Chapter 82 Chapter 82 He has a home now.
Although Furuya Rei repeatedly requested that Morobushi Kagemitsu be sent back to Nagano, he was still rejected by the latter.
"Zero came to see me yesterday. Did he put down the work at hand temporarily?" Zhu Fujingguang thought about how he tossed and turned in bed last night. He noticed through the crack of the door that a dim light in the living room had been secretly turned on since he didn't know when. It was still not turned off when he finally fell asleep. It was likely that Jōgu Zero was handling work outside and didn't want to be discovered by Zhu Fujingguang.
The distance between Nagano and Tokyo is not short. It takes half a day to go back and forth, which is tiring and wastes Furuya Rei's time, which makes Morufushi Kagemitsu feel quite sorry.
The overprotective blond police officer stared at Morifushi Keimitsu for a moment, pondering. Ultimately, not wanting to burden him too much, he simply walked Morifushi Keimitsu to the station. "I'll keep in touch with you, Hiro. Spend some time with your family."
When Morofushi Kagemitsu boarded the Shinkansen to Nagano alone, he still wore the black baseball cap on his head.
Stared at by the look that said, "If Hiro doesn't wear the hat, I'll just send Hiro back to Nagano," the cat-eyed young man finally couldn't refuse the hat.
Fortunately, there was the long hug at noon. Compared with the initial psychological and physiological resistance to the coffee pheromones, Zhu Fujingguang can now get along with this smell a little.
Thinking of that hug, the fair face hidden by the shadow of the brim of the baseball cap turned red again.
Even though no one could notice his hot cheeks, Zhu Fujingguang couldn't help but bury half of his face in his arms that were resting on the windowsill, leaving only a pair of cat eyes exposed to look at his reflection in the window.
When he noticed that Furuya Rei was crying in the crook of his neck, Zhufu Jingguang was actually deeply shocked.
Although he had guessed that a lot of things might have happened between him and the other party, he did not expect that this young but high-ranking public security officer could be made to cry like this.
Besides being shocked, he also couldn't help but feel sore, weak and distressed in his heart. This instinctive reaction even allowed Zhu Fujingguang to partially ignore the pain brought to him by the coffee pheromones.
It also made Zhu Fujingguang finally realize that Furuya Ling was really important to his original self.
Therefore, when he heard Furuya Rei's confession in his ear and saw those purple-gray eyes looking at him intently with affection, Morofushi Kagemitsu actually wanted to agree directly.
But he was stopped by the confessor.
Regardless of whether this was Fūya Rei's desire to protect, control, or be considerate, Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu thought about his memories that had not yet been recovered, and finally agreed with Fūya Rei's statement.
When he arrived in Nagano and exited the station, he found that Morobushi Takaaki was already waiting there.
As an independent lawyer, Takaaki Morifushi was naturally accustomed to driving around on his own. Therefore, when he learned from Keimitsu Morifushi that the appraisal results were coming back to Nagano to find him, he decided to pick him up at the station without saying a word.
Sitting in Zhufu Gaoming's Citroen CX, the title that was ignored by the Zhufu brothers yesterday, now came out naturally from Zhufu Jingguang's mouth: "Brother."
"...Yeah." Zhu Fu Gaoming still maintained his image of a refined gentleman, and only the slightly trembling ending of his voice revealed his true feelings.
After saying this single syllable, he seemed to feel that this response was too cold, so he softened his tone and said, "Welcome back, Jingguang."
It’s similar to what Zero said... Feeling that he was valued, Zhu Fushiji’s cat eyes bent unconsciously.
The car started, and Zhu Fu Gaoming continued, "My parents were by my side when I received the news, and they were very excited."
Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhu Fujingguang thought of his parents, his hands unconsciously clenching in his lap. He had learned yesterday that his family had been looking for him for over a decade. While Zhu Fujingguang didn't think he was a bad person, he couldn't help but worry that he wasn't what his parents had hoped for, and would disappoint them.
Sensing his brother's nervousness, Zhu Fu Gao Ming told him not to worry about anything. "We've had only one hope for all these years. As long as you're still alive, reuniting with us is secondary. So no matter what you are like, you're still my brother, and you're still my son to my parents."
The Citroën finally passed the same forest as yesterday. Zhu Fu Gaoming took the initiative to explain, "We used to live nearby, but since I graduated, the house has been put aside and is in a bad state. Mom and Dad wanted to come with me to pick you up, but considering the situation at home, they're cleaning it up now."
When talking about "spring cleaning", Zhu Fu Gaoming's tone was slightly smiling.
In his nervousness, he didn't hear his brother's gentle teasing of his equally nervous parents. Zhu Fujingguang felt embarrassed. "Isn't this too much trouble... Can we meet somewhere else? The hotel we stayed at yesterday would be suitable. It's nearby."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Citroën stopped. Before getting out of the car, Zhufu Gaoming said, "After all, this is where you spent eight years with us. You must learn to accept the kindness of your family calmly, Jingguang."
After getting off the bus, Zhu Fujingguang saw a woman wearing a light gray long skirt and a housework hat coming out of the door.
She looked to be around fifty years old, and judging by her facial features, she was quite beautiful when she was young, but her hair had turned gray earlier than her peers. She first glanced at Zhufu Gaoming, and then her eyes instantly turned red when she looked at Zhufu Jingguang.
The footsteps that were originally running straight forward were forced to stop because of the sudden blurred vision.
Then another man of similar age came out. The upturned corners of his eyes, which were almost identical to those of Zhufu Gaoming and Zhufu Jingguang, made Zhufu Jingguang immediately understand the other person's identity. He was his father - but in fact, even without looking at their appearance, Zhufu Jingguang realized the blood bond between them when he saw them.
There are some things that cannot be completely severed by separation and time.
Zhu Fu Jingguang stood there at a loss, not knowing what to say or do for a moment.
Until Zhufu Gaoming sighed silently and gently pushed his brother from behind: "Let's go over there."
When he was held in his parents' warm arms and heard their rapid breathing and sobbing, Zhu Fujingguang finally felt the reality of being reunited with his loved ones, and his eyes belatedly became warm.
He has a family now.
He found out his real name, Zhufu Jingguang.
And Zhu Fu Jingguang now has a home.
“It’s good that you’re back… It’s good that you’re back, Jingguang… My Jingguang…” The mother was choked with sobs and couldn’t utter a complete and coherent sentence, while the father was even more excited than the mother, crying so hard that he couldn’t utter a syllable.
Zhu Fu Gaoming slowly pushed his three closest relatives into the house to avoid being noticed by too many neighbors and becoming local news the next day.
After entering the house, Zhufu Jingguang felt that Zhufu Gaoming was a little modest just now.
Although the house obviously looks old, it is actually well maintained. It has a heavy sense of history, but it does not look shabby. There is not a speck of dust visible on the ground.
After being taken to sit on the sofa, Zhufu Gaoming first introduced Zhufu Jingguang's parents' basic information.
As an architect, Ryoka Morobushi listened to the steady voice of her eldest son, her breathing slowly calmed down, and she finally stopped crying. She even managed to spare some time to stuff a few tissues into her husband's hand while he was still crying, and then poked him with her elbow.
Zhufu Jingguang's good eyesight noticed the other party's action, which he thought was secret, and Zhufu Gaoming, who knew his parents very well, also discovered it.
The usually steady lawyer looked a bit confused, while Zhu Fuyoushu, the art teacher who had been elbowed in the ribs by his wife and stared at by his eldest son, wiped his face with a tissue and said indignantly, "Gao Ming's eyes were red when he received the call. Maybe he was crying when he spoke to Jing Guang just now!"
Then his wife poked him in the ribs even harder.
Morobushi Kagemitsu looked at Morobushi Yuki, who seemed to be complaining but was actually trying to liven up the atmosphere, then looked at Morobushi Ryoka, who was trying hard to hold back tears and looking at him gently with her almond-shaped eyes. He spoke his first words since arriving here: "I am Morobushi Kagemitsu... Although I have lost my memory of the past twenty years for some reason, and even learned this name from my brother only yesterday, I am very happy to be back and see you, Dad and Mom."
As soon as the last two names were spoken, the two adults in their fifties in front of them began to cry again.
Zhu Fu Liang Xiang choked up and said: "I learned about your situation from Gao Ming. Thank you for coming to us safe and healthy like you are now. You have worked hard alone for so many years, Xiao Guang."
"I'm sorry for making you spend so much time and effort on me over the years." Neither Zhufu Gaoming nor Jiang Gu Ling actually told Zhufu Jingguang what the Zhufu family had done over the years to find him, but Zhufu Jingguang couldn't help but see why his parents' hair was almost gray at the age of fifty.
He knew how pale and powerless this verbal apology seemed in the face of countless tears, hope and then disappointment in the past years.
"No need to apologize, Xiaoguang," his tears wet the tissue in his hand, but Zhufu Youshu's expression had calmed down, and there was clear pity in his eyes, "You never need to apologize in front of us."
He reached out and rubbed his youngest son's head, making his black hair frizzy, as if he could see the eight-year-old cat-eyed child through this slightly frizzy look, as if this could pretend that their separation of more than ten years had never happened.
They missed out on their youngest son's most precious time of growth, and they didn't even know what kind of suffering he had endured over the years, and how hard he had worked to be able to appear in front of them like this.
Although they told Zhu Fu Jingguang not to apologize, in their hearts, they were the most failed parents who failed to protect their youngest son. Even their current reunion was due to Zhu Fu Jingguang's initiative.
But apologies shouldn't be said between family members.
It is their greatest luck to be able to regain this priceless treasure.
They will have more time to slowly fill in the missing years.
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