[Black Basket] Lonely Garden

"President, how is the situation over there? Please let me know if you see it."

Another day passed and the rain had eased.A few tourists who went out to visit Shangxiang in the early morning came back with umbrellas in a short while, talking about what they saw and what they saw in front of everyone, with a terrified tone.

"..."

When everyone heard this, there was an uproar.Akashi looked at the artist surnamed Shi, put down his phone, and gently raised his ear.

"It was windy and rainy, and there was a landslide on the middle of the mountain." The artist explained, "It sounds like it's quite serious. At least the mountain road is closed, and the only way up and down the mountain is buried firmly."

He listened quietly, moving his little finger undetectably, and heard the artist say: "But don't worry, the store has already started to deal with it. I believe the government will come to clean it up in a few days. It's your itinerary... I'm afraid it will be unavoidable." There was an unavoidable delay."

"So that's the case, then it doesn't hurt to wait patiently for another two days."

He'd better stay here, don't leave for now, how can he feel so yearning?

After saying these words, a strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. He suddenly felt relieved, and secretly delighted, as if a stone had fallen to the ground.For nothing else, it means that he can finally have a legitimate reason to claim that he was actually forced to stay here, rather than a subjective wish.

So much the better.

The persistence that I encouraged to maintain collapsed, and all those worries and hesitations were all flying away.

"Beep beep..."

The phone rang again, and he was still immersed in his thoughts and couldn't get out of it. He just glanced at it absent-mindedly, but the secretary here said that he knew the situation of Mount Katori, and if necessary, the helicopter would be on standby for him at any time. .

He never procrastinates in doing things, and can always perfectly assist in solving any unexpected situation.This man, who had been working as an ordinary clerk in the company for the past ten years, did not rely on any luck to reach his current position through his discovery and guidance.But sometimes, such as now, Akashi wondered if he was a little too considerate, he frowned, and typed: "It's not an urgent matter, there is no need to mobilize people like this."

"Okay. But, your safety comes first."

"Go down the mountain when the road is clear." He thought for a while, and felt that the conflict was unpredictable, so he added "right" at the end.

The bright-headed secretary knew everything. He keenly observed that the president's behavior was clearly that he wanted to rest for a few more days. He cautiously asked: "I understand. However, the temperature has dropped suddenly, do you need to prepare some thick clothes for you?" Clothes? You seem to have only brought a few short-sleeved sweatshirts with you this time.”

Akashi originally wanted to answer that no, he was not cold enough to need his subordinates to send clothes over, but after thinking about it carefully, the scene in his mind of the male entertainer in a robe and the girl in a long skirt dining elegantly in the dining room It popped up again suddenly.Needless to say, the Morita couple, those tourists also wear Wu's clothes every day, but he is the only one who wears rough sportswear every day, even when going out, and also wears to banquets. Thinking of this, I feel a little ashamed .He also wants to join these people, through a similar clothing system, to shorten the distance between each other, and blend into this group perfectly and unobtrusively.

A heavy package is held in someone else's hand, and the weight can be seen at a glance. The first piece that reveals familiar patterns seems to be the Yuki? Kimono he likes very much. and comfort.It was hard for him to imagine that when he appeared in front of people wearing this dress, he might look so beautiful, would the little girl look at him more because of this?He almost couldn't wait.

The helicopter was suspended in another open space away from the hotel, and the blades were still spinning.In front of him was a secretary with a dignified expression, his mouth slightly opened as if he wanted to say something.Removing the package from his upper hand, Akashi raised his chin, waiting for him to speak first.

"The president really won't come back to Tokyo with me?"

Although the rain that fell all night yesterday has subsided, there are still some tiny invisible particles that prove their own existence.Close your eyes and take a deep breath, full of cold mist, diffuse in the chest cavity.Having read the weather forecast earlier, the secretary had the foresight to bring back a coat from Tokyo, and put it on during the flight, so that he would not be so cold as to shiver in the mountains where the severe weather was freezing.

The package containing the clothes was taken, and he reached out to pass another small package hanging on his wrist, and picked it up with the same respectful expression as before.For this young man who is in charge of Nuoda's family business, he is in awe from the bottom of his heart.

"In a few days, the company's affairs will be sent to me remotely according to the previous process... What's in that package?" Akashi asked.

"It's wooden clogs, foot bags and other items. The servant packed them up and packed them in two packages to avoid cross-contamination."

"Oh... I am interested." He replied, "Look, there is still work, and I probably won't be here soon. It's just that the tense nerves over the years have made my body exhausted, and I haven't had enough rest for a long time. I came up with the idea of ​​staying for a few more days. This is a good place, with fresh air and a peaceful atmosphere, which allows me to put aside the mediocrity and experience the long-lost relaxation.”

"Yes."

"Maybe two or three days, or maybe it will last until the first ten days of next month. It's not certain yet." He took the small package from the secretary, pushed him to make a gesture of hospitality, and the secretary straightened his body . "I will let you know the specific date of returning to Tokyo one day in advance." Akashi said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the secretary knew that all the orders from the president had been given, and there was no need for him to persist in asking.

"……OK."

"Okay, Mr. Akashi wants to renew the subscription? How many days?"

After moving the two packages from the back door to the room, Akashi returned to the front desk of the hotel, and replied to Ms. Morita who asked the question: "Let's make a temporary reservation for three to five days. When the road is cleared, we can make the next step."

Before Morita started to register the customer's renewal information, he frowned and apologized when he heard his suspected complaining words. "Oh, I'm so embarrassing. You came here from Tokyo happily, and before you can entertain me, you have encountered such a troublesome thing again... I'm really sorry."

"...It doesn't matter." He tried his best to act like a tourist who was annoyed in the face of a natural disaster, but he still couldn't truly empathize with him, so he could only keep his face stiff and expressionless: "One day is one day. Not bad for two days."

Hearing this, Morita felt even more guilty.

This feeling of guilt lasted until meal time.For this reason, she went to the kitchen and asked the waiter to add an extra poached egg to the red-haired man's dishes, and put it on top of the rice.

"Mr. Akashi, please use."

"Thank you."

During the afternoon, Akashi didn't have nothing to do in the room. He shook out several kimonos and hung them on the hangers. The clogs were neatly placed at the foot of the bed. The large and small packages were all divided into pieces. The doors were properly arranged, and then he ran to the bathroom to take a shower, wash his hair, and shave off the newly grown stubble.After walking out of the bathhouse with a refreshed expression, he checked the time, and it happened to be meal time.

Finally, I completely got rid of the embarrassing situation of wearing sportswear and eating in public.Putting on a tailor-made kimono and walking past rows of tables and chairs, he can face it calmly.However, while he was calm, he also wondered, did he care so much about other people's opinions in the past?

I'm afraid not, so with such a change, the answer can only be——

Before the single-person dining table, he said silently "I'm starting" as usual, and the next step was to lift the egg and pick up the rice grains underneath.Those eyes were always looking forward without any trace. After a while, he noticed that the person beside him showed no signs of leaving, so he turned his head and gave a delicious answer.

Hidden means, is there anything else?

After hearing this, Ms. Morita withdrew naturally.

While he was eating and waiting, a meal was quickly consumed, and the group of people walked out of their warm room slowly and went to the dining room to eat.

Artists entered the seats one by one in an orderly manner.Akashi originally thought that the girl would appear at the last moment, but after a long wait, she came out after a long wait, which whetted people's appetite.But after waiting and waiting for her to appear, cold sweat began to seep from his forehead, flustered and flustered, and he immediately thought of the table and asked the artist surnamed Shi who was already seated why she didn't come.

If it weren't for the good qualities passed down from generation to generation of the Akashi family that kept him humble, otherwise, he would have really stepped forward and asked straight to the point.

What other channels can I find out?After thinking about it, he felt that he had to figure it out, but the artist couldn't ask any more, he might have already figured out something, and only the last clarification was missing.The others couldn't understand the language, so he thought about whether he could get some news from Ms. Morita, maybe she would know.

Once the idea is formed, it can't wait to act.He put the dinner plate on the shelf, then went to the bar to order a cup of tea, chatting with Ms. Morita.

Talking from the sudden heavy rain to the landslide that everyone didn't expect, after the bedding was done, he asked in an ordinary way: "After a heavy rain, no one wants to go out. I stay in the room all day with nothing to do, even if I can’t go anywhere if I want to.”

"Isn't it?" Morita, who was wiping the plate, said angrily, "Sir, you are right, this mudslide not only delayed your journey, but also cut off the delivery route of supplies. Seeing that the ingredients and daily chemicals are almost used up." When it's over, I'm always worried and don't know what to do... Now I can only pin my hope on the local government, and hurry up to solve this big problem."

"I'm fine, but that group of artists were really unlucky. They had a good vacation, but they were trapped in the house for most of the time. Huh—" He squeezed his eyes and looked around, and asked knowingly after a while: "Why? Didn’t the little girl come today? Everyone else has come.”

"Oh, せんすつ." Ms. Morita read out that cute, non-standard name again.As if possessing magical powers, Akashi smiled knowingly, and recited the name happily.

It's called Sheng Shuzi, that child, the Japanese pronunciation is unexpectedly and pleasantly consistent with his name.Every time I think of this, I feel happy.It is the bond that fate bestowed upon them both.

"She just came here one or two hours ago, and she went back to her room after having some snacks. The girl has a small appetite and eats a small amount, so she will be full after a few dollars." Ms. Morita thought for a while.

It turned out to be like this... Thinking of this level, he couldn't help complaining: "I don't eat regularly, and today's little girls don't care about their bodies."

"Yeah, when I was young..."

Afterwards, the two chatted for a few more words, and seeing that the goal had been achieved, Akashi stopped dealing with her, and left with the excuse that he was tired.

Several yellow and orange lamps were lit in the aisle, and he walked like flying, and deliberately walked around to the door of Sheng Shuzi.Moving away, the light leaking from the crack of the door showed that the bedroom lights in the room were still on. What is she doing now?Is it taking off the trembling golden step on the head, or taking off the veil that lightly wraps the graceful jade body?Or did he know that someone was stopping outside the door, but just sat on the head of the bed calmly, watching this funny pantomime he was forced to perform?Can't leave without permission?

Holy tree, holy tree, do you know that my heart is completely attached to you?Why don't you come out and meet me?

He pressed his palm against the door tremblingly, and slowly squatted down.Then, in front of her door, she painfully hummed the suppressed and broken moan that had been buried in her lungs for many days.

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