"What are you thinking about?" Oda waved his hands, interrupting Akimoto's thoughts, "The cast list has finished, and the cleaning lady is urging us to go out."
"Okay, okay." Akimoto rolled his eyes at Oda, then casually put the drink cup on the handle of Oda's chair into the popcorn bucket in his hand, then walked out of the seat first, and then threw the garbage into the recycling bin
garbage can.
"By the way, Manatsu, do you think it's possible for us to go to the snow-capped mountains if we pray?" Oda suddenly recalled the beautiful scenery of the Alps that he had just seen in the movie, and asked Akimoto emotionally.
"Absolutely not the Alps." Akimoto answered directly without thinking, "Besides, Xiaoshi, climbing the Alps would be so tiring."
"But don't you think it will be very exciting when you climb to the top of the mountain?" Oda touched his chin, imagining that he was standing on the top of the mountain, "It's like the moment when you are showered by a waterfall, this kind of excitement
Isn’t it great?”
"Only Koichi can you be absolutely amazing." Akimoto rolled his eyes again, "And the Alps are too high and far away. Even if you really have to climb a snow-capped mountain, it will probably only be Mount Fuji or something."
"Mount Fuji is fine, too." Oda nodded seriously, his eyes shining, "If we really go to Mount Fuji, Manatsu and I will go together then, and then we can climb to the top of the mountain together and take a group photo!"
"If you go to Mount Fuji, then I will close my eyes and beg you not to get me." Akimoto's ruthless words cut off Oda's romantic fantasy, "And if you want to go, Oichi, then you have reserved a quota.
This way the probability of drawing me is even lower."
"Manatsu, you forgot about the quadruple skydiving..."
"That was an accident!" Akimoto felt a little annoyed when he thought of that "one shot into the soul", and lightly patted Oda's arm with his hand. Oda didn't resist and just let her vent.
"Okay, okay, unexpected, unexpected." Oda looked at Akimoto and had an idea of playing a prank in his heart. He stretched out his hand to help Akimoto push the hat that was loosely placed on his head, "The hat needs to be
If it falls, where should we go next?”
"Thank you." Akimoto was touched by Oda's sudden concern and lowered his head slightly, and the hat floated up again due to the combined effect of gravity, the reaction force of the head on the hat and minimal friction (this wave
Ah, this wave is stress analysis), "Next, let's find a place to eat cake." Qiu Yuan showed the small basket in his hand, "I also made some other desserts, why don't we go
Find a place with a nice view and sit and eat."
"But just sitting on the ground..."
"It doesn't matter, I've already prepared the tablecloth." Qiu Yuan saw that he had prepared all the work in advance before going out this time, "I know there is a maple viewing park nearby, let's go there and sit."
Now that Akimoto has made arrangements, Oda nodded and followed Akimoto. After all, this year and a half of getting along has given Oda a deep understanding of the meaning of the phrase "Akimoto's products must be high-quality."
After walking for a short time, the two of them arrived at the park that Akimoto mentioned. Although it was already December, the scene of the late maple leaves had a unique flavor, and there were many people admiring the maples in the park. Akimoto
He and Oda randomly found a corner and spread the tablecloth on the floor. Then, under Oda's expectant eyes, Akimoto opened her "treasure box".
"I've been learning how to make chestnut cake in the past two days. I don't know if it tastes good, so I wanted you to try it, Xiaoshi." Qiuyuan carefully took out a small and exquisite cake from the box, "There are also some small cakes.
Cake, if you feel like you’re not full, Xiaoshi, I’ve also prepared a lunch box and rice balls.”
As Akimoto took out various foods from the basket, Oda's appetite was slowly aroused. Different from ordinary home-cooked dishes, the dishes made by Akimoto are usually very delicate and spiritual, full of flavor that is unique to Akimoto.
Features. Moreover, it is particularly delicious.
"If someone marries you Manatsu as his wife, he must be lucky." Oda couldn't help but sigh.
After hearing Oda's words, Akimoto didn't know what was wrong with him, so he suddenly asked like this: "What if it's you, Oichi?"
"No boys like me, who is not very good at doing housework and always stays at home." Oda misunderstood Akimoto's meaning, and thought Akimoto's "if" was a question in the question.
Change her identity to her own.
But in Akimoto's thoughts at that moment, the name "Oda" seemed to appear in the "him" who married him.
However, Oda answered like this, and Akimoto was too embarrassed to continue asking, so he smiled to relieve his embarrassment: "Who said that, Xiaoichi, you are always like this, you are obviously super powerful but you always say you are average."
"Because I'm not that good in the first place." Oda scratched his head, "Now I am the Walter in the movie, and I am daydreaming in the professional world of idols."
"What you're saying, Oichi, is that you don't like being an idol that much?" Akimoto accurately captured the key points of Oda's words.
"Actually, it's not that I don't like being an idol." Oda sat on the tablecloth, supporting himself with his hands, looking up at Wan Feng, who had been dyed dark red, "Meeting you is the happiest thing in my life so far.
"
"I have always had the idea that I should either not do something or do my best to do it the best I can, and I spent so many days like this."
"Since I have chosen to become an idol, there is no way of giving up halfway."
"But I just have a little bit of selfishness. I just hope that there will be a period of time in my life, even just a moment, where I can simply do whatever comes to my mind. I just want to be free for a while to pursue the beautiful things in my heart."
"Actually, it's just a casual talk, and it's just a matter of enthusiasm." Oda turned to Akimoto and smiled, "Anyway, all I have to do now is to complete the current work to the best of my ability, and then take care of my academic performance.
It’s okay, there’s no need to think about it so much.”
Looking at Oda's smile, Akimoto felt at that moment that there seemed to be something in Oda that he couldn't explain, but it was something that he yearned for and wanted to pursue.
But as Oda said, they are still young now and do not need to spend too much time thinking about what will happen in the future. All they can do is to do the job at hand, and this is actually not the case.
It's enough.
"Oichi, it's time to cut the cake!" So Akimoto patted the shoulder of the person next to him - although Oda was much taller than him, his shoulders were unexpectedly slender.
"Here it comes!" Oda turned around, picked up the knife Akimoto handed her, and decisively cut the cake into two pieces.