[Comprehensive] My wealthy friends

After Mei finished speaking, she nodded in self-concern, as if she was overwhelmed by her clear organization and clear logic, and proudly looked at Kawashima, who was almost petrified.

"..."

In fact, he can understand; but that is, he can't respond very well.

What Mei meant was probably the pure liking that children said. The reason for the observation is unknown, but this conclusion alone is enough to make Kawashima...unspeakable.

Akashi Seijuro doesn't like himself very much, this is actually something he has known for a long time.

Although he was touched by his perseverance and became friends in the later stage, their first meeting was not pleasant. Finally, when the other party knew his identity, he showed a contemptuous and mocking smile.

Then, the moment he raised his head, he met Akashi at the other end of the long table.

The smile on his lips hadn't subsided yet, so he caught off guard.Kawashima clearly remembered that he had the impression of being "flustered". Maybe it was because the other party's eyes were too quiet, or maybe it was because the expressions were too insightful.

Such a harsh scene fell into Akashi's eyes with unadorned tragedy.

Kawashima didn't think he was at fault, but he really had a grudge against Akashi at the other end of the long table.

Later, Akashi's indifference to him, he also somewhat guessed the reason for this incident.

Even if they became friends in the future, Akashi should not be called "like" him, but simply recognized him as a friend.

Kawashima didn't answer in time, Mei pulled his finger and continued: "Don't you ask me how you can tell?"

The tone is full of eagerness to invite credit and reward.

"...Then how did you find out?"

"Because he keeps looking at my brother." After the girl finished speaking, she began to count with her fingers, "Just like the brother who wears glasses. Of course Mei likes him the most."

"Okay, Mei is the most obedient." Kawashima said along with her, a little absent-minded.

If it is a combination of "Fujiwara" and "Atobe", the identity of the child is not difficult to guess, even if he does not need to ask his father, he can fully know the secrets he has heard in the early years.

This should be the descendant of his grandfather and younger brother who fled the family for love in the early years. At that time, because he was dissatisfied with the marriage, he disappeared from everyone's sight together with the second young lady of the Atobe family. After so many years, he was able to find his descendant.

The elder had a deep bond with his father. It is said that his father had received a lot of teachings from him when he was a child. He was essentially an adventurous person. The marriages and families in that era were not as powerful as they are now, and he would eventually leave home for love. Leaving is not too difficult to understand.

But only this child was brought back...

Furthermore, Kawashima thinks that this relationship is connected in series, and the correct conclusions given by Akashi account for a large proportion. If Akashi can know these things, Kawashima can still figure it out, but Feng Jingye——

When that incident happened, Guan Dongfeng’s family was just a little-known small business. This incident, which can be called a high-class scandal, had long been sealed up. Except for a few big families, even the younger generations, there were very few people involved. Knowing that, it is even more false to say that it is a family like the Feng family that has only risen for a few decades.

It cannot be said that Feng Jingye had absolutely no way to know, but how did he investigate and find out in advance under such unprepared circumstances.

——"This person is not simple."

Indeed, it is really not simple.

"However, the two brothers are still different." Mei finally concluded.

"Ok?"

"It feels different." The girl tilted her head, thinking hard, "The eyes are different."

Kawashima smiled: "Because they are not the same person."

Of course the eyes are different.

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone interrupted this conversation, and the contact person displayed on the screen was Shenmu Qianhe.

Kawashima picked it up, but a male voice came from the other end:

"You, hello."

"Excuse me?"

"I'm that day...I'm Kamiki Chizuru's cousin, Aiba Yuto."

"Hello, what's the matter?"

"I'm fine now, thank you for your help, I'll definitely keep it in mind. Also... I hope you won't be angry."

"Ok?"

Kawashima frowned at the sudden change of address in the other party's words: "Did someone ask you to tell me something?"

"Yes, Master Daomingsi. He said that he can not pursue my matter, but... please don't be angry."

"..."

"You, you..."

Kawashima felt a headache again: "Give him the phone."

"Hey, that..." I didn't expect Kawashima to be so sensitive, and that person didn't even understand where he was exposed.

There was a low-pitched conversation, and Daoming Si's lowered voice cursing "idiot" could still be faintly heard.

"……Hey?"

"Are you trying to please me?" Going straight to the point, Kawashima didn't even have a buffer.

"What kind of words are you using?" Daoming Si choked on the other side, "Did Ximen go looking for you? I didn't ask him to do that, even just now—"

"Then you still threatened him to call me." Kawashima paused, "And you still use Shenmu's phone."

"Tsk, why don't you let go of this guy?"

Although I don't know how Daoming Temple suddenly changed from the furious attitude that Kawashima expected to the current apologetic attitude of forcibly enduring, but in such a good situation, it would be best to solve the matter entrusted by Shenmu. It's better to have one less thing.

"Okay, I won't be angry anymore." Even without knowing it, Kawashima could accept the status quo without pressure, "You don't bother him either."

"Okay." Daoming Si readily agreed, paused, and muttered awkwardly, "I didn't even want to look for it."

Just know that.

——On the influence of fox friends and dog friends on people.

Hearing this sentence, Chuan Dao was about to hang up the phone, and Daoming Temple on the other end shouted anxiously: "Hey, Chuan, Chuan Dao, how is your hand?...Does your head still hurt?"

The last two sentences were so soft that it was almost inaudible, and Kawashima took a guess to get a rough idea of ​​the meaning.

"It's okay. Thank you for your concern, I'm hanging up."

"Wait—" Daoming Si stopped angrily, "Why do you always want to hang up the phone!"

"Then why do you always like to shout?" Chuan Dao was a little funny. When there was no direct conflict, Daoming Temple was like a child, and it really made people wonder how to treat it well.

The momentum on the other side suddenly weakened: "Then...then it's okay if I don't speak loudly?"

"...Hmm." Kawashima felt weird being shown favors one after another.

He really didn't understand what happened to make a person change so much overnight.

"Then you," Daoming Si coughed uncomfortably, "come out and play together."

???

Kawashima was a little confused by this rapid and unpredictable relationship change.

How did Daoming Temple quickly change their relationship from an "enemy" to a relationship where they can go out together?

It felt really weird, so Kawashima resolutely refused: "I won't go."

"why?"

"very tired."

"Then I'll drive to pick you up!"

"Need not.

The phone hangs up.

"..."

Mei looked up at him, blinking her eyes puzzled.

A new round of competition had already started in the living room—it was inappropriate for Kawashima to call playing cards a competition, but that was the truth.

Not according to the lottery distribution, Akashi and Haruhi are in a group, and Feng Jingya is in a group with Suohuan.

It was the end of the game when Kawashima walked over.

Akashi flipped over the last card, a reassuring smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Chunfei couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice: "Win!"

Feng Jingye sighed slightly, put down the cards in his hand, and was immediately hugged tightly by Xu Wanghuan who was crying lasagna: "Jing Ye, let's not be sad woooooooooo!!!"

Feng Jingye: "...you are more sad."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Why do I keep losing, Jingye! Am I stupid!!"

Feng Jingye: "Yes."

"Excessive!!!!!!"

So Xu Wanghuan howled loudly, turned around and wanted to fall into Chunfei's embrace.

It was opened by Kawashima who walked over in three or two steps.

"Don't move." Chuan Dao held the golden head, and said solemnly and sincerely, "What if I infect Chun Fei with stupidity?"

"...qaq!" After being stunned for a few seconds, Xu Wanghuan, who became more and more sad, turned his head and plunged into the sofa hard.

Kawashima: "Don't break the sofa, you will have to pay for it."

"…………"

A beard king ring suddenly lost his dream in an instant.

Kawashima turned his head to look at the other two, and it was nothing but Chun Fei, mainly these two guests——

"I'm going out now. Well, it's best for everyone not to stay here for the time being." Chuan Dao even thought of the scene where Daoming Temple took the key to open the door. After all, he is now the landlord of this house, "I'm sorry to sweep Your pleasure, but we can..."

"Then let's change the dressing by the way." Akashi stood up, with an elegant posture, very methodical, "Scalds should not be underestimated either."

Feng Jingye also persuaded: "If the purpose is to leave here temporarily, it's not bad to change the medicine first."

Unknown why, Xu Wanghuan raised his head from the sofa, and Haruhi laughed out loud, and turned his back to pack his things.

Xu Wanghuan with a cat face:? ? ?

Even Feng Jingye and Akashi, who had always been calm, looked away a little.

Kawashima went into the house to get the materials that he had gone to the hospital before, and when he turned back, Akashi was being entangled by Mei.

He pretended to stand beside Feng Jingye casually, and whispered: "I have something to ask you later."

"I know."

He also answered in a low voice, Feng Jingye still had that self-reliant appearance, with deep and beautiful eyebrows and eyes behind the lens, a typical appearance of oriental beauty.

"what do you know?"

"all."

Simple words, one word encompasses all possible speech.

Kawashima narrowed his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes sank slightly with the changes in his face.

"What all?"

"Everything about you."

It seems that everything is silent, the crisp sound of raindrops hitting the corridor is short but clear.

——"I know all about it."