National Tide 1980.

Chapter 904
"I don't usually drink alcohol, but I really like to drink lemonade. Do you know why? Because the smell of lemon can cleanse my body."

"Miss Qingzi, you are already very beautiful."

"Really? Thank you so much."

"I'm just telling the truth. Hey, you seem to be a good drinker too. Are you almost done with your second drink?"

"Well, beer is fine. Three dozen. If it's whiskey, two bottles..."

"Ah? Really? Do you want to order more after drinking this cup?"

"No, no, not for now... To be honest, I seem to be a little drunk and have a headache from the cold beer. Ouch, I wouldn't be bragging if I knew it. I really don't like it, it seems like I'm suddenly old, Became an old lady."

"Grandma? You really know how to joke. How much older can you be than me?"

"Just older than you. Hey, you...don't you? Want to know my age?"

Maybe it's because I haven't drunk for a long time, maybe it's because my skin is too white.

After drinking two glasses of beer, Keiko Matsumoto's cheeks were already flushed, and she had a playful smile.

Age, experience, vicissitudes, ups and downs...

These things may change a person's appearance, but it is difficult to change a person's nature, especially a playful woman.

Like this playful look, every woman will have it, and every age group will have it.

But the meaning contained in it is common, which is full of joy and relaxation.

For a man, making a woman feel at ease is more important than anything else.

Conversely, once a woman gets nervous, sometimes it's hard to get over it.

"I... To be honest, I want to know. But you don't want to tell, and I understand. Anyway, no matter how old a woman is, she always doesn't want people to know her real age. "

Ning Weimin was exposed, but he was not a real brat.

So not only was he not shy or embarrassed, but he admitted it generously.

As a result, Matsumoto Keiko had a shy look on his face, and he couldn't help saying it coquettishly.

"Ask if you know it? Then don't ask this question. I'm the same as you."

"same as me?"

Ning Weimin repeated a sentence first, and then chuckled casually, "How is that possible?"

Keiko Matsumoto couldn't help feeling a little hurt, and after a while, she said angrily.

"Oh, don't you believe it at all? Well, I'll admit it. In fact, I'm older than you."

Ning Weimin unexpectedly said another sentence in a heartless manner.

"Let me just say, how can it be the same age as me? You look older than me, what's the point of lying. Are you 25? Sister."

This ridicule goes to the end.But Keiko Matsumoto was caught off guard.

Not knowing whether to laugh or to be angry, he coughed and wiped it off with a tissue.

"You...you...cough cough...really, it was intentional..."

"What's wrong? Am I right?"

Ning Weimin responded with a smile, and offered to help pass more tissues.

"Miss Qingzi, in fact, you look so young, even if you are my sister, people will believe you."

"Don't mess around, how can I be so young? I wish I was 25 years old."

Matsumoto Keiko's face turned even redder. After wiping off the wine stains, with a bit of resentment, she cast a blank glance at Ning Weimin, who was running the train with his mouth full.

Then there was emotion in my heart.

"To be honest, I really envy you, you are still so young. In a few years, I will become Obasan."

Ning Weimin shook his head, "It's not right for you to say that. Everyone's time is passing by every minute. How different are we now?"

"There's a big difference. Women age very quickly, and you can't imagine how desolate a woman who becomes Obasan is..."

"I can't agree more with what you said. You look really young. I can't guess your real age. Are you 27 or 28?"

"I... actually... already 33 years old."

Finally confessing her real age, Keiko Matsumoto could almost predict the surprised reaction Ning Weimin would have.

So after she finished speaking, a trace of embarrassment appeared on her face.

And to cover it up, he lowered his head and took a sip of beer.

However, Ning Weimin's sincere praise surprised Matsumoto Keiko somewhat.

"But you look... really, really young."

"is that true?"

"it is true!"

"How young is that?"

"Didn't I just say that? I'm not joking once. You are clearly 27 years old, and you will not exceed 28 at the most. And if you look at your back alone, you seem younger."

Ning Weimin said frankly without hesitation.

Keiko Matsumoto couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

"That's 33, after all, there is a nine-year age gap between us."

"So what? I don't think it's a problem? Your 33 years old is younger than many people, and the quality is higher. Maybe in a few years, I will look older than you."

"Nonsense. A young man like you shouldn't have anything to do with a woman my age."

"Why do you say that? Don't you suddenly feel that I am not mature enough to associate with you?"

"It's not like that, I just think that if you can be with someone younger..."

"I think you are already very good. Although I haven't been in contact with you for a long time, I always feel that we are not strangers, but people who have known each other for a long time. We can talk about many aspects. Isn't it? This kind of fate is very Rare, I cherish it very much. You just wanted to say that I should be with young girls, right? But even young girls will lose their youth. In my opinion, the age gap is far less than heart and mind There is a big gap with values. Youth is easy to grow old, who is not like this? In fact, the furthest distance in this world is that people are close to each other, but they are indifferent..."

Keiko Matsumoto's words were all blocked, but her heart bloomed like a flower.

Women all over the world will be jealous, this is an eternal truth in this world.

Therefore, women hope that the man they like will only think that they are the best, and will always only like themselves.

Although it is not realistic at all, it is not surprising if you look at it from the standpoint of a woman.

What's more, Ning Weimin also said what women like to hear most.

He doesn't care about age, but pays attention to feelings, which almost hits the softest part of Matsumoto Keiko's heart, which naturally makes her very pleased.

"Let me give you a present, please?"

Keiko Matsumoto put down the beer glass, and her left elbow rested limply on the table.

And she stared at Ning Weimin's eyes, her gaze was so gentle.

But you don't get paid for nothing.

This unreasonable gift is a bit difficult to avoid, and the hot eyes made Ning Weimin a little panicked.

"Hey? Why?"

"To thank you. You don't want to take money, so it's always okay for me to buy you a gift?"

Ning Weimin subconsciously wanted to refuse again, but he didn't expect Matsumoto Keiko to say afterwards, "If you don't like it, then forget it..."

This time, he was worried that he would hurt the other party's feelings, so he couldn't be more stubborn.

Especially when Keiko Matsumoto saw him panicking, it was hard to avoid it for a while.

So after thinking about it, he nodded in agreement.

"Thank you so much. It's a waste of money. So please let me pay for today's meal. This matter will not change, will it?"

Then he remembered one more thing, and he couldn't help mentioning it.

"By the way, you still agreed to consider taking a photo with me? You haven't forgotten about it, have you? Then how did you think about it?"

I don't know if it was because he was finally willing to accept the gift, or because of the additional conditions he deliberately reiterated, it was a bit childish.

Keiko Matsumoto was as brilliant as a flower, she just smiled for a moment and couldn't even speak.

After a while, I controlled myself and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Next time we meet, bring your camera and we'll take a few more photos. It doesn't matter if you're more intimate. By the way, if there is a phone that can make it easier to contact you, You can also write one for me, lest I always call the real estate agency from the transfer department."

"Then I'll leave the phone number of the bookstore to you. No accidents, I'm going to help almost every day from 11:30 noon to 01:30 pm. I don't know the other times. If I'm not there, you can tell the people in the store You are Han Qingzi, so I knew to contact you."

As Ning Weimin said, he quickly opened his purse and took out a pen and paper to write down.

However, just as the atmosphere was good, a "buzzing" vibration of electronic equipment interrupted their conversation extremely disappointingly.

Keiko Matsumoto took out her pager from her handbag, looked at the number on it, apologized, and went out to borrow a phone to reply.

For this reason, Ning Weimin, who has extremely rich experience in the information society, had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, when Keiko Matsumoto came back, he brought back an unexpected news.

This meal is probably going to end early.

"I'm very sorry. We may not have much time today, so we can only sit down for another 10 minutes. I have to go to NHK TV to discuss work with the producer."

"It doesn't matter, it's still important to work."

Ning Weimin insincerely showed his masculinity.

But then again, he was indeed a little curious.

"Is Miss Qingzi going to be on TV? What program? Can you make a preview in advance? I will watch it on time."

"Everything hasn't been settled yet. If it goes well, I may be on a variety show, and there will be a New Year's Red and White Song Concert."

"That's really congratulations. NHK is Japan's official TV station. It's a bit like our country's CCTV. The Hongbai Song Festival is equivalent to our Spring Festival Gala. Congratulations. Being on such a program proves that you are still very popular. "

"Hey, no. Everything is still unknown. It's just a possibility. The main reason is that another actor who was supposed to participate in the Red and White Song Concert had an accident. I need at least three months of training before I have a chance."

"I believe everything will go well. Although it is a bit wrong to say that, I am really happy for Ms. Keiko. Take advantage of this opportunity. I really look forward to seeing you on TV."

Speaking of which, Ning Weimin was about to stand up.

"Okay, let's not sit, let's go now, we can't make you late. What if it's hard to call a taxi."

"You don't seem to have eaten well. Eat something more, don't be in such a hurry." Keiko Matsumoto stopped.

"It's full, it's delicious. There's so much left over, it's all because the boss is too enthusiastic and sent too many dishes."

Ning Weimin shook his head, and said without any pretentiousness, "Hey, it doesn't seem good to waste, will the boss be angry? Why don't you wait for a while, I will pack these things, take some away, and go back slowly Eat. Don't laugh at me, I'm from a poor kid."

"Why? It's good not to waste food. My family also had a hard life when I was young."

Keiko Matsumoto didn't underestimate her, and even offered to help.

Ning Weimin couldn't help but said, "Actually, you eat less. How about you? Have you eaten well? Don't just starve yourself for the sake of your body."

"It's ready. I've eaten more than usual."

Just like that, the two of them quickly cleaned up. Finally, Ning Weimin turned his attention to the beer mug.

"Then there's a little wine left! Come on, let's drink! I wish you success!"

Matsumoto Keiko happily picked up the wine glass, lightly touched Ning Weimin's wine glass, raised her head and drank it down.

The warm yellow light reflected on her delicate melon-seeded face, full of seductive wateryness.

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When the two of them came out of the restaurant, it was a quarter to eight.

It is the time when there are the most diners in the streets and alleys, and noisy Korean words and merchants' solicitations can be heard everywhere.

During this time period, all those who like evening activities came out.

So there are more taxis on the street.

Ning Weimin, who was carrying two large sacks of food, enough to guarantee three days' rations, accompanied Keiko Matsumoto, and stopped a car very smoothly.

I didn't waste any time, so I definitely won't be late.

But even so, Ning Weimin, who got into the car, felt a little uncomfortable and depressed.

Not for anything else, mainly because he didn't get what he wanted for the meal.

When he went to pay the bill just now, the proprietress actually told him.

Because the restaurant has been helped by Keiko Matsumoto many times, they don't have to pay for their meals, and it will always be free for Keiko Matsumoto.

So when he left, Ning Weimin, who knew that Keiko Matsumoto had played tricks on him again, wanted to put fifty thousand yen on the table.

But in the end, the shrewd proprietress found out and forced it back.

This made Ning Weimin understand that Matsumoto Keiko would do similar actions every time, and the proprietress had long been on guard.

So this little boy who eats soft food, he just can't do it if he thinks wrong.

When the co-author came out this time, not only did he eat for free, but he also agreed to accept gifts.

And this taxi, because he had to drop him off first, he might not have the chance to pay, and he still had to pay for it.

Look at the trouble, he clearly set himself up as a promising young man with great ambitions, a business wizard.

But all of a sudden, he actually lived a life that depended on his looks and didn't have to work hard.

Doesn't this mean that he went to Japan to be a male publicist?

Traveling back and tossing for several years, I will never earn myself the life of a duck king, will I?
Just as he was thinking wildly, suddenly, Matsumoto Keiko approached him on his own initiative, and Ning Weimin couldn't help but wake up.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little dizzy, can I borrow your shoulder to lean on?"

Matsumoto Keiko said quite drunkly.

"Ah? Ms. Qingzi, is it all right?" Ning Weimin put on a bit of pretense, but in fact his worry was fake and his joy was real.

"It's okay, I just want to lean on for a while and take a rest. Get off the car and breathe the fresh air and you'll be fine."

"Then... ok. Go ahead."

With two hands gently wrapping around his left arm, Matsumoto Keiko also leaned on his shoulder.

Ning Weimin was really dizzy, almost showing his true emotions.

To tell the truth, it was too dangerous for him to experience this kind of depravity firsthand.

It can be said that if there is such a gentle, delicate and beautiful star big sister around anyone, no one can bear it.

It's really addictive, and I want to keep being so decadent and depraved.

For two days a day, once or twice is good. After a long time, can it still be pulled out?

Who still has the mind to be busy with serious business!

In his life, he will definitely not be troubled by money.

Originally, he thought that the matter of being trapped by love would not be on his shoulders.

He is destined to roam the flowers and become a hero who owns a vast forest.

But looking at it now... I'm afraid this matter is a bit suspenseful.

He didn't seem to be so persistent with the original plan.

Feel the snuggle of warm and fragrant nephrite with your shoulders, smell the soothing and fresh female fragrance with your nose, and look at the half-moon hanging in the comfortable night sky outside the car window.

Not daring to move at all, Ning Weimin, who pretended to be a gentleman, suddenly felt something in his heart.

He used to hear people say, "To find a wife, you need to find a Japanese woman." At this moment, he seemed to understand why.

But even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe that it is common for Japanese women to be as considerate, gentle, cute, and good at understanding people like Keiko Matsumoto.

No matter how you think about it, that sentence is the most reasonable saying.

When I was young, I didn't know how my sister was good, and I mistakenly regarded girls as treasures.

(End of this chapter)