Fujimasai: It's none other than you

02.

"Miss, don't you see the sign that says no smoking?"

A clear and clear voice sounded behind me.

I turned my head and saw a young man in men's kimono-style clothes standing straight in front of me.

Fujimasai frowned, and said seriously again, "Miss, did you hear what I said?"

I looked at him, then shook my head obediently, exhaling white smoke from my mouth.

He was taken aback, then a little discouraged, bowed to me, raised his hand and took down half of the cigarette in my hand, pressed his index finger and thumb on the half of the cigarette, and the burning smoke on it disappeared instantly.

"You are an audience and a guest here. I don't want you to be kicked out for smoking. Please forgive my behavior." Fujimasai threw the cigarette into the trash can and hit it directly.

"Little brother, sometimes if you meddle in your own business, something will happen." I looked at the boy in front of me and said.

Fujimasai looked at me and pursed his thin lips, "You must be Chinese."

I looked at him with great interest. I have learned Japanese since I was a child, and the language is naturally good. Many times, no one in school even knows that I am Chinese.

Fujimasai said to me with clear eyes: "I am honored to have seen the admission list. You are a student of Dongshang Chinese School." He was stunned for a moment, "Miss, you must be responsible for your actions."

I raised my eyebrows lightly, took out a small box of chewing gum from my pocket, stuffed one into my mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls leisurely, and approached him.

Fujimasai watched me getting closer, and subconsciously took a few steps back.

I watched him step back, grabbed him, tilted my head and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you for reminding me, I will pay attention to it in the future."

Fujimasai's flustered face instantly eased, he shook his head with a rigid face like an old man, and then said softly, "You're welcome."

I chuckled, "Little brother, speak well, don't imitate those adults..." After speaking, I stuffed the box of chewing gum in his hand, turned sideways and walked out of this so-called safe passage.

Many years later, I was thinking, if I hadn't suppressed my temper and given him the box of chewing gum, would there have been no stories between us?

There is no way to explain this answer, nor can it be explained clearly.

But every time I look up at the cherry blossoms, I seem to see Fujimasai saying to me:

The first time I saw you, my heart beat a little faster.

-

Fujimasai stood there blankly holding the gum box in his hand, he didn't know what I meant, was this a gift as a thank you or...?

When he returned to the dressing room again, his younger sister Xunzi rushed forward.

"Brother! Where have you been?" Xunzi bounced away as soon as he entered Fujimasai, "Don't you not like cigarettes? Why do you smell like cigarettes?"

Before Fujimasai could speak, the people on the side said, "Your brother just went to punish people who smoke in the V passage."

Xunzi nodded, but said, "Can't we just let the security go?"

"There are so many people at the venue today, how can the security guard be free?" said the brother who was putting on makeup.

Fujimasai rubbed Xunzi's head, "Brother, I'm going home to take a shower first, are you waiting for Dad?"

Xunzi said obediently: "Mmm! Brother, please slow down when you go back!"

-

As soon as Fujimasai went out, he saw me waiting for the bus at the door.

I looked back at him, and he happened to accept my gaze evenly.

His private car arrived later and stopped in front of me and him. The driver hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for him.

I sighed, your son is just fine~

Fujimasai's car has been slow to start, I couldn't help but glance over there.

As a result, he got out of the car again, came over and asked, "Where are you going? I'll take you."

I waved my hand, "No, I..."

"It will be very congested during rush hour." Fujimasai interrupted me directly and said forcefully.

I said, "I'll wait for my classmate..."

Fujimasai glanced at me indifferently: "I'll wait with you..."