I am a writer in Tokyo

Chapter 81

Xiuzi turned her head to take a look, and after a moment of surprise, she immediately greeted Ju with a smile from the corner of her eyes.

"Ah, Mr. Bei Dao, what a coincidence to meet you here."

Ju was also very surprised.

The world seems surprisingly small.

Also...has this become a trendy dedicated restaurant?
"Do you know?"

Boss Ito looked at the familiar greetings of the two people, but he was very puzzled.

Isn't this lady from another place?

Could it be that the boy's hometown is also in Izu?
"I just met today. At the station, Ms. Songlin didn't know the way, so I followed the direction."

"No, I'll trouble you, Mr. Bei Dao."

Looking at the two people greeting each other.

Boss Ito always felt that something was wrong.

But he couldn't tell for a while.

"How? Today?"

Bei Dao Kou sat next to Xiu Zi.

"It was surprisingly smooth." Xiuzi felt as if she was dreaming in retrospect: "It seems a bit unrealistic."

"I said your work was very good."

"Maybe it's because of Mr. Bei Dao's words of blessing." Xiuzi laughed.

"Maybe it's its blessing." Bei Daoju took out the puppet that Hideko gave him from his pocket and put it on the table.

The moment she saw the puppet, Xiuzi's eyes lit up.

"I think he should have a share of the credit." Xiuzi folded her hands together and prayed to the puppet.

"I prayed just now." Xiuzi pointed to the puppet: "I think it's because of its protection that I'm so lucky."

"Then next, it must also protect Mr. Bei Dao."

"All you need is a very sincere prayer, and your wish will definitely come true."

"I hope Mr. Bei Dao will get better and better."

Xiuzi spoke very piously, like a devout believer praying before the Buddha.

"Actually, basically..." Ju hesitated for a moment, he had never been very happy to say such things.

Especially with a stranger whom I just met, but I saw Xiuzi's pious prayer just now.

So then he decided to say it: "Normally people would describe me like before. Miss Songlin is very special."

"Maybe I've been like this since I was a kid."

Xiuzi looked away from the puppet, and her tone carried a strong sense of memory.

"When I was little, it was a shame to say it."

"Because the snow melted, I cried a lot."

"At that time, my family thought I was being bullied, and my father said angrily that he would go to school to argue."

"Then my mother tried many ways to comfort me and try to get me to say why I was crying."

"Then when they knew the real reason for my crying, they all laughed at me severely."

When Xiuzi talked about this matter, she clearly saw her miss.

She must have grown up in a loving family.

"So, from that time on, I found that I can perceive through some things." She raised her head slightly, and the light fell down the mandible.

Under the originally dim light, there are several shadows covering it.

A little more hazy.

Much better.

"I can often feel something else from the text."

"And there is no need to speak, as if you can touch the deepest things in other people's souls."

When she said this, Xiuzi turned her head slightly, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, her hair slipped down randomly, and then stuck to the corners of her mouth.

"So I can feel the sadness of the teacher in the small courtyard, and I can also feel..."

When she said this, she suddenly stopped talking.

He turned to look at the food that Boss Ito brought up on the table just now.

"These look delicious."

Kou didn't continue to ask.

He was carefully recalling what Xiuzi said just now.

Will you cry for the melting snow?

This may be a very literary statement.

Maybe, maybe because the piled snowmen melted away...

But anyway.

Hideko does touch on something deep.

It's a wonderful feeling.

He has always been repulsive to others wanting to know himself.

But this time...

Xiuzi didn't choose to say too much on the topic just now.

Instead, he was busy eating all the time.

It can be seen that she likes Boss Ito's craftsmanship very much.

Boss Ito also liked Hideko's reaction very much.

Diners keep eating, which is the biggest encouragement for chefs.

After calling the stop, Boss Ito boldly erased the change.

It was Xiuzi's most sincere thanks again.

"Does Mr. Bei Dao live here?"

Xiuzi suddenly remembered that he seemed to have come down from upstairs.

There was no sound of the door being opened.

Then just turn around.

"Yes, I'm currently living here."

"That's really a coincidence."

Hideko glanced at the puppet held in Koma's hand without any trace.

"By counting, Mr. Beijima, you are the first friend I met in Tokyo." Hideko liked to laugh.

"After finishing the draft today, the first thing I thought was that I might be able to live in Tokyo in the future.

It's a big city and not many people know each other.

Thank you Father for the puppets.

Helped me slowly realize my dream, and I am very happy to know Mr. Bei Dao.

So I hope that in the days to come, I will take care of you a lot.

I may be a constant nagging friend. "

Hideko Matsubayashi bowed to Kou in thanks.

The tone is very relaxed, and you can feel the sound of a stone falling to the ground in your heart.

She knows when to say something, as she said, she seems to be able to touch people's souls easily.

Kou also smiled when he heard that.

He motioned to Xiuzi for the puppet he held in his hand.

"I think the puppet should have heard it." He shrugged his shoulders: "Of course, I don't have many friends in Tokyo.

So if it is possible, I will bother a lot. "

Xiuzi smiled and got up to say goodbye.

She needs to find a place to stay.

Maybe, this will be her second hometown in the future.

Tokyo.

This steel forest.

I'm here.

Xiuzi raised her head and exhaled heavily, clenched her small hands into fists, and waved them fiercely into the air.

Mouth opened slightly.

But no sound came out.

It looked more like a girl in the night sky, clad in a halo, screaming at her destiny.

Boss Ito didn't say anything the whole time.

He leaned against the pillar with his arms folded and stood behind silently watching.

There has always been an indescribable feeling.

It's like when you're grilling, the sticks are just sprinkled with BBQ dip, nothing else.

There is a taste.

However, I always feel that I can't eat anything.

It's a bit uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)