Tokyo Sound

"But if you look closely, this person is so ugly in the photo." Yin Ze frowned and looked at it carefully. He was not in the mood to appreciate it at the time, but now it seems that it does have some cubist charm.

"what?"

Sakura-san raised her brows and patted the other person's shoulder.

Oh, yes, this is the familiar impression, it should be this kind of heroic and masculine existence.

Yin Ze knew that he was in the wrong, so he didn't do anything else. He just curled up in the bed and started to warm the bedding with his own body heat in advance to prepare for a high-quality sleep.

"What do you think? My home." Sakura Ayane put the big photo back to its place, sat down beside the bed and asked in a low voice.

"——Expensive." Yin Ze answered immediately.

"That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about the atmosphere." Sakura Ayane was displeased.

"It's quite nice, clean and well-maintained. A person's life can be roughly reflected in where he lives. Your home is very cozy."

Yin Ze sat cross-legged and said with some reminiscence.

"My dad always kept my house spotless before. I took it for granted at the time, but after I became independent, I realized that it was not easy to keep the house clean for decades. It's easy to wipe off the dust, but it's not so easy to wipe away the hostility of family affairs.

"You have really nice parents, you're lucky."

"...Are you still in contact with your family?" the girl asked cautiously, hesitatingly.

"Those who can't be contacted, naturally can't be contacted. As for this world, those who can still be contacted... have nothing to do with me." The man shook his head. He is now a successful career, but he has not had any communication with Takizawa's mother to this day. I'm afraid that in addition to a failed marriage, there is also a broken family relationship.

"Actually, my dad, even though he looks very impressive, always on the phone and socializing, actually he basically stays at home when he's resting." The girl said repeatedly, "He doesn't have many friends he can really hang out with. He used to have a good relationship with a few classmates, but it seems that because of business issues, some unpleasantness arose."

"When doing business with friends, you will encounter this kind of problem." Yin Ze did not comment.

"He used to be a nerd, but he changed after he entered university. He learned all these romantic gestures from when he was pursuing his mother," Sakura Ayane added.

"That's great. To change for one person, to dress up and win stars for one person, and finally to get what you want." Yin Ze was a little envious.

"So this is the first time I see him chatting with someone so enthusiastically. After you come over and tutor me in the future, can you chat with him often? Just like today." Sakura Ayane asked.

"Okay, we've finished all of uncle's collection today. Next time, I'll bring the wine. After all, it's polite to interact with each other." Yin Ze gladly accepted.

“You don’t have to drink.”

"What to do?"

"We can go out and play." Sakura Ayane said.

"Oh? What are we playing? Golf? Yacht party?" Yin Ze became interested. As the president and the boss, of course he couldn't go to the Internet cafe to play games. There must be some upper-class way to play!

"He often watches fishing documentaries but has never been out fishing. He says it's boring to go fishing alone. How about you accompany him to catch a few fish?" said Sakura Ayane.

"Going out to sea? Renting a yacht for sea fishing?" Yin Ze's thoughts went further and further.

"Why do you value yachts so much?" the girl asked puzzled.

"It's already open, so when the time comes, there will be some bikini waitresses coming, right?" the man chuckled.

"You're going to die. I told you to go out to play, not to let my mom and grandpa punish him." The girl slapped the quilt again.

"Don't worry, there won't be any misunderstanding. At worst, they're all mine." The man said righteously.

"Ahhh, you're so annoying. Let's talk about serious matters."

"Okay, okay, no kidding, I get it." Yin Ze sighed, "It seems that you really want him to be happy. Yes, that's right. After all, a son wants to take care of his parents but they are no longer around. You have this intention now, which is great."

The tutor and the student, one in the quilt, the other sitting by the bed.

Talking in whispers.

"What is life?" Sakura Ayane suddenly said.

"Ah?" Yin Ze was caught off guard.

"Nothing, I just thought of this sentence suddenly." Sakura Ayane smiled awkwardly, "Ms. Matsuoka said this to me suddenly after his first interview in society."

"...Asking this to a student who is still in middle school? This is indeed his style." Yin Ze said helplessly.

"I was a little scared at the time, but I've been thinking about it recently."

"Is there any answer? Tell me."

"It's just some vague thoughts. I don't even know how to put them into words." The girl glanced at him and asked tentatively, "But, if, if you really have the opportunity to choose your life, what would you choose?"

"--And you?"

The man did not answer, but asked in return.

Because he knew that this hypothesis would remain just a hypothesis, an impossible question that did not require any answer and had no meaning at all.

"Although when I think about it carefully, there are many things that I didn't do perfectly. But it's okay like this, just like this."

The corners of Sakura Ayane's mouth curled up.

"After all, if not, I might not have met you."

Yin Ze was a little surprised.

He may have underestimated himself and many others.

At this moment, it is quiet. But I always remember the sweetness of apple candy and the touch of yukata. Something new is quietly turning a corner in time, the warm wind is kissing the ends of my hair, and there is a faint fragrance of your presence in the air.

Slowly, the heat receded, and the gentleness and coolness of the night followed.

He was silent for a while.

"Then maybe I should choose to start my life over again. Anyway, hehe, it doesn't matter whether Sakura-san is in my life or not."

"What? What's wrong with me as your friend? Every time we go to the arcade, I'm the one who buys the game coins. The most you can do is treat us to a bowl of discounted ramen after the game ends! If you need to get together for something in the future, go find your Shimazaki Nobunaga and Matsuoka, don't bother me!" The girl angrily grabbed a pillow and threw it at the man's face.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong. From now on, I'll buy ramen with extra meat." The man resisted in vain.

"Cough cough."

A perfect reminder came from the open doorway.

The tutor and the student stopped what they were doing.

"Ayane, it's getting late and others have drunk so much, just let them get some rest and sleep," said Sakura Edamori.

"Oh." Sakura Ayane returned the pillow.

Sakura Edamori smiled again, said nothing more, and left.

The remaining two people stared at each other.

"Anything else? I'm going to use Nobita Poseidon's special skill to fall asleep in a second." Yin Ze said, "No kidding, the kind that makes you fall asleep super fast."

"No more." Sakura Ayane said sullenly.

"OK, good night."

After the man finished speaking, he lay down in a comfortable position and closed his eyes. The buff was lifted, and the aftereffects of the Awamori wine burst out. He tilted his head and entered an omnipotent and wonderful dreamland.

Sakura Ayane was stunned.

This, he really fell asleep?

One second?

She lifted her hair and glanced at her friend who was fast asleep. Finally, she whispered.

"Good night."

The girl returned to her room quietly.

Although she usually goes to bed at this time, she doesn't feel sleepy now.

After tossing and turning in bed several times, I finally turned on the desk lamp, sat up and wanted to recite some books.

Her father had a large collection of books, and she read a lot of them when she was young.

But what does a stupid kid know? He just takes a look.

There are some lines of writing that I would just laugh off before, but now I can't get over them for a long time.

"Before she came, I seemed to be sleeping in the dark, but as soon as she appeared, she woke me up and led me to the light."

"She connected everything around me with an unbroken thread, weaving it into a colorful lace. She immediately became my lifelong friend, my most intimate person, the person I understand best and the one I cherish most."

If you get up a little earlier, you can experience the earth after the night is clear, the cool and fresh air, the cool and soft morning breeze, and the soft and warm scenery.

Wait for the red sun to rise and awaken the world.

Chapter 72: Descendants

wake.

Start by taking a look inward at your body's biological clock.

The time is 9:30 in the morning.

Yin Ze opened his eyes, stretched himself and got up, feeling the cool air in the afternoon, twisting his waist and moving around. Because he had used part of the overclocked social animal mode of the Corridor of Life, he had a dreamless night of high-quality sleep, and now he was very energetic, and he was completely insulated from hangovers.

It’s a pity that there was no such holy body back then, otherwise how could we have been defeated miserably by Shandong’s main beauty?

Now? Even if the world-famous Russian father-in-law, Uncle Vodka, comes, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

But the price is that you feel very hungry as soon as you wake up.

It’s not bad. After many internal updates and patches, it has become more and more user-friendly. There is nothing to complain about.

If there was a bowl of noodles with more than 200 grams of pickled pepper pork liver as topping, Sichuan and Chongqing people would be reborn, but unfortunately it was not possible. Speaking of ordinary Japanese ramen, it is a thick soup with a strong flavor. Locals only eat it as a main meal and midnight snack. People like him who get up early and have nothing to do and go downstairs to eat noodles are also rare.

Fold the quilt neatly and open the door.

It’s time to say goodbye to uncle and aunt. When riding back, take a detour to a Chinese restaurant to buy some soy milk and fried dough sticks.

Staying overnight is already a disturbance, I shouldn't bother you any further.

He made some calculations in his mind and tidied himself up before going out.

Then I saw meat porridge, pickles and miso soup on the table. The frugal housewife and the lively colleague were busy, and the family pillar had regained his former style, with a high-level of knowledge and sharp eyes, which made people admire him. However, he seemed to be sitting on the sofa with slippers on and reading the newspaper, but his eyes were actually staring at the news with a beautiful host.

It cannot be said, it cannot be said.

The feeling of hunger and the smell of breakfast.

Yin Ze wanted to leave early and go buy soy milk and fried dough sticks.

So he opened his mouth and spoke.

"It's delicious."

"Hey, the teacher is awake, and I was just about to ask Ayane to call you." Sakura Edamori, wearing an apron, poked her head out of the kitchen and greeted, "Did you sleep well last night? You weren't cold, were you? If you stayed at our house and caught a cold, that would be terrible. Don't stand there, wash up and have dinner."

"Then I can't refuse your kindness." Yin Ze said gratefully.

In the end, I opened a new box of toothbrush and toothpaste.

A few minutes later, the family of three and the outsider sat at the same table, just like last night.

"Brother, please have some freshly fried bacon." Yin Ze said modestly.

"We are a generation apart, how can we call each other brothers? Isn't this confusing the generations?" Unexpectedly, Sakura Eiji frowned, and there was a sense of unfamiliarity in his tone. "And I wanted to ask you just now, why are you here? When did you come?"

"...Ah?" Yin Ze was stunned. "This? Uncle? You forgot everything after sleeping?"

"Remember what?" Sakura Eiji seemed completely at a loss.

"We had a heart-to-heart talk last night and drank a lot of Sunday celebratory wine." The young man reminded in a low voice.

"I am a person of some status after all. How could I get drunk with a junior like you? You must have remembered it wrongly? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible." The middle-aged man shook his head.

After a brief moment of shock, Master Yin quickly calmed down.

The reality of the adult world and the true face of adult society are vividly reflected in this second.

There was no such thing as regret for meeting too late, or romance, only the life-and-death battle at Tiantongwan and Xierqi that could not be shaken by thunder. The sound of wine glasses colliding was mixed with the shattering of one-sided wishes.

Whenever I see the seal of my supervisor, it brings back the pain of memories, whenever I think of the moonlight in my wallet. I think of your face, knowing that I shouldn't think about it, and can't think about it, but I still think of the chicken soup for the soul. Who makes me sad, who makes me worry.

It is you.

"Okay, boss." Yin Ze lowered his head respectfully and gave a formulaic answer, which was so round without a trace of edges.

"You don't remember anything?" Sakura Edamori narrowed his eyes slightly and asked in a questioning manner.

"How could it be false? There is no reason for me to lie about this kind of thing." Sakura Eiji shrugged. "When I woke up, there was an extra person at home. How can I accept this so easily? What happened yesterday? And why are all the famous wines in my cabinet gone?"