Chapter 10
When I was about to leave, Echizen Ryoma called me over, his expression was unusually serious.
"Nana, there is something I want to tell you."
I paused clutching the potato chips, then suddenly lost my composure. "Wait, I don't want to hear it!"
After saying that, he quickly licked the crumbs off his fingers. I covered my ears, shaking my head and muttering, "We are good friends. Please don't destroy our pure friendship. Confess, da-da-da-da-da!"
Echizen Ryoma sneered, stopping my fantasy. "What are you thinking? Me and you? How is that possible?!"
Although, why did you suddenly look disgusted?!
I almost crushed the potato chips and was about to retort when he said:
"Three days ago, Aunt Renzi met Aunt Takahashi."
I paused, my expression becoming bewildered. "Can she be so capable of accurately finding you in a country as vast as Japan? Did she hire a private detective?"
"What are you talking about?"
He glared at me and then spoke in a bad tone,
"I happened to run into Auntie Lunzi on the road and chatted for a while."
I tutted my words and acted uninterested, "Tsk~~ boring."
"But she did mention you. She asked Auntie Lunzi if she had seen you and if she knew where you were now. She wanted to bring you back to live with her."
I paused, staring at him with wide eyes and a look of horror. "Did Aunt Renzi tell her where I was? Could it be that her little daughter is sick with leukemia and they want to drain my bone marrow? Or kidney failure? Are they trying to drain my kidneys? I'm telling you, Echizen Ryoma, you must protect me! If I'm missing a vital part of my body, I'll die with regret and return to haunt you as a ghost..."
"Have you watched too much of the 8 o'clock soap opera?"
He rolled his eyes at me.
"I didn't tell Auntie Lunzi about meeting you, so she doesn't know. Don't worry, your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are all gone... Madamadadane"
I breathed a sigh of relief, lowered my head and started kicking the stones on the ground.
"Just find me, and we'll talk after you find me. I'm living a good life now, and I don't need her to take care of me..."
"Could it be that she is sick and wants me to go back and take care of her?!"
Echizen Ryoma shook his head. "Aunt Renko said she looked rosy and healthy."
My heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down.
We chatted idly until we arrived at my door. A sign hung on the side of the mansion read "Koizumi Residence." This house was purchased privately by my father's sister, Aunt Huimei. I've lived here ever since she brought me back from the United States.
If that person is determined to find me, he'll probably find his way here soon...
I was just about to say goodbye to Ryoma Echizen when the door of the house suddenly opened from the inside. Aunt Huimei, wearing a black windbreaker, came out dragging a suitcase, looking hurried and in a hurry.
"Ah! Nana, you're back!"
When she saw me, her tanned face showed surprise and she hugged me.
"Nana seems to have grown a lot taller... I could have had a month's vacation to spend some quality time with Nana, but suddenly I got a new job that requires me to go to Africa again..."
An apologetic look appeared on the woman's face.
Over the years, I have become accustomed to Aunt Huimei's hurried comings and goings. She is a very talented botanist and zoologist, well-known in domestic and international academic circles. She is often invited to various places to give lectures and conduct research, and most of these places are countries and regions where nature has not yet been destroyed, such as Africa... She would be gone for two or three months at a time. Of course, Aunt Huimei was worried about me as a young child, so she asked a housekeeper to help take care of me until I entered the third year of junior high school.
But usually, whenever she is on vacation, she will stay at home with me. Even if she is working outside, she will often send me messages to show her concern for me, or send me various gifts. So I don’t feel lonely. Instead, I feel that she cares about me very much. This feeling of being remembered at this moment is something that no one has ever given me before.
I cherish the days I spent with Aunt Huimei and understand the hardships she endures at work, so I simply patted her shoulder and spoke earnestly:
"Aunt Huimei, work hard, we're leaving our family in your hands..."
Aunt Huimei nodded repeatedly, then looked at Echizen Ryoma standing aside, and subconsciously whistled, "Oh wow~ handsome boy~"
Then he winked at me ambiguously, as if to say, "You are so lucky," and said meaningfully, "I won't be home today, no, I won't be home for the next month~"
No, what are you expecting, Aunt Huimei? !
I'm still a junior high school student...
Before I could explain, he kissed me directly, and then, before Echizen Ryoma could react, he also kissed his cheek. He waved his hand and said, "The gifts are all in the living room. Bye, and have fun~"
Then he got in a taxi and drove away.
Ryoma Echizen and I looked at the lipstick marks on each other's cheeks and simultaneously gave each other silent and sympathetic looks.
Ryoma asked, "Has she always been like this?"
I nodded, my tone a little vicissitudes and tired, "Yes."
His sympathetic gaze grew even stronger, "Thank you for your hard work."
I put on a strong smile.
It's not hard work, it's a hard life. (No)
*
After seeing Ryoma Echizen off, I entered the house password and returned home.
Because she was worried that I would be unsafe being alone at home all the time, Aunt Huimei, the housekeeper, spent a lot of money to install a very smart protection and alarm system. Not only was the front door equipped with a very smart door lock and monitoring system that was directly connected to the alarm system, but there was also a very complete smart monitoring system inside.
I once asked Aunt Huimei if this was too exaggerated, but Aunt Huimei looked serious and told me never to underestimate the evil of human nature. It is always better to be on guard than not.
Although I felt something was wrong, I still approved of Aunt Huimei's approach. At least during these years of living alone, the excessive security system made me feel very reassured.
At this time, the coffee table in the living room was filled with gifts, and gift boxes of all sizes almost covered the entire table.
I randomly opened a few of them, and most of them were handicrafts that looked very African, such as colorful chief masks with feathers, small African drums, etc.
What caught my attention was an irregular package that felt heavy in my hand. When I opened it, I found a basin of...
cactus!
The spherical cactus was completely white and furry. When I looked closer, I found that the surface was covered with feather-like thorns, which looked dense and soft... I tried to reach out and touch it, but I didn't feel any prickles at all.
It turns out there are cacti that don’t prick your hands… How amazing…
I took a photo of this cactus and sent it to Senior Cactus.
[I like Fujiya very much: [Picture] [Picture]]
I love Fujiya's cactus: My aunt brought me this as a gift from a business trip. Look! What kind of cactus is this? It's so pretty, and it's not prickly...
After a while, Senior Cactus replied to me:
[Cute Cactus: Well, it is indeed a very beautiful child...]
[Cute Cactus: This is the White Star Cactus, a rather unique species of cactus. Moreover, this cactus also blooms small white flowers, which are very beautiful!]
I really like Fujiya's cactus! Really?! I thought all cacti were hard and prickly... That's cool, but I've never grown a cactus before. I'm not going to kill it, am I?
[Cute cactus: This type of cactus is very easy to grow. Don't worry, the trick is to make sure the soil is loose and breathable, and avoid excessive exposure to the sun and rain to prevent root rot.]
Wow, he really speaks fluently, like a cactus expert.
[Cute Cactus: Look, I also have a pot of white star cactus. ]
Cute cactus: [Image]
I clicked on the picture and saw that it was exactly the same as the one in my hand. Even the flowerpot was very similar, except that mine was a red pot and his was a blue pot.
I feel a strange feeling that I can't explain.
【Cute Cactus: Do you want to give her a name? 】
His question instantly caught my attention: Should we give the cactus a name?
Then what should I call it...
I love Fujiya's: Let's call her Xiaohong! Because of the red pot!
Sorry, I'm terrible at naming...
To avoid embarrassment, I started asking some questions to change the subject. I knew that Senior Cactus had the habit of naming plants, so I asked him back:
[I really like Fujiya: What's the name of that senior's cactus? ]
[Cute cactus: Because it's a blue potted plant, I named it 'Little Blue'. It seems to be similar to the naming method of my junior schoolmate...]
Little Red and Little Blue...
I felt my cheeks getting hot as I read what Cactus-senpai said.
Help, what the hell is this weird feeling of parents naming their children?!
*
And on the other side is Fujizhai.
After typing that sentence, Fuji Shusuke put down his phone and turned the pot of white star cactus on the table to its back. He did have the habit of naming each pot of cactus, and he was even more accustomed to making corresponding nameplates for them to distinguish them. The exclusive nameplate of the white star cactus was on the back.
The word "Bai Xue" was engraved on the small silver metal piece.
He gently took off the small sign, held the white star cactus in his hand, and gently stroked it, as if he were stroking his own child, and whispered softly:
"From now on, you should call me Xiaolan. Xiaolan sounds better."
His eyes were filled with smiles.
"You must like this new name too!"
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