Congratulations to the king of the net for capturing a genius

The man's smile was faint, and he was indescribably tired. His accustomed bright eyes were covered with dim gray shadows.That man traveled back and forth between Kanagawa and Tokyo, and sat for a long time in a cafe that the two of them used to like for an entire afternoon...

Fujisuke couldn't fall asleep.He was afraid of seeing the Jingshi in the dream, the Jingshi he was not familiar with.Even, he didn't dare to hear Jingshi's voice, and couldn't write to him in the same tone as usual...

While filming in Yunnan, China, I met a wrinkled old man.The old man looked at him and said, young man, the knot in your old life is not over.

unfinished?What's wrong?

——What you are guilty of, what you are tied to, if you do not confess to the gods and the person you are thinking about, it will always be a knot.If the knot is left there for a long time, it will become a kalpa.

Bu Er was stunned for a long time, and thanked him.Then I went to buy a ticket to Tibet.

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"Yukimura-san, I have your letter, please sign for it."

"OK, thanks."

After signing his name on the receipt, Yukimura took the envelope. The four words "Fu Er Zhou Zhu" are signed in the lower corner, clear and elegant as usual.

There was some surprise, but the corners of her lips curled up subconsciously.

open.

Just a note, and two air tickets, Japan to Beijing, and then transfer to Tibet.

[Jingshi.If you don't mind, how about taking a break? ] "This person——so capricious." Muttering like this, when he saw the date of arrival on the ticket——February 2th, he couldn't help but feel warmth that hadn't been seen for many days in his eyes and brows.

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It was afternoon when we arrived at Nyingchi Airport.

The strong ultraviolet light on the plateau made Yukimura squint his eyes.The sky seemed very close, and the clouds were clean and fluffy, as if you could pick them off with your hand, put them in your mouth to taste, and there might be a sweet taste.

Walking out of the airport with a simple small suitcase, I saw that person at a glance.

After so many years, there is still the same smile arc, but the brows and eyes are more and more clear, standing there makes people feel that they are no longer in the wind and dust, and the whole heart is peaceful and at ease. ——Maybe it’s love (shoot me to death). Beauty is in the eyes of people, but when Yukimura saw him, he really felt that at that moment, the voice of the whole world disappeared invisible, as if the universe was prehistoric, just to set off him That smile on the corner of his lips.

"Jingshi. Happy Love (and) Valentine's Day."

The chestnut-haired man came up to him, stretched out his arms and gave him a long-awaited hug.

"Happy Love (and) Valentine's Day." Yukimura took a deep breath of the scent of softener that his lovers used to wear—it was the scent of grass and woods that they both loved.The fatigue of the journey, the worry and depression of many days, suddenly all disappeared.

Fuji took Yukimura into a car and asked the driver to drive without explaining.Yukimura didn't ask either—they were the more careful men, and since Fuji had sent him a ticket to come here, it must have been properly arranged here, and he didn't have to worry about anything.

The destination was a youth hostel. The house seemed to be old, and the half-new bricks and tiles had wet marks from melting snow.Someone left a message on the wall, both Chinese characters and Tibetan, as well as Daiqing's thick and thick patterns.There are decorations hanging on the small door, which seem to be small things polished from ox horns and goat horns, and are decorated with turquoise and white stones. When the wind blows, they jingle.Yukimura has never lived in such a house, it looks old, but it has a wild and humanistic taste.Looking at the price written in white chalk on the door, it is unexpectedly cheap.

"Hello." When entering the door, Bu Er greeted the proprietress who was cleaning the window sill with a smile in Chinese—the woman was about 40 years old, and she was wearing traditional clothes with various colors colliding together, embellished with small shiny ornaments, There are no rules, but it is indescribably beautiful.

Pulled into a small room by Fuji to settle down, Yukimura looked around and looked out of the window for a while, then heard Fuji say: "Hey, Seichi, wait a minute, I'll show you The whole of Tibet, the whole of China, the most beautiful scenery.——Then, I will tell you a story."

"Huh?" Yukimura looked at him, his lover's face was as peaceful as before, but he could see a trace of tension and uneasiness. "Okay." He listened to what he wanted to say.

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Namjagbarwa is the highest mountain in Nyingchi.It is foggy all the year round and the snow does not melt.It is the holy land of the oldest branch of Tibetan Buddhism, also known as "Wooden Table Bar Mountain".In Tibetan, Namjagbarwa has various interpretations.It is "thunder and lightning burning like fire", "spears piercing the sky", and "stones falling from Tianshan Mountain".

——He is the place Fujisuke fears the most, and also the place he looks forward to the most.

Looking at the tall mountain peak, Bu Er seemed to hear a huge avalanche echoing faintly in his ears.Close your eyes, and the scenes that you have not recalled for many years, the earth shaking, the mountains shaking, and the world collapsing are all reappearing one by one.However, when he opened his eyes, he saw the steep mountains and Yuli's front line again.

"Zhou Zhu, what's the matter?" "It's okay." Fuji shook his head and smiled—it was really okay, beside this person, it seemed that even if he recalled the fear at that moment, it didn't matter.It is obviously the place where he is most lonely and fearful, and it has stretched from the nightmare of his previous life to the present.He remembered those boundless nights and the sound of rumbling snow, but because of such a soft call, he recalled that lonely night, subconsciously dialed the phone, and then heard this person's soft call, with the warmth of Kanagawa.

The steep rock walls cut by the wind and snow are all in sight, and the weathered rock walls are winding.In places where sunlight cannot reach, those sharp edges and corners shone with icy cold light.However, as long as there is sunshine, the snow color will reflect light gold, against the indigo-purple sky at the back, holy and clean like a dream.

"No wonder the ancient rumors say that the gods gather here." Yukimura murmured, looking at the grand scene in front of him, admiring.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery, the vast and empty world, the ever-changing sky that seems within reach, the steep and pure mountain peaks, I suddenly want to hug the people around me .

—and so he did.

"Zhou Zhu?"

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while."

Fuji buried his head on Yukimura's shoulder.

He said, Jingshi, thank you.Did you know that Tibet is a magical place that makes people feel that the whole world is so big and you are so small.Namjagbarwa is beautiful, almost magical. The extreme interlacing of coldness and warmth, ferociousness and holiness will make you feel that your whole mind is captured.

Yukimura said I knew.

Needless to say, I have been afraid of this place for more than ten years, and I have always been afraid, although I refuse to admit such cowardice to myself.I don't usually think about it, but I actually know that the feeling of death and extreme temptation (.) is deep in my heart. I know that there is a place in this world that I cannot face but is destined to reach.I have traveled to many places in the world, but I dare not come here alone.Before today, I thought I would keep this place in my heart for the rest of my life, but luckily I have you.

——Fortunately, I have you.

Fujimura hugged Yukimura a little tighter.He said Jingshi, do you believe that people can be reborn?Then, without waiting for the other party to answer, he said, yes, it is really possible.

Fuji Shusuke should have died at the age of 23——

—Don't talk nonsense.

Ha ha, but I remember very clearly, really clearly.At that time, it was such a beautiful scenery...Suddenly the whole world was shaking, all the snow poured over the sky and covered the sky, the sound was loud, as if a hundred planes were taking off at the same time...

Yukimura was startled, and hugged the person in his arms hard.

——When I woke up again, I was 15 years old, in Qinggaku's classroom, with Eiji beside me.

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Fuji raised his head from Yukimura's embrace, his blue eyes looked at the man who didn't know how to make a good expression.

"Jingshi, I thought I would keep this secret in my stomach for the rest of my life. ——Together with those memories from my previous life."

"In the last life, my lover was not you."

Yukimura froze.

"I only found out after living a new life. Jingshi in the previous life liked me. But for so long, I didn't know. I just regarded you as a good friend..."

"A lot of times I think, God gave me a chance to start over, maybe it's just so that I don't miss you-I don't dare to talk to you recently, because when I fall asleep at night, I will I dreamed of you, you in the last life, dreamed of you looking at my picture and talking—after I died. Jingshi like that, I feel distressed when I look at him, but even touching him and giving him a comfort I can't even hug... I haven't been able to sleep well for a long time..."

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"Don't feel bad." Yukimura said after a long silence.

"—?"

"The one you love is me, the me now." The man's warm and dry palm slid along the arc of his cheek, "I won't sleep well for others, even if it's me in my previous life."

"Heh." Buer buried himself in his arms and couldn't help laughing, "You are really domineering, Jingshi."—Although I believed that this man would accept no matter what secrets he was hiding, he never thought that he would give it away. such an answer. "Just trust me, Jingshi. Aren't you afraid I'm lying to you?"

"...I hope you're lying to me." The man replied after a moment of silence, "I don't hope that the shadow of death is real to you."—Although, I know, you said The look in Xue Beng's eyes at that moment was so terrified that it was definitely not a lie.

Bu Er stared at him blankly for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and smiled out of habit: "I always thought it would be difficult to say these things. But here, in front of Jingshi, it seems unexpectedly easy to speak."

"That's good. If you can say it, it doesn't seem to hurt so much."

"A long time ago, it won't hurt. But——I feel sorry."

"Ok?"

"Although Jingshi said he shouldn't care, I still feel sorry for Jingshi in that life. I swore not to say this to Jingshi, but I still feel sorry after all." Fuji smiled in a daze, and said Ruo murmured, "In the dream, he was in so much pain, but I couldn't do anything about it."

"...It is possible."

"Ok?"

"—If you feel sorry, try to love me more." Yukimura kissed Fuji's ear, "Maybe, God wants to tell you to give me the love of two lifetimes."

"—Pfft. Jingshi is really greedy."

"No. And—and, Zhou Zhu."

"what?"

"No matter which life it is. I think, I will be happy with all your feelings and all the results. So, don't feel sorry."

"...I know, I've always known."

"Then." Yukimura smiled and let go of the person in his arms, "Bringing me here is to tell me about you, um, our past lives?"

"No—or, not only." Fuerkong's blue eyes had a warm smile, "These days I've been thinking—this is where my previous life ended, and it's also where I started my new life .This was originally a secret of mine alone, and now I can finally share it with Jingshi.——If there is any place that is so special to me that it needs to be remembered for a lifetime, it is here. So, for me The most important thing, I hope, is here too."

Fuji took off the pendant of the necklace from his neck—it was said that the pendant was not suitable, but to be precise, it was a platinum ring worn around his neck.

A ring that can just be worn on the ring finger of Bu Er.

On Yukimura's neck, there was the same one.

Seven years ago, on Valentine's Day when the two graduated from university, Yukimura ordered a pair of rings, one of which was given to Fuji.Even though the family finally accepted the son and "his same-sex partner" after a period of disapproval, the two ended up wearing the rings discreetly around their necks and under their clothes, for fear of public opinion or something.Later, the two became famous in their respective fields, and they needed to worry about social image issues even more.

Although I don't mind the eyes of others, people are social animals after all, and emotions that are not accepted by most people may bring attacks from public opinion and setbacks in life and career.So we made an appointment, just being together, but kept a low profile. Although we didn't deliberately conceal it, we never made it public.

——And now, Fuji handed his ring to Yukimura, then stretched out his left hand, and waited.

"Hey, Seichi, speaking of it, it is estimated that many places in the world are talking about 'photographer S.Fuji is gay'." Fuji's smile is cute, but there is a hint of slyness.

Yukimura suddenly opened his eyes wide: "You..."

"I have set a timed Weibo (why are Weibo and blog harmonious?) to send." Fuji shook his left hand, "I thought about it before I brought you here. If today, I can finally come-- In other words, come back here. Then, even death can be feared, and there is no problem that cannot be faced.”

"... Zhou Zhu's decision, I rarely disagree with it." Yukimura Kiyotoshi's brows were slightly stained with the same smile as the person opposite him.Picking up the ring that belonged to Buer in his hand, carefully put it on his lover's slender and white ring finger, bit by bit, until, until it was pushed to the root of the finger. "This time, I will still accompany you." Then, he untied the chain around his neck, took off the ring and put it in Buer's open palm.

In the same way, with an almost devout look, he put the ring on Yukimura's ring finger.

"My work plan is free for a month." The chestnut-haired man blinked and interlocked his ring-wearing left hand with the other's.Fingers intertwined, the same warmth.

The man with blue-purple hair paused for a second, and then smiled happily: "Then, I can also adjust my work plan. —Where do you want to go?"

"Mexico."

The man with blue-purple hair showed a pleasant smile, leaned forward slightly, and blocked the last syllable of the other party between his lips.

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——We have trekked for so long in the journey of life, hesitated, flinched, and waited for Cen Ge every dawn with some thoughts that belonged only to us, looking for a place to put our soul in the huge world.

Like Baudelaire's translation of Edgar Allan Poe, it feels like an electric shock.Sometimes, even if there is no matching word, you can still find the same wave that belongs to each other's hearts.

——I know it is difficult, but I still want to hold your hand and sincerely declare to the whole world that I love you.

Loving the person next to you.

Regardless of age, gender, life or death.

Regardless of joys and sorrows, separation and reunion, joy and anger.

Just because of this person.

I have read many, many poems about love, but I am troubled that none of them can express my feelings.Until one day your paintbrush painted the starry sky I wanted to find in my lens, I realized that maybe there is only one person in the world who can fill the void in my soul.

——Sometimes, I feel that I have traveled the entire universe just to meet you in a dimly lit place.

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Fanwai Sanada, Lucia ([-])

更新时间2015-4-2712：58：40字数：2905

(Warm and cute, it's Xiaobai, bg-oriented, it's the story of Sanada and Xiaoniaoyou, Lei Bg's be careful!)

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Many times, Mr. Sanada would feel a little depressed. He didn't understand how such a straight man like himself became a person who knew everything about "Danmei" and "Gong(.) Shou", let alone why Strangely, I will become the only straight man beside the so-called "gay circle" who still stands as a rare "friend of gays" who is comparable to a national treasure.

——If you want to settle accounts, you should first calculate them on a couple who live within 500 meters of their home.If it wasn't for one of my best friends who I played with and went to school with since I was four years old, how could I be suddenly opened the door to a new world at the end of junior high school?

That's right, that's right, the culprit is that guy named Yukimura Naseiichi who is too lax!If it wasn't for the friendship between him and himself, he would be too fat to wear a pair of pants - of course this is just a metaphor!simile!Otherwise, a certain guy with the same surname Zhou Zhu would definitely look at me with a "smiling smile"—if he happened to be gay, how could I find out that men can love men?

Well, this is sinner number one.After that——after that, I have to talk about the two guys in my middle school club—oh, by the way, last time a certain white-haired guy said that he would come to the house this weekend to enjoy the meal cooked by his wife. Get ready—one named Yagyu Hiroshi and the other Nioh Masaharu.Forget about the latter, he has always put on a cynical smile and changed into a different person in spite of himself. At that time, as his deputy minister, he looked down on this guy's character very much—but the former, Yagyu—then But the president of the student council and the tennis club who I once trusted myself to be a standard good student, I have always felt that I can put my mind at ease!The results of it?As a result, after entering the high school, I still chose the tennis club without hesitation and became the deputy minister again. On a certain day of the year, after school, I suddenly thought that the hat was left in the cabinet in the club room and I didn’t take it, so I went back to pick it up. At that time, he clearly heard the sound of a certain muscle in his head breaking with a "bang" - the moment he opened the door of the department, his eyes with extremely good eyesight saw very clearly the two people who were close together. figure!Although the two people separated quickly when they saw the door of the club room opened, Sanada was still quite sure that the two were kissing just now...Of course, of course, the problem is not the kiss. It's so normal to fall in love on campus, the problem is——the problem is—the two people kissing are, yes, men, sons, tennis, balls, clubs, of, clubs, members!Moreover, he was so familiar with them that he couldn't be more familiar with them, the two candidates who won the prestige of King Lihai together!That's right, a guy named Yagyu Hiroshi and Nioh Masaharu! ! !

So after finding out that his best friend is gay, Sanada was forced to discover the "adultery" of his other two members in a way that could blind him.

—Do you think this is over?Oh, how naive!

One day when he was halfway through his freshman year in high school, when he had gradually accepted that there were two pairs of homosexuals around him... one of Lihai's Big Three who had just appeared to analyze the problem for him when he was struggling with it all along, he An important friend, the living dictionary Liu Lian'er, pulled the hand of the only one who was a grade younger than them in middle school, and appeared in front of the others, with a delicate and paralyzed face and a rare smile.At that moment, Sanada heard the crackling sound in his body——it must be reason! ! !He really wanted to hold Liu by the collar and roar——when you persuaded me before, you were not as a comrade in the same trench but as an undercover agent? ! ! !Can you still have fun? ! !

——Of course, this kind of thing is impossible to do with Sanada's style, not to mention that at that time he was already with another nemesis in his life, that is, the lady who is humming a strange tune in the kitchen and happily baking .Thinking about it now, shortly after we met, someone had already begun to subtly and spare no effort to brainwash him.

——Thinking of the group of people around him, Sanada feels that he is simply great—surrounded by such a group of homosexuals and a rotten girl, he is still straight. What kind of straight and straight spirit is this? !

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Bird tour in the kitchen—oh no, Mrs. Sanada, Ryuka Sanada, humming the theme song of the latest BL new show, making small cakes.When he heard the sigh of the man outside, the woman who was already a married woman but still had a delicate little face like an underage girl smiled happily—is Genichiro sighing about life again?

Speaking of the encounter with her husband, Liu Jia had to say that she really didn't have a good impression of this man at that time.I am very interested in sports. Although I learned kendo in elementary school because of my family's opinion, I actually prefer ball games in my heart. Tennis, which has been popular throughout middle school, has been watching since the Kanto Tournament.When I was still in Primary [-], I went to see the final of a junior high school tennis national competition. I was shocked by the vigor and strength of the team of teenagers in khaki clothes. In addition, there was a beautiful boy in the team who fit her aesthetics very well. , so he paid so much attention to this team named Lihai. ——Ah, don’t get me wrong, this “aesthetic” is just about looks.Liu Jia has always been a face control person, so she naturally has a good impression of beautiful boys, but it is only limited to appreciation, because she has always believed in this way-beautiful boys should be with beautiful boys!Yes, that's right, as for Lucia, as early as in elementary school, she was kidnapped by a friend and led to the path of no return. Since then, as a creature of female gender, her hobbies are-male and male!

Although he was interested in Lihai, he still chose Qingxue considering the distance from home and so on.It's just that at the beginning of entering the school, I have already started to pay attention to the tennis club habitually-although I am in the kendo club.Then the Lucia girl was very pleasantly surprised to find out—could it be that the teenagers who learn tennis look better?There are also all kinds of beautiful men in the tennis club of our school!Watching their interaction, Liu Jia always felt in her heart, Wu, Bi, Dang, Yang ~ ahem, it's getting far away.In short, as a girl with little vitality (rotten) who looks innocent and sweet, but is actually a bit dull in her heart, Liu Jia has been silently paying attention to the tennis clubs of various schools, and she is very happy in her heart.Because of this, even though his appearance was not the type that attracted her attention, when Genichiro Sanada stopped in front of her, she still recognized this tall, dark-faced senior who was not easy to mess with at first glance.

It was a certain day in the second year of junior high school. As a representative of the Kanto Kendo Competition sent by the Seigaku Women's Kendo Club, a girl named Kotori Yuryuka boarded the bus with great interest—then, ahem, the attribute The girl who was clearly full of "confused" points, unfortunately... got on a car heading in the opposite direction.

So when she finally realized something was wrong after sitting for a few stops, she quickly got off the car and changed cars and finally rushed all the way to the competition venue—when Lihai University was affiliated—there was only a pathetic 3 minutes left before the inspection time.

The Liujia girl clenched her fist silently, gave herself a boost, and then rushed into the campus affiliated to Lihai University and went straight to the stadium like a little monster whose speed skill was lit up like a hot wheel.

"Student, stop!"

——The running Luca girl was stopped by a sudden hand.

Liu Jia, who was rushing too hard and couldn't stop her momentum, saw it, but had no time to stop, so—"Aww!!! It hurts, it hurts! My nose!!!"

The girl from Liujia rubbed her red nose, her eyes were full of tears, and she secretly slandered how this man's chest was like a wall, but she still remembered that she was going to the competition immediately, so she said in a hurry while holding her nose I'm sorry, but I'm ready to start running again. —Run, I run, I run again—huh?Can't run? !

The girl Luca turned her head in surprise—one hand was holding her back by the collar.Looking up along that hand—well, the dark blue Lihai college student uniform is neatly dressed, and he looks very good—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh It should be a little thin so that I can feel pity-up, then up, um, this man is so tall, with a sharp-edged face, a straight nose, deep facial features, as clear as a knife and an axe, and a pair of eyes are even more sharp and energetic. It's a pity that his face is too stinky and a bit dark; the hat on his head is somewhat strange, and it doesn't match the uniform...

wait wait wait? !

…Li Hai’s big uniform, tall, angular face, dark complexion, hat…

This can't be, it can't be Lihai's old-fashioned, deputy head of the tennis department in the legend——

"Ma, Genichiro Sanada?!"

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Fanwai Sanada, Lucia ([-])

更新时间2015-4-2812：00：05字数：2466

Sanada frowned, looked dissatisfied at this frizzy and reckless girl who called her senior by her first name, and looked at her clothes—huh?Qing Xue?The Emperor, who had just been defeated by a small boy from a certain school in the Kanto Contest, suddenly felt that new and old hatreds surged together—"Hmph, people from Qingxue? Running around in other schools, and calling seniors his Name?! Too lax!!!" As a discipline committee member, he felt very uneasy when he saw this figure running around in the school and ignoring others, if it wasn't because the other party was a girl or a foreign school People's words - hum!

With a thunderous roar, the Lucia girl was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood the meaning of his words. Although she was uncomfortable with the slight disdain in that "person from Qingxue", firstly, the other party was a senior, and secondly, she In a hurry, he hurriedly bowed: "I'm very sorry, Senior Sanada, I'm here to participate in the kendo competition held in Lihai, and I only used to run because I was running out of time. I'm sorry, senior, please don't worry about it." ! I have to rush to check!!!”

——A kendo competition?

Sanada was stunned for a moment, then frowned again—Kendo not only pays attention to swordsmanship, but also to self-cultivation, which is the exercise of the state of mind.This frizzy girl—Sanada's eyes were critical from someone's flushed face to the hair that was raised from running—was a waste of kendo! ! !

But after all, he doesn't care about others, Sanada feels displeased, but still lets go: "If that's the case, you can go."

"Thank you, senior!" Lucia said in a panic, and then started to run with all her strength—but, yes!Once again, the back collar was grabbed by someone.Seeing that the time was running out, Liu Jia finally couldn't hold back her anger, and turned around angrily: "I said senior! What are you going to do? I apologized and explained the reason. Can you let me go? I really do We're going to be late!"

Sanada frowned tightly: "As a disciplinary committee member, I stopped you to tell you not to run so fast - this is considered a dangerous behavior in the school, and I am responsible for it! Also, it is your fault for not having a sense of time. , If you can’t catch up with the game, you should be responsible for it yourself! Being late and violating the school rules is a wrong behavior!”

"Are you funny? Da, Uncle?!" Lucia looked at her watch—very good, the inspection time has expired.Laughing angrily, a certain girl completely tore off her usually cute and shy smile, rolled her eyes at the sky, and stared aggressively at the tall man in front of her with her hands on her hips: "First of all, it is indeed my own business that I am late—but I also Didn’t I ask you to be responsible? Then, isn’t it normal to speed up when you’re late? Could it be that I’m going to walk slowly when it’s too late?! Finally—”

The Liujia girl took a deep breath, and immediately bared a row of neat teeth to the person in front of her: "A senior discipline committee member in Lihai, you are already very old, and the girls who are mother-in-law and junior because of Fighting over small things will become a shitty shit!!! Goodbye!"

After finishing speaking, the Liujia girl didn't care about someone's gloomy face that was as good as ink, she turned around very coolly and left, angrily rushed to the competition venue to see if there was any remedial measures, while silently expressing A guy named Genichiro Sanada beat him countless times.

——Of course, in the end, Luca girl still failed to participate in that competition.

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It didn't take long to see Sanada again.

On that day, her father said that he would take her to visit his kendo teacher back then.Carrying gifts all the way to Kanagawa with her father, when she saw the word "Sanada" on the door plate of the Japanese-style building, the girl Luca had a not-so-wonderful premonition.

Father's teacher, Sanada Fanshi, looked very serious but was very kind to her.It seems that he is very fond of this little girl who has been smiling shyly and a little timidly.Aunt Sanada serving tea for them—the daughter-in-law of Sanada Norishi is a very dignified and kind woman, dressed in traditional clothes, with warm smile lines, and it feels like a spring breeze to be watched by her so softly.

His father seems to be a disciple Sanada Fanshi admires very much, and he has studied under him for a long time, and the two chatted with great interest.My father also said that if it wasn't for the distance between Tokyo and Kanagawa, he would have wanted Luca to come over every week to learn kendo at Sanada's house.

As an elder, it is inevitable to talk about children when chatting.Sanada Fanshi—but Liu Jia has changed his name to Grandpa Sanada—hearing that Liu Jia has been learning kendo since he was a child, he praised his father's attitude towards the inheritance of this skill. On the other hand, he naturally proposed to See how the apprentice's daughter learns.

Grandpa Sanada is a kendo instructor, so naturally all the kendo utensils are available at home.Aunt Sanada led her to pick out suitable ones, changed her clothes, and tidied up before entering the dojo.

Liu Jia stood on the field and saw the old man with white beard and hair staring at him with piercing eyes, and then became nervous belatedly. ——Having studied kendo for many years, this is the first time I have seen a swordsman of Fan Shi's level.The moment the other party held the sword, the aura of the whole person changed. It was no longer the serious but slightly peaceful old man who was sitting at the table drinking tea just now, but majestic and heavy like the sea, just standing in front of him like this, It makes people feel flawless.

——If it wasn't for Grandpa Sanada who just took the school exam and was fully motivated, I'm afraid he would be able to oppress himself so hard that he couldn't breathe?

Holding the sword, such a thought suddenly turned in his mind.

Fortunately, Grandpa Sanada only tried her two or three moves, and then he withdrew his sword.But she felt that in just a short moment, her palms were already wet with sweat, and her hands were shaking when she swung the sword, and she was extremely embarrassed for a moment.However, after changing back to her regular attire, when Xiaobu walked to her father and knelt down to sit down, she saw the old man with fierce eyes smiling kindly, and said to her father several times, "Mu Liu (Little Bird Tour)" Father's name) has an excellent daughter", she was relieved - after all, such an old man, father's teacher, is not polite, so most of what he said was not comforting words.

Grandpa Sanada became interested and asked his father to change into a costume and have a game with him.My father repeatedly excused himself by saying that he was too busy with work and seldom practiced in the past few years, but he couldn't refuse in the end, so he had to change his clothes and come out.Liu Jia stood on the sidelines and watched, feeling sweat dripping from her forehead—as expected, Grandpa Sanada had been too lenient just now. Watching like this, the awe-inspiring aura of her body made it difficult for the onlookers to breathe.What's more, it's the father who faced the sword moves directly - it's true that he hasn't practiced well for several years. Straight away.

Father stood there sweating profusely and bowed to Grandpa Sanada, saying repeatedly