Yesterday I was teased by the autumn tigers, but today it started to rain lightly, and the weather in Tokyo is more unpredictable than expected.

After getting off the train at Taipei Station, walking through the underpass, and walking out of the station, Shingo Harano held up his umbrella and melted into the sea of umbrellas on the street like raindrops falling into the water.

He just sent Xue Nai back to the apartment, saying that if it rains to pick up people, how can he solve it without a car?

Doesn't it seem good to hold an umbrella and then squeeze the tram together? Hell with that.

Isn't it embarrassing that the girlfriend who picks up the girlfriend who is going to pick up from school only holds an umbrella and doesn't even see a ghost in an electric car!

Even the old face of Shingo Harano couldn't help but feel red, and at the same time, he was ruthless in his heart, he had to buy a car no matter what.

What minors, what driver's licenses and the like, get out of here!

Silently exhaling in the cold rain, Shingo Harano patted his face, all of which he was thinking about just now...

Ahead is an intersection, and after that, it is not far from his home.

He was waiting for the traffic light when he saw a man in the open space around the corner across the road hurriedly packing his things.

Busking? The thought instantly crossed his mind.

The signal light turned from red to green, and Shingo Harano followed the crowd across the zebra crossing, and across the zebra crossing, Maki Kojo glanced at the man, who was cleaning up his shelf with a guitar and no umbrella, as if he didn't expect the rain to fall so quickly.

I didn't look too closely, there are too many people living in Tokyo who sing on the streets, and there are too many unsatisfactory people and things in this city.

It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and although it was not yet the sun had set, it was not far off, and the thick dark clouds blocked the only remaining sunlight, and the night suddenly seemed to be grand.

The streets are lit up with colorful neon lights, and the various billboards mirror each other.

He walked through the streets surrounded by gaudy neon signs, carefully avoiding the small puddles of water at his feet, and came to his door.

Looking at the rain-drenched, but unblemished field, he walked into the atrium.

The lights in the house are not on, it is pitch black, and it looks a little scary.

Shingo Harano pulled the key out of his pocket, and the water stains on his sleeve made him feel a hint of coldness.

If you were still at home, you would be wearing an apron, turning on the warm lighting, and waiting for you on the dining table.

With a sigh, he turned his wrist and clicked, and the door opened.

Push the door in, close the door, and the cold wind suddenly can't get in.

I took off my shoes at the entrance, put on slippers for furniture, turned on the light in the living room, and was about to walk in with my feet when I swept a strange thing.

He crouched down and pulled out a peeking corner from a small box under the door, and he was a little strange.

There will be a small box at the door of every house in the island country, and when you look at it from the outside, it is a very small crack, which is the place used by the island country's people to collect newspapers.

But he was a little confused, he hadn't ordered a newspaper or anything like that, and he hadn't received a newspaper for almost a year since he moved in.

Looking at the yellow parchment paper that showed a corner of the mezzanine, he hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up, took it out and saw that it was an envelope.

It's a horizontal envelope, he knows that.

There are two types of Japanese envelopes: vertical envelopes and horizontal envelopes, the vertical envelope is also called the Japanese style, and the horizontal envelope is also called the Western style, and the writing of the two envelopes is different.

The way to write a straight envelope is that the upper right side of the envelope is the recipient's postal code, and when writing the recipient's address, if one line cannot be written, it can be started on another line, but it should be one space lower than the previous line. The recipient's name should be written in the middle of the envelope and in a larger font than the address.

The sender's address is written in the middle of the back of the envelope, and the sender's name is written in the bottom left. The sender's postal code is written horizontally on a separate line above the sender's address, and the date of the letter is written on the top left.

The horizontal envelope is written in the middle of the envelope with the recipient's zip code, address, and name written on the bottom right, in a larger font. The sender's zip code, address and name are written on the top left of the envelope, in a font smaller than the recipient's, and the stamp is affixed to the top right of the envelope.

The modern island nation of Aoi has broken through the traditional Japanese vertical envelope and prefers to use the horizontal envelope, so in addition to the vertical type, there are also horizontal envelopes in the Japanese envelope.

On the front of the envelope, only the recipient's zip code, address and name are written. The name should be written in the middle of the envelope in a font larger than the address. On the back of the envelope, the sender's address and name should be written below two-thirds of the height on the back of the envelope, and the date of sending should be written on the top of the back.

Shingo Harano didn't stop, walking towards the living room with the envelope, and at the same time reading the information on it.

I sat down on the soft couch and exhaled.

Most of the contents of the envelope were unreadable to him, but the recipient and sender could read them.

Sender: Fukuhara family, Asakura City, Fukuoka Prefecture.

Attn: Tokyo, Taipei, Natsumecho Haranoya.

For a moment, his hand holding the letter was a little unsteady.

Looking at the brief content of the letter, his mind was a little empty for a moment.

Could it be that this letter was sent by Ai Fukuhara?

Shigo Harano's breathing began to become a little short, has it been so long and finally a message has come, I didn't expect to use the oldest method instead of sending a message on my mobile phone.

Wrong!

Shingo Harano suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the person who was still transmitting information in this way was not necessarily Ai Fukuhara, but more likely an old man!

In other words, it is very likely that Ai Fukuhara's grandfather and grandmother sent it, and the content in it may not be a surprise but a fright!

Thinking of this, Yuan Ye Shingo was a little hesitant, do you want to open the envelope and take a look, the answer is naturally open.

He tore open the creed with a blank face, if it was really written by Ai Fukuhara's grandfather and grandmother, if it was something bad, Shingo Harano didn't mind tearing up the letter directly and flying to Fukuoka.

The two of us have been very self-"isolated", in order to let Ai Fukuhara better accept the reality, if those two are so ignorant, he doesn't care if he is an old man or not, and who is the reason.

There is a good saying, in today's society, it is not that the old people have become bad, but that the bad people have become old.

Although he was mentally prepared, when he really pulled out the letter inside, Shingo Harano's heart rose to his throat again, if it was really a letter written by Love, what was it in it, and what was the attitude expressed.

In case of...

He didn't dare to think about it, this society is changing too fast, and it is not surprising that some surprising things are not surprising.

And he has betrayed the other party in a sense, if that's really the case, how should he face it...