The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

The Miyamoto family's villa is the premier residence in the township. Even now that the family is lonely, the Miyamoto family is still the leading noble here.

But there is a saying that goes well, a phoenix falling into the water is not as good as a chicken.

According to the original rules, the collateral branch that once belonged to the Miyamoto family should come to visit the only daughter of the Miyamoto family.

But so far, no one has come to the door.

Occasionally, one came and asked her if she was married, intending to find a match for her.

In this regard, Miyamoto Yukiko was very calm and just sent the other party away with a smile.

In the past few days, she has been taking good care of Yu Xian's child on the bed, never leaving him. Taking care of a child is a troublesome thing, especially since he injured his buttocks and cannot move or get out of bed.

When it comes to eating, it's okay, just let him lie down beside the bed and feed him small bites with a spoon.

But when it comes to going to the toilet, it becomes embarrassing.

Yuxian Zhisheng finally realized why she cried in the car that day. At this moment, he was lying on the hospital bed, facing the soft Miyamoto Yukiko, looking like he was about to cry without tears.

If a person is so important in your heart, and you want to be 'perfect' in her heart, then you don't want the other person to see anything you think is dirty.

But there was no way, Yu Xian could only lie on his side, watching helplessly as Miyamoto Yukiko brought a plastic bottle and put it under him.

He took off his pants himself, and she did everything else.

Miyamoto Yukiko has never been in love, and the Miyamoto family has been extremely strict with etiquette since she was a child. She has never seen anything like that in a man. The first time she saw it was when the child changed his school uniform in front of her when he first arrived home.

But it was different, he was no longer a child, but a full-fledged teenager.

Although he will always be a child in her heart, she can clearly feel her heartbeat speeding up.

She let Yuxian Zhisheng hold her shoulders and support him lying on his side. She turned her eyes to the side and felt the weight of the plastic bottle in her hand getting heavier.

As for Yuxian Zhisheng, his face was buried in her hair, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.

"Are you ready?" Miyamoto Yukiko said softly.

"Not yet, I still want to pee." Yuxian replied naively.

It was drizzling at dusk outside, and the rain was very quiet.

In the distant sea, a whistle sounded.

"Okay," he said.

Miyamoto Yukiko put down the bottle, wring out the hot towel from the basin, and prepared to lower her head to wipe him clean. Suddenly, without any warning, she started crying again.

"It would be nice if I was the one who fell." She covered her cheeks with wet fingers and sobbed softly.

This is not the first time she has cried like this. The last few times, she said, 'It would be great if the pain could be transferred.' Every time Yuxian cried out that it hurt, she would cry.

Yukiko Miyamoto is a strong woman, but he is her only weakness.

"It's okay. The doctor said that you can just lie down for a few days and be fine." Yuxian Zhisheng comforted her and patted her shoulder.

"Yes." Yukiko Miyamoto raised her dancing eyes and began to wipe his lower body.

After finishing, she put the towel on the edge of the basin, then picked up the plastic bottle and walked out. Soon, the sound of the toilet flushing sounded in the bathroom on the second floor.

She returned and sat on the chair beside the bed, leaning forward slightly, lowering her eyes and looking intently at the boy on the bed without blinking.

The big red kite is still on the bedside.

Next year, put it on the spring sky, it will be beautiful.

"If you want anything in the future, tell me. Don't do dangerous things again, please promise me, okay?" Miyamoto Yukiko murmured blankly.

"Xuezi, I have what I want now." Yu Xian said with a naive smile.

"What?"

"I want your hug."

Miyamoto Yukiko really came to hug him. This was the first hug she gave him since Hanatori Fengyue arrived home.

"As long as you are fine, I'll be satisfied." She lay down on Yu Xian's childish sheets and hugged him with open arms, as if she was supporting a fragile bird in the nest.

At that moment, selfish thoughts surged into Yu Xian's childish heart.

If the two people have not met and she has a husband, she will definitely love the man as her husband deeply, keep no secrets, and dedicate everything.

But it was impossible for her to have that kind of feeling for herself. Her love for herself transcended everything, including soul, value, and life, but among them, her love for him as a man was not included.

Therefore, it is not bad to force her like this, pierce her heart with his own scars, tie her tightly to his body, and let her do whatever he wants to do to her.

He was terrified and excited by the idea.

He is bullying this lonely woman. No one can bully her, but he can. He is the most important person in her life. If he dies, she will die without hesitation.

Yes, you are not even afraid of the ultimate death, so what are you afraid of?

He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.

No sound was made, and the chest was empty.

After all, he still couldn't be that kind of person.

Because he really, really fell in love with this beautiful woman.

Together with her little thoughts, bad habits, dim and bright, everything about her is loved.

The saddest thing in the world is that when you fall in love with everything about someone, you can't ask for it so despicably.

Miyamoto Yukiko just wanted to raise him into a healthy and lively man. She is accepting the flowers, birds, and the moon little by little, trying to give away a little of her reluctant love for the little flowers and birds to enjoy. She loves Huaniao Fengyue not because she likes her, but because there are little Huaniao around, and the childish ones can indeed be taken care of very well.

This was a compromise in which she took a step back, willingly.

It was getting late, and Yu Xian huddled up in bed, staring at the pale and tired Xuezi, and said softly: "Xuezi, I want to sleep, can you tell me a story?"

Miyamoto Yukiko raised her head, unable to hide her fatigue: "Okay."

"Once upon a time, there was an ugly duckling..."

"I've heard this story eight hundred times. Let's change it to another one. I want to hear something I haven't heard before." Yu Xian said softly.

"Have you never heard of it..." Yukiko Miyamoto shook her head, held her forehead and sighed.

Her eyes fell on the bright red kite on the bedside. Gradually, her eyes became blurred, as if she remembered a nursery rhyme from her childhood.

When she was a child, her grandma would tell her this nursery rhyme every time she was sick.

"Moonlight Samurai." Yukiko Miyamoto whispered.

"Moonlight Warrior, what is it?" Yuxian became energetic.

"That's a little red warrior..."

1977, Japan, Niigata Prefecture, Honshu, Snow Country.

Thirteen-year-old Yukiko Miyamoto was sick and lying on the bed with her grandmother sitting next to her.

"Moonlight Warrior, what is that?" Little Xuezi asked angrily.

"Well, he is a little warrior in red. He is chivalrous and brave at a young age. In the dark night, under the moonlight, he is dressed in red and rides a bay-red horse. He travels around the world. When he sees injustice, he draws his sword to help. . Once the Moonlight Warrior rescued a little girl who accidentally entered the devil's nest. But the little girl didn't want to live, so the Moonlight Warrior took the little girl to see the river under the moonlight, the mountains under the moonlight, the flowers blooming under the moonlight, and the nature. It was so beautiful that the little girl changed her mind. She said, 'I like Moonlight Samurai.'"

"Wow, Moonlight Warrior is so powerful." Little Xuezi's eyes lit up.

"Grandma, will I be able to meet my Moonlight Warrior in the future?" she asked expectantly, her eyes twinkling, so beautiful, like the stars in the sky.

"I will definitely do it. Our Xuezi is so cute, I will definitely do it."

"Little red warrior, my moonlight warrior." Little Xuezi murmured and fell asleep.

Ten years later, Japan, Niigata Prefecture, Honshu, Snow Country.

Thirteen-year-old Yu Xian fell on his butt and lay on the bed, with Yukiko Miyamoto sitting next to him.

"This is the story of Moonlight Warrior." She finished softly.

"Wow, Moonlight Warrior is so awesome." Yu Xian couldn't help but sigh.

"Xuezi, I want to be your moonlight warrior." He said loudly, like a man standing upright.

...

A week later, Yuxian's childish injuries healed and he started bouncing around again.

"Why haven't you been posting enough lately?" Yukiko Miyamoto looked down at Sloth-kun, who was hugging his thighs.

"It's getting cold." Mr. Sloth said plausibly, "I'm afraid of the cold."

Since recovering from her illness, Yukiko has resumed her attitude of keeping her distance.

But it's much better than before.

"Zhisheng, I want to hear you sing." she said.

"Can I exchange stickers for performing and singing?"

"cannot."

Yuxian still sang to her. "Qilixiang".

"You know Chinese songs?" Xuezi said in surprise.

"snort."

Yu Xian patted her shoulder in a childish and old-fashioned way (reaching on tiptoes), as if to say, little girl, I have a lot of secrets.

"Zhisheng, can you buy me a bottle of oil?"

"Can I exchange for stickers when buying oil?" he asked eagerly.

Miyamoto Yukiko held a spatula: "No."

When she wanted a post, she came to him.

And when he took the initiative to stick it, she was unwilling.

Gentlemen, this is not fair.

Yuxian came to Snow Country just to do three things.

Fair, fair, fair!

...

After breakfast, Yu Xianzhisheng took Tian Kongkui to go fishing.

It was raining lightly today, the sun was not out, and the ultraviolet rays were not strong. So Yuzuru put on Aoi Takura a plastic suit that blocked the rain, and put on a baseball cap for herself.

Their mode of transportation is a newly purchased bicycle.

Hua Niao Feng Yue also wanted to go along, but was stopped by Yukiko.

Miyamoto Yukiko was going to take the little flower and bird shopping for groceries. She said that there were guests coming recently and she wanted to cook them herself.

"Male or female?" Yu Xian, who had just stepped on the bicycle, was startled.

"Male." Miyamoto Yukiko said.

Yu Xian was so angry that he asked, "Why do you cook for him?"

"Isn't it natural to cook for guests?" Miyamoto Yukiko didn't think it was anything.

"No, no, no." Yu Xian Zhisheng waved his hands desperately.

Aoi Takura, who was on the back seat of the bicycle, also imitated him: "No, no, no."

"Didn't you say that the food I cooked was unpalatable?" Miyamoto Yukiko smiled.

"You can't give it to others if it tastes bad." Yu Xian said loudly.

"Anyway, it's fine if others don't say it tastes bad."

Miyamoto Yukiko took the little flower bird's hand, like a mother and daughter, and went to the town to buy groceries sweetly.

Hua Niao Fengyue turned around and stuck out her tongue at him.

The road was uphill, and the wind from the sea blew the boy's hair into chaos.

Even so, he is still handsome.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Yuxian pedaled the bicycle with great effort.

When we arrived at the fishing spot, we started fishing with a pole.

Takashi Aoi sat on his lap, looking at the scenery like a porcelain doll.

One morning, I only caught a few small fish.

At noon, Miyamoto Yukiko came to bring him food and looked down at the fish basket.

"Hey, where's the fish?" She covered her mouth and snickered.

"Let it go." Yuxian Zhisheng puffed out his weak chest, "If you don't believe me, ask Xiaokui."

Tian Kongkui nodded, she could indeed testify.

Yuxian Zhisheng did release the fish, but they were all small fish.

A qualified fishing expert will not be interested in small fish. This is called fishing.

Miyamoto Yukiko said oh twice and drove back.

She smiled as soon as she got into the car.

It's not that she doesn't understand, she just doesn't want to expose this little man.

"Why can't I catch it?" Yu Xian looked worried.

People can't be unlucky forever, right?

Could it be that the gods are causing trouble? !

In the afternoon, Yu Xian stopped his work and did not go home immediately.

He rode his bicycle and took Takashi Aoi to the tram platform at Crescent Station.

There is only this solitary station in the vast wilderness.

Yuzuru locked his bicycle, took Aoi Takashi's hand, and got on the tram. Then he got off at Mishima Station, transferred to a bus for 15 minutes, and arrived at the fish market at the harbor.

I bought a few big, lively fish, and pretended to buy a few small shrimps, and put them into the fish basket. On the way back, I bought a bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts for Takatsuki under the railway bridge.

Then take the bus back along the same route.

As he passed the grocery store, he deliberately rang his car bell.

The two sisters in the store stuck their heads out.

"I really caught it, it's amazing!" said my sister.

Yu Xian got out of the car, picked the biggest fish, and carried it into his sister's hand.

"What do you mean by a gold medal fisherman?" He snorted and leaned back tactically.

"Why are there fish from the sea in the river?" my sister asked frankly.

Yuxian's childish expression was suffocated, and he was upset. This little girl knows how to deal with this.

"Lizi, the sea can accommodate hundreds of rivers." My sister rescued the fish in time, then looked at Yuxian Zhisheng, very grateful: "Thank you for the fish."

"They are all gifts from nature. If you want to thank me, just thank Mother Sea. Next time I catch a big fish, I will send it to you."

Yuxian pedaled his bicycle and returned home.

"Oh! I caught a big fish!" Huaniao Fengyue rushed over happily.

She glanced down and was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained her excitement.

The so-called qualified girlfriend means that she knows everything, but must give her boyfriend face.

"Yukiko, am I awesome?" Yu Xianzhisheng stood in front of Miyamoto Yukiko, who was knitting him a thick sweater for winter.

"Awesome, awesome." Yukiko Miyamoto said perfunctorily.

But this would already make him happy. He hugged Xuezi's thigh and rubbed the velvet stockings under her narrow skirt back and forth: "Then don't bring the guest home, just take him out to eat."

"Children, when did you become so stingy?" Yukiko Miyamoto put down the needle and thread in her hand.

"But I just don't want you to cook for others."

"Then let me do it?" The little flower bird who was slaughtering fish in the kitchen poked his head out.

Yu Xian gave her a naive look, and she made a face and shrank back.

Miyamoto Yukiko thought about it and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll go to town to eat then."

Yuxian happily threw himself into her arms, but she gently kicked him away.

There was still that medicinal smell in her lower abdomen.

"What kind of medicine is it?"

When it was time to take a bath in the evening, Yu Xian walked out of the tub and rummaged through the laundry basket.

Here are all the intimate clothes of the women in the family.

The girl's cotton underwear on the top belongs to Kaori Fengyue, and the other one has a cartoon bear pattern, which belongs to Aoi Takura.

Turning it down, there is a pair of narrow-waisted triangle bra, black, with lace embroidered on the edge.

There is no doubt that this is Yukiko Miyamoto's.

Miyamoto Yukiko kept applying ointment to her lower abdomen, and some would remain on her underwear.

Just like when she had to undergo a sterilization a long time ago, he was worried that she would do something strange again.

Yu Xian naively picked up her underwear.

It is indeed the special aroma of the ointment.

He wrapped his underwear in a bath towel and walked out. He didn't understand women's affairs, so he was going to let Hua Niao Feng Yue take a look.