〖Fuji〗 near Sakura Line

"March 3, Fukui."

According to the information, Fukui is in full bloom on the 23rd, and Fuji Shusuke and I thought we would miss the flowering period of Fukui, but we didn't know it was too late when we arrived in Fukui.I really wanted to see the Asubagawa Cherry Blossom Road when it was in full bloom, so we stopped in Fukui for three days, during which we were dragged by Fujisuke to climb the mountain once.

On the Shinkansen, Fujisuke asked me if I would try to fill my day's schedule, and I agreed to his proposal without thinking.But after I did this, I became more aware of the physical gap between me and him.I teased him for being weak before, but I was the one who begged for mercy at the end of the day.

"No, I really can't walk anymore..." I raised my hands and asked for a break again.On the other hand, he was still smiling, without a drop of sweat on his face, which was in stark contrast to my gray face.

"If I remember correctly, the last break was 10 minutes ago, right?" Fuji Shusuke raised his wrist and showed me the time on the dial.

I laughed dryly: "Don't worry about the details at this time...but my feet really hurt and I can't walk anymore!" Seeing that he just smiled and didn't speak, I softened my tone: "Fu Er ..."

"Is Yoshizawa acting like a baby?" As a result, Fuji Shusuke said so.Just when I wondered if I had to nod and admit that I was being coquettish before he would find a place to rest, he glanced around and suggested: "Well, do you want to go to that dessert shop?" Nodding, thinking that as long as it allows me to sit down, it will be fine.

I didn't realize a problem until I was nourished by a pudding and regained my vitality, so I suddenly looked up at Fuji Zhousuke who was sitting opposite and fiddled with the camera: "By the way, you didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

Fujisuke looked a little confused. "What do you mean on purpose?"

"It's just that you were said to be weak and weak, so you deliberately packed your schedule so full." Just saying that, I felt sour in my calves again.I reached under the table and gently pinched my calf.

Fuji Zhouzhu laughed out loud: "How could it be? I feel that there are too many places I don't want to miss, that's all."

As if bewitched by his tone, I was speechless for a long time.Finally I asked him, "Is there anything in particular you don't want to miss?"

He propped his chin and thought about it seriously before saying, "Well, I can't think of it yet."

It seems that whenever I want to investigate the inner thoughts of the person in front of me, he will avoid my questioning without any trace.Realizing this, I suddenly felt that this person's heart was like a silkworm cocoon, with a soft body, so it had to be wrapped airtight by a thick cocoon.I didn't dare to peel it, and I didn't feel that I was the one who had the right to do so.

Probably because he stared at him for too long, Fuji Zhousuke asked, "What's wrong?"

I shook my head: "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that Buer is really a gentle person."

"Really." Fuji Zhousuke laughed even more cheerfully, even his shoulders were shaking, but after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure out where I poked his smile.

I didn't bring up the topic of tenderness after that, and the next day I got up vigorously and ran to the Ashane River with Fuji Shusuke to see the cherry blossoms.The weather was uncharacteristically sunny, with vibrant and bright tones everywhere.The laughter of the tourists around floats in the air, and is slowly blown away by the wind together with the cherry blossoms.

"It's like walking in a landscape painting," I said, watching the group of women in kimonos chat happily as they passed us.

"Well, it's very beautiful here." Fujisuke echoed my words.After he took two or three shots of the distant view, he looked up at the Japanese lanterns hanging in rows among the trees, "It's also very good if you come to enjoy the night cherry blossoms at night." After he took pictures of the lanterns, we continued to go forward.The cherry trees in this section are all in their early years, and the canopy is stretched out.Now it is in the flowering period, and the flowering branches are so heavy that they almost touch the water.I wanted to see if Fujisuke would pat the flowering branches on the water surface, so I turned around, only to be surprised to find that he had fallen some distance behind me at some point.The moment I looked back, I saw him press the shutter, and the camera focused on my face again.

"I'm going to charge the filming fee!" I waved my fist at Bu Er Zhou Zhu when he caught up.I also know that these words are not convincing, and Fuji Zhouzhu certainly won't take it seriously.

"I'll send you a copy when the photo is ready, is that okay?"

"Okay." I agreed casually.I didn't realize that I had to reveal my mailing address until Fujisuke brought up the matter again at the end of the trip.

"March 3, Toyama."

This journey was so smooth before, I got carried away and relaxed my vigilance, and when I first encountered an unexpected situation, I didn't know what to do, so I could only look at Fuji Shusuke helplessly.

We arrived in Toyama two hours ago in the dark, and then started looking for hotels to complain about, but every one was full.And here, another bloody plot was staged: there was only one vacant room.

Fujisuke also looked at me, wanting to ask for my opinion.I hesitated for a moment, and felt that it would be too hypocritical to still make a fuss about living alone, so I said, "If Fuji doesn't mind, then I have no problem."

"Well, I don't mind." Fujisuke said with a smile.

After reaching an agreement, our accommodation for tonight is settled, I quietly let out a sigh of relief, and set the alarm clock on my mobile phone for 05:30.In the past, Fujisuke always came to my room door at seven o'clock to wake me up on time. I deduced that his wake-up time was six o'clock. If you don't want to be seen sleeping by the other party, you must take care of yourself before then.

Holding the nervousness of "not being ashamed in front of the other party", I didn't sleep well all night. As soon as the phone vibrated in the morning, I immediately noticed and pressed the alarm clock, and then quietly climbed out of the quilt.Fortunately, Fuji Shusuke seemed to be in a deep sleep and was not disturbed by my movements.However, his sleeping posture is very regular. If you think about it carefully, he didn't turn over last night, and kept the sleeping position, and the quilt was not messed up at all.

Anyway, the other party won't know, so there's nothing wrong with taking a peek...

I sneaked closer until I could see his fine eyelashes clearly in the dim light of the room.He must have dreamed of a good thing, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and no suspicious transparent liquid appeared by visual inspection. In general, the sleeping appearance is worth [-] points at least.I nodded secretly, but Fujisuke turned his head at this moment.I was startled, afraid that the other party would wake up at this time, so I quickly got up and got into the bathroom.

After tidying up so that I would not be rude to others, I breathed a sigh of relief and walked out of the bathroom.Fuji Zhousuke got up at some point.He greeted me: "Good morning, Yoshizawa."

"Good morning... Did the sound of my water disturb you?" I asked apologetically, although the other party looked energetic and didn't have the slightest remnant of getting up.

"How could that be?" Fujisuke said with a smile, "In fact, I woke up a long time ago, but I was afraid of disturbing you, so I kept staying up." Although it is a good thing not to disturb the other party's dream, when I think about it, I think about it. Like a nympho, I leaned over to look left and right when the other party was awake, and I immediately covered my face in pain, feeling that there was no light in my life.Especially at this time, Fujisuke added, "It's great that Yoshizawa didn't dislike my sleeping appearance."

"Please...don't say that..." Otherwise, I might really cry.

In the plan, Matsukawa Park is of course a must-go place for cherry blossom viewing, but the plan can't stay the same, especially because it is so lively that I suspect that half of the Japanese/Japanese people gathered there.Although I saw the cloud-like cherry blossoms from a distance, I was a little disappointed.Fuji Zhousuke should also know this well, when I said I felt a little tired, he accompanied me back to the hotel without any objection, but soon he said he would go out again, leaving me alone.

After the sliding door was closed with a "click", I was really stunned for two seconds.These days, I seem to be used to being bound with Fuji Shusuke, and it feels weird when I'm left alone.Trying my best to suppress the thought of "I must have been abandoned", I connected my laptop and prepared to check MSN news on a whim.Two friends left me messages nervously, saying that they learned from Kazuhiko Moriyama that I had broken up with him, and they were very worried about my recent situation.I just want to laugh when I look at it.

The way of breaking up is already embarrassing enough, must it be publicized so that the whole world knows?

Putting aside all scruples, I sent an email to Kazuhiko Moriyama: "You and I must live the rest of our lives calmly. The past is over, so what's the point of telling others about it?"

Less than 2 minutes after the email was sent, Kazuhiko Moriyama called me, and I answered the phone.Moriyama Kazuhiko strongly emphasized that he was just impulsive that day, and he didn't expect to quarrel with me at all. He didn't know what to do after saying the breakup, so he could only go to ask my friend for advice.I listened in silence to his incoherent explanation of these words to me, feeling inexplicably tired.

After breaking up with Moriyama Kazuhiko, I finally realized that I no longer love him.With this prerequisite, his explanations and justifications will lose all their effectiveness, and I will no longer be so stupid as to think that every word he says is magical.

As a result, Moriyama Kazuhiko and I broke up, of course.Not long after hanging up the phone, Zhou Zhu came back with a jar of mustard. "I asked a friend for it before, and I happened to get it when I came here today." He explained to me.

It's just a jar of sauce, why go all the way to get it.This question was not answered until evening.

Fuji Zhousuke took me to the courtyard of the hotel, only to find that there was a big cherry tree in the corner of the courtyard.Although it has seen decline, even if people walk under the tree, the petals will be scattered, but the joy beyond expectation is always very precious.The proprietress of the hotel specially set up a table for us under the flower tree and prepared a sumptuous meal.

Seeing Bu Er Zhou Zhu dip the whole scallop in the mustard sauce, I couldn't help asking him: "You didn't go to get the sauce just for cooking, did you?"

"There is a reason for this." Fuji Shusuke admitted frankly, "The sashimi here is great. It would be a pity if you don't eat it with your favorite wasabi sauce."

"But, after dipping in so much mustard, don't you feel that the fresh taste of the fish has been destroyed?"

"Well," Fujisuke smiled with crooked eyebrows, "I actually feel that the refreshing taste of green mustard is ruined by fish." He pushed the mustard saucer towards me as he said, "If you want Try it? My friend made it himself."

I first studied his expression, but recalled the first time I ate ramen with him, and gave up in frustration the plan to figure out whether the wasabi sauce was spicy or not.After hesitating for a long time, I finally took a piece of fish and lightly dipped it in the mustard sauce recommended by Fujisuke.Coincidentally, a cherry blossom fell on the sashimi between my chopsticks.I put it in my mouth together, and before I chewed it carefully, I was choked by the green mustard and burst into tears.

I opened my mouth indecently to try to relieve the discomfort in my nose, and Fujisuke handed over the water glass thoughtfully, and I quickly poured it in, only to feel myself alive again.

"I've never tasted such a powerful mustard..." I said with mixed feelings.In front of this sauce, the ones I have eaten before are almost overwhelmed.

Fuji Shusuke was obviously pleasing to me with my appearance, and he couldn't stop laughing from the moment I poured water. "Because it's handmade," he said.

The last question I asked him that day was: "How do you know there will be sashimi dishes tonight?"

In fact, I already have a guess in my heart, but I just want to hear him say it again.

Sure enough, Fuji Shusuke lived up to my expectations. "Because I mentioned it to the proprietress." He told me so.