dizziness

When the May Day holiday came, Ruan Miaomiao proposed to go to Mount Fuji to practice sketching.

Owen looked at the ticket in his hand, and there was no room for refutation. He felt that this was not a bullshit proposal at all, but that it was forced by Ruan Miaomiao on his own initiative.

The two had a quarrel, and Owen refused to go. After working for several months, he could finally rest for a few days. Let alone going abroad, he might not even be willing to go out. Besides, Owen felt that Ruan Miaomiao’s current level no longer needed to practice. Even if you need to practice sketching, there are plenty of great rivers and mountains in China, so there is really no need to travel so far across the ocean.

In fact, to put it bluntly, Owen is just lazy. Since his relationship with Ruan Miaomiao became clear, he has completely bid farewell to the hunting life. He is taken care of every day in daily life. Not only is the stomach full of delicious food and drink, but also his physiological needs are full. This person naturally became more and more lazy.

Owen's outbursts are well known. When the two of them disagreed, they started spouting shit with dirty words again. What Ruan Miaomiao disliked most was his stinking problem. If you said to shut Owen's mouth, it would be resolved by pulling him into bed. , but Ruan Miaomiao's temperament can't do such dirty things, so she can only throw out a sentence: "Look at the meat on your stomach, it will sag if you don't exercise."

As soon as Owen heard that he couldn't say a word, the two just fought coldly. At night, Owen sneaked into the bathroom, took off his shirt and looked in the mirror for a long time. He was so stimulated by Ruan Miaomiao's words that he felt more and more My figure is not as good as before. Although there is no fat on my waist, it is loose and loose, and I can lift it by about one centimeter with my hands. Thinking of Ruan Miaomiao's six-pack abs that appeared out of nowhere, Owen felt aggrieved and uncomfortable .

The age difference between the two is a thorn in Owen's mind so far. Seeing that he is getting closer to the field of middle-aged and elderly people, Owen, who was originally very concerned about his image, was a little embarrassed by Ruan Miaomiao's blow. If it goes on, Ruan Miaomiao will completely dislike her old self.

Back in the room, Owen didn't say a word, and dragged out the suitcase dejectedly to pack his things. Ruan Miaomiao saw him coming over and hugged his waist from behind, squeezed it with his hands, and Owen moved impatiently in his arms.

"I said too much, it's not that bad, really," Ruan Miaomiao said with a smile kissing his neck, "It doesn't look very good with sagging muscles, but it might be more cute if it becomes a beer belly."

"roll!"

Owen slammed Ruan Miaomiao's face with the panties he was packing in his hand.

"Well, these pants must be cuter with a beer belly."

Taking off the thong hanging from her head, Ruan Miaomiao couldn't help laughing and pressed Owen on the bed.

"Your taste is really special." Owen snorted coldly and turned his head away, not daring to imagine the day when he was bald and beer belly.

"Special? No matter what you become, I like it," Ruan Miaomiao moved his head forcefully, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "I heard that the scenery is beautiful there, I just want to go with you."

"..."

Owen held back for a while, fearing that anyone who heard this would surrender in vain. When Ruan Miaomiao kissed his lips, Owen still responded forcefully.

He knew that Ruan Miaomiao was telling the truth, but Owen couldn't get over the cut in his heart.

After arriving in Tokyo by plane for several hours, the two took another two or three hours by tram to a small town called Shimoyoshida at the foot of Mount Fuji.

The best place to watch Mount Fuji is a shrine on a small hill in the town. Many tourist enthusiasts come from afar to see the beauty of Mount Fuji.

The road leading to the shrine requires a long and steep flight of steps. Owen was out of breath and dizzy just after walking a few steps. He kept smiling wryly.

"It's been a long time since you've been walking and you can't do it anymore. No wonder I think your physical strength is getting weaker and weaker recently."

Ruan Miaomiao was wearing a fiery red short-sleeved T-shirt with a jacket tied around her waist. She was carrying a drawing board in one hand and oil paint in the other. Although the sun and tree shadows were charming to death, Owen really wanted to punch him right now. .

"Yeah, I don't know that my physical strength has deteriorated because of that bastard's blessing!"

Owen gasped heavily, and gave Ruan Miaomiao a dissatisfied look. He used to be the one who cultivated others, but now he has been cultivated by others for two years. Every time he was tossed by Ruan Miaomiao, he couldn't get out of bed.

Ruan Miaomiao frowned, looked at him amusedly, and pointed to the path next to the stairs: "Look, the old man walks faster than you, why don't you walk the path with him?"

That old man, Owen, saw it when he was down the mountain. He might be an old Japanese man who lived in the town. Every day, he walked up this small hill to see the scenery of Mount Fuji, which was also considered as exercise.

Seeing the old man passing by him calmly, Owen felt furious in his heart. He felt that Ruan Miaomiao was turning a corner and scolding him for being an old man. He couldn't get it right, so he was about to go crazy: "Fucking brat..."

"However," Ruan Miaomiao interrupted him with a smile, "Although walking on the small road is easy, it will take a detour. Walking this way is a bit tiring, but at least I will accompany you. Which one do you choose?"

Seeing Ruan Miaomiao's outstretched hand, Owen gritted his teeth with hatred, but refused to speak out. He quickly stepped forward like an angry bull and swung his hand away. With such an irritable temper, he took the opportunity to grab his shoulders, and whispered in Owen's ear: "Hey, there is another way, or... I will carry you up?"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, let go!" Owen shook his shoulders and threw away Ruan Miaomiao's embrace, and rushed forward alone in three steps at a time.

Ruan Miaomiao shook her head behind him and smiled wryly, feeling that Owen didn't understand his precious style at all.

Owen scolded in his heart after taking a step. He didn't blame Ruan Miaomiao for anything. After all, he still didn't want Ruan Miaomiao to think that he was really old. Owen was only in his early forties now, and he didn't believe that he couldn't walk like a hunchback old man.

But it turned out that he was wrong. Because of the excessive force, after rushing for a while, Owen's legs were shaking. He saw the old man passing by him again in the path beside him, and Ruan Miaomiao walked in front of him at some point.

Looking at the stone ladder that was nowhere in sight, Owen felt that if he went on like this, his old life would be in danger, so he yelled that he had to take the path.

Maybe it was because he was too tired, and Owen's tone was not very good. Ruan Miaomiao was obviously a little unhappy, and looked at him with a frown, but he didn't realize that Owen meant to accompany him on the path.

Seeing that Ruan Miaomiao didn't say anything and didn't let him go down the steps at all, Owen's lungs almost exploded. He glared at Ruan Miaomiao, then turned and walked behind the old man. He predicted that Ruan Miaomiao would follow if he was unhappy, but Owen did not. I forgot that Ruan Miaomiao is not easy to get angry. Ever since the two came here, Owen has been complaining to the sky. No matter how good-tempered Ruan Miaomiao is, there is a limit. When he turned his head, the two parted ways.

The more Owen walked, the more he felt that something was wrong. He looked back several times but didn't see Ruan Miaomiao's figure. No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't catch up with the old man. Owen could hardly control the urge to scold the street. It's not a fucking thing.

After finally arriving at the shrine on the hill, Owen was already sweating profusely and his limbs were sore and limp. This feeling was no less than the marathon he ran for several hours to meet Ruan Miaomiao when he was a teaching assistant. What's more, when I found Ruan Miaomiao, I found that he had arranged all the painting utensils and paints. Seeing Owen coming over out of breath, he didn't even smile, but just looked at him calmly, which was exactly the same as back then.

Owen threw his backpack and coat on the ground, not caring about seeing the beautiful scenery of Mount Fuji. He pointed at Ruan Miaomiao's side face and cursed: "Ruan Miaomiao, I warn you not to fuck me up with such crap in the future! How old are you? ? How old am I?! You fucking want to torture me to death, right?!"

Ruan Miaomiao was adjusting the oil paint, when he heard Owen scolding, he dropped the paintbrush in his hand, turned his head and stared at him coldly with no expression on his face.

"Why are you staring!" Owen looked at Ruan Miaomiao's appearance and became more and more angry, "Did I say you were wrong? Don't discuss it with me in advance, just leave if you say it! You, a college student, don't even have the least respect. Don’t you understand?! Do you want me to fucking teach you again?!”

Ruan Miaomiao didn't want to talk to him at all, picked up the brush and held the drawing board and started painting without saying a word.

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Uncle Ou, when will you change your bad temper? It was a very romantic thing, but you messed it up like this.