After the abolition of the Chinese system, many of the Chinese disappeared in the 20th century, but many of them are now active in politics and business.

Seven nights go to a tea party with my stepmother. The owner of the tea party, Xian Yuanjia, was formerly a Chinese, and is now active in politics. Almost all of the guests invited were from famous families in high society.

The guests scooped water for them and cleaned their hands, and in the tea room, they admired the hanging paintings, flower arrangements, and various treasures, including jars of Karatsu ware and calligraphy by Kyoto monks...... After everyone admired it, he was taken to the tea house and officially seated.

Nanaya sat on the soft tatami mat and stared at the tea man who came with water without squinting. I saw her kneel and sit and salute, and then began to make tea. Her technique is rigorous, burning incense, warming cups, and her face is full of calmness.

Then Qiye turned her gaze to the other guests, some of whom seemed to have a relationship, estimated to be familiar to other banquets before, and some of them were very unfamiliar to her. After scanning around, she finally saw a familiar figure.

Shiori Akaji and Seishiro Akaji sat in the host-guest seats, while Shiori Akaji spoke gently to the lady of the head of the Kanin family.

In fact, almost all of the people here are the wives and descendants of famous families, and the chatter between middle-aged women always revolves around dressing, tea ceremony flower arrangement, and of course, the most important thing is the husband and children.

"Mrs. Akaji still looks so young."

"Mrs. Hosokawa is also very well maintained."

"According to my daughter, Akaji-kun from the next class has always held the first place in the grade, and it is said that he won the first place in the East Japan Piano Competition some time ago."

"My husband is so good, and my son is so good, it's really enviable," a noblewoman's face changed slightly after saying with a yearning face, "It's like that bear child in my family, who only knows how to play every day." ”

"You're joking, I heard from a friend that your kid won the first place in the karate competition some time ago."

……

Qiye tasted the refreshing and elegant jade dew, leisurely ate exquisite refreshments, and quietly listened to everyone's conversation.

It's really a boring conversation. Flatter others on a certain level, and then inadvertently show yourself appropriately.

Will she also become a housewife with husbands and children in the future?

Although it seems to be a long time ago, Qiye faintly feels that he doesn't want to be this kind of person at the tea party. It's not bad, it's unwilling, but she can't say what she's willing to do in the future.

Maybe time will tell her the answer.

Qiye silently ate the purple taro-flavored dim sum, and then noticed that her stepmother patted her thigh gently, and when she looked up, she saw that the other party turned her head and gave her a look, and Qiye, who instantly understood the meaning, looked at the other party's gaze.

The lady of the owner of the Xianyuan family was smiling brightly at her at this time, but the words that came out made her choke instantly: "Speaking of which, my son often mentions you in my ear, saying that there is a girl named Qiye in the next class, who is beautiful and courteous, has excellent grades, and won the grand prize in the piano competition some time ago." ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone looked at her, with some joking in their eyes.

It's embarrassing. She had no idea who her son was. Nanaya gently swallowed the piece of Japanese fruit, adjusted the expression on his face, and thought quickly in his mind.

Speaking of which, there was a boy in the next class who confessed to her recently and his surname was Xianyuan, and then she refused. Although there are many people with the surname Xianyuan, but thinking of Mrs. Xianyuan's ambiguous smile at this time, Qiye feels that she might as well not know anything.

It seems to be more embarrassing. What should I say?

Facing everyone's ambiguous and curious eyes, Qiye was like a fish in his throat.

She hated the feeling so much, pulling two strangers together. To be honest, she has never been in contact with the son of the idle house, and she really doesn't know where the other party's liking comes from. Maybe it's just the superficiality of the eyes. After all, what does his liking have to do with her?

"Hehe, it's easier for our family to be shy for seven nights, and Mrs. Xianyuan smiled." The stepmother on the side spoke out at the right time.

"Young, you can understand."

"I can't help but think back to my student days......"

In the jokes and exclamations of the ladies, this topic finally ended for the time being.

Nanaya silently breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes secretly glanced at his stepmother who was sitting on the side.

In fact, she knows that her stepmother is usually caught between her and her father. On the one hand, I want to be good to her, because I want to integrate into this family, and I want to get a good impression of my father. On the other hand, the two are not related by blood after all, although Qiye seems to be respectful to her on the surface, she is still unsure of Qiye's attitude and thoughts towards her. I don't dare to be too strict, and at the same time, I am not very close.

But this time, thanks to her clearance. Seven Nights thought silently in his heart, and at the same time, he was extremely eager to leave this land of right and wrong.

In the afterglow, he saw Akaji say something to his mother and Mrs. Kanin, then got up from the tatami mat, went around in a big circle, and finally stood in front of her.

"I just got permission from my mother and master, do you want to go out with me?" His gentle voice was even more heavenly at this time.

Qiye's originally dim black eyes lit up instantly, nodded, and then handed him his hand and got up with his help.

Walking out of the Japanese room and feeling the fresh air and bright sunshine outside, Qiye breathed a sigh of relief and gently patted his thighs that were numb from kneeling for too long.

"Thank you, Zhengjun." She narrowed her eyes and thanked him.

Under piano training and basketball training, the relationship between the two is obviously close, and under Shiori's encouragement, they also change their names to each other, from the polite and alienated "Akaji-kun" to "Sei-kun". And Akaji also called her "Seven Nights".

"It's nothing," Akaji smiled, "let's go." ”

It is the child's prerogative to leave the table in the middle of the day. So the two children, who had escaped from the tea party, began to wander around the courtyard of the idle house.

In front of a tree of camellias, Seven Nights stopped.

The white flowers are even more brilliant against the backdrop of green leaves, like a pure and noble woman, which makes people inevitably fascinated.

Sensing that the other party had stopped, Akaji also turned his head to look at Nanaya, only to feel that her face was full of amazement and nostalgia at this time.

"Do you like camellias?" He walked over and asked softly.

"Well, I like it very much," Nanaya nodded, hesitated for a while before speaking, "Actually, this is my mother's favorite flower when she was alive." ”

"I've never seen her, but sometimes I miss her when I think about it. And tell sù that you must remember," she paused, "and if I don't remember, maybe no one in the world will remember her." ”

Maybe there is still a father who remembers, but the father who continued to play the strings soon after the death of his mother may not have such a deep love for his mother. And now he is living a stable life with his new wife, and it is estimated that there is little time to miss his deceased wife.

Akaji looked at Nanaya with a wistful smile, and didn't speak lightly.

The two continued to stroll through the courtyard, and when they passed by a rose, he stopped: "Don't reject roses because you like camellias, Seven Nights." ”

Nanaya was stunned, and turned his head to look at the roses that were blooming brightly, and the flowers were more dazzling than the camellias.

Akaji's words were a little unclear, but she understood what he meant before asking.

Today stepmother's perfume is rose-scented.

Akaji is really as sharp as ever, isn't he afraid to upset her by saying such a sensitive topic? Qiye turned his head and thought about it, as if he didn't have any bad feelings after understanding what he meant. Perhaps it is because of this understanding that I dare to give such advice.

"It's not an exclusion now," Nanaya pursed his lips and finally sighed softly, "but I might try to like it in the future." ”

The two of them continued along the path and saw a pavilion in front of them. After deliberating, they decided to go to the pavilion to have a look, but when they walked to the pavilion, they saw a box of shogi on the stone table inside, and it seemed that the chess player should have left not long ago.

Nanaya glanced at Akaji, and saw that there was a hint of excitement in his indifferent face, and couldn't help but smile and say, "Do you want to have a game?" Zhengjun. ”

"Oh?" Akaji raised his eyes, "You can also play shogi?" ”

"Yes, at the level, there probably won't be a "fool himself" situation. Qiye tilted his head, took out a tissue to wipe the stone bench, and then sat down.

The first game between the two began in this Japanese-style garden.

A few minutes later, Nanaya scored a chess horse and heard Akaji laugh softly, "Your chess skills are better than I expected." ”

"So I'm bad in your heart?" Qiye raised his eyebrows, unmoved by the other party's "flattery".

Akaji made a move, then looked up and looked at her with a smile: "No, it's better." ”

Qiye was slightly stunned, and at a glance crashed into his bright red eyes, as hot as flames, but full of tenderness.

The heartbeat missed an inopportune beat.

She exhaled, trying to block out the distractions in her mind and focused on the game. It's her turn to get off this hand, and how to go?

After thinking for a while, she put down the chess piece, and when she saw Akaji's next move, she couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

The move just now was a little flustered, obviously there was a better way, and it also created a good offensive opportunity for him, so I want to regret the move!

One game at a time, especially in front of Akaji, it is really difficult to get back into the game after making a wrong move.

When Akaji was about to take the king's hand, Nanaya said in a sneering voice: "I admit defeat." ”

Maybe it's finally meeting an opponent of equal strength, and Akaji seems very interested.

"This tactic is simply," Nanaya said silently on the sidelines, "for the sake of victory." ”

She strictly suspected that the other party's few words of praise just now were deliberate! The purpose was to disturb her mind, but she didn't expect that she had escaped one wave or not the second wave. What exactly should this be called a tactic, beauty trick? Or something else? In short, she is too weak to be recruited!

"It's not tactics, it's strategy." Even if he didn't mean it at the time, but seeing that Nanaya, who was usually always indifferent, was a little angry at this time, Akaji couldn't help but joke along with her thoughts.

You win.

Nanaya felt that he couldn't compare to the other party in terms of eloquence, and suddenly thought of a sentence that his classmates often put on his lips - "Why do the weak fight!?" ”

"It's just a joke," Akaji chuckled as he looked at Nanaya, who was speechless and staring at the sky, "I just told the truth." ”

However, the damage done to her heart is irreparable. Seven nights of silent slander.

"Let's have a chance to play again, it's getting late today." It took dozens of seconds for Qiye to calm down and change back to his usual indifferent and elegant self again.

Akaji nodded, and the two of them packed the horses into the box and walked out of the pavilion side by side.

"There is still a year to graduate, have you thought about where to go in the middle school in seven nights?" On the way back to the tea room, Akaji asked seemingly casually.

"I guess I'll choose between Emperor Light and Ice Emperor." Qiye tilted his head, "But you should choose to go to Diguang." ”

She knows something about these two schools, and she also knows that Diguang is a basketball giant.

Akaji nodded, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "If there are no other arrangements, how about going to Diguang with me, Seven Nights." ”

"Let me think about it." Qiye didn't give an answer immediately, and began to think about it in his heart.

She would have agreed, because she suddenly felt good walking side by side with the teenager next to her. (Please support genuine for the rest of the content)