The all-night began at seven o'clock in the evening, and Nanaya came to Akaji's house with his parents.

The Akaji Mansion, which has been visited many times, is different from usual, and there is a large and eye-catching sign erected at the door with the name of the deceased: Shiori Akaji, the mourning master.

Qiye silently followed behind his father, watched him hand over the envelope he had carefully prepared in the morning to the person who was in charge of receiving the gift money at the door, and then lined up to enter the mourning hall set up in the house in turn.

There were not many people who came to participate in the all-night, almost all of them were relatives and friends of the Akaji family, and all of them were dressed in black dresses. Wearing the black dress and black stockings that her stepmother had newly prepared for her today, when she walked to the door of the mourning hall, she saw the head of the Akaji family, Seisori Akaji, and Seishiro Akaji kneeling next to a large golden box.

The chest was in a golden color, and the carvings on it were very delicate. Orange lights poured down and sprinkled on the white flowers that were spread all over the place. In the center of the box hangs a color photograph of the woman with a gentle smile on it is none other than Shiori Akaji.

The main colors of gold, orange and white in the entire mourning hall, coupled with this gentle smile, actually give people a warm feeling.

When it was the turn of the Nanaya family, she knelt down in front of the box with her parents, folded her hands, glanced down at the box, but was shocked by what was inside.

Shiori Akaji closed her eyes and slept quietly in this extremely beautiful large box of gold dust carvings. There was serenity in his eyebrows, and there seemed to be a smile on his lips. And the face is as delicate as before his death, and it seems that he has carefully applied makeup.

Holding back the ** who wanted to pounce over and take a closer look, Qiye quickly closed his eyes and mourned silently for this situation.

"Condolences and change." She heard her father whisper to Akaji Seitomi.

Then Akaji Seishiro and Akaji Seijuro bowed deeply to them, and Nanaya quietly glanced at Akaji Seijuro, only to see that there was no sadness on his face, but compared to his father's indifference on the side, the numbness and air conditioning were even worse.

Due to customs, even if you grieve at the funeral, don't shed tears lightly. Even Nanaya wanted to cry several times in this environment, and the discomfort in Akaji's heart must have been 100,000 times more than hers.

Nanaya felt that such an expressionless face was more sad than tears, because the latter was the heart instead of the eyes shedding tears.

After kneeling out of the house, her father told her that there would be an official funeral for Shiori Akaji tomorrow afternoon.

The gloomy canopy hung low, like a soaked rag, and the dirty gray made the mood oppressive.

Shiori Akaji's official funeral was held on a cloudy day that could rain at any time.

There are five or six hundred comfortable seats in the funeral parlor's venue, and the mourning hall is arranged on a splendid stage. Shiori Akaji's water-like colorful portrait is placed in the middle, illuminated by the soft orange warm light, which is even more warm.

The mage in the red robe chanted and prayed for the deceased, and at first he listened carefully for seven nights, but he really couldn't understand what they were saying, and the gloomy weather, accompanied by the sound of buzzing and hypnotic sound in his ears, made people even more drowsy.

After a few minutes, in addition to the sound of chanting, there were also the whispers of several women. Nanaya held her breath and listened to their conversation with her good ears.

Most of the stories are the secrets of the Akaji family.

For example, Akaji Seichen, that is, Akaji Seijuro's father, and Shiori Akaji turned out to be their first love. It is said that the two were high school classmates, and they have come all the way to the present, which is amazing.

It is also said that Shiori Akaji could have continued her studies in some fields at the beginning, and she may have become a representative figure today, but she chose to get married early, and then marry and raise children, which also made many people feel sorry for her talent.

Another person talked about the very different ways in which the two of them educate their offspring, Shiori Akaji focuses on caring for the heart, while Seitomi Akaji only cares about the outcome of things, and doesn't know what their children will become in the future, but it still seems to be very good.

When the chanting was over, Seijuro Akaji walked to the center of the stage and began to give a speech in memory of his mother.

Qiye's tiredness was swept away at once, and he hurriedly sat up straighter, staring at him intently.

There was still no expression on his face, a little bit of a face to face the many guests, and the numbness and emptiness of yesterday had diminished a lot. He said a lot about Shiori Akaji's education from childhood to adulthood, basketball, etiquette...... Each of them is strict with him, but it gently serves as his backing and grows with him. I also mentioned that my mother's cooking was delicious, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to taste that familiar taste in the future. All kinds of trivial things, from the details, you can see that Shiori Akaji took good care of him, as well as his strong longing for his mother.

Nanaya couldn't help but think of her going to Akaji's house as a guest, and Shiori Akaji smiled every time and said long and short things to her, as if she were herself, and gradually her image was getting closer to the role of her mother in her heart.

The funeral lasted more than an hour, but seven nights felt like a long time. She walked out of the hall with the towel box and a packet of salt that the Akaji family had prepared for each guest. The father said that he was invited to the funeral banquet next, and Qiye and his stepmother went home on their own. As soon as he walked out of the funeral home, Qiye slowly stopped moving forward.

"Mother, I have something to do, can I go back later?" Nanaya said softly.

"It's not safe for you to be here alone." And the stepmother frowned, clearly disagreeing.

"Sorry, please! I'll be sure to come back before dark! "Seven nights bow their heads and pray.

"So be it," the stepmother sighed, "I'll send a car to pick you up before dinner, and remember to keep the communication open at all times." ”

"Well, thank you." With that, she turned and walked in again.

Because of the delay at the door for a long time, the guests were almost gone at this time, and even the head of the Akaji family, Akaji Seichen, went to the funeral banquet. Seven nights don't know why, but I always want to see it again.

After dealing with things, Seishiro Akaji rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, his father had already gone to the funeral banquet, and he didn't have to go again, but at this time he didn't want to go back to that cold home at all.

After his mother left, he and a few servants were left in the empty home. The schedule of the past few days has been filled with busy affairs, and at this time, I am finally free, and my heart is suddenly empty.

This world is very strange, everyone knows that people die, but no one tells you how to deal with death. When friends and relatives leave, everyone will be grief-stricken, but no one will tell you how to deal with the pain of them leaving you one after another.

The person who accompanied him through spring, summer, autumn and winter, and gently taught him from childhood to adulthood, finally left him and never came back.

However, he still has thousands of lonely days to come, and he has to learn to get used to it.

The sky was drizzling at the right time.

Feeling a slight chill on his cheeks, Akaji stood motionless in the rain, watching the scenery around him gradually become enveloped in mist, but he had no intention of leaving.

In the past, he always did what he had to do, but this time, let him be willful.

The drops of water on my cheeks flowed down my cheeks, and I didn't know if it was rain or tears.

"Young master, don't catch a cold," the housekeeper Aoki stood beside him with a black umbrella at the right time, "It's been hard these days, let's go back and rest quickly." ”

"Hmm." Akaji answered, but didn't make any moves.

Butler Aoki sighed and didn't speak again, just silently holding an umbrella beside him.

If it is said that the most beloved young master in the world is his mother, and now that his mother is gone, the saddest thing must be the young master.

"Grandpa Aoki, I'll come." A soft female voice sounded in his ears, and Aoki turned his head to see Nanaya looking at him worriedly.

Because he often comes to the house as a guest, Aoki is naturally familiar with Seven Nights. Maybe there was more to talk to each other among her peers, Aoki thought silently, handing the black umbrella to her.

Akaji didn't say anything, and Qiye didn't say anything, just quietly held an umbrella for him and stood at the door of the synagogue with him.

She looked at his side face, sadness hidden in her pale countenance, and she was still calm when she read the sacrifice in front of everyone just now. Akaji has never been an outspoken person, but now Nanaya can feel his sadness at a glance.

She didn't know what she could do at this time, as if any words of comfort would not help, it was better to be accompanied quietly like this.

Nanaya suddenly remembered that Shiori Akaji once smiled and said to her: "Nanaya wants to be good friends with Xiao Zheng, he's always too lonely." ”

How did she answer at the time? Remember nodding his head seemingly without hesitation.

In retrospect, that thought is even more convincing.

She will become a good friend to him and then stay with him all the time, so that he is no longer lonely.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and it hits the umbrella, and the rain flows down the umbrella bones, dripping into a chain of water. Occasionally, raindrops blow under the umbrella with the wind, and the slightest bit is cold. The surrounding scene gradually blurred, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in sadness.

I don't know how long it took, but when Nanaya felt his feet tingle, Akaji finally spoke, "Let's go." ”

After saying that, he took the umbrella from Qiye's hand and took the steps to leave.

Nanaya hurriedly followed, and the two walked towards the outside of the funeral home, and in the parking lot, Nanaya saw the Akaji's car, as well as his own car, and the wipers were running all the time, and it seemed that they had been waiting for a long time because of the willfulness of their two children.

At the time of separation, Nanaya seemed to hear a sigh from the other party in the sound of the huge rain.

and the "thank you" that was quickly annihilated by the sound of the heavy rain.

Nanaya once saw a sentence in the book: "Death is not the opposite of life, but it is eternal as a part of life." ”

Although Shiori Akaji is no longer with them, she has left her mark everywhere in her life.

When she played the piano, she recalled that the other party walked to the piano with her favorite black tea. When she was running, she would think that the other person had stood not far away, cheering her on. When tasting tea and enjoying flowers, I always think of her gentle smile.

After receiving the request of the organizing committee of the celebration concert, Nanaya resolutely decided to go to Akaji's house.

Speaking of which, the last time she set foot in this place was to participate in the all-nighter, it was Aoki Butler who opened the door, and after the other party saw her, he was stunned for a few seconds, and then smiled and said to her that the young master practiced the piano at home.

Nanaya nodded, and then followed him into the main mansion.

It always feels like something is different. Qiye looked around and found that the flower arrangement placed on the coffee table was not as delicate as usual, and the tea set in the living room was nowhere to be seen. Compared with before, there is a little less vividness, and there is also a little less warmth of home.

She had sent a text message to Akaji to inform her of her visit, and she had gotten permission from the other party. The reason for this is that it is more efficient to prepare for a festival concert that will be performed on stage in the near future, and it is more efficient to practice at Akaji's house than at home.

I haven't seen Akaji in a while. They didn't end up next to each other anymore, but Nanaya wanted to see him and see how he was doing after Shiori Akaji left. That's why I found such a dispensable reason, but I didn't expect Akaji to agree.

After greeting Akaji, she walked into the piano room with the sheet music. Before she could start playing, she heard the melodious sound of a violin faintly coming from the bedroom not far away.

It feels better than before. Nanaya thought silently, and at the same time secretly made up his mind to work hard.

The Gala Concert is a concert featuring the winners of a music competition. Seven Nights had won a lot of piano competitions before, so I was invited to participate. Presumably, Akaji also received an invitation, but he probably received two copies - piano and violin. Seeing that he is now practicing the violin, Nanaya thinks that he should have chosen to go to the concert as a violinist.

According to Seto-sensei's Jianyì, Nanaya hesitated among several songs, but planned to prepare a few more and finally leave the decision to the teacher.

Gentle waltzes, bright etudes, and rousing marches. After playing all the selected tracks, she exhaled, and then planned to take a break with her saliva.

When she passed by Akaji's room and heard the sound of the piano coming from inside, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Although Nanaya doesn't know much about the violin, this is one of the few famous songs she knows.

I learned that the song "The Sorrow of Love" originated from the story that Seto Sensei told her.

The teacher said that she had once taught one of the best students and had an unrivaled talent, so she was strictly instructed by her mother and received a victory-oriented education in order to fulfill her mother's unfulfilled dream of becoming a world-class pianist.

"The Sorrow of Love" was his mother's favorite song during her lifetime. When he was 11 years old, his mother died of illness, and because of the fear in his heart, he could not hear the piano while playing.

Nanaya wonders how he overcame this difficulty and returned to the stage.

Seto-sensei smiled and said, "Because I met a girl." ”

The girl is a violinist, and the two agreed to play "The Sorrow of Love" together at the Fujiwa Music Festival, but on the day of the performance, the girl accidentally missed the appointment, leaving him alone on the huge stage, silently playing the piano version of "The Sorrow of Love". And in this song that his mother loved most before his death, he finally understood his mother's love for him, and thus walked out of his fear.

It was only later that I learned that the girl's failure was because she was riddled with illness, and until she passed away, the two failed to complete this sad song of love together.

Nanaya took this moving story to heart, and now when she heard Akaji's solo violin version of "The Sorrow of Love", she suddenly had a new idea.

When the piano was over, she knocked softly on Akaji's door.

"Please come in." Akaji's gentle male voice came from inside.

Nanaya opened the door and saw that he had just put the violin in the box, and looked up at her with some confusion.

"Zhengjun also received an invitation, right?" She looked at Akaji and nodded at her, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Would you like to play with me?" ”

"Do you mean the violin and piano ensemble?" Akaji said lightly.

Qiye nodded hurriedly: "Well, as for the track, what do you think of the song you played just now?" ”

Seeing that Akaji was deep in thought, Nanaya continued: "Well, there's no need to answer me now, think about it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to, after all, solo performances are still better than groups." ”

Just as Nanaya was about to turn around and leave, she heard Akaji's reply, "I promise you." ”

With a hint of delight, she narrowed her eyes and smiled brightly at him.

After mastering their respective parts, Seven Nights unexpectedly discovers that the ensemble is simpler than expected. The two, who were already familiar with each other's personalities, quickly found the beat of the ensemble.

The gala concert is coming as scheduled.

"Nervous?" While waiting for the appearance backstage, Akaji turned his head and asked Nanaya with a smile.

"A little bit," Nanaya breathed a sigh of relief, "it's the first ensemble after all." ”

"It's okay, just follow my rhythm." Akaji said lightly, and there seemed to be an indescribable magic in those words, which made people can't help but believe it after hearing it.

Nanaya nodded. After all, this piece is the home of the violin, and the piano is used as the accompaniment.

Looking at Akaji's faint but confident face, the timidity in her heart seemed to disappear in an instant. He is like a soft and impossible light to ignore, and everywhere he goes, there is victory and glory. Just follow him, and it seems that no matter how far you go, you can get there.

She believed so.

When it was their turn to show, the two walked to the stage one after the other. Nanaya was dressed in a small white dress, while Akaji was also wearing a black suit, one black and one white, coupled with his innate elegance and exquisite appearance, which attracted a burst of admiration from the audience before the performance began.

"He's really a handsome man and a beautiful woman." Sitting in the audience, Hiroko Seto chuckled, then unfolded the program list in his hand and looked at the golden inkjet font on it. [The rest of the content, please support the genuine]