Kimura first met Lu Kiyono in a small Japanese restaurant, and that day he had just left work at the newspaper office and had chosen a corner spot, and within two minutes a young waiter came up to him with a menu and greeted him in Japanese, which she was not very proficient in.

I don't know why, as soon as the waiter's voice came out, he knew that she must have just come to Japan, and Kimura raised his eyes to look at her.

It was an unforgettable face, with thin eyebrows, a goose egg face, a small nose, cherry lips, a pair of almond eyes under the thin eyebrows, and pure black pupils.

In fact, most Asian women look very similar, as long as they don't speak, it is generally difficult to tell which country they are from, but this face makes Kimura even more convinced that she is foreign.

As for which country it was, Kimura didn't guess, just stared at the young girl in front of him intently.

The girl was not afraid under his gaze, but reminded him again in Japanese.

After reminding her, she didn't stay, put down Kimura's unanswered menu, turned around and left, went to the kitchen, and disappeared.

Kimura sat there stunned for a few seconds, and soon the proprietress of the small restaurant came out of the kitchen, and when she saw Kimura coming, she took the initiative to come over and greet him.

Kimura often comes to this restaurant to eat, and he is here for more than 20 days a month, so he is quite familiar with the proprietress here.

Every time the proprietress saw him coming, she would chat with him, and this time it was the same.

The two talked a few words about the weather these days, and soon Kimura asked the proprietress if their restaurant had hired a new waiter.

When the proprietress saw him ask, she said to him, "I've only been here for three days, and I'm a Chinese, and I'm very clumsy in doing things, not like I do rough work." ”

The proprietress was a little disgusted in her words, obviously not very satisfied with the new waiter.

Kimura heard the proprietress say this, but he just laughed and didn't say anything.

The proprietress sighed again and said, "If I hadn't seen her alone, I would have taken pity on her, I wouldn't have kept this kind of girl who is not good at work." ”

When the proprietress said this, she saw that Kimura asked the waiter in her shop rarely, so she smiled and asked, "What?" Why did you suddenly ask me about the waitress in my shop? ”

Kimura was just about to explain something, but the proprietress jokingly asked again, "Aren't you in love with someone else?" ”

At that moment, the young girl came out of the kitchen again, holding a jug of sake in her hand, and they naturally knew that she could understand Japanese, so the proprietress didn't continue to joke, reached out and patted Kimura on the shoulder twice, and then stepped back from his table with a smile

Kimura's only proprietress misunderstood, but he didn't have time to let him explain, so he could only smile helplessly in his heart.

The young girl came to his table with a jug of sake, and she left her things as before, without even saying a word to him.

However, Kimura took the initiative to call her again and handed her a business card.

The girl stopped, looking at him in confusion.

Kimura took the initiative to ask again: "Are you Chinese?" ”

The young girl did not answer immediately, but hesitated for a few seconds, but soon she replied, "Yes." ”

Kimura didn't know why he wanted to help her, maybe he subconsciously felt that a girl was a little pitiful to be alone in a foreign country, especially if she was working in such a small restaurant with little salary.

It just so happened that his friend in the consulate had dragged him to find a translator who could speak Chinese and Japanese, and this girl's Japanese was not bad, but she was a suitable candidate.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to say, if you need to change to a slightly higher paying job, just go to the person on your business card," he said. ”

The girl didn't take it at the first time, but looked at him vigilantly for a long time, probably because the proprietress came out of the kitchen again, she didn't want the proprietress to think that she was unreasonable to the guests, so she directly took the business card in his hand, stuffed it into her pocket, and then left.

Kimura actually knew that she wouldn't go to the consulate to find his friend, so in the next half month, he didn't ask his friend or go to the restaurant again.

It wasn't until a month passed that he unexpectedly received a call from the friend, in which he thanked him and found him a good translator to get him done his job perfectly.

Kimura couldn't turn the corner for a while, and it took a long time before he asked, "Did she really look for you?" ”

His friend didn't know why he asked, so he asked, "Who?" ”

Kimura realized something, and immediately smiled and said, "I'm talking about the person I introduced to you." ”

His friend smiled happily on the other end of the phone and said, "It's surprising that she can not only speak Japanese, but also English, and I know that Kimura will not be bad for the person you found for me." ”

This surprised Kimura, who didn't know much about the waitress, thinking that she could only speak Japanese, but he didn't expect that she could be multilingual.

From this point of view, it should be well-educated, how can you be alone here.

Although Kimura was puzzled, he didn't think much about it, and he didn't tell his friend that he was looking for this girl in a restaurant, but asked his friend to help him take care of her more.

His friends also mistakenly thought that this person had a lot to do with him, so he naturally agreed.

The fate between him and her started with the business card he handed out casually, and Kimura didn't expect that a month later, his work was moved from the magazine to the consulate, and the two officially got in touch.

Because Kimura is a journalist, his work is related to recording, and he needs to record the whole process of the meeting with those officials receiving officials from other countries, using words and photos, while Lu Qingye is a translator, and he has to translate back and forth between the officials of the two countries, and the work of the two is naturally connected together.

Kimura originally only felt pity for her, but later in getting along day and night, I don't know how this pity became like.

Kimura thought that maybe from the first time he saw her, he fell in love.

So in the rest of the world, he was willing, even if he knew that her heart was not with him for a moment, he never regretted it.

Kimura still remembers the first time he met the man, it was in a very dimly lit study, there were one or two servants standing in the study, and there was a man standing at the floor-to-ceiling window, the man was standing with his back to him, Kimura could not see his face, and it could be inferred from the back that the man should be older than him.

When he was invited, the people here had invited him in the name of Kiyono's family, and he didn't know anything about everything in her family, and for this man who was slightly older than him, he thought it was Kiyono's uncle, or the rest of the elders or something.

He didn't know how to greet him, and he didn't dare to call himself Qingye's husband, so he still called him as an outsider: "Mr. Mu." ”

When the man heard his words, he finally turned to look back at Kimura after standing there for a long time.

I don't know why, Kimura subconsciously took a step back, the man's attitude was not anything bad, on the contrary, the man's attitude was quite friendly, but Kimura didn't expect that this face was not similar to Kiyono, so he was a little surprised. Although he didn't know the situation in Jinling, he had also heard the name Mu Jingchi.

This man, who holds most of the power in Jinling, looks better and younger than he imagined, with a bookish anger between his eyebrows, and his temperament is quite elegant, not like a businessman or a careerist, but like a scholar.

He looked at Kimura with a scrutiny of eyes, but the smile on his face was quite gentle, and his first words were: "Finally met." ”

The tone seemed to have been looking forward to it for a long time, Kimura was still very nervous, seeing him so friendly, his heart instantly let go of half of it, but he still didn't dare to slack off, so he replied respectfully: "Mr. Mu, I have been married to Kiyono for so long, and I have never brought her back to visit you, it is Kimura's No, I hope you will forgive me." ”

He already knew about their marriage, so there was no surprise or surprise on his face, and he still said in a gentle tone: "Let's not talk about these things first, how about we sit down and talk?" ”

When Kimura saw him ask like this, he naturally hurriedly replied, "Okay." ”

Without saying much to him, he walked towards the desk not far away, and after he sat down at the desk, he himself lifted the teapot on the table and poured tea

Said, "I heard about you from Kiyono's mouth. ”

Kimura stood there with his head bowed.

When he saw that he was still standing there and did not move, he said, "Sit down and say, we are all a family, and there is no need to be so restrained." ”

Kimura didn't dare to move until this time, he nodded, and after the maid dragged the chair out, he walked over and sat down in front of him.

The man handed him the first cup of tea he had poured, and Kimura immediately took it, and it was then that he realized that he had been talking to him in Japanese the whole time.

He looked at the man with a little surprise, and thought to himself, there was nothing to be surprised about, Kiyono also knew Japanese.

Seeing the slight surprise on his face, the man smiled and asked, "I'm surprised that I can speak Japanese, aren't you?" ”

Kimura held the slightly hot teacup and said, "No, no, it is said that Mr. Mu's knowledge is unmatched in Jinling, and there is no surprise that you know Japanese." ”

He smiled and said, "That's all a false name, as for knowing Japanese, it's just because I spent time in Japan in the early days, so I know some, but I'm not proficient anymore." ”

Kimura was even more surprised, and he said, "Have you been? ”

"It was a long time ago," he said. After a while, he smiled again and changed the subject: "I heard that you are a reporter?" ”

Kimura knew that he was finally getting to the point, so he hurriedly replied, "Yes, I'm a journalist. ”

He smiled and asked, "How did you meet Kiyono?" ”

In this regard, Kimura did not dare to hide it, so he naturally replied as quickly as possible: "We met at a small restaurant, when she first came to Japan and worked as a waitress in the restaurant I frequented, I saw that she was Chinese and understood Japanese, so I introduced her to work in the consulate. ”

When Kimura said this, the smile on his face was still a little shy.

When the man heard his words, he wrote thoughtfully, but after Kimura relaxed, he couldn't help but ask: "May I ask Mr. Mu, what is your relationship with Kiyono?" ”

Kimura was puzzled by this, as Kiyono had never mentioned the situation at home to him.

The man asked him this question, and he said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What do you think my relationship with her is?" ”

Kimura was afraid of guessing wrong, so he said directly that he really didn't know.

The man said, "Her sister was my first wife, but she died early when she was six years old, and she has lived here ever since." ”

When Kimura heard him say this, he realized that he said, "So you are ......."

He didn't finish his words, because after Qingye's sister died, then strictly speaking, Qingye had nothing to do with him.

Mu Jingchi saw that he was so restrained, so he didn't talk to him about this matter again, but said something and asked him to drink tea.

Kimura naturally didn't dare to ask more, so he could only take a sip of the tea that was no longer too hot in his palm.

But after a bite, the man asked, "Are you living with her?" ”

This sudden sentence startled Kimura, he didn't expect him to ask him this question so bluntly.

Kimura immediately raised his eyes to see that the hand he had placed on the table was turning the delicate teacup between his fingers, and his eyes were also looking at him, and the eyes of the two collided like this.

Kimura didn't know how to answer, but soon, he said cautiously, "I, I've been married to Kiyono for almost a year, so ......"

He naturally knew what he had not finished saying in the second half of the sentence, and asked again: "When was the first time you lived together?" ”

He didn't expect that he would ask these things so carefully, Kimura didn't dare not answer, so he hesitated for a few seconds before he said cautiously: "October 1st half a year ago." ”

After Kimura finished saying this date, his heart beat suddenly, because he lied, and the truth of this lie was only known to him, but he knew very well in his heart that if he didn't say so, his family might not be able to accept him.

He was afraid that the man would continue to ask, because he was afraid that he would not know how to answer after that.

Unexpectedly, when the man heard his answer so accurately, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't continue to ask.

After about twenty minutes, after talking about something else, he sent him away.

This was the first time Kimura had met this man, and at that time, he was still happy to think that he accepted him, her family accepted him, and finally accepted him.

Only then did he realize that that day, that meeting, the first time they met, that man had already killed him in his heart.

His emotions on the surface are not leaky, but in fact, from the time he was introduced to Jinling City, his feet have been densely covered with his murderous intentions.

But at that time, after he came out of the study, he didn't know the reason why Kiyono was nervous about his arrival, he just thought that she really wanted to break off with her, so he stopped him from coming to see her family in such a way.

Later, when he knew the true relationship between the man and Qingye, it was too late, and the man's knife was already on his neck, and at this time, he faintly realized that he could no longer get out of this Jinling City.

The last time they saw each other was in the cell, when his men came to him as soon as the jailer who had delivered the letter had left.

When his people came to him, they only asked him one sentence: "Mr. Kimura, have you thought about it?" ”

Kimura sat there and didn't speak, but he knew very well in his heart that he wouldn't survive, and even if he didn't drink the bottle of poison in the envelope, he might not be able to leave here alive.

This man can't tolerate him because he touches people he shouldn't.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that so many people would want him to die now, and as soon as the person who brought him poison on the front foot left, his people came here again.

Kimura sat there for a long time without speaking in response to the questioning of the person he sent.

The man was not in a hurry at all, and after waiting for a while, he smiled and said: "Mr. Kimura, you'd better think clearly, this is your last chance, you should know that this is for the sake of your family, our husband doesn't want my young lady to have trouble, so the solution now, you have to die." ”

Kimura opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him and said, "It's not that he doesn't have the rest of the solution, but all this is what he prepared for me, and he wants to borrow someone else's hand and kill me logically." ”

When the man heard this, he did not deny it, but he said, "You are a man who understands, and since you know, I will not say much, but if you follow the path laid out by my husband, your mother and your children, we will let them live in peace." ”

Now, Kimura knew he had no choice at all.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Really." ”

The man replied with certainty.

Kimura let go of his hand, and in his palm was a bottle of poison, which Kiyono's friend gave him