I Am Reaching The Pinnacle Of My Life In The Magic Card World

"Aniki, who is this child?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce him. This child is from China and is my adopted son."

"Aniki, are you going to violate Yukinoshita's clan rules? My father will be very angry if he knows that you traveled to China to adopt a child. You are Yukinoshita's eldest son and you must inherit the family business in the future. Your every move is related to the glory of Yukinoshita, how can you be so reckless."

"Sister, I don't care about Yukinoshita's glory. We grew up together as brothers and sisters. You should understand me and understand that I am not interested in business or politics. There are too many rules in the family and I don't like it. In the future, Yuki I’ll leave it to you.”

"Aniki, where are you going? Are you leaving Yukinoshita and us?"

"Don't worry, my brother will go back to Tokyo in a year and a half."

The hazy white mist loomed over the mansion with low wooden walls. The main door separated by the wooden walls on both sides was fully open. The concentration of the white mist reduced visibility so that the skinny child outside the door could vaguely see two figures through the white mist. During the conversation, the sound of the conversation easily reached Yang Kaihuan's ears.

There is no doubt that this is part of the memory of his predecessor. One of the two figures standing at the door probably occupies an extremely important position. Otherwise, how could it reappear for him? But from a little ancient wooden wall to a large family-style gate Analyzing the appearance, the family named Yukinoshita is probably powerful, and the male voice in the figure is probably the first heir to this big family. The first heir is unwilling to obey the family's arrangements or be manipulated by others. , chose to leave the family, and also adopted an adopted son who was not related by blood.

This plot seems familiar, right? A young man from a wealthy family bravely goes to Tokyo to build a family business and start his own business?

"Tomb steps, what are you doing there, come here, come here, this is your aunt, come and call aunt."

"aunt!"

The male figure waved to the thin little boy, and the little boy walked forward obediently. Weiwei let out a weak cry. As the distance got closer, Yang Kaihuang, who was possessed by the little boy, could also see the general outline of the two figures, except for their faces. Some of the facial features are blurred and mosaic-like, and the rest of the physical features, the Japanese-style large family dress is quite majestic.

"Yeah!" The female shadow only replied with one word. She was neither salty nor cold, neither enthusiastic nor rejecting. She even looked at the little boy condescendingly. Seeing that his adoptive father's sister didn't treat him well, the little boy lowered his head and took a few steps back, not daring to say another word.

Love, this person has a very strong character, and at first glance, he can tell the truth. Yang Kaihuan can imagine the aura that comes with the woman's attitude.

The male figure walked out of the door, caressed the little boy's head affectionately, and said in a reproachful tone: "Don't be so cruel, you will scare the little boy."

"Huh, I've always been like this. This child is not much different in age from the little girl." The female figure's tone was softer than before.

"Well, it's only a few months apart." The male figure replied.

The scene ended here. The white mist suddenly became several times thicker. The two figures disappeared. The little boy also disappeared into the white mist. Yang Kaihuan was also confused. However, the white mist only lasted for a few minutes before it dispersed again. This time it was changed. a place.

In the ICU intensive care unit, there is a smell of alcohol disinfectant in the room. A patient in a blue and white plaid hospital gown is lying on the hospital bed. The patient's nose and mouth are connected to a ventilator. The number on the display screen of a heartbeat measuring instrument next to his left ear fluctuates greatly, eight. Ten, one hundred, fifty, each beating number is like a reminder, taking away the life of the person on the bed every minute.

"I'm sorry, I have to leave."

The patient's face was turned sideways, and the dusk outside the window illuminated his face with a sickly blush and a layer of blood that had not been seen for a long time.

"Father, father wants it, where is father going?" The thin eight-year-old boy said in a trembling tone as he had a premonition of something.

The man on the hospital bed turned around with a relieved smile and gently stroked the little boy's hair: "Far, far away, I have entrusted you to my sister. Come with her when the time comes. She promised me to take care of you and grow up. Please be kind to me." Remember your identity, you are both my adopted son and a member of Yukinoshita, because of your name, Yukinoshita's tomb steps."

"I don't want to go with anyone. Can you please don't go? Okay? You once said you would accompany me when I grew up." The little boy began to cry, and the big tears ran down his thin cheeks, and he wiped them away with his hands. Crying, wiping the tears that couldn't stop falling.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, isn't it?,, the man's apology on the hospital bed gradually became smaller and smaller, until the moment when the hands on Tsukasa's hair fell weakly, the world spun around and fell into darkness. Yang Kaihuan was in darkness, and a suction force came from the hole as dark as an abyss below, pulling him down. He did not panic. Instead, he sighed softly, combined with the two scenes left behind by his predecessor, and summed it up in four words: "Ill-fated" ".

As the falling speed accelerated, his consciousness swayed for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to this body. This is not the previous rental house. The ceilings are different. So where is this? Tsukasa noticed the sleepy and yawning woman beside him. The woman looked very young, with fair skin, slightly curly bangs, and long hair that reached her waist. Because she was lying on the tatami in a kneeling posture, her loose black skirt showed off her extraordinary height and her beauty than the average woman.

Did she take care of me all night? Tsukasa touched the bag wrapped with gauze on his head. Well, the swelling has gone away completely, and the recovery effect is very good. He looked around the layout of the room again and thought to himself. The room didn't look like a woman's room, but rather like a doll display room. It was filled with strange dolls, including civet cat dolls with wide eyes and wide mouths, some chubby panda dolls, and elephant dolls. In short, there were many kinds and they were packed to the brim. .

There are also price tags on the dolls, and they are pieces of merchandise. At first glance, this sister is selling dolls, but she doesn’t know whether to sell them at a street stall or open her own shop.

"Tsukakai, are you awake? Why don't you wake up sister?" The owner of the bedroom, a woman in black dress, broke out of her sleepy state and said with concern despite her tired eyes. Tsukasa turned his head to look at the sincere expression of concern. He racked his brains and searched his brain, but couldn't find any useful information. Well, it seems that his predecessor only left two memories and nothing else.

As a fat programmer in his previous life, he never chatted with anyone. For a while, he didn't know what to say and remained silent.

"Zhong Jie, your father is gone. You should cheer up. It's not like a man to give up on yourself." The woman's voice was not serious, but her tone was encouraging. She really hoped that he could recover his mental state as soon as possible.

Hearing this, Zhong Jie murmured: "A man?"

"Yes, your father often praised you in front of me during his lifetime, saying that you were very independent and sensible, and never let him worry about you."

"Yeah."

Tsukasa smiled bitterly in his heart. I am only a little kid about 1.3 meters tall now. It is definitely unrealistic to buy lottery tickets. It is not a country. Stock trading is even less realistic. I am not old enough. I am working as a child laborer? Just ask which store dares to recruit people and find out about Sakura Country’s Minor Protection Law. Love, I can't work part-time, and I have no relatives. Food and clothing may be a problem in the days to come. As for the Yukinoshita family, the few words and fragments in my memory are enough to make Tsukasa give up the idea of ​​defecting.

Are you kidding me, no one likes to live a life of dependence on others. I don't know what the relationship between the woman in front of me and her adoptive father is, whether it is good or bad, and whether she can get help.

I didn't dare to ask directly in front of me. "Gurgling, gurgling." I suddenly felt hungry, and my stomach growled louder and louder. I was so hungry, and then I remembered that I hadn't eaten for two days. With one hand covering his empty belly, his strong desire to eat forced his eyes to search for food involuntarily.

Seeing this, the woman took out a piece of bread from the refrigerator and handed it to Tsukasa. Tsukasa grabbed it and ate it hungrily, choking on the bread crumbs several times during the process. After finishing the bread in a few seconds, I didn't forget to lick my fingers.

"Are there any more?" Tsukasa looked at the woman's white fingers with longing eyes and asked weakly.

"Yes, just lie down and sister will prepare something delicious for you." As soon as the woman finished speaking, she turned and went to the kitchen.

Is it Japanese food? Tsukasa can't help but look forward to it. The unit price of the dishes in the Japanese restaurant in the previous life was not cheap. It would be difficult to get a set for only four or five hundred yuan. This is the first authentic Japanese food made by Sakura people since time travel. I think it's not worth the expectations. Say more.