Tokyo Love Story

"I don't really want anything in particular."

Ejima Myo thought for a moment and politely declined Kitaen Risa's kindness.

For her, she is quite satisfied with her current life. She has everything she needs materially and is even more rich spiritually.

"Nothing in particular?"

There was a hint of complexity in Kitaen Risa's tone.

"Yes." Ejima Mia gave an affirmative answer without hesitation. She thought for a moment and quickly explained, "After all, I personally don't lack anything. I have everything that a family should have."

Beichuan Che was never stingy with her, or with his family, whether it was pocket money or daily living expenses, he was never reluctant to spend.

It's just that her demands in this regard have never been high.

"Jewelry? Necklace?"

Kitaen Risa tentatively threw out a few key words.

"unnecessary."

Ejima Myo refused without even thinking about it.

These things are beautiful to her, but useless.

In a sense, her character has never changed in this regard, and she is a true pragmatist.

"Then... a watch?" Kitaen Risa thought for a moment, "I remember you don't have a watch?"

"No, but if you want to check the time, a cell phone is enough."

Ejima Miu still chose to decline.

"A new phone?"

"My current phone is still working smoothly, there is no need to replace it."

"This..." Beiyuan Lisa shook her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "You have to ask your aunt to do something."

"Hmm... in that case." Ejima Miu thought for a moment, "Can I make a request?"

"But it doesn't matter."

"From now on, I still want to stay by the young master's side and take care of him."

Ejima Tadashi probably knew the Kitaen couple's attitude towards her, but knowing it and hearing it with her own ears was another matter.

"Of course." Beiyuan Lisa paused, then seemed to realize something and smiled with relief, "As for the gift, it depends on who gave it. Anyway, my aunt's attitude is my uncle's attitude. As long as you want to stay with Ache, no one will chase you away."

"Also, there will be a fireworks display in the middle of next month, remember to go and watch it."

it is good. "

After hanging up the phone, Kitaen Risa smiled and shook her head.

What Miao wants is probably not a specific gift, but a gift given to her personally by someone.

Even if it was just a simple bouquet of flowers, it was enough to make her happy for a long time.

After all, the gift is never the point; the person who gives the gift is the key.

So...

Kitaen Risa shook her head.

In a sense, Beichuan Che is indeed the sinful man, and his daughter's little complaint a few days ago was not wrong at all.

Thanks to Mamama, What's wrong with you, Do you like the sea? I like the waves, Qingfengqf and several other teachers for their monthly tickets. Your support is the motivation for my writing. At the same time, I also thank the thick secrets who have been voting for recommendations~

Chapter 145 As long as it is given by the young master, Miao likes it

For Tokyo, a bustling modern city, happiness and unhappiness, pleasure and unhappiness will all be drowned in the torrent of the fast-paced life. Those so-called private emotions can only be left for the parties involved to digest slowly.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye it was the end of July.

July 31st, weekend, 2pm, in a black car outside Haneda Airport.

"So, how long do you plan to stay this time?"

With his hands on the steering wheel, Tatsuya Tsugumi raised his eyebrows and glanced at the rearview mirror inside the car.

"I don't know either." Sitting in the back row, wearing light makeup and looking a little tired, Yukie Morishima shook her head. "If possible, I want to stay as long as possible."

This time she came back with the intention of completely resolving the rift between herself and her daughter.

It might not go smoothly, and it might end in a bad way like before, but she still wants to try.

Just like what Tatsuya Tsugumi Makoto once said, she is her daughter after all, and she is her mother after all. She did do something wrong, but at that time she just hoped that Yukisa could understand, and her daughter did understand, but understanding and venting out that grievance are two different things.

"Oh."

Tatsuya Tsugumi withdrew his gaze from the back seat, nodded thoughtfully, and started the car.

It's better than anything that she figured it out.

At least, for now, there is still time.

The black sedan drove steadily out of the waiting area of ​​Haneda Airport and merged into the traffic flow until it reached the main road.

After slowing down the car, Tatsuya Tsugumi turned on the car radio and broke the silence in the car with a casual conversation, "Two songs have become increasingly popular recently."

First love and don't go)? "

Morishima Yukie thought for a moment and asked subconsciously.

She had listened to the song "First Love" live.

Although it was just a live concert at Shirakawa High School, this excellent song still left a deep impression on her.

However, after listening to the original version of the song several times on the music website, she had an inexplicable intuition that the young man who was partnering with her daughter was most likely the original singer of the song "First Love".

However, compared to the version performed at the Shirakawa High School live concert, the version he posted on the music website was obviously inferior in singing skills.

As for the last song (Don't Go), she accidentally saw it in the playlist recommendation on the music website's APP half a month ago. This song appeared many times, and almost every music blogger she thought was decent had included this song.

Originally, she had no interest in clicking on it to listen, but after seeing the familiar name of the singer, she changed her mind.

From First Love to Don't Go), she wanted to hear how much this person's singing skills had improved in such a short period of time.

Rightfully so, she was shocked.

This song is not inferior to "First Love" in terms of lyrics, composition or melody. In fact, with the singer's increasingly improved singing skills, the emotions expressed in this song are far better than the latter. Under this premise, the emotional color of the song is expressed just right.

If first love drags everyone into the past, then "Go, Don't Go" gently tells his story.

The difference doesn't seem big, but the feeling they give people is completely different.

"Yes." Tsugumi Makoto smiled, "I thought you didn't know."

"I'm not so detached from the world as to be this far away."

Yukie Morishima pursed her lips and rolled her eyes.

Even if she turned a deaf ear to the world outside and devoted herself to music, she would not be ignorant of everything in this field.

pat, pat.

As the first bean-sized raindrop fell and hit the roof of the car, heavy rain poured down in a short period of time. The thick rain curtain swept across the entire city in an instant. Pedestrians on the sidewalk began to run, and the vehicles in the lane slowed down again.

"That's true." Tatsuya Tsugumi released the accelerator and gently stepped on the brake. The car stopped steadily in front of the red and green lights. He smiled and teased her, "I underestimated you."

Morishima Yukie shook her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, but she didn't mind it and continued the conversation, "So, what is the status of these two songs?"

"You mean the level of heat?"

"Yes."

"Um……"

Tatsuya Tsugumi thought for a moment, tuned the car radio to the music network channel, and then turned up the volume a little. He had noticed that today's music network radio station would have the usual talk show. Although it was not a live TV broadcast, this broadcast style was actually not bad.

Compared with the visual impact, for people who are driving, such a simple talk show is more attractive to listeners.

Coincidentally, the program happened to have reached the usual stage of recommendations and evaluations by industry veterans.

[Next, let us welcome the special guest of this program, Mr. Kawai. ]

When imaginary applause sounded, Tsugumi Makoto Tatsuya subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

The name Kawai Masago was not unfamiliar to him. Firstly, it was based on his extremely high status in the field of pop music, and secondly, it was based on the fact that his good friend was once a student of this old gentleman.

Ding-dong, ding-dong.

The red light turned green, and after the car in front slowly drove out, Tatsuya Tsugumi also gently stepped on the accelerator and passed the intersection.

【Hello, listeners, I am Kawai Masago. 】

After a brief opening speech, Kawai Masago began his responsibilities as a special guest, commenting on the songs recommended in this program one by one.

After listening for about three minutes, Yukie Morishima, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, raised her head and looked at Tatsuya Tsugumi with some confusion, not quite understanding what he meant.

She acknowledged the sharp and incisive comments of the senior, Masago Kawai, and acknowledged his professionalism in this field, but such comments were completely irrelevant to the question she had just asked.

"Just be patient and continue listening."

Tatsuya Tsugumi raised his eyebrows, glanced at Yukie Morishima through the rearview mirror in the car, and gave an explanation.

"Ok."

Morishima Yukie nodded and began to listen.

[After talking about all this, let’s talk about the last two songs. I won’t comment on these two songs first. ]

【Let’s talk about something that happened around us. 】

[Do you feel that whether it is first love or "Let's Go", you hear it more and more often in your daily life? 】

[I don’t have any good comments on these two songs. If I have to say anything, when it comes to the song “First Love”, I hope Jay can improve his singing skills. But it is obvious that this young and promising singer is a good jade, and he is not the kind of person who needs others to remind him to find his shortcomings.]

[Compared to other young singers who become popular with one song and then fall sharply, Jay is obviously much more sober. In "Walk, Don't Walk", his singing skills have made an exaggerated improvement that makes people look at him with admiration and astonishment. ]

[The shortcomings have been made up, and the overall effect will naturally improve. ]

[Of course, if I must say so, there are some areas where we haven’t done well enough.]

【But these are not important. 】

[Popular songs, pop songs, are essentially meant to serve the audience. As a music critic, the best way to evaluate these two songs is to let the audience evaluate them.]

[On the Hot Songs Sales Chart, "Don't Go" and "First Love" took the top 1 and top 3 respectively, which is enough to explain everything. 】

[If he can keep it up, maybe we can witness the rise of another top singer.]

Suddenly, Kawai Masago's tone on the radio changed, becoming less serious and more humorous as it was when he was young.

[By the way, I'm going to reveal some small information. I hope Mr. Jay won't blame me. In a sense, Jay might be more suitable to be an idol than a singer. After all, that handsome face is really too eye-catching.]

Then the female host took over the conversation.

“Now, do you understand how popular these two songs are?”

Tsugumi Makoto Tatsuya smiled and asked.

"can."

Morishima Yukie nodded and lowered her eyebrows, but a hint of complexity and subtlety flashed across her eyes.

From Kawai Changgo's tone of praise, it was not difficult to see how much he valued Jay, but because of this, for no reason, she felt some subtle emotions.

The dislocation of time and space seems to never just happen at this moment, but will appear suddenly at some moment without being noticed, catching the person off guard.

If this mysterious singer Jay was really the person her intuition had judged him to be.

Then Xuesha might also experience the same thing as she did.

"By the way, have you had lunch yet?"

No. "

"Well, Ms. Morishima, can you please do me a favor?"

Tatsuya Tsugumi extended the invitation.

After calming down, Morishima Yukie raised her head and gave an affirmative answer, "Of course."

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