The two set off for Yokohama at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, an hour later than the scheduled time.

There is nothing else except for two sets of kimonos that were put into the box after changing them, and it was easy.

In Yeshan's villa, Fuji Aiko suddenly lost control and cried for a long time. During that period, Ye Zhao did nothing and didn't even say a decent words of comfort, just waiting silently for her emotions to calm down.

That state lasted about thirty minutes. At first she just sobbed quietly, then burst into tears like she was out of control. Soon, the crying sound turned into sob again, until finally, as if she had used all her strength, she calmed down completely, but she just held his clothes tightly and buried her face in his chest with both hands.

Although he was surprised by her violent crying, Ye Zhao also thought that these tears might have been a complete outbreak after she suppressed for a long time.

"I'm sorry." When I let go of him, Fuji Aiko apologized to him like this.

"Are you okay?" Ye Zhao asked with some concern.

Fuji Aiko shook her head calmly and stood up to the second floor. Ye Zhao was worried and followed her upstairs. In the bedroom, she untied the belt of the kimono in front of him as if nothing had happened. She had long velvets and velvets until she became a state of standing in front of him.

"It's so beautiful..." Even though he knew it was inappropriate, he still sighed silently in his heart. Whenever he faced such a beautiful body, he thought that she was the mother of a little girl who was almost fifteen years old, Ye Zhao felt incredible from the bottom of his heart.

Then, Fuji Aiko changed into the casual clothes she came as if nothing had happened. Even though she knew that Ye Zhao's eyes were following her, she had no unnecessary reaction. Her expression was not so cold as to say that it had been seen through.

After changing into casual clothes, Fuji Aiko went to the bathroom and stayed for more than ten minutes before she walked out. During this period, Ye Zhao also changed into a kimono and wore the casual clothes when she came back.

She took out the makeup box she carried with her with her and sat in front of the mirror to make up again. However, although the foundation covered the fatigue after crying on her face, her affectionate eyes were still red.

Lunch was eaten in a restaurant near the villa. The two of them ordered the same thing, and the steak was just right, but neither Ye Zhao nor Teng Aiko must have felt the careful intention. During this period, Ye Zhao tried to start a few topics, but her reaction was a little cold, so she had to give up.

After drinking coffee, Ye Zhao paid the bill, and the two walked slowly back to the villa along the same seaside avenue. Along the way, they met several local residents, one of whom was a very old lady recognized Fuji Aiko and greeted her. Fuji Aiko showed a polite smile and greeted her.

Looking at her gentle smile, Ye Zhao suddenly remembered something. She had never been like today, with a cold face and refused to pay attention to him.

When passing the coffee shop in the morning, Ye Zhao unconsciously looked at the window again. The window was empty. The man who saw Sakai Izumi and her friend before seemed to have an hallucination that appeared out of thin air and disappeared. He couldn't help but turn his face to look at Fuji Aiko, thinking that this cold look at this moment would be a hallucination.

When she returned to the villa, although she was still in a subtle state of similarity to the Cold War, when Ye Zhao sat down next to Fuji Aiko, she was still not rejected by her.

With the intention of breaking this situation, Ye Zhao became thick-skinned, and he was close to her, childishly tentatively touching her knees or her shoulders, and then he naturally hugged her.

By the time they woke up, it was almost two o'clock. The two went to the bathroom to take a shower and packed their luggage. Fortunately, they only had those two sets of kimonos, which didn't take long. They left the villa at just three o'clock.

The moment he left, Fuji Aiko drove silently, and Ye Zhao couldn't speak, so he had to look ahead silently, and from time to time he turned his face to look outside the car window or look at her side face.

When driving alone, it doesn't matter whether it's lonely or not. But if two people are walking together, this situation where no one talks to each other is somewhat lonely. Out of boredom, Ye Zhao began to thrust his knuckles one by one, making a crackling sound. Although he wanted to play some music, he looked at Fuji Aiko and then left it alone.

Although the Cold War-like thing that existed between the two people had temporarily disappeared, Ye Zhao felt innocent that another diaphragm was quietly covering them.

However, I don’t know if this is whether the two people’s minds suddenly communicated at some point. Fuji Aiko found the record and stuffed it into the CD machine. Ye Zhao glanced at the envelope. It was AC/DC’s "who made who".

"Cai Zisang really likes rock and roll." Ye Zhao said.

"Yes." The silence between the two was finally broken around the music. "Although my grandmother was an amateur folk singer, I started learning folk songs since elementary school, and later became a singer because of some opportunities, my favorite thing was rock. When I was in middle school, I would go to see the local underground band with my friends every holiday."

"So that's it." Ye Zhao nodded, "However, although Aikosang's voice was gentle and delicate when singing, the effect might be surprisingly good if he sang rock."

"Really?" Fuji Ayako was a little interested.

At this time, the second song of the album began to play. After hearing the lyrics clearly, Ye Zhao's expression was a little strange, and he subconsciously looked at Fuji Aiko. Her expression was also a little unnatural.

Even so, the atmosphere lasted for a short while. In other words, if it weren't for being with her, Ye Zhao just took a look at her again, this wouldn't be a big deal. Anyway, the lyrics are always all kinds of elements included.

Because the song itself is very good, in the end, the only thing that can be said is the sincere praise of "What a good song".

"Really." Ye Zhao began to answer Fuji Aiko's question, "However, although there is the idea that Aiko Sang will produce a special chemical reaction when singing rock, the one that suits you the most is indeed a song."

"Why? Because I am a singer now?"
Chapter completed!