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"Oh, is it the city bus? It's over at the art museum." The girl suggested with a smile, "I want to take the bus too, so I'll take you there."
"Thank you very much." The calm man immediately put his hands together to express his gratitude, and the other person standing behind him bent slightly at the same time as the man almost simultaneously. The man pulled the people behind him to the girl, "Just call me Singto. He's Krist."
"Hi, I'm Apple." Apple replied immediately. Her eyes turned around the two curiously, "Are you traveling together?"
"Well, I'm here to see Hongfeng." Singto replied without letting go of Krist's hand. Krist looked at Singto probingly, then at Apple, and looked around as if he lost interest. He looked very well-behaved, and he didn't have the kind of reluctance to admit defeat when he was arguing with Singto just now.
Apple smiled: "There are indeed a lot of foreign tourists this season." She paused and explained, "I immigrated here with my parents when I was very young, and I am not considered a foreigner in terms of nationality. You are students ?"
"He's still a student." Singto shook Krist's hand, his voice was obviously doting, "I'm a junior, and I'll be busy in another year, so come and play first. We made an appointment before. "
"Oh, senior, you're here again, it sounds like you're much older than me." Krist finally couldn't help but leaned over and interjected. He put his arm around Singto, "Isn't it just one year older than me, isn't it just a jump, don't show me your fatherly love anymore, Sing Daddy!"
Singto didn't refute, but just looked at Apple with a smile on his face, "That's how he invites you to forgive me", which made Apple a little embarrassed. Apple pursed his lips, smiled and said to Singto: "So we are about the same age? I am a senior at Kyoto University."
"Really? I really didn't see it. I thought it must be younger than Kit." Singto looked seriously surprised, and the words he said were unexpectedly cute. Apple was coaxed into a nice smile, and only Krist hugged him. Holding Singto's hand and pursed his mouth.
Apple is a very enthusiastic person. On the bus, she quietly planned the route for Singto and Krist, and also recommended the scenery and food along the way. Coincidentally, even if she changed trains, she was still a walking distance away from the two of them. She stroked the hair beside her ear, turned her head and teased Singto softly: "Your kid doesn't seem to talk to me very much. Is he jealous?"
At the same time, the two turned their gazes to Krist, who was sitting opposite the two of them, who seemed to be having a fight. Singto sneered: "No, maybe Apple looks too much like his ideal type, and he dare not talk to you."
Apple doubts the authenticity of Singto's statement. She changed the subject and asked Singto: "Did you go to the Heian Shrine just now? Did you make a wish?"
"Yeah." Singto responded, looking at Krist who was already nestled aside and started playing the game.
With just one glance, Apple can probably guess what Singto is praying for. She laughed and joked: "From the conversation just now, I thought you would not pray to the gods for these things."
"I don't believe that gods can bless people who don't know how to work hard for their wishes." Singto showed Apple the guard hanging on the bag, and chuckled, "Whether it's Buddha or a god from a foreign country, as long as you are promising If you give your wish, the gods will always be on your side."
That is a simple peace keeping. Apple was about to say something, but just heard the name of the station where he was going to get off. The tram slowed down slowly. She stood up and waved to Singto: "Goodbye, it's great to meet someone who speaks Thai here. I wish you a happy couple." After speaking, she smiled playfully at Kris who looked up, Xiao Pao got out of the car and disappeared in an instant.
Singto and Krist looked back at Apple's back at the same time, and their eyes collided without warning. Krist quickly lowered his head and continued to play his game, Singto smiled, got up and sat next to Krist. He pushed Krist: "Kit? What's wrong Kit?"
"It's nothing, seeing how happy you are chatting with Ms. Apple, I don't want to disturb you." Krist replied sullenly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, implying that Singto was just a small affair between the two.
So Singto didn't mind obeying Krist's wishes: "Then guess what I just told her?"
"What did you say?" Krist, who was playing a game, asked casually.
"I told her..." Singto leaned close to Krist's ear and whispered softly, "You are mine."
Seeing Krist's ears turning red with satisfaction, Singto backed away a little. Taking a closer look, not far away, two girls dressed as high school students were looking in their direction and whispering. This kind of girl really can be found in any country. Thinking of this, Singto pretended not to see them and straightened Krist's hair.
The final result... is that Krist, who was completely addicted to the game, and Singto, who watched Krist play the game, sat past perfectly. Lots and lots of stops.
"It's all the fault of Senior Sing!!! I'm playing games and don't know how to listen to the name of the station!!!" Krist angrily and unreasonably made trouble, grabbing the strap of the backpack and grinning at Singto, complaining, "This way Isn’t Ms. Apple’s strategy in vain?!”
Singto smiled helplessly at the side, but he had a feeling that he might not be saved. He still remembered that when he reconciled with Krist before, Krist warned him, "I won't like Singto so much anymore" and "will become super capricious". But what to do, Singto thinks that such a Krist is simply the cutest person in the world.
While thinking this way, he took out his mobile phone to check the route. Finding that this strange place was unexpectedly very close to their hotel, Singto turned his head and smiled at Krist: "Well, it's all my fault. In this case, let's go to Arashiyama tomorrow, okay? If we take pictures like this , there will be more time. Let’s take a look along the way today, and then go back to the hotel.”
"Hmm... let me think about it."
Just as Krist understands Singto, Singto also knows that Krist can't do anything about himself. Myself angry with him, and...
Singto took Kris's fingers very suddenly in a very gentle gesture. At first, just grabbing Krist's fingertips. He pulled Krist's palm away from the shoulder strap of the backpack, little by little, along Krist's fingers, allowing his hand to overlap Krist's. Maintaining the posture of letting Krist's hand rest on his own, Singto raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "How's the result of thinking, Kit?"
Krist was a little stunned. It took him a long time to realize, he pouted, inserted his fingers into Singto's and intertwined with him, and shook it very childishly: "Of course I listened to Senior Sing."
Singto smiled lightly. He leaned over and kissed Krist's cheek: "Good boy." After finishing speaking, he patted Krist's head softly.
Krist is quitting. He took Singto's hand on top of his head and muttered, "I told you I'm not much younger than you." Then, he took Singto and walked forward.
Singto smiled and followed behind Kris. Seeing that Krist was going in the right direction, he didn't ask Krist if he knew where to go. Let him be happy.
It gets dark early in Kyoto. The two wandered wantonly on the street. Although it was pleasant, they couldn't resist the cold wind that was too unfamiliar to them.
Krist frowned and tightened Singto's hand: "Senior Sing, are you okay? Aren't you cold?"
"It's cold." Singto seemed to be shrinking into a ball, "It's so cold that I can barely speak."
It was rare to see such a restless Singto, and Krist couldn't help thinking of some pranks. He suddenly put the hand that wasn't gloved and not held by Singto into Singto's collar, and Singto jumped up suddenly in the cold, making a loud "hoot", which made Krist bend over with laughter. .
However, when Singto came to his senses, he took off a glove, knelt down and wrapped both hands around the hand that Krist used to ice him, rubbed it gently, and blew carefully. After feeling a lot warmer, Singto put the extra glove on Krist carefully, still muttering: "It should be like this just now, I forgot."
"Huh?" Krist didn't realize it yet.
"I'm holding Kit with this hand, I don't need gloves