Chapter 330 Waltz under the Moonlight (3)

"Why can't I come back?" Qihaiye said in a gentle tone, tit for tat: "I received the invitation."

This aura of remaining calm despite the collapse of the mountain was created by her experience of wandering alone in Tokyo over the years, and the tit-for-tat came from her previous origins——

The relationship between the two of them was not very good when they were studying painting.

In his eyes, Nanamiye is too indulged in her own world. She is a person who only cares about painting, her teacher, and herself, not counting her classmates.

Being so withdrawn and going her own way, although He Tai knew that this was her freedom, the relative relationship was definitely limited to duckweed.

"Hey, hey, Brother Kazuo! And Nanami, you two haven't seen each other for so many years. Don't start arguing when we meet!"

Goto quickly put up a fight in the middle, with his fat body lying across it, which was very effective.

But he mostly looked at He Tai, not wanting him to lose his composure on such an occasion.

As for Nanami Night...

It was true that few people had a good relationship with her back then, and everyone was more like an acquaintance.

Besides, there are differences between men and women, so how can the relationship be as deep as being supported by the eldest brother, eating and living together?

"Kanae!" Kazuta looked at his wife, his tone was not as angry as before, but still full of complaints: "Why send invitations to such people? You should discuss it with me!"

"I've discussed this with you, can you agree?" Kanahui glanced at him.

"She killed the teacher!"

"Grandma committed suicide." Kanae said in a more serious tone, "If you yell again, go sit at the next table for me."

He Tai looked around, and it was true that his slap just now attracted a lot of attention.

So he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and lowered his voice, but his anger remained the same, as if there was a ball of fire in his throat.

He glared at Qi Haiye: "Teacher treats me like a mountain of kindness and treats me as my own son. I don't ask you to respect her as much as I do, but everyone sees how the teacher treats you... How can you bear to watch?

The teacher struggled and died in front of you!"

"After ten years, are you ready to settle with me?" Qihaiye raised her eyebrows slightly: "Are you too slow in collecting the debt?"

Without waiting for Kazuta to speak, she continued: "I didn't explain this back then because I ran away. It's really wrong to think about it now... After all, I was young and ignorant at that time. But today I am very happy that Kanae can give me this opportunity.

I stand here and personally say to you and my fellow disciples who regard me as my enemy, I have no regrets."

"If I really had to choose again, I would still watch the teacher die."

The heavy breathing became heavier and heavier, and Goto hugged Kazuta tightly, fearing that he was irrational.

"Why."

After waiting for a long time, Explosive Barrel asked in a deep voice.

This was his last moment of sanity.

Nanami Ye remained extremely calm and even held the frightened Himeno's hand to comfort her.

"Because this is the teacher's choice." Nanamiye said calmly: "Teacher and I are the same kind of people, I know it very well. If I am paralyzed in bed and can no longer paint, and the oxygen tube is at hand, maybe I will

Make the same choice."

"You are also a painter, don't you understand this?" She looked up at He Tai, her tone was obviously calm, but it seemed to be a little mocking.

"Even if I sell iron, kidneys, and blood, I will still support my teacher until the day she closes her eyes peacefully!" He Tai clenched his fists tightly, and a line of tears fell down his cheeks: "I have been an orphan since I was a child, and my adoptive father raised me.

When I passed away at the age of thirteen, I had no skills at that time and was short of 300,000 yen in medical expenses! The teacher taught me skills and treated me like a family member. I learned painting and was able to make money. She was lying in the hospital waiting for me to die.

Xiao, but you are...but you are!"

"I'll say it again, that's the teacher's own choice." Nanamiye lowered her eyebrows: "I'm also very sad, but... the teacher has pride, and I can't let her pride be broken inch by inch by her students.

."

Kazuta finally released his clenched fist and was taken away by Goto and Takeshita with tears on his face.

Kanae looked at her husband who was going to the toilet to wash his face, and sighed, "I understand you, Xiaoye. But I don't have the courage... In the past ten years, every time I think about it, if I were standing in front of my grandma's bed and facing all this, I would

Do you have the courage to remain indifferent? Everyone said that you were scared and stayed where you were. In my opinion, you were actually braver than everyone else at that time."

Respect for life and indifference to death both require great courage.

Nanamiye also paid a heavy price - if it hadn't been for that blue, small figure, she would have been shrouded in shadow her whole life, unable to hold a pen, and left with psychological trauma.

Qihaiye shook his head slightly: "I will leave with this cruelty... only one sinner is enough."

"Night……"

"By the way, this is for you."

Nanami took out the gift she brought. It was a scroll, and when she opened it, there was a painting inside.

"This is...this..." Kanae was surprised. At first glance, it looked like an ordinary oil painting. However, she had learned five or six skills from her grandmother. She looked at the composition and the theme and brushstrokes of the oil painting. In an instant,

You can see it.

"Is this grandma's painting?"

"The teacher's masterpiece at that auction." Qihaiye looked at the painting and said, ""May there be no cold in the ice and snow."

The beggar in the painting is putting clothes on the saplings, but there is no chill in the snow-covered painting.

Qihaiye looked at the people filling up the venue one after another, and watched the teachers and students at a few tables nearby chatting with each other from the beginning to the familiar. She thought to herself that the saplings were growing vigorously, but the beggar was no longer there.

"Thank you, thank you..." Kanae Ishizumi couldn't help but shed tears: "This is the most precious gift."

When the painting was auctioned off by Amamiya Konma, she would definitely not be able to get in touch with someone of the richest man's level. Moreover, she wanted to buy back her grandmother's masterpiece, but she did not have the financial resources... Amamiya Konma spent a lot of money back then.

He bought the painting for 100 million and donated the money to the government.

The banquet went smoothly as planned, and Himeno, who was startled just now, finally recovered. She used her skills as a social butterfly and began to get to know the painters, politicians and businessmen who were active in Hokkaido.

Occasionally, people come to toast at the ladies' table at Table 1, and most of them toast to Kanae... After all, she is the organizer and the president of the Painters Association.

To Qihaiye's surprise, when the meal was coming to an end, Ishizumi Kazuta, who had regained his composure, came back with a group of fellow disciples.

Qihaiye looked at the aggressive crowd and elegantly picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Why, it wasn't noisy enough?"

"I heard from Kanae that you brought back the teacher's last calligraphy." Kazuta stood there with a solemn expression: "I am a person who sticks to one code after another. I won't tell you anything about the painting beforehand. I thank you!"

"

As he spoke, he picked up an unopened bottle of red wine on the table, bit the cork with his teeth, and drank half of the bottle.

The brothers and sisters around also came with glasses of wine. The eldest brother took the lead and drank the wine in one gulp.

Qihaiye glanced at them and said softly: "It really hasn't changed at all from how stupid it was back then."

Even as she said this, she still drank all the wine in the glass.
Chapter completed!