[Comprehensive] My wealthy friends

To put it bluntly, Kawashima Rin doesn't like Akashi Seijuro. This conclusion should be corrected to avoid it.

He and Akashi have known each other since childhood.

Because of the friendship between the two fathers, they got closer than other people of the same age. Of course, how did Fujiwara Seiichi and Akashi Seishomi, two people with completely different styles of painting, become close friends? Still an age-old mystery.

However, Kawashima’s painting style when he was a child was not very compatible with the young master of the orthodox famous family. At one time, there was no similarity. Occasionally, he used his instinct to tease the young master, but he always failed to receive the expected results from other people. Over time, Kawashima only regarded Akashi as "the son of his father's good friend".

The transformation came at the age of eight.

He was entrusted by his father to the care of Akashi Seishomo, in the name of "teaching".

In fact, it was just that the parents at an important stage of their careers had no time to pay attention to themselves, and the main family did not have a suitable candidate at that time, so they found foreign aid from the Akashi family.It is said to be teaching, but it is actually fostering.

But Uncle Zhengchen agreed to this matter, but he really arranged him and Akashi Seijuro together in the name of "teaching" to receive those various courses that make people's backs shivers just thinking about it.

Although he doesn't have much friendship with Akashi, he has met many times before anyway, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has a slight friendship. As a result, on the first day of the meeting, Kawashima was caught off guard by the strange and alienated attitude of the other party.

"Akashi?"

"Ah."

"Uh, have you lost your memory? I mean... why are you acting like you don't know me?"

"I don't know you."

"But you are very cold to me!"

The young young master stopped, turned around and looked at him.

Kawashima couldn't figure out what that look meant at the time, and when he remembered it later, he couldn't bring it into the original scene clearly, and it could only become an unanalyzable memory.

However, for Kawashima, who is eager to seek an alliance to lay the foundation for a better life in the future, any attitude held by Akashi is not a problem.

After showing goodwill to Akashi for more than half a month, Kawashima, who has been softly following him all day in an attempt to establish a friendly diplomatic relationship, has finally obtained the permit of the other party's heart.

The process was very difficult, but fortunately, Akashi Seijuro was finally won, but the opponent's next development was completely different from what he thought.

To put it simply, he expected Akashi to join him, but he was told to study hard.

Wow, this feeling...it couldn't be more beautiful!

In the later stage of getting along with Akashi, there is one more sensory impression - fearful, I haven't seen what the other party does before, so I take it for granted that he is just a noble son of a family in the general sense, at most adding a halo of heir, but The more he gets along with him, the more he feels that Seijuro Akashi is a man with a sophisticated mind, meticulous thinking and amazing insight, especially excellent in both quotient, and the addition of many bonuses is simply unmatched.

Kawashima often caused troubles when he was a child, and often asked Akashi for help. After seeing the other party's amazingly talented way of doing things and behavior, he never dared to ask Akashi to skip class.

——I didn’t even tell him about my plan to skip class.

But probably after passing the stage of unfamiliar familiarity, Akashi has already regarded him as a friend, no matter how hard he tries to avoid him, he is still closely watched by the other party day after day, and he is worried about his safety and courses.

...you can feel that kind of nightmare feeling just thinking about it.

The memories stop there.

The moment Kawashima saw the rosy head tending to turn, he quickly used his eyes to look for someone who might be traveling with him outside the venue. The entourage behind him called his name in a low voice to urge him. out.

"Isn't this Feng Jun, long time no see."

Looking at the young man who suddenly appeared in front of him and greeted him with a friendly attitude, even Feng Jingye, who had always been calm and reserved, couldn't help showing a little bit of surprise for a moment.

"you--"

Kawashima pushed behind him vigorously, but with a harmless and friendly smile on his face: "Last time was too hasty, I still have a lot of things to say to you."

"..."

Seeing that he was still not moving, Chuan Dao tilted his head close to his ear: "My friend, go quickly, we will succeed once we enter."

"........."

Did this person try to sneak in without an invitation?

"Thank you."

Walking to the hall, Kawashima politely distanced himself from the other party, but he still maintained his posture of traveling together, and could easily tease while quickly surveying the structure of the hall with his eyes: "I assure you, it is absolutely nothing. Terrorists trying to disrupt the venue."

"Who are you hiding from?"

If you mistakenly thought that the other party did not have an invitation card at first glance, after seeing the accompanying personnel and their rare formal attire, Feng Jingye would naturally not doubt the reason why Chuan Dao appeared here, although its rationality is open to question , but what is more noticeable is obviously his anxious and evasive behavior.

This more affirmative sentence without additional modal particles fully expresses the intention of the speaker. Kawashima copied two glasses of non-alcoholic champagne from the side, raised a glass and passed it over, smiling friendly and cordially: " What, I just want to come in with you."

Talk nonsense with your eyes open.

Rin Kawashima's kung fu of casually making up nonsense is the pinnacle among his peers. What is commensurate with his equally famous genius mind is that when he smiles and says certain words, he can never simply distinguish between true and false. The casualness comes from the character of his father Fujiwara Seiichi.

But even knowing that this is just casual talk——

"I've known you for a long time."

"Ok?"

The cold voice that suddenly sounded, the young man's voice has not yet reached the full magnetic field, but it is between green and mature, but it has a calm and steady like still water flowing deep.

This is quite a young man.

In order to strengthen this impression of Feng Jingye in his heart, Kawashima withdrew his gaze from looking at the venue and turned his gaze to the side - pure eyes full of doubts but not probing.

But it is limited to this, he did not continue to show any willingness to seek answers at all, that is to say, he only reacted out of what he heard and said to himself, but whether others know themselves and know themselves is absolutely irrelevant. I don't care, or should I say - indifference.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that the people around him didn't follow up for a long time, but kept silent as if they were enduring something, Kawashima raised his hand and lightly touched the goblet in the opponent's hand, joking without any suspicion, "Is it possible that I Did you do anything to apologize to you before?"

When the glass touched, there was a short and crisp sound. Kawashima seemed to be calm, but he began to search for the memory of the other party in his heart.After all, Feng Jingye's unusual appearance seems to have been bullied by him. However, speaking from his conscience, there are only a handful of Kawashima's peers who have consciously bullied since he was a child. In retrospect, there is really no such person.

At the moment of stagnation in this unresolvable confrontation, the voice announced by the organizer on the stage that the start is about to start was heard clearly but softly, without any ear-piercing or enlarged volume. Kawashima glanced at the surrounding walls, It is guessed that this kind of detail was worked hard when it was built.

but--

"Inner Hall?" Kawashima looked puzzled at the only person beside him who could ask, "What is this banquet going to be about?"

"Did you come here without knowing anything?" With the exited response, the subtle unhappiness between the two was finally broken, Feng Jingye sighed inaudibly, "It's a charity auction."

"Hmm." It can't be blamed that he didn't know the inside story. After all, he went to battle temporarily, and he was busy looking for his father who didn't know if he was still on Earth in the car. Before leaving, his grandfather only told him that it was a relatively casual banquet, so There was no deliberate preparation either.

"Which company is the host?"

"Xiyuan Temple."

"Wow."

Kawashima lifted his footsteps and followed the crowd to the inner hall.

Since it is the main family of Saionji Erika who has a marriage contract with her cousin, it is no wonder that he was invited to attend instead of her cousin.

Really a compromise.

"I almost forgot the rules of the auction."

"Didn't you claim to have a good memory?"

"Wow, are you mocking me?"

After passing through the inner door, Chuan Dao took the wooden sign from the reception staff, with the seat number written on the lower right corner, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the sign in Feng Jingye's hand, and raised his eyebrows: "It's a pity, we're not together."

Adhering to the inexplicably sincere tone of the usual narration, Feng Jingye involuntarily stopped his movements, and Kawashima had already sat down with the leader.

Probably the location was originally prepared for his son-in-law. The view and geographical location of Chuan Dao are very good. Just when he was thinking about how much financial support he should contribute in the future, it would be reasonable, or the more he paid, the better. , a figure fell on the empty space beside him.

The first thing I saw was the hand, with slender and well-proportioned joints, fair skin but not fragile, clean and beautiful nails, and an invisible tension between the veins.

If it wasn't for the occasion, Chuan Dao would almost jump up and ask who was in the row of seats, and whether he was deliberately trying to make things difficult for him!

—Anyone is fine, as long as it’s not Akashi Seijuro.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

The gentle voice is like a high-quality jade in the rough, warm and elegant. Anyone who listens to it can't help but feel good about it, but there is a slightly unnatural indifference hidden deep in the tone.

Kawashima glanced at him with a horrified expression for confirmation, and then quickly turned his face away as if he had seen a ghost. At the same time, he retracted himself into the other half of the chair with his hands and feet, and used his whole body and mind to spare no effort to convey to Akashi, "Stay away from me." Dot" resistance signal.

"Are you so reluctant to see me?"

Even if he didn't speak, Kawashima's whole body and mind were highly concentrated by Akashi's arrival, and every word the latter said would make Kawashima frown uncontrollably.

"Don't talk to me."

The surroundings gradually fell silent, the guests had already entered the arena, and the host and auction items on the stage were already ready.

"Or I'll go now."