When "5 Centimeters per Second" premiered in Tokyo, Cheng Xiaoyu returned to the city after ten months. Kitagawa Yoshito came to pick him up at the airport. The two hugged at the airport, as if they hadn't seen each other for many years. Kitagawa was with Cheng Xiaoyu

He patted his back twice and whispered in his ear: "Xiaoyu Jun, I am really happy to see that this girl like you has not broken her legs and has become more handsome!" This is when the two of them were escaping underground.

The first meeting after the parking lot.

Cheng Xiaoyu was also filled with emotion. He saw outside the huge floor-to-ceiling bay window of Narita Airport that the sky was bluer, the clouds were whiter, and the sun seemed to be more dazzling. He squinted and said: "Yi Renjun, I didn't expect you to be a lolita."

There are many words to say that this is still the case when you are raised to be a control person."

Kitagawa Yoshito laughed "haha", still looking like a dandy. He was wearing a fancy black and white striped tuxedo, a pink silk scarf tie, and his crocodile leather shoes shined against the bright floor. He invited

Holding Cheng Xiaoyu's arm and walking out, followed by two bodyguards in black suits, he attracted attention at the crowded Narita Airport.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't bring much with him, and there were only four people accompanying him. His suitcase was in the hands of his male assistant, but now he also has an additional secretary.

Kitagawa Yoshito glanced at Duanmu Linsha, who was following Cheng Xiaoyu and was wearing a OL outfit and black stockings and high heels, and said loudly: "You are really beautiful. Where did you abduct this beauty from?" I said hello just now.

At that time, he judged that none of Cheng Xiaoyu's entourage could speak Japanese, and he arranged the translator for Cheng Xiaoyu. Naturally, he did not shy away from talking to Cheng Xiaoyu in Japanese.

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little confused when he thought about this, and said speechlessly: "Don't talk nonsense, that's my classmate, and my friend is still working part-time as my secretary." Cheng Xiaoyu didn't understand why Su Yuxi arranged for Duanmu Linsha to be his secretary.

, he thought Su Yuxi would assign a male secretary to him based on his personality, but to his surprise, she assigned Duanmu Linsha instead.

Kitagawa Yoshito smiled evilly and said: "Part-time secretary? This is a bit ambiguous! It seems that I should arrange a room with Japanese characteristics for you today."

Cheng Xiaoyu bumped Kitagawa Yoshito with his shoulder and said, "You think I am you! I am very pure!"

Kitagawa Yoshito said with a fussed look on his face: "Oh my God, Xiaoyu-kun, you can't be a virgin after going through so many things, right? It's incredible!"

Kitagawa Yoshito spoke a little loudly, and many Japanese people around him turned to look at him, which made Cheng Xiaoyu blush. Fortunately, he happened to walk out of the airport arrivals floor at this time, which alleviated some of his embarrassment.

It was already a bit hot in Tokyo in June, and the afternoon sun illuminated the sky with light clouds and gentle breeze. Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at the Narita City that appeared in front of him. It seemed that he had awakened from the pain and was glowing with vigorous vitality. He gently

He sighed: "It's good to be alive."

Kitagawa Yoshito personally opened Les Les's car door for Cheng Xiaoyu and said: "It's not enough to live, we have to enjoy life! Tonight I must take you to a place so that you can reach the real paradise on earth."

Cheng Xiaoyu glanced at Duanmu Linsha next to him, and just smiled and shook his head.

Kitagawa and Cheng Xiaoyu were in a car, followed by two Mercedes-Benzes. The car drove forward, and Kitagawa closed the window between the driver's cab and the back seat, forming a private space in the back compartment.

Cheng Xiaoyu pressed the curtains on the car window and looked out the window. There were many traces of the disaster along the way. Even after such a severe earthquake and tsunami, there were still tall or short houses of different eras here. Those buildings looked like waterlogging disasters.

After that, it was like a new crop of crops growing vigorously on the fertile soil, and it was growing again.

The repair and reconstruction of the city are also the continuation and growth of life and culture. Some people compare architecture to solidified music, so the city should be a solidified movement. At this moment, this destroyed movement is being recomposed.

Kitagawa Yoshito looked at Cheng Xiaoyu's silent eyes looking out the window and smiled: "Actually, I don't want to see you! I went to Shanghai last time and didn't call you. Maybe I didn't want to touch that memory.

!But the past is like this. When you want to remember it, you find that you have almost forgotten it. When you want to forget it, it keeps lingering in your mind, making you feel uneasy."

For Kitagawa Yoshito, the past is too heavy, and not all the past is worth remembering. He is often frightened awake in the middle of the night, and many memory fragments shine sharply in the night, cutting off what little integrity he has left.

Hurt, the more you want to forget, the clearer those memories become. Not to mention forgetting, you can't even escape.

But this memory has a completely different meaning to Cheng Xiaoyu. It makes Cheng Xiaoyu understand that life is about subtraction. If you meet once, you will lose one, and your life will be reduced to a negative number even without warning. People may not have a chance to survive.

When we grow old, the only thing we can control is this moment. For him, that disaster was the temper of life and a sweet memory.

The memories of the two people are completely different. The reason for this is naturally because of something called "love".

Cheng Xiaoyu smiled and said: "Hey! Why are you so heavy all of a sudden? It's not like your style! By the way, didn't you say that someone wrote a novel about our underground experience? Was it written by Miss Morimoto or Miss Aso?

written?"

The things mentioned by Cheng Xiaoyu also made Kitagawa quite depressed. He said: "Aso Jun wrote it. She said that if she didn't write it, she wouldn't be able to live. But don't worry, she won't reveal her identity and ours. Speaking of which, it's okay."

I really envy your sister. She has such a good thing like amnesia. How I wish I had amnesia too."

Cheng Xiaoyu was still a little worried, frowning and said, "Can you give her a sum of money and tell her to stop writing?"

Kitagawa Yoshito sighed and said helplessly: "If she wants money, just ask her. Maybe you can persuade her in person, and it will be effective. After all, she should be more afraid of you."

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little speechless. He didn't expect that Kitagawa would dare to make such a joke. He said helplessly: "This is really a troublesome matter. Writing it down will not benefit anyone!" The reason why he was nervous was because he really didn't want to make any mistakes.

Let Su Yuxi recall those dark pasts.

Kitagawa did not know what Cheng Xiaoyu was thinking, and said: "I can also understand that feeling. For her, writing memories into stories may really become stories, and confusing memories may make her life easier.

We have to be considerate, but don’t worry, she promised not to reveal her identity, and I believe she can keep her promise."

Cheng Xiaoyu could only say: "I hope so!"

Then Kitagawa said with a smile: "By the way, I'm getting married soon! I must come to attend then!"

This news surprised Cheng Xiaoyu. He exclaimed "Ah!" and then said a blessing from the bottom of his heart: "Congratulations! Is the target Miss Morimoto?"

Kitagawa Yoshito sneered at Cheng Xiaoyu's speculation and said, "How could it be that woman? I gave her a large sum of money and asked her to live in the United States. I went to the United States some time ago to arrange this matter. The person I am getting married to is Tomomi.

After the earthquake, I tried my best to get her out of the Geisha Club, because her parents died in the earthquake, otherwise I really couldn't do it. Now I am the only one left to take care of her. She is now reading

I'm in high school, I'm going to be sixteen soon, and I will marry her on her birthday."

Of course Cheng Xiaoyu knew that it couldn't be Miss Morimoto, but the only one he knew was Miss Morimoto. He smiled and said with some envy: "Congratulations to you, isn't there anyone who objects?"

Kitagawa Yoshito sighed helplessly and said: "Of course there is, so I haven't told it everywhere yet. Anyway, I can be considered a celebrity. I will tell you only now. Maybe you and I will be the only ones who come to participate.

I am almost 40 years old, and I feel that it is a bit outrageous to marry a 16-year-old girl! But I no longer want to wait until she grows up. I feel that I cannot afford to wait. When I was a child, I often felt bored and looked forward to it.

Growing up. Now that I am about to grow old, I yearn to return to my childhood. Sometimes I am anxious and don’t know how to live in the future, so I forget the life in front of me. I live neither for the present nor the future, and forget that I am just a mortal.

, so I will die. Now I have figured it out. Life does not need to be thrilling or colorful. Plain and stable is the long-lasting happiness. "It is also rare for Kitagawa to have someone who can express his true feelings,

This person must be trustworthy, have a lower status than him, and must not have much interaction with him in life, so Cheng Xiaoyu became the most suitable candidate.

Cheng Xiaoyu listened to Kitagawa Yoshito's heartfelt confession with mixed feelings in his heart. For him, Kitagawa Yoshito was worthy of his envy, "Don't talk about so many vicissitudes of life, just be content! At least you can still choose."

Kitagawa Yoshito smiled "hehe" and said, "Oh! I'm sorry, I hurt you. Thinking about you, I am indeed very lucky."

While the two were talking, the car drove into Tokyo. At this moment, Tokyo is far from restoring its exquisite makeup. Only the Tokyo tree has been re-righted. At this moment, Tokyo lacks the prohibitive extravagant smell and has more of a sense of luxury.

The desolation that makes people feel pity after being devastated.

The crowds in Tokyo are still turbulent, but the prosperity it can temporarily show to people is far less than its original prosperity, and the heaviness behind this small slice of prosperity is something Cheng Xiaoyu cannot feel.

The faces of pedestrians on the street were still indifferent, their steps were still hurried, and after the traffic lights, there was still a steady flow of people. He looked at the Sky Tree still standing and thought about whether he would choose to come to Tokyo during the earthquake even if he could predict the future.

It seems he still does.
Chapter completed!