A Foreign Land (Urban Life Adult Fiction)

He looked out the window. The winter in the north was so bleak, with silver snow covering the ground. The few passengers on the bus seemed to be feeling a little sad.

Sadness makes the huge carriage even more lonely.

He took out the letter that Saki had written to him, and an inexplicable excitement surged in his heart.

"I didn't expect she still remembered me." He sighed.

The bursts of heat turned into white smoke and condensed on the lenses of the glasses. In the blurred vision, one could seem to see Saki's slender figure floating, charming and lovely.

He leaned his head back in his chair and closed his eyes in deep thought.

I still remember that when I came to Japan as an exchange student and stayed at Saki's house, I had a close relationship with her during the short period of a few months.

Love and feelings are so sweet and rich, and life is so fulfilling and happy, but the ending is inevitably sad.

An international romance is unlikely to succeed in the first place, not to mention the turmoil in their own country's political factors and their parents' heavy traditional values, which forced them to separate.

Love has no borders and no race, as long as two people love each other.

He despised people who said such things.

When the bus arrived at the stop, he got off and looked up. The residential area in this area seemed to have not changed much.

A sudden gust of cold wind blew over him, and he shivered with cold, his fingers tightening around his coat.

After walking a fairly long distance, he arrived at Ito's house.

He looked at the doorbell and decided to knock, just as he had done when he first arrived a few years ago.

The person who answered the door was Saki's sister.

After not seeing her for a few years, the lively little girl has grown into a graceful beauty.

She took him into the house with surprise and joy, and asked noisily about the Taiwanese elder brother who had doted on her in the past. Mrs. Ito took off his shoes for him, and then led him

To the living room.

Mr. Ito, who was always hospitable, took him to sit on the rice and chatted with him.

The warm tea removed his fear of the cold snowy day, and he drank it slowly.

"It's so warm..." He was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

A few years ago he was a student of Mr. Ito, and now he is an old friend of Mr. Ito.

He and Mr. Ito talked enthusiastically about various topics, including national affairs, life experiences, work complaints, etc., and before they knew it, it was already evening.

It was not until Mrs. Ito urged the two men who had not seen each other for a long time to have dinner that he was surprised to find that time had passed so quickly, but Saki did not come back.

He was puzzled, so he brought it up to Mr. Ito during their conversation after dinner.

"Saki, she's moved out now... If you want to visit her," he stood up and walked to the cabinet to get out a pen and paper.

"Hmm... her address." After writing it, Mr. Ito read it again and handed the note to him.

"That's fine. Saki is getting married soon, so you can go and congratulate her..."

"Yes, I will." He nodded. Saki's letter had already mentioned that she was going to get married, so he was not very surprised.

Late at night, before going upstairs to rest, when he passed by the room from his old days, he stopped, opened the door and stared in a daze.

It seems that nothing has changed in recent years.

In the empty room, he seemed to see Saki, wearing a blue sailor suit, waving at him with a smile on her face, with two round red dots on her flawless face.

The nest is very cute.

"I wonder how she is doing now? Will her boyfriend treat her as well as I did before?"

He once again sealed himself in the memories of the past.

Suddenly a voice sounded beside his ear, "Do you miss Saki?" Mrs. Ito was holding a quilt to give it to him. When she passed by the aisle, she saw him in a daze and asked with concern.

"Oh, oh, sorry... sorry..." He apologized for his gaffe. Suddenly, a thought came to my mind: "This... When does Saki usually

When will she return to her place? "He asked slowly but firmly...

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It was a gloomy afternoon. He walked through the entire capital. The expressionless crowd on the street passed by him, and he also disappeared in the endless

Deep in the sea of ​​people.

He deeply realized the helplessness of a drop of water in the face of the vast ocean.

Sitting in a cafe, looking at the young couples in front of me, the past feelings are vivid in my mind. As time goes by, the expression of love

There has been no significant change. Saki is like the enthusiastic girl mentioned above, making the obviously more introverted boy feel at a loss.

They had been in love like this before.

Love is like a beautiful dream, full of hope.

He is a man without dreams.

Time passed quickly, and the waiter politely asked him to leave. He nodded, picked up his luggage, walked to the counter to pay the bill, and thought about his return trip tomorrow.

, and agreed on a time for the Ito family to come and see them off.

On the first night after arriving in Japan, he asked Mr. Ito for Saki's address, but he did not go to find her immediately. He did not know why.

He was a little scared, but the funny thing was that he didn't even know what he was afraid of.

On this last day, he wanted to go see Saki, the beautiful foreign girl who appeared in his mind.

Back in the vast sea of ​​people, he looked at his watch. It was still early, not yet time to get off work, so he went into a park and sat down.

Sitting on the long bench in the park, he saw another side of the compact Japanese life. The spacious park kept him away from the hustle and bustle of the road, and the quiet green made him fall into a deep sleep.

Finally, he was awakened by the bleak north wind in the evening. He straightened his messy clothes and walked away in a hurry.

He thought that the old people in front of him probably thought he was a foreign wanderer.

After walking for a while, Saki's apartment was in sight. I was very excited, but my mind kept telling me to leave quickly.

An unspoken sense of fear also surged into my heart.

Reason and desire were fighting fiercely. My hands and feet were uncontrollable and I walked up the stairs like a controlled puppet, and finally stopped in front of the door.

After more than ten minutes, he still stood in front of the door, with the cold wind blowing, but he didn't have the courage to press the doorbell.

Simple things, he was thinking about whether to go into the house, or just say hello to her and leave, or just let it all go with the wind and never

We will never meet again.

Just as he was hesitating outside the door, the door suddenly opened. Saki didn't expect him to be outside the door. She looked at him with surprise and joy.

The lovers of many years finally met again.

Without saying a word, she pulled him into the room, closed the door, hugged him tightly, and leaned against his cold back.

It was a warm night, and the two of them exchanged all the emotions they had felt over the years.

They sat opposite each other, and Saki's beauty still captivated him. She was so adorable with her head down and silent.

He asked first: "You... uh... is your current boyfriend good to you?"

"Well, he loves me very much, but... but he doesn't care about my feelings as much as you did before..." She lowered her head and spoke in a flat tone.

"That's it... I feel more relieved..." He stared at Saki, "I felt very guilty for leaving you so hastily back then. You are a

Girl who makes me worried, if you can be happy, then I will feel at ease. "

He exhaled softly, feeling a little sad for no reason.

He shook the glass in his hand, and the ice cubes inside gently hit the glass.

"Thank you..." She paused. "So how are you doing now?" she asked a little worriedly.

"Me? I'm already married..." He looked at Saki who was surprised, then turned back to look at the wine glass in his hand. "I'll get married soon after I return."

. Just like I told you back then, my parents’ orders…” He said angrily, but then his expression softened. “But my wife loves me very much.”

, she is very nice, I have nothing to complain about. "

“Really… Really… That’s great… That’s great…” Saki picked up the bottle and filled it for him.

He drank it all in one gulp.

"When wine enters my sorrowful heart, it makes me even more sorrowful." He thought of the ancient lyrics.

The ice cubes clanged, and when he placed the cup on the table, the two of them turned to each other almost at the same time and shouted in unison: "I wish you (you) forever and ever."

Happily ever after… . "

He and Saki looked at each other, then slowly and tightly hugged each other...

When she came out of the bathroom, he picked her up.

Wrapped in a beige bathrobe, he kissed her naked body fiercely, their tongues tightly entwined, the warm saliva flowing down her body.

Following his rough tongue into his mouth, it was sweet and refreshing.

He pulled open the hem of her dress in front of her chest, and was dazzled by the full white breasts. He lay down between her cleavage to feel the wonderful tenderness of her breasts.

He looked at the heater that was in a straight line with her nipples. In his eyes, the hot platinum threads were not as bright red as her nipples, nor as hot as his body.

Saki stroked his hair gently, she knew that after today, they would never meet again.

Everything in the world is so helpless, sad and lamentable...

After an unknown amount of time, he kissed her red lips again, and his warm palms gently stroked her soft skin, a smooth and cool touch.

He pulled her bathrobe further down her back and pressed his face against her snowy skin.

The skin of the northern girl is as white as snow, as smooth as ice crystals, and as soft as cotton wool.

He gently bit every inch of her skin, sucking pink marks on her snow-white skin.

Suddenly he held her and turned over, holding her tightly for fear that she would disappear from his arms. He stretched out his hands from behind and grasped her full breasts, which were large and firm.

His chest pressed against her delicate back, and his bronze skin could feel the vibrations coming from her body, like a wounded kitten.

He took control of her legs and opened her up to his entry.

It was a feeling completely different from that of his wife. It always felt so beautiful that it made people lose their consciousness and unable to control themselves.

At the moment when the two became one, the volcanic desire that had accumulated over the years burst into

It was running out like wild hair, different from the gentleness just now, he was galloping wantonly on Zao Ji's silky and graceful body.

As if to melt her completely, he thrust in and out of her with all his might. Zao Ji's constant moaning aroused his desire even more. He felt that at this moment,

This moment is the most beautiful, the most intoxicating and the most crazy.

Her fair skin made him feel soft, her pink nipples intoxicated him, the warmth in her body made him even more crazy, and her slight trembling made him even more excited.

Lost in the ocean of love.

It was a perfect fusion that had never happened to him before. Her body was like a calm blue lake, embracing him, containing him, making him

Ripples appeared on the calm water.

It’s a pity that I can’t have her in this life.

"What if...what if..." he thought unrealistically.

His chest pressed against Saki's soft breasts, his hands clenched in hers as he continued to move forward.

He really didn't know how to make use of the remaining time, and could only keep bringing the two of them closer together.

He panted until all the energy in his body rushed out.

Tired, he fell on Saki's chest, his cheek pressed against her breast. His weak body and all the sorrow made it impossible for him to get up again.

"Tell me the truth," Saki leaned into his arms, "Have you ever loved me?"

"Well," he held up Saki's rosy cheeks, "Not before, in this life I think... I will never fall in love with anyone... except you,

Early... . "

"In this case... isn't your wife very pitiful?" Saki's words hurt him vaguely.

He sighed, did not answer, but hugged her tightly again.

The two kissed each other's lips again.

The sky in the east gradually turned pale, telling him that the final moment of departure had arrived. He wished that time would stop at this moment forever, although he knew that this was impossible.

Possible.

The two of them maintained the same posture without any change.

He and she both knew that the chance of seeing each other again after this was slim. Perhaps Saki shouldn't have written to ask to see each other one last time, and he shouldn't have

She should keep this appointment so that Saki would forget him forever. The result of the meeting would not help the current situation, but would only add more sadness.

But after all, he still couldn't let go, even though he was already a husband to a woman and a father to a child.

Saki's beauty has been lingering in his heart for many years. Compared with his wife's tenderness, Saki's gentleness is more attractive to him, and the boredom of work makes him want to return to his hometown.

Wen's carefree student days.

Perhaps this is the feeling that the more you can't get something, the more beautiful it is. He had to admit it.

It was Sawaki who stood up first and escaped from his arms like a white fish.

She put on a nightgown and sat at her dressing table fixing her hair.

"I've been waiting for you to come for a few days," Saki said in a flat tone.

"I... I've wanted to come here to see you for a long time, but I'm afraid." He looked at the ceiling and said, "Because I'm already married, and you're going to

Get married. This... is not good..."

"I've asked for a two-week vacation. During this time, can you please accompany me?" She combed her long hair slowly. "I... have been here.

I've been waiting for you for a long time. "

"Well... I really don't know how to put this..." He stammered, as if he had done something wrong.

"The train is about to depart..."

She understood immediately.

In the reflection in the mirror, he could see her unforgiving expression, her violently shaking body.

In order to prevent her from getting more sad, he hid in the bathroom to take a shower.

In the bathroom, his feelings of apology towards Saki deepened.

He put on his clothes and walked out the door, Saki's mood had calmed down a lot.

He sat on the edge of the bed, quietly watching her tie her long hair with a colorful ribbon.

He stood up and walked behind her, put his hands on her shoulders, and kissed her cheek lightly: "Time is up, goodbye..."

He picked up the travel bag.

"Wait a minute..." Saki turned around and walked towards him.

Then she produced a pair of scissors that she had picked up at some point, and quickly cut off her hair that was tied with a ribbon, and handed it to him firmly.

"You..." He looked at her in confusion.

She threw herself into his arms, sobbing tremblingly and weakly.

Helplessly, he could only pat her and comfort her.

"Please... please cherish it, seeing it is like seeing me..." The voice was intermittent and sad, "Please... please don't forget me..."

While holding Saki, I suddenly felt like crying.

"Yes... Yes... How could I forget you..."...

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All of Ito's family came to the station to say farewell to him, except Saki.

When he had to leave that year, she also did not come to see him off.

After many years, this scene was so similar, but his heart was numb and he did not shed sad tears like he did before.

When he stepped into the train door, he suddenly looked back as if to capture some nostalgic memories, but his hands held Saki's broken hair even tighter.

"Let's go home!" He said to himself, and slowly felt relieved...