Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

The rest of the dinner table was so quiet that there were only three sounds of chopping rice one after another. All three of them realized that this was not a suitable time to talk more.

The elder sister lowered her head slightly and ate the rice in the bowl silently. Song Yu would give her some food from time to time, and she never refused to accept all the orders. Then she raised her head and smiled at Song Yu. The smile was a sincere smile, but it was a pity Both of them lost the desperate passion and impulsiveness in their eyes.

I also ate my own food silently. I don’t need to do it myself, I just need to stare at a certain dish for a few seconds and Song Yu will immediately understand that his emotional intelligence is so high that he can be proud of the world.

So how can such a man keep me from getting stuck in it?He can give everything to the person he loves deeply, just like Sun Jiayu's love for Zhao Mei in Shu Yi's "There Was Someone Loved Me Like Life", which is as sincere, warm, and deep, even for the person he once loved deeply. He will never turn back. For him, as long as he has loved, it is a responsibility, a responsibility that cannot be shirked as a man.

What broke the quiet atmosphere was my sister's cell phone ringing suddenly, just like a mirror fell to the ground and shattered into countless pieces, which could not be glued together again.

Song Yu and I both looked up at her. My sister smiled apologetically at us, then got up with her mobile phone and went to the terrace outside the dining room to answer the phone, then closed the glass door of the terrace and stood with her back to us.

The terrace is not far from the dining room. Even through the glass door, I can faintly hear my sister's happy voice. She keeps repeating a person's name excitedly—Mr. Asai.

I heard it, and Song Yu naturally heard it too. I don't know if I had an illusion. Song Yu's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly. When I focused on him and went to see him, everything returned to normal.Maybe it's really just my illusion, because it's impossible for Song Yu to know the follow-up development of the story.

Asai is not an unknown little character who will appear today and will not appear again tomorrow. He will become his sister's second husband in the near future.

Hirohiko Asai, male, in his early 40s, was not only born and raised in Japan, but also looks very Japanese.Not tall, with a slightly wretched appearance, the middle-aged uncle's iconic Mediterranean hairstyle, and a slightly bulging beer belly.

Of course, these are just appearances, and I also firmly believe that it is only slightly inferior to judge people by their appearance.In fact, Hirohiko Asai is the most famous lacquer art master in Japan and even in Asia today. He has countless disciples, and his lacquer works have created miracles that cannot be surpassed by countless commercial auctions. Many lacquer ware collectors are able to own A piece of Hirohiko Asai's work is proud.

To put it simply, Hirohiko Asai is an accomplished lacquer artist.

From a utilitarian point of view, Hirohiko Asai is a lacquerware trader who is full of copper smell.

My sister finally got together with Hirohiko Asai not only because of the cooperation between Fanji Lacquer Ware and Ferry Lacquer Ware. They had known each other as early as when my sister participated in the lacquer art competition in her senior year. My sister was a fledgling competitor contestant, and Hirohiko Asai was the final judge of that competition.

I have to admit that in my last life, when I heard the news that my sister and Song Yu divorced, I was a little bit secretly happy, because I could finally love that person openly.In this life, it would be unrealistic to say that I don't want to laugh at all, but what weighs more in my heart is that I feel aggrieved for the fool Song Yu.

My sister came in soon after the phone call, holding the phone tightly. She must be thinking in her heart how she should tell me that she can't cut the cake with me. She currently has something better than cutting the cake with me. Important things are waiting for her to do.

"Why doesn't my sister look very happy?" I put down my chopsticks, put my hands on the edge of the table and stared at my sister harmlessly. In fact, I wanted to see her with nothing to hide from.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Song Yu also helped me in a timely manner.

My sister looks a bit in a dilemma, maybe she still cares about me, otherwise why would she show such a dilemma?She is my sister.

"My sister just received a call from the president of Nippon Ferry Lacquerware." Finally, my sister finally made up her mind and said carefully, "He has come to China, and I hope he can talk to me in detail about some things in person."

"You go." I chuckled, and almost as soon as my sister finished speaking, I gave her the answer I wanted the most in my heart.

"Tongtong?" My sister showed an unbelievable expression. She thought that based on what she knew about me, I should pester her and make a fuss. "nothing.

Song Yu was also a little surprised, watching my every move with gentle eyes.

"Didn't I make it clear?" I leaned back in the chair, raised my eyebrows slightly, and asked back.

"No." My sister shook her head.

"Then you go." I pointed my finger in the direction of the door, and my tone was neither salty nor light, neither serious nor serious.

Although my sister still had some doubts, she really got up again. She stood and paused for a few seconds, looking down at me condescendingly.

"Then sister is leaving first." Finally, she pushed away the chair and walked towards the door.

I kept hiding my hands under the table and clenched them tightly. My palms were numb from the nails, and there was a cloud of turbid air in my chest that made me almost suffocate.

"Tongtong?" Song Yu called me cautiously in my ear.

At this moment, the nerve line instantly disintegrated, and I could no longer suppress the various emotions in my heart. My eye sockets were slightly hot, my nose was sour, and my head was about to explode.

"Hurry up!" I roared, stood up abruptly and reached out to sweep all the cups, plates, bowls and saucers on the table, including the unopened cakes, to the ground.

Suddenly, there was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the dining room, and the clean floor was instantly in a mess.

Song Yu was frightened by me, and looked at me in a daze, a little at a loss.

The elder sister who hadn't walked out of the dining room stopped her body as if someone had tapped her acupuncture points. I turned my head to look at her with red eyes. Her back was a little stiff, but at the same time she was very firm.

"Go!" I angrily kicked away the obtrusive debris at my feet, and roared at her, "Go!"

The stiff figure began to react a bit, but what he did was not turning around, but moving forward.

I bit my lower lip and tried not to let the tears flow down until my sister's back disappeared from sight, and the door closed with a "bang".

From then on, there was no turning back.

2013-11-07

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