[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

"Dong Hua, is it convenient for me to come in?"

The shoji behind him was tapped lightly twice, and the old woman's old and gentle voice came in vaguely.

Dong Hua paused, she had just put on the snow-white jacket, and only had time to take off the half-covered second-toed foot bag when she heard the sound, walked quickly to the door and opened the barrier, and stretched out her hand to support grandma's arm: " Slow down—how did you get up so early?"

"At my age, I can't sleep well." Grandma patted the back of her hand, "It's you, why do you wake up so early."

Donghua was silent for a while, then lowered her eyes and reached out to put down the hair pinned behind the ear, covering the earlobe that had climbed up hot: "Because it is grandma's birthday, so I want to get up early to prepare."

Grandma glanced at her with a smile, but said nothing: "Kimono, let me help you wear it."

"Then thank you grandma."

In the early morning, the surrounding area was very quiet, only the grandparents and grandchildren chatting softly from time to time.

"Did your father tell you?" Grandma helped her put on her belt, "Mr. Akashi will bring the young master over here today."

"... I said it." Dong Hua stretched her arms to make it easier for the old man to move. At the same time, she was glad that her grandmother was behind her, so she couldn't see the blush on her face.

"The young master of his family came to visit, right?" The old man lost his intention to change the subject just now, and continued to ask amidst the rustling of the cloth, "I remember it was summer, and the yard was open." A red rose, which happened to match his last name."

"You have a good memory." Dong Hua bit her lower lip and didn't look back with the old man, as if she wasn't there at the time, she just coaxed her without pain.

"..." Grandma paused, and then sighed softly, "Donghua, you're getting old too."

Dong Hua immediately took a tight breath, the red tide on her face almost spread to her neck.

Grandma would have misunderstood, and had already muttered to herself: "Your grandfather and I are already very old, and I don't know when it will—"

"Grandmother!" Dong Hua raised her voice to interrupt her, "Please don't make jokes on such a good day."

"Okay, I made a slip of the tongue," the grandmother nodded, her tone was a little brisk, but her face still had a serious look on her face. She then gently took the girl's palm hidden in her sleeve and asked her to sit on the dressing table. At the table, I picked up the comb on the table and combed her long hair, "We have no ability to protect you anymore. We have no position and no reason to refute your father's decision."

After all, they were the ones who ruined their son's life for the glory of the family.

"The name of the young master of the Akashi family, I often hear it from those handkerchief handers." Grandma turned her eyes slightly, and saw the girl's flattened lips in the mirror, "I heard that he is a rare and outstanding son of a family, and there are no dandies. You bastard, he is humble and gentle, and he is very successful in his studies—you are classmates, of course you know these things better than me."

"He has a good character and good looks, and he is already considered a rare lover." The old woman gently inserted a hairpin|into the girl's bun, "Grandmother hopes that you... will have a better life."

It is precisely because I have witnessed the tragedy of my son's marriage that I can't bear to include my granddaughter's life in it. However, the words "family glory" are easier said than done, and what is given up is always more than what is gained.If this is the case, then it is better to be more ordinary, treat this matter as the same as losing your teeth and growing taller, don't care about and struggle, and maybe you can get a little peace by deceiving yourself.

A practitioner of the theory herself, she is now clumsily passing it on to her granddaughter.

But the girl did not, as she expected, nod obediently and say "yes" as usual - the old man's cloudy eyes slightly widened, and the girl's rare bright dark gray pupils were reflected in his eyes in surprise.

"Grandmother," Dong Hua turned her body halfway, reached out and grabbed the rough palm on her shoulder, and then slightly curled the corners of her lips, "I will have a good life, he——it is really rare Beloved."

The old woman seemed to be unable to comprehend, she still stared at the young girl with her head down in a daze. After a long while, she slightly raised the corners of her lips and smiled in relief: "That would be the best."

Unlike the families that only send congratulatory gifts, the Akashi family is the only family that sends out invitations to celebrate their birthdays. They are also a family that has lasted for a hundred years. How far?" is out of line.

Therefore, everyone in the whole old house maintained a tacit understanding almost tacitly. Whether it was the display or the formulation of the menu, the birthdays were much more grand than in previous years.

"Miss, the guests from Akashi's house have arrived, and the young master told you to go out to entertain them."

The one who came to report was the maid who had served grandmother a long time ago. She has been working in Xiyuan Temple's house for so many years, and even her name was from a long time ago.

"Master" is of course Dong Hua's father.

"I see, I'll be here soon," Dong Hua nodded, but couldn't help but look at the vanity mirror again.

——Is the color of this lipstick too bright...will it look frivolous?

She hesitated for a moment, but the realization that Akashi Seijuro's father was still waiting outside made her extremely anxious. The annoyance and anxiety of "why did you choose this lipstick in the first place" rushed to the top of her head, Donghua pursed her lips , In the end, I only sipped it with a paper towel, put on the clogs hastily, and walked to the outer hall according to the maid's guidance.

The timing was just right, when Dong Hua walked to the corridor of the outer hall, their figures appeared at the end of the courtyard.

The red-haired boy in black patterned hakama saw her from a distance, he squinted his eyes, and his good eyesight was better than nothing in just a dozen meters.

——The girl is wearing black sleeves today, and the horn belt around her waist is white. She is crossing her hands in front of her stomach in a dignified movement, and the wide sleeves hang down to the calf. Large areas of golden flowers are thus revealed.

Platinum-blond long hair was pulled into a complicated hairstyle, fixed with a hairpin with tassels, and diamond earrings hanging from the earlobe. Of course, Akashi Seijuro could tell that she also wore a rather solemn full makeup, probably In order to impress my father, even the eyeliner seems to have been measured by a ruler, and it is not frivolous in length.

Akashi Seijuro's eyes slowly softened, he walked half a step behind his father, and smiled at her with the corners of his lips raised.

Of course Dong Hua could see his smile, but she was used to having a cold face, and she hadn't practiced the dignified smile of a noble lady. The little pear dimples on her cheeks were all for her boyfriend to see. The softness of the little girl lost the dignity of a lady in front of his father.Therefore, she didn't give him a smile in return, but just pursed her lips and winked at him.

"Mr. Akashi, Akashi-kun, good day," Donghua bowed slightly to the two people who walked in front of her, and then turned slightly sideways, her gestures were full of elegance and nobility, "You two can come to the humble house in time to attend the grandmother's meeting. I am really grateful for the birthday banquet, the journey from Kyoto to Kanagawa has been exhausting, please let the two of you enter the living room to rest."

Akashi Seishomi took a second look at her. At first he thought she was a soft-spoken and unruffled lady, but she got along well with Seijuro only because of her meekness and demureness. However, when I saw her today, I realized that she was not very good at talking about it. She doesn't leak water, and she has no fear in front of him.Looking carefully, even though she was young, she was able to hold down such a heavy and gorgeous dress, which shows that she has a good temperament.

"Thank you." The brown-haired man nodded without getting angry, and then walked into the hall according to her guidance.

Fuyuka took a deep breath without any trace, and smiled at Akashi Seijuro who was walking by.

Akashi looked at her bright eyes bent, and a corner of his heart was suddenly hit - she could wear a luxurious kimono, show the dignified demeanor of a lady from a family, and entertain guests with ease, but she would still be in a small corner where no one noticed , showing him the soft little dimples on her cheeks.

— or his little girl.

Akashi wanted to touch her face, or rub her hair, but he had no choice but to give up on such an occasion. He took a deep look at her, and took two quick steps to follow his father's footsteps.

When Dong Hua returned to the outer hall, she was the only one left with empty seats in the hall. Her father and the brown-haired man were talking, she paused, but she didn't go directly to sit down.Sure enough, the man who was talking to Akashi Seishomi threw her a look in the middle of the conversation after a while.

She looked around, only to find that the small table of Akashi and his son was still empty, and the maid on standby was behind them, and it was easy to see who would be left to do the tea pouring.

A maid holding a tray came from behind at the right time. Donghua took a deep breath, then nodded to the maid, signaling her to follow her.

"I'm sorry," Donghua knelt down gently, the hairpin tassels on her head and the earrings dangling below her ears shook slightly. She nodded to Akashi Seiyuki, and after apologizing softly, she took off from the tray. He took a small plate of snacks and placed them on the corner of the table, and then placed a teacup in front of him. He gently picked up the teapot with his right hand, and held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand. The green and clear tea soup was poured into the teacup from the spout, and the tea flow was fine and smooth. Uniform, with almost no sound, the arc of the girl's wrist is just right as if it has been accurately measured.

"Please use it slowly." Donghua lowered her head respectfully, and brought the teacup to Akashi Seishin.

"Okay, thank you." Akashi Seishomi said in a deep voice, without any emotion in his words.

Donghua bowed her head as usual, then got up slowly, and walked towards the red-haired boy next to Akashi Seishin with small steps.

"Akashi-kun, I'm sorry," Donghua's attitude didn't change at all from the serious middle-aged man just now. She gently poured tea soup into the teacup, her movements were elegant and beautiful, but she didn't raise her head to meet him once. .

Akashi raised his eyebrows.

This is what Akashi Masaomi saw when he turned his head - just now, the girl with extraordinary bearing was lowering her head and pouring tea, and she didn't show the slightest little daughter's attitude when her lover was in front of her, but her son... quite He stared at the girl intently and with perfect eyes.

Akashi Seishomi: "..."

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Akashi Masayoshi: My son is dead!

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