From Fukuoka-Hakata Station to Tokyo, the direct Shinkansen to Tokyo takes 5 hours.

This time I didn't choose to fly, because Shingo Harano remembered the last time Ai Fukuhara was very uncomfortable with the plane, so he would rather spend more time taking the Shinkansen back.

The trams in the island countries are actually similar to the subway, they are all electric and run on the tracks with electricity, but there are differences and differences between distance and speed.

The train began to slowly approach, and Shingo Harano, who was on the train, stood up and began to pack his luggage, smiling and rejecting Ai Fukuhara's hand that wanted to help.

Wouldn't it be too shameless to let a little girl do such a thing as luggage.

JR Tokyo Station has arrived, and as the hazy light rain train slowly stops, the familiar announcement rings overhead, following the steps of other passengers and waiting for the train door to open.

Shingo Harano is taller than usual in an island country, and he can see the situation ahead without any difficulty.

I thought that the first time I met Ai Fukuhara, I was also on the train, but at that time, I still had some enthusiasm to help her, using my body to resist other people's contact.

The pace of life in the island country is too fast, especially for the Japanese in the city, and it feels very difficult. People who have been to Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen must know the feeling of squeezing the subway, but compared with the subway in Tokyo, it is a small thing, there is no room to enter the people, and there is still a staff member who specializes in pushing people inside, although they are all grinning, but everyone is very used to it, and they are not embarrassed. It is difficult to imagine how this economically and culturally highly developed country could grow in a small territory.

As for the spirit of craftsmanship that everyone often says, it is indeed not easy to see from ordinary people, but it can still be seen. In addition to the above-mentioned island people who are more rigorous, they have a special feeling for traditional and old things.

We all know that island countries are very respectful of Western culture. Christmas and other Western festivals have basically become a must-have festival for the people in the island countries, but while the island countries accept foreign cultures, they recognize their own culture more and will never compare cultures, and the backbone is still quite hard.

For example, many traditional skills in China are facing loss, and there are few enterprises that have been inherited in business. However, in the island country, especially in some small places, there are many small shops that have been in business for 50 years or more, some make tempura, a family of three generations fried tempura, the store has never expanded, the seats have not increased, the recipes are basically the same, just an inconspicuous door, three generations can not be lonely to pass it on, it is still very shocking.

Shaking his head, Shingo Harano increased his strength a little more where he was holding the armrest, and pulled the suitcase with his left hand and withdrew some of it towards Ai Fukuhara's body.

Now Ai Fukuhara is very tacit and takes the initiative to lean into the arms of Shingo Harano, but it has a sense of time passing.

Although the inside of the carriage was stable, the door had not yet opened, and the passengers behind began to pack their luggage and crowded forward, Shingo Harano grabbed an armrest with his right hand to stabilize his body, Ai Fukuhara raised his head and looked at his side face with a warm smile, gently pressed his head against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, feeling that the warmth and reliance he had once returned.

And Genno Shingo is a little uncomfortable, and he has been a little uncomfortable since he woke up in the morning, probably because he suddenly lost his yang energy in Fukuoka in the past two days?

The tram door opened slowly, and everyone walked out in an orderly but somewhat hurried manner.

Shingo Harano, pushing two suitcases, stood outside the car and took a deep breath of the drizzly air, finally feeling a lot more comfortable in his chest.

A gentle wind and drizzle drifted around the train, but fortunately there was a canopy above the platform at the next station. However, they checked the weather in Tokyo before they came back, and it was prepared by Ai Fukuhara in advance, and Shingo Harano hadn't been careful enough to do so.

Taking out the umbrella that had been prepared from the crossbody bag, Ai Fukuhara gently shook it open, holding the umbrella in one hand and the arm of Shingo Harano in the other.

"What's wrong, are you not feeling well?"

Noticing some discomfort on Shingo Harano's face, Ai Fukuhara asked with some concern.

"It's not because of you."

Shingo Harano smiled, his eyes glancing back and forth over her.

"Hmm... Don't talk about this! ”

Ai Fukuhara was stunned, and looked at himself with his eyes, and then reacted to what he meant, and his little face turned red all of a sudden, if it wasn't for the fact that it was still raining around now, he would have thought it was a hot blush when he was seen by others.

"Okay, shall we go straight home?"

Yuan Ye Shingo touched her head, and her tone was full of gentleness, she didn't expect that her body was already very good, but she still couldn't carry this thing, and it seemed that she had really raised her level again.

Thinking of what Fukuhara Hidetomo and his wife said on the day they proposed to leave, he also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Originally, I thought it was my tough attitude and the love between the two that won the recognition.,I didn't expect it to be that result.,Although it was natural to come back with love.,But after that incident...

"Well, it's still raining, let's go home." Ai Fukuhara nodded seriously with a small face, and her tone was full of firmness.

"Okay, let's go home." Shingo Harano smiled and agreed.

......

Harano's house is still far away from the platform, and the distance with so much luggage is still so far, he naturally doesn't want to squeeze the tram anymore, and it's still raining, and if you come back to take the tram, you still have to walk a distance, in case you get cold, it's a bad thing, so Harano Shingo directly called a taxi, although it attracted two complaints from Ai Fukuhara, but he still smiled and took her hand and sat in the car.

Finally arrived at the door, after paying the money, the two got out of the car, and the driver braved the rain to help them carry their luggage.

Eventually, the two stood in front of their homes and watched the neon-colored taillights behind the taxi vanish into the drizzle.

Ai Fukuhara looked at him and said, "Why don't you open the door?" ”

Shigo Harano exhaled deeply, smiled mysteriously at her, took out a key from his trouser pocket and handed it to her, "The mistress of this house is back, so naturally you will open the door." ”

Ai Fukuhara was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and after reacting, he lowered his head slightly, a warm current surged in his heart, and he stretched out his white little hand to take it, feeling the cold feeling of the iron key in the palm of his hand, but his heart was always warm.

She didn't speak, just a smile on her face, and then slowly inserted the key into the door, turning it slightly, and with a click, the door opened.

Shingo Harano's voice came from behind her, "Welcome home, Ai-chan." ”