Seiichi: Please call me God

The clouds outside the window passed by, and the monotonous scenery became a bit disturbing.

All the main lights in the cabin have been turned off, only a few dim reading lights are still on.Yukimura was a little sleepy, he looked at the boy who had fallen asleep beside him, there was still a trace of tranquility on that handsome face, but the faint blue-gray eye circles under his eyes made people feel distressed.Yukimura gently picked up the blanket covering his body and spread it over Atobe's body.He smiled and gently stroked Atobu's silver-gray hair, then closed the tennis magazine in his hand, closed his eyes, and fell asleep beside the boy.

It took me ten hours to reach the other end of the world.

Yukimura and Atobe took the train to the small town of Zermatt.This small town is famous for the world-famous Matterhorn. The whole town is full of mountaineering enthusiasts who come to climb the Matterhorn or tourists who simply come to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Atobe did not choose to live in a noisy hotel, although there are indeed many unique hotels here, which are affordable and stylish.But out of unspeakable consideration, Atobe chose an apartment hotel as the base of their trip to Switzerland.

"The scenery is beautiful! If Zhou Zhu is here, he will probably feel inspired." As soon as Yukimura opened the French windows of the viewing balcony in the garden, he could see the majestic Matterhorn panorama.The snow-covered mountain peaks are like sharp triangular cones, piercing into the sky, complementing the magnificent cloudscape. "There is a hint of awe in the air."

Atobe smiled: "It seems that my uncle's choice is very suitable for you, Seichi."

"Xiaojing is my bosom friend." Yukimura walked into the open kitchen, and the caring waiter had already purchased a sufficient amount of fresh fruits, vegetables, meat and seafood for them. It can be said that there is everything here.

"Well, it's really gorgeous." Yukimura sent the salute to the master bedroom. There was only one big bed here, but considering its astonishing size, it should be enough for two teenagers to toss and turn.

Atobe rested on the sofa.

"Xiaojing, you really miss the traditional Chinese medicine given to you to take care of your body." Yukimura raised his eyebrows, but gently placed a wet towel on Atobe's forehead.

"I don't like things that are not gorgeous at all." When it comes to traditional Chinese medicine, Atobe always looks "suffering and hating", "My body is very healthy."

"If you stay up late every day like this, your thoughts are too heavy, and there is no reason for premature aging. Now you have less gray hair, what should you do if you are in the Mediterranean in the future?" Yukimura said coolly.

Atobu's face turned blue: "This kind of thing..." He really didn't dare to guarantee that it wouldn't happen.

"Okay." After all, Atobe still had no choice but to give in to Yukimura, "Well, I will pay attention to rest."

"There are many opportunities to travel. I don't hope that every time we travel, you have to work overdrawn for several days in exchange for Xiaojing." Yukimura's face became serious, and no one knew what it was like to be sick better than him.He didn't want to see anyone close to him lying powerless on the hospital bed like him.

Atobe's eyes softened a lot: "Yes."

"As a punishment, I'll let you cook at night, Chef Atobe." Yukimura patted Atobe's shoulder with a smile, and walked away with a smile on his shoulder.

Atobe was helpless: "Seiichi, it seems that I am a sick person now."

"Hmm." Yukimura said innocently, "I heard that exercising more can help keep you healthy. If you sit for a long time, aren't you worried that you will have a small belly?"

I choked on my words.

So Atobe, who was finally defeated in the "battle of lips and guns and tongues", obediently stood up and made dinner.

Yukimura said he wanted Atobe to exercise well, but how could it be possible that Atobe, who stayed up late and worked for several days in a row just to spare a few days for vacation with him, couldn't even take a good rest, he drove Atobe into the room Get a good night's sleep, even if you're in the first class of the plane, don't expect to sleep comfortably, it's better to rest for a while.

The next day, after half a day of adjustments, Atobe was resurrected with full blood.

The morning sun is only dim.Atobe got up and took a shower.Yukimura, who shared the bed with him, naturally couldn't continue to sleep soundly. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he took a shower, put on a loose bathrobe, and walked to the kitchen to prepare for dinner.

"You can eat in another 2 minutes." Atobe said to Yukimura with a relaxed expression while holding two cups of coffee on the table.

Yukimura rubbed his eyes: "Well, good."

"Wipe your hair dry, Seiichi." Atobe said hastily when he saw the drops of water dripping from Yukimura's ear.

"Understood, butler Xiaojing." Yukimura closed his eyes and wiped his breath dimly. Seeing this, Atobe walked behind him helplessly, grabbed the white towel, and began to gently dry Yukimura's hair.

"Hey, Xiao Jing, we are like an old couple, how can you be so virtuous?" Yukimura's praise made Atobe not very popular, especially the last sentence.

"Hmph, my uncle is gorgeous anytime and anywhere."

Atobe's little tsundere was happily ignored by Yukimura, sitting at the dining table, the only thought in Yukimura's mind was - breakfast.

Since I have the housework handwriting department, my mother no longer has to worry about me eating! ——This is definitely not a portrayal of the heart of the Lord.

As long as it is something made by Atobe and Yukimura's mother, whether Yukimura likes it or not, he can always finish it happily.In fact, for him, the most important thing is not the taste, but the love of his family in the dishes.So even though Atobe is just a novice in housekeeping, Yukimura can always act like a world famous chef.

At least in his mind.

Yukimura picked up the knife and slowly spread the jam on the whole wheat bread, and he didn't pass it to Atobe until a piece of bread evenly covered with jam and looking very good was finished: "The first piece of bread, as usual, is For the chef."

"Hmph." Atobe laughed.

In the eyes of most people, the trace part is often sharp and angular.Maybe no one ever thought that one day, he would sit in such a bright and clean room, share breakfast with his lover, and care for each other tenderly.

The imprint Yukimura left on Atobe is not inconspicuous.

Such tenderness belongs only to Yukimura Seiichi.

He is greedy and unwilling to share.

"After dinner, we can take the cable car up to the Matterhorn." Atobe looked at Yukimura with his chin propped up, "It takes ten minutes to reach the Black Lake. The scenery is very good."

Yukimura couldn't help feeling fascinated.

They didn't plan to go skiing that day, so Yukimura brought his portfolio.

Boarding the cable car, the magnificence of the Matterhorn seems to lose the sense of distance at once.

Yukimura used his camera to record the scenery on both sides from time to time.

It was rare for Yukimura to be so excited, and the smile on Atobe's face grew a little bit.

"Xiao Jing, have a smile." Yukimura pointed the camera in his hand at Atobe suddenly, and when he was caught off guard, he left a slightly stunned face, which made the majestic snow-capped mountains behind him seem much more vivid.

"Seiichi." Atobe took the camera, "Let me take a picture for you too."

Yukimura was not shy: "Okay."

He was sitting on the right side of the cable car, holding the iron railing behind him with his hands, his elegant and handsome smile blended with the majestic mountain peaks outside the window, which was so refreshingly beautiful.Atobe couldn't help but gently kissed the corner of Yukimura's mouth.The kiss deepened in the smile evoked by the boy.

When the cable car stopped, the two of them were already a little out of breath, but they did not show any weakness to each other, and their eyes were amazingly bright.

"It seems that my uncle is better at it." Atobe smiled triumphantly and picked up Yukimura's picture folder that he accidentally knocked over just now.

Yukimura hooked his lips: "Xiao Jing, are you sure you have the ability to tie cherry stems?"

"Sooner or later there will be." Atobe was very confident.

"Two guests, don't you want to get off the bus?" The beautiful flight attendant looked helplessly at the two flirting oriental handsome boys.

Yukimura and Atobe looked at each other, a little embarrassed, and quickly got off the cable car with their things.

Coming to Black Lake, this place is no longer deserted.Three or five travelers go together, some take pictures, some simply enjoy the scenery.

Under such a pure sky, white snow, blue lake, and small church.Everything is unbelievably beautiful.Yukimura thought to himself, it's a pity that he couldn't come here at sunrise. If there is a magnificent glow against the backdrop, it must be breathtaking.

Atobe looked around and patted Yukimura on the shoulder lightly: "Any inspiration?"

Yukimura bent his lips and nodded with a smile: "Well, I want to stay here for a while, maybe it's a good creative inspiration, and it can be used in the next art exhibition."

Trace nods.

Yukimura set up the easel on the spot and placed the drawing board.Atobe didn't disturb him, and quietly took the camera around to take pictures.Yukimura took out a charcoal pencil and drew a simple outline, but he always felt that something was wrong.Looking at Atobe who was taking pictures not far away, he suddenly realized.

After a while, the tip of the pen rustled against the drawing paper.

Travelers who were attracted by Yukimura who was drawing came over.

A beautiful young man full of artistic temperament, painting in such a beautiful natural scenery, has become a beautiful landscape.

When they saw the contents of the painting, they couldn't help exclaiming: "It's such a beautiful painting!"

Yukimura just made a simple draft, using charcoal to simply outline the distant landscape scenery. Such a magnificent scenery is vivid and exquisite in his pen, but what is even more commendable is that the painting has a touch of chicness. The figure of the handsome young man who raised his camera and concentrated on taking pictures. ——He is the protagonist of this painting.

Yukimura did not focus on describing Atobe's voice and smile in detail. He firmly grasped a blurred back, but just such a back, such a simple outline, has already made the character plump | amazingly.

Every stroke shows the painter's admiration for the person in the painting.

If it wasn't for such a pure love in my heart, why would I be able to make even a blurred back of the other party come alive with such a few strokes.

The smile on Yukimura's lips was so touching.

But he didn't know that the people in the painting were also fascinated by him.

Atobe smiled slightly, looking at the figure on the camera screen who was concentrating on drawing.There is no need to analyze any light or angle, just such a person and such a background are already natural and amazing.

You stand on the bridge and watch the scenery,

Viewers are looking at you upstairs.

The bright moon decorates your windows,

You decorate other people's dreams.

Probably in each other's eyes, they are the ones who decorate each other's dreams.

Chapter 78 Matterhorn Journey

In the evening, Yukimura and Atobe did not choose to go back to their apartment to cook.The reason is also very simple. Since it is a trip, it is natural not to miss the local food.Zermatt is a western town with a strong ethnic flavor. The food and wine here are naturally a hotspot that tourists cannot miss.

The restaurant for dinner is chosen by Yukimura on a rotation system.

He chose a very quaint family hotel restaurant.All the staff in the restaurant are family.Although it looks a little crude from the outside, there is a universe inside.

First of all, the enthusiastic boss prepared for Yukimura and Atobe a special dish that must be tasted in Switzerland-cheese fondue.

The hot single-handled ceramic pot is simmering slowly on the alcohol stove, and the shredded cheese is rolling in the soup, with a rich milky aroma, which is mouth-watering.Yukimura is not a gourmet, but he is indeed very interested in this hot pot. Of course, he does not rule out "judging people by their appearance", mainly because the cheese pot looks very attractive on the outside.

"Xiaojing, have you ever tasted this kind of cheese fondue before?" Yukimura poked at Atobe beside him who seemed to be tearing croutons with ease.

Atobe smiled triumphantly: "My uncle has no dead ends at all. How can such a simple food fail me."

Yukimura Fuzuo: "So, have you eaten or not?"

"No." Atobe answered bluntly, and then stirred his own cheese fondue with a spoon, "Every time my uncle comes to Switzerland, he is on a business trip. How can he have time to go to restaurants outside to taste home-cooked cheese fondue?"

Atobe lowered his head and carefully poured the cheese sauce over the bread cubes.

Yukimura looked at his side face, suddenly feeling inexplicably distressed.

"What's wrong?" Atobe asked softly.

"It's nothing." Yukimura shook his head, and tasted the bread cubes that Atobu put on his plate with a rich cheese sauce. "The taste is very good." Although Yukimura never eats cheese, the taste of this special cheese is very unique, at least it makes him feel good, "Xiaojing, you should try it too."

At this time, the owner of the restaurant came over and the two strongly recommended this classic cheese fondue.

"When the cheese pot is boiled, it will form a crust under the soup pot. It is very delicious. In Switzerland, you will only invite them to taste it when you entertain well-connected guests." Atobe translated the words of the boss.

Yukimura nodded with great interest, looking at his soup pot, his face was full of a different kind of expectation.

Soon the second dish was served.

This is a very characteristic grilled sausage with vegetable salad.

Yukimura gave the chef a thumbs up while tasting.The owner at the side patted the chef on the shoulder with a smile, and the two walked to other tables talking and laughing.

Dishes to follow include grilled chicken thighs with smoked bacon, creamy bisque and the like.The taste is very pure, and the last dessert is a very good pudding, even people like Yukimura and Atobe who do not like sweets all the time can eat it clean.

Returning to the apartment after dinner, the first thing Yukimura did was to organize the photos taken today on the computer, and then send them to friends in MSN. After getting a circle of envious voices, he happily put away the camera .

"It seems that the main candidates of Rikkai University have a lot of resentment for not being able to participate in our two-person trip this time." Atobe stood behind Yukimura with great interest, hooking his shoulder with one hand and supporting the table with the other.

"Well, although being carried away by a weasel has become destiny, everyone is still worried about you, Xiaojing." Yukimura poured cold water on his lover with a smile.

Atobe raised his eyebrows, stood up straight and folded his arms around his chest: "Anyway, you don't need to think too much about the thoughts of insignificant people. The raw rice has been cooked, and they still want to go back in time?"

Yukimura laughed.

"Bu Er is also online?"

Atobe couldn't help rubbing his brows when he saw the words "Be careful when speaking ill of others" that popped up in the dialog box, such a strong and playful style...

"Zhou Zhu also likes Switzerland very much. I heard that he planned to go skiing on the Matterhorn before, but I don't know why it didn't work out." Yukimura turned his head and looked at Atobe inquiringly.

The face of the trace department is still calm and breezy.

"Let's rest early, aren't you planning to go skiing tomorrow?" Atobe looked at the time, kissed Yukimura's forehead lightly, and said in a low voice.

Yukimura nodded and turned off the phone obediently.

On the other side of the ocean, the bad friends who have been chatting in full swing and have been doing nothing for a long time have not found that the person involved has sneaked away...

When he came in the morning, Yukimura was ready to go. Naturally, he didn't plan to come back for lunch when he went skiing this time, so he got up early to prepare lunch.

Atobe filled the thermos with hot tea and asked, "Can you ski, Seichi?"

Yukimura smiled and turned his head: "Well, I've had a little contact with it before, so I know it, but I'm not proficient in technology."

Atobe nodded reassuringly.

After breakfast, Yukimura and Atobe took their ski equipment and put on their ski clothes to the ski resort on the Matterhorn.

Matterhorn's winter ski resort is about [-] kilometers long, and like ordinary ski resorts, there are junior, middle and senior levels.Atobe has learned to ski since he was very young, and his skills are quite superb now.Yukimura simply watched Atobe show off his skills on the high-level road without hesitation.

Atobe's handsome appearance and good skills naturally attracted the attention of many ski enthusiasts, and many people were eager to compete with him.But Atobe just shook his head and simply refused, he enjoyed the time alone with Yukimura more than showing off his skiing skills.

Yukimura smiled and patted the snowflakes off Atobe's body.

"Well, it looks like you are very popular, Xiaojing."

Atobe smiled confidently: "Did you just find out today, Seiki?"

Yukimura tilted his head and nodded: "I've known you since the first day I knew you." He gently turned his head and kissed the corner of Atobe's lips. "As a gift for letting me enjoy such a magnificent performance."

The corners of Atobe's mouth turned up even more aggressively.

But in the end they still didn't stay in the high-level road, mainly because Yukimura's level is still at the level of an ordinary person, and it is very difficult for even a child of God to go to the high-level road.

However, after a morning of hard training and the guidance of his personal trainer, Yukimura has made rapid progress.

"The scenery here is beautiful." Yukimura was finally able to cross the narrow distance from the intermediate road to the advanced road, feeling excited.Compared with the intermediate road, the advanced road has a steeper slope, and the risk and difficulty coefficient are also higher.

His first attempt was perfect, not using too much technique, but solid and pleasing to watch.

Atobe followed behind Yukimura.

Atobe, who was more nervous than the person involved, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw him complete the entire track perfectly.

The first success gave Yukimura a lot of encouragement. He slowly relaxed his pace, tried again and again, adjusted again and again, finally found the feeling, and became more comfortable in the advanced way.

Only then did Atobe feel relieved to practice with him.

"Jingichi, since you've learned enough, why don't we play a game." Atobe suddenly suggested.

Yukimura nodded.

Unfortunately, before three o'clock in the afternoon, the mountain began to snow lightly.The snow wasn't that big at first, but it turned into heavy snow. Not only was skiing dangerous, but it was also difficult to go down the mountain.

Fortunately, Atobe had already booked a log cabin, so the two of them could enjoy delicious coffee around the fireplace.

The sky soon darkened, and Atobe asked the staff to prepare two dinners and deliver them to the cabin.Yukimura was hot water in front of the fireplace, and the mellow aroma of coffee soon permeated the whole room.The warm orange light and the warm aroma of coffee make everything in front of us more like a dream.

Atobe quickly leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to doze off.

Yukimura raised the corners of his mouth, and gently brushed Atobu's wanton silver-gray bangs with his hands.

No one spoke.

Yukimura was sitting on the sofa opposite Atobe, holding a sketch book in his hand, which was some sketches he drew intermittently during the three-day trip.There are a lot of great ideas in there.After returning to Japan, Yukimura plans to sort out a complete inspiration based on these drafts as the theme of his series of paintings.

The Matterhorn is the supporting character who appears most in these sketches.The snow peak is as cold and hard as metal, and its lines are resolute, but somehow it can make people feel a kind of refreshing tenderness.Yukimura's love for this snow-capped mountain is vivid on paper, but compared to the snow-capped mountain, the boy opposite is the well-deserved protagonist of every painting.

Yukimura looked at Atobe on the opposite side, his expression slowly lost in thought.

At this time, knocking on the door disturbed the peace and harmony of the room.

Yukimura opened the door, and it turned out to be the staff delivering dinner.

Naturally, the food on the mountain cannot be as perfect as the small town of Zermatt down the mountain, so even though Yukimura is picky about food and has a high-end style, the two still ate their dinner very bluntly.

"We only have three days left for our trip." Yukimura said with some regret.

"We can come together next time." Atobe raised his coffee cup.

Yukimura blinked.

"Whether it's going to the Louvre in France or the Statue of Liberty in the United States, we can go to see together in the future, Seichi." Atobe suddenly understood Yukimura's thoughts.He smiled confidently, "We still have a lot of time, Jingshi."

Yukimura slightly bent his lips: "Okay, among the above attractions, you really want to go to Xiaojing."

"So you don't want to go?" Atobe was a little puzzled.

"of course not."

"So?" "If you promise me not to overwork for several days because of traveling." Yukimura smiled, "Maybe I can think about it reluctantly."

Atobe pursed his lips, he held Yukimura's hand tightly, and the two looked at each other with a smile, their eyes full of tacit understanding.

In this life, if there will be a thousand trips.

I hope that this thousand journeys will be accompanied by you all the way.