The light from the stars ripples in the huge old house in the mountains and forests, like water mist, like honey locust. It is not too late yet, and people can be seen walking in twos and threes along the road of this quiet old house. Wearing kimonos and clogs,
Equipped with a short sword and dressed in the customary samurai attire, in the courtyard with lights everywhere, a quiet and ancient Japanese song could be faintly heard.
"...The river beach is clear and clear, with catalpa trees growing on it. It's so quiet at night, I can hear thousands of birds chirping... This is my favorite song that describes the scenery of the Yoshino River. What do you think of it, Nishida-kun?"
"It is an eternal quatrain in itself, coupled with the singer's singing skills and artistic conception, it is really one of the most classic Japanese songs. However, personally, I prefer some short songs by Wakayama Mishui..."
"I know that there is a singer in Shinjuku who sings Wakayama's songs very well. If I have time someday, I would like to listen to it with Nishida-kun..."
These are the words of two men walking on the road. We don’t need to understand the specific meaning. We only need to know that they are meeting a prostitute in a more elegant way and are not homosexual. The name of the two people talking is Sato Buntaro, who is currently in the month of May.
Among the younger generation of the Chi family, they are quite promising. Another person named Naoya Nishida is an agent who has only joined the Tsukichi family in recent years. He has outstanding loyalty and has recently made many contributions in various tasks. Although
Judging from the time, he is still a newcomer, but he is already very valued.
Birds of a feather flock together and people belong to groups, and they are all relatively outstanding young people. Buntaro has a pretty good relationship with him. A few months ago, he and he jointly completed a mission in the field. Today, he came back and made a report to the headquarters.
At this time, I just returned to Yuechi's old house in Neiwei, and we had a lot of fun talking with each other along the way.
The atmosphere inside Yuechi's house was peaceful, with lights shining out from each courtyard, and shadows on the road. Even though it was a summer night, it didn't seem hot when surrounded by trees. Several young people who came towards him greeted Buntaro.
. Turning a road, because a car passed by, the two people stood at the corner for a moment. Buntaro looked at a yard not far away for a while. The yard was dark and had no lights. Yu Shou Cang died four years ago.
.This small courtyard has almost become a forbidden area for the Yuechi family.
"I heard that Sato-kun was against Miss Kaoru..."
"...Have you seen her?"
"When I passed by her at the beginning of this year, she was sweeping the floor in the yard and I took a look at her from a distance." Naoya Nishida smiled, "She is really a girl as clear as jade."
"Yeah..." Buntaro sighed. "Let's go."
"Sato-kun and Kaoru-san grew up together?" After turning around the path, Nishida started talking again. Buntaro nodded.
"My childhood sweetheart," Nishida sighed. "Can you tell me about her?"
"interested?"
"Interested." He smiled and nodded. "No matter what, she is such a beautiful girl."
"Actually, there isn't much to say. Her personality has been relatively strong since she was a child. Since the death of my wife, the head of the family didn't care much about her. She became cold. Later, she went to China and something happened. After she came back...
…It’s become like this…”
"China?"
"Xitian Jun has heard of it, right? The person who killed Yu Shoucang was her teacher."
"Oh?" Naoya Nishida's eyes lit up, "That person now..."
"He must be dead." Buntaro smiled, "Xun fell in love with that person, so after he came back, he has been unwilling to contact others. Even the engagement with Takamagahara is just symbolic now. That's all.
In this state, it has been four years..."
Talking to the other party about Xun, Buntaro lost his interest for a while. Soon after, the two parted ways at the intersection and went in different directions. All the way back to the small courtyard where he lived, he sat on the corridor,
Looking at the stars in the sky, he looked slightly sad.
Four years is enough time for a person to truly mature from a young age. It is also enough time for a person to truly see the gap between obsession and reality. It is the first time to kill someone and the first time to steal something needed from a well-guarded place.
Items, things are easier than imagined. This is the result of years of hard work. There were times when I was arrogant, but gradually it settled down and I was able to see the distance between myself and others more clearly. I remember four years
The autumn before last, Kaoru, accompanied by Masanori Tenyu, returned to Tokyo from China. From then on, he began to live in the small courtyard in an almost reclusive manner. He occasionally came out to sweep the floor and exercise, sometimes in the early morning before dawn.
When it is bright, someone will suddenly see her figure in the dense forest of Yuechi's house, and then disappear again. Sometimes she will go to the periphery of the monitors and suddenly appear on a certain screen, which often distracts people.
I was startled and looked like a ghost, so I filled up the blind spots of several monitors.
During that initial period, every morning, dusk, and noon, she would go to the Yuechi family dining hall to eat. Sometimes in rainy or snowy weather, if she was lucky, she would see the girl quiet when passing by the small courtyard.
Buntaro once saw the scene of her sitting on the corridor in her room. When the heavy rain came, she sat on the corridor and ate the rice ball in her hand in small bites, chewing slowly, blending perfectly with the surrounding environment.
However, the scene of eating with extreme care and not wasting every grain of rice gives people the feeling that it is not so much enjoying lunch, but rather an act of trying to maintain one's life by eating.
That's all.
Although it is weird, almost everyone has this perception more or less. Every movement of such a beautiful and almost perfect girl has a kind and pleasing beauty, and it blends into the whole world.
One body, but every movement she makes is restored to its original meaning. Every grain of rice and every dish that enters the mouth is just to be broken down and absorbed to maintain the continuous operation of this body.
In this sense, she has almost become a simple animal, even though every move she makes makes people feel extremely graceful.
She stopped talking, didn't talk to anyone, her meals were delivered to the small courtyard, and she spent less time going out. She only showed up occasionally, sitting on the corridor. Cleaning in the courtyard, and
Standing in the woods, looking at the scenery somewhere on the top of the mountain. Just like paper, there are still some words at first, then the words gradually fade and become pure white paper, and then the white paper itself will fade away, and so on.
Transparency. Even the concept of transparency is gradually disappearing. It seems that when she occasionally appears in the yard to clean fallen leaves, the people around her disappear one by one, and eventually the whole world becomes quiet.
, even she will perish.
Gradually, she gave people this kind of feeling.
As his fiancé, Tianyu Zhengze came here several times, and gradually he became helpless. He was probably helpless. Two years ago, he roughly understood what happened in China. That night, he got drunk and rushed into the small courtyard.
The silent girl spoke a lot in front of her. Then she became emboldened by the wine and reached out to hug her. At that time, the girl waved her hand and extinguished the lamp next to her.
The first thought that flashed through his mind at that time was that Xun was shy. Fortunately, his years of training saved him. The next moment, he was knocked out and the wall of the house was completely broken.
The girl's energy and energy were condensed in the darkness, and the full blow was like the sea at night. One moment it was calm, and the next moment a tsunami-like murderous intent surged out. If it hadn't been for a hasty fight with both hands, this power would have been
It will explode directly in the chest. I'm afraid it's really doomed.
Under the moonlight that night, when he fell in the small courtyard and watched the girl open the door, put on her shoes, and walk towards him like a quiet god of death, the silver light falling on the girl clearly told him
, the distance between them has really become a chasm that cannot be narrowed.
Childhood sweethearts...
Thinking about these things, he stood up from the corridor and walked to the room with simple furnishings. After a moment, he pulled out an old small iron box and took out a yellowed old photo. Under the dim light of the stars.
, there are many children in the photo, because the scene is too big, each of them looks too small, as small as the place in the memory that has been washed away by time. Only in the corner of the photo can he find that place.
The photo of the girl who was not only beautiful but also had a slight smile was blurry, but he could clearly tell that the little girl was indeed smiling.
Ninja training has always been very boring since he was a child, and he didn't have many opportunities to take photos. This is the only photo he has of Kaoru.
He thought that there was indeed a time when the distance between him and Xun was not that big. When everyone was still young, before Xun's mother died, or before Xun went to China, the distance between them was not that big.
Yuan, at that time, Xun admired him and envied him. He always enjoyed this kind of gaze. Occasionally he wanted to help each other, but always gave up because of poor results. Xun was a little girl with no talent.
, he thought so at that time.
Now that I think about it, I may not have had a good impression of Xun at that time. I was too proud as a child. If I could enjoy that kind of gaze less, it would have really helped Xun. If I could face this clearly at that time.
Once you have a good impression, everything will be different now. Life is like this, it keeps leaving an unchangeable mark on you. Once the mark is left, if you miss it, no matter how close we were at the time, it will never be the same in the future.
No chance to make amends...
"Sato, Sato..." In the darkness, someone shouted on the road outside. He thought for a while, put the photo in his hand back into the iron box, gathered his mood, and walked out of the room. The man outside the courtyard looked like he was
About to leave: "Here, why didn't you turn on the light? I thought you weren't back."
"Just arrived."
"Everyone is waiting for you. You want to tell us about this operation, haha..." The man whispered, "We have prepared several bottles of good wine..."
Since training since childhood, Buntaro has a good relationship with these people. He walked shoulder to shoulder towards the appointed place and listened to the person next to him talking about the trivial matters of the recent period: "Qingye and the others can't come over. They are very busy outside. I heard
There has been some problem with Chiying Weaving's stock recently, and they haven't come back yet at this time today..."
Along the way, he passed the small courtyard where Xun lived. Just like the time he passed by before, it was dark inside with no lights on. Xun must have fallen asleep. Thinking about this, he was slightly distracted. The person next to him looked at
His expression: "You still don't know about Xun, do you?"
"What?"
"Really don't know? I thought you would know something about your level. Xun went out yesterday."
"What did you say!"
Buntaro raised his voice, and the man repeated it again: "She went out. I heard she went to Tokyo. It has been four years. This is the first time she has left here. I don't know what happened. I really want to go and see it."
How about...? Let's go there together tomorrow and look for her?"
Okay, I admit that I went to watch World of Warcraft. I am guilty and I repent...