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Chapter16

Kiyohara did what she said, she really went to Kyoto with Tsuruga Lian.

Moreover, she rubbed against the car of the commercial filming crew without any sense of shame, and when she was helplessly reminded by the crew that "I didn't book an extra room in the hotel", she even said without limit that she could sleep with Tsuruga .

When she said this, Tsuruga Ren was drinking water and almost spit it out, while Sha Xingichi was so shocked that his glasses slipped off.

"Teacher Qingyuan, don't make weird jokes."

Tsuruga Ren called Kiyohara with a smile.

How should I put it, if someone of the opposite sex said such things, Tsuruga Lian felt that she would probably be angry.But it was Qing Yuanli who said this, and he suddenly felt that it was nothing to be angry about, and even a little funny.

"If there is really no room, then Teacher Qingyuan can live in my room. I'll go and squeeze with Mr. She." The man thought for a while and said to the staff.

"That's right," Qing Yuanli nodded in satisfaction, "Jingtai is so thin, it won't be a problem for me to squeeze with you!"

Wouldn't your height of less than 1.5 meters be more suitable for squeezing into bed with others? !She Xingyi slowly helped his glasses that had slid down to the tip of his nose, and silently complained about Kiyohara's words in his heart.

The journey was boring, and Shakoichi and Tsuruga Ren originally brought books to pass the time.But the existence of Qing Yuanli completely destroyed their plan. First, the book was snatched away, and after reading it, they were dismissed as boring and threw it back.Next, the two had to play poker with the idle Kiyohara Rei—the original club suggested playing chess, but Kiyohara refused without hesitation. Judging from her extremely unhappy expression, the little girl is probably Not at all.

In fact, even in poker, Kiyohara played pretty badly.

From the beginning to the end, Qingyuan has been losing, never winning.When she arrived at the destination, the little girl's cheeks were already covered with colored notes representing failure, and the character "King" was written on her forehead by Tsuruga Ren with an erasable pen. The small stature and round loli face are really full of joy.

With an "I'm very unhappy" face, Qing Yuanli puffed up his cheeks, and blew vigorously at the note on the tip of his nose, and the note floated up danglingly.Tsuruga Ren, who was standing aside, couldn't help laughing at her childish actions again.

The commercial crew first visited the Kinkakuji Temple, one of the four major scenic spots in Kyoto.

The staff began to get busy preparing for the shooting. Tsuruga Lian flipped through the script twice, and saw Rei Kiyohara lying on the side railing, his mouth was moving, and he didn't know what he was muttering.He hesitated for a few seconds, and finally approached with a smile: "Mr. Qingyuan, what are you doing here?"

"Tsuruga-kun," the girl tried to stretch her short arms to hold on to the railing, "That Kinkaku-ji Temple is really made of gold! It looks like it's shining in the sun!"

"I heard that it was wrapped with a layer of gold leaf."

"Hey," Qing Yuanli's eyes began to glow strangely, "Can you take some pieces of gold leaf back?!"

"...It's impossible even if you think about it, Teacher Qingyuan," Dun Helian always felt that when she was with Qingyuan, she was always complaining hard, "This is common sense."

Qingyuan glanced at her noblely and coldly: "Of course I know, but knowing and wanting to do are two different things."

...Are you kidding me! ! !

Tsuruga Lian turned around silently, he really felt that it was an unwise decision for him to take the initiative to talk to Kiyohara Reilai.

"...Little Makoto?"

A female voice came from beside her ear, which sounded very amiable.

Tsuruga Ren still remembered that Kiyohara Rei's real name was Miyazawa Mako, so subconsciously, he followed Kiyohara Rei and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

Standing not far away is a woman.

A middle-aged woman, she looks about 40 years old, and her facial features can be seen to be quite beautiful when she was young.Although the face is a little old due to age, but the temperament is very gentle and elegant.She was wearing a light blue Komon kimono decorated with broken cherry blossoms, carrying a small bag, standing dignifiedly not far away and smiling at Rei Kiyohara.

Then he heard the girl's voice trembling almost inaudibly: "...Aunt."

Was it my aunt?He thought it was his mother.Because the love revealed in the woman's eyes is really real, and it also contains a bit of deep nostalgia.

Hearing Qing Yuanli's response, her aunt quickened her pace and walked to her side.Gently reached out and stroked the top of her hair: "Why are you here?"

"Well, I came here to play." Qing Yuanli replied, his expression seemed not as carefree as before, a little cautious, "Where's aunt? Didn't you stay in the old house?"

"I'm also here for vacation," Miyazawa Keiko took the little girl's hand, "Really, why did you move out alone, Makoto? Living alone is tiring, even though your father said you Everything is fine, but I think you've lost a lot of weight...and you haven't come back to see us for a long time, and my mother is thinking about you every day."

"Grandmother...and uncle, are they all right?"

"Everything is fine, I just want to see you. And Elizabeth, she has given birth, a total of three, all female," Keiko Miyazawa said, as if thinking of the soft and cute appearance of the three little puppies , with a gentle smile on his face, "Xiao Zhenguo, don't you want to go home and have a look?"

"Ah..." Qing Yuanli seemed to want to say something, but finally swallowed it back, and only spit out a single syllable that seemed meaningless.

"Xiao Zhenguo, why don't you go back to the old house with your aunt?"

Miyazawa Keiko smiled on her face, but held her tightly with her hand, and there was a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Qing Yuanli was silent.

The girl paused for a long time before she closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

The woman immediately became happy, her smile became brighter, and she stretched out her hand and beckoned to the side: "Linnai, get ready for the car. Cancel the rest of the trip, and I will take Xiao Zhenguo back first. I believe mother will see Xiao Zhenguo will definitely be very happy, and maybe her appetite will improve a lot."

It was only then that Tsuruga Lian discovered that Kiyohara Rei's aunt did not come alone, she was followed by a bodyguard and a tall young woman—it seemed to be the "Lina" she was talking about, because after hearing the woman's words After giving the instructions, she turned around and went to make a phone call.

"Tsuka-kun." Rei Kiyohara waved his hand at him, with a smile on his face, but with a bit of reluctance, "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

"Be careful on the road."

The man said goodbye to her tenderly.

Seeing the figure of Kiyohara Rei gradually disappearing from sight, Tsuruga Lian was still a little bit uncomfortable.Not to mention anything else, Qing Yuanli's expression when facing his aunt made him feel very strange.Faced with the other party's utmost care, what she revealed in her eyes was actually fear and retreat.

Was it abused as a child?impossible.

"A relative of Teacher Kiyohara?" She Xingyi did not know when he stood beside him, "It doesn't look like a simple person. I saw the logo on that kimono on TV. It is said that it is a very famous handicraft. A high-end kimono from a garment house. The price is unbelievably expensive, and this one is worth my salary for a long time."

Tsuruga Lian didn't speak.

The bodyguard with that woman and the woman who looked like a housekeeper also proved that her identity was not simple.If they were just ordinary people, they wouldn't be around these two people at all.Then it seems that Qingyuan's background is really as he imagined, not simple at all.

What kind of family can raise that little girl with a venomous tongue, easy to blow up hair, and weird thinking?

Kiyohara Ri is completely unaware of Tsuruga Lian's distress.

Besides, she is in the middle of her own troubles now.

The scenery outside the car window kept receding, because the speed of the car was too fast, those scenes were blurred into a mess of colors on the car window.The more I look at it, the more disturbing it is, and I can't calm down at all.

She is going back to the old house.

Qing Yuanli still remembered that when he returned to his old house, it was half a year ago during the Chinese New Year.The house was being rendered silvery white by the heavy snow at that time, and it looked extremely beautiful, but the atmosphere was also more solemn.

She didn't like the old house since she was a child, she didn't like it when she was a child.

The memory left to her by that house cannot be said to be all bad.But the good part is really very little.In the impression that it is used as the background, it is mostly the mother's pale face with a melancholy look, or the father's anxious look as if he is about to get angry again, no matter how bad he recalls.

So she insisted on going to a high school far away from home, and then moved out of the old house in the name of studying.

Qing Yuanli knew that she was running away from bad memories, from an unhappy family, and from the responsibilities that would be imposed on her.But she felt that she could only escape because she didn't have the courage to fight.

"Xiao Zhenguo. We're here, it's time to get out of the car."

Her aunt's voice reminded her gently.

The girl took a deep breath before opening the car door.

The fresh air outside the car immediately filled her body, and what she saw before her eyes were the surrounding towering trees. In such a midsummer season, they looked lush and full of vitality.The old house was indistinct among the green, the dark brown roof was exposed, and it seemed that even the air had a faint smell of sandalwood.

What a long-lost picture.

Qing Yuanli hooked the corners of his lips helplessly, and walked towards the gate.

Standing and waiting at the door was an old butler with gray hair. When he saw the girl's appearance, he also revealed a bit of surprise on his face: "Miss Zhenguo!"

"Uncle Fujiwara, long time no see."

She smiled and waved at him before entering the door.

The wooden corridor, the clean and tidy wooden house, and every road here are familiar to her and can no longer be familiar with.From birth to 15 years old, I don’t know how many times I walked back and forth, and I can probably find the place I want to go with my eyes closed.

Finally arrived at the tea room in the deepest part of the room, Qing Yuanli remembered that when her grandmother was free, she would always read books or play chess in this room to pass the time.She should be here today, she guessed.

The girl adjusted her clothes, opened the sliding door, and saw the figure of the old man: "Grandmother."

"Real fruit? Is it real fruit?" The old woman raised her head, and the moment she saw Qing Yuanli, her face was full of wrinkles and her smile brightened, "Why did you come back suddenly? Come in and have a cup of tea with grandma. "

The little girl smiled and stepped into the house.

She adjusted the skirt she was wearing today, pressed the hem with her right hand, bent her knees slowly, then put her left hand on her knees, and after she knelt gracefully, she raised her hands to receive the cup of tea handed by the old man opposite .

After entering the old house, every move she made was the result of the education she had received in those ten years.

After all, that was the so-called noble education.

Miyazawa Mako, this name does not make her feel at ease like Kiyohara Rei's name.The former should completely belong to the name of the tragic cannon fodder in a rich family's grievance drama.

Kiyohara Rei, no, Miyazawa Mako, has always thought so.

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Suddenly found a lot of typos, let’s correct them on Sunday~ There are still 1948 words!

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