San Diego, USA.

An ordinary house, the room is silent, the table is full of dust, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time, but there is a hole in the ground, a neat room, a single bed, on which lies a young man with a delicate face, wearing a pair of black headphones in his ears, an old-fashioned Walkman connected to the side, his right arm on his forehead, his eyes quietly looking at the ceiling, as if hiding a lot of thoughts.

"Sure enough, it's here!" The door of the house was pushed open, and a beautiful young man with short silver-gray hair, burgundy eyes, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and one hand in his pocket, with an elegant temperament, just like a nobleman in medieval Europe.

"Nagisa-kun!" When the boy saw someone coming, he hurriedly took off his headphones and sat up from the bed.

"It's all said to call me smoke!" The beautiful boy smiled.

"I'm sorry!" The boy hurriedly apologized.

"I haven't come to see you these days, it's boring to be alone!" The beautiful boy sat next to the boy and looked at him dotingly.

"Nope! It's good here. The boy's face was flushed, a little shy.

"If you like it." The beautiful boy looked at the boy gently.

"Smoke, when can I go back to Japan?" The young man pressed his hands on his knees, lowered his head and whispered.

"Would you love to go back?" The beautiful boy tilted his head and looked at the boy with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Hmm!" The young man's fists suddenly clenched, his body trembled slightly, and he snorted softly.

"Soon." The beautiful boy raised his head and said calmly.

"Is he okay?" The boy asked in a low voice.

"Good, you don't have to worry." The beautiful boy laughed.

"What if...... If the man dies, will the father get better? The boy asked suddenly.

"Huh?" The beautiful boy narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy.

"I took my father to the hospital, and the doctor said that he was born a fool, and I told the doctor something, and the doctor said that he had a severe nerve injury and would never recover, and just when I was desperate, your arrival gave me hope, because you told me that my father's memory was tampered with." The boy gritted his teeth, as if he had thought of something sad.

"You want to avenge your father?" The beautiful boy asked flatly.

"I don't know, now I just want him to regain his memory, even if he still abandons me, but at least he remembers me." Although the boy's tone was calm, his words were poignant.

"That's right......" the beautiful boy sighed.

"Smoke, is there really no way to heal my father?" The boy raised his head and looked at the beautiful boy with a hopeful gaze.

"I don't know how Madara Uchiha did it, but it's beyond the scope of medicine, and I can't restore him with my strength." The beautiful boy said calmly.

"Yes!" Hearing the words Madara Uchiha, the young man's newly relaxed body tensed again, and a trace of hatred appeared in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll bring you a good thing this time, and you won't be lonely alone in the future." The beautiful boy didn't seem to want to see the boy's sad face, so she took his slender hand and dragged him out of the bedroom and into the middle of the basement.

A piano stands quietly on the ground, glowing with a mysterious luster under the bright light, and the black and white keys are spotless.

"It's ...... Piano? The boy looked at the beautiful boy in surprise, he couldn't even sing well, how could he be such a high-end instrument.

"Hmm!" The beautiful boy nodded, sat down on the low stool, put his white and delicate hands on the piano, and played the keys with his ten fingers rapidly, and the elegant sound of the piano filled the basement.

"That's amazing!" The boy was stunned.

"You can try it too, it's easy." The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the beautiful boy turned his head and said to the boy with a smile.

"Huh? Forget it! The young man waved his hand again and again, the beautiful young man got up and pulled the young man, pressed him on the low stool without saying anything, and carried his neck with both hands, the young man's body stiffened, and his delicate face showed a trace of redness.

"Relax! Just tap the keys gently. The beautiful boy held the boy's somewhat cold hand, put it to his ear, and whispered.

Ding Ding Dong!

The boy swallowed his saliva, carefully stretched out a finger, gently pressed the piano keys, and the pleasant sound sounded, I don't know if the timbre of the piano is good, or the boy is very talented, he played the piano for the first time, although it was a random press, the sound of the piano was not harsh.

"Good!" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, the beautiful boy sat down on a low stool with the boy, playing the keys with both hands, and playing the fourth movement of the famous Ninth Symphony.

The young man's hand hung in the air, and he didn't dare to play it indiscriminately, for fear of breaking the beautiful music.

"Let's play!" Mei Shao said in a young voice.

"But I won't!" The boy smiled bitterly.

"It doesn't matter, the music doesn't necessarily follow the score, as long as you can play the music that makes you happy, it's enough." The beautiful boy laughed.

"Hmm!" The boy nodded heavily, and his fingers began to press the keys.

"It's wonderful, it's so good to play two people." The beautiful boy had a happy look on his face.

"Well, I want to play better music, what should I do?" The young man lowered his hand and asked sincerely.

"I can only practice until I am satisfied." The beautiful boy smiled.

"Oh!" The boy was a little disappointed, he thought that the beautiful boy would teach himself.

The two began to play again, and the beautiful notes filled the silent basement, adding a touch of life, and both were immersed in a brief moment of happiness.

The boy closed his eyes, his fingers darting on the keys, and fell into a memory.

Since Shinji Ikari and Gento Wataru, who had gone crazy, were thrown into the street by Bai Jue, Shinji Ikari knew that the one who was locked up next door was actually his father whom he hadn't seen for ten years, and Shinji Ikari, who met his father again, didn't wait to be happy when he found out that his father didn't know him anymore, and kept talking about elephants in his mouth.

Shinji Ikari was shocked, tried his best, and couldn't change his father, in desperation, took his father to the hospital, but got a thunderbolt news, his father became an idiot, Shinji Ikari ran to several hospitals, but they all got the same result, at this time Shinji Ikari has understood that his father's madness definitely has something to do with that man.

Angry, he went to find Madara Uchiha, but thinking of the man's horror, he didn't dare to go back, if that man wanted to kill him and his father, he would kill himself at all, Shinji Ikari, who didn't have much money, after a few days of food and shelter, was already penniless, with his crazy father, living on the streets, and some well-wishers saw that they were too pitiful and gave him some money.

Shinji Ikari, who has lived in the teacher's house since he was a child, has tasted the warmth and coldness of the world in the past few days, and has matured a lot, he took the money back to his hometown, and wanted to ask the teacher for help, just got off the train, and met a woman at the station, who called herself Ritsuko Akagi, who was said to be his father's subordinate.

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Thanks to the tips of 'wandering people everywhere' and 'haven't gotten up yet'!

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