Keiko was cheated again
Chapter 63
Su Nuo finally had his own body. How could a small two-story building with a courtyard house hold his heart that longed for freedom?
Fu Heihui also wanted to give him the study room, so that he could have an excuse to spend more electricity bills and go to sleep happily on the kotatsu, but it turned out that Su Nuo didn't need it at all!
He is not a human being, and he doesn't need the so-called sleep. During the day, he prepares for the New Year with everyone, but he doesn't know where he goes at night. At most, he will come back to take a nap on the sofa when the sky is about to dawn.
Fortunately, Grandpa Huzhang went to bed early every day and didn't pay too much attention to their rest, so Su Nuo's whereabouts were never found.
After the cleaning, Yuzu Yujin took Wujo Wu and Su Nuo, and placed a door pine in front of the yard, and hung a shinen rope on the gate.
The red Shiren ornaments, the white falling snow, and the red lanterns in the distance under the high and low tile eaves and in front of the shops seen from the windows on the second floor.
Now the atmosphere of the New Year has become very strong.
Fu Heihui looked away, and continued to write something on the table with a pen.
This is a yearly letter to be mailed to Junpei, the seniors in the second year of the high school, and to Teacher Nanamikai, Principal Ye Moth and others.
Although with the popularization of mobile phones, congratulatory letters have gradually been replaced by blessing text messages, but this year Hui has met many new friends, and he hopes to send them New Year greetings in this formal way.
The day before New Year's Eve.
The sky began to snow again.
At the request of their grandfather, Hui and Yuren put on thick kimonos, stepped on clogs, and prepared to go to a temple two kilometers away to burn incense and pray for blessings.
Gojo Wu and Su Nuo didn't go with them, after all, they are no longer teenagers with longing for the future.
"We walked!"
When he got to the door, Knotaba Yuhito turned his head and shouted at the three people in the yard.
"Be careful on the road, go early and return early."
"Ah."
Two teenagers of similar age shared an umbrella and walked out. The light brown oil-paper umbrella blocked all the salty snow outside.
The tall ones wore dark blue kimonos, while the shorter ones wore light blue ones.The latter seemed to be extremely afraid of the cold, so he wrapped his haori tightly and snuggled up to the side of the tall boy.
When walking halfway, a few passers-by who also went to the temple to pray for blessings appeared sporadically on the road.
Knotabazu Yuhito spoke suddenly.
"Are you happy now?"
Fu Heihui couldn't quite understand this question, so he sucked at his reddened nose, "You mean this moment?"
On such a cold day, the wind blows on the face like a knife.Even though Yuren was there, it seemed impossible for him to say he was happy against his conscience.
Knotabagi Yuhito: "It means after being with Mr. Wujo."
Black-haired boy: "Oh."
"I'm very happy," he said, "and everything is going in a good direction. Shi Er appeared, I recovered my memory, Su Nuo also has his own body, and you are by my side."
"I have no reason to be unhappy."
Knotabagi Yujin let out a hot breath, "That's good."
Fu Heihui looked at the temple getting closer and sighed meaninglessly.
"It's really cold this year, but as the saying goes, heavy snow heralds a good year, so next year should be a bumper harvest."
His brows and eyes were soft, and he reached out to catch a piece of snow that floated in from outside the umbrella.
As soon as the white and clean snow fell into his hands, it melted into a drop of clean liquid.
"I really hope spring will come soon."
At that time, you can use the spring early cherry blossoms soaked in snow to make sakura sauce, and the sakura pancakes wrapped in glutinous rice must be delicious~
The temple they went to was small and not well-known, and the people who came to pray for blessings were all people who lived nearby.
The two teenagers came every year, and they were already familiar with the process. They burned incense and prayed for blessings, and returned home without much delay.
This trip took a total of two or three hours, and it was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we got home.
Winter is already dark early, and the sky is snowing lightly. The gloomy, quiet blue-black envelopes the whole world.
But the light was on at the entrance of the small courtyard, as if to welcome them, the small orange lamp could only illuminate a small area in front of the door.
Fu Heihui and Knotweed Yuren patted the snow on their bodies outside, and the aroma of food and fireworks at home penetrated their noses, and they moved faster.
"Grandpa, we're back!"
As soon as the two walked into the yard, they called grandpa.
The old man was cooking New Year's dishes in the kitchen. Hearing the sound, he pushed open the small foggy window in front of the pool.
The cold air from outside rushed in.
Knotweed Wasuke looked at them through the window, "Is it cold, come inside to warm up."
Suddenly, he remembered something and called Fu Heihui to stop.
"A man named Fuheshier contacted me just now. He said that he is your father. He will take care of the matter at hand tonight and may come over to celebrate the holiday together. I agreed."
"Shi'er is coming too? That's great, thank you grandpa~"
The black-haired boy became more and more happy obviously. He bent his eyes and smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.
As for the Japanese helper of the knotweed, he didn't know any of them, whether it was Teacher Wutiao, Su Nuo, or Fu Heisher.
Of course Fu Heihui knew that Grandpa was willing to let these people spend the festival with them, it was for his and Youren's sake.
He is grateful.
Japanese knotweed assistant sent Youruhito to fetch the snow collected from the fence of the yard, "The snow water is almost collected, take it back and make tea, otherwise the snow will be polluted when the fireworks are set off soon."
The tea made with snow water is especially sweet. In the past, every year when it snowed, they would take some back to make tea.
The first snow is unacceptable, there will be some pollutants and dust floating in the air, and they are picking it up just right now.
Fu Heihui took over this task, raised his red fingertips and said, "I'll go!"
He pushed Yuren, "Go and cut some persimmons."
Although the persimmons haven't dried enough, eating them at this time has a special flavor.
Seeing that he was so happy, Yu Zhang Youren felt a little smug, but the corners of his mouth rose up inexplicably, "I know, I know, you can order me."
One to the left and one to the right.
The pots for catching the snow were on the fence near the persimmon tree, and the black-haired boy tiptoed to take them down one by one.
He was still wearing a light blue kimono for going to the temple, wrapped in a thick black scarf, standing by the wall and reaching for it.On the head are dark-brown jagged persimmon tree branches, with orange-red persimmons hanging here and there, both of which are covered with a thin layer of snow.
When Gojo Wujo came out to breathe, what he saw was such a scene that could be painted.
The depression of being forced to be in the same room with a rival in love dissipated instantly with the cold air inhaled into the lung cavity.
Gojo Satoru stepped on the soft snow and walked to him, "When did you come back, why don't you go in." The TV in the living room was turned up so loudly that he didn't even hear the sound of the boy coming back.
Fu Heihui still had a smile on his face, "I just came back, I'm going to collect these and make tea."
Gojo Satoru saw that he squatted down, poured the snow from several containers into the largest jar and covered it, and the tips of his ears exposed under his eyes were red with cold.
The white-haired man also squatted down.
Hui didn't know what the teacher's intention was, so she moved around to make room for him.
Unexpectedly, the man didn't even look at those containers, but lowered his head and put the tip of his ear in his mouth.
"Please, please don't bite my ear."
Gojo Gojo snorted and laughed, "Then let me kiss on the mouth."
The teacher is really, too much!How can you threaten him like this?
The boy in kimono said fiercely, "No."
Gojo Satoru hadn't had time to be disappointed when he saw the young man's eyes were blushing, and his green eyes were so stubborn that he looked at him, "Teacher has kissed me so many times, now it's time for me to kiss him!"
Gojo Satoru let out a "ha" laugh.
He didn't want to expose Hui's careful thinking. After all, it was very difficult for a shy boy to clearly express his expectation for his intimate touch. He didn't want to make Hui become so angry that all the ducks in his mouth flew away.
The white-haired man made a hesitant expression, as if forced by some arrogant young master, he reluctantly agreed.
"Hey——since you've said that, come on, I can't refuse any request from Xiaohui."
The boy looked at Teacher Wutiao's half-smile face: "..."
The man's raised thin lips came under his eyelids, it seemed that he was not forced, but eager to move and urge him.
"Kiss...just kiss."
Where will Hui meet her relatives?The slightly cool and soft flesh of his lips stuck to the corner of Gojo Wu's mouth, and he froze.
Gojo Satoru waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for his next move.
The man sighed, and had no choice but to assume the responsibility of the teacher in a "difficult way", and began to teach by hand.
"Put your little tongue out."
Hui tremblingly stuck out his red tongue, the man's eyes were darkened, and he sighed, "Yes..."
Then he ate it into his mouth without mercy.
About 10 minutes later, Yuzu Yujin finished cutting the persimmons. He sat in the living room and didn't wait for Hui to come back. He put on his outer shoes and prepared to help.
As soon as he got to the eaves, he saw Fu Heihui and Gojo Wu coming back side by side. Each of them was carrying five or six empty containers, and the other was carrying a can full of snow. Except that Hui's face turned red from the cold, there was nothing wrong with him. Something is wrong.
Knotabagi Hisohito had no doubt that he was there, and let the two of them in.
It's a pity that the culinary skills of the two adult men and the two juniors are rubbish. It's okay to fry eggs with hot milk, but you can only help Japanese knotweed when cooking New Year's dishes.
Knotweed Wasuke didn't let them be a waste of help in the kitchen, so they all rushed to the living room.
The four of them sat around the kotatsu, and there was a tea maker and a plate of persimmons on the table.There was a gurgling sound of snow water cooking tea, and the red and white song party was playing on the TV, occasionally accompanied by Su Nuo's sour and jealous, yin and yang sarcasm.
Fu Heihui lowered his head and sent a message to Shier.Shi Er didn't know if he was still busy, so he didn't reply.
After waiting for a while, it was completely dark.
Next door to their house was a large family, with many children. Suddenly, fireworks were set off with a bang bang bang, rising into the air with a bang, and then exploding with crackling noises.
Looking at the boy's bright green eyes, and the two adult men occupying the positions of his left and right hands, he suddenly realized——
Oops, forgot to buy fireworks!
How can their children not have things that other people's children have?How can you just watch helplessly? !
The two were just about to find an excuse to go out to buy, when they suddenly heard a slight movement from the yard, and then, a black figure came into view.
The visitor was dressed very thinly, but his muscular body exuded heat, and he didn't look cold at all.
Fu Heisher walked to the eaves wrapped in the wind and snow, holding a stack of fireworks in his arms.His deep eyes looked at someone in the room, his voice was low and hoarse.
"Sorry, I'm late."
"No, it's just in time."
The boy hugged the man first, then patted off the snow particles on his body, let him go in and drink tea to warm up, while he reluctantly squatted down beside the pile of fireworks under the eaves.
He is already a mature conjurer, how can he set off fireworks like the immature children next door?
Can……
Hui tried hard to convince herself: But even you brought it here to release it?It's a waste if you don't let it go, it's a shame to waste money!
He finally gave up struggling, picked up a small firework with his white fingers, stood up, and tried to drag all the people in the room into the water.
"Everyone, let's play together?"
The black-haired boy probably didn't know that at this moment behind him were bright and dark gorgeous fireworks, and the roaring sound exploded in his ears, and the sky was full of soft and gentle snow.
As for the four people facing him, only his current appearance was reflected in their eyes.
If this is life.
Please continue like this.
The four of them smiled and answered him in unison, "Okay."
【Finish】
Fu Heihui also wanted to give him the study room, so that he could have an excuse to spend more electricity bills and go to sleep happily on the kotatsu, but it turned out that Su Nuo didn't need it at all!
He is not a human being, and he doesn't need the so-called sleep. During the day, he prepares for the New Year with everyone, but he doesn't know where he goes at night. At most, he will come back to take a nap on the sofa when the sky is about to dawn.
Fortunately, Grandpa Huzhang went to bed early every day and didn't pay too much attention to their rest, so Su Nuo's whereabouts were never found.
After the cleaning, Yuzu Yujin took Wujo Wu and Su Nuo, and placed a door pine in front of the yard, and hung a shinen rope on the gate.
The red Shiren ornaments, the white falling snow, and the red lanterns in the distance under the high and low tile eaves and in front of the shops seen from the windows on the second floor.
Now the atmosphere of the New Year has become very strong.
Fu Heihui looked away, and continued to write something on the table with a pen.
This is a yearly letter to be mailed to Junpei, the seniors in the second year of the high school, and to Teacher Nanamikai, Principal Ye Moth and others.
Although with the popularization of mobile phones, congratulatory letters have gradually been replaced by blessing text messages, but this year Hui has met many new friends, and he hopes to send them New Year greetings in this formal way.
The day before New Year's Eve.
The sky began to snow again.
At the request of their grandfather, Hui and Yuren put on thick kimonos, stepped on clogs, and prepared to go to a temple two kilometers away to burn incense and pray for blessings.
Gojo Wu and Su Nuo didn't go with them, after all, they are no longer teenagers with longing for the future.
"We walked!"
When he got to the door, Knotaba Yuhito turned his head and shouted at the three people in the yard.
"Be careful on the road, go early and return early."
"Ah."
Two teenagers of similar age shared an umbrella and walked out. The light brown oil-paper umbrella blocked all the salty snow outside.
The tall ones wore dark blue kimonos, while the shorter ones wore light blue ones.The latter seemed to be extremely afraid of the cold, so he wrapped his haori tightly and snuggled up to the side of the tall boy.
When walking halfway, a few passers-by who also went to the temple to pray for blessings appeared sporadically on the road.
Knotabazu Yuhito spoke suddenly.
"Are you happy now?"
Fu Heihui couldn't quite understand this question, so he sucked at his reddened nose, "You mean this moment?"
On such a cold day, the wind blows on the face like a knife.Even though Yuren was there, it seemed impossible for him to say he was happy against his conscience.
Knotabagi Yuhito: "It means after being with Mr. Wujo."
Black-haired boy: "Oh."
"I'm very happy," he said, "and everything is going in a good direction. Shi Er appeared, I recovered my memory, Su Nuo also has his own body, and you are by my side."
"I have no reason to be unhappy."
Knotabagi Yujin let out a hot breath, "That's good."
Fu Heihui looked at the temple getting closer and sighed meaninglessly.
"It's really cold this year, but as the saying goes, heavy snow heralds a good year, so next year should be a bumper harvest."
His brows and eyes were soft, and he reached out to catch a piece of snow that floated in from outside the umbrella.
As soon as the white and clean snow fell into his hands, it melted into a drop of clean liquid.
"I really hope spring will come soon."
At that time, you can use the spring early cherry blossoms soaked in snow to make sakura sauce, and the sakura pancakes wrapped in glutinous rice must be delicious~
The temple they went to was small and not well-known, and the people who came to pray for blessings were all people who lived nearby.
The two teenagers came every year, and they were already familiar with the process. They burned incense and prayed for blessings, and returned home without much delay.
This trip took a total of two or three hours, and it was already five o'clock in the afternoon when we got home.
Winter is already dark early, and the sky is snowing lightly. The gloomy, quiet blue-black envelopes the whole world.
But the light was on at the entrance of the small courtyard, as if to welcome them, the small orange lamp could only illuminate a small area in front of the door.
Fu Heihui and Knotweed Yuren patted the snow on their bodies outside, and the aroma of food and fireworks at home penetrated their noses, and they moved faster.
"Grandpa, we're back!"
As soon as the two walked into the yard, they called grandpa.
The old man was cooking New Year's dishes in the kitchen. Hearing the sound, he pushed open the small foggy window in front of the pool.
The cold air from outside rushed in.
Knotweed Wasuke looked at them through the window, "Is it cold, come inside to warm up."
Suddenly, he remembered something and called Fu Heihui to stop.
"A man named Fuheshier contacted me just now. He said that he is your father. He will take care of the matter at hand tonight and may come over to celebrate the holiday together. I agreed."
"Shi'er is coming too? That's great, thank you grandpa~"
The black-haired boy became more and more happy obviously. He bent his eyes and smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes.
As for the Japanese helper of the knotweed, he didn't know any of them, whether it was Teacher Wutiao, Su Nuo, or Fu Heisher.
Of course Fu Heihui knew that Grandpa was willing to let these people spend the festival with them, it was for his and Youren's sake.
He is grateful.
Japanese knotweed assistant sent Youruhito to fetch the snow collected from the fence of the yard, "The snow water is almost collected, take it back and make tea, otherwise the snow will be polluted when the fireworks are set off soon."
The tea made with snow water is especially sweet. In the past, every year when it snowed, they would take some back to make tea.
The first snow is unacceptable, there will be some pollutants and dust floating in the air, and they are picking it up just right now.
Fu Heihui took over this task, raised his red fingertips and said, "I'll go!"
He pushed Yuren, "Go and cut some persimmons."
Although the persimmons haven't dried enough, eating them at this time has a special flavor.
Seeing that he was so happy, Yu Zhang Youren felt a little smug, but the corners of his mouth rose up inexplicably, "I know, I know, you can order me."
One to the left and one to the right.
The pots for catching the snow were on the fence near the persimmon tree, and the black-haired boy tiptoed to take them down one by one.
He was still wearing a light blue kimono for going to the temple, wrapped in a thick black scarf, standing by the wall and reaching for it.On the head are dark-brown jagged persimmon tree branches, with orange-red persimmons hanging here and there, both of which are covered with a thin layer of snow.
When Gojo Wujo came out to breathe, what he saw was such a scene that could be painted.
The depression of being forced to be in the same room with a rival in love dissipated instantly with the cold air inhaled into the lung cavity.
Gojo Satoru stepped on the soft snow and walked to him, "When did you come back, why don't you go in." The TV in the living room was turned up so loudly that he didn't even hear the sound of the boy coming back.
Fu Heihui still had a smile on his face, "I just came back, I'm going to collect these and make tea."
Gojo Satoru saw that he squatted down, poured the snow from several containers into the largest jar and covered it, and the tips of his ears exposed under his eyes were red with cold.
The white-haired man also squatted down.
Hui didn't know what the teacher's intention was, so she moved around to make room for him.
Unexpectedly, the man didn't even look at those containers, but lowered his head and put the tip of his ear in his mouth.
"Please, please don't bite my ear."
Gojo Gojo snorted and laughed, "Then let me kiss on the mouth."
The teacher is really, too much!How can you threaten him like this?
The boy in kimono said fiercely, "No."
Gojo Satoru hadn't had time to be disappointed when he saw the young man's eyes were blushing, and his green eyes were so stubborn that he looked at him, "Teacher has kissed me so many times, now it's time for me to kiss him!"
Gojo Satoru let out a "ha" laugh.
He didn't want to expose Hui's careful thinking. After all, it was very difficult for a shy boy to clearly express his expectation for his intimate touch. He didn't want to make Hui become so angry that all the ducks in his mouth flew away.
The white-haired man made a hesitant expression, as if forced by some arrogant young master, he reluctantly agreed.
"Hey——since you've said that, come on, I can't refuse any request from Xiaohui."
The boy looked at Teacher Wutiao's half-smile face: "..."
The man's raised thin lips came under his eyelids, it seemed that he was not forced, but eager to move and urge him.
"Kiss...just kiss."
Where will Hui meet her relatives?The slightly cool and soft flesh of his lips stuck to the corner of Gojo Wu's mouth, and he froze.
Gojo Satoru waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for his next move.
The man sighed, and had no choice but to assume the responsibility of the teacher in a "difficult way", and began to teach by hand.
"Put your little tongue out."
Hui tremblingly stuck out his red tongue, the man's eyes were darkened, and he sighed, "Yes..."
Then he ate it into his mouth without mercy.
About 10 minutes later, Yuzu Yujin finished cutting the persimmons. He sat in the living room and didn't wait for Hui to come back. He put on his outer shoes and prepared to help.
As soon as he got to the eaves, he saw Fu Heihui and Gojo Wu coming back side by side. Each of them was carrying five or six empty containers, and the other was carrying a can full of snow. Except that Hui's face turned red from the cold, there was nothing wrong with him. Something is wrong.
Knotabagi Hisohito had no doubt that he was there, and let the two of them in.
It's a pity that the culinary skills of the two adult men and the two juniors are rubbish. It's okay to fry eggs with hot milk, but you can only help Japanese knotweed when cooking New Year's dishes.
Knotweed Wasuke didn't let them be a waste of help in the kitchen, so they all rushed to the living room.
The four of them sat around the kotatsu, and there was a tea maker and a plate of persimmons on the table.There was a gurgling sound of snow water cooking tea, and the red and white song party was playing on the TV, occasionally accompanied by Su Nuo's sour and jealous, yin and yang sarcasm.
Fu Heihui lowered his head and sent a message to Shier.Shi Er didn't know if he was still busy, so he didn't reply.
After waiting for a while, it was completely dark.
Next door to their house was a large family, with many children. Suddenly, fireworks were set off with a bang bang bang, rising into the air with a bang, and then exploding with crackling noises.
Looking at the boy's bright green eyes, and the two adult men occupying the positions of his left and right hands, he suddenly realized——
Oops, forgot to buy fireworks!
How can their children not have things that other people's children have?How can you just watch helplessly? !
The two were just about to find an excuse to go out to buy, when they suddenly heard a slight movement from the yard, and then, a black figure came into view.
The visitor was dressed very thinly, but his muscular body exuded heat, and he didn't look cold at all.
Fu Heisher walked to the eaves wrapped in the wind and snow, holding a stack of fireworks in his arms.His deep eyes looked at someone in the room, his voice was low and hoarse.
"Sorry, I'm late."
"No, it's just in time."
The boy hugged the man first, then patted off the snow particles on his body, let him go in and drink tea to warm up, while he reluctantly squatted down beside the pile of fireworks under the eaves.
He is already a mature conjurer, how can he set off fireworks like the immature children next door?
Can……
Hui tried hard to convince herself: But even you brought it here to release it?It's a waste if you don't let it go, it's a shame to waste money!
He finally gave up struggling, picked up a small firework with his white fingers, stood up, and tried to drag all the people in the room into the water.
"Everyone, let's play together?"
The black-haired boy probably didn't know that at this moment behind him were bright and dark gorgeous fireworks, and the roaring sound exploded in his ears, and the sky was full of soft and gentle snow.
As for the four people facing him, only his current appearance was reflected in their eyes.
If this is life.
Please continue like this.
The four of them smiled and answered him in unison, "Okay."
【Finish】
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