Fool's Love

It refreshed me, and songs could pop out of my throat at any moment.

The Iwao Mountain that Masumi mentioned is not too far from here, it is a small mountain with an altitude of only about [-] meters.I've been there a few years ago, and now I'm almost oblivious.

Sunday was sunny and not too hot - just right for climbing.

I calculated the time and originally planned to arrive at Mt. Yanwei about ten minutes earlier than the agreed time, but I ran into a traffic accident on the way there.

I was riding my bike and ran into a guy riding a Honda Coyote at a sandy intersection.

Fortunately, it's not a car, and he doesn't ride fast.I fell forward to the ground.I don't know whether it's luck or misfortune, but the cotton material of the windbreaker provides a cushion, so that I don't bleed too badly.

The man got off his motorcycle in a panic to see me.

"Are you okay?" He asked with a worried expression on his face.I didn't want to respond to him at all, and I was busy with my knee at this time-

Gradually, I started to feel the pain there.I rolled up my baggy slacks above my knees, and underneath was a bloody bruise.

The man asked me in a panic: "Ah, do you need to go to the hospital..."

"What time is it?" I interrupted him.

Who would have thought that I would use the pre-prepared povidone iodine in advance at this time.I'm ashamed to say it, but at this moment, what still echoes in my mind is the promise with Masumi.

If the plan to climb the mountain is ruined because of this trivial matter, I may be annoyed for a long time.

I don't intend to blame the man in front of me either.We bump into each other at intersections because we're both on the road.

I was immersed in a mixed emotion of anticipation and joy, riding too arrogantly as if there was no one else around.It can be said that in this accident, I also have an inescapable responsibility.

The man raised his wrist to his eyes: "43:[-]—"

"Okay, okay. In time."

I was talking to myself as I quickly applied a layer of povidone iodine to the wound, put a Band-Aid on it, and stood up.

"Are you really all right?"

The man still can't let go.I told him I had an appointment and I was pressed for time.That still wasn't enough to allay his concerns.

I didn't have the patience to spend any more, and left his phone number at his insistence.The man said his surname was Yashi, and his family lived nearby.

He was in a hurry to deliver the ordered ingredients to the customer's store, and time was running out.After telling me to call him if the injury wasn't right, he got back on his motorcycle and drove sideways in front of me.A quickly disappearing figure.

I picked up the bike.If this accident happened in normal times, I would definitely consider that day to be an unlucky day.

But right now there is still a promise with Masumi.It refreshed me, and songs could pop out of my throat at any moment.

In the sound of birdsong, my line of sight extends to the distance along the road, and the turquoise mountains spread to the distance.

In the tepid heat of approaching summer, the scenery rippled like an underwater painting—it was the sun caused by the warm air.

I get back on the bike.There was a dull pain in the knee, but it was barely tolerable.

I sneezed again.Speaking of which, when I woke up this morning, my throat was a bit uncomfortable, maybe I caught a cold the night before.

That's okay too!However, the weather was hotter than I expected, which bothered me a little.

The time agreed with Masumi was less than 15 minutes away.It was a farce as I pedaled faster and harder against the pain in my knee that couldn't quite get over it.

It's a pity that I'm riding a bicycle without a rearview mirror.If it is a car with mirrors, I can at least judge whether I am in a mess through the mirror.

I rode forward until the outline of the foot of the mountain in the distance became clearer as the distance got closer, and a figure slowly emerged from the blurred scenery.

"Ah, Yamagishi! Good afternoon!"

Before I could stop the car, the moment Masumi raised his eyes and found that I had arrived nearby, he called out my name in a brisk and bright voice.

I took out my phone and took a look. It was 57:[-].

"Have you been here long?"

"No, I just arrived too."

"Walking here?"

"How could it be!" He smiled gently, his eyes narrowed like a bright moon, "I came here by car. My home is a little far from here."

When he said that, I realized that neither of us knew where the other lived.Of course, that doesn't matter right now.

"You're carrying a big bag, what's in it?"

"A couple of bottles of drinking water, tissues, food, and emergency supplies in case of a fall injury."

"It's really thoughtful."

Masumi sighed.He stood on the fourth step of the uphill road, not looking down on me, but looking down at me with his hands behind his back.

Unlike me who carried a big bag, Masumi traveled lightly.Around his waist was a small bag.

The upper body is a dark red satin jacket, and the lower body is wide-legged khaki slacks, presenting a harmonious retro feel as a whole.The sun shines through his hair, making the otherwise thick ironed hair look light.

I'm thankful that Masumi didn't notice that I had fallen before.With his personality, he must appear more anxious than myself.

I don't want him to lose his smile over something so insignificant.I parked my bike by the side of the road and locked it.

"Let's go!" I said to Masumi.

We went up the hill along the main road.My knees seem to be less painful now than when I was riding.

It may also be my psychological effect.Masumi's posture for climbing the mountain fits his figure very well. He is like a small animal, half walking and half jumping, stepping up the stairs lightly.I followed him at my own pace.

Summer comes earlier in the mountains than in the cities.The soles of my feet are mottled tree shadows interspersed with countless round hollow sun markings.

There was a heavy woody smell in the air, different from the woody smell of autumn, but a smell that diffused from the shiny surface of living leaves with moisture.

It has been at least half a year since I climbed the mountain last time, and the process of slowly climbing up step by step is infinitely fresh.Along the road, the plants grew wildly, perhaps because of the rain a few days ago.

——Perhaps after today, these shoes will become a pair of broken shoes.I looked at the black Skechers on my feet and smiled to myself.

My new pair of shoes had been covered in mud from my previous fall, and this trip up the hill would make it worse again.

"Yamagishi, here!"

Masumi's voice brought my consciousness back to reality.I looked up and saw that this person was two or three meters higher than me.

At a fork in two roads, he left the main road and walked to the side road.