Atobe felt that he was a bitch to make that kind of phone call to Concubine Xia in the early morning!What's even more hateful is that the woman dared to refuse. He managed to postpone the day's schedule to spare time, and wanted to get in touch with the concubine Xia, but she refused. He suddenly felt that he had failed too much.

She also refused to ask her to go home yesterday. After the divorce, she seemed to have become more sensitive. She always felt that everything she did for her had a purpose, and she was always cautious in front of him.

She needed time to gather her thoughts, and it was inconvenient for him to push her too hard.But I still couldn't help calling her, and I didn't know what to say when I got through.I can only digest my emotions alone after calling her not knowing what to say and hanging up in silence like before.

His love should not be as silent and deep as Guoguang's.

He leaned back on the armchair wearily, and closed his tired eyes wearily. , the long curled eyelashes trembled slightly as the eyelids were covered, but there were patches of roses outside the window in front of my eyes, and it was the scene of my concubine Xia wearing a red dress painting in the garden.

She likes the sea of ​​roses in front of his window, and he likes to see her calm and peaceful in the sea of ​​roses in the morning light.In the past, he often secretly looked at her when he felt tired, and always felt that even if the world turned against him, there was still such a silly woman who would guard him for the rest of his life.Wherever he goes, she will follow.

It's just that he can't.

Can't be like her, he can't love her like she loves him.Never can't.

It wasn't rose season anymore, but there was a way to make them grow out of season if he wanted to.She once said: "Red is the color of Xiaojing." But he thinks red is the most suitable color for her. She can wear both the flamboyant fiery red and the low-key luxury of dark red. No one is more suitable for that than her. color.He is also willing to leave such a color for her.

He felt empty and lonely without his concubine Xia.In the past, he could only numb himself through continuous work. He never thought that the gorgeous him would fill up his time with work like other lovelorn people, leaving him no time to think and remember.

Although Concubine Xia didn't stay here for a long time, there were traces of her everywhere in this villa, and he actually ran to England because of this and didn't want to go home.

Hehe~~ Maybe what my mother said is right: maybe you are a successful person in your career, but you can't deny that you will never be so gorgeous in terms of love!

He is so not gorgeous, in order to see her breathing, he was so stupid as to divorce her and push her away step by step.He also had such irrational moments, he didn't think about loving her well, protecting her well, all he wanted was for her to be able to breathe.

"Knock knock~~" The knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, he rubbed his aching head and said, "Go in"

He slowly opened his eyes, looking at the reflection of the person on the window that had been wiped bright and clean, his mood couldn't be said to be good or bad.

"Master, Ms. Kirihara is here to visit." Butler Morikawa said respectfully, folded his hands in front of him, like a medieval British gentleman.

"No!" There was no hesitation in saying a word.

"Hi!" Butler Morikawa waved to the maid standing beside him, signaling her to go down and reject Kiriharaho's visit.

After the maid went down, Atobe asked lazily: "Have all the young lady's things been moved to my bedroom?"

"Yes, master." Let's talk, butler Morikawa handed over another document that was delivered to the house in the morning, "Also, this morning, lawyer Ai Rui sent the "Application for Remarriage Registration Declaration"." Put the file on the table.

Although he was puzzled by the young master's recent abnormal behavior, as the eighth housekeeper of the Atobe family, he was naturally endowed with good qualities and did not interfere too much with the master's private affairs.

"Well, I see." Lazily turning around on the swivel chair, his face returned to his usual confident look, "Notify Ueno Qingkong to come and pick me up."

"Are you going to follow the original itinerary?" Butler Morikawa asked respectfully.

"Yeah." Atobe hummed lightly as an answer.

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Atobe Wuyou put his arms around her shoulders, like ordinary children when they act like a baby with their mothers.However, as soon as he stepped out of the door, Atobe Wuyou stopped slightly, and quickly took his hand off the shoulder of Concubine Xia of the hall.

"Sir Father!"

Seeing the familiar face, Wuyou Atobe paused, subconsciously wanting to find a place to hide for some reason.Concubine Xia of this hall only felt a gust of wind blowing behind her, and the people who were standing behind her did not know where to hide.

Long time no see, Daddy!Atobe Wuyou said silently in his heart.I don't know why, but looking at the confident father who is determined to win everything, he feels like crying.It's been a long time since I saw him who was alive and breathing, no longer as cold as the one in the crystal coffin, and no matter how many red roses were placed, he couldn't call him pale.

It's not that he doesn't want to see his father, it's just that he hasn't fully prepared himself yet.He was afraid that this was just a dream, a beautiful and fragile dream.

He can't be considered an obedient child. He has been doing his own way since he was a child, and he doesn't listen to him very much.But Jibu has always tolerated his petty temper, and generously forgave his cold eyes, and tried his best to resolve his lukewarm attitude with a smile.

He is not a child who makes him worry. His father is so busy, but he is still a father who is always sick and can't work with peace of mind.

He is not a child that his father can be proud of. While other children are holding trophies in Mathematical Olympiads and tennis competitions one after another, he can only play him a piece of piano music.

He is not the pride of his parents, but his father has always regarded him as a treasure.

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