"Let me think about where I start......" He closed his eyes slightly, thinking for a moment, "I don't know how much Yuyu told you?" Like I'm not her own brother, did she tell you about it? ”

I didn't say anything because I didn't know how to answer.

"Looks like she did." He smiled and said, "Well, my biological father is actually Jinian Sook-hee, and you already know it." My parents' marriage was a family marriage, and according to the terms of the contract between the Fujisawa family, I took my mother's surname and passed it on to my mother's sister, but I enjoyed the sole inheritance rights of the two families. You probably want to ask, why did my biological father agree to such unequal conditions? ”

"He had to say yes."

Dynasties have changed, the world has changed, and even the most established ancient nobles cannot escape the fate of decay. In which generation the marriage was agreed, it has long been impossible to verify when it comes to Zhinian Shuxi's generation. The decline of the clan and the warmth of the group were originally the norm and inevitable, however, the generation that foresaw the predicament and made an agreement, the contract was that the eldest son born to both parties to the marriage would follow the surname of the party who accepted the marriage contract and enjoy the inheritance rights of both families.

Such a provision is to prevent future generations from not wanting to forge ahead and taking the shortcut of marriage to solve the problem when they encounter difficulties.

I asked, "What forced your father to do this?" ”

"Because, at that time, the Zhinian family had indeed come to an end."

Zhinian Shuxi is indeed talented in design, but he is not good at running a consortium, and his family is in decline, so he has the idea of replacing it, and in order to keep his ancestry, Zhinian Shuxi has to make such a choice.

It just so happened that the Fujisawa family of this generation only gave birth to two delicate girls, and the family business always had to fall into the hands of others, and the marriage solved the worries of the head of the family.

Married is the eldest daughter Kei Fujisawa.

"Your birth mother, what kind of person is she?"

"I've lived in my nominal mother's house since I was born." Yuichi Fujisawa said, "My biological mother and my biological father are blood relatives, but in fact, they are more like strangers with a related relationship. ”

"It turned out that Yu's parents brought you up."

"It's not." Yuichi Fujisawa tucked the corner of the quilt, "When I was born, Yuyu's mother was still studying abroad, and it was the elderly maids in the family who brought me up, and they were good life assistants. When I was older, I was educated by a tutor. ”

I hugged him and was silent for a long time.

"All sorts of education, right? What I know is just the tip of the iceberg. The elder who asked you to perform piano music at your 10th birthday party, right? I looked up at him and met his dark eyes, "And your name, was it also taken by the birth mother?" ”

Yu Fujisawa nodded: "Yuichi, this is the only thing she expects from me." ”

He told this casually, and I couldn't find any emotion in his look, in his tone, and from beginning to end, it was as if he was telling someone else's story.

Still, my nose was sour.

Yuichi Fujisawa keenly felt the change in my mood, and his long arms wrapped around me and coaxed me softly: "Huh, silly girl, is this so?" ”

"I ......," I resisted, "I just ......" I leaned against him, "and I suddenly didn't want to hear it anymore." ”

"Then we won't talk about it." He patted me on the shoulder, "Give me a dressing bottle, Nurse." ”

Oops, I almost forgot to get down to business.

I got up, stood on the edge of the bed, and looked down at Yuichi Fujisawa's eyes. Those deep dark eyes, their gaze was heavy, and they stared at me for a moment.

My face burned slightly, and I leaned over to him.

"Mr. Fujisawa, there's something nice about it."

"Yes." His kiss fell thinly in my hair: "Now, now." You. His voice was low and melodious, "I am pleased." ”

How can there be such love words in the world that make people cry.

I buried my head in the crook of his arm, tears streaming down his pajamas, and I secretly adjusted my breathing to keep him from hearing the clues.

“…… Speaking of which, when I was a child, I received a radio. ”

I couldn't react for a moment: "Radio? ”

"yes, radio. I remember...... It is an owl style, and the owl's cheek is the speaker port. ”

I imagined it based on his description and intuitively felt that it was a strange radio.

"What do you use it for? Do you want to practice speaking by listening to English radio? ”

Yuichi Fujisawa was amused by me.

"A short-frequency radio can't pick up signals that far. I use it to listen to Tokyo TV. "I used to be able to speak Kyoto from everyone around me, but the announcers on the radio didn't speak Kyoto, so I opened it when I had time and listened to them, so I learned Tokyo." ”

"You never say Kyoto to me."

"I speak Kyoto dialect on necessary social occasions."

"What about returning to Qingheshan's home?"

"Then you have to speak Kyoto."

"So today, did she punish you for standing in the rain all morning because you don't speak Kyoto?"

After a moment of silence, Yuichi Fujisawa stretched out his hand with a drip hanging on it and pinched my nose: "This lady, let me see, what do you have in your head?" ”

I cried out in pain, but I didn't dare touch his hand, so I begged for mercy.

"Stop, old man, I don't have you in my head."

Yuichi Fujisawa rubbed my nose before letting go, and with tears in the corners of my eyes, I threw myself forward on top of him.

"Now."

"Huh?" His voice came through his chest, and it tickled me when it vibrate.

"I used to ...... I've always had a little low self-esteem, after all, you're so good. ”

"And now?"

"Not at all." I tilted my ear and put it to his heart, "I haven't met my parents, your parents don't exist, and we're all about the same when rounded." ”

"I won't leave you alone anymore, and you won't have to listen to all that messy radio, Mr. Fujisawa, and I'll always be with you."

"Unless," I whispered, "unless you drive me away." ”

This night, I hid something from Yuichi Fujisawa, and did Yuichi Fujisawa talk about everything about me? I put my heart in front of him, does he care? Was he moved?

I don't know it until now, and I probably won't know it anymore.

At the end of the long silence, Yuichi Fujisawa gently hugged me, he stroked my hair and said, "Okay".

It's been a long time since this night, and I've often reminisced about it, recalling many moments of the night in search of an answer that I care about.

Looking back in my memories countless times, I found that this was the closest I ever got to Yuichi Fujisawa's heart, and I never had it since.