"You said, I picked up my phone and ran out in a hurry this morning?" Mika Igarashi asked Jinguji Kiyohime while eating.
"yes."
"Then do you remember what I said before I ran out?"
"Let me think about it."
Jinguji Kiyohime put down Taiko, frowned slightly, and began to try hard to recall the conversation with Igarashi Mika in the morning.
"You asked me... what to do? Then, I said to prepare breakfast as usual, and you ran out... It's like this every time, I have breakfast alone... It's really..."
Igarashi Mika suddenly stopped holding Kuaizi's hand.
Is this the case every time?
Obviously, I have been living at home, why did Qingji say such things?
Jinguji Kiyohime lowered her head and prepared to continue eating.
Suddenly, she thought of something.
"Yuhua, please practice calligraphy with me today."
How can Igarashi Mika be in the mood to practice calligraphy?
She wants to find her lost memory.
I clearly know that I have forgotten it, but I can't remember it no matter how hard I try...
This feeling is so uncomfortable!
Just when she was about to reject her friend's invitation and seek help from her mother, she suddenly felt a tremor in her heart.
It seems that if she refuses, she will miss a very important clue.
So, Igarashi Mika nodded.
"Okay. We haven't practiced calligraphy together for a long time..."
[I’m not good at much, but I happen to know a little bit about calligraphy.]
"Royal flower? Royal flower?"
In the middle of her words, Jinguji Kiyohime waved in front of the stunned Igarashi Mika, who suddenly grabbed her hand with force.
"Qing Ji, let's compete in calligraphy!"
Although her palms were a little painful from being held, Jinguji Kiyohime just smiled softly.
"OK."
Igarashi Mika took her hand and stood up.
"Come!"
"Wait a minute, the meal hasn't been served yet..."
“I’ll eat it later!”
Seeing that her friend was so impatient, Jinguji Kiyohime thought to herself: Mika wants to practice calligraphy so much today.
Obviously, after losing so many times, she never wants to practice again...
Huh?
Will Ohana lose?
Isn't calligraphy what she's good at?
The girl frowned, a little confused.
However, when Mika Igarashi walked to the bookcase, her brows relaxed.
You have to collect the words "royal flower" carefully.
Studying ink quietly, Igarashi Mika was thinking about what to write better.
Thinking that her friend's favorite tea was her favorite, she had an idea.
So, the girl picked up a pen and wrote a few Chinese characters on the rice paper.
[The superior one gives birth to rotten stone]
("The Classic of Tea": The upper ones produce rotten rocks, the middle ones produce gravel soil, and the lower ones produce loess.)
Although she had not written for a long time in her memory, Igarashi Mika did not feel that she was unfamiliar. Moreover, she always felt that her calligraphy this time was much better than before...
"Yuhua, your words..."
Hearing her friend's voice, Igarashi Mika raised her eyebrows.
"How is it? Isn't it very..."
[Okay] Before she could say anything, Jinguji Kiyohime said: "Why do you feel that your level has dropped?"
Igarashi Mika was stunned for a moment.
"Yeah?"
"Yes, the handwriting you wrote for me last time was much better than now."
The sense of dislocation in Igarashi Mika's heart became more and more serious.
"Do you still have it?"
"of course."
"Can I see it?"
"certainly."
Jinguji Kiyohime walked out of the room.
Igarashi Mika looked at the design style of the study, and the more she looked at it, the more strange she felt.
Qing Ji obviously likes to hang some famous calligraphy and paintings in the study, but why is there nothing in this room?
Moreover, I am not used to using the book eucalyptus, and it is obviously higher than the one at home.
Qing Ji has grown taller recently?
Also, Kiyohime said my level has dropped?
what happened?
Mika Igarashi was filled with doubts, and she looked around in the study.
I always feel that there are traces of another person's life here.
"Royal flower."
Jinguji Kiyohime came back with a few words in her arms.
The two of them cleaned up the bookcases and spread out the letters brought by Jinguji Kiyohime.
The first inscription is "The superior is born of rotten stone".
Igarashi Mika looked at the signature and saw that it was her own name.
But she had no impression of writing such a word.
And, although she didn't want to admit it, given her level of skill, she really couldn't write such words.
Of course, the girl also thought that there might be an extraordinary performance in her lost memory, but when she opened the subsequent words and found that each one was written more perfectly than the last, she gave up this idea.
This is definitely not what I wrote.
But why does it have its own signature?
Suddenly, the ringtone of Jinguji Kiyohime's mobile phone rang.
Jinguji Kiyohime picked up the phone and was a little confused when she saw that the caller was [Mrs. Naoko].
It took her a few seconds to answer the call.
"Hello, Mrs. Naoko, could you please call me, are you okay?"
Sakurai Naoko glanced at her daughter who was sitting in the living room playing games, lowered her voice, and asked cautiously: "Um, Miss Jinguji, may I ask, do you still remember Izumi-san?"
After waiting uneasily for a while, Jinguji Kiyohime's voice sounded.
"Sorry, I didn't hear what you just said."
Maybe the sound is too low?
Thinking of this, Naoko Sakurai asked again in a slightly louder voice:
"Do you still remember Izumi-san?"
This time, Jinguji Kiyohime remained silent for even longer.
Sakurai Naoko guessed: Miss Jinguji must be angry.
After all, she liked Izumi-san so much that she actually asked such a strange and even rude question.
Really...
Yes, maybe Ruizi is joking with me.
What do you mean you don’t know...
how can that be possible!
When Sakurai Naoko was comforting herself, Jinguji Kiyohime's voice rang out.
"Mrs. Naoko, what exactly are you asking? I can't hear you clearly..."
"Oh, that's right, it's Izumi-san..."
"Sorry, maybe your signal is not very good. I will call you later..."
All!
All!
All!
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Sakurai Naoko frowned slightly.
Why did Ms. Jinguji say she couldn’t hear clearly despite having said it several times?
Is the signal bad?
"Qingji, what's wrong?"
Seeing her friend hang up the phone with a helpless look on her face, Igarashi Mika asked with some confusion.
Jinguji Kiyohime sighed.
"Mrs. Naoko, you keep asking some strange questions. Do you remember Wuliwala? Do you remember Wuliwala? I don't understand it at all."
Igarashi Mika's heart moved.
"Mrs. Naoko? Which Mrs. Naoko?"
"Who else? Isn't it Sakurai's mother? You also said that you want to be the adoptive mother of her child or something..."
Igarashi Mika's brain was a little dizzy.
【Mika, is the child of...】
【Do you want to name him?】
【......Yuhua, have you thought of a name?】
Igarashi Mika shook her dazed head vigorously, and then grabbed Jinguji Kiyohime's hand.