It's about an hour's drive from Tokyo to Kamakura, and it's not yet five o'clock when it departs, and the first-class carriages are filled with less than half of the people who commute between the two places.

One is a super low-key singer who has only appeared on TV eight times since his debut and has not shown his face in front of the camera for more than a year, and the other is a super rookie singer who has just appeared on TV once after his debut and is still in the state of "song celebrity is not popular".

More than 800 years ago, Minamoto Yoritomo established the first shogunate in the history of the RB in Kamakura, and like Kyoto and Nara, it is an authentic ancient capital. Kamakura, which is crowded with tourists every summer, has become more leisurely again after entering autumn, and Ha Aki and Sakai Izumisui got off at Nanorihama Station, they arrived a little late, and the shops along the way have begun to close one after another, and the fireball-red sun slowly sank into the sea level, leaving only a large arc.

There are no pedestrians on the seaside boulevard, but the occasional wild cat can be seen leisurely crossing the road and burrowing into the houses next to it, and Ha Aki and Sakai Izumisui stroll along the avenue as if they really just came here for a walk. Walking to the front station of Kamakura High School, Ye Zhao had a whim, ran to the opposite side of the crossing, and proposed to Sakai Izumi: "Sister Izumi, wave to me!"

"Huh?" Sakai Izumi was stunned for a moment, although he didn't understand a little, but he still waved his hand at Ye Zhao.

Ye Zhao grinned, and also waved his arm vigorously at the Sakai spring on the opposite side. Seeing this scene, Sakai Izumi laughed softly, "Does Ye Jun also watch the slam dunk?"

"Of course, that's youth!" Ye Zhao stared at Sakai Izumi's face. The red traffic lights flashed alternately, the crossbars at the crossing slowly fell, and the sound of "Oooo

Dinner was served at a small restaurant that had been converted into a private house. The owner of the restaurant was an elderly couple, and when they saw Ye Zhao and Sakai Izumi coming in, the old woman straightened the reading glasses on the bridge of her nose and stared at Sakai Izumi's face for a while before saying, "Welcome." The last time I was here was almost two years ago, right?"

"So my mother-in-law still remembers me?" said Sakai Izumi, smiling happily.

The two sat down at a small table for two next to the bar, on which there were two handwritten menus, and Sakai Izumi did not take the menu, but ordered directly: "I want to eat my mother-in-law's signature set meal." ”

"Then I also want my mother-in-law's signature set meal. Ye Zhao put down the menu.

The old woman looked at Ye Zhao and asked kindly, "Who is this young man?"

"It's the younger brother in the family. Sakai Izumi replied quickly.

"You look so handsome, your family's genes are really good. The old woman complimented and turned into the kitchen.

While waiting for the meal, Ye Zhao was curious: "Did Sister Quanshui come here often before?"

"Only been here once. Two years ago, I walked here by chance, but I didn't expect my mother-in-law to remember me. "Sakai Spring Waterway.

"Oh. Ye Zhao nodded.

The signature set meal is a typical Japanese meal of white sliced meat, vegetable offal, miso soup, and rice, with sliced lettuce and onion slices underneath the sliced sliced meat, and a small plate of spicy mashed radish to keep it from getting greasy. When I came out of the restaurant after eating, the sky was completely dark, the street lamps lit up the seaside promenade, and the long road winded into the distance.

"That's Enoshima. Sakai pointed to the illuminated island on the other side.

"What's that thing that's been lit up?" Ye Zhao asked.

"It's a lighthouse on top of the hill. A gust of sea breeze blew, and Sakai Izumizu gently pinned the long hair that had fallen behind his ears with his fingers, "That year, when I was chased by the media and felt very depressed, I bought a ticket at the station and took a train to Kamakura alone, and when I walked along the coast, I saw the lighthouse, and when I looked at the light, I suddenly felt that hope was right in front of me. ”

Ye Zhao's heart moved, "So Sister Quanshui specially came out with me, just to let me see this lighthouse?"

"Well," said Sakai Izumi, looking at the sea level as if talking to the sea, "I've been in a similar situation to you, and I know the pain of trying to justify it but not being able to talk about it. If you have been in the same mood, how can you sit idly by? But I don't have the energy to help you out of this situation, and I don't want to just say beautiful things that comfort people. After thinking about it, why don't I take you to see this 'hope'. With that, she exhaled softly and relaxed her shoulders.

Sakai Spring is such a reserved and gentle person. When she was attacked by the outside world, she did not choose to issue a statement to defend herself or argue with the magazine, but later took out the song "Don't Admit Defeat" as her answer, and in the next ten years, she completely bid farewell to the exposure of the screen, devoted herself to music production, and reversed the world's impression of her with continuous output of excellent music and her practical actions, and the rumors were self-defeating. Now she wants to encourage Ye Zhao, who was also attacked, not to say some innocuous words, but to substitute her mood at the time, invite him to take this "hope train" together, and share the lighthouse that once brought her hope to him.

Thinking of her intentions, Ye Zhao felt like a stone in his chest, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and after thinking about it, in the end, all he could say was the word "thank you".

The streets were silent at night, and a taxi quickly took them to Kamakura Station, where the two men had no intention of spending the night. The night train was empty, and neither of them spoke on the way back, and after a long time of running, whether it was Ye Zhao or Sakai Spring, they all felt very tired.

After getting off the train at Shimbashi Station and putting Sakai Spring Water in a taxi, Ye Zhao took another taxi that arrived later and returned to the apartment of Sanxuan Tea House. As soon as he walked downstairs to the apartment, I don't know who pressed the shutter first, the strong flash made Ye Zhao subconsciously squint his eyes, and then, as if he got the signal to charge, the person holding the microphone and camera pounced like a jackal and surrounded Ye Zhao.

"Ye Zhaosang, what do you think of the report on you by Weekly New Wave?"

"Ye Zhaosang, do you have any response to everything your ex-girlfriend said?"

"Ye Zhaosang ......" More than a dozen microphones stretched out in front of him in unison, and the most arrogant one almost poked him in the face.

Ye Zhao, who was confused, still retained his senses, and did not answer the reporter's questions here, but silently separated the crowd and tried to enter the apartment. At this time, several men rushed in from outside the encirclement, protected Ye Zhao left and right, and brought him into the apartment safely. The manager of the apartment closed the door and kept the uninvited guests out.

Getting rid of the siege of reporters, Ye Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at these men, his assistant Akihiko Aragaki, Kyoshi Suzuki, the secretary of Daiyuki Nagado, and several others were also staff members of BEING.

"What's going on?" Ye Zhao looked at Akihiko Aragaki.

It was Kei Suzuki who answered, "Let's go upstairs first." He looked around alertly.

When I entered the room, so many people came in at once in the not spacious room, which seemed extremely crowded. Kei Suzuki ordered the other two who came with him to wait outside the door, and he and Akihiko Aragaki stayed.

"Ye Jun, now the room is full of your own people, please don't lie. Kyoshi Suzuki handed a magazine to Ye Zhao and looked at him with a serious face, "President Nagato told me that I must hear a true explanation. ”

Ye Zhao took the magazine, saw the huge title of "Ye Zhao's Crazy Life: Ex-Girlfriend's Secret Words and Truth" on the cover, turned to the page of the report, and saw the two photos at the beginning of the page, his expression suddenly changed. After reading the content of the article silently, Ye Zhao finally couldn't bear it anymore and scolded: "Nonsense!"

"So, this report is fake?"

"It can't be considered fake, at least, it's true that I've been in a relationship with Mika Ogawa. ”

"Then this photo ......" Kyoyoshi Suzuki's expression softened a little more ugly.

"The group photo is real, everything else is fake. Ye Zhao briefly explained the relationship with Mika Ogawa, reiterating that it was just an ordinary relationship, and there was no incident that could cause a scandal, "Except for that group photo, the whole report is all fake." ”

"I want to believe you. Suzuki sighed, "But the bad thing is that there is a real group photo." ”

Truly. As Masao Akashi said, in this circle, the most poisonous attack is this half-truth, because there is a real part, and people will subconsciously believe the fake part. And if the whole article is fabricated fake news, you can directly take the small report to court, but this kind of truth and falsehood are much more difficult to do. In addition to having the courage to admit that it is really true, there must also be evidence to prove that the fake is false......

Ye Zhao was excited, picked up the magazine, and looked at the two fake photos again.

The next day, along with the "Weekly New Wave", it was also put on the shelves with the photo of Ye Zhao squinting at the camera when he was sniped by a reporter late at night on the entertainment page of the newspaper.

After experiencing so many painless reports, the people who eat melons are actually a little tired of these small compositions in magazines, and at this time, the hammer of "Weekly New Trend" "has pictures and truths" just opened up people's curiosity and attention that has accumulated for so long, and instantly detonated public opinion, just on the day of release, the sales of "Weekly New Trend" skyrocketed by 400,000 copies, and there were different opinions for a while. But after all, this time there are all the human and material evidence, and most people still choose to believe the magazine, and even the TV stations and advertisers who were originally scheduled to invite Ye Zhaofa also chose to retreat.

There are now reporters in ambush around the headquarters of BEING's company and Ye Zhao's apartment, ready to arrest Ye Zhao, the person concerned, or BEING's senior management for interrogation. Rather than give up, the journalists pursued it more urgently.

The most strange thing for reporters is that after the incident, the person concerned, Ye Zhao, seemed to have evaporated from the world, whether it was in the company, his residence, or several recording studios under BEING, there was no trace of him anywhere. Could it be that he couldn't bear the report this time and chose to hide?

Of course not.