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When the plane landed, Xiao San quickly took out his mobile phone and checked how long he had been on the plane.

"It's still a while, let's go and have a look first."

After walking out of the airport, there were quite a few taxis parked by the side of the road, Xiaosan stopped one casually, and then reported the address.

The car was moving slowly, Xiaosan sitting on the back seat, looking at the scenery outside the lathe, the bright sunshine and fresh air, he could not help but close his eyes, and took a deep breath of air.

"Where did the guest come from?"

"Tokyo."

"Tokyo, it's quite far away, are you here for vacation?"

"That's it."

.......

After arriving at the homestay he reserved, Xiaosan found that several people were already standing at the gate of the courtyard, but when he looked over, he found that this group of people, except for a boy wearing glasses, was almost all women.

When Xiaosan entered the courtyard, the group of people looked at Xiaosan in surprise, looked at him with curious eyes, then lowered their heads quietly, peeping twice.

There is a wooden sign at the door that reads 'Sujia' and 'Xinxiang', surrounded by a stone wall surrounded by lush green plants, cicadas singing and hiding in the palm trees, singing continuously.

When the group in front entered the house, Xiaosan walked in slowly.

"Xiaokui, take the guests to the guest room."

The middle-aged aunt, who seemed rather kind, gave a soft call to the courtyard, and a pretty girl appeared in the house, and then led the group of people in front to leave the living room at the door.

There are a lot of tables and chairs in the living room, which is probably a place for boarding guests to eat.

After everyone else had finished walking, Xiaosan walked over slowly.

"Qiuyue, I have an appointment."

"Welcome, please register here."

The polite words, with a thick local Okinawan accent, but not hard to hear, Xiaosan picked up the pen on the table and wrote down his name on it.

'Miyauchi, Ichijo, Koshigaya...'

When writing down his own name, he found the names in front of him, Xiaosan glanced casually, and then put down the pen in his hand.

"Please wait a moment, someone will take you to your room later, please sit down for a while."

There was nothing to do, Xiaosan was not in a hurry, so he pulled away the seat beside him, sat on it and waited.

As for the hospitable middle-aged aunt, she got back behind the curtain, as if she had other things to do, leaving Xiao San alone, sitting in the living room and waiting quietly.

After about a few minutes, the girl I saw before reappeared in the room.

"Ah, I kept you waiting, who are you?"

"Qiuyue."

"I understand. Your guest room is ready, please follow me."

Looking at the enthusiastic girl, Xiaosan, who was waiting in the living room with the fan blowing, nodded, followed the girl through the atrium, and walked towards the guest room.

"Please be careful where you step. This is between the blue snowflakes. Dinner starts at seven o'clock. Then please go to the cafeteria next to the hall to eat. Tea and pastries are prepared for guests in the room. Please feel free to taste them. In addition, bathrobes and pastries are also prepared. Towels, if you need anything else, please let me know."

After saying this, the girl bowed to say goodbye, and disappeared from Xiaosan's sight.

"......"

Xiaosan was left alone looking at the room in front of him, reached out and opened the door gently, and entered the room.

There is nothing in the clean and tidy room.

He put the luggage aside casually, then walked to the bed, collapsed on the bed, and sniffed lightly.

Can't tell if it's soap or the fragrance of laundry detergent.

He picked up the remote control on the side and turned on the air conditioner.

Except for the chirping of cicadas, everything is so peaceful and cozy....

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#39. Is there a place for that kind of leisure?

Qianhua and her family went abroad for vacation, and it will be at least a week after they come back. During this week, compared with the occasional phone calls and greetings in normal times, it is at least a little bit more leisurely.

A rare opportunity, Xiaosan, who has always stayed at home, also had a little thought, and then he pulled his suitcase and came to Okinawa.

After a tiring meal, I lay down in my room, and when I came back to my senses, the clear sky in the afternoon still changed to the setting sun in the west, and the orange-yellow sky in the distance made it possible to arrive in Okinawa. Xiaosan couldn't help feeling a burst of regret in his heart.

"I wasted a lot of time in the afternoon. Although I was a little tired, I just slept in the room for such a long time in the afternoon of the first day. It's a pity."

A week, neither long nor short, spent half a day in this room like this, which made Xiaosan feel a bit regretful.

He got up, turned over from the bed and stood in the room, glanced at the TV in front of him, narrowed his eyes slightly, showing a complicated expression, scratched his forehead lightly with his fingers, and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Looking at the simple room layout, except for the TV in the corner, a coffee table and the bed, and two chairs placed not far from the bed, there is nothing else.

Hyosan, who booked a double room, felt the loneliness that came at the same time as the night was about to fall.

"Do you really want to bring someone with you when you go on a trip? It's still too lonely after all if you're alone. There's no one to talk to at night."

Whispering softly looking at the sunset, the golden rays shine on the vegetation, the palm trees and those tall rice leaves in the distance seem to be covered with a layer of light gold, it seems that there is a kind of saying no The coquettish feeling that comes out.

Looking down at the hands on the watch, Xiaosan vaguely remembered that dinner started at seven o'clock, looked away, and then stretched out his hand to rub his cheek.

"Is there still half an hour to start eating? Go and wash your face first."

Stretched his body that hadn't recovered, confirmed the direction of the bathroom in his room, and walked towards the bathroom with a swing.

At seven o'clock, Xiao San, who was watching the Okinawa radio station in his room, heard a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, it's time for dinner soon, please prepare your guests."

"Come here now."

Responding, it was the sound of the footsteps gradually receding. Lying in the room, Xiaosan sat up, put on the clothes he carried, walked out of his room, and walked towards the room on the side of the hall .

The environment in Okinawa is much better than Tokyo, at least it is much better than Xiaosan's boring apartment environment.

The air is purified by the machine every day. Just smelling it is a dry smell with nothing. Even if the humidifier is turned on, it is as flat as water, and there is nothing worth mentioning at all.

Standing in the atrium, taking a breath of the fresh air mixed with the scent of unknown flowers and plants, Xiaosan missed the past.

"No matter where it is, the taste of the countryside is pretty much the same."

Thinking about the past for a while, he stepped into the cafeteria, only to find that there were already many people sitting in the cafeteria, and there were already nine people in the group of people he saw in the morning.

Xiaosan entered the cafeteria, sat silently in a relatively remote corner, quietly stretched out his hand to gently touch his cheek, stared at the picture book calendar hanging on the wall in a daze in the cafeteria, and didn't know what he was thinking about in his mind What.

After a while, the middle-aged aunt I met in the afternoon appeared in front of everyone, brought lunch to everyone in the cafeteria, and served dinner one by one according to the seats.

"Please enjoy."

"Well, thank you."

Seeing the girl who seemed to be the daughter of the hotel owner brought the dinner in front of him, Xiaosan nodded his head lightly in thanks, and then began to taste it.

The taste of the food is slightly different from what Xiaosan usually uses, but it tastes good. It may be local Okinawa cuisine. When eating alone, Xiaosan ate dinner slowly, then ordered a bottle of wine, and drank quietly alone.

"This is peanut tofu made with peanuts, this is grilled prawns, and this is Okinawa braised pork made from pork."

Listening to the conversation next door, looking down at the dinner on the table in front of him, Xiaosan's eyes fell on the peanut tofu, stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a small dot and put it into his mouth.

Adding soy sauce, the taste is indescribably subtle, a bit salty, but also very fragrant, making Xiaosan, who doesn't like salty taste, pursed the corners of his mouth for a moment, not knowing what expression to show.

Then glanced at the grilled shrimp.

He basically has no interest in seafood, not because he hates it, but simply because he is tired of eating it, so he doesn't have much interest.

Braised Pork...

He hates fat.

'Why does it feel like I've become very picky eater all of a sudden...Forget it, let's taste it first. '

At the other table next door, the shop owner's daughter chatted happily with those few people. Looking at it out of the corner of her eye, she finished her dinner quietly.

Pinch off the fat and leave it in the bowl, and the other foods are well used up.

"Thank you for the hospitality."

Putting his hands together, thanking him softly, he stood up and walked out of the cafeteria. He wanted to go out and see if there was anything to have fun around here.

The moment Xiao San stepped out of the cafeteria, the girl sitting in the cafeteria couldn't help but look at her friend beside her.

"Hey, Mushi, don't you think the person who left just now feels a little strange?"

"The one who left just now? Huh?"

Koshigu Xiaoju looked in the direction of the door, couldn't help but blinked, thought for a while, but found that he didn't know how to describe it.

"In short, it feels a little gloomy, like my brother."

"......"

Not far away, Koshigu Zhuo, who was eating quietly, noticed his gaze, raised his head, and found two subtle gazes. He always felt that the two gazes were somewhat malicious, but he was accustomed to it, and lowered his head. The head continued to eat his dinner quietly.

On the other side, Xiaosan, who left the B&B, walked on the small country island at night. It seems that the villagers in the vicinity are all engaged in B&B business, but it is rare to see other business places other than the B&B.

Even people walking outside rarely see people.

After stopping in his tracks, Xiaosan returned to the B&B with a little disappointment after a brief stroll outside, but before arriving at the B&B, he heard soft whispers, which seemed to be the conversation of a girl.

After getting closer for a few minutes, I saw two girls sitting together in the open space outside the hotel, as if they were talking.

"Because my mother said it would hurt the wall, so I was not allowed to practice against the wall."

"It's scary when you're angry."

"Then let me practice with you, anyway, I don't have anything to do right now."

There was a slight pause in the footsteps, and I looked towards the open space. The two girls were holding badminton rackets in their hands. They seemed to be playing badminton. Their eyes fell on the shopkeeper's daughter. After thinking about it, they didn't know the name of the other party What.

'The surname should be the 'Xinli', right? '

Looking at the two girls in the distance, Xiaosan was not noticed by the two girls because the sky was dark and he happened to be at the corner, avoiding the light. Playing badminton, the rough movements and reactions...,

There is no ornamental.

After watching silently for a while, he left here, went back to his room, and rested.

Leaving the shoes at the door, I entered the room wearing slippers, walked to the bed and thought for a while, but didn't think about what I should do. I took out my phone and glanced at the information on it.

No.

He continued to lie on his bed, pulled the quilt on his body, then closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep in a daze.

In the early morning, Xiaosan didn't sleep very well last night because he was a bit sleepy.

I woke up several times in the middle of the night, and I barely relaxed until the early hours of the morning. Not long after I fell asleep, I said 'Okinawa! Let Xiaosan, who closed his eyes and rested for a while, open his eyes.

Covering his forehead with his hand, he sat up slowly and looked at the scenery outside the window.

Time, eight o'clock.

"I didn't rest well at all, damn it."

With a wry smile, he put the watch on his hand, then slowly got up from the bed, put on his own clothes, washed up, and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast.

In the morning, the people who lived with him seemed to be going to experience various tourist projects in Okinawa. Xiaosan had nothing to do, but headed for the nearest beach, wearing a shirt and shorts, with his feet on It's slippers, so you don't have to worry about your clothes getting wet at the beach.

The blue sky, the shallow blue sea, and the sandy beach that turns golden yellow under the sunlight, look like a refreshing painting. Breathing the oncoming sea breeze, Xiaosan couldn't help but close his eyes. eyes, and walked towards the sea.

Stepping on the soft sand, I didn't take a few steps, but left a few deep and shallow footprints. I squatted down and poked my fingers lightly into the sand. The sun-shined gravel was a little hot.

The breeze blows along the sea surface, and fine gravel rises with the wind, sticking to Xiaosan's legs and arms.

Glancing at the sand floating in his hands, he didn't mind too much, and walked slowly towards the beach, stopping at the beach.

Picking up the camera hanging in front of him, he casually took a photo of the horizon, not sure what he was shooting, so he let go of his hands and let the camera hang in front of him rock.

For things like taking pictures, Xiaosan has no attachment or entanglement.

The scenery I have seen will only stay in the bottom of my heart and be stored in my memory. It is like a photo taken, and it is just to remind myself that I have been to this place before. any sense.