[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

After meeting him at Shimogamo Shrine that day, for a few days, Akashi did not send any supplements or gifts, but occasionally sent emails to Fuyuka, asking about her physical condition, the frequency and the wording of the emails were not out of the ordinary place, very "friend".

He is easy to talk to beyond Donghua's imagination, and the "feelings that started in middle school" he said before seem to have calmed down willingly, but Donghua chooses to forget these, and secretly breathes a sigh of relief.With the start of school approaching, she has been busy enough recently that she really doesn't have any extra thoughts to spend on it.

This winter vacation was full of things, and every second seemed like a year, and her emotions seemed to be forced on a roller coaster, with constant ups and downs.

Although she has started to learn to take over the family affairs, Donghua is still a student at heart, and she still has to find time to go through the textbooks during non-stop video conferences before school starts.

It's time for the publishing house to stop.

Even though she was too busy to get away, she still rushed to the publishing house considering how editor Ono had taken care of her over the past few years, intending to discuss with her personally not to renew the contract.

"Huh? Teacher Matsukage wants to seal the pen?!" Editor Ono's eyes widened in disbelief, and the coffee cup in his hand almost fell.

"I can't talk about sealing the pen—please be careful." Dong Hua pointed to her dangling cup on the cup and plate, "If I have inspiration in the future, I will probably choose to publish it, but because of the subject matter, I may not be able to choose this one. the publishing house."

"Subject?" Editor Ono was still full of reluctance, "But Matsukage, as an otome author of commercial light novels, you are already very good! Look, there is already a game company for the book "The Chairman's Little Girlfriend". And the film and television parties are interested in it, and they are going to adapt it into a mobile game and a live-action version! At that time, as the original author, you will be very popular! The sales of subsequent works can also be guaranteed!"

After hearing these provocative words, Dong Hua couldn't feel any joy in her heart, instead her complexion became gloomy. After a long while, she raised her head and met Editor Ono's puzzled eyes, with a mournful trance smile on her lips: " I probably won't be able to write anything like that again."

It just so happened that the contract between Matsukage Yuki and this publishing house had also expired, and even the liquidated damages were saved.When she returned home from the publishing house, she thought she could take a break from her busy schedule, but she didn't expect that her luggage had already been packed. Before she could get back her bewildered expression, she was packed and sent to Tokyo.

The man had let her sit in on the regular meeting for a long time, and he felt that he had already led her into the door.And no amount of theory can compare to practice once, so taking advantage of the last few days of vacation, he decided to send Donghua directly to a subsidiary in Tokyo for "practice".

That subsidiary has an annual revenue of tens of billions, making it one of the most prestigious companies under Xiyuan Temple.And the company's senior management is an extremely professional and sharp team of professional managers. When Donghua arrives there, she is probably more like a "mascot" than a "princess". Good smile and nod all the way.

From the perspective of others, this may be the heart of the father who loves his daughter. He asked his daughter to go to the subsidiary to grow his experience early in the morning, paving the way for her to be the head of the family as smooth as possible, and it just fits their image of being a loving father and daughter. , can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

However, from Donghua's point of view, this is definitely not the case. Firstly, he will not give up her position so early, and secondly, he will never do this for his own affairs, airdropping her to Tokyo for thousands of miles. I'm afraid it's still to frustrate her spirit.

Sitting at the main seat in the conference room, Dong Hua looked at the serious and unsmiling high-level team in front of her, who seemed to have "elite" written on it from head to toe, and sighed in her heart without changing her face, thinking: "It's just as expected."

Her performance in the company is quite satisfactory, and she is a quite qualified mascot--the kind that is quite pleasing to the eye. After all, she is still a novice in the management of the company, and she is not as good as the old fritters, so she consciously puts her posture at ease. Compared with the dandies who are bluffing and can't support the wall with mud, Miss Xiyuanji can be said to be gentle and easy-going.

However, even so, the high-level executives still did not lower their strict standards. They were never stingy with reprimands, and never shy away from them, as if what they were facing was not a future heir or his future boss, but an intern who often made mistakes.

They did it so grandiosely, it was obvious that someone was signaling behind them, and Dong Hua was not so stupid that she couldn't even see this.After another exhausting meeting, Donghua sat in the empty conference room, pursed the corners of her somewhat stiff mouth, frowned and rubbed her forehead.

"Miss," the assistant walked in lightly, and put a cup of freshly ground coffee in her hand, "It's getting late, and I'm not busy today, should I book a restaurant now?"

She only stayed in Tokyo for a few days before going back to Kyoto. There was no need to clean the other house here. Donghua simply lived in the hotel and ate at the restaurant.

"Don't be busy yet," she continued to frowned and rubbed her temples, she was bouncing on her nerves with exhaustion, and it took a while to open her eyes, and saw the gloomy sky outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Is it going to rain..."

The assistant immediately clicked and opened the software: "The possibility of rain is 90.00% five."

"That's it." She answered absent-mindedly, took a few sips of coffee, and unconsciously climbed onto the diamond ring on her left with her right hand. He frowned, as if surprised by his own thoughts, with a struggling look in his eyes.

After a long while, the assistant standing upright behind the girl heard a familiar voice, but seemed a little hesitant and timid: "I remember that a wife who separated from the family passed away due to illness last year?"

The assistant is full-time in all kinds of trivial matters in life, and has heard a lot about the affairs of the host's family, so he nodded immediately: "Yes, why did the lady suddenly ask this?"

"I suddenly remembered, and I also suddenly wanted to worship," Dong Hua lowered her eyelids, looking at the bright diamonds on her fingers, she heard herself say, "Please—go to that uncle and get the access control card? Just in case, go with my personal seal."

That is the resting place of the entire Tokyo, no, the dignitaries and nobles of the entire Japan. The management is strictly guarded. Only by swiping the access control card to register and passing the security check can you enter the cemetery.

In fact, there is no way to do it. After all, family marriages are prevalent in Japan, and the relationship between families is intertwined. One hair affects the whole body. In addition to noble families, there are many officials and dignitaries who are also in this cemetery. Sociopath Burying Bombs | The go-to place for bombs to create scares.

The access control card was quickly in hand, Donghua took off her makeup, put on a black dress, and went to the suburbs by car.

The sky is gray, heavy lead-colored clouds are pressing down, the air is full of || swelling water vapor, it seems that the first drop of rain may fall at any time.The dead wood forest in the distance swayed in the wind, the tombstone was shadowy, and the eyes on the tombstone watched the people passing by calmly and silently, the atmosphere was sad and depressing.

The assistant and the driver stayed outside the cemetery. Donghua held two bouquets of lilies, and first went to worship at the grave of the wife who died early in the branch family, and then she began to search for Mrs. Akashi's tombstone slowly and earnestly.The wind before the rain had already blown, and it kept blowing the corners of her skirt, Donghua kept bending||bending her body, confirming the words on the tombstone, bowing and leaving again and again.

Finally, passing through a large group of neat tombstones, in a corner of the cemetery, Donghua finally found the color that couldn't block the warmth even if it became black and white.The stele is a bit old, but the seal cutting on the front has not been damaged at all, and the photos are also well preserved, which shows that the owner has taken good care of it.

Dong Hua sat down on her knees in silence, and under the extremely warm gaze of the red-haired woman across many years, her eyes turned red almost immediately.

She bit her lower lip, put the lily || in front of the tombstone, took out another soft handkerchief, and carefully wiped the stone tablet carefully, slowly and carefully, scribing the words "My Wife Akashi Shiori" in vermilion with her fingertips, Dazai Osamu The argument suddenly came to mind, almost a subconscious association, and her heart was instantly filled with great sorrow and sourness.

The water vapor in the air was finally overwhelmed, turning into fine raindrops and falling down. Donghua was staring at the photo on the stone tablet in a daze, but her face suddenly became cold. She was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out the umbrella from her handbag, opened it Then it was not for myself——

Donghua stretched out her arms, completely covering the stone tablet in front of her under the canopy, and the dense drizzle immediately covered her, tiny drops of water formed on the girl's long eyelashes, and her hair slowly Slowly getting wet, but she didn't care at all, took out the handkerchief she had put away again, and wiped off the raindrops that accidentally fell on the stone tablet just now.

Footsteps came from far and near, Donghua thought it was someone who came to pay homage, so she didn't pay attention to look at it, she was still concentrating on wiping the photos on the stone tablet.However, the footsteps stopped two steps away from her, and there was no other sound after a long time. Donghua realized something, her heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition hit her heart.

Fuyuka slowly turned her head... Then she found in despair that Akashi Seijuro and Akashi Seijuro were both wearing black suits, each holding a black umbrella, the former was expressionless, while the latter was watching She was like a flower that suddenly bloomed in the gorgeous red pupils, and the pale light was absorbed in it, which was almost dazzling in a chilling cemetery.

"..." Donghua put down the umbrella obliquely, then stood up slowly, and bowed to them, "Sorry, Mr. Akashi and Akashi-kun, I was rude."

Her skin was originally extremely fair, and it became even worse after a long illness. There was no blood on her face, only her lips were bright red, and she looked cold in a different way.

Akashi Seijuro looked at the corner of her dripping skirt, frowned unconsciously, glanced inadvertently, and was suddenly attracted by her hands folded in front of her belly, the unique brilliance of diamonds flashed past, a certain Thoughts flashed across his mind like lightning and flint, he opened his eyes wide and was startled suddenly.

A diamond ring from the middle finger to the ring finger.

Appear at Shimogamo Shrine to make a wish.

Come to my mother's cemetery to worship.

An unknown sourness suddenly filled his heart, Akashi Seijuro was a little bit disappointed, and he pursed his lips bitterly.

——It turned out that she had started silently so early... and started to fulfill the promise that that person made to her, which could never be fulfilled, by herself.