Chapter 7 Section VII

Section VII Because his elder brother, who was scheduled to get married in June, was going to hold an engagement ceremony, Koji had to ask for a day off from work.It is said to be an engagement ceremony, but it is not like the exchange of money and other engagement gifts between the two families in the past. It is just that the two families sit together and have a meal.But my mother did her best with extraordinary posture, and filled the table with delicacies, and some dishes were served on tableware that Koji had never seen before.The barreled Japanese wine provided by the other party was delivered to the Koji family during the day. The men began to drink it in the evening, and they were already drunk, but during the meal, my father still opened the famous French wine Margot.

My brother's fiancée is also a doctor like my brother, and they both work in the same university hospital.Although she doesn't look very good and her mouth is surprisingly big, Koji thinks her personality is quite likable, and she can drink quite well. "Are you really not going to travel?" Mom asked.Zaoji—the name of Koji's future sister-in-law—had just put a piece of steak into his mouth, when he heard his mother's question, he immediately wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and replied with a sweet smile, "Well, you can travel anytime." It is said that both of them are very busy and have no time to travel.

"What paper is Longzhi writing now?" Early Ji's father asked.He is the chairman of a cosmetics company, so he probably just asked casually, but Geng Er's brother explained to him seriously. "Can I have some more food?" Without further ado, my mother put the fragrant hot butter mixed with carrots, peas and mushrooms on the early plate. Geng Er came to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and listened to everyone talking about the wedding ceremony and new house, he couldn't help thinking, "Sooner or later, I have to bring someone back. I don't know what will happen then."

Geng Er's elder brother is eight years older than him. After entering high school, the relationship between the two brothers is not very close, and of course it is not a bad relationship, but Geng Er believes that he and his elder brother are two types of people with different personalities.From Geng Er's point of view, my brother is too incapable of asserting himself, or is too docile.Although there is a large age difference between the two, in Geng Er's memory, the two of them have never blushed.Since he was a child, whenever Geng Er asked him for toys or candies, he would lend them to Geng Er—or simply give it to Geng Er, even though he knew that no matter what, once it was in Geng Er’s hands, it would become worthless Bad.

"In the future, it will be the employment of Geng Er." Unexpectedly, Zao Ji's mother would talk about herself, so Kou Er quickly dealt with it perfunctorily with a silly smile. What a long night.Everyone moved from the dining room to the living room and started eating cakes again.As if it had been agreed, everyone opened the photo album.As a result, the mischievous history of this "naughty brother" was revealed one by one, and Koji had no choice but to play his role well, smiling embarrassingly from time to time, or justifying himself. Grandma went back to the bedroom to rest first, but the other party was still very interested and didn't seem to want to leave at all.It wasn't the brother and his fiancée who had delayed the meal so long, but their fathers, perhaps because the alcohol had played a role.Zao Ji's father was not tall, but had good facial features. To borrow what his mother later said, he had a "Russian face", which is somewhat vivid.However, Koji felt that his appearance and movements always gave people a feminine taste, which formed a sharp contrast with his father's tall figure, powerful arms and golf-tanned skin.

After eleven o'clock in the evening, under the constant urging of Zao Ji's mother, Zao Ji's father decided to get up and say goodbye.At this time, the mother took out the jewel-encrusted brooch she had used when she was young, and ignored her father's objection that it was inappropriate. .Seeing this scene, Geng Er, who was on the side, couldn't stand it. When sending the three of them to the gate, Zao Ji's father suddenly stopped and bowed deeply to Geng Er's family. "This child is not sensible, please forgive me." This was just a polite way of saying it, and it wasn't meant for Geng Er, but Geng Er was shocked.The three members of Zao Ji's family bowed together at the gate, making Geng Er feel as if the other party had completely entrusted his daughter to his family.

"Where, where." Geng Er's parents hurriedly bowed their heads.Geng Er and his elder brother also followed behind and bowed together, but the rhythm was much slower, which made people feel nondescript. "Yes, there is also a dowry gift." Yuri sighed while dressing quickly as usual, "It's a decent family after all, and it's still doing this until now!" Geng Er hurriedly said something decent or not, and casually lit a cigarette. "It's very respectable, even now it's still a dowry gift." The bed wasn't too messy and the bedspread was only halfway up, so it looked like it had just been made.

"Is not it?" Yuri had already put on her underwear.Kouji reached out and grabbed Yuri's arm, "Don't rush to get dressed yet." Koji put out his unsmoked cigarette in the ashtray, and the afterglow of the setting sun lightly sprinkled the whole house. "What are you doing?" "I still want to see it again, and hug it again." Yuri tilted his head and thought for a moment without answering, then got up and put on his jeans. "I have to wear it?" "Ok." Yuri replied bluntly, and quickly put on a black pullover and gray socks.

"why?" "How embarrassing." Answer without hesitation.Although some donkeys don't match the horse's lips, Geng Er is very satisfied.That's what he likes about Yuri -- decisiveness. Kimiko is different.When the two are together, they are always completely naked.They all think that clothes are too much of a hindrance, and they call them "burden".It was so hard to see him once, why did he put on the "burden" that he just took off in a hurry. "but……" Yuru straightened her short hair with her hands and said, "If it were me, I probably wouldn't want that gemstone pectoral. I always feel that such a gift from my mother is terrible."

Although Koji knew that Yuri didn't mean anything malicious, he still couldn't help but get angry. The history of poetry once read Graham Green's "After the Affair" when she was at this age. She said that this book made a huge change in herself. Tou finished reading it the day before yesterday.During the long spring break in March, there was nothing particularly important to do, so Tou found out the books he wanted to read before and started reading.I like to read - this may be the only common point between myself and Shishi. Classical music also started to be listened to under the influence of the history of poetry, as did the four photobooks.

Toh sometimes feels that the history of poetry is like a small and elegant room, and he hopes that he can stay in this room forever. The house is very quiet, there is no one else except Tou.The washing machine that has been spinning for a whole morning has finally stopped now.Since childhood, Tohru has often been unable to put on clean clothes in time.So for several years, I have been washing clothes by myself, and my mother can't count on it.The clothes she asked her to wash always piled up in a big pile, and finally stood there intact. Through walked into the bathroom and took out the washed clothes from the drum washing machine.The freshly washed clothes are fluffy and soft, exuding a faint fragrance. Passed my twentieth birthday last week.His birthday was not much different from usual, he read for a while, took a nap, and cleaned the room.Later, my father called to ask me what I wanted, and Toh replied that I didn't want anything.The next morning, my mother also called to ask questions, and Toh's answer was the same as yesterday.twenty years old.He has become a legally recognized adult, but Toru doesn't feel the slightest excitement. Tou really wants to see the history of poetry.Imagine frowning slightly (the frown is so elegant) saying that he hates snow. That day, Shi Shi's husband drove Tou back home.The snow had stopped at that time, and Tou sat in the back and looked through the car window at the snowdrifts that had been stained by snow plowing.He still clearly remembers that the neon lights in the distance can be vaguely seen through the discontinuity of the highway guardrail, and the colors are particularly bright. Although the road is not easy to walk, but the car is very stable.It was warm inside, and the seats were covered with moss-green leather, and it was very comfortable to sit on. Shi Shi sat in the passenger seat, and she didn't speak much along the way.From time to time, her husband asked her some questions, such as whether there should be vacant seats in that concert hall, whether there are flowers for Amran, and so on.Whenever her husband asks questions, the history of poetry will always answer them one by one happily. "What song does Xiao Tou like?" Shishi's husband glanced at Tou through the rearview mirror and asked, but Tou suddenly didn't know how to answer, "I like everything." Because I couldn't find a better way to say it, Tou responded casually. The Shishi couple also said some things that they couldn't understand, such as who do you want to see next week, can I go too, and so on. It was already late at night.There are not many cars on the road, but they just can't reach home.The music and the noise in the bar just now faded away like a dream. Kouji went to work part-time at the department store where he worked part-time at the end of last year.Same as last time, this time I'm also a shipping clerk in the warehouse. Because I already have experience, the salary is a bit higher than last time.However, the workload is not much larger than that at the end of last year, and it is very easy.Koji just regarded it as a job during spring break. Since I have become familiar with the director, and the other part-time partners are different from last time, there are a few more smart and capable people, and the work becomes easier. But then again, although the shipment volume is not as strong as the year-end overwhelming momentum, it is spring after all. In addition to the usual delivery items, there are also "new daily necessities" such as quilts and tableware. There are enough types of "children's products" such as congratulatory gifts and Children's Day dolls, and "gardening products" such as soil and fertilizer flower pots. Geng Er's task is just to ship the goods—just move the goods out of the designated warehouse and pile them up, and he is not responsible for packing them.But I don't know why, after a day, my hands become very rough, full of cuts and stains, and the skin is extremely rough.Yuri said that his hands "are the hands of working people". Although he didn't speak in an offensive tone, he still gave him a gift-a bear-shaped nail brush. Koji often wakes up early in the morning to play tennis with Yuri.The tennis school Yuri frequented was only open to non-members who did not pay expensive fees from seven to nine in the morning. Koji had never learned tennis, he just played with Yuri, but even so, he rarely lost to Yuri who had three years of tennis history. The evening job at the pool court was still going on.Hashimoto once persuaded Kouji to ruin his body if he went on like this, but Koji thought it would be a matter of the future, if he was afraid of a certain possibility, he would really be unable to live. "Did you come here at the end of last year?" When a tall man who looked like a water ghost greeted Geng Er, he was standing in the corridor in front of the warehouse.It was the break time at that time, and Kouji was about to smoke a cigarette in the smoking room, and then called Kimiko.Although I can't see Kimiko for the time being, it's good to hear her voice. "student?" the man asked.Looking at his badge, I know his name is Yamamoto.Yamamoto wears a sweatshirt and baggy nylon shorts. "Are you going to the smoking room?" As he spoke, Yamamoto took out a crumpled Seven Star cigarette from his pocket, and walked towards the smoking room first. "Let's celebrate for you, isn't it your birthday?" When Shi Shi called in the evening, Tou's birthday had already passed two weeks. "How about tomorrow night? Is there anything you want to go?" Tou feels that these two weeks are the distance between himself and the history of poetry, and he feels that this is the reality. "Anywhere." Tou replied, "Anywhere is fine as long as I can see you." Shi Shi paused for a moment, then said briskly, "Okay, I'll call you tomorrow night." So, it was only three o'clock, while enjoying the abundant sunshine in the living room, Tou waited for the phone call.It's an incredible wait, Toh thought, flipping through the women's magazines her mother had left there after reading.Although waiting is a painful thing, it is much happier than when there is no expectation.Because this waiting is connected with the history of poetry.Although the history of poetry is not here, but Tou feels that she is in front of her eyes, as if she is embracing herself.It seems that I am really fascinated by the history of poetry.Mom's women's magazine is heavy in her hand, and it mainly publishes content such as scenic spots for viewing cherry blossoms, overall kitchens, and various fruit wines. Every time he pushed open the big and heavy door of "Laffney", Tou always felt nervous and excited all of a sudden.Of course, this is only a momentary event, and others (should) not be aware of it, but every time Tou feels this way, he can't help feeling flustered in his heart. The history of poetry has not yet arrived.The light in the bar is dim, and the music played is very low, mostly old tunes.Tou sat down on the stool and ordered gin. When a glass of wine is finished, the epic arrives. "I'm sorry, a friend came when I was about to go out." Shi Shi said as he took off his jacket and handed it to the waiter, then sat down. "From the store?" Shi Shi said yes, then took a deep breath, looked at Tou affectionately and said, "I really want to see you!" My heart felt hot, but then I heard another sentence, "I'm so thirsty!" Toru was a little disappointed, because the following sentence was also full of affection. Shishi's nose is small, and the bridge of his nose is not too high.If you give her a statue, the nose can be shaped with a light pinch.Tou felt that he especially liked noses like Shishi. "Tell me, what have you been doing these days?" Shi Shi took a sip of vodka and asked, "There is nothing to say." At this time, Tou always regrets that he has nothing to talk about to the history of poetry. It would be great if he could tell the history of poetry about his work or busy university life. "I watched "After the Affair"." Tou said, staring at the cleanly wiped glasses and cushions on the table. "how do you feel?" "...It's quite interesting." "Really?" "I don't feel like I'm reading much." Shi Shi tilted his head.Tou immediately felt that he should explain again, "When I read it halfway, I feel like I understand it, but after I finish it, I don't understand it anymore." The history of poetry is still very puzzled. "How can that be done? Tell me in detail, what did you understand halfway through the reading, and what did you not understand after reading it?" It can be seen that the history of poetry is very curious.Tou began to try to recall the content of the novel, while Shi Shi waited patiently aside. "The mood of the protagonist's lover." Tou finally answered, Shishi raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard it, "Unexpectedly." Shi Shi said and laughed alone, then closed his eyes for some reason, and said, "But it's no wonder." After a while, she opened her eyes again and looked at Tou and said, "It's incomprehensible to other people's mood. Take me as an example, I don't think it's weird." Tou didn't know why the history of poetry was so emotional, he just felt that the ending of the novel made people feel particularly uncomfortable. "Also, I quite like the lover of the protagonist in the novel." The history of poetry added. After leaving Laphne, the two went to a western restaurant in Roppongi.The first time Tou went there, the seat was reserved under the name of Shishi. The two sat down, and when the waiter brought champagne, Shi Shi congratulated Tou on his birthday.History of Poetry congratulated Tou on his birthday three times - his eighteenth birthday, his nineteenth birthday, and this time tonight. The restaurant is spacious and well furnished.It's just that the names of the dishes on the menu are weird, and people don't quite understand what the dishes are. "It might look a bit pretentious, but it tastes pretty good." After ordering, the poet said, "And it's still open at night." For Tou, the most important thing is that the history of poetry is by his side, and everything else doesn't matter. Tou noticed that Shi Shi turned off his mobile phone on the way to call.He is very happy that History of Poetry can learn the lesson from last time. The food here is really good.This is not surprising, of course there will be no problem with the place chosen by the epic. "then……" Cutting pieces of meat through the table knife, he finally spoke out what was on his mind. "It was a pity to have to go home then." Shi Shi didn't speak, just put a mouthful of food into his mouth with a smile, and then drank a mouthful of red wine.After a while, he said, "It's more than a pity." Hearing what Shishi said, Tou was immediately intoxicated by happiness. After sending Shi Shi home tonight, will she let herself into the house, or push herself into the taxi again? A little drunk, Tou was thinking in his heart.