Beauty has a lot of bad thoughts

Chris Maeda's wet hair touched the ground, wet the tatami of Too's house.He had just gone through a hell gate, and before he even had time to wipe his face, he was begging for another person.

Faced with such a young man, even an old man who has lived to such an old age, it is hard not to be surprised.

"For such a small thing?" he said, "nobody deserves that!"

"He deserves it!" Chris Maeda raised his head, and crawled to Mr. Too's side with all his hands and feet, "He is the best person in this world to me! His demands are not excessive at all! He just wants to use the old It’s just a sign of chalk! Mr. Too! Please give me the chalk! I’m willing to pay any amount!”

Chris Maeda searched every pocket on his body and took out all the money he could find.From paper bills to steel coins, they were placed all over the floor, and there was not a single yen left.

"If these are not enough, I'll go get the money for you tomorrow!" Chris Maeda put his forehead on the ground and knelt down in front of Mr. Too again, "Please! Please give me some chalk!"

Mr. Too stroked his chin and stared at Maeda Chris who was kneeling on the ground: "It's not something expensive. Why do you have to get it for him right away? It's just chalk, what's wrong with it? Isn't it all brands? Is it the same?"

"Because..." Chris Maeda buried his face in the tatami, "That's what he wanted."

"Does he want it no matter what?" Too-sensei asked.

"He doesn't want it anyway, but I want to do it for him no matter what." Maeda Chris replied, "There are not many things I can do for him. He can give up many good things, I am very grateful to follow me back from the United States to live in a small country in Japan. I can't even satisfy his little wish! I...I..."

"Okay, I got it." The old man Towei pulled out a rice stick and handed it to Chris Maeda, "Hey, I'll take your money! You're such a pest! Wait, I'm going to turn the chalk out."

Chris Maeda took the roasted rice sticks with both hands, and was about to say thanks, but he heard Huo say: "Don't thank me, I'll take all the money. You bought it for him!"

Ten minutes later, Chris Maeda was standing in front of Too's house, and Mr. Too was holding a broom.

"Get your things and go!" Old Mr. Too swept away the snowflakes on the ground, his face full of impatience, "Don't be an eyesore here, it's annoying to look at!"

Chris Maeda hugged the plastic bag in his arms, and there were two boxes of chalk in it.There are some bits and pieces, too.He put the chalk into his clothes and wrapped it carefully.

The snow fell even more than when Chris Maeda came.It's late at night now,

Grandma Huwei took a small envelope and stuffed it into the hands of Maeda Chris, and said: "If you can take a car, go back by car. If you can't go back, there is a homestay at the entrance of the village, and you can stay there for one night."

Holding the money in the envelope tightly, Maeda Chris knew that the money was much more than what he took out of his pocket just by feeling it.He bowed to Grandma Huwei, and handed the money back with both hands: "No, he is still waiting for me to go home! I will take a shortcut and go home soon!"

Chris Maeda ran towards the path on the mountain, leaving only these words echoing in the snowy night.Maeda Chris is a local, of course he knows this mountain trail.The road paved with bluestone extends to the shrine on the mountain.

The sound of the wind was howling in the valley, Chris Maeda tightened his clothes, and tried his best to find the mountain path from memory.The snow covered the road, reflecting the light from the tiny flashlight in his hand, as if sprinkled with salt.When he was very young, Chris Maeda thought that snowflakes must be salty, which tastes exactly like tears.

He didn't know when he had this idea, and who told him, but he always believed it.Closing his eyes hard, Maeda Chris raised his head and looked up at the dark sky, letting the snowflakes fall into his eyes.

"Dingbang, wait for me." He murmured in a low voice, with one foot deep and one foot shallow, wrapping his clothes tightly and walking in the snow with difficulty.

The snowstorm is getting bigger and bigger, and the white is almost swallowing everything.The flashlight in Chris Maeda's hand is just an ornament hanging on the key, the light is very limited, and it doesn't shine far.

Relying on memory, Maeda Chris still found the location of the shrine.He groped to the lonely old wooden house, hiding under the eaves and shivering.

The snow is really heavy, and the most sensible thing to do is to stay here for one night, and wait until dawn and the snow stops before leaving.

Chris Maeda took out his mobile phone, intending to make a call to Xue Dingbang at home.But his cell phone couldn't be turned on anyway.

out of battery.

No, can't, can't stop here.

Dingbang will be very anxious if he can't wait for me to go back.

Chris Maeda told himself this, and then walked towards the wind and snow while protecting the chalk in his arms.

As long as you climb over this mountain, you can go back to your own village, not far away!The downhill road was more difficult than the uphill road. Chris Maeda fumbled in the wind and snow for a while, and finally ran out of light from the flashlight.

He estimated the distance, probably not too far from the mountain road.It is dangerous to stay in the snow. He covered his mouth and nose with his hands, took a few deep breaths, and then mustered up the courage to go down again.

It was dark and the road was slippery. Chris Maeda hadn't taken a few steps when he was hit in the back of the head by a dead tree branch blown by the wind.His body lost control, like a leaf was wrapped in the cold wind, staggered and fell down.

Compared with hurting himself, Maeda Chris is more afraid of the chalk being broken or getting wet.He tried his best to protect the treasure in his arms, even if he rolled over the snow-covered steps, broken wood and stones, and went down like a log, he would not let go.

In the end, it was the stone bodhisattva by the side of the road who saved him from rolling down a deeper cliff.His head also hit the stone bodhisattva, and the pain made his eyes burst out with gold stars.

Before the huge darkness hit, a figure appeared in front of him. He stretched out his hand and whispered in pain: "Dingbang..."

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After closing the notebook, Xue Dingbang rubbed his eyebrows.He closed his eyes, letting his sore eyes rest for a while.The old clock was ticking, and the hour hand was already pointing to the big "2".

Xue Dingbang took out a cigarette and lit it, took only one puff, then held it between his fingers and continued to work.But it was still difficult for him to concentrate, and he kept glancing at the landline.

Chris Maeda said he was coming back late, but it was almost two o'clock at night, and Chris Maeda didn't even say he was going home.Xue Dingbang couldn't remember how many times he looked at the phone. More than once, Xue Dingbang wanted to call Chris Maeda to ask what happened.But reason prevented his actions.

Since Maeda Chris said that he would return late, there must be a necessary reason.Xue Dingbang persuaded himself and controlled himself.

when--!

when--!

The slow and heavy bell rang, and it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Maeda Chris still has no news.

Xue Dingbang couldn't hold back after all, and hung up the phone to Chris Maeda.

The signal on the phone seemed to be very bad with the wind and snow blocking the lines.Xue Dingbang called several times, but Chris Maeda was unable to get through.He didn't know where he was or what he was doing.

Xue Dingbang, who was extremely anxious, walked up and down the house, like a lion locked in a cage in a zoo.

The whistling wind rattled the windows and it sounded like someone was knocking on the door.A black shadow swayed outside the glass door, Xue Dingbang impatiently stood up and opened the door, only to find that it was just a branch of a tree reflected by the windbreak lamp in the corridor.

The snowstorm tonight was so strong that the unbuilt branches of the trees in the yard were broken.Xue Dingbang picked up the branch that blocked the light, turned around and went back to the house, found a heavy coat, put it on and went out.

The car keys were still in Xue Dingbang's pocket, and the snow chains were put on the tires. Xue Dingbang drove the car very fast.

The snow was so heavy that the visibility was extremely low, and the wipers had to work non-stop, and the headlights were turned on, so that Xue Dingbang could barely see the range of more than ten meters ahead.

Even though the road conditions were so bad, Xue Dingbang still drove very fast.

Xue Dingbang always had some bad premonitions in his heart, like thick black clouds rolling in the sky, weighing on his heart and making him breathless.

The 24 hour bar was not closed when we arrived at the hotel.Maeda Chris was not in the bar, and none of the people who came over from the shift knew where Maeda Chris had gone.

Under the advice of Chris Maeda's colleague, Xue Dingbang went to the lounge.

There is no shadow of Chris Maeda in the lounge, but there is Chris Maeda's backpack.In his backpack, Xue Dingbang found the lunch box he made at noon.

Xue Dingbang closed his eyes, and Chris Maeda's lovely smiling face appeared in front of him.

"I like the box lunch made by Dingbangsang the most!"

"You've fed my mouth to picky eaters!"

“It’s even better than the hotel chef’s cooking!”

"As long as it is made by Dingbangsang, I like it the most, I like it the most!"

The lunch box is packed in an insulated bag, which can keep enough temperature until Chris Maeda eats supper at ten o'clock.Xue Dingbang opened the lunch box and found that the food inside had not been touched.

The lunch box held in the palm of my hand has already cooled down.

It's like Xue Dingbang's heart that is gradually cooling down.

Maeda Chris ran away?Just like last time, he found Zhongshan Luren and left with other men.Not even a bite of my favorite box lunch, not even opening the box and packaging.

Just like that, quietly disappearing into Xue Dingbang's world?

Like Yin Ren, he suddenly left Xue Dingbang without listening to the explanation, without any reason.

Just left, found my own happiness, and got a better future.

Xue Dingbang felt very heavy, and also felt an unspeakable loss.

No, no, it shouldn't be like this.Xue Dingbang told himself that he repeatedly wanted to confirm his mood.

Shouldn't it be a relief?

Obviously they all intend to snub Chris Maeda, so that Chris Maeda can choose to let go, or even choose to break up.

But why, when the goal is really likely to be achieved, do you feel so sad?