[Comprehensive] My wealthy friends

If some things are remembered for too long, they will gradually become a secret and unspeakable obsession.

The same goes for people.

[The child from the Fujiwara family is simply a genius, he is indeed the son of Fujiwara Seiichi. ]

"That kid from the Fujiwara family is a genius."

It was just an impression at first.

As the third son in the family, Feng Jingye grew up in a completely different environment from the other two elder brothers.

Obedience, assistance, and all the hard work have become useless because of their status, and there are only efforts that are not recognized day after day.

Even if they are praised, the other party will show a look of regret at that moment.

"This child is very smart, what a pity..."

Yu Yin drifted away in the tacit sympathy eyes.

Because he is the third son, he can only be regarded as an appendage of the eldest brother forever. This is something that was decided before birth, no matter how you change it, it will be useless to prove yourself.

Can only endure and accept.

Do your best within the established frame.

In this boring and depressing day after day, I can still hear the news about "the child of the Fujiwara family". Even though his father is not the eldest son, this child is more affected than his cousin who is the heir of the family. focus on.

Then suddenly one day, I heard that this genius seemed to have fallen.

[I heard that I can't learn anything now, and I don't like to talk to people very much. He was such an excellent child, why...]

The same regretful tone appeared again.

So for the first time, Feng Jingye, who has always obeyed his father's order and never disobeyed his words, insisted on going to the Fujiwara family's banquet with his eldest brother and father.

It was a very important banquet, and it took a lot of promises, and even made a special trip to beg the soft-hearted mother, in exchange for the opportunity to attend.

This is something he still can't figure out.

The day before the banquet started, he was in a rare daze at the desk.

It was said to be an intelligent and perceptive peer.

Never forgetting, sweet mouth and well-behaved, very flattering.

...and such a wonderful person.

Feng Jingye didn't see that person in the banquet hall that day, until the second half of the banquet, he couldn't help but sneak out to look for it.

Before finding the other party, it was the father who found him first.

"What are you doing running around?!"

"This is Fujiwara's house, not a place where you can be frizzy!"

As his father said, he was about to take him back to the hall. At the moment when he was grabbed by the wrist, he suddenly looked behind him with a feeling.

The person he wanted to see stood at a corner not far away holding a tissue, looking indifferently.

Without the necessary explanation, Feng Jingye can be sure that this is Fujiwara Rin.

Probably due to the conformity of the assumption in his heart, driven by this unreasonable feeling, he stared at that person intently.

Unexpectedly, that person came over.

"Sorry Uncle, he came to see me. May I play with him for a while?"

Father obviously knew Fujiwara Rin, and after the other party explained his intentions, he naturally agreed in surprise.

After their father left, only the two of them stood there.

Feng Jingye didn't understand the intention of his actions, so she didn't speak first.

Looking back later, he clearly learned the pros and cons analysis well at that time, but he just didn't make the right choice of "should be close".

Fujiwara Rin looked at him for a while with that inorganic, completely emotionless gaze, then turned and left.

"Wait..." In astonishment, the not-so-mature man stopped the other party, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

He thought that there was something wrong with the other party's behavior just now.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Fujiwara Rin asked him back in a flat tone, with a strangely flat tone in his tone, which seemed a bit mechanical, "I think you said that because you seemed to be looking for me."

Rin Fujiwara paused, and added: "And you seem to be suffering."

"I do not have……"

"It's a real smile."

Being able to see through others without being seen through has always been Feng Jingye's confidence.

But Fujiwara Rin was not polite, and could even be said to be too sharp, and dismissed his friendly smile without any detour.

At first, he thought that this was someone who had the same situation as him, and they should be very similar.

Shackled and shackled.

Be cautious in your actions and choose your words carefully.

But actually face to face to find that they are quite different.

"Do you like looking at the stars?"

"No, it's just in a daze."

"Because you are very smart, Fujiwara-kun, so..."

"Oh, that's someone else's nonsense."

"..."

"I feel like throwing up when I see the book now."

……

Obviously, it doesn't match the image of intelligence widely rumored by the outside world, and it seems that it is also a character that was eventually given up by the family. Feng Jingye doesn't know what's wrong with him, and is always happy to stay with him.

It is said that Fujiwara Rin has no friends to communicate with now, so Feng Jingye is also very free when going in and out of Fujiwara House.

Regarding his approach, his father expressed hesitation several times.

He knew what his father wanted to say: This is already a waste game of the Fujiwara family, so there is no need to spend any more effort to please.

But this is precisely the first time since he grew up so old that he has no deliberate and flattering partner.

Rin Fujiwara is completely different from others.

What is the difference? There seem to be many, but I can't tell you the specifics.

That exquisite and beautiful boy often stares blankly into the distance with indifferent eyes that are out of focus.Most of the time they don't talk much.

One day, he suddenly said: "You seem to envy me, why?"

why?

An existence that is more dazzling than the elder brother at home, but he is already in such a useless state, but he still...

"Your two older brothers are not as smart as you." The boy sat by the pool and looked down at him. "If you want something, go for it."

That was the last sentence left by the other party during their short time together, and later, there was no such person as Fujiwara Rin.

In its place was a completely new person with a different surname.

Gradually moving away from the center of the aristocratic family, but he still couldn't take his eyes off the young man named Kawashima.

"Hi, I'm Rin Kawashima."

——Why do you try your best to bury seemingly useless threads around this person.

——That terrible habit, the feeling that you can only feel at ease when you get the other person's movements regularly, what is it...

The sunlight outside the house flooded the entire sofa, dyeing the beige fabric into a yellowish texture.

"Oh? Could it be that you mean—" the black-haired boy paused, and the end of his voice rose with a dangerous temptation, "Friend, are you spying on me?"

Feng Jingye admitted that she was too impatient.

This matter should not have been told to him, or a more suitable time should have been found.

But today, the moment Akashi Seijuro arrived, he suddenly felt a great threat.

This feeling of eagerness to tell—but I can't fully understand it, in fact, I used the wrong method at the moment I spoke.

Chuan Dao looked at him for a while, and slowly restrained that bad aura.

"Or, what are you trying to tell me?"

"It's not surveillance." Feng Jingye heard his own voice explaining, it was rare to remain calm and stable, "But I do have all your information over the years."

Kawashima frowned puzzled.

"What did I really forget?"

"It seems unlikely according to your memory."

"...Is this another sarcasm?"

"Maybe if it's not important, I'll forget it."

Kawashima took a step back: "Don't show that expression, I really didn't mean to be a 'wrongdoer'."

He made a harmless joke, which easily resolved the tense atmosphere not long ago.

This also shows that he doesn't care about anything other than monitoring, even obtaining intelligence information; it also shows that he completely believes his own words.

——If it’s just an intelligence document, there’s really nothing to care about.

There are too many people investigating this kind of thing.

Kawashima didn't care, and he was sure that his father would have the last line of defense. Some things that should not be known to others, such as Feng Jingye in front of him, would never know.

Even if he didn't want to get involved with the family too much, his father said that he has been completely separated from the family and a free individual since then, but in some things, as his grandfather said, "You are still the same after all. Son"—he knew that very well.

……

On the way out, Xu Wanghuan was still struggling with the card game the whole time, probably because he was stimulated, and he was working hard to ask for advice.

The object of advice is none other than Akashi, who has never failed in the whole process.

...He is really a very warm and familiar character.

The most important thing is Mei, she also listened to the whole process very studiously, and even encouraged Kawashima to listen together.

Kawashima: "..."

Meeting Akashi's eyes in the middle of the sky, he looked away awkwardly and abruptly.

Haruhi, who was about to pass the entrance examination for Sakura High School, was exchanging ideas with Feng Jingye, who was about to go straight to Sakura High School. Kawashima observed and compared the atmosphere of the two sides, and felt that the side with Xu Wanghuan should look relatively relaxed.

"I don't have any special experience, except for card counting and card counting, which is to predict the direction." Akashi explained seriously, "Sometimes if you are familiar with the opponent enough, you can also analyze it in combination with the opponent's card path."

Xu Wanghuan and Mei suddenly realized "ohhhh".

... I don't know if I really understand it.

As for Kawashima, he was really stunned immediately.

Can't even find the right adjective.

Because just after Akashi finished speaking, he suddenly remembered—his playing style seemed to be deeply influenced by Akashi.

In short, it is "enough familiarity with the opponent" in Akashi's teaching just now.

Kawashima: "..."

In this way, Xu Wanghuan can't be blamed for not playing cards according to the routine.

This feeling was both crap and subtle, just when he was deeply annoyed, Akashi stopped for a while.

Kawashima didn't even notice when he took out his cell phone.

Step forward without knowing it.

"Kawashima." Akashi grabbed his wrist, motioning him to stop, "Something happened to Atobe."