Before I graduated, Yuichi Fujisawa asked me about my plans after graduation.

Although I have been working in Gaoding for a long time, I have not become a regular because of my part-time job. I knew that if I opened my mouth, he would give me whatever I wanted.

"I want to take a break before making a decision." I say.

Yuichi Fujisawa didn't object, just nodded, indicating that he respected my wishes.

As Fashion Week approached at the end of September, Miss Reiko Shimizu, Yui Fujisawa's assistant in charge of Sooki Chinnen, called me to check with me about the show and ask if it would be arranged as in previous years.

"No need." I said, "Not this year." ”

Shimizu Reiko paused, obviously stunned, but she didn't say more than half a word, said goodbye to me and hung up the phone.

Afterwards, Yuichi Fujisawa didn't ask me about it.

I lived in Kamogawa for a month, and it was my third October in Kyoto, which was the easiest month I've had since I was in Kyoto. Fast forward to mid-October, and one Sunday afternoon, the doorbell rang suddenly.

The house never received guests, and the servants never used the doorbell when they came over, and I didn't react until the doorbell rang the third time.

When I opened the door, my hands were a little shaky.

At the door stood a middle-aged woman dressed in a suite, and behind her, four young maids with small suitcases stood.

Their clothes are all embroidered with the pattern of the nine cherry blossoms, which are the family crest of the Zhinian family.

"Miss, I am the noble son of Egawa in the mother's room of the Zhinian family." The middle-aged woman held her head high, her face expressionless, her lips moved slightly, as if she could not use an extra facial muscle, she said Kyoto, "The mistress invited you to a banquet in Qinghe Mountain tonight, and sent me to freshen up for you." ”

Without waiting for me to react, she took off her clogs and stepped forward, facing my arm on the doorframe, and only raised her hand casually, I didn't expect her rudeness, and took two steps back, followed by several young maids following her.

The maid who walks at the end, closes the door lightly, and then blocks the door with her body. Although she kept her head down, her intention was obvious.

"Miss, aren't you going to cooperate with me?" Behind him, Takako Egawa said leisurely, "I thought that Miss had been fully prepared for the arrival of this day a long time ago, but didn't it turn out?" ”

I turned around: "What do you want me to do?" ”

Takako Egawa laughed, and that smile floated on the surface, looking like mockery. She said word by word:

"All you need is this face."

Hearing this, I couldn't help but clench the corners of my clothes hard. But for a moment, I took a deep breath, let go of my hand, and walked up to her.

"Let's get started."

For hours, I was at the mercy of a lifeless rag doll.

The dress skirt is the latest model of Zhinian Sook Hee's haute couture, a puffy skirt with a retro sense of age, with a white background, black gauze attached, and red vine embroidery growing from the bottom up, due to the overlapping and interlacing of several layers of skirts. Such a dress, from makeup to jewelry, is in line with the family's beauty and elegance, and even the nails are made of natural and translucent pale pink.

Finally, the young maid knelt on the floor and placed a pair of black mid-heels in front of me.

"Miss, please let you put on your shoes." As she spoke, she reached out and took my foot.

"Don't bother." I put my foot in my shoe.

Even the size of the shoes is accurate.

"The shoes fit, right?" Takako Egawa seemed to see through my thoughts and said, "I have a detailed file of you here. ”

I felt a hint of disgust in my heart: "You have this free time, why don't you study how to match it." ”

"That's what you have to do." Ignoring my provocation, she bent down and handed over a small handbag, "It's time for you to go." ”

I glanced at the phone on the table not far away, and it didn't escape her piercing eyes.

There was a hint of menace in her tone: "You don't need to use communication tools, do you?" She bowed her head and raised her handbag a little, "Let's go." ”

I didn't take my bag and walked out the door. Two black Bentleys were parked outside the door, with the Yae Sakura family crest inlaid on the door handle, and the servants waiting on the side saluted me in unison, and one of the servants opened the back seat door: "Miss, please." ”

Takako Egawa didn't sit in the same car as me, which made me a little relieved. As the car moved forward, the street scene on both sides kept receiving, and I looked out the window at Kyoto, where the atmosphere was still the same, and fell into deep thought.

The first time I came to Kyoto was when I was thirteen years old.

One day in April, when I returned to the welfare home from school, a burgundy sports car was parked at the front door, and I walked to the backyard with my schoolbag on my back, and sure enough, I saw Shan Muxi sitting boredly on the swing.

He was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, a simple match, but the T-shirt was printed with intricate geometric patterns, and the colors were extremely bright, but no matter how bright the clothes were, they couldn't compare to his bright colors.

I stopped a few steps away from him, and he squinted at me and said, "Let's go to Kyoto tomorrow." ”

It's not an inquiry, we know what it means to go to Kyoto.

"Yes...... I'm not ready. ”

"It's okay, Susu." The demonic-looking man smiled meaningfully, "All you need is this face." ”

- All you need is this face.

I closed my eyes.

No matter how much time has passed, these words still echo in my ears and imprison me.

It was evening when we arrived at Qinghe Mountain, and the mountain was brightly lit. I remembered the last time I came here on Christmas Eve.

"Although there is no Stars Bridge Cable, today is not the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. But I want to give you the whole Qinghe Mountain's fire trees and silver flowers. ”

That man, he said that to me.

I walked slowly into the ballroom in those mid-heeled shoes.

At the end of the day, in the past two years, I've never shown my sincerity to Yuichi Fujisawa, and he's too.

At the moment, every step I took forward was a countdown to my falling apart with him.

“…… I am very proud of her for graduating early from a tertiary institution. The voice of the mother of the Zhinian family on the main seat became clearer, "Everyone should have guessed that she is my daughter, Zhinian Yooji!" ”

Caught off guard, a beam of light hit me. I took a step back in shock, and straightened my back in the whispers around me.

In my panic, I forgot what expression to give.

It was a little far away, and I couldn't distinguish the face of the noble Lady of Thought. In the middle of the crowd, I heard familiar footsteps.

It's all too familiar.

The sound of a hand knocking down a cane to the ground, followed by a step on the left leg, and then the right leg that has been injured and has difficulty moving.

I followed the prestige, Yuichi Fujisawa in a silver-gray suit stood in this halo, the surrounding voices gradually faded, at this moment, he looked at me calmly, those eyes, there was no half of the tenderness of the past, only a little indifferent, a little careless.

This man, before going out in the morning, also said that there was an important banquet tonight, and asked me to help him put on a tie. As I helped him tie that tie, he went with him and dropped a kiss in my hair.

yes, as always.

But I know that this person should be what he is now.

I held back my tears and prayed an unrealistic wish at an inopportune time, but he must have not heard the longing of my heart at this moment.

In the suffocating silence, Yuichi Fujisawa slowly walked up to me, a gentle smile in his calm eyes, and the words that came out shattered all my illusions about him.

He said:

"Welcome back, Yoo Ji."

For two years, I never really got to know Yuichi Fujisawa.

His dark eyes concealed his indifference to the world, his smile was warm, but his heart was as hard and cold as a stone.