The fields of autumn, the village of fortune

The days before being discharged from the hospital were unexpectedly leisurely.The rehabilitation training has basically been completed, and the rest is to wait for the rehabilitation specialist to evaluate the effect.

"Miwako, there will be an exhibition of Cézanne's paintings at the Kanagawa Art Museum tomorrow, do you want to see it?" Yukimura Okumiko raised the newspaper in his hand.

"Painting exhibition? I don't know painting very well, or let Yuki go with you. She seems to like painting recently. Mother bought him a new portfolio for her. In the past few days, whatever she sees, she I want to sketch it."

"oh, I see."

Miwako didn't know if it was an illusion, Yukimura seemed a little disappointed.

In the afternoon, Meihezi nestled on the small sofa in the ward, flipping through magazines.Just as he was reading a psychological test, Yukimura finished his simulated tennis training and stretched out boredly.

"Jingshi, let me give you a psychological test." Mei Hezi suddenly became interested and suggested.

"You believe this?" Yukimura looked at the women's magazine in Miwako's hand with a look of contempt.

"Hey, let's play it as a game."

"Okay, tell me." Yukimura sat on the side of the hospital bed, supported the edge of the bed with both hands, looked at Miwako with a look of "I'm very cooperative".

"So, the first question, which of the following people is most likely to make you angry? A, people whose behavior and language are uncivilized; B, people who are not punctual; C, people who speak bad things behind their backs; people."

"The third one." Yukimura replied bluntly.

"Okay, choose C, then skip to the seventh question, favorite food type? A, fish; B, meat; C, vegetables; D, pasta." Miwako finished reading the question, but did not stop to wait for Yukimura Instead of answering, he muttered to himself, "Oh, choose A for this question, and then skip to the ninth question..." As he spoke, he put a tick next to the first item with a ballpoint pen.

Listening to Miwako's murmur, the corners of Yukimura's mouth widened again, and he suddenly felt that doing a psychological test is actually quite interesting.

"Well, last question, which is your favorite plant? A, sunflower; B, calamus; C..."

"Iris." Yukimura replied without hesitation.

"Seiki, you haven't finished listening to the options." Miwako felt that Yukimura was perfunctory, and complained dissatisfied.

Yukimura thought for a while and said, "Cornflower is the next option?"

"No, it's roses and lilies." Miwako looked at the title and replied.

"That's Calamus."

"So sure. Let me see which type it is..." Miwako said while turning to the next page to find the answer.

Yukimura was waiting to hear the judgment of the women's magazine here, but Miwako suddenly blushed and quickly closed the magazine.

"How is it? What is the result?" Miwako's appearance aroused the curiosity of Yukimura, who was originally indifferent.

"Nothing special, just a boring test." Miwako said, wanting to put the magazine behind her back.Yukimura had already stretched out his hand, snatched the magazine from Miwako's hand lightly, and flipped to the page of the test.

"Hey, give it back to me quickly."

Ignoring Miwako's accusation, Yukimura quickly found the answer.After seeing the answer, Yukimura burst out laughing, rubbed the words with his fingers, and looked at Miwako.Miwako's face was getting hotter and hotter, she "hummed" dissatisfiedly, turned around, and turned her back to Yukimura.Yukimura laughed harder, put down the magazine in his hand, approached Miwako, and put his arms around her from behind.Yukimura buried his face in Miwako's slightly flushed neck, and the breath of laughter made Miwako itch.

Miwako pushed Yukimura's head and complained, "It will itch."

Yukimura raised his head with a smile, kissed Miwako's left cheek, and said, "I believe in psychological tests from now on."

The afternoon wind was blowing the magazines spread out on the table.

"B, Calamus: A Happy and Perfect Marriage."

(End of text)

The author has something to say: "Autumn Fortune" is basically like this.There will be an afterword and a little extra...

☆, postscript

"Today must be a good day."

Sitting on the bus, Miwako thought silently in her heart. "I sat in my favorite seat next to the window and next to the door, and I didn't encounter a red light along the way; I just got off the bus at the transit station, and the next bus just arrived. So, it will be revealed later, The results of the recovery of Jingshi will definitely be satisfactory. God bless..."

At 8:[-], the doctors started to work.The originally quiet hospital began to be noisy.

"Knock, knock." Suddenly there was a knock on the door.Miwako was shocked.But Yukimura stood up calmly and said, "Please come in."

The rehabilitation doctor walked in with a smile on his face.Seeing this, Miwako and Yukimura looked at each other and smiled, both heaving a sigh of relief.

"Congratulations, Yukimura-kun. The rehabilitation result is very good, and the predetermined goal has been achieved."

While Miwako and Yukimura were waiting to thank them, another person walked in behind the rehabilitation doctor.

"Doctor Fujimoto!" Yukimura and Miwako exclaimed.

Doctor Fujimoto smiled and nodded at them as a greeting.Under the surprised eyes of the two, Dr. Fujimoto continued to speak:

"Yukimura-kun, I have come to pay my respects to you."

As soon as this remark came out, Yukimura and Miwako were shocked.Yukimura hurriedly bowed and said repeatedly, "I don't dare to be that".

Dr. Fujimoto waved his hand and continued: "As your attending doctor, I understand the difficulty of your rehabilitation training better than anyone else. You are beyond my experience and beyond my imagination.

You are an amazing boy, Yukimura-kun. "

Before Yukimura could answer, Dr. Fujimoto strode out of the ward and rushed to the next patient.

You can leave the hospital tomorrow.

Yukimura was always excited.That night, after dinner, the two packed up and packed their personal belongings in the ward together.

"Miwako, there will be an exhibition of Monet's paintings tomorrow at the Kanagawa Art Museum. Do you want to go see it together?" Yukimura asked suddenly.

"Another art exhibition? Oh, by the way, you didn't go with Yuki last time. I really don't know how to appreciate paintings. Why don't you call Yuki? She must be happy. Shall I contact her for you?"

Meihezi really felt that it was too wasteful for a person like herself who knew nothing about painting art to visit the art exhibition.

"Oh, no need. I'll call her myself if I need it." Yukimura's excitement seemed to have been discounted and reduced a lot.

Miwako felt strange, but seeing Yukimura's appearance, she had no choice but not to ask.

On the day of discharge from the hospital, all the main players from the tennis club came and crowded at the door of the ward.After carrying the luggage home, a group of people came to the activity room of the tennis club to celebrate Yukimura's discharge and return.

"This time, we must unite! Anyway, let the minister lose once and accept a punishment!" Kirihara yelled loudly after deciding to play the game of drawing ghost cards.

Hearing Qieyuan's yelling, Liu Lian'er secretly laughed in her heart, this kid is going to suffer again, don't you know who is the most terrible to offend?But it's okay, maybe you can collect good data.

Unexpectedly, Yukimura just smiled lightly, and said: "It is true that you should be punished. You have been away from everyone for so long, and you have not trained for such a long time. As ministers, the Kanto Competition was not by your side, and you did not work hard together. You should be punished." Reach out to the box full of question marks.

Yukimura's words made the activity room fall into silence, and everyone felt an inexplicable sadness.However, other than that, the teenagers who rarely had the opportunity to "punish" the minister were still looking forward to what questions Yukimura would draw.Because, the questions drawn must be answered truthfully.

Yukimura seemed unaware of the excited eyes around him, calmly took a folded lottery, and handed it to the game notary, Sanada-san... Sanada opened the paper lottery, saw the problem clearly, raised his eyebrows slightly, cleared his throat, and spoke road:

"Please answer, where is your favorite date place?"

Yukimura was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, his iris purple eyes looked at Miwako with a smile, and replied softly but clearly:

"Museum."

Miwako felt as if she understood something, but she couldn't react all of a sudden.Yukimura opened his mouth and continued:

"It would be great if it was an exhibition of Impressionist paintings."

The iris-like smiling face disturbed Miwako's mind.So, Cézanne, Monet...it turns out that they are all invitations of love.Miwako blushed again and lowered her head.I don't know when, the iris-like face in front of me has been imprinted in my heart.

In a daze, Kirihara boy shouted to continue the game.Then it seemed that the old Qian Renwang had a rare draw of a ghost card, which caused cheers from the crowd... They were all beautiful because of their youth.

After playing around, everyone has dispersed.

"Tomorrow, there will be an exhibition of Renoir's paintings at the Kanagawa Art Museum. Come and see it with me."

"Well, then you are responsible for explaining."

"..."

In the activity room, the boy's laughter sounded again.

The author has something to say: