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Fu Qiuye came back to his senses and hooked Xiao Shu's hand.

The distance from the station to the Kinkakuji Temple is not short, and the snow that is about to melt makes the ground a little muddy. The two walked slowly along the road up the mountain. Fu Qiuye's body was a little heavy. It took an hour to get to the ticket office and bought a ticket for [-] yen.

It is said to be a ticket, but it is actually more like a commemorative guardian, white rice paper, black calligraphy, two red badges printed on it, in the middle is "Golden Pavilion Relic Hall Imperial Guard", and the upper and lower are respectively written "Safe at home, good luck and blessing; Luyuan Zen Temple, Beishan, Kyoto", Fu Qiuye, who doesn't understand Japanese, held it and looked at it for a long time, and said: "It looks quite effective, does it mean to wish us all safe?"

There was a soft shutter sound from the side, Fu Qiuye raised his head, Xiao Shu put down the camera openly, and took the ticket in his hand.

"You secretly took pictures of me," Fu Qiuye raised the corners of his lips, "Do you want to take them back for collection?"

After reading it, Xiao Shu returned the ticket to him calmly, ignoring the sentence, and said, "It literally means the same as Chinese."

Fu Qiuye had already left the ticket behind, and reached out to grab the camera on Xiao Shu's chest, but Xiao Shu blocked it with his hand. He wanted to take the opportunity to grab his wrist, but he stepped on something and slipped. The whole balance quickly fell to one side.

Before exclaiming, Xiao Shu quickly grabbed his arm and easily brought him into his arms.

The tip of their noses almost brushed against each other, Fu Qiuye stared at his fair side face, blood rolling on the top of his head.

"I want to kiss you." Fu Qiuye said.

Xiao Shu looked around at the tourists around, let go of his hands, relaxed his steps, and walked in front of him.

Fu Qiuye followed him with strides, and glanced at his side face while smiling: "Go slowly, the ground is so slippery, you are too heavy, I may not be able to hold it."

Xiao Shu raised his eyebrows: "You are not light."

Fu Qiuye took the opportunity to hold his wrist: "You only gained thirty catties. Lin Yi said that when you woke up, you gained fifty catties in half a year."

Xiao Shu glanced at his abdomen and legs, then retracted his gaze, did not let go of his hand, and pulled him through the two winding mountain roads.

After another turn, the field of vision suddenly became wider, interrupted by the snow-covered white, and a small calm lake came into view. The surface of the lake was covered with a thin layer of ice, which seemed to reflect different The Golden Pavilion in the distance-at first glance, it is just an ordinary temple that is not too tall.

Xiao Shu stopped in front of the lakeside guardrail, took out his camera, and started to take pictures of standard tourists.

He patted the Golden Pavilion, Fu Qiuye looked at him, and stretched out his hand to pin the few strands of Liuhai that were blown by the wind behind his ears.

The Golden Pavilion on the other side of the lake was covered with a beautiful roof of snow, with its four corners rising up, supporting the golden phoenix with wings spread at the highest point, as if it would fly up from between the mountain and the lake in the next second.Xiao Shu looked at it very seriously, and didn't say a word for a full five minutes, just staring at the small temple motionlessly, until Fu Qiuye gently pulled his thumb.

"I'm hungry," he said.

"..."

Xiao Shu withdrew his gaze, looked at the sign beside him, and continued to walk forward with Mr. Fu, who had a surge in appetite.

"What were you thinking just now?" Fu Qiuye asked, "You don't look very happy."

Xiao Shu's expression had calmed down, and he glanced at the Kinkakuji Temple which was getting closer.

He remembered something about Xiao Ze's past. More than ten years ago, Xia Tian took them to the Golden Pavilion Temple. It was summer and there was no snow. Crazy monks burned down the real Kinkakuji Temple, this temple is fake, there is nothing to see, I will take you to eat meatballs."

Xiao Shu pulled up his collar to block the cold outside, and said: "At the end of the university, the instructor made up the stage play of "The Temple of the Golden Pavilion" for us, and when casting roles in the class, he brushed me off."

"I really want to play one of the characters in it, and I feel very good when I look in the mirror. I was not convinced by the result until graduation... When I played "Evening Flower Language" two years ago, I played "Golden Pavilion Temple" After reading this book several times, I gradually understood a little bit."

Fu Qiuye seldom heard him mention these things, so he didn't speak for a while, quietly waiting for his next words.

However, Xiao Shu didn't speak for a long time. When they had all walked in front of the Golden Pavilion Temple, he narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the golden phoenix on the top of the temple for a while.

"Death and destruction are like taking a photo. With a click, time is frozen forever. Whether it is forgotten or remembered, it has nothing to do with it. I used to think that the protagonist burned the Golden Temple to be a relief. In fact, now Come to think of it, it's just self-deception."

Fu Qiuye tugged at his arm: "Xiao Xiao."

Xiao Shu turned his head, Fu Qiuye's face was reflected in his cold pupils, and began to soften a little bit.

"Sorry," Xiao Shu said, "Don't take it to heart."

Fu Qiuye stopped in his tracks, clasped his five fingers, bent slightly, and kissed his cold lips lightly.

Xiao Shu had enough time to hide, but he didn't. He let Mr. Fu, who had been clamoring for a kiss before, give him a kiss. The haze on his expression dissipated a bit, and he said, "I can smell the smell of baked rice cakes."

Fu Qiuye twitched his nose: "I think it's Oden."

The two quickened their pace, passed in front of the Kinkakuji Temple, which had been motionless for thousands of years, and carefully stepped on the snow all the way to the lively tourist rest area at the foot of the mountain.

There are hot snack bars everywhere, and some popular stalls have already lined up for a long time. Mr. Fu, who has been hungry for a while, has green eyes, and made an agreement with Xiao Shu to line up separately and buy two portions for each person.

Xiao Shu lined up for the longest Oden restaurant, not only the leader, but also slow in line, seeing that Fu Qiuye on one side had eaten from the first to the third, and he only got to the middle of the line.

Fu Qiuye, who was about to eat at the fourth restaurant, stuffed him with one, two or three snacks, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.Xiao Shu finally made it to Oden, holding a big paper cup filled with bamboo sticks, took out his mobile phone and was about to call Fu Qiuye, when he saw him standing in front of a small stall outside the crowd, seriously look at something.

Xiao Shu squeezed to his side and saw that he was holding a lottery in his hand and was frowning and struggling to read the Japanese on it.

"Brother Ye..."

Fu Qiuye smiled and shook the lottery in his hand: "Look, I have won a lucky draw."

Xiao Shu stuffed the oden into his arms.

Fu Qiuye took a bite of the boiled seaweed, and leaned his head closer: "Help me take a look, what does it say?"

Xiao Shu has never been interested in these superstitious things, but he still patiently read the entire long-term signature.His Japanese is also very average, and he only understands a small part of his guesswork.

Fu Qiuye poked his finger on the word "Love": "What is written in the sign here?"

Xiao Shu stumbled and finished reading, then looked up at him.

"Huh?" Fu Qiuye bit the oden.

Xiao Shu folded up the sign and said calmly, "I didn't understand either."

Fu Qiuye let out a regretful "Oh" and wanted to take back the lottery: "I'll take it to Assistant Zhu and ask him to help me find it."

Xiao Shu stuffed the lottery into his bag very naturally, and Fu Qiuye had another bowl of oden in his hand.

"Eat more," Xiao Shu said, "I can pull you even if you gain ten catties."

"..."

Fu Qiuye wanted to justify his weight, but after seeing the relaxed expression on Xiao Shu's face, he swallowed the words along with the oden.The two of them found an unoccupied stone chair, Xiao Shu took a camera to take pictures of the crowd, and Fu Qiuye finished two big bowls of oden, finally feeling a little more at ease in his stomach.

In the afternoon, the two went to Kiyomizu Temple, which is not far away, and did not return to the hotel at night. They directly found a hotel nearby and stayed for one night. The next day, they took the tram to Nara to feed the deer like ordinary free travelers. .

After arriving in Nara, the weather was not so good. I was halfway chased by a deer with the senbei, and snowflakes began to flutter in the sky.During the fusion period, Xiao Shu's body hadn't fully recovered, and the blood on his face was frozen when the snowflakes blew. Fu Qiuye scattered all the senbei and said, "Find a place to rest."

Xiao Shu patted the senbei crumbs in his hand, and when he turned around to take a taxi, he caught a glimpse of something that looked like biscuit crumbs near Fu Qiuye's mouth.

Fu Qiuye became nervous for a while, turned sideways and quickly wiped away the evidence.

After Xiao Shu was stunned, he looked away calmly, reached out to hail a taxi, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"...It's okay," Fu Qiuye said bravely, "it's not smelly."

Xiao Shu nodded: "I will try it next time."

Fu Qiuye coughed in the snow, and changed the subject stiffly: "The temperature has dropped too much all of a sudden, it's even colder than in China."

Xiao Shu got into the taxi first, Fu Qiuye closed the door for him, a deer still reluctantly stood outside the car, poking its head inside, Xiao Shu said: "It can still smell your body. "

He spoke so solemnly, Fu Qiuye couldn't help frowning, and smelled himself seriously: "Really? Does it smell?"

Xiao Shu said, "No, I was just joking."

"..." Fu Qiuye stared at the people around him for a long time, then started laughing, and didn't stop laughing for a long time.

He leaned over and kissed Xiao Shu on the base of his ears.

This time Xiao Shu dodged for a while, he leaned away and only touched his side of the neck.

Fu Qiuye didn't mind either. He wrapped his arms around his waist, and covered his cold hands with his palms. He covered them for as long as the taxi drove. In the end, both of them were sweating, and the palms and backs of their hands were damp. Xiao Shu took his hand back a little uncomfortable.

"I went to sleep in the hotel in the afternoon, and the snow stopped," Fu Qiuye said, "I want to sell Huahong now, and travel around the world like this for the rest of my life..."

Xiao Shu glanced at him, remembering what he said in the tram, the corner of his mouth curled into a somewhat complicated arc, and he didn't speak.

After arriving at the hotel, the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and it was falling all over the sky. It was only a little over one o'clock and it was as dark as it was going to be dark. Xiao Shu's body was almost frozen from the cold. Take a hot shower.

After taking a shower, his cell phone on the coffee table vibrated. It was a text message from Mr. Fu next door: "Baby, good afternoon."

Xiao Shu's tense nerves began to relax slowly. He had never had the habit of taking a nap even though he couldn't sleep at night, but today he made an exception. He drank a glass of milk, lay on the bed for a while, and fell asleep naturally up.

It seemed that he hadn't been asleep for a long time, when the doorbell rang.Xiao Shu woke up from sleep in an instant, stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, and got out of bed a little dullly.

After the door opened, Fu Qiuye in pajamas stood at the door, looking unhappy.

"Xiao Xiao," he said, "I don't seem to be feeling well."

Xiao Shu's drowsiness disappeared immediately.

"What?" He reached out to touch Fu Qiuye's forehead, the temperature was still normal and high, and he couldn't feel anything, "Where is it uncomfortable?"

"I can't tell," Fu Qiuye pressed his stomach with cold sweat on his forehead, "Maybe it's the stomach? Maybe the senbei fed to the deer has gone bad..."

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