In the 1995 Red and White Song Party, the pennant symbolizing victory was finally handed over to the white group host Furudate Ichiro.

Although he is a singer who represents the white group, Ye Zhao does not have that feeling of honor at all about the victory of the white group, if he remembers something, he can finally rest after the performance.

Of course, before returning home, he still has one last job, that is, with all the singers who appeared in this year's Red and White Song Club, under the guidance of conductor Yasushi Miyagawa, he sang the song "Firefly Light", which is equivalent to "Unforgettable Tonight".

Because the camera swept between the singers from time to time, Ye Zhao still had to make a decent expression, follow the rhythm, and sing seriously like a child participating in a choir competition. Although at this time, he himself was already a little drowsy.

"It's finally over. After leaving the red and white venue and getting into the car, Ye Zhao breathed a long sigh of relief and finally relaxed. But while feeling relaxed, a somewhat belated sense of emptiness also came over him. After all, after a busy night, it was really uncomfortable to suddenly relax so much.

"Is it still a one-day trip to Yokohama this year?" asked Yuki Uemura as he drove.

"Yes. Ye Zhao responded, took off the collar needle and held it in his hand, "Go back to Yokohama early tomorrow morning, and come back on the afternoon of the fifth day." ”

"Five?" Yuki Uemura was a little surprised, "Is it so late this year?"

"It's a rare New Year's holiday, you can also let me relax, and you yourself can relax. Ye Zhao said with a smile, "After all, as soon as the construction starts, it will be in a state of continuous rotation until March." ”

"Yes. Yuki Uemura also smiled, "In that case, I will also thank you for a few more days of rest." By the way, will I pick you up again on the afternoon of the fifth day?"

"No need," Ye Zhao replied, "I'll just come back by myself." ”

Yuki Uemura kept sending Ye Zhao downstairs. Before getting out of the car, Ye Zhao handed him a paper bag that had been placed in the back seat when he set off early this morning, "New Year's gift, please accept it." ”

"Oh, thank you so much. Yuki Uemura took it, "Happy New Year, Ye Zhaosang." ”

After a long day of continuous rotation, after finally getting rid of the busy work and the ubiquitous cameras, when I returned home, what awaited Ye Zhao was nothing more than an empty room and the intoxicating night view of Tokyo outside the window. As soon as he came out of the lively venue, he was faced with a deserted living room in a blink of an eye, and such a gap still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Putting away the collar needle sent by Fuji Caizi, and taking a little bath to relieve fatigue, Ye Zhao began to pack up his luggage for departure early tomorrow morning. Anyway, it's just a few days of staying, except for the things you have to bring yourself, the rest can be bought now after arriving in Yokohama, so in the end, it's just a handbag that I just gently and skillfully packed.

It's just that such a period of packing up things has almost consumed Ye Zhao's sleepiness in the red and white venue just now. I turned on the TV and changed several stations one after another, but I didn't find anything I was interested in, so I had to turn it off. Lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling, Ye Zhao couldn't help but think, Sister Quanshui is probably getting together with her family now, happily drinking the bar?

Yukie Nakama returned to Okinawa to spend the New Year with her family, and Fuji Ayako also rushed home to accompany her daughter Sachiko after the red and white ended, and as for Sakai Izumi, her New Year was naturally spent with her family. When moving, Ye Zhao joked that he was only "separated by a wall" from her, and today, it is probably the farthest away from her since she moved here.

Thinking of this, a somewhat childish and even inexplicable thought suddenly popped up in his mind. But even though he felt that such a thing was inexplicable in his heart, he immediately put it into practice.

He got up from the sofa, went to the storage room and took out the herringbone ladder for cleaning, adjusted it to the highest height, opened it in the living room, stepped on the stairs to the top of the ladder, stood on it, raised his arms, and gently pressed his palms against the ceiling, and then, he curled up his fingers and knocked the ceiling with his knuckles a little harder.

"Knock, knock, knock. "It's like knocking on the door, and I knock three times in succession.

Of course, this is unlikely to get any response. Sakai Izumi has returned to her parents to spend New Year's Eve with her family, and even if she is here, this is not knocking on the door, and this level of "harassment" cannot be conveyed to her at all.

But Ye Zhao didn't care. Like a child who has discovered something interesting, in the silence of the night, facing the starlight of the city that never sleeps, he knocked on this wall that would not answer, this door that could not be answered, in the silence of the night.

Because his room was so quiet, the sound of the knock could not be conveyed to the other side, but seemed to turn into an echo, ringing in his own ears one after another.

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Early the next morning, Ye Zhao was woken up by the alarm clock.

He felt groggy in his head, because he hadn't rested much last night. Although he was so tired that he didn't want to move, he rubbed his sleeping face, washed up briefly, put on a hat and mask, and flat glasses with no prescription, and after being fully armed, he took his luggage and the gifts he had bought for his family in advance, and boarded the train to Yokohama.

It was not yet nine o'clock in the morning when he walked out of the station, Ye Zhao stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, stopped at the flower shop not far from his home, bought a bouquet of daffodils, and walked home.

The person who opened the door to greet him was still Ye Qing.

"What about Dad and Mom?" Ye Zhao put the travel bag and gifts in front of the entrance, handed her the words, and did not forget to advise: "Remember to find a beautiful vase." ”

"Yes~Yes~" Ye Qing nodded twice and replied: "Dad and Mom went out early in the morning, but they didn't drive, so they should be able to come back soon." After saying that, he went into the living room with the bouquet of flowers, found a vase and scissors, and repaired the branches in a rusty and rough way.

Ye Zhao, who followed in the next step, was frightened when he watched from the side, and hurriedly stopped: "Or let me come?"

"Is my brother disgusted that my skills are too poor?" Ye Qing raised her head, her bright smile was like the big scissors that were shining silver in her hand at the moment.

"I'm just worried about you, I'm afraid you'll get hurt. Ye Zhao also smiled brightly. Not talking to the person with the weapon is one of the most basic rules of survival.

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