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A knowledge point that is so cold that no one knows: the word "Xia" in Ruan Tang's stage name "Xia Zhizhu" originally came from his surname "Natsume" used in Japan.

Ruan Tang’s mother’s surname was Ruan, who died young, and his second guardian was his mother’s friend. After Ruan Mi passed away, Natsume Yoko adopted her son, and then wandered in foreign countries for ten years, just to find The child's biological father seemed to only live in rumors from beginning to end.

Ruan Tang knew little about the grievances of the previous generation. He only felt that Yoko wanted to find her father much stronger than him, or even Ruan Mi himself. Unfortunately, she didn't even have a photo or even a name. In the end, she had no choice but to give up and returned to her hometown of Osaka with her adopted son.

When Ruan Mi passed away, Ruan Tang was still too young, less than four years old, and hyperamnesia had not yet visited him. He looked like a beautiful but unresponsive little boy.

Yoko rushed back from Japan to attend the funeral of her friend. When she found the child hiding in the corner, the woman hugged him, gently called his nickname "Tangtang", and told him that her mother would love him very much no matter where she was.

Ruan Tang's memory before that day became blurred later, but since that day, he has never forgotten any little things in his life.

Ji Baicen occasionally sighed that Fa Xiao's meticulous observation and excellent memory, but what he didn't know was that Ruan Tang could even retrieve from his memory the license plate number of the seventh car they parked at the school gate one day after school.However, although his memory is outstanding, his grades are not as good as everyone thinks. Even if it is only for recitation, Ruan Tang needs to list the key points and strengthen his memory repeatedly, so as not to spend too much time searching in the examination room.

There is no holiday for Labor Day in Japan, but there are many anniversaries before and after, and it happens to be a golden week. During this period, many people travel and get married.

In the early summer five years ago, Ruan Tang bid farewell to Ji Bocen, who came to play with him on the eve of the college entrance examination, and then went to help Yoko deliver new wedding dresses to a family of guests.

The Natsume family is a well-known kimono family in Kansai. The local brides often regard "wearing the Shiro Mugo sewn by the owner to complete the wedding ceremony" as the most reassuring blessing.

Ruan Tang had made a movie before, but it didn't cause any splashes, and his grades in school were average. Everyone suggested that he should learn the family skills from his adoptive mother early so that he can make a living, but just last month , Ruan Tang officially enrolled in his favorite university, which is his favorite major, and the admission grades are also very good. When he enrolled, Yoko even gave him an adult gift prepared in advance-her father's antique watch.

Yoko said that after wearing the watch, he will be completely in charge of the watch at this moment and all the time in the future.

And this day is the first time Ruan Tang wears it to go out, because Ji Baicen said after counting the tarot cards last night that today may be the beginning of Ruan Tang's new life.

"Natsume?"

The middle-aged woman at the door glanced at the surname on the greeting card, and raised her head in surprise.

Ruan Tang held the simple wooden box and bowed to the elders: "My mother is ill and inconvenient, so I entrusted me to come here for her."

The man among the couple is the owner of the temple. Although he did not inherit the family business, the wedding and preparatory ceremonies are still allowed to be held in his own temple.Ruan Tang accompanied Ji Baicen to Yixin Temple to pay homage to the Buddha statue yesterday, but perhaps a happy event is approaching, and the excitement here is different from what he saw before.

The atrium is a large piece of dry landscape. The two walked by on the veranda, and someone was talking under the tree not far away.

The woman led the child and bowed to the man whose back was turned to her, looking very grateful. The little boy had a tiger head and a tiger head, and his little head was spinning around.Ruan Tang glanced curiously, but the woman who led the way was waiting for him in front, Ruan Tang turned his gaze back in time and followed.

He didn't want to stay for too long, he was not a relative or friend of any party, but Ruan Tang, who was too enthusiastic to refuse, finally nodded and accepted the other party's invitation to stay and participate in the evening temple fair.

But he got lost.

Dusk was approaching, and the child I had just met not long ago was standing in front of Ruan Tang with his head up, holding the apple candy that was about to melt, but he was too old, and even took the initiative to comfort him: "It's okay, today is my first time. Got lost here three times."

You are not the only idiot.

Ruan Tang, who was not comforted too much, squatted down in front of the child. He was wearing a fox mask on the top of his forehead, which was kindly given to him by his aunt just now for him to wear at night. The boy held the fox's nose upright and put it on his face.

"You don't look very safe," the boy explained his behavior solemnly, "you're safer this way."

Ruan Tang: "... Where is your family?"

The boy licked the candy and replied nonchalantly: "I was busy preparing for the temple fair, so I sneaked out of the house."

Ruan Tang suddenly realized: "So you have been caught before."

What he saw at that time was the scene of the previous capture.

There was movement behind him, and the little boy immediately grabbed the corner of Ruan Tang's clothes with his palms stained with sugar, and hid in front of him vigilantly.

"The ghost is coming!" The child's tone was tense but full of enthusiasm, and it seemed that he completely regarded this escape as a game of hide-and-seek with the adults.

Ruan Tang turned his head and saw the person coming.

Ruan Tang: "..."

It's like this, I feel a lot, in a word: he has never seen a man who is more beautiful than the person in front of him.

He seemed to be older than himself, with no student look on his body, and the soft ebony hair fell on the man's cold white forehead, separating the unspoken alienation and indifference in his eyes.

Ruan Tang has never seen this man in a suit and leather shoes with his bangs wiped back with hairspray meticulously. He doesn't know that he looks at least a hundred times gentler than usual, and the dark kimono on the other party is also from Natsume's family, Ruan Tang Just now, by virtue of the familiar dark lines on the corners of his clothes, he recognized that this was the man he saw with the children in the courtyard in the afternoon.

I heard that a very handsome Chinese guest came to the groom's side in the past two days. His surname is Xi. He is cold and cold, but he is very friendly to children. If the guests can't find their children recently, don't worry, go to Mr. Xi's place. Inquire about it, nine out of ten it is with him.

Is Xi a professional who helps children find parents? This profession seems to be called "child-giving bird" in the West.

Mr. Song Ziniao's index finger was clasping the mobile phone very rhythmically by his ear, and he glanced at them indifferently during the period.

The man seemed to be listening to a voice, a 60-second period, and he didn't seem to plan to reply.

The lips under the fox mask pursed, and Ruan Tang tried to speak at the end of several speeches, but the other party glanced at the phone screen again, not knowing what the content was, which made his eyebrows that were slightly stretched because of the end of the speech even more serious .

Ruan Tang didn't dare to speak anymore.

Xi put away his mobile phone, turned his head to them, and then turned away. The boys, big and small, walked out behind the man holding hands.

Although the other party didn't say anything, Ruan Tang subconsciously felt that this person was here to rescue them from their lost predicament.

"Don't take off your mask," the little boy told Ruan Tang, "you have to protect yourself from ghosts."

Ruan Tang: "?"

"Are you going to 101?" he asked again.

Ruan Tang blinked blankly: "What?"

They had already walked out of the temple and came to the open temple fair venue. The little boy pointed to the billboard not far away with a sugar stick in his mouth. There were several young and lovely boys wearing the same uniforms smiling.

"It's very popular recently, idol talent show, do you want to participate?"

Ruan Tang was very curious: "Why should I participate?"

The little boy seemed to be about to express his "you don't look safe" point of view again, but Xi, who was walking in front, paused and looked back, the child immediately fell silent.

"He's really cruel, don't you think?" the little boy muttered.

"It's okay." Ruan Tang also replied in a low voice.Xi's pace was different from theirs. After noticing that the two guys behind were slowing down on the road just now, he also slowed down a lot calmly.

But that idea was shattered when Xi packed the two of them together, sent them to the guards, and left.

Looking at the back of the other party who left without turning his head, Ruan Tang said: "He is really cruel."

The little boy nodded approvingly.

On the steps at the entrance of the temple, from time to time, there are men and women rushing back and forth carrying things. They are out of tune with them, two children, one big and one small, are sitting bored in a daze in the corner.

"By the way, what's your name, Fox? I'm Tsuji."

"Natsume."

"Wow, do you have a friend account?"

"Does the address book count?"

"Is it an address book with monsters?"

Ruan Tang shook his head: "With my classmate."

"Of course it doesn't count!" Tsuji sighed in disappointment, "That's right, you look stupid, more like a monster subdued by Natsume than Natsume."

Ruan Tang also said sorry.

He's actually lost his mind.

He had an old injury, and he injured his wrist again on the way carrying the wedding dress, and now the soreness hit him one after another, making Ruan Tang's temples twitch along with it.

He doesn't like seeing the sunset very much, perhaps because he has experienced the most emotional changes in the past period of time, and these accumulations constitute most of the reasons why Ruan Tang is inexplicably depressed at the moment, and the other part is because he realizes that My own memory about the dusk was to be added with the pain of soft tissue contusion.

His expression at the moment should be ugly, Ruan Tang thought.Fortunately, wearing a mask, sometimes he can't control his absent-mindedness, and when he reacts again, he will always see strange gazes from other people.

"Hey," Tsuji sat on the side suddenly, "Why is he back?"

At [-]:[-] p.m., the seats that I left originally left and returned, with the setting sun behind me like oranges, the crowds and lively stalls gradually increased.

The lantern lit up above his head, and Ruan Tang sat on the steps, motionless as if he had been stopped by a shadow.

The man walked in front of him, as if he had sensed something, he subconsciously put his hand on the top of Ruan Tang's head, but through the mask, and worried about the unfamiliarity between the two, Xi finally let go of his hand and chose to bend down and straighten Looking into the boy's eyes, it seemed that he was trying to check his emotions.

Then, he saw a pair of very beautiful eyes without waves.

Xi squatted down.

After passing the crystal clear apple candy in his hand to Ruan Tang, he opened the biodegradable plastic bag in his hand, and after a brief gesture of raising his eyebrows, he naturally lifted the boy's slender wrist with the knuckles of his index finger. Spray a small pain relief spray on the area that has started to swell.

For a few seconds, Ruan Tang's world became quieter than ever before.

Then they separated again.

The wound on the wrist felt cool, and the pain seemed to be transported to another dimension suddenly.

And the memories just now seem so unreal, Ruan Tang is still not sure even when he is holding the apple candy, whether what he took over with mechanical movements just now is really the kind that children will have , Love without exception.

So he asked, "Is it for me?"

"..."

Xi squatting in front of him looked up at the boy.

He finally spoke.

The man's voice was rustling, reminiscent of a red watermelon in summer: "Otherwise?"

Watermelon should be sweet, Ruan Tang thought.

Because Xi is really smiling.