CHAPTER 479: 224. RESTLESS VALENTINE’S DAY (3)

After spring began, the daylight gradually lengthened.

But for the daylight to completely overtake the night, one had to wait until March 20 or March 21.

So, when do the days shorten, and the nights lengthen?

September 22 or September 23.

Second question, when does the polar day occur at the North Pole?

Simple, you don’t even need to memorize it to figure it out, it’s in...

"The next stop, Waterway Bridge, Waterway Bridge."

The soft announcement from the female broadcaster prompted Dubian Che to stop his random mental quiz and follow the crowd out of the train carriage.

Coming out from the western exit, there was a ramen shop, filled with people on a cold winter’s night, mist swirling inside.

Turning left, at the street corner was a coffee shop named ’Excelsior Caffe’, where a sign at the door advertised Valentine’s Day specials on coffee and ice cream.

Passing by the coffee shop and looking towards the distant Ferris wheel, Dubian Che called Jiutiao Meiji.

"What’s up?" came Jiutiao Meiji’s concise and assertive voice.

"Meiji, I’m about to head your way."

"I’m not at home." After a brief pause, she continued, "Where are you?"

"I’m at the very center of nowhere, gazing at the Ferris wheel near the Tokyo Dome, talking on the phone with my Meiji."

"Have you been reading Haruki Murakami lately?"

"No, ’We are naturally unremarkable; it’s only entertainment that makes us truly not want to die.’"

"You truly are unremarkable."

"Ah-ha, Meiji, my Meiji, you surely haven’t read Selena’s ’Long Night’s Journey’!"

"Huh?"

"What I mean is, I’m at Waterway Bridge where there are three sparrows on the telephone pole."

"Wait for me there."

Hanging up the phone, Dubian Che turned back and entered the warm ’Excelsior Caffe’ to order a latte.

After he declined invitations from ’a wave of middle school girls, three waves of high school girls, and two groups of college girls—or they might have been working adults’, Jiutiao Meiji called him to come out.

The high-end car parked by the road was eye-catching.

Without waiting for Dubian Che to approach, the car door opened on its own, and he plopped down inside.

Jiutiao Meiji was dressed casually, in light blue jeans, a simple white sweater, and a half-zipped red baseball jacket.

Her long, straight legs, slender waist, the swelled sweater, and that delicate and noble face on the white collar.

Some people are just different from birth, like Kiyono Lin and Jiutiao Meiji.

To those who saw them, it seemed natural that they should live surrounded by flowers, basking in the most comfortable sunshine, enjoying a wealthy and leisurely life.

"Do you want to go somewhere for a spin?" The temperature inside the car was high, and Dubian Che tugged off his school tie.

Jiutiao Meiji’s gaze drifted across Dubian Che’s pale neck, his distinct collarbones.

"Let’s find a place," she said lazily.

"How about we just find a shopping mall?"

Jiutiao Meiji nodded indifferently.

About ten minutes later, the two arrived at Isetan in Shinjuku.

After getting out of the car, before entering the store, the sharp evening breeze made Jiutiao Meiji, who was lightly dressed, frown slightly.

Dubian Che wrapped his arm around her and hastened his pace.

Upon entering, they saw a long queue of people buying cosmetics.

Neither of them was particularly interested in skincare products.

Jiutiao Meiji’s skin already bore the look that those who spent a lot of money on skincare longed for, while Dubian Che... as a stinky man, cosmetic companies could forget about earning a single yen from him.

Although they weren’t interested, they still browsed around.

In one shop, Dubian Che found something interesting, a facial lifting massager.

"Can this thing really take care of your skin?" he picked one up and rolled the balls on it.

"Maybe, I’ve never used it," said Jiutiao Meiji with her arms crossed.

A salesperson came over and recommended a four-ball version to Dubian Che, who was holding the two-ball one, and even offered a heater for the balls so that they could be used without worries in winter.

Dubian Che rolled the massager on his face but felt nothing, though rolling it on his neck was somewhat interesting.

"It’s quite comfortable, give it a try."

"Get that away," pushed away his hand, Jiutiao Meiji scoffed, "Who knows who else has tried it."

"Then I’ll massage you with my hands when we get back, guaranteed to be more comfortable," Dubian Che put the massager back in its place.

"Is that what you call a massage?" Jiutiao Meiji looked disgusted.

Dubian Che draped his arm around her shoulder, heading for the second floor.

"It doesn’t matter if it’s a massage, as long as it’s comfortable," he whispered in her ear with a chuckle.

"When did I ever say it was comfortable?" Jiutiao Meiji leaned against him.

"Meiji’s level of being troublesome has just gotten higher today."

"I’ve told you before, don’t use that address."

"Okay, Meiji."

Jiutiao Meiji raised her hand and threw a punch at his ribs.

Dubian Che dodged her strike with a laugh: "Alright, alright, I was wrong, Meiji sister, sorry. By the way, you are younger than me, right? By three months and three days?"

"Yeah, you share the same birthday with a certain someone," Jiutiao Meiji said with a smile.

"That has nothing to do with me," Dubian Che was indeed the innocent party this time.

The main attraction on the second floor was shoes.

Above that, there were more stores of luxury brands such as Chanel, Dior, Rolex, La Mer.

Clothes worth over four hundred thousand yen, melons for sixteen thousand yen.

At the SUQQU counter, the two of them tried out some eyeshadow.

Of course, it wasn’t the hygiene-conscious Jiutiao Meiji who tried it, but Dubian Che!

"I don’t want it!" Dubian Che protected his eyes.

"Hurry up," Jiutiao Meiji held a palette of four eyeshadows.

"I said I don’t want to!"

"I’ll wipe it off for you afterward," Jiutiao Meiji said with a mischievous grin.

"I don’t believe you!"

"Come here."

"No way!"

"Aren’t you listening to me?" Miss Jiutiao was displeased.