Fruits Basket Doujin No.15

"Look at Yuxi." At Ziwu's house, Ling Ying took out the photo album sent by Ling Nu.

"So beautiful!" Xiao Tou praised the promotional photos of their new store, "My God, Lingying, you are so beautiful!"

Lingying smiled: "The clothes in these photos are all made by Brother Aya, isn't it beautiful? Zhitian Brother Aya came back and was very happy to tell me that you visited his shop, but later, he was very Sad look...Actually, I think...Brother Aya is just not good at expressing herself in front of you...I always want to show my cheerful side in front of you, but I don't know how to measure it, and it backfires every time... ..."Looking at Yuxi just staring at the photo album without any response, Lingying continued, "These clothes are all handmade by himself. Brother Aya is very professional in clothing and has very high requirements on his own works. There can be no mistakes. At work, brother Ayane is very serious, and he is not like him at all... Ayane wants to show others the most beautiful things, so that men and women can see their most beautiful side, so in fact, brother Ayane My heart is beautiful and warm..."

"Sister Lingying, I know what kind of character he is, so you don't have to speak well of him."

"No, Yuxi, what I said is true, Brother Ayano really wants to reconcile with you, don't hate him." Hearing Yuxi's disgust, Lingying hurriedly said.

"Some things cannot be explained clearly in a few words, nor can they be changed by a few words. I understand everything you said, but..." Yuxi lowered her head, "I hope Lingying sister can give me some time."

Knowing what Yuki was referring to, Lingying opened her mouth, feeling sad.

Being embarrassed, Xiao Tou who was beside him hurriedly changed the subject: "Well, I haven't seen the photos of Lingying and Yuki when they were young, so I really want to see them, I don't know what Yuki and Lingying were like when they were young. "

"I should have it at home, I'll bring it over to show you next time." Ling Ying forced a smile.

"Well, it's almost time for dinner, Ling Ying, come and help me prepare." Seeing that the atmosphere between Ling Ying and Yuki was very wrong, Xiao Tou wanted to pull Ling Ying away to let the two of them calm down to ease the embarrassing atmosphere.After hearing this, Yuxi stood up directly: "Sister Lingying has never been in the kitchen, let me help you, tell me what to do and how to do it."

"Let me help Xiaotou." Lingying also stood up.

"It's okay, I'll do it." Yuki rolled up her sleeves and walked directly to the kitchen.

Everyone had their own concerns, and the meal was a bit deserted. After returning to the home, Ling Ying stared at the window for a while, and suddenly remembered that she had promised Xiao Tou to show her pictures of Yuxi and herself when she was a child, so she ordered her to take care of her all the time. The servant went to get it for herself, but the servant looked at her with a troubled face, Lingying asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"Miss Lingying's childhood photos have always been kept by Mr. Yu himself. They should be in his room. I may not be able to get them for Miss Lingying."

"I see, I'll go get it myself." After saying that, Ling Ying walked to the room of the man, took a few deep breaths, and knocked a few times, but no one answered, presumably the man was not in the room, opened the door and turned on the light, and the man His room is still as tidy as ever, probably... on the bookshelf, right?

here.I didn't expect to be in such a conspicuous place, and Lingying smiled on the face of holding the photo album. After going abroad, I didn't have a single photo of myself from kindergarten to the second grade of elementary school.

Opening the photo album, I saw myself as a baby at a glance, chubby and smiling happily.The next one is obviously a young man, carefully holding a sleeping baby, it should be himself, a pure and soft smile blooms on his immature face, his eyes are focused on looking at himself in his arms, as if to get The most precious treasure in the world.Turning to the next page, when I was learning to walk, I fell to the ground and cried with a small face, a distressed face.Three or four years old, it should be his birthday, his chubby little hands are covered with cream, his five fingers are open to touch the face of the man, the man is hugging himself and feeding himself the cake with a smile, ignoring the smile on his face cream.Turning another page, Cherry Blossom Festival, I wore a small pink kimono and rode on the shoulders of 慊人 to pick the cherry blossoms on the tree.When I was about four or five years old, I was wearing the most beautiful kimono, standing next to a palace costume doll that was much taller than me, with a peach blossom in my hand and a silly expression on my face, which should have been a funny expression, but Let me shed tears now.

Too many photos have been hooking my own memories, remembering that I was always envied by others when I was a child.The most beautiful kimono, the biggest, most beautiful and most dolls, the best clothes, the best snacks, everything is given by 慊人.When I was a baby, when I was a toddler, when I started to remember things, when I started kindergarten, and when I was in elementary school, everyone was always by my side and accompanied me to grow up.

But now... can't I go back?Can't go back?