There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

I lost everything, including my father's expectations.

She may not care, but I have to cheer up, because after that incident, my father's eyes on me changed again. It was a look of utter disappointment. I have to make him like me again...

So I went to middle school and understood some more things.

It turns out that my father is becoming ambitious, and he wants me to choose a fiancée from among the Yukinoshita sisters, so we have to cultivate our relationship from a young age.

I finally understood why I was rejecting it, because I am not an ambitious guy, but I have been doing what an ambitious person should do, so resistance is inevitable.

I screwed up...but I still maintain my 'brilliant' persona because I'm used to my own persona.

There are still many people who like me, and I have a lot of friends. They even cried a lot when I graduated from junior high school.

I went to high school, a private school for the aristocrats in Chiba Prefecture. The tuition was very expensive, but as long as you could afford it, anyone could come to school, regardless of whether you were a noble or not.

At the opening ceremony, I saw that familiar figure again after three years. Yukinoshita came back and went to the same school as me. She was in the top class of Group J, while I was just an ordinary student in Group F because my grades had dropped.

I didn't dare say hello to her, because I had done this many times before and she would definitely ignore me. She looked prettier and more cold than when she was in sixth grade.

I ruined a girl's childhood and made her personality become withdrawn and distorted. Until high school, she was still alone and had no friends.

But I made new friends, Tobe Sho, Ebina Hime, Yamato, Ooka, and Miura Yumiko... Yumiko???

"Yumiko..."

Hayato Hayama murmured the name and slowly opened his eyes.

What catches the eye is a vibrant green scene. Towering ancient trees block the sunlight, and the cheerful chirping of birds lingers in the ears.

Take a deep breath of the air, the refreshing but not greasy fragrance of flowers permeates your nasal cavity, making your mood swaying and intoxicated.

He slowly propped himself up and looked around in confusion.

This is a small space, a garden bedroom woven with dreamy vines, and the soft space beneath him is a bed made of colorful flowers.

Above my head is a green ball of light the size of a basketball, dreamy and emitting a hazy beauty. It is like a green moon, illuminating the room.

“Is this… heaven?”

Hayato Hayama gave a bitter smile, lowered his head and looked at himself before saying blankly, "Will someone like me go to heaven? Or... is this just a dream after all? Just like the dreams I had when I was a child."

He remembered, he remembered it all.

I am still a hypocritical guy, and nothing has improved since returning from Yukinoshita.

In order to punish himself, God dragged him into a cruel "game world".

An inexplicable voice rang in his mind, which made Hayato Yeyama inexplicably irritated. He subconsciously ignored it and jumped down from the flower bed.

Hayato Hayama walked on the soft green grass and went towards the rattan-woven door. After pushing it open, he saw a forest that was more breathtakingly beautiful than the fairy tale world.

"Is this so? So this is the world after human death? It's not the deep and terrifying giant space on the Internet. Or is this all my imagination? Is this what I expected?"

He stared at everything in front of him in a daze, and as if possessed by a ghost, he stretched out his hand. A butterfly hovered on his fingertips, fluttered a few times, and flew away.

A little squirrel came hopping towards me under my feet. It was not afraid of me, but sniffed my shoes and jumped over my instep.

"Suppose this is heaven, will I meet Yumiko? Of course I will. She will definitely come to heaven. She is just a simple and kind person. Although she can't say anything nice... she often quarrels with Yukinoshita..."

Under the Snow? Kitahara...

A hint of haze and sadness filled the confused pupils of Hayato Hayama. Tank, they can't beat us... Does that mean I will meet them here too?

It’s great to get to know Kitahara, and Yukinoshita forgave herself in the end... Is everything over?

He slowly raised his head and saw a stream not far away. Beside the stream was a pavilion woven with rattan. Inside the pavilion, a man and a woman were leisurely drinking tea.

Hayato Hayama smiled, it was a very pure and peaceful smile... without any hypocrisy or color, it was his most genuine smile.

He walked over, crossed the stream, and came to the pavilion.

And it seemed that the two of them had been waiting for him for a long time. It seemed not bad to meet them first in the world after death. Even if it was a dream woven by the spiritual world, it was still good.

"Why don't you recognize me?"

Bei Yuankong tapped the ancient tree table, making a knocking sound, "Do you want me to treat you to tea?"

"When did we become so familiar with each other?" Hayato Hayama smiled, picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

The mellow taste is slightly bitter. After taking a sip and savoring it, you can drink it all in one gulp. Saliva will immediately form under your tongue, and the rich fragrance of green tea will fill your mouth, making you feel refreshed.

"The Yukinoshita family doesn't have such good tea, right?" Hayama Hayato raised the cup. Yukino shook her head helplessly with a faint smile and poured him another cup.

"Aren't we familiar with each other?"

Kitahara Sora was stunned for a moment, then glanced at this guy with disdain, watching him being intoxicated by the cup of tea, and joked: "I am not like you, I can't taste any tea, I can only tell the difference between good and bad tea. As for this tea, the Yukinoshita family does not have it."

Kitahara Sora gulped down the teacup, then looked at Yukino and said, "Yukino said she wanted to treat you with tea. If it were me, I would just serve you a drink, the kind sold in a vending machine, not more than 200 yen."

"As long as it's drinkable, I'm satisfied. Good or bad, I'm not picky."

Hayato Hayama smiled and shook his head, then asked, "So? Did you see Yumiko? How long did I sleep?"

"Yumiko--" Yukino sighed heavily, poured him another cup of tea, and replied with a gentle smile: "She hasn't woken up yet. She needs you to wake her up. After all, she is the person you like, isn't she?"

"Yes—that's right."

Hayato Hayama nodded as a matter of course, put the cup close to his lips, and blew gently on the steaming green tea, "Yumiko..."

He froze halfway through his words, his pupils dilated abnormally, staring intently at Yukino's cute smile, then his hand that was lightly holding the teacup began to exert force and tremble... until the tea spilled out.

His calm expression turned into doubt, into disbelief, into panic and hesitation, and his eyes slowly turned red...

Hayato Hayama tried his best to put the remaining half cup of tea back on the wooden table. His eyes moved back and forth between Kitahara Sora and Yukino. Then he suddenly stood up, turned around like crazy, and looked around.

Then he stopped and squatted down with his hands on his head.

The chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the fairytale forest, the rich aroma of tea, the swelling and pain in the scalp after applying force with fingers... This is real...

Hayato Hayama was confused, his heart was beating fast, he didn't dare to stand up, nor did he dare to make any movements, he was afraid...

Kitahara Sora and Yukino stopped talking, but quietly watched Hayama Hayato who was repairing himself, patiently waiting for his return.

A minute passed and he still didn't move.

Three minutes passed and he seemed to be frozen in time.

Five minutes... ten minutes...

After a full 15 minutes, he stood up tremblingly, sat down again like a wooden man, lowered his head, and stared at his outstretched hands... in a daze.

"So... what about Yumiko..." Hayato Hayama's voice became hoarse, trembling, and crying, "She... needs me to wake her up, right?"

Seeing Hayato Hayama about to sob, Yukino couldn't help herself and said softly, "Uncle Hayama can't live without you. Your departure has cost my mother an excellent legal advisor. He has become decadent and he is no longer like himself."

Yukino raised her teacup and took a sip gently, her tone heavy and pitiful, "He cried miserably in front of my mother, saying that he regretted it and should have spent more time with you... He said that he understood some truths and that he actually loved you."

"Yeah?"

Hayato Hayama raised his head, but tears had already covered his cheeks, gathering from his handsome pointed chin and dripping into the teacup.

"After you left, Saito Private Hospital lost an experienced doctor. She said that she had saved many people, but she couldn't save her own son, so she resigned. Then, there were two more poor people who depended on each other in the countryside."

"They no longer pursue fame, wealth, or a luxurious life, or anything that seems good. They begin to atone for their sins, because they were too harsh on their son, and this is retribution."

"Father... Mother... Mother..." Hayato Hayama cried, and finally couldn't hold back his tears, "Dad, Dad... Mom..."

The man who faced the tank without fear and stood up straight to welcome death and rebirth, cried.

He cried very sadly. A man's crying is not pleasant to hear. It can even be considered unpleasant. The sound is suppressed and low, making people feel breathless.

He clenched his fists tightly, and tears kept falling from his cheeks like pearls from a broken string... His face was hideous, and his white and neat teeth were exposed from his cracked mouth.

He tried hard not to make a sound, but he couldn't help it.

Kitahara Sora lowered his brows because he thought of his parents and his original intention that he had buried deep in his heart but had never forgotten.

So he suddenly stood up and put his hands hard on his shoulders.

"At that moment, you asked me to do you a favor and asked me to tell Yang Nai that you liked her and asked me to take you to apologize..."

Hayato Hayama raised his head, looked at Kitahara Sora's handsome face, looked into his gentle eyes, and waited for his next words.

"I remember that I didn't agree to you at that time, but you took it for granted that I agreed."

"so what?"

"Don't let others do your own things for you. The Service Club was disbanded not long after it was established. I have no obligation to help you."

"You bastard!" Hayato Hayama slowly stood up, gritted his teeth and cursed, punched Kitahara Sora hard in the chest, then opened his arms and hugged him tightly.

He hugged his friend tightly, hugging the person who saw through his filthiness and hypocrisy but still liked him.

He began to cry loudly, crying without any restraint, screaming with his mouth open, and wiped his snot and tears on Kitahara Sora's shoulders capriciously, because he didn't care.

After a long time, he seemed tired of crying, and said intermittently: "Now... I owe you two lives."

Beiyuan Kong slowly shook his head and did not respond to his words. Instead, he said, "You have been away for too long. The position of captain has been replaced by me. You can only listen to me from now on."

"I was not the captain originally." Hayato Hayama finally laughed again.

"Just don't mind."

Beiyuan Kong patted him on the back gently and asked, "What profession did you match with?"

But before Ye Shan could answer, Kitahara Sora nodded and said affirmatively: "I almost guessed it. Welcome home, knight."

0 Section 3 Parents

In the tea room of Yukinoshita's house, Yuki's mother was leisurely fiddling with the tea set in front of her, making tea for the guests in front of her.

She was still wearing a simple and elegant kimono. Her movements were light and neither hurried nor slow, but they did not make people feel anxious. Just watching her pleasing movements made people feel that their whole soul was relaxed.

"Come to think of it, it's been a long time since you two came to visit my humble abode."

Mother Xue used a bamboo clip to bring the small cup in front of her to the two middle-aged men. After pouring the brewed green tea into the cup, she smiled softly and said, "It was a few months ago last time."

"Ma'am, we were originally just an employment relationship. There is no reason to bother you anymore after I resign."

A middle-aged man wearing a white T-shirt and a pair of very ordinary black-framed glasses slowly picked up the teacup in front of him, blew lightly, and took a small sip.

Then, he looked at Yukino and Kitahara Sora who were sitting next to him, and asked in confusion: "What's the reason today? Are you just inviting us over for tea?"

"Can't I just invite you guys for tea?"

Mother Xue shook her head helplessly, then poured a glass for Kitahara Sora and Yukino on both sides, and said with a gentle smile: "Tatsuya, you solved a lot of problems for our family during your time at the company. Even if you leave, our friendship will still be there."

Hearing what Yuki's mother said, the rather reserved Hayama Miko next to Hayama Tatsuya could no longer sit still and quickly shook her head and said:

"Ah, this is just my husband's job, friendship or something, Mrs. Yukinoshita, you..."

"Is there really no affection between us?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita smiled, looked at Miko, then looked at Tatsuya Hayama who was about to nod in agreement and asked again: "So in your eyes, we are just an employment relationship?"

"I……"

Ye Shan was speechless. After a moment's silence, he shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "If the reason why Madam invited me to be your guest is to recruit me, then I am sorry. My savings are enough for Miko and I to live for the rest of our lives. We just want to live the rest of our lives in peace now."

The man had long lost his sharpness. He only wore a simple white T-shirt to accept the invitation. This was his homely attire in the countryside. His original gold-rimmed glasses were replaced with cheap black-framed glasses, and his meticulously combed black hair was now stained with mottled silver frost.

It was only a few months, but it felt like ten years had passed for him. Although his back was straight, he looked like he was about to enter old age.

There was also a hint of vicissitudes and fatigue in the eyes of Hayama Miko beside her. Compared with when she was a doctor, she was now like an ordinary housewife.

Looking at the two people at this moment, Mrs. Yukinoshita sighed helplessly, "Tatsuya, do you still hate me?"

Hearing this, Kitahara Sora and Yukino looked at each other, then took a sip of tea in silence. Although they were confused, they did not intend to ask.

But Tatsuya Yeyama subconsciously glanced at the boys and girls on both sides, and then fell silent.

It was not until a long time later that he shook his head and chuckled, "I have confessed from the beginning that I was confused about Madam's behavior, but I definitely did not hate her. After all, you have been kind to our family. Without your promotion, I would not have achieved this, nor would I have had the opportunity to stand out in the legal circle."

"You must have your reasons for putting pressure on the Chiba government. I hate that the murderer of my son did not receive the punishment he deserved. I hate myself, my own desires and ambitions, and I hate that I did not fulfill my responsibilities as a father."

He raised his head and drank the green tea in the cup, then gently placed the empty cup back on the coffee table. "I just don't understand why you stopped me from investigating secretly, why you stopped me from taking revenge...you..."

He turned his head and glanced at Kitahara Sora and Yukino again. His heart, which had finally calmed down, began to waver again. He slowly lowered his head, and said in a hesitant tone, "I can't hate you... You are too tolerant and indulgent to me..."

Ye Shanda didn't hate Xue's mother, he was just confused and puzzled.

He didn't understand why the head of the Yukinoshita family put pressure on the Chiba government to stop the investigation. He wondered why Yuki's mother forced him to stop the secret investigation and why her mother compromised.

He knew nothing and could do nothing.

He was powerless. Before becoming the consultant of the Yukinoshita family, Tatsuya Yeyama was just an unknown little lawyer in a law firm. He was powerless in the face of Yuki's mother. Perhaps it was not because he did not hate her, but because he did not dare to vent his anger on her.