When "Five Centimeters per Second" premiered in Tokyo, Cheng Xiaoyu returned to the city again after ten months, Yoshito Kitagawa came to pick him up at the airport, and the two hugged at the airport, as if they hadn't seen each other for many years, Kitagawa patted Cheng Xiaoyu twice on the back, and whispered in his ear: "Xiaoyujun, I am really happy to see that your sister has not broken her leg and has become handsome!" This is the first time the two met after escaping the underground parking lot. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Cheng Xiaoyu was also full of emotion, he saw that outside the huge floor-to-ceiling bay window of Narita Airport, the sky was bluer, the clouds were whiter, and the sunlight seemed to be more dazzling, squinting his eyes and saying: "Righteous Manjun, I didn't expect you to be so ........ to be like this."

Kitagawa Yoshito smiled "haha", still the same squirrel, he was wearing a fancy black and white striped dress, a peach-colored silk scarf bow tie, crocodile leather shoes shining against the bright floor, he invited Cheng Xiaoyu to walk out with his arms, followed by two bodyguards in black suits, attracting attention at the densely populated Narita Airport.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't bring too many things, there were only four people with him, and his box was in the hands of his male assistant, but now he has an extra secretary.

Kitagawa Yoshito glanced at Duanmu Linsha, who was wearing a OL suit and black silk high heels behind him, and said in a loud voice: "You are really a beautiful woman, where did you kidnap the beauty?" When he greeted him just now, he judged that Cheng Xiaoyu's entourage did not know Japanese, and the translator was arranged by him for Cheng Xiaoyu, so he naturally did not shy away from talking to Cheng Xiaoyu in Japanese.

Cheng Xiaoyu was also a little head-headed when he thought of this, and said a little speechlessly: "Don't talk nonsense, that's my classmate and friend who is still working part-time as my secretary." Cheng Xiaoyu didn't understand what Su Yuxi did when he arranged Duanmu Linsha to be his secretary, he thought that according to Su Yuxi's character, he would arrange a male secretary for him, but surprisingly, she actually arranged Duanmu Linsha.

Kitagawa Yoshito smiled wickedly and said, "Part-time secretary? ”

Cheng Xiaoyu bumped Kitagawa Yoshito with his shoulder and said, "You think I'm you!

Kitagawa Yoshito said with a fuss on his face: "My God, Xiaoyu-kun, you won't go through so many things and still be a virgin, right?

Kitagawa Yoshito spoke a little loudly, and many Japanese people around him turned their heads to look at him, making Cheng Xiaoyu red-faced, but fortunately, he just walked out of the arrival floor of the airport at this time, alleviating some of his embarrassment.

Tokyo in June is already a little hot, the afternoon sun shines on the sky and the wind is light, Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at the Narita City presented in front of him, it seems that he has woken up from the trauma, glowing with vigorous vitality, he sighed softly: "It's good to be alive." ”

Yoshito Kitagawa personally opened the door of Leslayce for Cheng Xiaoyu and said: "It's not enough to live, we still have to enjoy life! Tonight I must take you to a place so that you can reach the real paradise on earth." ”

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Duanmu Linsha next to him, and just smiled and shook his head.

Kitagawa and Cheng Xiaoyu sat in a car, followed by two Mercedes-Benzes, the car drove forward, Kitagawa closed the window between the cab and the back, forming a private space in the rear compartment.

Cheng Xiaoyu pressed the curtain of the car window and looked out the window, there are still many traces of the disaster along the way, even after suffering such a severe earthquake and tsunami, there are still houses of different eras, tall and short, and those buildings are growing like a new crop growing on the fertile soil after the flooding.

The restoration and reconstruction of the city is also the continuation and growth of life and culture, some people compare architecture to solidified music, then the city should be a solidified movement, and at this moment this destroyed music is being recomposed.

Kitagawa Yoshito looked at Cheng Xiaoyu looking out the window with silent eyes, and said with a smile: "Actually, I don't want to see you! I went to Shanghai once last time, and I didn't call you." Maybe you don't want to touch that memory, but that's how it happened, when you want to remember, you find that you've almost forgotten it. When you want to forget, it keeps haunting you and makes you feel uneasy. ”

For Kitagawa Yoshito, the past is too heavy, and not all the past is worth remembering. He was often awakened in the middle of the night, and many fragments of memories glowed sharply in the night, cutting what little he had left, and the more he tried to forget, the clearer those memories became, not to mention forgetting, and even escaping.

But for Cheng Xiaoyu, the meaning of this memory is completely different, it makes Cheng Xiaoyu understand that life is subtraction, see one side, one side less, and even deduct your life into a negative number without warning, people may not have the opportunity to live to old age, the only thing we can grasp is at this moment, for him that disaster is the tempering of life, but also sweet memories.

The memories of the two are completely different, and the reason for this is naturally because of something called "love".

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Hey, why is it so heavy all of a sudden, this is not your style! By the way, didn't you say that someone wrote our experience in the underground into a novel? Did Miss Morimoto write it, or did Miss Aso write it?"

The things mentioned by Cheng Xiaoyu also made Kitagawa quite depressed, he said: "Jun Aso wrote it, she said that if she didn't write it, she wouldn't be able to live........ But don't worry, she won't reveal her identity and ours, speaking of which, I really envy your sister, she has encountered such a good thing as amnesia. How I wish I had amnesia too.........."

Cheng Xiaoyu was still a little uneasy, frowned and said, "Can you give her a sum of money and tell her to stop writing?"

Yoshito Kitagawa sighed helplessly and said, "If she asks for money, it's easy to say........ Maybe you go and persuade her in person, it will have an effect, after all, she should be more afraid of you. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little speechless, he didn't expect Kitagawa to dare to make such a joke, and said helplessly: "This is really a troublesome thing, and it won't be good for anyone to write it!" The reason why he was nervous was because he really didn't want to make any mistakes and let Su Yuxi recall those black pasts.

Kitagawa didn't know Cheng Xiaoyu's thoughts, and said: "I can also understand that kind of mood, for her, writing memories into stories may really be able to become stories, and confusing memories, maybe it's easier to live like this." We also have to be considerate, but don't worry, she promised not to reveal her identity, and I'm sure she will do what she says. ”

Cheng Xiaoyu could only say: "I hope!"

Then Kitagawa smiled and said, "By the way, I'm getting married!

This news made Cheng Xiaoyu a little surprised, he exclaimed "Ah!" and then sent a blessing in his heart: "Congratulations........! Miss Morimoto?"

Kitagawa Yoshito scoffed at Cheng Xiaoyu's speculation and said, "How could it be a woman, I gave her a large sum of money and told her to go to the United States to live, I went to the United States some time ago to arrange this matter, I married Tomomi, after the earthquake, I tried my best to get her out of the 'geisha club', because her parents died in the earthquake, otherwise I really can't do it." Now I'm the only one left to take care of her, she's in high school, she's about to turn sixteen, and I'll marry her on her birthday. ”

Of course, Cheng Xiaoyu knew that it couldn't be Miss Morimoto, but the only person he knew was Miss Morimoto, he smiled and said with some envy: "That's really congratulations........ Isn't there anyone who opposes it?"

Kitagawa Yoshito sighed helplessly and said, "Of course there is, so I haven't gone around yet, anyway, I'm also a celebrity, and I'll tell you one person so far." Maybe you're the only one who will attend....... I'm in my thirties and almost forty, and I'm married to a sixteen-year-old girl, and I think it's a bit outrageous! It's just that I don't want to wait until she's older........ I don't think I can afford to wait......... When I was a child, I used to get bored and look forward to growing up. Now when I am about to grow old, I yearn to return to my childhood, and sometimes I am anxious and do not know how to live in the future, so I forget about the life in front of me. Living neither for the present nor for the future, forgetting that I am just a mortal, so I will die, I have now figured it out, life does not need to be thrilling, nor does it need to be colorful, plain and stable is eternal happiness........ "For Kitagawa, it is rare to have a candidate who can pour out his heart, this person must be trustworthy, and his status is not lower than him, and he must not have so much communication with his life, so Cheng Xiaoyu became the most suitable person.

Cheng Xiaoyu listened to Kitagawa Yoshito's touching confession, and his heart was mixed, for him, Kitagawa Yoshito was worthy of his envy, "Don't say such vicissitudes, be content! At least you can choose ........"

Yoshito Kitagawa smiled and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I hurt you........ I'm really glad to think of you..........."

The car drove into Tokyo during the conversation, and at this moment Tokyo is far from recovering its delicate makeup, only the Tokyo tree has been re-righted, and the Tokyo at this moment is less prohibitively extravagant, and more of a pitiful desertion after being destroyed.

The crowds in Tokyo are still surging, but the prosperity it can show people for the time being is far less than the original peak, and the heaviness behind this small piece of prosperity is something that Cheng Xiaoyu can't feel.

The faces of the pedestrians on the street were still indifferent, their steps were still hurried, and after the traffic light, there was still a steady stream, and he looked at the sky tree that was still standing, and wondered if he would choose to come to Tokyo at the time of the earthquake, even if he could predict the future.

It seems that he still will.

He felt that of all the deals he had made with fate, this one was the deadliest, but it was the most cost-effective.

. (The recent update is quite diligent, so Qingshan is also cheeky to ask for various tickets) (To be continued.) )