Chapter 938 Tacit Understanding Game
At this time, Ning Weimin became a completely obedient boy, and he obeyed without hesitation.
Matsumoto Keiko’s chin rested on Ning Weimin’s chest, almost touching his heart.
She could clearly feel Ning Weimin's heartbeat, chaotic, rapid and powerful beating.
Ning Weimin also felt the rhythm of Matsumoto Keiko's heart.
That rhythm and vibration allowed their excitement to fully blend.
They hugged each other in silence, panting slightly, listening to each other's heartbeats and the birdsong in the vast lakeside and courtyard.
Unconsciously, both of them closed their eyes, as if time had stopped.
I don’t know how long it took before Matsumoto Keiko spoke.
"You are talking..."
"I'm so sorry."
"That's not it."
"Huh? Then...I..."
"Do you like how you are now?"
< br>"...like it."
"Why?"
"Because...we are together. Here, we can think about nothing, just the two of us."
Matsumoto Keiko's hair is fragrant, but she can It gave Ning Weimin a sense of obsession and dreaminess.
"Then can you tell me, what am I to you now?"
Matsumoto Keiko opened her eyes and looked at the trees in the distance and the outline of the ancient city of Kanazawa .
I hope Ning Weimin can give her the answer she wants.
However, Ning Weimin's answer, at first glance, was different from what she expected.
"You...are...to me...air."
"What?"
"It's air. Because without air, I will die...at most I can only live for a few minutes..."
Ning Weimin's words made Matsumoto Keiko smile.
Smile with joy, smile with relief, smile with contentment.
This answer was another small surprise brought to her by Ning Weimin.
Obviously, the word "lover" is more useful than the word "lover" she originally longed for.
"Hold me tighter..." She murmured a plea.
Ning Weimin did it again without hesitation.
Push harder, try harder, try your best.
He wanted to wrap up Keiko Matsumoto's entire body, almost suffocating her.
The heart is suffocated, the breath is suffocated, and the soul is suffocated.
But Matsumoto Keiko likes this kind of suffocation.
She did it willingly.
Kenrokuen Garden no longer exists. No matter how beautiful the scenery here is, it is meaningless.
Standing here now, they all had the urge to let go of everything, the relief that everything was empty, and the pleasure of drinking from the sweet spring in the desert.
It's been too long, really too long, they have waited too long...
For the whole afternoon, Matsumoto Keiko longed to be held by Ning Weimin like this.
So they kept walking, looking for a quiet place where they would not be disturbed.
You know, Japan’s social atmosphere is still very conservative.
Even if they are a couple, they are embarrassed to hold hands in front of outsiders.
A tough guy like Takakura Ken would scold his wife for resting her head on his shoulder even when flying on a honeymoon trip.
So Ning Weimin and Matsumoto Keiko went to both Kenrokuen Garden and Kanazawa Castle opposite.
But he was just looking at the flowers and had no intention of enjoying the scenery. He just wanted to be alone together.
Once they find a no-man's land, they stick together like a man and woman in first love, like conjoined people.
When you see someone coming, run away, then move away, and then stick together again.
They walk against the light, they walk against the light, completely tireless.
As the sun sets, almost all the tourist attractions that are open to welcome guests are closed.
At dusk, the beautiful sound of the shamisen can be heard in the three major teahouse streets.
At this time, they discovered that the watch was already pointing to a quarter past six.
"Are you tired?" Matsumoto Keiko took advantage of the dim light and the street lights to light up, and secretly held Ning Weimin's hand.
“Not tired.” Ning Weimin squeezed it hard, expressing a tacit response.
"Then we have to go back. Otherwise, we won't have time to take a bath in the sento. Dinner time will also be delayed."
"Are you hungry?"
"No, after all, we have made an appointment with the boss lady. And since you are still young, you should develop good eating habits..."
Matsumoto Keiko That said, it was indeed not because she was hungry, but because the Japanese respect timeliness above all else.
Dinner at a Japanese hotel needs to be confirmed first, so whether you are dining in the room or in the cafeteria, you should arrive on time.
Otherwise, it will be embarrassing if you are late.
Ning Weimin instantly understood what Matsumoto Keiko meant, and then quickened his pace.
"Okay, let's go quickly."
"Guess what we're going to have for dinner tonight...?"
Seeing that they were almost there, Matsumoto Keiko simply took it. Caught in Ning Weimin's arms.
“Dinner should be seafood. After all, this is near the sea. There should be sashimi, right? I hope it won’t be crabs too?”
"No. There is Noto beef, a specialty here, which is not easy to eat in Tokyo. So I asked the landlady to prepare a beef set meal. I also brought red wine specially for you."
"Is there no wine here? ?”
“I brought you two bottles of Paoma red wine. It’s a famous winery in France’s Golden Poland, and it’s been there for decades...”
< br>“Thank you.”
“How can I thank you?”
"You tell me."
"After taking a bath, you want to buy me something to drink..."
"Okay."
In this way, they returned quickly" Own room in Chunyun" hotel.
After quickly changing into the loose yukata provided by the hotel, I went to the nearby sento about 20 meters away to bathe and relax.
In fact, Kanazawa also has hot springs, and there are four of them, but these hot springs are located relatively far outside Kanazawa City.
There are only public bathhouses in the city where you can bathe, so we have no choice but to make do for the time being.
If you want to take a dip, it’s not too late to go back.
But when it comes to hot springs and bathing, Ning Weimin is surprised by the Japanese habit of always drinking a bottle of milk after bathing.
Based on his experience, it seems that no matter whether it is a hot spring or a bathhouse, there is either a vending machine or a freezer at the checkout counter, and 100% of them sell milk in glass bottles.
In fact, small bottles of milk with this kind of outer packaging are rarely seen in the city.
But Japanese people of different ages and classes still like to drink milk from a glass bottle with one hand on their hips after taking a bath.
Why is this happening?
This doubt that has puzzled Ning Weimin his whole life, he finally got the answer today from Keiko Matsumoto, who also chose milk to drink.
More than ten years ago, Japanese people did not have complete bathing facilities at home. Similar to the current situation in China, they could only go to public bathhouses to bathe.
Japanese people also love taking baths. Both men and women, old and young, like hot water pools, so it is necessary to replenish water after taking a bath.
But at that time, vending machines were not yet popular, there were not many types of drinks on the market, and even plastic bottles were not popular.
So the drinks provided by both hot springs and sento are mainly composed of milk.
There are almost three types - pure milk, coffee milk and fruit milk.
So the Japanese habit of drinking milk after taking a bath was completely "forced" to develop due to limited sales conditions more than ten years ago.
This is just like the bathhouses in Beijing that currently sell yogurt in porcelain bottles and pink bayberry smoothies. The situation is similar.
People in the capital still like to take baths in bathhouses, except for drinking tea in the bathhouse.
After leaving the bathhouse, it is also a pleasure to have something cool like this in the cold food department next door and eat a piece of croissant.
This is also the habit of many people regardless of winter or summer.
It’s just like when Americans go to the cinema, they will definitely buy popcorn and Coke.
Although you can choose other snacks when you go to the cinema to watch a movie, most people are influenced by Americans and love popcorn and Coke.
Because this has been closely linked to the movie.
After taking a bath and drinking milk, Ning Weimin and Matsumoto Keiko returned to the "Chunyun" hotel with warm heat and relaxation.
In order to feel more comfortable, they did not eat in the restaurant and asked the landlady to deliver the food to the room on the third floor.
They were in Ning Weimin's room, sitting next to the window, looking at the ancient street scene and starting to eat.
The moonlight outside the window is bright, and the natural stars are also very bright. They complement each other with the lanterns on the ancient streets, and they are all twinkling with light. Such a soothing night view is rare.
The beef set meal also tastes very good.
It is said that there are only a thousand head of Noto beef, a local specialty of Kanazawa, every year.
The quality is no worse than Kobe beef and Matsumoto beef.
The fat and meat are evenly distributed, melt in your mouth, and will never clog your teeth or be chewy.
It is because the output is so small that it is almost digested locally, and the reputation is not obvious.
Unfortunately, Keiko Matsumoto's appetite is very small. Although the dishes are delicious, she barely takes a few bites.
But he continued to serve food and wine, and gave his own beef to Ning Weimin. As for herself, she relaxed and just drank.
Actually, Matsumoto Keiko’s original intention of ordering the beef set meal tonight was to nourish Ning Weimin’s body.
There are three signs that a woman loves a man.
Firstly, I want to be close to him, secondly, I want to give birth to a child for him, and thirdly, I want to see him eat to his satisfaction.
Therefore, watching Ning Weimin eat with gusto, Matsumoto Keiko felt an indescribable satisfaction.
While they were happy and tempted, they quickly drank up a bottle of red wine.
After dinner, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.
Together they moved the tableware outside the room, and then opened another bottle of red wine.
Because the seat fabrics and cushions in Japanese hotel rooms have no legs.
After this meal, Ning Weimin, who was not used to kneeling and sitting, could no longer bear the pain on his feet.
So at Matsumoto Keiko’s initiative, they brought red wine and put on thick coats.
We simply held hands, put on our slippers, and went to the third-floor terrace.
There are views from three sides, including the outer street and the inner courtyard.
They sat together on the cushioned wooden bench, leaning side by side, looking at the moonlight in the distance.
Matsumoto Keiko tilted her head on Ning Weimin's shoulder, and she felt her lover trembling slightly.
To be honest, the reason why Ning Weimin was shaking was simply because he was cold.
Even if the climate in Japan is mild in winter, the outdoor temperature at this time is at least five or six degrees.
But after all, he is not Japanese and has not been trained in the cold since he was a child.
Of course, the cold resistance cannot be compared with Keiko Matsumoto, who can wear a skirt in this weather.
But wearing a thickened yukata, it is inevitable to shiver when you suddenly come out. This is incomparable to the hot bath just now.
It turned out that this trembling caused Matsumoto Keiko to misunderstand.
She didn't feel too cold, and thought Ning Weimin was nervous or excited.
So the more Ning Weimin trembled, the more excited she became.
"Do you want to smoke a cigarette?" Matsumoto Keiko suddenly asked. She thought this was a good way to restrain her emotions.
Ke Ning Weimin shook his head.
"I... don't really think about it. In fact, I... am thinking about how to quit smoking as soon as possible..."
"No wonder I see you smoking less and less. Why do you suddenly want to quit smoking? ? Your body hasn’t recovered yet? ”
Faced with Matsumoto Keiko's curious inquiry, Ning Weimin certainly couldn't say it was because Japanese cigarettes didn't suit his appetite.
Since you are not used to smoking, you might as well quit smoking. At least it will be good for your health.
He is not stupid, and the excuse he told Matsumoto Keiko is much more beautiful.
“Don’t worry, I just think smoking is not only bad for the smoker’s health. It’s also more harmful to people who don’t smoke in the same room. If I smoke, then when we stay together , doesn’t it mean I’m hurting you? As time goes by, it’ll be okay. So I think it’s better to quit as soon as possible...”
“It’s so touching.”
Matsumoto Keiko was indeed happy.
But then she looked stunned again.
"But I... bought you a box of cigars. What should I do?"
"Huh? You bought me a cigar, what brand is it?" Ning Weimin asked in surprise.
"Well... Dunhill."
Okay, good thing, now it’s embarrassing.
It’s okay not to know. Once we know, Ning Weimin is indeed addicted to cigarettes and has the desire to smoke.
Fortunately, Matsumoto Keiko is very understanding and immediately noticed Ning Weimin's emotional changes.
As a smart woman, she cleverly made Ning Weimin's face come true.
"I brought it specially for you, so let’s smoke it again, okay? Just this time. I really want to see you smoke it once..."
"It's up to you."
Seeing Ning Weimin nod, Matsumoto Keiko immediately ran back to the room happily.
After a while, she brought back a box of hardcover cigars.
Then he took the initiative to open the box, took out one, cut it with a cigar cutter, and handed it to Ning Weimin.
"Thank you. Then I'm welcome..." Ning Weimin said feeling slightly embarrassed.
"Let me help you light it."
Matsumoto Keiko very sensibly took out a long match, drew a flame on one side, and lit it evenly for Ning Weimin.
So Ning Weimin took a puff of the cigar and puffed out the smoke a little restrainedly.
"It tastes so good."
And his heartfelt but calm appreciation and affectionate eyes made Matsumoto Keiko's heart beat.
In Matsumoto Keiko's eyes, her lover is so young, so natural, so simple, so lovable.
Far better than those big shots and celebrities who are fat-minded, arty, and show off their power.
Of course, it is far better than the director Fukasaku Kinji she once loved.
You know, although that man has talent and charm.
But his everlasting playfulness and arrogance of despising women are deep-rooted bad qualities.
"Smoke, you can smoke as much as you want... don't smoke anymore."
So Ning Weimin started smoking boldly.
The movements began to become skillful, just like when he usually smoked "Cosba".
This made Matsumoto Keiko stare with appreciation and ask questions with interest.
“Can you blow smoke rings?”
"Yes."
"Can you take a look at it?"
"Okay."
Ning Weimin blew out a smoke ring as hard as he could.
There was no wind that night, and the smoke rings were so round and big that they could almost encircle the moon.
"I want to try it too."
Matsumoto Keiko's face turned red and she was eager to try. It should be because of the alcohol.
“Here, but don’t take a big puff, otherwise you’ll choke easily...”
Ning Weimin warned with concern and handed over the cigar.
Matsumoto Keiko was very obedient and only took a small sip.
But maybe I was too cautious when I inhaled, and all I spit out was a cloud of smoke that was unclear and quickly dispersed.
Seeing her disappointed look, Ning Weimin hurriedly comforted her.
"Don't worry, try it again. You just need a little more strength and a little slower..."
"I will succeed this time." Keiko Matsumoto turned around, The eyes are persistent, but also as gentle as water.
She took a bold puff of her cigar this time and looked into Ning Weimin's eyes.
It lasted about five or six seconds, and then she slowly spit it out right in front of Ning Weimin's face.
A half-formed smoke ring touched Ning Weimin's face.
The smoke disappeared invisible, but the fragrance lingered on Ning Weimin's face, refreshing his heart and spleen, and lingering for a long time.
This charming aroma is not only the taste of tobacco, but also her fragrance.
"How is it? Much better, right?" Matsumoto Keiko asked with a smile.
"Great! It couldn't be better..."
"It's too exaggerated. How could it be..."
"It's true, because it's like a kiss."
Ning Weimin's words made Matsumoto Keiko tremble as well.
"You vomited one too, I still want to see..."
"Okay..."
So, the tacit game begins.
A smoke ring trembled from each other's mouths.
It trapped Ning Weimin and also trapped Matsumoto Keiko.
These smoke rings are like the kiss of love they convey to each other.
Kissed Ning Weimin's face, and also kissed Matsumoto Keiko's face.
They were vomiting and laughing, enjoying themselves endlessly, and they didn’t know how many they vomited.
It was Ning Weimin's turn again, but this time Qingzi said, "Don't spit it out."
Ning Weimin had no choice but to close his mouth, wait for instructions, and let the smoke stay in his mouth linger.
“Give it to me...”
After saying that, Matsumoto Keiko closed her eyes, opened her lips slightly, and waited for Ning Weimin.
There is no need to guess what this means.
Ning Weimin did not hesitate this time. His belief in love gave him courage and decisiveness!
When the smoke dissipated, Matsumoto Keiko also collapsed.
Falling in Ning Weimin's arms, she was like a seaweed growing on the bottom of the sea and being impacted by the current.
(End of this chapter)