season sakura story

The book selected by Atobe is really quite content, I read a part, raised my head and moved my stiff neck.Atobu is also reading a book on the opposite side.

Thinking of something felt a little strange, so I asked him, "Atobe, didn't you hire a tutor or something?"

He looked up at me and was silent for a while, "No."

"Really?" I didn't realize that my voice was a little cold.

How could a person like Atobe who had to learn so many things not hire a tutor.

He turned the book again, seeing that I was still looking at him, he simply put down the book, "Oda, do you have some wrong perceptions about me?"

"What?" I haven't realized how the question I asked him before was asked me in reverse.

"I don't have the impulsiveness and confusion of a boy. I know my own measure and responsibility, and I won't let myself be affected by other things."

Atobe looked at the relieved expression of the other party, he didn't know what he was thinking, and unconsciously rubbed the edge of the paper with his fingers.

"Then when will your governess come?" I asked again.

"A month later."

"One month...after?" I was a little surprised. I seem to have heard from the nanny that Atobe never stopped class even when he was sick.

"Hmm." Seeing that I still had a puzzled expression, he poked his head behind me and continued, "Don't worry."

"Eh..." After he reminded me, I suddenly thought of the book I chose, which really couldn't be refuted.

After thinking for a while, he still said, "Why don't you make a list for me, I'll follow suit, and ask the teacher to come over earlier."

He glanced up at me, then tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "You will learn with me later. Now I will supervise you." As if thinking of something, he added, "Putting seedlings to encourage growth, I have experience."

"Oh, that's it." I hung my shoulders and wondered if it would be hell-style training with Atobe in the future.

He tapped my forehead, "Your boyfriend has a high IQ, it won't matter if you're a month late, what are you thinking about every day?"

"Huh? Hmm." How can I pick up after we've talked about this.

Atobe looked at the other party's slightly lowered head, and exhaled.

Therefore, during this period of time, Atobe and I have been studying in the study. After knowing the basic knowledge, he began to talk about astronomy, geography, history and economy.Sometimes I would complain silently in my heart, so they usually chat about nothing.

He will show me some real objects or video materials in his home, such as some items with profound historical background or special meanings for them, such as some old brands or jewelry handed down from various families, and finally teach me some social etiquette in theory and practice .Add up all kinds of things you have learned, and there is always a general idea.

This weekend, Atobe had something to do temporarily, so I was asked to come back first. I didn't go to the study when he wasn't here.

I was flipping through the books I found in Atobe's study, clutching my stomach, "I'm a little hungry." I went downstairs to the kitchen to find something to eat.

When passing by the living room, I glanced out, but I haven't returned yet.

I saw that there were sandwiches and the like in the kitchen, so I took them out and prepared to heat them up.While waiting for the microwave to heat up, the nanny came over.

She glanced at me several times, "Miss, are you really Master Atobe's fiancée?"

When I heard the word "Miss", I thought she was calling someone else, so I looked around before responding.

"Call me Oda."

"Miss Oda, don't you make some supper for Master Atobe? Miss Chiba used to do it a lot before, and she did some things in life herself."

I listened and did not make a statement.Seeing that I didn't retort, she continued, "According to me, girls should be more careful, and young ladies should be more attentive."

I didn't respond, she continued to say something, nothing more than to put the other party first and pay attention to the details... I frowned and stopped the conversation, "Auntie, I know how to measure myself."

She seemed to be unable to stop talking more and more, "No, miss, I think you don't care at all, and you can't compare to Miss Chiba's efforts. I really don't understand how Master Atobe would give up on such a gentle and excellent girl as Miss Chiba." The child chooses you." He shook his head while talking, "I heard that the family background is separated by thousands of miles, I really don't understand..."

"Auntie, how many years have you been here?" I asked, stopping her topic.

"Four or five years." She narrowed her eyes as if remembering.

"Are you close to Miss Chiba?" My words really don't look like interrogative sentences.

"How can a nanny like me get close to a rich lady like Qianye. But Miss Qianye is very approachable and kind. She respects everyone and is kind. Everyone in the house likes her very much."

"Hmm." I really didn't want to say anything to refute, otherwise I would step on others for comparison.

Before leaving, I added, "Miss Chiba and I think differently, and naturally we will do things differently." After a pause, he continued, "For the sake of Auntie, let's not say these words."

She was stunned, and argued, "I'm not the only one who said this, everyone thinks so. Is it possible that I should be dismissed because of this? Miss Oda is indeed inferior to Miss Chiba."

I turned to face her and stood still, "There should be these provisions in the employment contract. I just remind Auntie, and there is no other meaning. Besides, I am here to live and do not steal other people's jobs. That's why Auntie said Those small things are only done occasionally. Thank you, auntie, for your kind reminder, but I have my own thoughts." Seeing her annoyed expression, I added, "Atobe, uh, I said... the young master will not be satisfied. Tell me directly, and it will not be too late to change."

She heard that Master Atobe did not speak much, so I closed the kitchen door, after thinking about it, I turned around and said to my aunt who was still in a daze, "It's getting late, if you have nothing to do, you should go to bed early." .”

The next day I observed the expressions of the servants, and it was true that as the aunt said yesterday, they didn't like me very much.Especially when I ask Atobe to help him take things down, or "order" him, although I think that's normal between friends.

During the meal, I asked him, "Qianye is very kind to you?" He put garlic ribs in my bowl, raised his eyebrows, "How do you say?"

"Eh, I heard that there are no big or small details?" I asked curiously.

"Do you want me to tell the truth or to be more tactful?" he asked me instead.

"Of course it's true." I replied.

"Well, yes." His tone was flat.

"Then others don't feel that you have done that?" I stared and asked.

He glanced at me, as if he was no longer surprised by my self-consciousness of not having a girlfriend, and he thought for a while in silence.

I added, "Tell me the most authentic feelings."

He said slowly, "There are touches, but I think you should also understand that no matter how the other party treats you, there is a difference between being moved by a friend and someone you like." He leaned back in the chair, " It doesn't matter if you say I'm cold, but the kind of heart-to-heart connection is not something that can be obtained by accepting that person's contribution." He looked at me and said, "In the next few decades of life, the person who fits is the best."

Hearing him say that he will live for decades in the future, I was absent-minded for a moment.In the next few decades of my life, I should have supported my parents.

There is a thread involved in the entanglement of thoughts, tears quickly flooded my eyes, I quickly bowed my head.

"You are fine."

Hearing his voice, I quickly restrained my emotions on my face and raised my head, but inadvertently bumped into his focused eyes.

I moved the corner of my mouth and smiled, thinking of certain things, I was a little out of my mind.

He saw my absence and cover-up, and said nothing.

The atmosphere is a little condensed.I looked at his silent eyebrows and eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable.The Chinese dishes that are often on the table are his orders, and he slowly eats them with me from the taste he is not used to;

While being moved, I also wondered if he had already guessed something.

I don’t know what he thinks of these strange things about me: I’m a Japanese, but I can learn Chinese better than my “mother tongue” Japanese. I don’t understand many Japanese habits, but I know Chinese customs and customs; The relatives and friends here seem alienated, and even a little dissociated from the world...

A person's thoughts and attitudes cannot be fooled, especially someone as insightful as Atobe.What's more, I guess he has seen my current diary.During the days of my parents' birthday, I was particularly depressed. Atobe knew that I would not tell if I was asked, so I had to find out through other methods.

I used to think that there were almost no Chinese around me, and when I wrote my diary, I deliberately used some styles of ancient Chinese, omitting and omitting, and sometimes even jumping so that the preamble did not match the postscript.Holding the mentality that others cannot understand, I have not concealed the content of the writing.

But Atobe didn't ask any questions other than watching me hesitating to speak in the past few days.

I came back to my senses and shook his hand on the table, "You are fine, too."