novelraw Chapter 62 [Vol.012] Green
Chapter 62 [Vol.012] Green
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I was born as the serious second lady of the Akimoto family.
That Akimoto.
Japanese high society will not be unfamiliar with the surname "Akimoto". Even if Echizen Ryuya has lived abroad all year round, he can find it out by checking.
Atobe, Watanabe, and Asahina are the three major chaebols in the Japanese business world. They are like an iron triangle, restraining each other.Sanada, Takahashi and Akimoto, the three hundred-year-old families, have always stood at the pinnacle of Japanese politics. Unlike the up-and-coming Atobe, the Akimoto family is complex and intertwined, like an abyss where you can't see the end once you step into it.
My father, Hideki Akimoto, is the only son of Patriarch Akimoto. Patriarch Akimoto has a tough temper and never disagrees, but he gave birth to a cowardly, incompetent and irresponsible son.
Patriarch Qiuyuan has always been dissatisfied with him.
Afraid of losing power, Akimoto Hideki sent my older sister Akimoto Ryuki and me, who was only six years old, to be brought up under the lap of the head of the Akimoto family.At that time, I looked at Patriarch Qiuyuan's calm face and cried for the first time.
I was pressed and slapped by the Filipino maid.
The main board of the Qiuyuan family told me with a straight face: "The heirs of the Qiuyuan family must not cry."
I never shed tears in front of him again.
When I was nine years old, I went to learn painting without telling Patriarch Akimoto, and met my teacher Mie Ijiin.
At that time, my surveillance was not too strict.
After all, the ostensible heir of the Akimoto family is actually my sister Akimoto Ryuki who is three years older than me.But when I was 12 years old, Akimoto Liuyi fell in love with the commoner whom Akimoto Patriarch regarded as the most unworthy commoner, and Akimoto Patriarch was furious and forced them to break up.
When I was 13, my sister eloped with her lover.
Qiuyuan's family took the initiative to find her back with all their power, and locked her in the basement arbitrarily.
The man is dead.
Qiuyuan Liuyi was dying in the basement, and after being released, she didn't say a word, and not long after, she went to the entertainment industry and became a manager.
Later, he moved out of the Akimoto mansion.
Patriarch Qiuyuan said: "The Qiuyuan family does not have an heir like her."
He said that Qiuyuan Liuyi had humiliated the Qiuyuan family.But I am a little envious for no reason, freedom and freedom are the life I want most when I am trapped in the Akimoto family.
Since then, I have become the sole heir of the Akimoto family.
It wasn't until I was 15 years old that I tried to break free from the cage with shackles and shackles for the first time, that I realized that the outside world was as splendid as I had imagined.The days of studying foreign languages, flower arranging, and tea ceremony day and night were really too boring.
Meeting Echizen Ryuya is the only bright color in my life.
I don't want to be the well-behaved heir of the Akimoto family, Akimoto Ryoko, I just want to be Artemis of Echizen Ryuya alone.
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But Longya and I still had a big fight.
That was the first fight we had in a long time.
To be honest, I was the only one who became angry and hysterical. He still seemed to be the rebellious boy who tossed oranges indifferently. He could even calmly pull out his chair and sit down to eat a tableful of dishes I cooked in a slow manner.
I hate him calling me Miss in a sharp voice, I hate this identity and the surname "Qiu Yuan" from the bottom of my heart.
I was so angry that my fingertips were trembling.
But when he heard the sound of objects being thrown on the table, he squeezed his chopsticks and smiled softly, his sudden gaze made me breathless: "Don't you want to see what I brought back, miss."
So I turned around and left.
He didn't chase it out.
After I ran out, I realized that I was homeless at all, and the previous rental house had already been retired.I wandered alone on the corner of the street, and I suddenly missed the moss-covered rental house where a few small mice occasionally crawled out.
I think of the girl I rented with me, holding a cold bowl of instant noodles and sitting on the unstable bed, clenching her fists and making a promise: "One day I will live without eating instant noodles and lie on a two-meter-long bed. Big bed, living in a house without leaks, cockroaches and mice, can have a lot of money to spend."
Thinking of her expectant and excited face when she moved to live with her boyfriend, she cursed and said, "Go to his damn place."
I don't know how she is now.
I walked into a 24-hour supermarket and bought a bucket of instant noodles and a bottle of mineral water. The cashier sat at the counter and dozed off.I paid, and sat on the chair outside for a long time in a daze, the instant noodles I made were slowly cooling down.
Only then did I realize that I forgot to bring my mobile phone out.
I put down the untouched instant noodles and the half bottle of mineral water left, walked over and knocked on the counter.The cashier was awakened by me and knocked against the corner of the table.
I asked patiently, "Hi, sorry to bother you. What time is it, please?"
"Ten past five."
"Thank you."
I smiled at her gently, as if I was not the one who stayed in a strange convenience store all night without taking a bite: "Check out."
I'm going to go back to the apartment to get my phone.
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It was quiet in the not-so-empty apartment, and the lights were on.The light in the living room was so dark that only shadows could be seen. I guessed that it was time to pay the electricity bill again, and I couldn’t help feeling sorry for the money. After changing my slippers at the door, I went straight to the studio, where the lights were still on.
The apartment is not too big, and usually the two of them can barely get by.Originally there were only two bedrooms, but I purposely vacated one and used it as a studio.But Echizen Ryuya took the opportunity to cheat on me and moved my whole wardrobe to his room, so I let him.
Occasionally, I lose track of time while painting, so I will stay in the studio.
The drawing boards have not been put away yet, but I remember that every time I finish painting, I will tidy up the studio.
I looked closer, only to realize that the painting on the panel wasn't mine at all.
Because it is so ugly.
I frowned and looked at it for a while, but I really didn't see what the painting was about.I only saw a flamboyant signature in the lower right corner of the paper. I tilted my head and thought about it carefully, and my face turned black after a "swipe".
It probably, maybe, could be me.
I think Echizen Ryuya is quite disgusting, pointing at such a painting must mean that the person in it is me, anyway, I can't say it if it were me.
I was annoyed and laughed.
Rubbing the beating eyebrows, I turned off the light in the studio, and then found my mobile phone on the dining table.
……out of battery.
Next to it was a magazine that seemed to have never been flipped through. With the dim light, I saw the photo on the cover and froze for a moment.
In the photo, the person chatting happily and talking and laughing is clearly me, the 15-year-old second lady of the Qiuyuan family.I say that because the words next to the photo are clear and stand out. ——The second daughter of the Akimoto family, Akimoto Ryoxi, has a tryst with Yamamoto Yota, the heir of Yamamoto Appliances.
It was secretly photographed when I was 15 years old when the Akimoto family forced me to meet the only son of Yamamoto Electric.
I just remember that I sat across from him bored and listened to his talk, and a deliberate date went on carelessly and tasted like chewing wax.
For some unknown reason, the old past was exposed again, in the distant Los Angeles.Somehow, Echizen Ryuya happened to see him and took him home.
My heart is cooling down inch by inch.
It was like falling into an ice cellar.
"Clap."
The door opened.
Close it again.
I held the magazine, and my fingertips turned white.Just like that, he slammed into those tired amber/cat eyes unpreparedly, his eyes were stunned, and he couldn't take it back.
We are silent with each other.
Maybe I owe him an explanation.
He didn't move.
Until I slowly approached him with my slippers on, I tiptoed while pinching the hem of his clothes, and kissed his pale lips lightly.After touching it, I held his finger that clasped my wrist, my eyes were burning, but I said frankly: "I'm sorry, Long Ya."
"My name is Liang Xi."
I added: "...Qiu Yuan is cool."