Chapter 194: Semi-saccharideism
Makoto Natsui is immersed in a fan bubble of love. The whole person feels not only sweet in the heart, but also sweet from head to toe.
She was busy in the kitchen alone, making some dishes, all of which were Masayoshi Kishimoto's favorite dishes on weekdays. As for whether he likes it or not, it has become completely irrelevant, as long as he likes it.
Before they could sit down at the dinner table face to face, Masayoshi Kishimoto brought in red wine, crystal gooseneck bottles, corkscrews, tulip wine glasses, and a whole set of red wine drinks.
He opened the wine bottle with his own hands, first poured the garnet red wine into the crystal gooseneck bottle to decant the wine, then removed the wooden cork from the corkscrew, and threw it into the trash can at home with the empty wine bottle.
The two chopsticks are placed on one side and one with a tulip wine glass. A crystal gooseneck bottle with red wine is placed on the left side of the table.
Makoto Natsui yells outside to serve the food, and Masayoshi Kishimoto will go and bring the food from the stove in the open kitchen to the dining table.
The tacit division of labor and cooperation between the two is like thousands of ordinary little couples living a plain and ordinary real life.
In the ordinary and repetitive daily life, Kishimoto Masayoshi has created a little bit of romance and mood that only belongs to the world of the two of them.
He enjoyed the special feeling between men and women. He adhered to a kind of semi-saccharism. This gives people the feeling that it is neither too sweet nor too greasy, but just right, quite a little better than a newlywed.
Masayoshi Kishimoto knows that after couples get tired of being together every day for a long time, they will gradually become light from the initial love, and then all kinds of small frictions, small contradictions, and small conflicts.
Couples who don't quarrel don't exist in this world at all. If the relationship is handled well, it will be able to get through. On the contrary, when the accumulation of negative emotions reaches a critical point, it will completely explode, causing Lao Yan to fly separately and go to one side.
After all the dishes were served on the table, Natsui Makoto untied the white lace apron on his body and put it where it belonged. Then she was able to take a seat in the place she was used to.
"Honey, you've worked hard. Kishimoto picked up the crystal gooseneck flask with his own hands and poured a third into her empty cup, and then into her own empty cup. He smiled at her with a smile on his face and whispered softly.
"Duplicity. Makoto Natsui blurted out her debut.
"I'm a friend of women, so I can't get used to the machismo of many Japanese men. They will be able to turn a blind eye and hear the toil of your women in front of the stove. Masayoshi Kishimoto poured the red wine, put down the crystal gooseneck bottle in his hand, and sat down.
"Liar. I've been moving in for so long, and I didn't know you still had these things in your home. You know life very well!" Makoto Natsui reached out and picked up the tulip-shaped red wine glass in front of him, and smiled at him.
"Are you doubting me?" said Kishimoto with a calm voice.
"What do you say?" asked Natsui Makoto with a pursed smile.
"Well, I admit that I am a merryman, but I am not a lewd. He is amorous, but not abusive. A lot of men try to trick a woman into getting laid, and I'm not like them. Kishimoto said with a heartfelt voice.
"You mean you're better than them?" said Natsui Makoto, swaying her wine glass lightly with her right hand.
Kishimoto squeezed his eyebrows at her and said, "Don't you know if I'm good or not?"
"I don't know. Natsui Makoto responded with a sweet smile.
Kishimoto's right fist lightly hammered his chest and said, "Your words are like a sharp knife stabbed into me." ”
Natsui Makoto blurted out a "come less" first, and then suddenly changed thoughtfully: "I never thought that I would find a rich boyfriend." ”
"But you've found it. It can't be that I'm causing you some insecurity, right?" Kishimoto took the initiative to puncture the thin layer of window paper in her heart.
"In terms of appearance, figure, connotation, talent, etc., I am too ordinary and ordinary. A successful and rich man like you could find a better woman than me.
Then why do you have to choose me? It can't be to play with my feelings, right?" Natsui Makoto took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and plucked up the courage to say the answer he had always wanted him to tell him in person.
"Murphy's Law states that if there are two or more ways to do something, and one of the choices will lead to disaster, someone must make that choice.
The bottom line is that if there's a chance that something will go bad, no matter how small that likelihood, it will happen. The more you think of me in the worst way, the more you don't want to see what happens. ”
Masayoshi Kishimoto did not say superficial words such as "How come? I love you". Of course, I'm not a dead pervert.
He inadvertently remembered the 2018 Korean film "Burning", which was adapted from the short story "The Burning Barn" by Japanese writer Haruki Murakami and combined with the short story "The Burning of the Horse Shed" by American writer William Faulkner.
In the movie, a young playboy, handsome, mature, and rich, is the embodiment of capital, driving a Porsche. He has a strange habit of burning plastic greenhouses, which he has to burn every once in a while, those greenhouses that no one cares about.
And the plastic greenhouses that no one cares about in his mouth are young women from the middle and lower classes. Every once in a while, he would use his advantage to seduce one, then kill her, collecting a trinket from her body to store as loot in a drawer at home.
In addition to not being handsome, he has too much in common with the characters portrayed in such a movie, mature, rich, and the embodiment of capital, and he has always had his own Porsche 911 in the garage downstairs.
At the Cannes Film Festival in the same year, Hirokazu Kore-eda's "The Thief Family" won the Palme d'Or.
He paused intentionally when he thought of this, and then said, "Perhaps, I am not just to play with your feelings, but also to fill the emptiness in my heart.
Kill you, and you won't be easily suspected by the outside world. A girl like you, who is both ordinary and ordinary, and goes to Beijing alone to work hard, even if she disappears, no one cares.
When a rich man says to a girl like you that you are the most special and unique person he has ever seen in the world, you have to pay more attention. ”