had entered someone else's camera, Yuan Chimatsu instinctively turned his head to look at the camera.

Then, the moment they looked at each other, they happened to be photographed.

【He Qi's son is as beautiful as jade...】

Seeing the other party for the first time, Chi Songyuan subconsciously thought of this Chinese poem... This man does match this poem, at least in appearance.

Mori Ogai took two steps forward in a timely manner, and naturally shortened the distance between each other. While looking at the camera, he said distressedly: "However, I personally think this photo is really good. It's a pity to delete it, why not..."

For the second half of the sentence, why don’t you give me your email address, and I’ll send it to you when I sort out the photos in the future. Before I could say it, I saw the girl in front of me smiling and shaking the mini digital camera in her hand:

"It's okay, sir, the scenery behind you is also very beautiful, why don't you let me take a picture for you, and it will be evened. Your clothes today match the scenery here, sir. I wonder if you would like to Will you be a model for me?"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh who wanted to take this opportunity to exchange contact information... Mori Ogai chuckled in his heart.

However, there is really no way to refuse such a beautiful smile.

"Of course, it's an honor."

……

"The cherry blossoms in Bonn, if there is a chance, I really want to see it again with my own eyes." Mori Ogai leaned back slightly, leaning on the back of the chair, and said with a smile.

Although Nakahara Chuya subconsciously wanted to say... Boss, you should have said it earlier. If I said it earlier, no matter how busy I am on this business trip, I will take time to go to Bonn and have a video call with you on that cherry blossom street.Although it is through the video, but it can be considered as seeing through the video, right?

However, seeing the nostalgic look in the eyes of the middle-aged man in front of him when he said this, Zhongyuan Zhong also fell silent when the words came to his lips.

He knows that there is only one person who can make this look on this man who regards himself as a slave of the organization and can make choices with absolute rationality for the sake of the organization.

Although that person has also become a choice among the best solutions.

On the other hand, Mori Ogai seemed to withdraw from the atmosphere at the moment, looked at the cadres in the prime of his life, and let out a soft sigh: "Nakaya-kun is already 22 years old this year... This is really, the last Such a good time."

"Ah...thank you..." Although he was a little confused, Nakahara Chuya still accepted the boss's words bluntly.

Then, I saw Mori Ogai joking with a smile: "At the best age, you should go to more romantic places, maybe you can meet a romantic encounter."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Then you should arrange less work and give me more time to give me a chance to meet a romantic encounter, leader!

……

After Nakahara Chuya left the office, Mori Ogai got up slowly, walked to the huge French windows, overlooking the bustling Yokohama Port outside the window, but his thoughts were still drifting in the ancient city on the Rhine River in his memory.

On Cherry Blossom Street that day, it took only a few minutes from meeting to parting.He thought it was just a short and blurred dream, just like the cherry blossoms in full bloom around him, like a dream, but the flowering period is short and fleeting.

Perhaps, it was also because the cherry blossoms were too romantic, so romantic that it looked like an unreal dream. He was just infected by this romance, so he was addicted for a moment.

Maybe I thought I would meet again, but I didn't expect it to come so soon.

In front of Beethoven's former residence in the Old Town of Bonn, a robber stood there tremblingly, the dagger he was holding in his hand and the high-end leather bag he had stolen slipped tremblingly from his hand.

The people around were in an uproar. The robber who had just robbed a passerby's purse in the city and threatened to flee with a dagger was subdued by a pair of young men and women in such an instant.

However, what the passers-by did not see was that what subdued the prisoner was the scalpel held concealedly in each hand of the young man and woman, and they precisely scratched the deadly position of the brachial artery of the prisoner's upper arm from left to right. .

Of course, there is still a sense of proportion in what to do, and it won't really kill this person.

When the dagger fell from the prisoner's hand, Mori Ogai kicked the dagger away quickly, and looked at the girl on the other side with a smile on the other side, who shot with him, even with the same technique.

There was a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "We meet again, beautiful lady, I didn't expect you to be good at this."

Chi Songyuan was also a little surprised when he saw that the person who had accidentally coordinated with him was the man he met on Sakura Street this morning.

Moving his eyes down, he looked at the scalpel in the man's hand, sighed softly and said, "Stop, if you cut deeper, he will be taken to the funeral parlor, and you will be invited to the police station as a guest. "

Mori Ogai then withdrew the unknowingly increased strength in his hands: "Ah, sorry, I got a little excited for a while."