After sitting quietly in the corridor for a while, Minamoto Yorimitsu took his umbrella and walked towards the back of the mountain.

It's just in case Xiaomu Qingming introduces himself to a girlfriend again, although he knows that this is also the other party's kindness, but it is too different from his own plan, and it is naturally impossible for him to harm other good girls.

Minamoto Rarimitsu put up his umbrella again and walked around Kiyomizuji Temple casually.

A person can really feel the outside world more than being lonely.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with breaking away from the large army, and you can calm down without restraint.

It's like going out to eat with friends, but you have to take into account other people's taboos, and in the end, everyone came up with a plan like this, and in short, it was difficult to eat what you liked.

And the compromise is not good.

Yuan Laiguang walked up the weathered stone steps, and the repaired stone lanterns around him were very meaningful, and he walked towards the flow of people to the famous scenic spots.

Soon he came to the Shimizu Stage, a suspended building supported side by side by giant beech columns, without the use of a single nail.

The building itself is painted with vermilion lacquer except for the green tiles on the top, and the rain staining makes it more colorful.

Originally, he thought that the Otowa Waterfall in the back mountain was a big one, but it turned out to be three small springs that flowed out of the tiles after being drained.

It's about the thickness of two fingers, and there are many people lining up to pick up bottles, and it is said that one or two sips can fulfill their wishes.

Yuan Laiguang didn't dare to drink it for fear of parasites, but he touched it with his hand.

After turning around for half an hour, it seemed that I had taken the wrong path, and I went around and around and returned to the front of the main hall.

Looking at the tourists around him, there were no students from Kyoto University, and it was estimated that they had already prayed for blessings in the main hall, and he bought a bottle of water to find a remote corner of the corridor to rest for a while.

There was probably nothing left to visit, so Minamoto Raiguang planned to wait for the students of Kyoto University to come down and walk towards the depths of the wooden corridor.

There are basically no people here, and you can still have a bird's-eye view of the city in the direction of the city, which is actually a good place to watch the scenery on rainy days.

But when he went deeper, he saw a little boy sitting on a bench, sitting there with his head in a contemplative posture, sitting as he thought, overlooking the city.

Seeing this, Yuan Laiguang looked around, hesitated after making sure that there were no parents, and decided to come forward to ask after a while.

Nearly 1,000 children go missing every year in Japan, and most of them are abducted while camping or traveling.

His moral level is at the level of conventions, and it is impossible for people who don't know him to give a lot, but there is still a social consensus to see the child alone and ask if he is lost.

Yuan Laiguang walked over with a bundled umbrella, and he deliberately made the footsteps louder, so as not to be frightened by himself if the child didn't hear it.

Obviously, the footsteps have an effect, the little boy heard the sound of his ears moved, followed the sound and looked over, just at this time Yuan Laiguang also walked in front of him, keeping a safe distance of nearly two meters, but also afraid that the child was too scared, so he asked out loud: "Are you lost?" ”

I didn't see it clearly when I was far away just now, but when I got closer, I found that the little boy was a little fat, his cheeks were fleshy, and he couldn't even see the ears on both sides from the front, like a squirrel hiding pine nuts in its mouth.

The waistline supports the coat enough, the steel zipper is tightened, and the buttons of the pants are exposed, so it can be seen that the family should be good, otherwise there would be no weight at this age.

The little boy was unexpectedly not vigilant, but turned his head again boredly, looked at the foggy city in the distance, propped up his round chin and said casually: "Lost? No. ”

When it came to this, Yuan Laiguang didn't turn around and leave, but also sat down and asked, "Why are you sitting here by yourself, aren't your parents around?" ”

"I came with my sister, and she went on a blind date." The little boy pursed his mouth, his eyes showed a calmness that did not match his peers, and he said in a boring voice: "As for me? Thinking about the boredom of life. ”

"Did you think about the result?"

Yuan Laiguang couldn't figure out what was going on with this child, but he felt that it seemed that the brain circuit was different from that of ordinary children, but he was interested and followed his words and asked.

The little boy noticed his gaze, retracted the hand holding his chin, and sighed in an old-fashioned manner: "Of course, human beings always like false forms and do not pay attention to true fate. ”

"A form of hypocrisy? True fate? ”

Yuan Laiguang didn't understand, this kid is quite wise, he is philosophical when he speaks, and his thinking jumps quickly, and he rises to the level of fate in the blink of an eye, which is indeed not like an ordinary child.

The little boy glanced at him with disdain, as if he felt that Yuan Laiguang was a little stupid, tightened his baggy pants and explained:

"That's right, those college students like this, in the name of the event to come out to a blind date meeting, or go to other art galleries or parks, it's really boring, I can't say it."

"How do you know that college students come to play on a blind date?"

The topic changed so quickly that Minamoto almost didn't keep up.

This sentence is to the point, the child seems to have been holding back for a long time and no one complains, and someone can be regarded as able to talk when asked: "Because my sister is like this, she has to come many times a year, and every time she tells others that it is the first time to come, she pretends not to understand anything, but in fact, she is pretending to be weak." ”

After a pause in his voice, the immature childish voice began to sigh again:

"Before going out, I was like a wild boar at home, and my underwear and socks were not washed for many days, but when it came to the school team building, I hurriedly dressed up, obviously I usually spoke so rudely, and when I met a slightly handsome boy, I spoke softly, who married her is really unlucky!"

Yuan Laiguang was a little speechless for a while when he heard this, it turned out that he belonged to practice to bring out true knowledge.

This kid is quite philosophical.,I didn't expect to be so good at complaining about people.,But it still feels very interesting.,It turns out that female college students don't all love clean.。

He'd heard a little before that not all girls love cleanliness.

It is even said that some sloppy ones can exceed the imagination of ordinary people.

This kid has a good personality, giving people a feeling of familiarity, and he is not afraid of what Yuan Laiguang will do to him, so the two of them sat on the bench and chatted with the hazy city in the distance.

Rainscapes, conversations, mountainsides.

Actually, it's quite interesting, Yuan Laiguang forgot the time while sitting and talked a lot with the children.

Speaking of some philosophical questions, this kid really has a strange angle, and many answers make him have to ponder, maybe this is the power of childlike innocence.

The two of them talked until even the rain gradually became lighter.

Until a familiar voice suddenly came from behind his body-

"Gen-kun? Are you here too? ”

Yuan Laiguang paused what he hadn't finished saying and turned his head to look in the direction of Yin Yuan.

Then I saw a familiar figure with half of my body wet.

A feeling of surprise gradually rose in my heart.

"Imperial Medicine Bag-san?"

"So coincidentally?"

The imperial medicine bag Chayin brushed the sideburns wet by the rain in his ears, stood at the edge of the corridor with an umbrella in his hand, and smiled with a beautiful face: "Yes, what a coincidence." ”

Coincidentally, of course.

Can the artificial search be unlucky?

The old lady found you with an umbrella and found half a mountain!