April is more than your lies

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"There is still some time..."

It was smooth sailing when they arrived, and with Shenwu's over-the-top planning for what needs to be done, Yaozi can now accompany them to drink a cup of coffee in the airport lobby - pouring the coffee with Yaozi in almost the same way. The sugar one was different from the gauze one, so he chose iced lemon tea.

However, for Yaozi and Hesha, this bit of free time was unexpected, and it was normal for them to be speechless for a while.

"Shenwu, drive carefully when you go back later."

"I know."

Shenwu responded.

Along the way, he thought he drove the car very steadily, and the commercial vehicle, which was said to be quite expensive, would not roar like a beast like those big toys that he loved.

All in all, he still prefers sports cars because they are more fun.

"Like now...it's not bad to sit down and rest for a while."

This long-lost, leisurely feeling...

There was no assistant beside him mumbling about the upcoming itinerary and precautions, no man beside him telling funny or tasteless jokes, and no one getting drunk...

Although quite unfamiliar, this state is actually full of "treasures", and Yaozi can find the most comfortable position in it.

"Hesha, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"I want to say, are you free to listen?"

"Too."

Hesha asked back. From the beginning to the end, she had this ruthless and cold attitude towards Yaozi, and Yaozi's response was frivolous, sometimes serious, and sometimes with some emotion. This may be attributed to her every second. They are all in fluctuating moods.

At least when she answered, she went over the top with pleasure, so much so that she adopted a rather teasing tone towards her daughter, who was obviously angry.

"The time it takes for a cup of coffee... actually isn't that long."

"..."

How should we respond to this situation?

Hesha was silent.

"But it's always good to have it."

Shingo said this. He was biting the straw of lemon tea at the moment. He was strolling and looking attentively, as if he had just heard such a sentence, and the atmosphere and other things had been eaten into his stomach along with the sugar.

"Same as Shuichi?"

"Dad? It's okay..."

It seemed that this guy really wasn't listening carefully. The only word that successfully entered his mind was the word "Xiuyi" from Yaozi's words.

"But sometimes he won't say goodbye to me. He doesn't see anyone else when he wakes up. Breakfast is ready, so when we eat lunch, we find that he has left... That's about it."

Well, Shenwu listened carefully...

Yaozi revised his judgment in his mind. In this way, Shenwu's appearance of being free from the situation became a mystery. Hesha most likely knew what state Shenwu was in at the moment, but she couldn't ask.

You may not get an answer if you ask...

There is a gap between mother and daughter, and it cannot be resolved just because there is an extra Shingo at this moment.

"Is it……"

It doesn't sound like Shuichi.

Yaozi thought, but this is a question that can be said.

"When will he be able to cook again? I don't even know! I've heard Yao complain many times before!"

"Bread, jam, fruit salad... In addition to these, there are also burnt bacon and fried eggs. Does this count as knowing how to cook?"

Shen Wu smiled, it seemed that such memories were also happy for him.

"But I don't have the chance to eat the food cooked by my mother."

Dad said that his mother’s cooking was great, and it was a big loss for him not to eat it. Every time he faced the “breakfast” made by that man, he would have a deep sense of recognition for it, because he had to cherish it. Such a mood makes Shuichi throw away what he made.

He will not eat the carbonized fried eggs and bacon with gratitude as shown in the vulgar TV series. To express his love for someone, he should not hurt himself.

"Have you eaten it, Aunt Yaozi?"

"Well... when I first came to Vienna to study abroad, I often had the opportunity to eat it, but after that..."

Many times, casual chats always touch upon the past that one would rather not mention.

As Yaozi swallowed the words on his lips, Shenwu's expression turned slightly gloomy. At this time, he couldn't laugh like usual.

"Okay, let's not talk about this..."

"It's okay, it would be nice to know more about mom."

Shingo shook his head.

I don't know whether he used this action to emphasize "it doesn't matter", or whether he was denying the obvious lie.

"How is the relationship between Aunt Yaozi and mother?"

"It's not bad..."

Even if she can't compare to Xiu Yi's words "The whole world is not as gentle as her", in Yao Zi's heart, that old friend is indeed a gentle person.

It is precisely because of this that she does not dare to make any assertions about their relationship - gentle people are gentle to everyone, so they will always attract some misunderstandings...

This was a thought of inferiority and cowardice, but at that time, she had indeed thought this way, and this doubt remained with the sudden end of the past, and could never be solved.

"At that time, I was taken care of a lot by Haruka. As for Shuichi... he always complained in my ears, saying that I disturbed their world. Shingo... do you have such thoughts now?"

"no……"

Shenwu shook his head, not knowing that he was smiling brightly at this moment because he thought of something worth being happy about.

"I was even kicked out of the house by Hesha. It's better to say thank you to Aunt Yaozi for teaching me how to play the piano."

"What are you talking about?"

When being teased at this time, Kazusa would not give Shingo such a cute expression. Of course, her complaints were always just "angry".

"Being kicked out..."

If everything goes well with the relationship between these two children, then... can Shenwu call herself "mom" from now on?

Yaozi thought with anticipation, but there was also a rare sense of seriousness in the good mood that was filled with joy.

"Shingo, if you say...even if you actually only love Hesha half as much as you imagine, you must...love her well."

"Why, is it only half of what you imagined?"

The man's stupidity and incomprehension are reflected here. Shenwu's inquiring look is like a wild boar discovering cassava.

"Because...men are all bastards."

It's time for me to leave...

The time for a cup of coffee is never the time it takes to finish a cup of coffee, but the time it takes when the temperature of the coffee changes to the point where people feel it’s time to leave.

Yaozi stood up.

"I'll take it as your promise!"

Volume 185: Chapter 17 No.[-] The Promised Game

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Yaozi left in a carefree manner, Shingo's lemon tea was half-full, and Kazusa's taste in coffee probably wasn't similar to her mother's.

"That woman taught you how to play the piano?"

Coffee is bitter, no matter how much sugar is added, it is still bitter.

Hesha also couldn't figure out why she liked drinking coffee, but she never wanted to think about things she couldn't understand.

"Is this why you came back from Vienna?"

To be honest, I'm a little jealous...

However, if you argue with Shingo, you will definitely be teased by this bastard man...

During the tenth of a second that Shengo hesitated, Hesha had already sorted out her thoughts several times. As for the matter of her and Shengo being suspended from school, this girl never paid attention to it from beginning to end. Naturally, there was no so-called "selective neglect". .

"Aunt Yaozi said that Hesha asked her to do it."

Shingo understood Hesha's emotions, but unfortunately now he could only hold Hesha's hand on the table instead of holding this cute and coquettish girl in his arms for a good intimacy like he did at home.

"I remember Hesha mentioned to me that I told Aunt Yaozi that I haven't made any progress... She probably took it to heart, right?"

"When she came back, she didn't even ask about me, but she specifically spent time with you..."

Hesha still felt a little dissatisfied, like a child who didn't get any candy.

"That woman is too... partial, isn't she?"

Finally, she used a word that was similar to the sweetness and bitterness of coffee, and the strength from Shingo's palm was the pillar that supported her in saying it.

"I can't say that I'm biased... Aunt Yaozi thinks that Hesha is... living a good life now, just like dad thinks I'm living a good life, so he doesn't care about me."

Shenwu could only answer it while thinking about it. There was nothing for people to think about anyway.

"..."

How are you doing?

This is a question that requires no thought at all, because when Shingo mentioned it, Kazusa wanted to respond to him with a smile.As a result, the idea of ​​getting angry with him seems completely unfeasible...

"So, what did that woman teach you?"

"Well... when you go out to play with Kazusa, remember to drive a roomier car."

No doubt, this is a joke.

Yaozi was like this when he said this to Shenwu. Naturally, when Shenwu understood what Yaozi expressed belatedly, and when he said the same thing to Hesha, there was no lack of narrow-mindedness and teasing in it.

But after Hesha gave him an angry look, she was still tolerant as always.

"How about playing the piano... We went to the music room of Fengcheng University and played a game, right? It is said that it was the kind of... piano competition that Aunt Yaozi often had when she was studying abroad?"

The kind that is almost torn apart by the storm, but makes people want to laugh in the wind. This kind of "play" must be a game that only the most proud genius can enjoy...

Perhaps, I will never forget that feeling in my life. Even if one day the opponent who was once regarded as a storm is no longer worth mentioning, the indelible past in my life is undoubtedly indelible.

"To be honest, I can understand...why so many people say that I am laughing at them. But...it's no wonder that I only have such a bad reputation..."

"Is it……"

Shingo is smiling.

Kazusa can always distinguish Shingo's emotions from the same expression. At this moment, he is full of joy, not out of some "emotional" happiness, but... similar to what he felt after being beaten by his karate teacher before. That kind of happiness.

It's like finally enjoying some kind of scenery, or... finally picking up the stars in the sky.

In his heart, Shingo must be eager to play a few more "games" like that, right?It's best to face a stronger "opponent" than Touma Yoko. Only in this way... will it be interesting!

However, there is only one Touma Yaoko in this world, and how many people are more accomplished in music than her?

"Play a game with me, a game like that... Let me see what that woman taught you... It's really rare to be so happy."

"Um……"

Shingo tilted his head, as if he wanted to use this slightly changed perspective to observe a certain Kazuya that was different from usual.

After a short pause, he shook his head.

"Wait until it's time for the competition, Kazusa... until then, you will be the best. Before that... just try your best to move forward! The same goes for me... I, I want to run now, I want to It’s about to fly!”

"Whatever you say..."

Again, wait?

Clearly, Hesha saw the flame in Shenwu's eyes. Normally, there was only a flickering light there, but at this moment, the flame was rising like a dragon.

This guy...

When she talks about his laxity, he is always as unmoved as a sloth, but... Hesha never imagined that Shingo would have such a side.

Then, just wait a little longer. Appreciating the most magnificent performance or defeating the most arrogant enemy requires a sufficiently broad stage.