A gift for you Ivychun

Now! ”

Amano held the small refrigerator wrapped in layers with great vigor, and pulled Kashino into the car specially sent by Nakatomi.

At 39:[-] p.m., Nakatomi's ward.

"Wait a moment!"

Squeezing into the outermost reception room at the last second when Yukimura closed the door, Amano complained to him panting:

"Why did you close the door as soon as you saw us!"

"Ah, sorry."

Yukimura apologized absent-mindedly, but couldn't see the slightest apology,

"Go back today, it's inconvenient for Fujitsu to receive guests."

"why?"

Kashino frowned.

"Ah, I'm sick, I just woke up."

Yukimura said a few perfunctory words, obviously he didn't want to talk more.

"Hey——but this is the result of our day's work, and it will melt if you leave it a little longer!"

Amano drooped his head in frustration,

"Everyone has worked hard for so long, and they all said with great hope..."

Kashino also earnestly asked:

"Can't you be more flexible? We are very confident that we will succeed this time."

"Sorry, it's about Fujitsu, I can't take risks no matter what."

Yukimura was still smiling, but the sense of oppression he brought was extraordinarily strong.

"Xukimura-san, please tell her a word, our dessert will definitely remind her of her favorite person!"

In order to gain access, Amano even resorted to a trump card.

Hearing this, Yukimura's face froze, and then he looked at the two of them for half the salary, and then looked at the refrigerator that was hugged by her inexplicably, and finally walked into Nakatomi's bedroom.

After a very long minute for Amano and Kashino, Ms. Fujiwara opened the door and came out, stood by the door and bowed and said:

"Your Highness, please enter."

Walking into the door, he saw Zhongchen half sitting and half lying on the bed, his fair and beautiful face became paler and weaker, but the awe-inspiring and inviolable aura around him did not weaken a bit.She still had infusion bottles and instruments of various sizes inserted into her body. The electrocardiogram and sphygmomanometer beside her were still working, and Professor Ninzu stood by and watched closely all the time.But she seemed to be used to all this, just chatting casually with Yukimura who was sitting on the blue chair beside the bed.

Seeing the two of them coming in, she only nodded slightly, and ordered:

"Professor Shinozu, go down and rest. Ms. Fujiwara, you just wait outside the door."

Although they were not at ease, but after hearing such firm words, the two people who were named had no choice but to leave according to their words, leaving the huge room to the four of them.

Seeing that everyone was going down, Zhong Chen looked at them and said flatly:

"Take it out."

Carefully taking out the dessert, the two of them placed the dessert on the carved red sandalwood table in front of Nakatomi with anxiety.

From the appearance, this is an exceptionally enchanting and beautiful purple-blue calamus flower, with the most gentle and innocent appearance.The lovely and lovely color sets off the ordinary white dessert plate with incomparable exquisiteness.

Zhongchen sniffed lightly:

"This is... blueberries."

Very sure tone.

"As expected of Tiantianji! I specially picked this one according to your taste!"

Amano did not deny it.

Nakatomi was really surprised: she didn't even notice her own preference, did this girl really know or was it just a coincidence?

"You seem to know my tastes very well."

Nakatomi asked directly,

"Not just what Sheng Zeng told you."

After finishing speaking, she glanced at Yukimura.The latter returned her an innocent smile confidently.

Amano was unaware of the undercurrent of the waves on the other side, and openly revealed:

"Yeah, I've been observing for a long time! In fact, Tiantianji doesn't have much reaction to any ingredients emotionally, but physically, she can't help but eat blueberry jam or pastries with blueberry filling first; and every pastry is delicious. It's sweet, and I can't stand the bitter taste. In addition, every time Tiantian Ji saves the part with milk chocolate on the dessert until the end, but it's not because she hates it, but because of the mentality of 'saving the best for last'... Ah, what a contradiction!"

Nakatomi, who was analyzed in this way, said calmly:

"Your brain is very useful in this respect."

This is purely expressing her affirmation of Amano's ability. The always pure and direct Tiantianji can't learn to be as crooked as Yukimura. She is only occasionally black.Fortunately, Amano is also a natural type, very encouraged and said with a smile:

"Hey, where is it~ Then, Tiantianji, let's try it!"

Nakatomi picked up the silver spoon on the side, took a spoonful from one corner, and took a sip:

"Um...ice cream."

It is really unexpected that such a warm and friendly flower brings such a cold taste to people!

Nakatomi raised his eyes to look at the two people in front of him, always felt that this plate of dessert was a bit weird, and it seemed to carry a deeper meaning that she didn't know.

Sure enough, Amano smiled ambiguously, and kept encouraging Nakatomi:

"Continue, Tiantian Ji, the inside is the most exciting place!"

Nakatomi had no choice but to dig deeper with a spoon.Penetrating through the surface of the ice cream, the inside is a very soft sponge cake, which also has the same icy taste.The cake has a mysterious scent of rosemary, combined with a hint of coolness, which makes the supposedly sweet and gentle cake feel indifferent and dangerous.

However, it's just a slightly better-looking ice cream cake!She thought dully, just about to put down the spoon, but suddenly felt a hard barrier - a layer of very hard dark chocolate.

She raised her head in confusion: doesn't she know that she doesn't like bitter food?

Amano returned her a mysterious smile:

"Hey, anyway, there is only a small piece in the middle left, so Tiantian Ji can bite it down, so that the feeling will be the most intuitive!"

Although Nakatomi felt that something was wrong, he still put the remaining piece into his mouth.

She chewed slowly, first the cold and sweet ice cream surface, then the soft but cold sweet cake, and the hard and bitter chocolate in the middle.She savored it carefully, and the rich taste came one after another, stimulating her taste buds, and that weird feeling came back again. This combination made her feel a little familiar inexplicably.

A purple-blue figure flashed in her mind, so fast that she had no time to catch it.She shook her head, trying to put the feeling behind her, only to be surprised to see it getting stronger.

On the electrocardiogram beside the bed, the smooth lines fluctuated for a moment.

She bit the piece of chocolate with a little force, and the rich and cold bitterness made her frown.Gradually, she felt that the bitterness was not so unbearable, and it gradually became warm, with a hint of freshness and sweetness.

She passed the tip of her tongue in doubt, and felt the warm and thick liquid pouring out of the chocolate—this is the hot red bean stuffing!

Stimulated by the completely opposite temperature from before, a flash of light flashed in her mind, and she finally remembered where the sense of familiarity came from——

It's holy!From the inside to the outside, this pastry completely represented the person Yukimura Seichi!

The beautiful and slender appearance does not mean that he is also weak and deceitful, on the contrary, he looks like the same beautiful but highly poisonous calamus.Although he has a gentle and polite personality towards everyone, he quietly draws an insurmountable boundary with alienation, and treats outsiders with indescribable indifference.But once someone can be recognized by him, it is not a blessing. The inner blackness often makes people complain, but when faced with that powerful and domineering aura, they can only complain.

Only when the innermost hard protective shell is broken, will he discover that deep in his heart, there is such a warm, beautiful, sensitive and surprisingly simple place.

However, how many can truly touch his heart?

Nakatomi's eyes softened unconsciously.She tenderly felt the sweetness of red beans spreading on the tip of her tongue, and gradually neutralized and covered up the previous bitterness and coldness, feeling that the corner of her heart was also sweetened.It was as if, every time she was stabbed by his black belly or inadvertent indifference, the deep emotion in his eyes immediately made her warm and...

and many more!

red beans?

She opened her eyes suddenly, as if possessed by a demon, she murmured:

"Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches come out in spring. May you pick more, this thing is the most..."

The last two words, however, seemed to weigh a thousand catties, hanging heavily on the tip of the tongue, unable to get rid of it no matter what, but unable to utter it for a long time.

She used a very familiar Chinese in her previous life, and none of the people present could understand her.Yukimura looked at her uneasy face, and worriedly stepped forward to ask:

"Fujitsuki, what's the matter? Are you still not feeling well?"

Nakatomi stared blankly at Yukimura's delicate face, the undisguised concern and genuine emotion on it was what moved her the most all the time.

In my mind, the scenes of being with him flashed quickly—the coat he put on for a stranger on the rooftop on a rainy night, the warm voice when he invited her to join them in their happy afternoon, the words about "health" when he bowed his head and sipped tea. "It coincides with hers, the pure and stunning eyes when he saw her true face for the first time, the flash of slyness when he was eager to show Daphne's paintings to her, and the gentle and indulgent expression he often looked at her...

And, there's more!When she was arranging flowers, she occasionally looked up to see his serious painting side face, she couldn't help but express encouragement when she faced him who was negative and lost, she was rare when she listened to his lullaby, she was courageous when she was determined to go against the current for him, she Her resoluteness at the possibility of threatening him, her ecstasy at the knowledge that he was her only friend...

For his birthday, she will give away the objects that have been with her for many years, she will carefully prepare tea spring water for his smile, and she will use the contacts accumulated over the years for his innocent disaster.She will be warmed because of his smile, and chilled because of his anger; she will feel inferior because of his sympathy, and will compromise because of his concern.

Unknowingly, he has reached such an important position in her heart.The indifferent and reserved Tiantian Ji would only collapse when facing him.

So, is he really... just a friend to her?

She was thinking in a daze, the heat of that day by the pool hit her again.She raised her hand to touch her cheek, and the burning sensation made her guess the color of her face without looking in the mirror.

She couldn't help turning her head, the originally stable electrocardiogram fluttered into violent ups and downs, showing the turbulent waves in her heart.

"How is this going?"

Yukimura on the side naturally also discovered this.The usual shrewd man unexpectedly had such a moment of bewilderment, he anxiously stretched out his hand to test Zhongchen's body temperature, completely oblivious to her smiling eyes.

"Hold on, Fujitsuki! I'll call someone right away!"

After speaking, he quickly ran to the door.

It was foreseeable that a large number of anxious doctors and nurses would come, and taking advantage of the short-term calm before the panic, Nakatomi looked deeply at the two people who were still standing in front of him, and for the first time there was a smile in his voice:

"Although it's a bit of taking advantage of others, you really moved my heart."

The two who were waiting nervously breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words, and couldn't hold back their excited hugs anymore.

In the next second, Professor Ninzu led a group of people to swarm up and surrounded Zhongchen with various sophisticated instruments.

Fujiwara promptly asked them out of the ward.

"Amano."

Just as they were about to leave the room, Nakatomi's voice sounded again, stopping their steps.

When they looked back, the indifferent goddess who seemed emotionless and emotionless when they first met sat up. Although her face was still calm, she had already melted all the hard ice and snow.She looked at them seriously, the obsidian-like eyes revealed the wisdom that was usually hidden deep in the bottom.

"To impress an aristocrat, what matters is not his taste buds, but his heart. The most delicious dessert in the world is the softness that can hit the deepest part of the heart."

With an air of seeing through everything, she prophesied categorically and as expected,

"Amano, one day, you will become the world's number one pastry chef."

heartless

The majestic and simple Japanese-style buildings, one after another, start from the torii gate at the foot of the mountain and stretch all the way to the mountainside.Black tiles and white walls, the corners of the eaves are drooping, half hidden and half exposed behind the mountains and greenery.As for the mountainside, there is only a narrow and steep stone step, connecting the daily life with the solemn ancestral hall on the top of the mountain.

The luxuriant branches and leaves of tall ancient trees converge into a sea of ​​blue waves, enveloping the whole mansion in this secluded tranquility.Every brick and tile here is a mysterious existence among the people outside the mountain.

Only a very small number of nobles know that it is the main clan of the only remaining Shinto clan, the Nakatomi clan.

At dawn, the numerous servants were already busy.They passed through the corridors and pavilions quietly and quickly, performing their duties in an orderly manner. Although they came and went, they did not add much popularity to this ancient house.

The owner of this vast land—the grandparents and grandchildren, one old and one young, are sitting on the top of the mountain, facing each other.

The old man looked at the heavy ancient books spread out in front of him, and said unhurriedly:

"Fujitsuki, have you finished watching?"

The girl in front of me heard the words, but replied indifferently:

"Yes, grandfather."

"Oh? Is there something you don't understand?"

Although the old man said so, his expression was disapproving,

"The cruel history of the Warring States Period is still not suitable for little girls!"

"Grandfather, please be careful."

The girl fell to the ground, her movements were respectful, her expression was indifferent, without the slightest immaturity that should be expected at this age.

Seeing this, the old man who had always been careless finally became interested.He flipped the pages of the book casually, and opened his mouth seemingly unintentionally:

"Three days after Shibie, you really should look at it with admiration. It seems that you should have experienced a lot! Then, in the entire long Warring States period, is that Oda city you admire the most?"

"No, grandfather."

The girl answered seriously,

"It seems that she doesn't compete with the world, but in fact she drifts with the tide. She has an excellent family background and beauty, but fails to reflect her own value that matches it. She is just a man's plaything throughout her life. Such a woman, it is difficult to forgive Fujitsuki. agree."

"Well, it's a little enlightened!"

The old man nodded, then asked again,

"So, who is it changed to now? It won't be Jing Yuqian, right?"

Didn't hear the joke in his words, the girl still replied sternly:

"As a witch, my heart is not pure, and what I rely on is nothing more than appearance and dancing skills. What's more stupid is that emotions precede reason, and love leads to impulsive consequences, which affects family members. Even though I am a dancer, I still dare not Compliments."

Hearing this, the old man's eyes became even brighter, and he asked:

"What about the Asai three sisters?"

The girl shook her head imperceptibly:

"The eldest sister is notorious for playing tricks and being too obsessed with things outside of her body; the second sister is weak and incompetent, and the only time she is brave is because of love and she forgets her family responsibilities; end."

"Even Asai Jiang is not recognized by you?"

The old man showed a faint smile,

"Although it is too absolute, it is also pertinent and direct."

He picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, then suddenly asked:

"Do you know where these people fail?"

The girl replied without hesitation:

"They are all too superstitious about the authority of men. The fame and power gained by relying on others is like ice and snow, which will melt at sunrise. Even in that era, women are regarded as men's vassals, women should not treat men with a vassal mentality."

"Bold!"

The old man put down his teacup with a "bang", and looked at the girl with blazing eyes.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Yes, grandfather."

The girl looked back at the old man neither humble nor overbearing,

"This is my realization as a descendant of Tiantian Numing."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly chilled.Both fell silent, exchanging knowing glances with each other.

The wind from the top of the mountain blew over the steps under the eaves, making a sound like jade and stone colliding.There is a clear and ethereal bell wafting from a distance. It is the shaking of the Kagura bell in the hands of the priestess at the foot of the mountain when she wakes up and dances in the morning.

In fact, with the popularization of Shintoism, witches have already spread all over the country.Kagura, which was enshrined in the high altar in ancient times, seems to have become secularized, and it is no longer monopolized by any one family.It's just that the most orthodox kagura recognized by the nobles of the family still comes from this.

The society is changing with each passing day, how many people still know about the ancestors of witches?

The founding goddess who wore flower tinsel on her head and danced on the lotus ground in Manbusheng in the ancient gods, even though she did not have a natural family background and military strength, she knew her own value better than others.Even if she is just a weak woman who can't lift her hands or shoulders, she can still dance a dance that moves the gods, laugh and make the enemy chieftain bow down her skirt.

She is a woman with an independent image in the true sense who came from the battlefield where the flames of war are everywhere and the gods are fighting.

And the ancestor of the women of the Zhongchen family, the surname is the ape girl——the ape girl Junzu Tiantian girl life.

Under the coercion accumulated by the old man for many years, the girl still had a calm face, calm and indifferent.Although she holds the junior ceremony, the aura around her is noble and awe-inspiring, which should not be underestimated.

After staring at each other for a long time, the old man suddenly laughed, and the laughter resounded through the empty ancestral hall.

"I didn't expect you to realize this step."

The old man smiled and said,

"Six years old... only six years old! You really deserve to be a child prodigy who was born with a vision!"

The girl's expression was neither sad nor happy, she looked at the laughing old man lightly, like a pure bystander.

Smiling and laughing, the corners of his eyes gradually became moist:

"Since Desheng left, I didn't want you to go on this road. For a girl, it's too high! You haven't reached the state of Kagura since you were three years old, and I thought This is the secret arrangement of the Lord God of Tianyu, so that you can live your life peacefully and happily. Who would have thought..."

He couldn't say the latter words for a long time.

"Grandfather, ever since the surname 'Nakatomi' was crowned, Fujitsuki is doomed not to stay away from right and wrong. The only difference is whether the control is in the hands of oneself or someone else."

Girls are rational and calm beyond ordinary people.

"I thought you were indifferent to the world."

It had to be said that the old man knew his granddaughter quite well, otherwise he wouldn't have given up decisively when she faced a bottleneck.

"I'm free from competition, but it doesn't mean I'll be rubbed by others."

Girls are obviously more aware of the boundaries between the two,

"Lao Tzu in China said: 'The husband is the only one who does not fight, so the world cannot compete with him'."

Surprised by the girl's keenness, the old man looked at this precocious granddaughter for the first time - she was actually more suitable than her father for the wish that neither of them had completed.

She is smart enough, sensible enough, and determined enough, but more importantly, she is indifferent, sensitive enough, and ruthless enough—hard enough to be ruthless to herself.

"Since you insist on this, then it's settled."

After a long time, the old man sighed and finally warned her,

"It's just that once you set foot on this road, don't think about turning back."

The girl's eyes are indifferent but firm:

"From the moment I realized the trouble my identity and gender would cause, I never thought of a second path."

The morning light penetrated through the ancient doors and windows, and shuttled among the rows of tall and fortified spiritual places in the room.The young girl looked at the mysterious coat of arms on the endless wooden tablet, with a clearness of resignation in her eyes.

"Then, today, I will teach you the first rule of the Nakatomi clan!"

The old man said seriously:

"You have to remember that in this world, those with heart and soul have the most weaknesses, and those with heart and heart are embarrassed, and only those who are heartless and heartless can stand on top forever."

"This heart is your selfish heart - desire, preference, compassion, weakness, fear, hesitation... This emotion - is your private love - love and hate, likes and dislikes, joys and sorrows, anger, worry, Laughing and crying..."

"Those who achieve great things must be selfless and selfless, so as to ensure that they will not be affected by any decision-making."

"But, such a person is too extreme, won't he go on an evil path?"

Girls don't understand.

"No, the suzerain of the Nakatomi Clan will not. Because he still has the constraints of responsibility, and what weighs on his shoulders is the glory and shackles of a thousand years. His every move has thousands of eyes endlessly stare."

The old man's eyes were deep, as if he was remembering something,

"Your father and I, we were both heartless and ruthless people. But in the end, we were misled by personal affairs and fell short. Emotions are indeed the most elusive thing in the world. Not everyone can balance it with responsibility." Time to find the most perfect balance point. Therefore, I would rather you remain so indifferent forever than face this unknown danger!"

The girl nodded with a vague understanding, and then asked:

"And what about the heartless man? What about him?"

"Heartless?"

The old man who was asked this question for the first time was surprised,

"It's impossible! No one has ever done this. If there is no heart, how can there be love?"

Girls are not forgiving:

"What if someone is willing to share his heart? If he wants me to share a heart with him, is willing to use his love as my love, and is willing to grow old hand in hand with me, can I be both heartless and affectionate?"

"impossible!"

The old man denied without thinking,

"People's hearts are selfish and unreliable. Even if someone thinks that they love you more than themselves for a moment, it is just the impulse of love. There is no kind of love that does not expect a response. Faced with you who cannot give you everything, no matter how endless Love will dry up too!"

He looked deeply at the ignorant girl, and his reluctance to struggle was quickly hidden behind his stern eyes:

"So, never expect love that doesn't ask for anything in return, and don't try to love. Feelings are a double-edged sword, and it is too dangerous for the suzerain of the Zhongchen clan. Tianji, be a heartless and heartless person, so that Never get hurt again!"

……

"What about heartless people?"

"No one has ever done this step. If there is no heart, how can there be love?"

"What if someone would share his heart?"

"The human heart is selfish and unreliable."

"Tianji, be a heartless and heartless person, so that you will never get hurt!"

……

"No!"

Screaming and sitting up, Nakatomi looked around blankly, only seeing the familiar ward furnishings.

It turned out that it was just a dream...

"Your Highness, are you alright!"

The maid on duty at night asked in a low voice outside the door in panic, as if she was about to rush into the house as soon as she said "no".

"nothing."

She fell back on the bed weakly, and simply replied two words.

After dismissing the fussing maid, she stared at the pattern above her head in a trance, and her thoughts drifted back to the dream she had just had.

In fact, it cannot simply be said to be a dream, because it was indeed a past event that actually happened——

On the morning when she was six years old, her grandfather's "Tianji" changed her fate!

Outsiders only know that "Heaven" is a custom that is specially crowned on the eldest son and eldest daughter, but they don't know that it is actually a symbol that symbolizes the supreme status-the inheritance right of Zhongchen's and Tiantian's daughter's life.

And in each generation, those eldest sons and eldest daughters whose talents and virtues are not worthy of this honor will be changed to "Fujiwara" and become a branch family dedicated to assisting the suzerain.

Survival of the fittest is also a necessary means of last resort if you want to experience the millennium's big waves washing away the sand.

Therefore, before the age of six, her name was just "Nakatomi Fujitsu".Although you are the only descendant of the Zhongchen suzerain, he has no inheritance rights and can only wait for the coming-of-age ceremony as a symbol to marry the real heir.

In this world, there are many smart women, and there are so many beautiful women, and there are also many noble women. Even if you are lucky enough to be the most brilliant among them, it is just a rarer decoration.

Examples like this - Ashi who is known as the "No. [-] Beauty in the Warring States Period", the empress Yodo-kun of Osaka Castle, Shizuozen who enjoys the supreme grace...there are too many!

No matter in which country, the status of women and men has never achieved equality in the true sense.

Fortunately, she came to her senses in time, and she no longer had the attitude of being all-encompassing as before.For her who was already indifferent, it was a breeze for her to be "heartless and ruthless".

but……

She turned over and touched her heart unconsciously——

There, it was as empty as ever, and there was no place for anything to stand.But what is that surging warm current?

Heartless...

She thought obsessively: Is there really someone willing to share his heart?

waiting for spring

Yukimura was naturally unaware of Nakatomi's entanglements.Even if he could vaguely see the strangeness in her during this time, he didn't have time to think about it.Because, he has already fallen into a deeper entanglement.

Since Zhongchen's condition could no longer be controlled by drugs, and the experiments and preparations for the surgery had been completed, Zhongchen's surgery arrangement was thus put on the schedule.

Although it is a new type of surgery with a high success rate, Yukimura's postoperative reaction was not too problematic before, but Nakaomi's situation is much more difficult than the previous one.If it weren't for her insistence, the hospital would never dare to take the risk.

You know, this one is the only heir of the Nakatomi family.If there is something good or bad, then the entire Japanese Shinto world—no, maybe even the entire world's aristocratic world will have a big shock.

Think about what happened to the Jinjing family 12 years ago, and then look at the even more gloomy face of the elderly Nakatomi Sovereign. All the medical staff have to pray to the God of Tianyu Zhongzhu before going out every day before they dare to come to work.

Of course, these are not the main reasons for Yukimura's entanglement.There is only one thing that can make him hesitate at present-should he confess his love before or after the operation?

Before the operation is a good opportunity to attack in one fell swoop when people are psychologically fragile. Intimate comfort and warm encouragement are the best ways to open the gate.Think back then, wasn't he also inadvertently captured by Fujiyue at this time?

but……

He hesitated and frowned—no matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn't say any words of comfort and encouragement to Fujiyue's expressionless face and normal routine for ten years!

Then, post-surgery seems to be a good choice. The first face you see after waking up should be able to evoke the fledgling plot of people.There are also such scenes as being together for rehabilitation, supporting and encouraging each other and then having a long-term relationship. It seems to be the most loving setting in the TV series that mothers and sisters often watch!

or but...

He squeezed the center of his brows in distress—not to mention whether Ms. Fujiwara will let her go, but considering Fujitsu's extremely strong willpower and endurance, this plan seems unrealistic.

The so-called "seeing the stitches in the sea", the premise is that the other party has a seam.And Zhongchen Tiantianji's nerve was an extremely hard diamond 800 years ago... no, it should be carbon 60!

Thinking of this, his expression became more and more melancholy, which immediately caused the exclamations of the girls who came to visit at the door to suppress.He glanced up at their flushed and excited faces without interest, and couldn't even smile politely.

Sigh——Although what he likes is Fujitsu, who is never as superficial and rational as other girls, but this undoubtedly adds a lot of difficulty to his bumpy love journey.

Therefore, during the period before the surgery—including the daily morning tea with Nakatomi, Yukimura kept in a tangled mood, and naturally ignored Nakatomi's eyes looking at him thoughtfully .

And in an unknown corner——

"Hey, Brother Liu, do you want first-hand information?"

"Oh? About Yukimura?"

"That's right!"

"Photos of Yukimura and Tentenhime."

"Deal! As expected, Brother Liu, you know my heart best."

"Brothers also need to settle accounts clearly, and deliver the goods with one hand and the photos with the other."

"No problem! Ah, that's right! You can change the bet for me by the way, and I'll bet on the other side!"

"Oh? That one is not suppressed, what else do you know?"

"Hee hee, the secret must not be revealed~"

……

Time is always a theory of relativity, and the definition of speed varies from time to place, from person to situation, and each has its own advantages and disadvantages.In the midst of Yukimura's entanglement that could never be straightened out and Nakatomi's thought of gaining something, the day of the operation came before him in the blink of an eye.

Sitting in the familiar ward, watching Fujiwara carefully pulling up Nakatomi's hair like a waterfall of blue hair, Yukimura suddenly realized that time really waits for no one!

Nakatomi, who was wearing a surgical gown and a surgical cap, without the background of Sanqian Rousi, showed his perfect and delicate face openly.She still has an indifferent demeanor, still has slender and elegant facial features, and still has those penetrating black eyes that make all living beings gloomy. Fortunately, the village is still sensitive to find that compared with the past, she has something less and more. thing.

Fujiwara silently led the changing maids back, leaving the quiet room for Nakatomi who was about to enter the operating room—or more precisely, Nakatomi and Yukimura.

In the incense burner in the corner, there is only a furnace of cold agarwood crumbs, which makes the dark fragrance of wisteria that was deliberately suppressed in the past clearer.

"Holy."

Nakatomi let out a low voice.

"What's wrong, Fujitsu?"

Yukimura also responded, and leaned forward slightly, looking at her half lying on the bed with concern.

Zhong Chen didn't look at him, and continued on his own:

"I remember the first time I went to your ward, I told a fairy tale. At that time, you said—fairy tale, it was the story my mother told me every night when I was a child. But...my mother, it will never be possible Lull me to sleep."

Yukimura's eyes dimmed.He didn't know the secrets behind this incident, Zhongchen's momentary silence, and the stagnation of the indoor atmosphere, but now that he thinks about it, every word hurts his heart.

"I have only been coaxed once since I was a child."

Nakatomi's voice was still talking alone in the room, but it was more like talking to himself,

"When I was three years old, I went to England to study dancing and lived with Daphne and Alice. Before going to bed at night, Daphne told me a story."

Yukimura raised his head suddenly, remembering the similarities between the "Princess on the Tower" and the Rapunzel in Nakatomi's story——

It was a gorgeous, lonely, hypocritical and helpless compromise. Compromising to the environment was also to oneself.

The former depicts the state of mind of Miss de Lorraine; the latter alludes to Nakatomi Tentenji's experience.

It's just that the former is so lucky to fall in love with the giant dragon guarding the tower, and life in the tower is no longer so helpless; while the latter, it is really hard to say right or wrong, but he made the best choice for himself.

Born in a family, there are so many helplessness.If you want to live, you must be smart enough to see yourself and your surroundings rationally; but if you want to live well, you must also be unsmart enough to suppress unwilling struggles, ignore undue extravagant expectations, and rarely live in a muddleheaded way. this life.

From this point of view—Yukimura clenched his left hand behind his back, holding back the soreness and the ensuing huge hole in his chest——from this point of view, Nakaomi’s emotional bluntness and naturalness were really true. Her best protection.

Nakatomi was completely unaware of Yukimura's inner churning and struggle at this moment, and continued:

"That day, you asked me what happened to me, and I replied that you were gone. In fact, it was the first time in my life that I lied."

Yukimura looked up in surprise, and saw that she was habitually trying to brush her hair, but forgot that it was all combed and put her hands down in embarrassment.

"The story Daphne told back then, and the following."

Zhong Chen looked at the distant blue sky, his eyes were soft and long, and with a touch of nostalgia, he continued the unfinished fairy tale,

"The girl who declined the prince returned to her daily life, carelessly forgetting this episode, just like forgetting a dead leaf from the wisteria in front of the window."

"Unexpectedly, one day, an unlucky explorer passed by here, angered the wizard, and was imprisoned by him in another tower in this forbidden area. That tower is adjacent to the girl's tower, so close We could hear each other's voices from the window sill."

"The girl who is used to living a lonely life didn't have any special reaction. The cold temperament she had cultivated over the years allowed her to live a peaceful and stable life, and she didn't even care about the tower next door