The two men left for Yokohama at three o'clock in the afternoon, an hour later than scheduled.

There was nothing but two sets of kimonos that were changed out and put back into the box, and they ended up relaxed.

In Hayama's villa, Fuji Ayako suddenly lost control of her emotions and cried for a long time, during which Ye Zhao didn't do anything, didn't even say a decent word of comfort, just silently waited for her emotions to calm down.

This state lasted for about thirty minutes, at first she just sobbed quietly, then she cried out loud like uncontrollably, and soon the crying turned to sobbing again, until finally, as if she had exhausted all her strength, she was completely quiet, except that her hands clutched the hem of his clothes, and buried her face in his chest, and so on for a long time.

Although she was surprised by her crying so violently, Ye Zhao also thought that these tears might be a complete outburst after she had suppressed them for a long time.

"I'm sorry. When it was time to let go of him, Fuji Ayako apologized to him.

"Are you okay?" Ye Zhao asked with some concern.

Fuji Ayako shook her head calmly, got up and went to the second floor. Ye Zhao couldn't rest assured, and followed closely behind and went upstairs together. In the bedroom, she casually untied the belt of her kimono in front of him. Growing, undergarment, undergarment, until it becomes a state of standing in front of him frankly.

"It's so beautiful......" Even though he knew that it was out of place, he still sighed silently in his heart. Whenever faced with such a beautiful body, thinking that she was already the mother of a little girl who was almost fifteen years old, Ye Zhao felt incredible from the bottom of his heart.

Then, Fuji Ayako changed into the casual clothes she came in as if nothing happened, even if she knew that Ye Zhao's eyes had been following her, she didn't have any superfluous reactions, and her expression was not so much cold as it had been broken.

After changing into casual clothes, Fuji Ayako went to the bathroom and stayed for more than ten minutes before coming out of it. During this period, Ye Zhao also changed out of his kimono and wore the casual clothes when he came back.

She took out the makeup case she had brought with her from her bag and sat down in front of the mirror to refresh, but although the foundation covered the tiredness of the crying on her face, the eyes were still red.

Lunch was eaten at a restaurant near the villa, and the two of them ordered the same thing, and the steak was just right, but whether it was Ye Zhao or Fuji Ayako, they must not have felt the carefully concocted mind. During this period, Ye Zhao tried to open a few topics, but her reaction was a little cold, so she had to give up.

After drinking coffee, Ye Zhao paid the bill, and the two slowly walked back to the villa along the same seaside avenue. Along the way, I met several local residents, and one of them, a very old grandmother, recognized Ayako Fuji and greeted her, and Ayako Fuji smiled politely and exchanged a few words with the grandmother.

Looking at her gentle smile, Ye Zhao suddenly remembered one thing, she had never been like today, with a cold face and refused to pay attention to him.

When passing by the coffee shop in the morning, Ye Zhao unconsciously looked at the window again. The window was empty, and the Sakai spring water and the man she had seen before seemed to be hallucinations that appeared and disappeared out of thin air. He couldn't help but turn his face to look at Fuji Ayako, thinking to himself, this cold appearance at this moment, if only it were also an illusion.

Back at the villa, although it was still in a delicate state similar to the Cold War, when Ye Zhao sat down next to Fuji Caiko, she still did not refuse.

With the intention of breaking this situation, Ye Zhao also became cheeky, hugged her closely, and childishly tentatively touched her knees, or touched her shoulders, and then naturally hugged each other.

By the time I woke up, it was almost two o'clock. The two of them went to the bathroom to take a shower, packed up and packed up, and only those two sets of kimonos took long. At just three o'clock, he left the villa.

When she first set off, Fuji Ayako had been driving silently, and Ye Zhao couldn't speak, so he had to follow the silent eyes and look ahead, and turn his face from time to time to look out of the car window, or look at her side face.

When you're driving alone, it doesn't matter if you're lonely or not. But if it's two people walking together, this kind of situation where no one talks to anyone is somewhat lonely. Out of boredom, Ye Zhao began to break his knuckles one by one, making a clicking sound. I really wanted to put on some music, but I looked at Ayako Fuji and forgot it.

Although the kind of cold war-like thing that existed between the two people had disappeared for the time being, Ye Zhao felt plainly that another kind of estrangement was quietly enveloping them.

However, I don't know if this is whether the hearts of the two people suddenly connected at a certain moment.,Fuji Ayako found the record and stuffed it into the CD player.。 Ye Zhao glanced at the envelope, it was AC/DC's "Ho Made Ho".

"Ayako-san really likes rock 'n' roll. Ye Zhao said.

"Yes. The silence between the two people was finally broken around the music, "Although my grandmother is an amateur folk singer, I have been studying folk songs since elementary school, and later became a singer because of some opportunities, but my favorite is rock and roll." When I was in middle school, I would go to the local underground band with my friends every vacation. ”

"I see. Ye Zhao nodded, "However, although Caizi-san's voice is gentle and delicate when she sings, if she sings rock and roll, maybe the effect will be unexpectedly good." ”

"Really?" said Fuji Ayako, with some interest.

At this time, the second song of the album began to play, and after hearing the lyrics clearly, Ye Zhao's expression was a little strange, and he subconsciously looked at Fuji Ayako. Her expression was also slightly unnatural.

Even so, this atmosphere only lasted for a short time, or rather, if it weren't for being with her, Ye Zhao just took a good look at her, this would not be a big deal, anyway, the lyrics are always inclusive of various elements.

Because the song itself is very good, in the end, all that can be said is the heartfelt praise of "really good song".

"Really. Ye Zhao began to answer Fuji Ayako's question, "However, although there will be the idea that Ayako-san singing rock will have a special chemical reaction, but the most suitable for you is really singing." ”

"Why? Because you're a singer now?"

"There may be some reasons for that. Ye Zhao said, "It's just that I think it's a pity that songs like "Purple Rain" or "Attachment" can't be sung by Caizi-san's delicate voice." 2k reading network