My Japanese story is a bit sweet

Chapter 133 As a result, Abe Temple was beaten.

Saturday, June 6, Asakusa Shrine.

It rained heavily all day yesterday. Today the rain has become much lighter, but it has not stopped. The sky is still gloomy.

The breeze mixed with the drizzle washes the white stone and blue tiles extremely clear, and the milky mist of the ancient shrine is looming in the floating, like a jade palace floating in the sky.

A handsome middle-aged man wearing a simple priest's uniform was sitting on the corridor, counting the raindrops falling from the eaves.

"1188118911, the boy from the Abe family is here"

"Hello, my uncle."

Priest Kuga did not nod as he did in accordance with traditional etiquette, but warmly shook hands with Abeji and shook his fist, as if he wanted to hit his chest again.

After exchanging pleasantries with him, Abeji asked, "Where's Natsuki?"

"In the ruins behind the main hall." Priest Jiuga pointed behind him, and then smiled wickedly: "Student Abe, although Xiao Lin already has a boyfriend. But I don't like the East Asian vinegar king. I always feel that, You still have a chance!"

Abeji didn't dare to answer such words, but smiled awkwardly, bid him farewell, and walked towards the ruins behind the main hall.

Passing through two zigzag corridors, what is reflected in front of your eyes is weeds all over the ground, and there are insects singing indistinctly. You are alone and look around blankly.

The once majestic and magnificent main hall of the Asakusa Shrine has now become a gloomy ruin. The buildings above the second floor have collapsed. Only half of the former statue is left. Several green plants have grown from the remains of the statue and are peeling off. There are white flowers on the paint, beautiful and sad.

From the traces here, it is obvious that a tragic battle took place, and the entire shrine building was affected. In addition, it has been washed away by wind and rain for ten years and is covered with traces of time, making it so miserable.

Abeji thought silently, shook his head, and walked towards the relatively well-preserved small building on the right.

The building was built of stone and wood and was about several feet high. The stone walls were covered with ivy and moss, and the paint on the beams, columns, doors and windows was peeling off, making it look extremely dilapidated.

He walked in front of the main door and was about to push the door to enter when he saw a copper lock hanging on the door.The surface of the copper lock was dull and dull, and the place where it was in contact with the door was faintly green. I don't know how long it had been since it was opened.

It is also impossible to smash it open with force, and Abe Temple felt the extremely powerful aura coming from the copper lock.

I think there should be a very powerful formation hidden inside.

He wanted to go in and have a look, but he didn't know how to open the lock, because he didn't have a key, and he didn't know if there was another key.

He didn't even know who to ask because he didn't seem to be qualified.

After passing this small building and continuing to walk back, there are green trees and vines everywhere. It can be said that the environment was quiet back then, but now it looks a bit gloomy.

After walking past a fountain, he saw the figure.

The maiden in white and red dress stood in a half-collapsed gazebo, looking at the hazy sky.

The breeze blows over and shakes the girl's sleeves and hair around her ears. She is ethereal and flawless, like a fairy who has come from the heavenly palace to the mortal world.

Abe Temple stopped and looked at her silently.

There is some kind of faint melancholy in my heart, and it exists in my mind as a pastime. I am afraid that anyone who has the same experience will also feel this way.

Thoughts spread everywhere like seaweed, as if gushing out of a Pandora's box, quickly occupying every corner of my mind.

Memories of different moments are going on at the same time, one after another, and the time fragments of the past five years are clearly in front of us-about the little wild cat, about the tree-lined path, about the shadows of the leaves mottled in the sun, about the current situation. Topics, desire to enjoy flowers together in the bright spring... In short, there are many, many.

In the first three years of middle school, the relationship between the two was not too bad.

It was only after entering high school that they split up immediately.

Abe Temple understands why.

Life will always carry you involuntarily towards the so-called front. People have to work hard all their lives, and the life that starts for the Nobel Prize is considered wonderful.

As the only heir of the Abe family, he understands that in his own capacity, as long as he grows up, he is doomed to miss her.

But I'm still unwilling to give in. Even if we can't get along harmoniously, I will appear in your life in another way. As long as I can talk to you, hate it.

He once thought so naively, and he did so naively.

I thought that life would go on like this until one day, a man named Fujiwara Xingkong broke into everyone's field of vision.

Facing the mediocre US-Soviet summit meeting in Kitagawa, Abeji felt complicated and uneasy. This emotion came from various aspects, and even he himself could not explain it. It was just that when he heard about it, he felt anxious and wanted to change something. What.

After leading a few losers like this, he saw her and him kissing at the first sight. He didn't have time to think too much and wanted to rush out and prepare to kill someone.

If she hadn't cast a veiled glance at that time, she would have really rushed out.

In the confession incident in the atrium later, Abeji thought very seriously, if I gave up everything and stood there to confess, would she agree?
Later, it seemed that they had conflicts. Although neither of them broke up with the outside world, no matter how they looked at it, they looked like they were going to die forever.

good, very good!
Abe Temple was secretly delighted, and in those few days, he wished to run naked at school every evening to celebrate.

It's just that the Sendagaya Tunnel incident broke out a few days before the happy event.

Abe Temple went to Fujiwara Xingkong and pushed him towards her with his own hands.

He has always been very clear about Xia Xilin's character. In fact, there are many people who grew up in her kind of environment with weird or even perverted personalities.

She has always been very elegant, but she never gets close to people, doesn't make unnecessary contacts with people, doesn't show intimacy or treat anyone differently.

Although he is always polite, he treats everyone with a slight sense of alienation.This feeling is very strong. Even if you are talking to her face to face, even if her eyes are looking at you, you can still feel that you are not communicating with a person, but with someone wearing human skin. The dolls communicate in general.

Since the Sendagaya tunnel incident, many things have quietly changed.

Just like what I saw in front of my eyes, Xia Xilin was standing in the gazebo, thinking of something, with a captivating smile on the corner of her mouth.

She seldom smiled so happily, or in other words, she never showed such joy over the years.

If you came here because of yourself, Abe Temple may be regarded as a treasure in your life.

It's just that it's impossible, this kind of intention is for the boy who can pull out Onitsu and slash at the old woman in a fit of anger.

Thinking about it makes me feel a little sad.

We look up at the same sky, but look at different places.

At this moment, Abeji seemed to understand the meaning of "eternal", "heart" and "soul".

The strong emotion made him want to share everything he had experienced in the past five years with her, and then in the next moment - he was too sad to suppress it.

He clearly understood that they would never be together in the future.What lies in front of the two is their respective heavy lives and long time, which makes people feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

No one can stay with anyone for a lifetime. This is how people are, and they must get used to losing.

Maybe, I should grow up too. After today, let's move forward again.

Abe Temple thought so, walked towards her, stretched out his hand, and planned to have a solemn farewell ceremony.

……

In front of the main hall, Priest Jiuga, who was counting the raindrops, his eyes lit up.

"Hey, Fujiwara-kun, you're here."

Fujiwara Xingkong walked up the corridor, put away the transparent umbrella, shook hands with him, and touched his chest.

"Jiu, didn't my uncle ask any wife out for a drink today?"

"It's not because of these crap things of you young people."

"Huh?" Fujiwara Xingkong couldn't react for a while.

"That boy from Abe's family is here again."

"What! Is that guy so shameless?"

"That's right." Priest Jiu Wo sighed, "I told you that Xiao Rin has a boyfriend, but he has to say that he still has a chance, so shamelessly come forward."

"Is there such a thing?"

"correct."

"Beat him up!"

Fujiwara Hoshikora threw away his umbrella on the spot, rolled up his sleeves, and ran towards the back of the hall.

Priest Kuuga followed closely behind, with a look of anticipation on his face.

Boy from the Abe family, don’t blame me, if you want to blame, just blame this rainy day for being too boring~~
Passing through the corridor, Fujiwara Hoshizora saw Natsuki Rin standing in the pavilion from a distance, and the naughty Abeji, with a lustful smile on his face, stretched out his hand towards her.

"That's my girlfriend, be honest you bastard!"

In a short period of time, roars, exclamations, the sound of fists hitting faces, the laughter of people who succeeded in watching the fun, and the low dripping sound of rain all sounded above the ruins.

Xia Xilin looked at Fujiwara Xingkong, who was lying on the ground covered in mud, and was stunned for about two or three seconds, with a bright smile on his face.

(End of this chapter)