[Comprehensive] Hello, Junko Fujiwara

"Because..." Ximen Qiane was stunned for a moment, and then smiled subtly, "Why do you ask this question suddenly?"

"Mom and mother, don't they mean the same thing?" She held her daughter's cold hand and asked softly and peacefully.Ximen Chie and Fujiwara Junko play the role of mother, kindness and filial piety in front of the two children very tacitly. They are still too young, what is the point of knowing these things?Both Sayaka and Masahiko thought that their sister was accompanying their grandmother in Japan for their mother, so they could only come to France to live for a while during the summer vacation.However, many words and many things cannot withstand scrutiny.

Sayaka, it's just that he never thought about that.However, once you want to get to the bottom of it, you can easily find that the contradictions and cracks hidden under the surface gradually become uncontrollable as time goes by.

If it weren't for Yushi Ninzu's words, Ximen Shaya would not have gone to her mother's study, and if she hadn't pulled out the box on the bookshelf on a whim, she wouldn't have discovered her mother's secret.

It's no secret that Fujiwara Junko is the half-sister of Simon Sayaka.However, Ximen Sayaka, who is so well protected, has not heard other people's evaluation of her sister from other places.Probably because Shunzi had never appeared in the social world, it was hard to tell whether any news about her was true or false.

The beautiful painter married into a wealthy family, the husband and wife are loving, with both children and outstanding children. In the happy ending of this realistic version of the fairy tale, the figure of a person is completely covered up.And this ending is satisfying for most people.

Sayaka didn't understand before why Shunzi's elder sister, who was clearly a family member, never wanted to appear in formal occasions.There are many things that Ximen Sha, who is held in the palm of his hand, can hardly realize——

Hiding in the dark is probably the only way Fujiwara Junko can protect herself.

With so much money, parents can't protect themselves all the time, not to mention most of their energy is on younger children, why go to a place that doesn't belong to them, and be pointed at by others for the illusory future .

Sayaka didn't know if she was doing the right thing, but she didn't want to keep silent.Ximen Chie devoted countless love and energy to Sayaka and Masahiko.But at the same time, for Fujiwara Junko, she is not a qualified mother.

Sayaka naturally wanted to favor her mother, but when she thought about what her sister had gone through, she felt guilty.She always naively imposes her own ideas on others, saying "I like my sister the most", but never really enters her heart and understands Shunzi's feelings.

If she hadn't acted like a baby to Ximen Zong Erlang, Shunzi would have become a well-known girl model by now.When she saw that photo, she suddenly felt how stupid and willful she was.Why didn't Ximen Sojiro realize his prejudice against Fujiwara Junko?Sister Shunzi's alienation and politeness when talking to her mother is already so obvious, isn't it?As she grew older, the time she spent in France became shorter and shorter. After her grandmother passed away, she refused to go to France again.

These clues can be found easily, and Sayaka realized that he just didn't want to find out.She always naively has the dream of "everyone around her can be happy", but when she really finds a contradiction, she can only help herself.

"I am also a very weak person..." She lowered her head and muttered to herself in a trance.The butler was already standing at the door to greet her with a smile. The shrubs in the courtyard were trimmed neatly, the roses were blooming beautifully, and the gravel path under the street lamps stretched all the way to the backyard.

The window was clean and brightly lit. She turned her head and saw the carved iron gate slowly closing, the trees were lush, the tired birds were returning to their nests, and the sound of the fountain was indistinct in the darkness.

"Sayaka, what are you looking at?" Dad's voice full of laughter came from behind, she turned around, and met her mother's concerned eyes.

"I seem to have seen a squirrel," Sayaka smiled, and walked towards her parents with her skirt, "It's a very small one."

When my sister comes home, who will wait for her?

"Go to bed early, and I have to go to Kanagawa tomorrow," Shunzi said goodbye to Yushi Ninazu downstairs in the apartment building, "I will see you off at the station."

"You too, don't stay up late." He saw the tiredness showing from the corners of the girl's eyes and brows, and touched her cheek, feeling a little distressed.

Sunja shook his sleeves, and nodded with a smile.

Inserting the key into the keyhole, she just opened the door when she saw an orange cat with big and round eyes squatting in the entrance.Before Shunzi could bend down to put on slippers, Tachibana ran over and rubbed around her feet, wagging his tail, meowing and acting coquettishly.

"Have you been waiting for me? Thank you, Taro." Shunzi's heart softened, she bent down and hugged it, and kissed the orange cat's head, "Good cat, I like you the most."

Tachibana meowed in response, being dishonest in her arms, he raised his head and rubbed Sunko's cheek hard.The clingy little animal is very likable, Shunzi hugged it and sat on the sofa, and conveniently put the paper bag that Saya had given him on the coffee table in the living room.She touched the ear of the orange cat in her arms and told it: "After reading the things in the paper bag, let's go to bed and wait a little longer, okay?"

Tachibana wagged his tail, found a more comfortable position on her lap and curled up into a ball, it seemed that he was going to sleep now.In order not to wake it up as much as possible, Shunzi carefully took out the box from the paper bag. To her surprise, there was an old photo album in the box.

The photo album looks very old, maybe it’s a long time ago or maybe it’s because it’s been flipped through too many times, the old cracked corners are carefully pasted up with tape, the cover is also in the style of more than ten years ago, and the colors are contrasting , the landscape with high saturation, she muttered to herself, "It looks like a style that grandma would like."

"How come..." She opened the photo album, her eyes widened in surprise, the first page was full of photos of herself.Junko Fujiwara as a baby, to be exact.

A four-inch photo that Shunzi had never seen before, her mother was wearing a kimono, sitting on a chair with her little one in her arms, smiling lightly.Grandma sat nearby, quietly gazing at her daughter and granddaughter.Shunzi couldn't tell whether the smile on the corner of grandma's mouth was more joyful or more worried.Inexplicably, her heart was beating faster and faster. Shunzi took a deep breath, wiped her fingers, and carefully pulled out the photo. On the back was her familiar grandmother's handwriting - "12.02 Shunzi's first birthday"

The grandma in the photo is much younger than she remembered, with her hair tied behind her head, very elegant.And the mother holding the child, although smiling, has a faint melancholy on her face that can't be shaken off. The 22-year-old Fujiwara Chie, although a little haggard, did not damage her beauty, but it was even more pitiful.At that time, my mother was very thin, her waist was restricted by a wide belt, and she was very weak. Even looking at Shunzi in the photo, she would feel worried that such a weak woman could really hold her. A child in your arms?After all, a one-year-old Shunzi looks round and chubby, with bulging clothes, like a pink glutinous rice dumpling.

"Her eyes are like mine..." Shunzi saw the slightly messy sentence in the lower right corner and repeated it in a low voice.Indeed, the color of her eyes is the same as that of her mother.Among the three children, only her eyes are black.

As if discovering an unknown treasure by accident, Shunzi flipped through the pages one by one, taking out each photo, hoping to discover the secret hidden behind them.Most of the photos have dates on the back, apparently written by grandma.Occasionally, my mother would write a sentence or two behind a certain photo, as if on a whim, with vague words.

An entire photo album is full of Shunzi's photos.Her single photos, she and grandma, she and uncle, she and Kuroko Tetsuya... According to the shooting time, someone arranged them neatly in the album.These photos evoked memories that settled deep in her mind, some of which she didn't even know when they were taken.In a trance, she seemed to witness her growth as a bystander.

The chubby baby slowly grows into a soft and waxy little girl.Little by little, her eyebrows and eyes opened, and her stature gradually grew taller. Although her appearance was somewhat similar to that of her mother, her personality was completely different.

What does mother think when she flips through the photo album page by page?

"Sunja is 12 years old, time flies by so fast".Shunzi stared at the little girl cuddling with her grandmother on the thin photo, and suddenly felt sad.She was growing up, and Granny was aging at a faster rate.But she left unexpectedly, without warning, and she was not even mentally prepared.

It's clearly agreed... She sniffed, water droplets rolling in her eye sockets.

Will be close to the best art universities...

would be a great painter...

After graduation, I will definitely go back to Kamakura to accompany you...

Why, the person who broke his promise this time was grandma instead?

Flipping and flipping, a piece of paper floated out from the gap, the footer was already yellowed, the paper became brittle, and the creases were very obvious.She held the piece of paper, unfolded it carefully, and the first thing that caught her eyes was this sentence:

"I'm almost 70 years old, how many years are left?"

When Shunja was born, her grandmother was already in her 60s.Mother Fujiwara Chie is almost 20 years younger than her uncle, and because she is an old woman, the whole family dotes on her from top to bottom.For my uncle, this younger sister was almost raised as a daughter.Perhaps it is because of this that Ximen Chie's self-willedness has been developed.

The moment I saw this sentence, the water vapor accumulated in my eyes fell unexpectedly, and dripped on the paper with a "click", smudged on the black words.Shunzi frantically wiped it dry with a paper towel, and read on with bated breath.

"As for sending Shunzi away, I will never agree. It is true that Tazi has no children, and the husband and wife are fine, but..."

Her hands were shaking badly, and the paper in her hand was also shaking. She seemed to lose her strength for a moment, and felt that the letter fell on the floor.

"Meow——" Noticing Shunzi's abnormality, Tachibana stood up from her lap, grabbed her shoulder and licked her face.

Some rough cat tongues woke her up, Sunja touched her face blankly, her cheeks were wet, and the tears at the corners of her mouth were bitter and astringent, she lowered her eyes and saw Tachibana licking her face again and again.

"I'm fine," she hugged Tachibana tightly, and buried her face in it, "it's just..."

It's just that for a while, I can't accept this matter.