Early in the morning, in front of a quaint courtyard in Chiyoda Ward, a black sedan slowly stopped, and when the door opened, a man in his thirties wearing a dark blue suit came down. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He straightened his clothes, glanced at his leather shoes again, and then walked over to the black griddled iron door.

This person is none other than Nan Zeyu.

When the doorman saw him, he immediately said, "Please leave." The cold, tough tone somehow made him feel more intimate. He smiled and said, "Are you new here?

When the doorman heard him say this, he became more vigilant, "This is not the place for you to come, go quickly, or I will be welcome." As he spoke, the doorman pulled out his gun.

Nan Zeyu sighed and shook his head, "Is Tanaka here?"

The doorman looked at him suspiciously, but did not speak.

"You call Tanaka and say that Kunihiko is back. After Nan Zeyu said this, he turned around and stopped looking at the doorman.

Two or three minutes later, Yuichiro Tanaka came in a hurry, "Kunihiko, you came early, and the president just got up." He instructed the doorman to open the door, "Have you had breakfast?"

Nan Zeyu replied with a smile, "It's because I'm too anxious to eat yet." ”

"Come in, wait for the president to wash up, and let's have a meal together. ”

A quarter of an hour later, Minami Zeyu met Kujo Harumo, a 61-year-old president in a pale green kimono, who was still as majestic and terrifying as he remembered.

Nan Zeyu restrained his excitement, "Father!"

Kujou Harumi waved his hand expressionlessly, "It's the road. He sat down on the navy blue couch, "Why didn't you come here yesterday?"

"It was too late yesterday, I'm afraid to disturb your rest. Nan Zeyu didn't get instructions to sit down, so he kept standing in an orderly manner.

"Oh. Kujou Harusomi scratched his back, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?" ”

Nan Zeyu hesitated, "I haven't eaten yet." ”

At this time, the servant came in, "President, breakfast is ready." ”

"Come on. Kujo Harumi stood up, "You must miss the taste of home." Nan Zeyu smiled and obediently followed into the restaurant.

There are dozens of small plates on the table, and there are various dishes such as grilled fish, miso soup, and tofu.

After Kujou Harumi was seated, Nanzawa Yu sat down opposite him. He picked up the porridge bowl and immediately smelled the mouth-watering aroma. This porridge looks unpretentious, but he can smell the smell of seafood such as bonito, dried scallops, and anchovies. Nan Zeyu took a deep breath, "It's so fragrant." ”

"It's your favorite porridge. There seemed to be a smile on Kujou Harumi's face, "Alright, I'm going to go." ”

"I'm going to start too. ”

After greeting each other, the two began to eat. Minami Zeyu drank porridge while admiring the pickles in front of him, which are the pickles in Japanese cuisine. He roughly counted seven or eight plates, including white radish puree, seaweed, white grapes, plums, and so on. They are all arranged in leaf-shaped porcelain plates of different colors, which look particularly delicate.

"You try this. Kujo Harumi shoved over a plate of tuna, which was covered with mashed yam and flakes of seaweed.

Nan Zeyu hurriedly thanked him. He picked up a slice of fish and tasted it, and the taste in his mouth was very complicated: in addition to the deliciousness of the ingredients, he also tasted a kind of doubt and apprehension. More than twenty minutes have passed since he entered the door, but Kujou Harumi has not asked a word about the purpose of his trip. This wasn't Kujo Harumi's style in the past, Minami Zeyu thought uneasily.

"How's it taste?" asked Kujou Harunomi with a smile on his face.

"It was delicious. Nan Zeyu replied humbly. When he saw that Kujo Harumi seemed to be in a good mood, he plucked up his courage and said, "Count, I haven't seen my father for almost a year." ”

"Is it that long?"

"Yes. The last time I came back was at the end of last year. Nan Zeyu picked up a piece of fish cake, dipped it in mustard, and ate it in one go.

"You have to come back more often, or I'll forget what you look like." You see that you are now a Chinese. Kujou Harumi said leisurely, unable to hear the joy or anger.

Nan Zeyu said with trepidation: "If my father misses me, I can come back at any time." He swallowed the rest of his words back, in fact, all along, it was Kujou Haruki who asked him to stay in China to track down the whereabouts of the Seven Colored Amber, otherwise he would have returned long ago.

"The overall situation is important, you can bear with it again. Sure enough, Kujo Harumi changed his tune again.

Nan Zeyu ate natto, his mouth was very unpleasant, he had a hunch that Kujo Harumi might have known the purpose of his trip.

Finally finished eating, Nan Zeyu wiped his mouth and followed Kujou Harumi back to the living room.

The two sat down facing each other on the couch.

"By the way, you showed me the picture last year, your daughter, it's called ......"

"Nan Zejiao, nicknamed Jiaojiao. Nan Zeyu said quickly.

"Ah, yes, that's the name. Kujou Harumi gently rubbed his abdomen to promote the peristalsis of his stomach. "How old is she?"

"Twelve, father. ”

"It's so big. ”

Nan Zeyu smiled, and when he thought of his daughter, his expression couldn't help but soften a little.

"How's your headache?"

"Thank you Dad for your concern. I feel much better now, I haven't had a headache in a long time. ”

"Then you have to stick to your medication. ”

"Yes. I've been taking medication. Nan Zeyu remembered that he had tried to stop the medicine, but the headache soon returned, and he had to continue taking the medicine.

Yuichiro Tanaka walked in at this time, "President, you originally asked President Obuchi to play golf today, you see ......?"

"Another day. My son is back, and I have to stay with him. Kujou Haruki squinted his eyes and said, "Go and call to explain, Obuchi is not an unreasonable person." ”

"Yes. After Yuichiro Tanaka stepped back, Kujou Haruki stared at Nanzawa Yu for a few seconds, and suddenly asked, "Is there still no progress in your work?"

"Nope. Nan Zeyu said with some guilt. He saw that Kujou Harunori didn't seem to blame him, and he felt even more uncomfortable, "However, it's not all unfounded. "We found Mouss," he said, "Considering the words. ”

"Really?" Kujo Harumi's calmness surprised Nan Zeyu, which was obviously because he had already gotten the news.

"Do you already know about this?" asked Nan Zeyu cautiously.

"I just found out, and I haven't had time to tell you yet. Kujou Harumi stopped rubbing his stomach and lowered his arms, "Are you sure it's him?"

"It should be. Nan Zeyu thought for a moment and added, "Unless there are other living people in the Hannover family." ”

Kujou Harumi nodded, he pondered for a while, and then said: "You have been in China, and some things are not easy to tell you at the first time, I don't remember if I told you one thing." This year, one of our boats was robbed. ”

"What?!" Nan Zeyu straightened up, "Who is so bold?"

"It should be from Hanover. Kujou Harumi said tiredly.

"Is the loss big?" asked Nan Zeyu worriedly.

"Nothing to lose. Kujou Harumi pressed his eyebrows with his fingers, "Killed a few people and snatched one person." Nan Zeyu was stunned, "What does this mean?"

"I don't know, probably to disgust me. Kujou Harunori leaned back on the sofa and let out a sigh. "Kunihiko, go to the oak table, there's a box of cigars in the drawer on the left, bring it to me. ”

Nanzawa Yu brought the cigar to Kujou Harumomi, who opened the box and picked one from it. Kujou Harumi put the cigar under his nose and sniffed it carefully for a moment, then he looked satisfied, as if to say, "That's it." Then, he picked up the cigar cutter and gently cut off the cap, while Nan Zeyu had already lit the match and waited on the sidelines.

The first puff of smoke that Kujou Harumi spat out was very light, as faint as a wisp of green smoke. He was so absorbed in the aroma of the cigar that he did not speak for a moment.

Nan Zeyu is not used to smoking cigars, but when he smells this smoke, he is still a little itchy, and he wants to smoke too. But after thinking about it again, he decided to be patient, after all, Kujou Harumi did not allow him to smoke.

"You don't have to worry too much about the ship, I've already arranged it, and your energy still has to be focused on Mous. Kujou Harumi muttered, "I haven't moved for years, and I'm really afraid that their family will die." Luckily, God kept it for me. ”

This sentence was extremely resentful, and Nan Zeyu only felt like a poisonous snake crawling over his body after hearing it. "Father, I have something to say to you. ”

Kujou Harumi came back to his senses, but didn't speak, just looked at him intently.

"I'm going back to China this time to find a guy and ask for some news. ”

"Have you inquired?"

"Hmm. ”

"Does this matter have anything to do with the seven-colored pearl?"

“...... No. Nan Zeyu was a little embarrassed, "It's a little personal matter of my own." ”

"Then you don't have to tell me. Kujou Harumi smoked his cigar unhurriedly, "You're not a child anymore, you can handle these things yourself." ”

"Yes, Father. ”

"Sit down a little longer, and I'll take you to see your mother. ”

At noon, Kujou Harumi and Nan Zeyu, who were all black, appeared in the Qingshan Spiritual Garden. In front of a tombstone engraved with the words "Kujo Family", Kujo Harumi stopped, "Kunihiko, come and see your mother." ”

Nan Zeyu stepped forward and began to clean the tombstone. He picks up the fallen leaves around the tombstone, takes the flowers that have long since dried up, and then puts the garbage into a garbage bag that he has prepared in advance.

After cleaning up the garbage, Nan Zeyu went to the cemetery management office to ask for a bucket, and then filled the bucket with water. He returned to the tomb, scooped water with his hands, gently poured it on the tombstone, and finally took out his handkerchief and wiped it clean little by little.

Kujou Harumi saw that he was busy and nodded, and Nan Zeyu put the prepared lilies and chrysanthemums in the groove in front of the tombstone. Then, he lit the incense candle, folded his hands, and bowed his head respectfully.

"My son has come to see you. Kujou Harumi whispered. His voice was filled with infinite sadness and longing.

After the two of them finished worshipping, Kujou Harumi didn't leave in a hurry, he stared at the tombstone for a while, and then looked at Nan Zeyu's back. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and gently patted Nan Zeyu's shoulder, "You don't always have a hunchback. ”

Nan Zeyu straightened his spine.

"Your mother has been gone for twenty-four years. But for me, as soon as I close my eyes, I can hear her laughter and see her smiling face. Kujou Harumi's voice became gloomy, "If it weren't for the Hannover family, she should be alive and well now, instead of lying under this cold stone!"

Nan Zeyu didn't say a word, but the breath that gradually became heavy revealed the anger in his heart.

"Do you remember your mother?"

Nan Zeyu was silent for a while, and said word by word, "I remember her appearance." ”

Kujou Harumi let out a long sigh, "You don't remember. You've had a head injury, I don't remember, I don't blame you. ”

"No, father, I really remember. Nan Zeyu's rebuttal made Kujou Harumi slightly surprised.

"I remember that she liked to eat fish, but she never spit out fish bones, so she was always slow to eat fish; I remember that she liked to act and often hummed Sayuri Ishikawa's songs, which seemed to be influenced by her grandfather; I remember that she liked Shimazaki Fujimura's poems and novels......" Minamizawa Yu stopped suddenly.

Kujou Harumi shook his head, "You don't remember. That's what I told you, you don't remember your mother. ”

"No, I remember, father, I really do!" Nan Zeyu became a little excited, "I can't describe my feelings to you in detail, but I do." He stumbled and almost fell.

Kujou Harumi stretched out his hand in time and held him up, "Don't force yourself too much. ”

Nan Zeyu opened his mouth and wanted to continue to argue, but he suddenly became quiet again. "What's the point of me saying this, can I be worse than my father?" he thought, feeling almost overwhelmed by pain.

"Do you understand why I hate the Hanoverians so much?" said Kujo Harumi as he looked up at the clear and pure blue sky.

"Understood. ”

"Do you know why I'm delaying your great future and letting you go to China to track down the Seven Colored Amber?"

"Yes. ”

"Even if I kill all the people of the Hanoverians, flog their corpses, and then crush their bones and scatter ashes, it will not eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

"I will, father, rest assured, I will avenge you and your mother. Nan Zeyu's face sank like water, "I'll find Mous as soon as possible, and I won't let him die too quickly." ”

Kujou Harumi nodded with satisfaction, "I'm already this age, I hope I can see it before I close my eyes." ”

"You can rest assured. ”

"Hurry up, I'm waiting for you to come back and inherit the family business. Kujou Harumi's words made Nan Zeyu's heart stir, he pursed his lips tightly, and he didn't speak for a while. He knew that with his identity as a concubine, he would definitely not be favored by the other elders in the society. His father's words were both an encouragement and a hint to him.

"I won't let you down. Nan Zeyu thought so, and the words blurted out.