It's better to fall in love with an old enemy

It has been a long time since Xiyuan Temple was awakened from sleep by hunger. Most of the time he was dragged up by the alarm clock every morning, but this time he was caught by the bread floating up from downstairs before the alarm clock rang. Awakened by the scent, this wake-up experience is truly novel.

As usual, Xiyuan Temple sat on the bed in a daze to regain his senses, with his hair messed up from sleep.His consciousness came back, and his brain restarted successfully. He finally remembered that he was in a small house in Kyoto. He was sleeping in his own room. In the next guest room, there should be a tall, burly and handsome California beauty sleeping.

Xiyuan Temple lifted the quilt, put on the slippers, and walked out of the room to take a look.The door of the next room was open, the bed was tidy, the windows were open for ventilation, and the suitcase standing in the corner proved that this room was really lived in.

Mr. Seizonji Zeming, who was always slow to react when he just woke up, finally believed that it was Mr. Dylan White who was making breakfast in the kitchen downstairs.

After quickly brushing his teeth and washing his face, Xiyuan Temple quietly went downstairs and approached the kitchen.He once again admired his mother's aesthetics and her determination to renovate this old house.The large floor-to-ceiling window that he has disliked countless times, the white living room and kitchen that he has questioned many times in the house that does not match the traditional Japanese style, and the Japanese garden that he obviously prefers outside the window, all these In the eyes of Xiyuan Temple, the combination of traditional and non-traditional, modern and non-modern is unexpectedly harmonious.

Just because there's an extra Dylan frying bacon in the kitchen.

Ms. Michiko installed a new row of flower stands on the previously neglected inner path, and she put a lot of green plants on it.In the past, when looking from the kitchen to the floor-to-ceiling windows, there were always gray and bare walls, but now all you see when you look up are fluffy green leaves that are sprouting in early spring.The morning sun brought the greenery on the flower shelf into the house, fell on the kitchen, and with the little smoke brought in by Dylan, all of this seemed extremely satisfying to Xiyuansi.

He took a few steps forward, wanting to scare the chef who was concentrating on fiddling with the bacon, but he was caught off guard first.

"Oh, why are you up!" Dylan said directly without turning his head.

"Oh!" Xiyuan Temple was really startled by him, he retracted his sneaky feet, and sat down beside the dining table honestly, "Do you have eyes in your back? I didn't make a sound at all!"

"You don't need to have eyes, as long as you are close to me, I can definitely feel it."

Xiyuan Temple has already accepted his behavior of always saying a love word from time to time. Of course, he is used to it. After hearing the love words, he will still smile sweetly involuntarily.Dylan watched him finish laughing contentedly before carrying the dinner plate over.

"Fortunately, everything in this small house is running well, with water and electricity."

"It's not that this house is always unused. Sometimes my parents will lend it out to theater troupes for script meetings or something, especially for student theater troupes. That's when I come back to live in the off-season. This house is really real. It’s for me. My mother usually comes back to do yard work.”

"I thought it had been empty since our last offseason."

"But it's true that there won't be a lot of food prepared here. Did you buy these in the morning?" Xiyuan Temple poked the bacon and fried egg sandwich in front of him with a fork.

"Yeah, I woke up early today and went out to buy something." Dylan watched him take a bite of the sandwich and asked him nervously, "How does it taste?"

"It's okay. Don't you know how to cook? Why did you suddenly start entering the kitchen?"

"I still don't know how to make it now, but I can still make this kind of instant food."

Xiyuan Temple was obviously hungry, and he killed half of them in two or three bites.He gave a thumbs up to Dylan who dared to challenge himself: "I will depend on you for the rest of my life."

Dylan choked up when he heard such a difficult task when he just started eating his share. He protested with difficulty: "I think the two of us should be together..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiyuanji interrupted him with a wave of his hand, and opened his mouth to start talking nonsense seriously: "You know, our Japanese eating habits are to eat raw food..."

After saying a word, Xiyuan Temple couldn't hold back anymore. He saw Dylan's unspeakable expression, but he laughed first.

"I will be with you." With just one sentence, Xiyuan Temple still agreed to work side by side on the issue of cooking and eating.

After eating breakfast, both of them were in a bright mood.They tidied up the kitchen together, went upstairs to change their clothes for going out, and then walked out of the small house together, stepping on the warm but not dazzling sunshine in early March.

Today is a very busy day for Saiionji. Originally, he only needed to shoot a sponsor advertisement and an interview with a paper media, but the TV station that will make this season’s documentary for him learned that he has returned to his home in Kyoto and is about to go abroad. After the vacation, I contacted Ms. Michiko in a hurry and asked for a chance to re-shoot daily scenes in Kyoto.In addition, he and Dilan plan to go to Qingshui Temple to fulfill their vows.

Xiyuansi simply didn't want to face the three shooting assignments plus a private itinerary. He wanted to just put himself back on the ice rink and forget about it.

"They're just afraid that you won't be able to find you when you come back from vacation. Even I can't contact you when you start training, let alone their media. We will suffer this day tomorrow, and then we will be liberated." Dylan said before One night, I tried my best to coax the child.

"Then what do you do, I won't have time to stay with you tomorrow."

Dylan suddenly laughed, this was the first time that Xiyuan Temple had expressed his desire to stay with him so directly in front of him. "It's not convenient for me to enter the shooting site. I can find a nearby coffee shop to wait for you. And we are not afraid of that day. We will be together for a long, long time."

Dilan took Xiyuan Temple's mobile phone, unlocked it and found his schedule, and sorted it out for him according to the time: "Look, your work is scheduled in the afternoon, and I remember you told me that the crew of the documentary can Inserted during commercials and interviews, because it’s just a daily shot, even if they need a separate part, it won’t be long. Then our morning time can be free, and the two of us can go to the shrine in the morning, go early, and there is time of."

"OK then."

"Maybe the gods will be happy if we go in the morning!"

"why?"

"Because we went to fulfill our vows! They helped another young couple find love. We were the first to tell the gods in the shrine, and they will have a good day too."

Dylan's words like coaxing children were illogical, but Xiyuan Temple was persuaded by him, as if going to the shrine early in the morning to make a wish is really a particularly romantic thing.

However, the romantic Xiyuan Temple suddenly didn't want to be romantic after getting off the bus at the station.He crossed his arms and picked on Dylan: "Mr. White, I think you did something wrong this morning."

"???"

"You had a perfect morning, but..."

"but what?"

"You forgot to prepare drinks for the two of us, I'm so thirsty now."

Dylan looked in the direction of Xiyuan Temple's finger, and a coffee shop not far across the road was shining in the morning light.

"You can even remember to pour two glasses of water!"

"Hahahahaha! I was wrong, I was wrong! I'm sorry!" Dylan smiled and apologized, he took Xiyuan Temple's hand, and led him to the coffee shop, "Let's go, I'll take you to drink coffee. "

The clerk of the coffee shop ushered in her first order of the day, and these two customers were people she had just met on TV a few days ago.Figure skating is still a niche event, and its national popularity in Japan has not returned to the level of the Hanekawa period. The players are not stars, and they will not cover up when they go out on the street. The lady in the shop will recognize them at a glance.

The men's singles gold and silver medalists of the World Championships were holding hands and studying the price list in front of her in a low voice. The clerk felt that the visual impact was too strong.Among the figure skating fans, there are indeed a small group of people who are quietly drinking CP, but none of them thought that this pair of CP would actually dance in front of the fans in an extremely everyday manner.

The clerk crazily suppressed her inner scream the moment Xiyuan Temple opened her mouth to order, and faced her two customers with perfect professionalism.However, she held a marker pen and left a little thought of being a fan on the coffee cup.

She wrote in the most grammatical Japanese on the latte at Saiyuanji: "Congratulations on winning the gold medal in the competition, and wish you happiness forever." A skate was drawn next to it.

She wrote in the most direct English on Dylan's American style: "Congratulations on getting the gold medal in your life, and may you be happy forever." A cherry blossom was drawn next to it.

The two contestants who received blessings from fans by accident held coffee and expressed their surprise on their faces.Looking at the expressions of the two of them, the lady clerk thought she was too abrupt, so she quickly apologized: "I won't say it."

"It's okay, we're just here for a holiday, don't be nervous."

"Yes, and really thank you for those two words, great."

Before they left the coffee shop, they still took a group photo with the clerk's sister, and the clerk never said anything about the encounter that morning.It wasn't until a long, long time later that they posted a photo of interlocking fingers on INS that caused a sensation in the entire figure skating fan circle, and she didn't know that she was the first person who saw something from an outsider's identity.

That day, the clerk sister finally sent this photo. She wrote in the text: "A person who looks bitter prefers sweet coffee, and a person who looks sweet prefers bitter coffee. It was very quiet in the shop that morning. , just the three of us, they were still chatting softly when they left, extremely romantic and warm. One said: "Will the gods be angry if we go to the shrine with coffee?" It's annoying, but our gods are probably very tolerant, after all, they have allowed you to meet me."

The gods of the Kiyomizu Temple Landlord Shrine are in charge of love, probably because they are really tolerant.The two of them drank the coffee that didn't match the shrine at all before entering the shrine, and walked respectfully to the place where the omori was returned.Mr. White carefully took out the mobile phone case that could be touched day and night, carefully put it into the crack of the box, and sincerely conveyed the news that his wish had been fulfilled to the gods.

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew up around them, blowing the cherry blossom trees above their heads, and quickly brought a large piece of petals down, and a few small petals swirled and fell into the delivery port of the votive box.The wind also blew the wishing bell in the distance, and the distant voice came over, like a response from the gods to them.

The author has something to say:

Let me talk about the sentence written by the clerk to Dylan. It doesn't mean that he won the Xiyuan Temple, which won the gold medal, but it means that he met very good people in his life.