[Golden String + Net King] Arc

Even if Ren Zu was clearly rejected, when Qing Yu received a call from Ren Zu and Rui, he still couldn't stop talking.

"Yuyu, your father and grandfather hope that you will come back, and hope to have you on the dinner table at our family tomorrow."

Qing Yu has always hated dealing with elders. When she was in Vienna, her teacher would not interfere with her life in any way except for music.When I was a child in China, my mother and Qing Su often followed her wishes.In front of Ninja Yuuji, she could say no quickly, but when facing the elders, she could only secretly have a headache.

Coupled with Renzu and Rui's tone of voice that seemed to be discussing but was actually strong, it gave her an indescribable...feeling.

Putting down the phone, Qing Yu fell back on the sofa in despair, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She looks gentle but is actually strong, such a woman.No wonder the weak mother could only have such an ending at that time.

Thinking of going back to Kansai Ninzumoto's house for dinner tomorrow, Qing Yu lost most of his appetite by dinner time.Seeing the girl's lack of appetite, Yuesen could only prepare a lot of fruit snacks after meals in case of emergencies.

"Why force yourself?" Before returning to the room, Yue Sen couldn't help it, and said to Qing Yu.

Qing Yu raised her head and looked at the young man standing at the top of the stairs, "I'm not trying to force myself. Lian, I can change my destiny, but I can't change my origin. Even if—" She hated the blood dripping from her body. half blood.

Yuesen stood at the stairway for a while, then strode up to Qingyu's side, and hugged the girl into his arms.

"This is your home." Apart from the Ninzu family, in Japan, the door here is always open for her.

Qing Yu was startled, and buried her smile in the boy's arms, "En."

**

"Yuyu, the third year of high school is over, what are your plans next?" Putting down the chopsticks, the Patriarch Renzu took a sip of the tea in the cup, and spoke in a rather majestic manner.

Hearing the name "Yu Yu", Qing Yu still couldn't help but frowned, but still replied, "Maybe re-study for a year, maybe go back to Vienna. During the summer vacation, the orchestra gave me two tasks, and the concert in Tokyo ended. Make arrangements later."

The Patriarch Ninzu also frowned majestically, "Nonsense! There is no plan for the future, are you going to hold your violin for the rest of your life? You were outside in those years, and we didn't interfere with you, but since you came back After leaving the Ninzu House, plan your days well and don’t just dawdle all day long!”

Shinobu Yushi glanced worriedly at Qing Yu beside him, and as expected saw her sharp gaze.

The girl raised her head without fear, and looked at the old man on the main seat with a sarcasm, "Ninzuzu, heh, please restrain the pride of the Japanese upper class nobles, the St. Lawrence Orchestra is a famous existence all over the world, Sean The teacher is a master in the music industry. Even the real upper class nobles in Europe have to be courteous. And my father, surnamed Qing and named Su, has a self-evident status in the Chinese business world. How confident do you feel that, Will I be bound by the Ninzu House? Who said that I would like to go back to the Ninzu House? If it wasn’t for the teacher’s request, I wouldn’t want to set foot in this place for the rest of my life!”

She rolled down her sleeves and stood up unceremoniously, "Excuse me."

"Impolite girl." Yuko Ninzu couldn't help but hum softly, obviously contemptuous.

Renzu and Rui scolded softly, "Yuko!"

"That's what it is." Yuko muttered, but also stopped the words.

Seeing the back of the girl who left without caring, Ninzu Yushi cast his eyes worriedly on the old man in the chair—whether such a casual girl made his grandfather angry.

Ke Renzu Yushi was surprised to find that the flashing light in the eyes of the old man was obviously a light called admiration.

what's the situation?

The shrewd Bingdi Genius finally found that whether it was his seemingly lazy sister who had a clear bottom line, or the majestic grandfather in the main seat, it was still difficult for him to see through it now.

**

Putting on the casual clothes she was wearing when she came here, Qing Yu walked out of the gate in a chic way, but accidentally bumped into a boy at the corner.Fortunately, both of them seemed to be very dexterous, and each turned around in a hurry to dodge.

After the boy stood still, he hurriedly reached out his hand to help Qing Yu, and said with concern, "Sorry, I didn't look carefully at the road just now. Are you okay?"

Qing Yu sized up the silver-haired young man in front of him, without any malice, so he shrugged indifferently, "It's nothing."

Then, go your own way.

After walking a few steps, Qing Yu was suddenly stopped by the young man behind him: "By the way, you didn't come from Ren Zu's house, did you?"

Qing Yu turned her head and saw the boy who was looking at her suspiciously.His eyes swept across the alley behind him, and after all, he could only bear with his family, it was really——a question of lack of standards.A little impatient, he walked forward on his own without answering.

But the young man behind him came to his senses, remembering what his cousin had said recently, and immediately understood the girl's identity.Looking at the girl's back, he also shouted recklessly, "Hey, my name is Kenya Ninzuzu, Yushi's younger sister, remember to ask me to entertain you when you come to Shitianbao Temple!"

Qing Yu waved her hand lazily.

Four Heavenly Treasure Temple?

What temple?

She doesn't believe in Buddhism.

**

By the time the tram returned to Yuesen's house, the lights were already on, and Qing Yu rarely felt tired.

Obviously, even if he practiced in the orchestra in the dark every day, he might not have felt this way.At that time, it was just physical fatigue. After returning to Japan, she felt deeply tired every time she faced the Ninzu family and the Yuki family.

Turning the key to open the door, Qing Yu stared wide-eyed at Yue Sen who was on the sofa reading a book absent-mindedly, and the dishes on the dining table that were only slightly warm, with slightly hot eyes.

"I'm back. It's so early." Yuesen on the sofa heard the sound of the door opening, and quickly turned his head and got up.Qing Yu came back much earlier than he expected.

Qing Yu changed into her slippers, kicked and ran over, and buried herself in the boy's arms without hesitation, saying in a muffled voice, "Fool, why don't you eat first, the food is cold."

Yuesen's ears were slightly pink, how could he have the nerve to tell him that he was worried about her going back to Ninzu's house alone, so she didn't have the heart to eat well, and was afraid that she didn't have dinner, so he waited on purpose, "Dinner is ready ?"

In the movement of the girl shaking her head in his arms, Yuesen suddenly thought, "Is the dish cold? Well, I'll go and heat it up."

Qing Yu helplessly grabbed the boy's sleeve, "Stupid or not... I'm asking why you didn't eat first..." What's wrong with the boy's logical order?

Yuesen raised his hand, gently rubbed the girl's hair, smoothed it, hesitated for a few seconds, obeyed his own will, lowered his head and kissed the girl's forehead, and then picked up the dish as if being chased by something Pan ran to the kitchen to warm up the dishes, leaving behind Qing Yu in the living room who was touching her forehead with a look of being struck by lightning.

After a while, Qing Yu came back to her senses, and patted her cheeks that were still glowing with heat.

Really, the more I lived, the more I went back, and I was molested by a boy younger than myself...

Although in terms of physical age, the body is only three months older than the Yuesen boy, but the psychological age is far more than that...

However, Qing Yu looked softly at Yue Sen who was busy in the kitchen.Her Lian has unknowingly grown into a man.

Inexplicable subtle feeling.

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Volume Two: St. Lawrence