Hiroshima is at its most beautiful in late March and early April, and although it is not famous for its cherry blossoms, it has a different atmosphere with the famous Itsukushima Shrine in the background. Legend has it that the shrine enshrines three sea goddesses, and the entire island is home to the gods.

The more than 20 buildings in the shrine are connected by a red cloister that encloses the main hall, and the shrine with red pillars and white walls blends in with the mountains and the sea.

Lin Qiuyang took Hiko, who had just come to Japan, to take a ferry to Miyajima, and looked at the large torii gate (Japanese-style archway) in the middle of the sea, Hikosei showed a surprised expression.

"Brother!! Look over there!! ”

Lin Qiuyang looked in the direction of her finger and nodded with a smile, and his gaze fell back on this tomboy.

In his heart, no matter how beautiful the scenery in the world is, it is not as beautiful as the girls around him.

During the day, the two of them walked while enjoying the scenery along the way, and at night they found a Japanese guesthouse to rest.

The two beds spread on tatami mats were less than a meter apart, perhaps because of the fatigue of traveling, Yancheng went to bed very early, listening to her steady breathing, but Lin Qiuyang couldn't sleep at all.

Leaning sideways to look at the face lying not far away, it evokes a memory of the past.

Twenty years ago, one day in late autumn, two men in the group brought in a strange boy, who was tall, dark-skinned, and had wounds on his arms and legs.

The godfather accepted the boy and asked him to wash clothes and cook, and if he was disobedient, he would be beaten, the boy was stubborn and was injured by the godfather that night, and at night Lin Qiuyang took out his private potion and gave it to the boy.

The boy said that his name was Yancheng (elder brother), and his home was from the Northeast.

At that time, Yancheng (elder brother) and Lin Qiuyang were sleeping on the ground like now, and when they heard the sound of their godfather falling asleep, the two children secretly whispered.

Lin Qiuyang is a few months younger than Yancheng (elder brother), although they are reluctant, they are still called brothers, and their godfather takes them to the north and south, doing all the work of stealing, scamming and touching porcelain.

If there is no Yancheng (elder brother) in the memory of childhood, there is really nothing to be missed.

He didn't dare to think about what happened later, because every time he thought about it, it was like a knife in his heart.

The cruelty of reality tells him that there is no regret medicine, and that what is lost is irretrievable, and when he sees a familiar name in a photo again, it brings him comfort.

After a few months of getting along, Lin Qiuyang had a good impression of the old man's sister and gradually moved away from the original idea.

I hope she can fall in love with herself, but I'm afraid that she will fall in love, Lin Qiuyang is very self-aware, he knows what kind of person he is, and he also knows that people like him will not end well.

What a contradictory question.

Closing his eyes and no longer thinking about the things that gave him a headache, suddenly a heavy object pressed against his body, and he opened his eyes in astonishment and saw Yan Cheng's intoxicated expression.

"Chengcheng, what are you doing?"

"Don't you want me?" Yan Cheng's two hands pressed against his chest, and he was a little out of breath.

"I... I want to. ”

Yan Cheng lost his usual heroic temperament, his cheeks and eyes were like a seductive little goblin, and the tip of his tongue swept his lips, charming and enchanting.

Lin Qiuyang couldn't help but reach out and wanted to touch it, but she blocked it.

Yancheng's initiative made him panic, he didn't understand why this was happening, but he didn't want to stop it, and let the goblin behave indiscriminately.

Wonderful feelings kept coming over him, and he fell under the offensive of Yancheng and could not extricate himself.

"Cheng Cheng... Cheng Cheng..." He whispered, and suddenly opened his eyes.

It turned out to be a spring dream, Lin Qiuyang stretched out his hand to cover his face and sat up helplessly, looking at Yan Cheng, who was still lying next to him, she really did not meet the characteristics of the goblin in the dream, and was sleeping sweetly with her mouth half open at the moment, with a trace of saliva hanging on her mouth.

Lin Qiuyang didn't feel sleepy anymore, and went to the hot spring pool of the B&B to rest, reminiscing about the dream just now and couldn't hide his smile, maybe it was a gift from worshipping the shrine during the day.

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