Najing Nan imagined several ways that Lin Zengxian might appear after leaving the Uesugi residence, and he might say something or say nothing.
But there is no one like this.
"I remember when I first came to Kyoto, it was snowing like this."
With a peaceful look on his face, Lin Zengxian held an umbrella and strolled along the snowy Kyoto paths. He walked around and looked around, as if he was an impromptu tourist.
With most of her head covered by an umbrella, Mingjing Nan walked beside Lin Zengxian. Their arms touched each other lightly from time to time. She didn't know how many times she glanced sideways at Lin Zengxian's expression, and her heart slowly felt refreshed.
Express some emotions that are similar to sympathy, but not sympathy.
She couldn't tell how to describe it specifically. In the end...she thought it was the sadness of bystanders.
"Lin Jun, you don't have to ask yourself to laugh. You have to create a relaxed atmosphere to treat me, an outsider. You are actually not having an easy time now."
Withdrawing his gaze and looking at the road, Mingjing Nan blinked and sighed inwardly.
She is not a warm-hearted person, she is not an impulsive person, and she doesn't mind meddling in other people's business.
However, since she decided to bear this sad emotion at this moment, she already knew that she would be affected.
"Uh...is it that obvious?"
Although he said something to express embarrassment, Lin Zengxian's expression still showed no signs of depression, let alone real embarrassment. Instead, he touched the tip of his nose with a smile.
"It's just because it's not obvious."
Biting her lip, Najing Nan's quiet eyes reflected fine snowflakes, like a thin curtain that could be opened at any time, but would close instantly every time.
"When Nobunaga said that, didn't Nai-san scare you?"
It was getting late, and the lanterns on the roadside in the distance looked a little hazy amid the snowflakes. Lin Zengxian's tone suddenly became light and airy, as if snowflakes were blown away by the wind.
"No, doctors are not gods. They can save some people, but they cannot save others."
Najingnan stopped.
Lin Zengxian, who was holding an umbrella, took two more steps forward before he realized that there was no one around him.
"Lin Jun was in great pain, right?"
Seeing Lin Zengxian turn around and let the snowflakes playing with the wind fall on him, Mingnan stretched out his hands that were originally shrunk in his sleeves.
"Um."
Lin Zengxian still knows when it’s okay to laugh and when it’s time to answer seriously.
It's not the right time to fight, at least the person in front of you is trustworthy.
"You must have put in a lot of effort to get out of that pain. You must have been very tired, but you still worked hard to start a new life. She will be happy. I think she has always cared about you and missed you."
If you want to know what's going on, Nai Minami only needs to ask Saito Maaya.
However, she didn't intend to do that.
If Lin Zengxian didn't want to tell her, she wouldn't pry into other people's private affairs and memories.
More importantly, she now thinks it is no longer necessary.
"You have to live a good life. She also hopes that I can live a good life...I will live a good life."
Taking a step forward, Lin Zengxian straightened his arms and raised the umbrella above Mingjing Nan's head.
Although Xuehua is very naughty, the woman in front of her still has quiet eyes.
Lin Zengxian had the same quiet look in his eyes.
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Lin."
Nodding, Najingnan felt the sadness in his heart slowly dissipate.
She thought she heard the answer she wanted to hear.
So, as her mood eased, Mingnan pursed her lips and smiled.
"Thank you."
Lin Zengxian also smiled together, and the discomfort in his heart disappeared.
The somewhat awkward concern before him was something he had received from Veretta and Sylvia before.
It's not "sorry", it's not telling him that there are other people around him, but it's caring about whether he is tired, knowing his hard work, and understanding his hope of starting a new life.
Respect the connections he still has with his old friends.
There were more snowflakes, the wind was blowing louder, and two people were standing on the street with an umbrella in the middle.
It's like standing at both ends of the shade of a tree in summer.
"Let's have dinner together nearby?"
Pointing to a small shop nearby, Lin Zengxian began to smile confidently.
"Won't Mr. Lin take a look before making a decision?"
Seeing Lin Zengxian still standing in the snow, Mingjing Nan raised his hand and held his sleeve, asking him to stand under the umbrella with her. There was something in his eyebrows that Lin Zengxian had never seen before.
Light and cunning, as if waiting to watch the fun.
"No, let's make a bet. This store must be good."
Raising his eyebrows, Lin Zengxian seemed sure that the food in this restaurant would be satisfying.
"Well, I also think this store is good."
Structure, knowledge, aristocratic education, and a "famous" tutor, these things they both have allow the nearly nineteen-year-old to get along with the twenty-seven-year-old Lin Zengxian on the same level most of the time.
, dialogue, and even because of Lin Zengxian’s superior appearance, uninformed people can’t tell how much of an age difference there is.
However, this will not polish off the girlish side of Najing Minami.
For example, at this moment, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes narrowed when she smiled, and her shoulders shook wildly. All of a sudden, she lost the image she had always maintained, which she jokingly called a "cool girl".
The snow scene is beautiful, I still have free time, and the people in front of me are also nice, so this store should be good in line with this feeling of getting better, right?
[Rimon Residence of Ginkakuji Temple, Kyoto]
Next to the wall lamp that reflects warm light, there is such a sign.
Ming Jingnan's eyes widened and her eyelashes flickered a few times.
It turns out that I followed Lin Zengxian and actually walked such a long way, even reaching the Silver Pavilion Temple...
"welcome!"
In response, Lin Zengxian followed Mingjingnan and walked into the small shop.
"Charcoal grilling?"
Lin Zengxian looked around the small and compact store. A half-circle long table that could only accommodate no more than ten seats contained a small charcoal fire table. Behind the wooden partition was a small kitchen. The lights in the store and the lights outside the door
The wall lamps had the same color. Apart from him and Minami, there were only two customers in the store, a man and a woman. They looked like a couple.
The store was warm, and Ming Jingnan sat down one after another. As soon as Lin Zengxian took off his windbreaker, he saw a plain hand stretched out in front of him.
Mingjing Nan didn't speak, just looked at Lin Zengxian, stretched out his hand to take the windbreaker from his hand and put it away.
In such a warm environment, I suddenly felt the temperature difference between indoor and outdoor, which made Mingjing Nan's eyes look a little more hazy.
It's like drinking red wine.
"Thanks."
Seeing Ming Jingnan's hand falling steadily in front of him, with no intention of moving at all, Lin Zengxian handed over his windbreaker.
Tilting his head slightly, Mingjing Nan looked at Lin Zengxian with a half-smile, but Mingjing Nan still didn't speak. He picked up the hot square towel provided by the store and placed it on Lin Zengxian's palm.
Turning around to place the two people's windbreakers, Najing Nan didn't notice that there was a new message in his pocket. The screen of his phone quietly lit up.
[Are you going back to Osaka tomorrow? With Mr. Lin.]