Chapter 1: Came for her overnight
In Kyoto, cicadas are chirping in midsummer.
Ningfang Garden, located within the Second Ring Road, has winding paths and is shaded by green bamboos.
The broken golden sunlight turns into garlands all over the ground, the iron horses on the eaves jingle, and the lotus breeze from Shichahai in the distance relieves the summer heat.
Walking through the corridors and windows, you can see the golden nanmu wood blocking the windows and the twisted Podocarpus trees that are like clouds, some of which are hidden and some are leaky.
The charm and texture of Chinese aesthetics make people feel calm and peaceful unconsciously.
Every inch of space reflects the family's heritage.
The driver, Uncle Zhang, opened the car door for her. Shi Ye thanked him and took the umbrella herself.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang. I can do it myself. Please take precautions against heatstroke when it's hot."
The girl's voice is gentle and light, like a breeze on your face in the hot summer.
Eight years of nourishment from the Jiangnan soil and water has made her temperament more gentle.
Her features were like the smudge of ink, her hair cascading down like a waterfall, a mutton-fat jade hairpin tying her hair into a low bun. Her dark eyebrows resembled distant mountains shrouded in mist, her almond-shaped eyes gleaming with light. Her features were delicate and exquisite, her skin whiter than snow, as lustrous as the finest white porcelain from the imperial kilns.
His whole demeanor also reflects the upbringing of a noble family, and when he smiles, his eyes spread out like ripples on a river.
Shi Ye wore a white long dress with exquisite embroidery design, which made her look more graceful. The hem of the skirt reached her ankles, and the light and shadow were faint.
The drooping eyelashes as she walked were like a butterfly perched on a cold branch, silencing all the noise in the world.
…
Walk through the long corridor and enter the main hall.
There are many people in the room and it sounds very lively.
The aunt took the bag from her hand and put it away. While she was changing her shoes at the entrance, her mother had already walked towards her.
"Is it hot? The food is ready. Wash your hands and I'll ask Auntie to start serving the food."
She shook her head, "It's okay, it's not hot. Mom, you don't have to wait for me."
Her grandparents were there too, so there was no reason for them to wait for her, a younger generation.
The two elderly people sitting in the main seat on the sofa smiled kindly. When she passed by the kitchen to wash her hands, she asked her grandmother if she was hungry.
Grandma smiled and pointed to the mung bean soup in her hand.
"I've had enough, go wash your hands quickly, the jujube flower pastry is still hot."
Shi Ye usually likes Sanhe’s hard pastries the most, so of course he was surprised.
"Wow, thank you grandma~"
My steps became faster.
The others also smiled indulgently. The little girl has always been craving this thing and has never been tired of it.
The old woman walked into the restaurant, and the eldest and second brothers helped the aunt serve the dishes.
The mung bean paste was cooked until it was soft and the soup turned red. Shi Ye drank a small bowl of it obediently before dinner because her mother must have said that her face was a little red when she came in.
Sometimes mother’s love really feels like you are cold in winter and warm in summer.
She also ate a small piece of the jujube flower pastry that her eldest brother brought back, and didn't dare let her eat more.
She has a big appetite to begin with, so if she eats too much of the staple food, she definitely won't pick up her chopsticks.
While her second brother was peeling shrimp for her, she also asked him how he was free recently. Preparing for the concert was a chore that took a lot of time and energy.
"Don't peel it yet, I can't eat it anymore."
Shi Che's hands continued to move. "Eat two more. Seafood and fish won't make you fat."
"You can always squeeze in time. You only have one graduation ceremony, and I don't want to miss it."
As soon as the second brother finished speaking, Shi's father took the serving chopsticks and put two more pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs on her plate.
Shiye opened his eyes wide and looked at his father eagerly, "Dad, I can't eat anymore!"
His tone was innocent, just like a wronged little hamster.
Shi's father was unmoved. His daughter was too thin and they had few opportunities to eat together, so he and his wife had to take turns feeding her.
There was nothing she could do here, so Shi Ye looked for her elder and second brothers cleverly.
The eldest and second brothers have always doted on her, so there was no point in talking about principles. When their sister looked at them with her big, watery eyes, they surrendered.
Two pieces of short ribs, no favoritism at all, one piece is just right for each person.
With many children and grandchildren and a harmonious family, Mr. Shi is happy and satisfied from the bottom of his heart.
At their age, their children and grandchildren are their biggest concern.
"Xiaoye, can our family go to your graduation ceremony tomorrow?"
"ah?"
Tokiya's first reaction was, "Grandpa, have you and Dad been invited by the school to present the awards?"
After all, their status and prestige are indeed sufficient, and they are considered to be in the first tier among outstanding alumni.
Everyone at the table laughed, and the girl misunderstood and thought it was a business trip.
"No, we're just going to take a quick family tour of the campus. Grandpa and grandma want to see you take your graduation photos."
Shi's mother also added, "The school is not far away."
"But we haven't really been around school with you these past few years. In fact, Uncle Zhang hasn't picked you up as often as we did."
Sometimes you can hear the love in the monks' words.
Love is always feeling indebted.
He smiled and nodded, "That's great."
"Tomorrow our whole family will go there and tour the campus together!"
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The graduation ceremony begins at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.
Before going to bed at night, she and her mother ironed her bachelor's gown together. Her initials were embroidered on the flowered bachelor's cap.
Wear flowers at graduation and have a bright future.
She lowered her head, and the moment her mother put the ring on her in front of the mirror, Shi Ye saw only pride and appreciation in her mother's eyes.
"Happy graduation, baby!"
Eldest brother Shi Qing brought her some milk and told her to go to bed early today.
In the room, remembering the postponed trip, he called Zhou Junheng to explain.
Although we know each other, the relationship with the Finance Bureau is not as casual as others.
Zhou Junheng had just finished a business trip. He was the head of the Kyoto delegation to the Hong Kong trade fair.
At a time when we are vigorously boosting consumption and expanding domestic and foreign circulation, the responsibility and weight of the Finance Bureau are more prominent.
The first thing to connect with when attracting investment is the wallet.
The Kyoto Finance Bureau is the golden watermelon in the purse, and this unit can be seen in the formulation of documents governing the country's monetary and fiscal policies.
Although the position is at the municipal level, it is directly under the central government.
The weight is equivalent to that of provincial units in provincial capital cities.
The clerks in the unit are equivalent to the office directors and section chiefs in a small local county town, so you can imagine the power of the top leader.
Merchants are profit-oriented and are well aware of the twists and turns.
The last person to be placed under double supervision was 29-year-old Zhou Junheng.
Everyone will privately lament that they are too young. This is a position that many people dream of but will never be able to achieve in their entire lives.
Those who were jealous of him talked about his family background, saying that his ancestors had carried guns and shed blood, and crossed mountains and rivers in straw sandals;
Those who respect him know his ability. He served in the military academy, studied at National Tsing Hua University, and gained experience in the local area. He has made steady progress and achieved results.
There are also those who are eager to win over and make them colleagues or sons-in-law.
Zhou Junheng has all the knowledge, courage and support, and his resume is truly worthy of such a position!
The toasts and conversations with Zhou Junheng never stopped from beginning to end at the dinner.
Some can be pushed away, some cannot be avoided...
The drinking culture that has lasted for thousands of years cannot end completely overnight.
The drinking capacity learned in the army can be said to be no less than that in official circles.
When he received the call, Zhou Junheng took the hangover medicine handed to him by his secretary Zhang Hao.
After drinking the strong-flavored Maotai on an empty stomach, his stomach was not comfortable at all, so he swallowed it with mineral water.
"Hey, Shi Qing."
"Jun Heng, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to delay you. Xiaoye has his graduation ceremony tomorrow morning and I want to accompany him. Are you free the day after tomorrow?"
"It's okay, just move it to the day after tomorrow. Is Xiao's graduation ceremony tomorrow?"
"Well, the family took graduation photos with her."
“…”
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Junheng asked Zhang Hao to book a flight back to Kyoto tonight.
"Director Zhou, all evening flights back to Kyoto now require a transfer, and they arrive in Kyoto at 2 a.m., which is very late."
"The earliest flight tomorrow morning is a direct flight to Kyoto at six, landing at nine. Do you want to come back tomorrow?"
"Book for tonight, it's too late tomorrow."
The man rubbed his brows, feeling a wave of discomfort in his stomach.
The man's shadow was reflected in the car window.
His dark and deep eyes were awe-inspiring without even being angry, so profound that many people couldn't see through them.
The thick yet heroic eyebrows and high nose bridge add three-dimensionality to the whole face and make the contours clear.
The night wind from the half-lowered car window fluttered the man's shirt.
He put his formal suit aside and loosened his tie at the collar of his white shirt.
The hair on his forehead was blown by the wind, and in the fickle light was his smooth and perfect jawline.
It’s no wonder that many people try to match people up again and again, if only appearance is considered regardless of ability.
This is a very fine skin!
The specific details of the night may not be very clear. The city neon lights turn into spots of light, the hustle and bustle of traffic is isolated outside the window, and the man's extraordinary temperament is even more calm.
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