[Comprehensive] My wealthy friends

"Crack-"

The key is put into the lock, and there is a slight sound when it is turned.

When they went out, there were obviously only three people, but when they came back, they turned into a powerful five-member group.

The not-so-spacious room suddenly seemed a bit crowded due to the increase in the number of people. As the host, Kawashima walked in first. Watching the figures moving around in this room, he suddenly couldn't remember what it was like when he lived alone.

"..."

It was just one night and it was missed.

Xu Wanghuan tried his best to exude his own male hormones, and tried his best to win the hearts of the two women present with the greatest gentlemanly demeanor. From blocking at the beginning to being cold-eyed now, Kawashima has given up taking action, and only feels from the bottom of his heart that Xu Wang Huan is really a new human being with an extraordinary structure.

Compared with Xu Wanghuan, who was overly active, Feng Jingye appeared calm and well-behaved, acted calmly, spoke carefully, and always just walked by the side of Chuan Dao, the object of visit.

"That child...is his surname Fujiwara?"

When the other three squeezed into the small kitchen one after another, Feng Jingye, who stayed in the living room with Kawashima, put down the gifts he brought, and asked questions like this, casually mentioning the leisurely and homely things.

Today he only wore casual clothes that looked very ordinary at first glance. Regardless of the brand and quality of the clothes, just judging from the fact that the clothes were not specially designed, they were enough to be worn by that excellent figure like a hanger. difference.

Just before Kawashima came up, he briefly introduced Mei Fujiwara to them, but he didn't say his surname, and the description was as vague as possible. After all, he didn't know the specific identity at the time. What's the matter - if it is about appearance, except for those eyes, they are really not alike.

But Feng Jingye was only making an assertion at this moment, but his tone was unbelievably firm.

Chuan Dao looked at him speechlessly, Feng Jingye suddenly withdrew from the confrontational battlefield with a confident and soothing smile on his lips: "I guessed right?"

"...Your tone is not guessing at all, is it?" Chuan Dao twitched the corner of his mouth, and followed the trend.

The little girl in the kitchen ran out with a carrot, and Xu Wanghuan followed closely behind, probably playing around, keeping the distance between the two who were about to catch up but were almost there, and the laughter of the two filled the air. The whole room was extremely lively.

As he felt, Xu Wanghuan is indeed a person who is very good at pleasing women.

Mei had avoided him a few minutes ago, but in the blink of an eye she was coaxed into joy and intimacy.

French men know romance and women's hearts best, and it is true what they say.

"I just guessed at will according to what she called you." Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Feng Jingye explained again.

Kawashima spread his hands and made a "please" gesture, indicating that he didn't mind, and the other party was free to do whatever he wanted.

Feng Jingye's previous understanding of him made him feel uncomfortable being spied on, but according to what Atobe said, this cautious third son seems to have always acted like this, and it is true that Kawashima has nothing to do with just being investigated. I don't care, after all, since he grew up, being investigated is not only a common occurrence, but he has become accustomed to it anyway.

The aspect that Kawashima cares about is actually the attitude shown by Feng Jingye. It seems impeccable to be polite and helpful to Chun Fei, but it is really hard for people not to " Have a plan" in the direction of thinking.

Coupled with the not too long contact with Feng Jingye before, the other party seems to have known him a long time ago. Although Kawashima himself has no impression, the splicing of all kinds is really strange.

Kawashima thinks that he has too strong a sense of protection for Haruhi, and once it overlaps with other incidents, his sense of crisis that he somehow cultivated will trigger alarm bells. The last time he lost his composure in front of Akashi was already very inappropriate, even if he thinks about it now. still……

Kawashima closed his eyes and let out a light breath.

After a moment of silence, Feng Jingye spoke again: "Does this bother you?"

"No..." With the lingering repeated scene in his mind, Kawashima pressed his forehead hard, "I was just thinking, you seem to owe me a meal."

"I thought you forgot again."

"Again?" Kawashima put down his hand, half-jokingly, "Are you going to tell me directly what I forgot?"

"Since you don't remember, it shouldn't be important."

"Wow, that logic is so refined."

It sounded like a sigh, but the boy's tone remained unchanged.

Obviously complaining.

Feng Jingye pursed her lips lightly, and her smile slightly opened with subtle changes: "Just remember this time."

Even though Xu Wanghuan and Feng Jingye had already had breakfast before they came, Chun Fei deliberately prepared one for them.

Xu Wanghuan cheered almost immediately.

Ever since Chunfei started making breakfast, he has praised the girl in a 360-degree all-round way without any dead ends with a huge reserve of words. Even if this person stood with his father, his charm of capturing women's hearts should not be weakened in the slightest.

However, Chun Fei grew up with Chuan Dao after all. Although Chuan Dao looks serious now, he was once an out-and-out "gentleman with a sweet mouth" when he was a child. He often does things that seem normal to him, but considerate in the eyes of others.Even the dialogues are very unrealistic and overly romantic.

Haruhi, who grew up in such an environment, can be regarded as thanks to Kawashima's blessing. Since childhood, she has never been deceived by boys' rhetoric like an inexperienced girl of the same age. No one can say it more exciting than Kawashima when he was a child.

Chun Fei was sitting opposite Chuan Dao, who was drinking porridge with his head slightly lowered, his forehead hair was a little long, and when he raised his eyes, he would inadvertently brush his thick eyelashes.

"Do you have to change the medicine every day?" Chun Fei suddenly asked.

"Yeah." Kawashima replied casually, "I can change it at home."

His left hand rested on the edge of the table, wrapped in several thin bandages.

At this time, Xu Wanghuan, who took a bite of the so-called "common food", suddenly exclaimed, and the whole body was instantly covered with an illusion-like golden glitter special effect: "It's so delicious, Chunfei!! It's even more delicious than the chef's cooking! !"

The girl blinked a few times in a daze, and the other party smiled without image, but it still did not damage the authenticity of her words. The violet eyes were like a night full of stars, deep and moving.

Even though it was just an ordinary breakfast, he could still be so sincerely thanked.

Chunfei nodded in a daze following the rhythm of Xu Wanghuan, without even realizing that she had relaxed her smile unconsciously.

"..."

No, it's not clear yet, but maybe...it doesn't have to be someone who can talk like that.

The girl bent her eyes: "Then eat more."

……

After breakfast, led by Xu Wanghuan, a group of people played cards in the room in a dignified manner.

Chuan Dao, who was nicknamed "Unlucky in the Card Game", was thrown out by Feng Jingye as soon as he joined the game. He originally planned to play with one hand, but now he was directly protested by Xu Wanghuan, claiming that such bug characters are absolutely It will break the balance, so you can only sit on the sofa and watch a few cards.

Although it was not necessary to play, he still stared at the culprit with a cold and emotionless indifference for a few seconds.

Feng Jingye responded calmly, and pushed the rimless glasses on the bridge of her nose with her fingers, with a long-lasting smile on her lips.

Mei Fujiwara, who also failed to join the poker game due to age, is not as peaceful as he is. Several people run around, not knowing if they understand, and sometimes they will stare at the field with a serious face and nod seriously. .

Kawashima played very well, but he didn't have much interest in it. After reading it for a while, he felt bored, so he took the book in his hand.

He can remember which plot is on which page, and sometimes he can completely retell the sentences in the text.

—that insignificant blot on the parental divorce, which he still remembers to this day, was above the third word of the Fifth Regulation.

The books in the room were all books he had read before, and he felt bored after flipping through a few pages. Thinking of having a good talk with his father today, he put down the books and walked into the room.

Since a few years ago, my father's whereabouts have been very unpredictable. For some reason, he suddenly had a hobby of traveling around the world, and what was going on in his heart became more and more unclear.

But it may be the last remaining impression of his childhood. Although Kawashima said a lot of dissatisfaction, he still believed that his father would not make sudden actions for no reason.

In the final analysis, it is probably the aunt's words that are impressive-"Don't judge from the surface, he is a very powerful character."

Kawashima picked up the phone, and as soon as he pressed it, a series of incoming call reminders popped up, skipping past his eyes one after another. He stretched out his hand and swiped, always feeling like he saw something hallucinatory.

The main interface of the mobile phone popped up, and there were more than a dozen missed calls and two unread text messages in the message notification column.

Kawashima hesitated for a moment, clicked in, and slid up backwards.

There were eight missed calls from "Feng Jing Ye", and the remaining six were from the same person.

An unknown mobile number.

Kawashima felt ominous, and he was much slower to click on the message.

"fro: unknown

to: kawashia·r

ti: 200x92208 17:25:[-]

subject: no subject

Good day, how are your hands feeling?

——Akashi Seijuro"

"..."

"fro: unknown

to: kawashia·r

ti: 200x92209 50:57:[-]

subject: no subject

I didn't answer your call, what happened?Even if you just don't want to get involved with me, please at least let me know that you are safe. "

"........."

Kawashima pressed the phone screen, and the front of his knuckles turned white unconsciously due to the force.

He turned the phone around stiffly, and the screen turned upside down and faced again.

He called up the call interface of the other party, and he was about to press it.

The doorbell outside the house rang suddenly.