Although it was the first time for everyone to meet, due to a special shared mood, everyone basically got acquainted with each other after lunch. However, according to the arrangement of the main family, the evening will be the time for the real wedding. So all the guests accepted the advice of the host and went back to their rooms for their own rest.

The moment the door was about to close, Miko Nakayama suddenly stopped the door that was about to close, and then bowed deeply and apologized.

Miko Nakayama said in a nervous voice, "I'm very, very sorry! Although it is very, very rude to make such a request, but will you allow me to stay with the two of you?"

Du Pingping, "Stay together?"

Miko Nakayama, "Yes! I'm sorry! I don't know why, but I've always felt a little inexplicably scared. So allow me to stay with both of you until the wedding!"

Du Pingping looked at Miyako and suddenly understood. It may be that Miko Nakayama and Miyako Kazama are the only two female guests at this wedding, so Miko Nakayama prefers to stay with the two of them.

Du Ping looked at Mi Yazi, and Mei Ya Zi looked at Du Ping with a smile, as if to say: No matter what your final decision is, I will not object.

Du Ping looked at Miko Nakayama and smiled kindly, "Yes, of course! ”

Out of respect for the host family, Du Pingping believes that he also has the responsibility and obligation to help the host family take care of the guests of this wedding.

Miyako also showed a kind smile, and grabbed Miko Nakayama who was nervous on the side with her hand, "Come with me." ”

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An intensive care ward full of equipment, inside is a young girl who is fully covered with equipment, but resting quietly. Outside the huge glass was Tsuyo Kuroda standing straight and motionless. This is a special care and rescue ward of the hospital, and after the wild mountain mast was found to have committed suicide by cutting his wrists, he was urgently sent here for rescue. Although there was a lack of Noyama's blood type, shortness of breath, cardiac arrest waiting or special or crisis situations in the middle, Miss Mast had stabilized at this time. And Tsuyo Kuroda, who was out of town, had already arrived here.

From the large, transparent window through which he could see some of the inside, Kuroda looked inside motionlessly. In the white ward, the beautiful girl lay there like a sleeping princess, a sleeping beauty, quietly and beautifully, as if waiting for herself to wake her up with a kiss and break the terrible curse.

Kuroda was excited, hurtful, and self-blaming, but from the outside, he still stood there like a cold mountain and a statue.

Is he the prince who can call this princess with a light kiss?

Kuroda was amused to find that he was thinking very seriously about this kind of fairy tale, which only young girls would believe.

The doctor standing next to Tsuyo Kuroda tried to express his efforts, "My lord, although my life is not in danger for the time being, my wife is not in danger for the time being, but there was a three-minute brain pause due to severe ischemia, so even if the patient wakes up, we can't be sure what will happen." ”

Kuroda didn't seem to hear, "When will she wake up?"

The doctor broke out in a cold sweat, "It's hard to say......

Tsuyo Kuroda, "No matter what the cost, I need her to wake up." ”

The doctor was sweating, "We'll try!"

Tsuyo Kuroda, "Doctor!"

Doctor, "Yes!"

Tsuyo Kuroda, "Please!"

Doctor, "Yes, sir!"

In Kuroda's mind, a girl in a white dress is reading a poem about love to herself:

Love, perhaps,

It hasn't completely disappeared in my psyche;

I hope it won't bother you again;

I don't want to make you sad and sad anymore.

I once loved you silently and hopelessly,

I endured both shyness and jealousy;

I have loved you so sincerely, so tenderly

May God bless you and another person will love you as much as I do.

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The alarm clock at the head of the bed rang, and Du Ping woke up in his sleep with Miyako in his arms. Since Miko Nakayama also exists in this room, of course it is impossible for anything unspeakable to happen to Du Ping and Miyako. So I fell asleep very, very obediently.

There is a large bed in the room, a large bed that can sleep 3 or 4 people. It was clean and fresh, as if it was new. Although before going to bed, Du Ping and Miyako invited Miko Nakayama to lie on the big bed together, or two women to sleep on the big bed and Du Ping to sleep on the sofa. But due to Miko Nakayama's insistence, the final result was that Du Pingping, Miyako slept on the big bed, and Miko Nakayama slept on the sofa.

When Du Pingping woke up, he found that Miko Nakayama seemed to have even more red eyes. This gave rise to the habitual speculation of Du Fair.

Du Pingping, "Miss Miko Nakayama, haven't you slept all the time?"

Miko Nakayama, "Yes! I'm a little nervous. ”

"Is it because this wedding is an abnormal wedding?"

Miko Nakayama, "Yes. I thought I wouldn't be scared, but somehow, now I'm getting scared more and more!"

Miyako smiled, "What are you afraid of?

Miko Nakayama's face turned a little pale, "Yes." ”

Miyako walked over and took Miko Nakayama's hand, cordial and enthusiastic, "Miss Nakayama should know that I am a journalist, or a very powerful reporter, right?"

Miko Nakayama, "Yes, you have already introduced yourself at lunch, and Mr. Kenshu Fuyama, Mr. Ruito Choi Naka, and Mr. Naoto Imada have all read your reports and books, and I praise you as a very talented journalist!"

Miyako, "At the beginning of this year, there was a report on the current situation of the Dongliuqiu marriage in "Urban Dongliuqiu", Miss Zhongshan must not have read it, right?"

Miko Nakayama, "Yes, no! What is it?"

Miyako smiled, "According to the investigation and research of "Urban Dongliuqiu", they believe that in today's Dongliuqiu, underworld marriage has become a fashion and a fashion. ”

Miko Nakayama was visibly attracted by Miyako's words, "Is that so! Such a strange thing can become a fashion and a fashion?"

Mimiko quickly found a report on the Internet on her mobile phone and handed it to Miko Nakayama, who was surprised.

Miyako, "That's exactly what this report is. ”

Miko Nakayama took the phone and read it out carefully, "...... The funeral services recently launched by various funeral service companies in Dongliuqiu have been very popular. These companies find a suitable posthumous partner for single people and provide a one-stop "joint burial" service after the death of a customer. As soon as the service was launched, the number of participants exceeded 1,000 in less than a year, and most of them were elderly Japanese in their 50s and 60s. Participants also set up a joint funeral workshop, where they gathered for regular discussions, and laughed and talked about what happened after the death while having a good drink. ……“

Miyako made her post-reading comments on the side, "...... As Masahiro Yamada, a professor of sociology at Chuo University, said, men and women who have been single in the past are buried in the family cemetery and supported by nephews or nephews. Nowadays, however, the modern concept of kinship is weak, forcing elderly singles to prepare their own cemeteries. For many elderly single seniors, they did not find a suitable partner before their death, and it has become their greatest wish to seek a long time after death. ……”

Miyako finally concluded, "So, in today's society, it's not a big deal and a terrible thing. Especially for those elderly people who are busy all their lives for the country, for society, for others, and for their children, the love that cannot be realized during life can be realized after death, it is not a kind of romance. Isn't that right, Miss Nakayama?"

Miko Nakayama gratefully returned the phone to Miyako and bowed slightly to express her gratitude, "After seeing your report and listening to your relevant persuasion, my mood has improved." ”

Miko Nakayama's eyes were full of tiredness, "If that's the case, I'm going to take a big nap and get ready for tonight's wedding!"

Mimiko smiled and danced to cheer up, "Then let's do it!"

Miko Nakayama nodded vigorously, "Yes! I'll work hard!"

Miko Nakayama finally fell asleep, but she still chose to sleep in the room of Du Ping and Miyako. It seems that the shadow in her heart cannot be solved with a few simple words. But it's still a good thing to be able to sleep!

Mimiko quietly took Miko Nakayama's hand and waited quietly for her to slowly fall asleep. Only then did he let go of the hand that was holding her, got up and returned to Du Pingping's side.

Du Fair, "It seems to be a technique of psychological hypnosis!"

Miyako, "Yes! It's okay, right?"

Du fair, "No. I believe that a good sleep will help her very well. ”

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Clean, comfortable wards. The warm morning sunlight shone through the bright window glasses, as if some kind of spirit was full of infinite curiosity. The door to the ward was gently opened, and a young, clean nurse walked in softly, trying not to make a sound.

There was only one ward in the ward, and above the ward, the bright and serene mast lay quietly and beautifully, and a white hospital gown seemed to be like a white skirt, giving her a kind of pure beauty.

Next to the hospital bed, Tsuyo Kuroda, dressed in a dark blue suit, was crawling on the edge of the hospital room and falling into a deep sleep.

A soft, helpless sigh.

The nurse who came in gently and carefully recorded the required data from the monitoring instrument next to the ward, and after a brief examination of Miss Mast, she took the withered flowers from the small cabinet next to the bed, and replaced them with a fresh and beautiful bouquet of small sunflowers.

At this time, Tsuyo Kuroda woke up in shock, and the sleepless escort for several days and nights had already made Tsuyo Kuroda, who was sixty or seventy years old, look very old, haggard, and embarrassed.

The nurse's entry woke up Tsuyo Kuroda, who was crawling on the hospital bed to rest, and Tsuyo Kuroda, who had always been neat and tidy, looked very good at this time

Tsuyo Kuroda, who had just woken up, rubbed his cheeks with both hands to make himself try to wake up, "What time is it?"

The nurse used to pull the thin blanket on Kuroda for Tsuyo Kuroda, "7 o'clock in the morning"

Tsuyo Kuroda seemed to be saying to himself, "It's already 7 o'clock! It's been five days!"

The nurse whispered, kindly, "Sir, you need to watch your body, this young lady may not wake up soon." It's not the way to go. ”

Tsuyo Kuroda is firm and resolute, "She will definitely wake up with the mast!"

Nurse, "It's been five days, but I'm sure this young lady will wake up." ”

Tsuyo Kuroda smiled knowingly at the kind nurse, "Yes, I believe that too!"

Tsuyo Kuroda looked back at the quiet and beautiful mast on the hospital room, "I just hope that the first time she wakes up, she sees me." ”

The nurse was deeply moved, "You are so good to your granddaughter!"

With a wry smile on his face, Tsuyo Kuroda looked back at the quiet mast on the ward, and a beloved foreign poem welled up in his heart:

I like that you're silent

I like that you're silent, as if you're gone,

You listen to me from afar, but my voice cannot reach you.

It's as if your eyes have flown away, like a kiss that seals your mouth.

As all things fill my soul,

You emerge from all things and fill my soul.

You are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams. You are like the word melancholy.

I like that you are silent, as if you are gone.

You sound like you're lamenting, a butterfly like a dove.

You hear me from afar, and my voice can't reach you:

Let me be silent in your silence.

And let me speak to you through your silence,

Your silence is as bright as a lamp, and as simple as a ring,

You are like the night, with loneliness and stars.

Your silence is the silence of the stars, distant and bright.

I like that you're silent, as if you're gone,

Distant and sad, as if you were dead.

At that time, a word, a smile, was enough.

And I'm going to be happy, happy because it's not real.

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The garden of Kuroda Villa, when Totoshi and Miyako came here together, there were already people here. Fu Shan Jianzhou looked at a small collection of foreign poems with a red hard cover, Cui Zhongrui was happily drawing an oil painting of the beautiful cherry blossom sea in the mountains of Maega River on a drawing board, and Hayama Shigeru was sleeping in the sun under a thin blanket.

When Du Pingping and Mimiko came over, Fu Shan Jianzhou and Cui Zhongrui gave the two of them a kind smile. A few of them casually enjoyed the warm and beautiful time in the afternoon sun in the spring as if they were in their own homes, and they also took Du Ping and Miyako very relaxed. It's like returning to a home that I knew a long time ago.

Fu Shan Jianzhou pointed to the several poetry books on his desk, "Do you like to read poetry? Here are Tagore's "Birds", Shelley's "Ode to the West Wind", Whitman's "Leaves of Grass", Goethe's "Faust", ......."

Miyako smiled, "Is there a Pushkin?"

Fu Shan Jianzhou, "Is "The Captain's Daughter" okay?"

Miyako, "Yes!"

Fu Shan Jianzhou happily found a blue hard-shell book from his poetry collection and handed it to Miyako, "In such a beautiful environment and warm sunshine, drinking a cup of black tea and reading a book of your favorite poems, what a romantic and beautiful thing!"

Miyako smiled and nodded, "Yes, sir!"

Fu Shan Jianzhou set his eyes on Du Pingping, "What about you, a young happy man." ”

Du Pingping shook his head with a smile, and then came behind Cui Zhongruiren, "I may be more interested in oil painting than poetry. ”

Cui Zhongrui happily welcomed Du Ping's arrival, "Young man, do you know how to draw?"

Du Ping nodded, "It will be a little bit." ”

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Late at night, quiet ward. Kuroda Tsuyo, who has been accompanying him for several days and nights, walks back and forth and moves his body to move his stiff body. Finally, Kuroda's body stopped again in front of Matsuko's bed. The mast on the hospital bed was so beautiful and quiet, but what Kuroda kept replaying in his mind was her fiery love impulse. She was like a flame, melting her heart little by little.

Kuroda Tsuyo stood there, looking at the incomparably beautiful girl on the hospital bed, and asked himself: If he was 30 years younger, without the relationship between the two parties, would he fall in love with this girl.

Kuroda told himself strongly in his heart: Yes, very well! Even if he is only 20 years younger, he will fall madly in love with this beautiful, pure, and dare to love and hate girl.

In the silent room, only Tsuyo Kuroda stood here, and in Kuroda's eyes, even the long eyelashes in his sleep exuded endless allure to himself. The temptation is so irresistible.

In the unoccupied room, Tsuyo Kuroda approached step by step. Although there were hesitations, retreats, and hesitations in the middle, in the end, Tsuyo Kuroda was still standing in front of the mast. The mast on the ward is like a princess waiting for the prince in her fairy tale, beautiful, quiet and sleeping.

After hesitating, retreating, and hesitating again, Tsuyo Kuroda's body slowly bent down, as if a bee or butterfly attracted by flowers, and kept getting closer and closer. The faces of the two different genders were close together, and Kuroda seemed to be able to deeply feel the sweet and intoxicating breath of the mast.

A pair of warm lips gently kissed the soft lips of the awakened girl, and after gently sticking to it, it seemed to hope for eternity and never leave.

The girl's eyes slowly opened, like the bright moon that suddenly emerged from the depths of the dark clouds in the boundless dark night.

Mast looked at Tsuyo Kuroda weakly, "Tsuyo ......"

Tsuyo Kuroda nervously grabbed the mast's hand, "Yes, I'm here!"

Mast, "Gangfu, I love you!"

Tsuyo Kuroda, "I love you too!"

The girl suddenly smiled brightly, and then fell asleep again with a smile on her face.

Tsuyo Kuroda rushed out of the room, shouting, "Doctor!"