Chapter 120 Missed Opportunity
On TV, Yuko Tanaka, dressed in a kimono, was smiling and talking happily, but perhaps because it was her first time on such a large-scale live show, her eyes seemed a little nervous.
This year, due to the explosive ratings of "Sister Pony", she was also invited to attend the Red and White Songs Festival as a guest judge.
It's just that because she is an actress, not a singer, she can only play the supporting role. The interview shot was just a flash.
Shirakawa Kaede was the only one in the apartment, and Kotaro was probably already drifting in Shinjuku and had lost contact.
He was alone, holding a bag of snacks, and watching the Red and White Songs Contest, which most Japanese families were watching at the moment, with boredom.
"Ding ding ding~" The midnight bell has rung, coming from the TV and from the temple outside.
Baichuan Feng raised his wrist and checked the time.
Hello, 1980.
Picking up the remote control and turning off the TV, he put on his coat and prepared to go out.
There is not much time left for the agreed time. According to the calculation, it is almost time to set off.
From Asakusa to Yoyogi-Uehara, it almost spans the most prosperous area of Tokyo, and the trams and subways have long been out of service.
There was no other way. On the streets in the early morning of winter, Baichuan Feng could only stamp his feet and wait for a taxi on the side of the road.
The white breath I exhaled instantly dissipated in the cold wind. Is it time to buy a car?
After all, he is the president of a company, so it shouldn't be excessive for him to buy a more high-end business car.
As he thought about it, he shook the ten thousand dollar bill in his hand. Finally, the noble Prince Shotoku was much more useful than Shirakawa Kaede's face.
A yellow taxi drove over from a distance. Baichuan Feng, whose face was already runny from the cold wind, couldn't wait to open the door and get in the car.
"Are you going to Shinjuku?"
"Eh?" Shirakawa Feng was stunned for a moment, "Let's go to Yoyogi Uehara."
"Yoyogi-Uehara , it's not cheap there." The driver advised enthusiastically.
Uncle, you really understand.
Bai Chuanfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He smiled and responded, "But the quality is good."
"Young man, you know a lot," the driver looked surprised.
"I know a little bit~I know a little bit~" Baichuan Feng waved his hand modestly.
Don't slander me, I don't understand.
"But if you want to know where the most complete variety is, of course it's Roppongi..."
The driver who came next seemed to have met a kindred spirit, and began to talk incessantly about the differences and characteristics of various colors of tea.
And in less than half an hour, Baichuan Feng, who was sitting in the back row, enriched his reserves of various strange knowledge several times.
With the driver's skilled driving skills, the vehicle arrived at the destination quickly. Before saying goodbye, Shirakawa Feng smiled and waved to him in the uncle's eyes.
"Brother, let's communicate more in the future~" The driver did not forget to say another polite word before leaving.
Alas, Tokyo’s winter is not cold at all.
Tightening his coat, Shirakawa Feng headed straight for the single-family house he had visited last time.
Coincidentally, he had just arrived at the door, and Tanaka Yuko, wearing a windbreaker, had just gotten out of a taxi.
Under the dim street lights, the exhaled breath turned into mist and dissipated.
Maybe because she arrived too quickly, the Japanese-style bun that she had just seen on TV was still preserved intact.
Even through the corner of the windbreaker showing, you can vaguely make out the inner collar of the kimono.
"Senior sister is very punctual."
"So does Shirakawa-kun."
The two smiled at each other, and the cold night didn't seem as lonely and unbearable as before.
The rumbling sound of the engine gradually faded away, and when Baichuan Feng got closer, he could even see the tip of her nose which was slightly red from the cold.
Just as Tanaka Yuko was about to say something, Shirakawa Feng had already walked up to her, opened his arms, and hugged her tightly.
"Ah!" A scream rang in my ears, and the soft body in my arms suddenly became stiff.
However, Baichuan Feng didn't care. He just hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head slightly. The faint fragrance lingered at the tip of my nose, accompanied by a slight itch from the disturbed hair.
Gradually, the body in my arms became soft again, and there was a feeling of pressure from two arms on my back.
After an unknown amount of time, Shirakawa Feng even had the illusion that the cold night had become scorching hot.
"That's it." There was a patting sound from behind.
" Hai " Baichuan Feng gently let go of the figure in his arms.
The curved eyebrows, the watery eyes, the indescribable charm. The delicate face is so close before my eyes, so close that I can feel the slight tremor of each other's breath flowing through my skin.
The surge in Baichuan Feng's heart burst out again, he lowered his head and used his lips to find that touch of softness.
“Hmm…”
The figures in the cold wind merged into one again.
…
On the sofa, Shirakawa Kaede was fiddling with a pink machine. Well, his own Flashman.
This was purchased by Yuko Tanaka to support his career, and judging by the packaging on the side, it must have been purchased not long ago.
But the instruction manual with Seiko Matsuda’s print advertisement that came with the packaging disappeared.
He glanced around casually, uh..., what's that in the trash can?
Baichuan Feng felt that he might be dazzled and couldn't see clearly.
He pushed the trash can under the table with his toes. It was better not to show up at this time.
“Dinner is ready~”
Yuko Tanaka, wearing an apron, came out of the kitchen with dishes in her hands, smiling.
"Thank you for your hard work, senior~" Baichuan Feng, who was feeling guilty, immediately stood up and sat down at the dining table after hearing this.
Although it was almost one or two in the morning, he still hadn't had a proper dinner.
I just had some quick snacks in the apartment and now I'm starving.
"As long as Shirakawa-kun doesn't mind."
Tanaka Yuko has seen Shirakawa Kaede's Chinese cooking skills, but as women, especially Japanese women of this period, cooking is also a necessary skill for them.
"Chicken tempura, grilled steak, miso soup~ they look delicious."
They were all home-cooked dishes, but looking at them, Shirakawa Feng felt an inexplicable sense of security. Perhaps this was the feeling of home?
“Then I’m going to start.”
"Hayi~"
"By the way, Shirakawa-kun, would you like some sake?"
"Hey, Senior likes to drink?"
"A little bit" Yuko Tanaka gestured a universe between her fingers.
“I really didn’t expect that.”
However, it turns out that Tanaka Yuko's drinking capacity is indeed a universe. Shirakawa Feng has fallen down, but she is still full of energy.
Looking at Shirakawa Kaede lying on the sofa, Tanaka Yuko doubted whether he was really from Akita.
Isn’t it said that men from Akita never get drunk?
Shaking her head, she staggered into the bathroom, a little tipsy.
After a while, she brought a basin of hot water and carefully wiped his face with a towel. Then she took off her slippers and repeated the previous action.
After doing all this, Tanaka Yuko, with misty eyes, could no longer hold on. She yawned and fell beside him.
…
In the morning, Baichuan Feng, who had a splitting headache, rubbed his forehead and slowly got up.
Hmm? Feeling something unusual beside him, he subconsciously turned his eyes away.
There, Yuko Tanaka was sleeping soundly, and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if her sweet dream had been disturbed.
After being stunned for two seconds, Shirakawa Feng realized that this was not an apartment in Asakusa, but the residence of Yoyogi Uehara Tanaka Yuko.
After waking up, Baichuan Feng's first reaction was to look at his own clothes, and then at her clothes.
Alas~ Why are they all wearing clothes? Baichuan Feng was a little disappointed.
No, I must practice my drinking capacity in the future and not always miss good opportunities.
