At this time, Qing Keisuke was holding a book and reading.
The title of the book is "Norwegian Wood".
When Fujiko Hoshino leaned her head gently over, he lowered his head and glanced at her, then turned his attention back to the book.
Afterwards, he took photos of all the girls sleeping peacefully outside the train window. When he finally posted a post to show that he had "vacation arrangements", the photos he used were of the train seats, the bends of his legs and the pillow on his head.
A corner of the book is exposed on the leg.
The dynamic content is:
This has the advantage of avoiding being constantly invited to go out for summer vacation activities.
Of course, it is inevitable that you will be asked where you went.
But this question is much easier to answer.
Qing Keisuke smiled, put away his phone, and continued reading.
Hoshino Fujiko slept until it was time to transfer. She didn't dream for the first time in a long time. She just fell into a deep sleep. When she woke up, her body felt extremely relaxed and comfortable.
"Um……"
She subconsciously stretched her body lazily, and then the back of her hand touched Qing Keisuke's nose.
"Are you awake?" Qing Keisuke asked.
"……Um?"
Hoshino Fujiko quickly woke up and straightened his body.
"Getting ready to get off."
Qing Keisuke stood up, took down his and Hoshino's luggage from the shelves, and motioned for her to follow him out.
Hoshino's cheeks had a faint red tint. She blinked her pale eyes, lowered her head, twisted the brim of her fisherman hat with one hand, and silently followed Aoi Keisuke's pace.
Qing Keisuke used his mobile phone to check the train number for the special trip and said: "The next train is half an hour away. Let's wait at the platform."
If nothing else, this should be Miss Hoshino's first time taking such a civilian means of transportation.
The platform they were currently on was located next to a small village, overlooking the rolling mountains. The lush forest made people feel relaxed, and it seemed that the fatigue of riding the bus was reduced a lot.
The mountain breeze blew along the wilderness, and Fujiko Hoshino suddenly came back to his senses, subconsciously putting some distance between himself and Keisuke Aoi.
"I'm going to buy a drink, what do you want to drink?"
"Coffee, hot drinks."
"Okay, okay, keep your luggage here."
"knew."
They were waiting on the bench next to the platform. The chair was made of metal alloy and was very cold when they sat on it.
Fujiko Hoshino sat on the edge of the bench, holding her bag in one hand.
When she was alone, she was a little dazed again, thinking about how she could fall asleep so unprepared, and how could she lean on Qing Keisuke?
Did that frivolous man secretly take advantage of me?
Just listening to his inner voice, it seems that there are none. Instead, most of them are the characters and names in Haruki Murakami's books.
But it was not that she was not mentioned at all. When Qing Keisuke stood up, what he was thinking about was——
Hoshino patted his face and threw the slightly chaotic thoughts out of his mind.
At this time, an old-fashioned train rumbled across the platform, carrying the smell of steel and fuel. Hoshino could see the passengers on the train, and even their expressions were very clear, but due to the speed, those "sounds" were distorted and became insignificant.
"Here, President, are you still awake? Why do you look so dazed?"
Hoshino turned her head and saw Aoi Keisuke handing over the coffee. The sunlight was shining from behind him, causing her to squint her eyes.
"Thanks."
She took the drink, and the temperature from the drink machine soaked into the palm of her hand. It was a little hot, but very comfortable.
Aoi Keisuke bought her a very bitter espresso out of spite, but Hoshino wanted this kind of coffee to cheer her up, so instead he said thanks in a mocking tone.
She drank it with an expressionless expression, letting the bitter aroma spread on her tongue. She had never pursued any taste enjoyment.
Whether it's bitter or sweet, it's not something worth caring about.
Aoi Keisuke took off his mask and sat down on the other side of the bench. There was a luggage bag between the two of them, but the shadows they cast diagonally were leaning against each other on the billboard behind them.
Next to the railway, there are long wires extending to the end of the line of sight. A group of small birds stand on top of them. Their bodies are yellow and black, and their bellies have a layer of light white down.
At this time, he was erecting his fat and round body and tilting his head to look at them.
When there are no trains passing by, the surroundings are so quiet that you can hear the birds whispering.
"What do you think they are talking about?" Qing Keisuke asked.
"Huh?" Hoshino was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Aoi Keisuke meant.
She glanced at the birds on the thread pole, and then said in an indifferent tone: "They are saying that your eyes look like a monkey, they are worried that you will rush over and act crazy, and they are discussing which tree to hide in when you run away."
Qing Keisuke glanced at her in surprise, not expecting that she could say such interesting words.
"Hahaha."
He laughed, pointed at the birds, and said, "They are actually saying, 'I really want to fly on that handsome guy's shoulders and kiss his face.'"
Hoshino Fujiko looked away in disgust, put the half-drunk coffee next to the chair, and took out a book from his luggage bag, which was "Snow Country" by Kawabata Yasunari.
The cover of the book was pure white, and even the two words were very plain, which reminded Qing Keisuke of the scene when he first met Hoshino.
She sat by the window, isolated from the world, like a lotus standing in the wind and snow.
There is no description that suits Hoshino better than this. Whether it is her surname or the so-called chaebol eldest lady, it is just a meaningless title for her.
Just like "P Club".
Just an empty shell of a name.
Hoshino stared at the book and also stared at Qing Keisuke. She listened quietly to the sound of the train entering the station.
…
Half an hour later, they changed to an old-fashioned train bound for Yuzawa, sat in the shiny carriage, and staggered toward the mountains.
The aroma of food was wafting in the carriage, and there was an elderly man playing the mouth organ with a proud expression and exaggerated movements.
There were people around him applauding and cheering, and the whole carriage was very lively.
Hoshino felt a little uncomfortable again, but he was much better than before.
She drank the rest of the coffee in small sips, then asked Qing Keisuke for yuki, stroking the kitten frequently to divert her attention.
Aoi Keisuke saw this and handed her another bottle of coffee as if he were doing magic.
Hoshino Fujiko glanced at him and asked him how many bottles he had bought. Aoi Keisuke smiled and said two bottles.
"President, are you motion sick?"
"Um……"
Hoshino Fujiko responded vaguely, took the coffee, and placed it next to him.
"Thank you." She said softly.
Some people died, but not completely...
This chapter has been completed!