Daohou Hot Spring Street at night is very bustling and lively.

Even through the glass window, you can hear the warm cheers from people outside.

Hanamaru Hanawa and Uesugi Tho have already put on the yukata prepared in the hot spring shop and quietly enjoy the dazzling array of sushi in front of them.

Uesugi picked up chopsticks and put a piece of tuna sushi into the bowl of Fire.

In the past, Hanamaru Hanaguchi would definitely say thank you to him, but today, for some reason, he just buried his face and looked like a shy girl.

Why? Uesugi Dok also knows a little bit.

The two wives sitting opposite each other could see clearly the small movements between the two.

Mrs. Hanamaru smiled suddenly and said, "Xiaozhao, do you understand what love is?"

love?

Uesugi Sato moved his gaze from Hanamaru Hanami's little face and turned to his mother-in-law's smiling face. Her slightly shiny purple pupils were even more vivid than Hanamaru Hanami's.

Just as he was about to speak, Mrs. Hanamaru interrupted him with a smile:

"Don't agree first, and then answer me after thinking."

Uesugi Do not understand what the meaning of suddenly asked himself, but from her eyes, he could see that there was something in the words of his mother-in-law.

Mrs. Hanamaru was wearing a loose bathrobe and her hair was loose after being blown dry, and she was draped over her shoulders.

She picked up a chopstick of fish roe sushi, put it in her mouth and chewed it, and slowly said to Uesugi:

"Sometimes, you may not understand what the other person is thinking, right?"

Just after he finished speaking, Mrs. Hanamaru laughed twice and interrupted the thoughts of Uesugizo opposite him, waved to him and said:

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, this restaurant is called Fish Roe House. It's also very good because of the taste of Kiko and I often go shopping in the shop."

"Didn't mom eat a lot?" Hanaman Hanabu reminded him.

Mrs. Huamaru, who has a straight belly, doesn’t have the reserve of a pregnant woman, and replied with a smile:

"Somehow, I want to eat more today."

"By the way, have you figured out your child's name?" Mrs. Uesugi interjected.

"It's still half a year, don't worry."

Mrs. Hanamaru seemed to smile happily all the time, looking very young, and her chopsticks kept greeting the sushi on the table, "Kiko, aren't you planning to give birth to another one?"

Mrs. Uesugi didn't care about her best friend's joke, and even felt in the mood to joke: "Why, I want me to have another little cabbage that will continue to harm your family?"

"Hahaha," Mrs. Hanamaru smiled, "It's not certain who persecutes who is the one. Maybe I can win back the game."

No, my mother-in-law, there is no chance anymore.

Uesugi, who picked up something for Xiao Han, complained silently in his heart.

......

After eating sushi to fill my stomach, I took a quick look at this tourist street surrounding Daohou Hot Spring.

Drink juice together, eat cheese cake together, look at each other and gently wipe the dirty things on the corners of each other's mouth.

A date between a couple is so simple.

At the souvenir shop, Uesugi Tho tied a cartoon chili headband to the hair on the temples in front of Hanamaru Hanawa. The girl with short hair looks even more cute with her soft and tender little face.

Looking at her gaze facing her, her heart couldn't help but beat faster.

When I thought of such a girl leaving me soon, I suddenly felt a little empty.

If she is no longer by her side, what direction does she have to work hard for herself, who doesn’t want to work hard?

"Isn't it good-looking?" Under the bright lights of the gift shop, Hanamaru Hanabu was stunned when he saw him and shouted to wake him up.

"No, it looks very good." Uesugi Shou smiled hard at the girl.

"If you think it's not good-looking, you can change it at any time."

"I think it's pretty good."

While Uesugi Tou paid the shop, he kept recalling what Mrs. Hanamaru said in his heart.

Even Xiao Huahuo pulled the corner of his clothes without even noticed it.

The outside suddenly became noisy, and the shouts of tsunami were heard, and the drums and music that were shaking the sky and the earth were followed.

The crowds around all looked at the same place, and the spectacular and shocking gorgeous floats reflected in their pupils.

Uesugi, who finally came to his senses, said to the girl who had been looking up at him quietly:

"It seems like a float. Do you want to go out and have a look?"

For his invitation, Hanamaru Hanamichi will be an answer at any time:

"Um......"

The bright lights shine together, and people in the festival hold round fans and show their smiles.

While the heavy and grand floats are parading the streets, the Edo-style streets in the night sky are beautiful and deep.

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August 16, weather: rain

Uesumo Sato sat on the eaves of the mansion, listening carefully to the light rain, looking at the reorganized flowers and plants in the courtyard alone, feeling cool.

The strange red shore flower is wet by the rain, and the leaves-free branches are constantly shaking.

——The flowers do not see the leaves, and the leaves do not see the flowers.

This kind of longing that can never be touched by each other is the flower language - "sad memories".

"Here." Uesugi Hye, dressed in daily life, sat next to Uesugi.

"Sister Xi is looking for me?" Uesuma asked in a very ordinary way, looking at the moss on the stone hanging under his legs.

"No." Uesugi said without any energy.

“Is it boring?”

“It’s boring.”

"Is uncle still playing cards?"

"That's what he is like," Uesugi Hiro unpacked the lollipop but didn't eat it right away. "It's always like this."

The rain seemed to be heavier, rushing down grandma's fortune-telling tree full of green leaves.

"You can ask my uncle to find another relationship."

Uesugi Hira re-wrapped the lollipop in the newly opened packaging bag and handed it out to hit his head:

"When will Azhao come up with such a bad idea?"

Uesugi Do not ignore his head-knocking action, after all, he didn't feel anything, "I always have to change it."

"The problem is that it's not that easy to change. Besides, his sloppy look... no one will look down on him anymore."

The bright red red flower in front of them was wet even heavier by the rain, and the slender branches seemed to be about to be crushed.

"Sister Xi has actually been very tired over the years, right?" Uesugi Doo understood that her uncle didn't like her cousin very much because of her uncle.

Uesugi Hi's eyes were not strange in front of him, and she smiled and said, "Why is Azhao still caring about her sister? Hanaishi is going abroad recently. I think you should cherish this recent time and spend more time with her."

"What is Sister Xi's dream?" Uesuma looked at the raindrops falling on the eaves.

"No."

"No? I think Sister Xi is like a dreamer."

"Why did Azhao have this idea?"

"Sister Xi, you have worked very hard on kendo. Everyone is saying that the new minister is very powerful at the sports festival."

"Is hard work a dream?"

"Isn't it?" said Uesugi.

"There are many reasons to work hard, so-called dreams are just one of them." Uesugi Hiba stretched out his left hand to his long standing legs, and twisted the stick of the lollipop with his right hand.

"Sometimes, dreams are not absolute, and there are things in life that are worth cherishing than dreams."

Uesugi Sao suddenly turned around and looked at her cousin. Her royal blue lazy eyes reflected the orange lollipop, looking as if she was recalling the past.

"Actually, I hate the existence of me."

Uesugi Hiba's calm tone couldn't hear the feelings, just as if he was narrating the facts, "It's redundant and can't bring any happy things to the people around him. My mother's stubborn disease has deepened because of my existence."

"I'm not in good health, so there's no need to have another baby, right?"

Uesuma Dora muttered to himself as she heard her cousin's last sentence, and she didn't know what to say.

When she saw her aunt when she was a child, she was already sitting in a wheelchair. Although she was not energetic, she still smiled kindly and gently, and she peeled oranges for herself and the ignorant little flower.

At that time, my uncle's family had no money and my grandfather's orange orchard had just been expanded shortly.
To be continued...