Listening to Gu Chongyan's mockery as always, Shida Xinxuan's face twitched uncontrollably, his fists clenched and let go, let go and clenched.

There was a breath of breath in his chest, he couldn't live or die, his face was like a purple eggplant, and it took a while to endure it, his eyes rolled, his thoughtful gaze swept over Gu Chongyan, and he clapped his hands.

The door was opened, and a woman in a white dress walked in.

This woman has a traditional Japanese feminine suave beauty, dressed in a traditional Japanese kimono, and her long hair is tied into a bun at the back of her head so that she does not look messy.

The appearance has the unique softness of East Asian women, especially between the eyebrows and eyes, there seems to be a gentle taste, like a summer spring, which seems to be clear, but it is impossible to see through the specific depth.

"Mariko, entertain Mr. Gu for me."

Shida Shinxuan shouted stiffly, looking extremely cold when facing the woman in the white dress, and the word dissatisfaction was almost written on his face.

"I have other things to do, and I'm out of company." As he spoke, he bowed slightly to Gu Chongyan and left the room in a deserted manner.

"Mr. Gu, I am Shida Mariko, my father has something to do, and I am rude, please forgive Mr. Gu."

Mariko lowered her eyes slightly, docile like a breeze on a spring day, soft and delicate, enough to make the hundred steels do finger softness, onion-like fingers pinched chopsticks, and gently picked up the dishes in the dishes for Gu Chongyan cloth vegetables, neither close nor distant, and behaved just right.

This is a woman who can arouse almost all men's desire to protect, but she is not just a small white flower, her complex temperament is like a gentle and mellow wine, the more you pay attention to it, the more attractive it becomes.

Seductive? It's a pity that he is not interested in the woman of the little day, let alone the woman in front of him is still the woman of Wolverine.

Just watch the movie in which she toyed with Wolverine in applause and took control of the power of the Shida family, you know that this is not a simple woman.

Glancing at her indifferently, Gu Chongyan said lightly: "Since Ling Zun has something to do, take me to see Mr. Zhitian, the current Zhitian family, is he still in charge." ”

Hearing this, the movement of Mariko's hand paused, and then continued like a cloud, if it weren't for Gu Chongyan's extraordinary eyesight now, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to detect this faint beating.

Mariko smiled more and more deferentially: "Mr. Gu said that he laughed, my grandfather's health is not good, and he has not taken care of family affairs for a long time, and now it is my father who controls the power of the family. ”

Gu Chongyan sneered and did not speak.

Mariko didn't feel embarrassed, the deferential smile on her face was still the same, and she said like a spring breeze: "However, since Mr. Gu wants to see his grandfather, he naturally has to arrange it." ”

"It's just that my grandfather's health is really not good, so why don't I ask Mr. Gu to stay in the humble house for a day, and when my grandfather is ready tomorrow, how about taking you to see him?"

Originally, seeing that Shishida Lang was an excuse, mainly for the viper, knowing that the old thing and the viper had to be prepared, Gu Chongyan pushed the boat down the river and nodded.

"In that case, let's visit the old gentleman again tomorrow, I'm tired too, so I'll ask Miss Mariko to prepare a place for me to live."

"Yes, please come with me." Mariko answered, turned around and led Gu Chongyan to his room to rest.

Late at night, Gu Chongyan rested in Zhitian Manor and spent a peaceful night.

However, a quiet night is not available to everyone, at least for Logan, who has taken up too few words in his long life.

As a mutant who has lived for nearly a hundred years, the years have not left much of a mark on him, but the broken memories and the pursuit of the past have long made his heart extremely heavy.

The country is not a place worth remembering for him, but for a centenarian, no matter how sad he is, it is an indelible existence in his memory.

Not to mention, someone sent him a letter, just a farewell to the past, and it was worth his trip.

The heavily guarded Shishida Manor, for Wolverine, was just a virtual paper shell, allowing him to easily go to the deepest part of the manor.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Logan didn't feel the slightest joy of revisiting his old place, and deep down, there seemed to be nothing but loneliness and chasing.

In human literature and artistic renderings, the wolf is always used as an adjective as a lonely and proud creature. They seem to have been loners, like lonely rangers.

But in fact, wolves are social creatures, and like most social creatures, wolves also need a social structure and status of their own.

Logan is a special case, but it is not a special case, Wolverine, who has survived with the killing all his life, has never had a home, he is a lone wolf, even in Xavier Youth Talent Academy, he is lonely.

But he never seems to stop chasing the past, the past, the future, and the group.

Stopping in the empty courtyard, Logan lost his mind slightly, exuding a faint blankness.

"You're still the same, just like when you left, and sometimes I wonder if time means anything to you."

With a light sigh, the white sliding door opened in front of Logan's eyes, and the blood-colored cherry blossom pattern receded, revealing a white dress behind her, like a girlish Mariko Shishida.

The bright moonlight gently sprinkled in the bluestone paved courtyard, like a pool of swaying clear water, Wolverine stared at Mariko, who was no longer young but did not see the slightest sign of old age, and the memories seemed to bring him back many years ago.

The heart, which had been pierced by a sharp knife and would not feel anything when it was blown by a bullet, felt an indescribable soreness and dull pain at this moment, as if it had been pierced through the chest by a ruthless hand, squeezing and ravaging it hard.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and in the end, it was Wolverine who took the lead in breaking the peace in front of them.

"What are you looking for me?" Wolverine said in a slightly hoarse voice.

With a light sigh, the woman in the white dress showed a faint sadness on her face, and her resentful gaze fell on Logan's body like rippling water.

"It's been ten years, I've been waiting for you for ten years, I know the reason why you came back this time, and I know that you didn't come for me."

"But Logan, I need your help, once, just this once, okay?"

Mariko looked at Wolverine with pleading eyes, a pair of softer than a girl gently landed on Logan's chest, feeling the faster and faster heartbeat in the palm of her hand, and at some point, a dark cloud quietly drifted in, obscuring the bright moonlight.