knowing advisor

On the second day, Mingzhi and the consultant had breakfast at the hotel, and then went to Kamakura together.

Knowing that according to the original plan, instead of taking a taxi, I chose the Enoden.The advisor, as always, was non-committal and gladly accepted.

The Enoshima Electric Railway has always been overcrowded. In addition, this weekend, when it happened to be a family outing day, everyone in the small carriage rubbed shoulders.

Knowing that he was squeezed into a corner, there was no room for him to turn around, so he had to stand face to face with the consultant, looking at each other from time to time.

The small green iron train wobbles on the track, shuttling through the countryside gently and quietly.

This is a beautiful rest day, and everyone in the carriage is in a good mood.

Inadvertently, knowing that he heard two female high school students in uniform chatting next to him, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"What are you laughing at?" the consultant asked him in a low voice.

Mingzhi raised his neck to look at the consultant, and blinked, with a sly light shining in his eyes.

"The two little girls next to me are praising me for my good looks."

The advisor was silent, looking at him thoughtfully.

Knowing that he didn't respond, she continued, "They say I'm fair, have good eyes, and have tasteful clothes."

The consultant spoke, still controlling the volume: "What else did you say?"

Knowing that he collected the words he heard just now, he continued: "I am tall, like the protagonist in a comic, and I want to ask for my contact information."

Knowing that when he was speaking, the consultant's gaze followed the little mole on the end of his upper eye, slowly floating.

"Will you give it?"

Mingzhi acted like he was thinking about it, and said, "Let me think about it."

After speaking, he fell silent, waiting to see the consultant's reaction.

The consultant's reaction was very calm, his face was calm, and he looked no different from the past.

After a while, he naturally let go of the handle, took the peaked cap that he took off after entering the gate, fiddled with it a few times as if nothing had happened, then put it on Mingzhi's head, and pulled his mask from his chin to the bridge of his nose, In an instant, his face was completely covered.

Knowingly and unexpectedly: "?"

"that……"

When he was about to speak, the consultant raised his hand to cover his mouth, lowered his head, approached his ear, and said, "This looks the best."

Mingzhi: "??"

Immediately, the consultant turned his face away and nodded to the two female high school students.

The two girls instantly became excited.

"He は私たちに笑った! (He smiled at us!)"

"かっこいいですね! (So handsome!)"

Knowing his heart: ... No, doesn't this person understand Japanese?

***

Standing in front of Kamakura University, the oncoming wind blows the whole ocean blue.

Under the sunlight, the consultant's bright face became even more eye-catching.

He stood beside the road, with his hands casually propped on the guardrail, and the sea breeze brushed past his ears, messing up his side-combed hair.

Knowingly, he took out his mobile phone, took several photos of the consultant embedded in Haitian Yishi, and then secretly saved them.

He stepped forward quickly, raised his hand to mess up the consultant's hair, and said happily, "Let's go, let's go to the beach."

The azure sea level fluctuated slowly, and there was not even a trace of sea salt in the slightly cold wind.

On the high platform along the coast, Mingzhi and the consultant were sitting side by side, beside the fried noodles and hash brown bread that Mingzhi bought specially.

The two looked sideways at the ocean, each thinking.

Knowing that looking at the people who came back from surfing at the beach, they suddenly remembered an autumn outing when they were in middle school, and they also went to the beach.

Mingzhi shifted his gaze back to the consultant's face, watched quietly for a few seconds, and called him quickly: "Consultant."

The consultant turned around, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he also remembered something funny.

"what's up?"

"I want to see you surfing," Mingzhi said to him, "I remember, you look very handsome when surfing."

Hearing this, the consultant lowered his eyes and smiled slightly.

In fact, he also remembered the autumn outing in middle school just now.

The difference is that he only remembers that when he came back with a short board after surfing, he saw Mingzhi standing on the beach, watching the seabirds in the sky snatch the bread in his hand, still with a depressed but helpless expression on his face appearance.

To this day, all the sporadic memories he can think of about middle school are all related to Mingzhi.

Many years have passed, and Mingzhi is still sitting by his side.

Just thinking about it is incredible.

For him, many things are the natural result.Only knowing that it is the accident of life plus the necessity of love.

The consultant raised his eyes, fixedly looked at Mingzhi, and called his name with a smile.

"Knowingly..."

"There is one thing that I really want to accomplish."

Mingzhi raised his eyebrows: "What?"

As he said that, the consultant turned his face sideways, moved closer to him, and lowered his voice: "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Mingzhi looked at the consultant and felt that he had guessed what he wanted to do from his pure and vivid eyes.

Mingzhi retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, and did not speak.

When the advisor tentatively approached, he didn't back away.

The sound of the seaside wind passed by Mingzhi's ears, but he felt that his heart was quiet.

Like when he was reunited with his advisers in the wee hours of that 05:30 am.

When the two of them were about to meet, the black-winged seabird that had been circling in the air saw that they had no time to be distracted, swooped down, and arrogantly snatched away the fried noodle potato cake that was placed beside Mingzhi. The bread also scared them apart in an instant.

After being interrupted, it took a while before Mingzhi calmed down the mood of being preyed by seabirds for the second time.

Immediately, he turned his face away, saw the consultant staring at him quietly, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Really, you shouldn't bring food to the beach."

"It's ok."

The consultant stared at his reddish nose tip from the sea breeze, shook his head, and said softly, "The atmosphere is still very good."

As soon as the words fell, the consultant turned his face and kissed Mingzhi.

Knowing that he obviously didn't expect it, but he was not surprised for too long, and slowly closed his eyes, continuing his first kiss with the consultant.

Knowing that they didn't know whether they were sitting very close to each other, or they got close to each other unconsciously.By the time he realized it, he had already leaned on the consultant's shoulder; while the consultant put one hand on his back and the other on his face, kissing him tenderly.

Finally, the consultant pulled away slightly, hugged Mingzhi in his arms, rubbed Mingzhi's lips, kissed him on the cheek slowly, and said close to his ear, "From now on, don't give other people's contact information indiscriminately."

Mingzhi chuckled, but the consultant really didn't understand Japanese.

He leaned on the consultant's shoulder, wrapped his arms around his back, enjoying the feeling of being embraced by sincere love.

"rest assured."

***

Later, they went to Enoshima.

The two stepped on the gray-black sand and walked hand in hand along the seashore, barely opening their eyes due to the icy sea breeze.

On the long embankment of the fishing port pier, the two stood and cuddled together, quietly watching the sunset in Enoshima.

This piece of sea is low-key and quiet, blue like diluted ink.

Taking advantage of the unglamorous twilight, the consultant wanted to kiss Mingzhi again, but was rejected.

Mingzhi raised his hand to tighten the peaked cap on his head, and said with a smile: "You said it looks the best, I won't take it off."

The consultant looked down at him, pursed his lips, and said slowly, "No need to pick it off."

After speaking, he raised his hand, turned the brim of Mingzhi's hat back, lowered his head naturally, and covered Mingzhi's lips.

Mingzhi thought to himself, what kind of existence is this consultant, how can he be so convincing even as a hooligan?

When you go back, you have to study it carefully.

As for the moment, let's get down to business first.

Thinking about it, he raised his arms and put them around the consultant's shoulders, concentrating on what he should do in a relationship.

***

On the way back to the hotel, it was already dark.

The consultant put the jacket he took off on his shoulder, and held Mingzhi with the other hand.

The two walked slowly on the quiet night road.

Knowing that he probably drank some wine at dinner just now, his whole person looked very different, and he was giggling all the way.

Finally, the consultant stopped as he passed a vending machine.

"I know, are you drunk?"

Mingzhi shook his head: "No, I just drank a little."

The breath is stable and the face is normal. The consultant thinks that he is really not drunk.

He asked again: "I know, what are you laughing at?"

As soon as he mentioned this, he laughed knowingly again, bent his eyes, a little embarrassed, but said frankly: "I feel that I am as innocent as when I was fourteen or fifteen years old."

Hearing this, the consultant smiled, pinched Mingzhi's round cheeks with his hands, and told him: "In front of the person you like, people will become innocent."

Mingzhi hooked his neck, touched his chin with her lips, and said softly: "Got it."

Under the streetlight, the two slowly approached, their shadows overlapping.