[Comprehensive] My wealthy friends

The gate of Fujiwara House still stands quietly and solemnly at the end of the tree-lined avenue.

Rin only went to the main road outside by car, and the rest of the journey was driven by his own driver.

In fact, there are not many people who live in the main house permanently. The grandfather, uncle and his wife—cousin moved out as early as college, and the father does not come home all the year round. Generally speaking, it is very deserted.

Today, however, there is a bit of festive excitement in the orderly manner.

When my grandmother was alive, it is said that she liked her father the most. She had a quick mind and a sweet mouth. Although being dignified and stable seems to make people like him more, in such an environment, it is understandable that being alert and active gets more attention.Probably for this reason, I also really like Rin who was once very similar in personality.

Just like the return of his mother, Rin has a different feeling about this tall and magnificent building.

Rin really didn't expect that the first person he would meet when he returned to the main house would be his cousin.

I heard from my father that he was going to stay in Switzerland.

"Brother Zhiye."

Different from the previous image, the man simply put on a round-neck shirt, no longer the previous strict and meticulous suit, and leaned casually by the Japanese-style corridor to make a phone call.

"...Well, in a few days... don't go alone, wait for me to go back with you..." Seeing Rin, he made a gesture of waiting, and seemed to have something to say, "...I I have something to do, I will talk to you later..."

Rin waited at the same place, accidentally caught a glimpse of the other party's sudden smile, the spring breeze was blowing on his face, but it was more real than what he had seen before: "Okay."

Fujiwara also put away the line and walked towards him.

"Brother Zhiye, should you call that sister?" Lin Yang teased, "I've never seen you so sweet."

"It's not big or small." Osamu Fujiwara also smiled without any grievances, raised his hand and gestured weakly, thoughtfully, "Well, Xiao Lin, you grow up too fast, and you will definitely be taller than me if you continue like this right?"

"Huh? Will you?" Rin followed suit, "When I was young, I thought it would be great if I could grow as tall as Brother Zhiya... Speaking of which, my father is not as tall as my uncle, so I feel a little uneasy."

Osamu Fujiwara also pinched his chin and thought for a while: "According to the current growth trend, I should be able to... But I am a little concerned about your last sentence. It is a shame that I didn't work hard to grow taller than my father."

Rin: "...Brother Zhiye, you are acting cute maliciously."

Fujiwara Osamu: "Oh? What new word is that?"

……

To be honest, it's kind of like a harmonious epilogue before the end of the story.

Rin thought so.

Everything is going smoothly and smoothly, friends are friendly, family members are harmonious, and all stories are gradually coming to an end.

"Speaking of which, I used to be very concerned about that position." Osamu Fujiwara said suddenly, "But in the principle of getting and giving up in exchange, it still depends on which side is more touching."

Lin heard the words and showed a teasing but warm blessing smile.

"In all fairness, it's not just because of this." Fujiwara Osamu also said lightly, as if recalling something, "Uncle is very strong. You were too young at that time, so I probably don't have much impression of him. But both Yayoi and I are very fond of Uncle. I remember very clearly the style of my wrist, that was the first time I participated in the negotiation... To be honest, it is really different from the uncle you know, fierce and strong."

He smiled slowly: "Xiao Lin, you really look like Uncle."

Rin listened silently.

"Although you and my brother-in-law have different forms of expression, they are the same in terms of outstanding talent. You have shown extraordinary talent since you were very young-I remember one time in a German class, you only attended a section, and you were able to be like Retelling in a decent way...Of course, not only your memory, you can basically be said to be the absolute favorite of heaven. At one time I was very envious of you, and even felt jealous. My father was dominated by my uncle everywhere, and I did not have you It's almost like a curse to stand out so much...sometimes watching you squander yourself so much and do whatever you want, I even think, 'if I had the talent, I would have been in a more successful position'. … ...It's not good to tell you these things, but it's rare to see each other, so I might as well talk more."

Fujiwara Osamu still had a smile on his face: "Don't stop in a daze, Xiao Rin. You clearly have something that others are jealous of and can't get."

"Never again." Rin responded softly but firmly, "...I already have something I want to work on."

Like the kindness of an elder, Fang Suxian's arms are so wide:

"Then let's work hard."

The end often means the beginning of another prologue.

Life will not be static, but there are also things that stick to existence.

If you already have the mentality of "must do it", even the changes that are about to arrive will not seem so unknown.

Akashi had noticed his change before, after a few probing confrontations, Rin chose to hit the straight ball——

"If you have to find a reason, it's probably you. Anyway, I'm not someone who will work hard for myself, so I'll put it all on you."

What made Rin unforgettable was Akashi's expression at that time.

how to say?

It was a little surprising that he was moved...or should it be more appropriate to say that he was aroused by some kind of male request?

Rin touched his lips, as if feeling that slightly excessive pain again.

Although he doesn't dislike kissing, it's not really a passion.

The attitude is only in the middle, and it is best to avoid it if you can, but Akashi seems to prefer to do this, and there is a tendency to go deeper and deeper.

……is this okay?

This question flashed through Rin's mind, but in the end there was no tangible result.

……

Remarriage is actually quite simple in terms of procedure.

Rin didn't wait long outside the door, and both parents came out.

From the perspective of outsiders, this family of three has not changed before and after, but the name of the household registration materials supplier that shows the difference, the name of the child relationship clearly answered with the next generation——

"Fujiwara Rin"

It was a title returned after a long absence, a surname that flew back in time.

It seems to be the key to another scene.

Not long after the start of school, Rin received an exam arrangement for a math competition, and for no apparent reason, he was going to ask the teacher if he had filled it out incorrectly—he hadn't signed up for the competition.

Maeda, who was already familiar with Luoshan's habits, answered first: "It is estimated that I just used you to make up the number. Our school has a quota for participation, and no one signs up, so you will be promoted."

After Maeda finished speaking, he shook his head again: "No, what you said can't be regarded as 'replenishment', it should be said that you are trying to get the first place back."

cold:"……"

It was really the first time he encountered such a thing.

But if you think about it carefully, when some competitions required people to participate in the Ice Emperor, Atobe would also select people with excellent materials, such as Ninjazu who came to the stage in the singing competition-but he would also ask for his own willingness first.

The Bingdi school ethos is free and open, which has always been the case.

Akashi didn't seem to know about it, because at noon, Akashi, who was the president of the student council, asked about it.

Rin was a little surprised: "I thought the teacher had at least discussed it with you, otherwise it would make no sense to let me go."

He was evenly matched with Akashi, so he was chosen in this way.

"Probably because I have more duties on me, and you are relatively free." Akashi guessed.

Rin's face darkened immediately: "...That's not the case for making claims without my consent."

Although a contest is nothing, the point of the question is not here at all.

"Well," Akashi nodded, and said naturally, "Then I will go for you?"

Rin: "...I'd better go by myself."

"Don't worry about me, it's just a competition, you don't even need to prepare, just spare two hours." Akashi put down his chopsticks and wiped his fingers slowly, "If you don't want to, don't go."

"I always feel persuaded by you in disguise..." Rin said embarrassingly, "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I'm a little dissatisfied with my ignorance."

Akashi smiled softly: "There probably won't be any next time."

The corner of Rin's mouth twitched, always feeling that the words were quite meaningful.

A few days later, the school's document on "involuntary competition registration" came down. If it is said that this is something that most teachers and teaching staff have tacitly understood, it suddenly caused a storm, and most people think it is very strange.

Rin, who was the only one who didn't feel strange, didn't say anything although he felt uncomfortable.

There is an email on the mobile phone, which is the news that Daoming Temple has made an appointment to meet.

It seems to be in a hurry.

Although the relationship with Daoming Temple was once tense, it is not bad now. Rin asked for leave from the basketball club, and when he walked out of the school, he saw Daoming Temple waiting for him early.

He looked very anxious, walking back and forth non-stop, and occasionally scratching at his naturally curly hair irritably.

What happened?

Rin quickly went through the recent important events in his heart. Before he could figure it out, Daoming Temple saw him coming out and walked over quickly.

"long time no see……"

Rin's remaining half of the conversation ended with the other party grabbing his wrist.

"I want to confirm one thing."

Daoming Si stared at him with dark eyes, completely opposite to the arrogant but carefree aura of the past.

"...What?" Rin asked in astonishment, grabbed his hand, and remained motionless.

"...Am I?" Daoming Si spoke in a difficult tone, obviously this incident that was about to be spoken made him unacceptable and painful to say, "...like you?"