Chapter 294 Time
The afternoon sun is not very hot, and the salty and humid sea breeze blows on my face.
The two of them sat casually on a piece of cardboard, and Linzhou looked into the distance.
This is already the third day in Neon. In this country that is so oppressive to the point of distortion, the two of them always maintain a leisurely pace.
Just like now, Linzhou suddenly stood up, found a shell on the beach, weighed it in his hand for a few times, leaned back, swung his arm and threw it hard.
"Go! Giant Clam Man!"
Jiang Xiyue sat there, saying nothing, just quietly watching Linzhou having fun there. There was a drawing board in front of her, and she was carefully outlining the shape of the coastline.
The paintbrush is like some kind of magical prop that can freeze time, freezing it in this sweet and leisurely afternoon.
But Linzhou was like a monkey, jumping up and down, throwing shells, and standing in the sun with his hands to show Jiang Xiyue...
Jiang Xiyue raised her head and smiled faintly after seeing Linzhou's appearance, and continued to wave her brush gracefully and calmly.
The time in the painting is frozen, but in reality, the sun sets in the sky along a predetermined trajectory.
At this time, two JKs came over. They were wearing long skirts that reached below their knees. They were of average looks, but their feet were turned inward due to their living habits.
Two girls were taking pictures with cameras and chattering about something.
But Linzhou couldn't understand because he spoke too fast.
But after seeing Linzhou, the two JKs came over with cameras and spoke very skillfully.
"Private Marseille..."
He understood what was said, but he still took out his passport from his pocket, showed it to the other person, and then shook his head slightly.
Jiang Xiyue, who was sitting next to them, also stopped painting and looked quietly at the two girls next to her, but she couldn't understand either, so she silently took out her mobile phone, opened the translation software, and handed it to Linzhou.
"If you use this, they might want you to help take photos."
After taking Jiang Xiyue's phone, Linzhou looked at the real-time translation on it and started talking with confidence.
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Can you please take a picture of us? I'm sorry to bother you."
"It's okay. It's fine."
Reaching out to take the girl's camera, Linzhou took a look at it. The pure white body of the camera was covered with all kinds of colorful stickers, and the camera's lanyard was pink with Doraemon printed on it.
How to put it, this fits his stereotype of Japanese girls.
Raising the camera, Lin Zhou was about to press the shutter when he discovered that the two girls on the small screen even had personalities that fit the stereotype.
The one on the left clearly had a confident smile on his face, while the one on the right not only looked a little restrained, but his expression was even very stiff. With nowhere to put his hands, he made a double V sign in front of his chest.
Just with this picture, Linzhou can imagine a twelve-episode campus animation drama.
But after hesitating for just a moment, he pressed the shutter.
After taking a few poses, the two girls took the camera returned by Linzhou and bowed slightly to express their gratitude.
"Thank you, this is for you and your girlfriend."
"She's not my girlfriend, she's my wife. We're husband and wife." Linzhou explained his relationship with Jiang Xiyue very seriously and reached out to take the gift handed to him by the girl.
It can’t be said to be a good thing, it’s just a small handicraft I made casually, probably something like a brooch .
When they heard it was their wives, both of them showed exaggerated expressions on their faces.
"Wow... I thought you were a couple of international students! You don't look like you're married at all."
This sentence also fits Linzhou's stereotype, but he nodded slightly, "We got married in college, and now it's a belated honeymoon."
"Well! Let's go then. Have a nice trip." The lively girl nodded and left with another girl.
Looking at the backs of the two young men, Linzhou suddenly felt like an old man.
It’s almost time to explode the gold coins.
The chirping sound gradually faded away, and Linzhou returned the phone to Jiang Xiyue, "Well, I'll give it back to you. How long will it take to finish the painting? We should go eat. If you don't give me food, I'll faint from hunger."
"It will be done soon. Just take care of this highlight." Jiang Xiyue answered softly, but her hands moved much faster.
After Jiang Xiyue finished painting and let the paint dry, the two of them set off.
It was a long way from the beach to the nearest izakaya, but none of them took a taxi and just walked quietly.
After all, the money for a taxi ride in Neon is enough for today's dinner.
Although you have enough money prepared, you cannot spend it like this. Saving is a good virtue.
Walking on the road, everyone around them looked hurried, and the two of them were walking in the same pace as in an animation.
Standing in front of the izakaya recommended by Sakurai Kei, Linzhou pushed the door and walked in, taking Jiang Xiyue to find a relatively quiet place to sit down.
You can also hear a few people from China who come here to work talking nearby.
But more of them are social animals...
After all, going home too early here would be considered a sign of not working hard, so most men would choose to have a drink or two at the izakaya.
Anyway, Linzhou couldn't quite understand this kind of behavior.
The clerk was a young man from Shenzhou. He stood in front of the two people and asked, "What would you like to order?"
"Whatever you like, have two beers first." Linzhou raised his head and started to order.
As for how this young man could tell that the two were from Shenzhou, it was a very simple thing. There was the school emblem of Jianda on the backpack that Linzhou was carrying.
But the young man showed a very difficult expression on his face.
"To be honest, none of them taste very good. I'll just give you some signature dishes."
"Just watch it. Are you an international student?" Lin Zhou asked casually ...
"Yeah, I really want to eat iron pot stew... I get hungry when I hear this accent..." The young man complained a few words and went back to the open kitchen to place an order.
But soon, a girl came out with two glasses of beer.
"Huh?"
After the voice was heard, Linzhou saw the girls he helped take photos of in the afternoon. Of course, it was one of them, the more introverted and shy one.
"We meet again."
"I don't speak Chinese..." the girl said very seriously, and then looked towards the kitchen anxiously.
The foreign student came out with a plate of fried peanuts and put the plate on the table. "This is a gift. All Chinese people who come here can have it."
"Thank you!" Linzhou greeted and stopped talking.
Because the guy was dragged away by the JK, and it seemed like he was about to say something in secret.
He picked up a peanut and put it in his mouth, then the two of them turned back. The young man stood in front of Linzhou with a very gentle tone.
"I'm not busy anymore. I'll have a couple of drinks with you guys. My girlfriend just told me that you two helped her and her bestie take photos today, and I really want to thank you."
"Okay, no problem." Linzhou nodded and agreed readily.
But he still looked at the guy with a strange look in his eyes, "Dude, you're a college student looking for a JK, that's awesome."
"Damn, you're an adult now, stop imagining things, she is only one year younger than me." The young man frowned and ran to the kitchen to continue working.
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After finally getting close, Linzhou held the cup and raised it towards Jiang Xiyue.
"Cheers, wife!"
"Well, cheers!"
Jiang Xiyue, who was sitting next to Linzhou, ate the soft and sticky food. Of course, she also ate a few peanuts. In a foreign country, this thing was considered the most delicious thing.
She supported her chin with both hands and just looked at Linzhou quietly.
The room was lively and this group of young people was very eye-catching. Soon, several office workers came over with cups in hand to toast with Jiang Xiyue.
But they were all rejected.
Only Linzhou symbolically took a sip with those uncles.
Looking at Jiang Xiyue who had completely hidden in the corner, Linzhou suddenly realized that he hadn't teased this girl for a long time.
After hesitating for a moment, a smirk crossed his face.
"Yueyue, you have to follow me closely these two days. If you are alone, you will run into a weird uncle. The weird uncle likes little loli like you the most."
"No." Jiang Xiyue shook her head gently and continued to shrink into the corner.
When Linzhou finished speaking, she thought of many comics she had read on Linzhou's computer. Those who bullied girls were usually greasy bald uncles, which was very scary.
Seeing that Jiang Xiyue was indeed a little scared, Linzhou held back the rest of his words.
He suddenly thought of a more important topic, "By the way, Yueyue, I want to ask you something, who can accompany a boy for his whole life?"
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Xiyue quickly gave an answer.
"Of course it's mom. When she first met you, she was also in her twenties and had no wrinkles on her face yet, but she must have been very happy at the time."
“Can you please not say such tear-jerking things when you’re happy?” Linzhou felt a little desperate. He suddenly remembered that when his family was in financial difficulty, his mother secretly transferred money to him.
It was only one hundred to two hundred yuan each time, but at that time he didn’t have a mobile phone that could receive money, so his mother would run to the bank to transfer the money to him.
There's no way to refuse.
Later he asked where the money came from. His mother said nonchalantly that she earned it from embroidery for others and showed him her fingers that were pricked by a needle.
So Linzhou picked up the remaining half glass of beer, drank it in one gulp, and then sighed slightly.
"Time flies by so fast."
Seeing Linzhou gulp down nearly 300 milliliters of beer in one gulp, Jiang Xiyue pouted her lips to the sky, "Stupid Zhou Zhou, you can't drink beer like this. Time is fixed and moves forward. Every choice cannot be repeated."
"I know. I feel a little sad when you say that." Lin Zhou regained his smile, put his hand secretly on Jiang Xiyue's leg, and continued to talk. "I remember that my mother didn't even breathe when she was holding a parent-teacher meeting on the sixth floor. Now I have to take a break every time I carry something home."
………
"Okay, go back and call mom tonight."
Looking into Linzhou's eyes, Jiang Xiyue picked up the cup in her hand and shouted to the busy young man.
"Brother, give me some more, forget it, just bring the bucket!"
