"Mom, what are you reading these two words?" The delicate and lovely girl, like a doll, leaned quietly against her mother's arms, and her big eyes were full of curiosity and excitement.
"Qingxue, this is the place where my father and mother met." She opened her thin lips, soft and sweet voice, and gradually dissipated in the wind.
Their stop has attracted the attention of many students coming and going. Both she and the children in her arms are as beautiful as the people in the picture, which makes people can't bear to be disturbed.
"Mrs. Tezuka." A teacher passed by her and said hello to her in a low voice.
"Hello." The woman nodded to her slightly, with a quiet smile on her face, which reminds people of the four words "peaceful years".
"Shall we go in and find Dad?" The woman's gentle eyes fell on the baby's white and tender face in her arms.
"Well, Muyi wants her father to hug her." The girl's immature voice is full of love and attachment to her father.
This scene is very similar to the day when they first met, but there were no Muyi and their children at that time.
At that time, she and Tezuka were still strangers to each other, or had a secret feeling, but they did not know.
Her story and his story can be traced back to the day when she first entered the youth school 15 years ago.
"Qingxue." The wind blew the girl's black hair up to her waist. The silky hair rose in a beautiful arc in the air and slowly fell. She stopped at the door for a moment and then stepped into the campus.
"Meng Yisi, welcome to Class Six of Year Three, and the class will start tomorrow. Today, you will go to the library to get the textbooks for Grade Three, and then you will get familiar with the campus, OK?"
The head teacher is a gentle female teacher. She looks at the transfer materials and files of Meng Yisi in her hand. Although she is calm and gentle on the surface, she is very agitated in her heart.
This 12-year-old girl jumped directly to Grade 3 of junior high school with almost full marks in all subjects. She had previously studied in junior high school in Shanghai, China, and her performance has always been among the best. What's more surprising is that she was born.
His father was Yoshihiro Yoshimoto, the person in charge of Japan's First Financial Group. Although Yoshimoto Yoshimoto was filled in the column of his mother, everyone in Japan knows that Yoshimoto Yoshimoto has only one only child.
Now there is a daughter who has never heard of before. She is still from China and does not follow her father's surname. There must be many secrets behind this.
The school had already announced to her that the matter of Menyi Si should not be investigated in depth and must be kept secret, so her curiosity could only stop there.
"OK, goodbye, teacher." Men Yisi is not proficient in Japanese. She has lived in China for the past 12 years. Although her father is Japanese and has studied before coming, she is still unfamiliar.
After saying goodbye to the head teacher, she left the office.
"Huizi, is she a skip student transferred from China? She is so beautiful." The male teacher at the next table could not help talking with her head teacher after MenYiSi went out.
"Yes, it's also the first time I've seen such a beautiful girl since she was only twelve years old." Huizi sighed. Although Menyisi's facial features have not yet fully grown, every part is so natural, exquisite and beautiful, and her skin is also white and delicate.
Especially those eyes, warm and bright, as beautiful as stars, with those long eyelashes as light as butterfly wings, are enough to impress people. It can be said that the first look at her can make people unforgettable in this life.
But being too beautiful may not be a good thing sometimes.
She can imagine what a sensation MenYiSi will cause when she officially appears on the campus at the beginning of school tomorrow.
"Did the head teacher see it?" The man's deep voice was filled with some undisguised concern, but MenYiSi chose to ignore that love. His much for her was due to his guilt for his mother.
"Well, I have to go to pick up books, and I will hang up the phone if I have nothing to do." Men Yisi has just left the teaching building, because school has not yet started, there are not many people in the school, only some students who come to participate in community training.
She is a road addict. In addition, she is her first time to study in Qingxue, so she doesn't know where the library is.
Looking around while walking, I want to ask someone for directions.
"Tomorrow I will let Xiange take you to school. Also, it is almost a week since you arrived in Japan, when are you going home?" The man put down the document in his hand, and his eyes became deep, with a little dissatisfaction and anger.
"No need. Home? Do I still have a home?" MenYiSi stopped. The word home is ironic and strange to her at this moment.
"Menyi Si! I'm your father! Watch your attitude!" Yuangao Yilang dropped his pen and his voice rose uncontrollably, with overwhelming dignity and anger.
Yuangaoyilang has been in shopping malls for so many years, but his momentum is not comparable to that of ordinary people. His anger made the secretary who had planned to enter the office pause and stay outside.
"Go ahead." Yuanxian Song pushed her glasses on her nose and smiled at the secretary beside her, calming her uneasy heart.
"Yes." The secretary nodded, turned and left the office. The young man's handsome face was quiet, and his eyes were light and deep, which made people unable to see through the hidden emotions.
"Father, this word is really strange." MenYiSi Meili's face was not in the slightest mood. She hung up the phone after saying that and put her mobile phone into the bag. No matter how the bell rang, she chose to ignore it.
"Dad, Menyi is just a child. What happened five years ago has stimulated her too much. Besides, her grandfather has just passed away. It's normal to feel bad. We are her only remaining relatives in the world. She doesn't want to accept it. It's understandable that she has resistance."
Yuanxian Song waited until it was quiet inside. When there was no sound, he pushed the door of the office and walked in.
"What about you, Xiange? Can you accept this half sister?" Yuangao Ichiro's mood has eased. He can plan everything in his life, but this mother and daughter have kept him out of control.
"Dad, Menyi is my younger sister, and I just want to be an elder brother that she can rely on." Yuanxian Ge is five years older than Menyi Si. Without the childishness of children, Yuanxian Ge is more calm as a teenager, just like his father.
"In my whole life, if I owe your mother, I can use the rest of my life to repay it, but what I owe to Asi's mother will never be paid back."
The man stood up from the table and walked slowly to the French window. He sighed. For the first half of his life, he didn't know how to love his daughter, and for the second half of his life, he was really embarrassed and helpless.
"Mom, she doesn't blame you, but Aunt Menyi, I don't know." Yuanxian Song understood his father's inner pain. Few people knew about the past ten years ago, and his parents never mentioned it to him.
What he knew was that the mother of Qianmen Yisi died suddenly in the Grand Slam final five years ago, leaving behind the seven year old Menyi. At that time, he knew that he still had a sister.
Her mother is a world-famous professional tennis player, and also a dancer, Men Yijing.
"Asi and her mother are so similar in appearance and character. I only hope that she can be safe and sound. You are brother, and you should take good care of your sister. Even if I am not here, you should also protect her life." Yuan Gaoyilang turned around, and his sharp eyes fell on his son behind him.
"Dad, I will." Yuanxian Song nodded, eyes burning, serious and firm.
The year when she was seven years old was like a nightmare for Meng Yisi. Those memories, sadness and pain seemed to be imprinted in the deepest part of her mind, which could not be forgotten in her whole life.
When she dreamt at midnight, she often couldn't tell which memories were real and which ones she should face.
In that year, my mother died suddenly, and my uncle Jimo took his elder brother Heng away from home. So far, there has been no news. The originally happy home has been broken up in an instant.
Grandfather also told her that his biological father was not Jimo uncle, but a very important Japanese. It took seven year old Menyisi a year to accept these facts.
Even if her father sent someone to pick her up in China, she still chose to stay with her grandfather, who was left with only one family member. How could she abandon him.
She didn't come to her father until her grandfather died a month ago.
MenYiSi unconsciously went astray, and the noise around and the familiar sound of hitting made her return to reality from memory.
"Be careful!" Before Meng Yisi could react, the oncoming ball directly knocked her to the ground. The strength and force of the ball made her white skin under the air bangs instantly red and swollen, and the pain was unbearable.
The sudden sharp pain made her eyes burst with tears, blurring her sight. "Aaron, he said that you should control your strength. How can you be so fierce?" A lively male voice and some footsteps came from his ear.
"Do you have anything to do? You didn't wear school uniforms, weren't you a student of our school?" Another male voice, Menyi Si, was very firm when she touched. She didn't recover for a long time, let alone talk to them.
She has been covering her forehead with her hand. After a while, the pain gradually eased. Men Yisi slowly put down her hands, looked up and looked at the four boys around her. They were all stunned for a moment. They had only one idea in their mind. The girl was really beautiful.
Ju Wan was the first to react. He looked at Menyi Si's swollen forehead and felt a little guilty. If Aron had not been stimulated, it would not have made a good girl suffer from this disaster.
"It's OK." MenYiSi slowly stood up from the ground, blinked and still wet eyes, looked at the surrounding environment. "Is this the tennis club?"
She felt that she might run too far.
"Yes, where are you going?" Peach City rubbed her head and asked, "Library." The girl thought she was lost anyway, so she might as well ask the way by the way, which would not let her suffer in vain.
"The library is quite far away from here. I'll take you there and check the infirmary by the way." Ju Maru said quickly, fearing that this good job would be taken away.
"What are you doing here?" At this time, a serious and cold voice came from behind them. The four people cooled their backs and slowly turned around to look at Tezuka and Bu'er behind them.
MenYiSi didn't know why, but she caught the sight of Tezuka. For the first time, she met a junior high school student with such a strong aura. Although she seemed to be a few years older than her, she instinctively feared. This boy's aura is inaccessible.
"Captain, I hurt the girl carelessly just after practicing, so I came out to apologize." Peach City hurriedly explained, and I could not hide my awe in my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Tezuka. I didn't control my strength when I played. I hurt others by mistake and caused trouble to everyone." Takashi Kimura touched the back of his head to take responsibility.
"The elder of Hecun, it's the boy from Peach City who deliberately provoked you. Why should he carry the blame for him?" Haitang, who has been silent, said. He looked at Peach City, his eyes were dark and cold with some ferocity.
"You stinky snake, do you want to fight?" They were about to fight.
"Sorry, I went to the wrong place to disturb your practice." Men Yisi saw that the atmosphere was getting worse and worse. Tezuka's eyes were more fierce and serious than before, and the air pressure around her gradually decreased, almost falling to freezing point.
Although he is handsome, he seems to have a cold face and a bad personality.
"No two, take her to the infirmary. Four of you will be punished for 20 laps off the playground!" Finally, when the air pressure was already too low, Tezuka said, no one dared to argue again this time, and all of you obeyed the order.
"Don't bother. I will deal with it myself. Please tell me where the library is." Men Yisi thought that this slight wound would be better after a while, and she didn't need to go to the clinic so much trouble.
Moreover, the president's face was really ugly, and the strong aura around her made her feel a bit depressed.
"It doesn't matter. I'll take you there. Don't care about Tezuka. He's always like this." Bu Er looks at Tezuka and walks up to Men Yisi. His voice is gentle and beautiful. The whole person looks so warm and elegant, which makes people relax quickly.
"Thank you." Menyisi thanked him and walked slowly behind him and left the court.
"No two, this boy is really blessed." Gan pushed his glasses, picked up his pen and wrote in his notebook.
