[net king] light as fleeting

At the dining table, a cold and stalemate atmosphere was maintained.

No one planned to speak, Fujiwara Ri lowered her head and concentrated on eating the dinner in front of her.

"I'm going upstairs first." Fujiwara Ayako put down the tableware and stood up, leaving the dining room directly after leaving this sentence.

"Small……"

Before the man on the other side could speak, Fujiwara stood up with his hands on the table: "I'm done eating too."

"I want to go for a walk in the garden." Deliberately ignoring the man's expression that seemed to be trying to stay, Fujiwara finished speaking quickly, then turned and walked towards the other door in the dining room leading to the living room.

Going aimlessly around the path around Fujiwara's house, Fujiwara Ri didn't intend to stop.

She knew clearly that her father wanted to talk to her, but he wanted to talk to her, but she didn't want to face him.

As long as you can temporarily escape, then as long as possible.

As she thought about it, her footsteps returned to the living room door before she knew it.

At this time, the large black hollow iron gate not far away opened automatically, and a high-end black car drove in.

A man and a woman got out of the car and walked towards the door of the living room under the leadership of the housekeeper. Fujiwara immediately dodged and hid behind the big tree at the door.

"It's been a long time since I met Yohiko." The gentle and pleasant female voice sounded, and Fujiwara Ri quietly poked her head out from behind the tree.As they approached, she finally saw the faces of the man and woman clearly under the light outside the living room door.

The woman who spoke had beautiful blue curly hair held back by a white clip studded with brilliant jewels.A light and delicate makeup was painted on the face, which made the woman's facial features even more charming and beautiful.Plain white dress, high heels of the same color.

The man standing beside her was more than a head taller than her, wearing a slim black suit.His facial features are handsome and his face is serious.

"Indeed. But you don't think so." Although the expression on the man's face was serious, when he faced the woman beside him, there was a hint of pampering in his speech.

"I also want to meet Xue Ji's daughter."

Hearing her mother's name from a stranger for the first time, Fujiwara Ri opened her pupils instantly, and when the butler led the people closer and closer, she quickly retracted her head and leaned against the tree, her eyes drooping in confusion.

Following behind this pair of men and women, there is also a handsome boy.As soon as Atobe got out of the car, he spotted a familiar figure hiding behind a tree.Surprise and interest flashed in his eyes, he stopped and said to the parents in front of him, "Mom and Dad, I want to go for a walk in the back garden."

"Jing Wu." The man frowned.

"Husband is following him, let's go in first." The beautiful woman didn't even look at her son behind her, she took the man beside her and followed the Fujiwara family out to greet their butler and walked in behind.

…………

"Come out." Atobe walked down the stairs, went around behind the tree where Fujiwara Riko was standing, looked at Fujiwara Ri who was motionless after hearing his words, and dragged her out without hesitation by pulling her arm.

"It really is you." There was a bit of anticipation in the words.

Regardless of the wrist being stretched and hurt, Fujiwara Ri was surprised to see someone who should not have appeared: "Why is Atobe here?"

Atobu raised his eyebrows and asked, "I'm here as a guest, can't you?"

"Just surprised."

Atobe frowned, it seemed a little hard to imagine that Fujiwara Ri would say words like 'surprise'.Obviously, from just now to now, he still has the same flat expression and tone as usual: "I can't see that you are surprised."

"Hmm." Fujiwara Ri tilted his head slightly, puzzled: "Can't you see it?"

"..." This action will only make him feel puzzled rather than surprised.

Fujiwara Ri tried to free the wrist that was being pulled by Atobe, but couldn't, so she had to remind in a low voice: "Don't pull my hand."

Hearing this, Atobe let go of his hand cooperatively.Fujiwara Ri rubbed her wrist subconsciously, bowed her head around Atobe and wanted to leave.

Before he could take a few steps, Atobe grabbed his wrist again, only to see two thin lips slowly opening, and he said overbearingly: "It's up to you to take me for a walk."

"You can go where you want, no one will stop you."

Having said that, Fujiwara Ri obediently led Atobe around the perimeter of the building for a short while, and then the two walked through the lush flowers in silence one after the other.

Atobe frowned, always paying attention to his feet and surroundings, so as not to be touched or tripped by the branches and leaves protruding halfway.Just after Atobe finished fighting with the branch blocking the way.Fujiwara Ri sat directly on the cobbled path without blinking.

"Is there no chair?" Atobe asked with black lines all over his face.I glanced around and made sure that there were really no chairs and the like around.

"It's a road that's seldom traveled."

"It's not for this reason." Sitting directly on the side of the road, such an unglamorous thing does not conform to his aesthetics at all.

Didn't hear the answer, Atobe lowered his head only to notice Fujiwara Ri at his feet shrunk into a small ball, holding his body tightly with both hands.

He suddenly remembered that it was written in a book he had read: People who hug themselves in this posture are usually insecure and lonely.

Atobe stood on the spot and walked back and forth a few steps, finally, he chose to sit next to Fujiwara Ri.

"Hey, woman."

Fujiwara remained silent and did not respond.

Atobe raised his hand and pressed the tear mole under his eyes, and said again: "Speak."

"Ok?"

Does a mere response count as speaking?Atobe closed his eyes helplessly, and organized his speech in silence; "Ri Fujiwara, is your name right?"

"Well. You guessed it right." Fujiwara Ri replied inexplicably, and continued to remain silent.

Really smart woman.Knowing that he is here as a guest, then...he also definitely knows the fact that the Fujiwara family has only one son.

Atobe was not interested in talking about illegitimate children.Simply bypassing this topic directly: "Are you really not considering joining the women's tennis?"

"No." Fujiwara Ri shook his head and refused.

Atobe looked away, and said seriously: "Together with the two rejections, can I know the reason?"

Fujiwara Ri leaned her head on her arms, her eyes staring at the distant sky without a trace.The clear and shallow voice blended into the night breeze, very soft but unusually pleasant: "I only like to watch the game."

This reason seems to be rejected for the first time.When Fujiwara Ri taught people the simulation practice method before, Atobe also watched it carefully for a while, Fujiwara Ri's movements were very proficient and smooth.It also shows that she has learned tennis.

Even if you like to watch the game, it is impossible to be so proficient in movements.lying.Atobu slightly raised the corners of his lips when he came to the conclusion.

"Morning." Fujiwara Ri remembered something, paused, and looked at the smile on Atobe's lips.There was a moment of stupefaction.

"how?"

Fujiwara Ri regained her senses, turned her head again, and asked in a low voice, "Is the person I bumped into you?"

"..." Atobu was speechless, the woman's action when she left in the morning was to wonder if that person was him, not to cover up?