Minamoto Noraimitsu's hand reached out from the quilt, with his eyes half-closed to block the sunlight outside the window. He picked up the phone from beside the pillow, swiped his fingers for a long time before answering the call, and almost hit himself in the face.
"Hey! Ah Guang, are you leaving yet!?"
As soon as I connected the phone, a familiar booming male voice came over.
"Not yet, I just woke up and will leave later."
"Hurry up! Your mother and I are waiting. Have you brought your daughter-in-law?"
"She's coming with me. She'll arrive around noon."
"The quilts have been dried for you. You must come before lunch!"
The brief phone call with his father contained no key information. Most of it was urging Gen Laiguang to take his girlfriend home so that he and his mother could scan it with their eyes as a film.
The two elders were as anxious as if they were getting married again today.
I opened my phone and looked at it. There were several unread messages.
[Liangying Tianhai: Senior, are you going back to your hometown today?]
[Liangying Tianhai: I bought new clothes, do you want to see them, senior?]
I put on my clothes and trousers and yawned and walked to the bathroom to wash up. While brushing my teeth, I looked at the messages sent by Yoshikage Amami. In addition to good morning and good night, they were all kinds of photos in black stockings.
This kind of photo is quite eye-catching.
It soothed Minamoto no Yorimitsu's eyes that had been stung by the morning light just now.
[Minamoto Yorimitsu: Not bad, I will post more. See you when I come back.]
After replying a message, I put my phone next to me.
The phone vibrated quickly, but he didn't look at it.
Once you get it, you will lose most of your interest.
When a man pursues the woman he likes, it is simply a process of conquest. When he is satisfied, he really doesn't care as much as before.
Human nature is what it is and no one is exempt from it.
What's more, his purpose of getting close to Liangying Tianhai was not because of his love and pursuit.
Putting his hands together, he held up cold water and patted it on his face. The water droplets slid down the curve of his face. Minamoto Yoriguang looked at himself in the mirror.
"Looks like he's become more handsome."
His familiar face was reflected in the smooth wash mirror. His facial features seemed to be more coordinated than before. Just looking at his face seemed to be entwined with an unspeakable temperament.
Bookish, profound, mature...
I don't know how to describe Minamoto Yorimitsu, but in short, he is indeed more handsome than before.
After a simple wash, I tidied up my clothes, put on my coat and glanced at the empty room, knowing that Kogi Seimei had already set off.
Aichi Prefecture is far southeast of Kyoto Prefecture and is no longer part of the Kinki area, so Ogi Seimei needs to catch the Shinkansen and is probably already looking at the scenery outside the railway.
[Minamoto Yorimitsu: I will pick you up later.]
I casually sent a message to Sakichu Kodou, and soon received a positive response.
After shopping at the mall yesterday, I went straight back to the Shu Academy. Kogi Seimei finally knew the fact that Yorimitsu Minamoto had a car. After an explanation similar to that given by Masahide Taniwa last time, although the former was shocked, he didn't ask much, just worried.
Is the source of his wealth coming from formal channels?
But seeing Minamoto Yorimitsu's sworn promises, which he had earned through hard work, and the fact that he had never been able to see his people in the past few days, he subconsciously took on the role of business work.
In fact, there is nothing unacceptable.
The advent of the Internet era has created many young rich people, but there are many talented people around them who can rely on themselves. Not all students at Kyoto University have excellent academic ability.
In addition, there are indeed many people around me who are from well-off families.
The gap between rich and poor has been obvious since childhood, and the ability to accept is also very strong.
"I almost forgot about this."
After packing up the things in the room, Minamoto norimitsu's thoughts were a little scattered. Before he picked up the car keys and prepared to go out, he realized that there were still things he hadn't taken, so he went back to the bed and picked up a canvas bag.
He opened the canvas bag and ran through it with his fingers.
Stacks of brand new Yukichi Fukuzawa ran across his fingertips.
The rubbing sensation of the banknote pattern can be clearly heard from the fingertips, the smell of ink is both disgusting and charming, and the educator's forehead pattern printed on it is very obvious.
This is the 10 million I took out yesterday.
I had always planned to send money home but never took action. I thought I would take it with me when I went home this time, so I went to the bank yesterday and directly took out the cash.
Pick up the bag, collect your thoughts, and go straight out.
I had other considerations when I came back to bed yesterday. I already knew from the simulator that Yoshikawa Yumi was angry, so I was afraid that the other party would come over and cause trouble to Xiaomu, who was left alone.
But I didn't see her anywhere last night, so I guess she is in trouble now.
"The weather is not bad today."
Minamoto Yorimitsu squinted at the sky through the shade of the trees, walked towards the car parked within the white dotted line, and soon drove out of the main building of the Academy.
After walking in the direction of the navigation for half an hour, I arrived at Daosheng Apartment in North District around nine o'clock in the morning. I opened the car window to let the breeze flow in, and saw people waiting on the street.
"boom--"
Sakichu Kodou sat in carefully but awkwardly, took the bag off his back and placed it on his lap. His fingers were still not very skilled in hooking the seat belt buckle.
"Why are you wearing your school uniform today?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu turned his head and focused his gaze on Sakichu Koto, and found that she was wearing a dark blue school uniform jacket on her upper body today, and the pure white shirt underneath had a red silk knot at the collar.
The hair seemed to have been freshly washed and there was still moisture present.
The slightly messy hair hangs down on the shoulder pads of the coat, and the originally slender bangs are deliberately parted, revealing the fair cheeks that have been hidden all year round, the delicate and small facial features glowing in the light, and the pursed lips
It is even rarer to wear light-colored lipstick.
His eyes continued to move downward.
The blue, white and black plaid skirt is the standard of Beijing University. It can be seen that every fold is carefully folded, and it does not turn yellow after being worn like the previous clothes.
Move further down.
It is the black silk that reaches to the calf knee.
This seems to be a late summer or early autumn style. The material is thinner than usual. It is tight on the delicate calves, showing hook marks, and the whiteness of the calves is exposed. The color difference is excellent.
The color is lighter and somewhat looming, exuding a glossy black luster.
If Yorimitsu Minamoto's guess is correct.
This should be one of the two she bought yesterday.
"This is the cleanest set of clothes I have..." Sakichu Xiaoteng felt his gaze. Although he was stared at like this every time, his legs would still tighten unconsciously.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu was silent for a moment after hearing this, then he took his eyes away from her, looked forward and said loudly: "I bought you some clothes, but I left them at home and forgot to take them. I'll give them to you when I get back."
He remembered the clothes he went to Isetan with Ryokage Tenkai to buy last time. Among them, the women's clothes were all bought according to Sakichu Koto's size, but they were put in the room of Shugakuin and forgotten.
Now that I have gone out, I can only wait until I come back to give it to her.
"Ah? I, I..."
She subconsciously wanted to refuse.
But as soon as he raised his head, he caught Minamoto Norimitsu's unquestionable gaze, and since he didn't have the chance to hide his face in his bangs today, he immediately lowered his head and acted like a quail.
"Can't refuse me."
"Whoa whoa..."
"Do you have any opinion?"
"I listen to you..."
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