The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

Anshan Qingya's hometown was in Kyoto. According to his will, after his body was given a state funeral held by the Minister of State, he was reburied back to his hometown and buried with Qingji's grandmother, Anshan Qingniao.

"When I die, I will be buried with Yukiko. 』

Yu Xianzhisheng thought so as he walked.

Just really do what you want.

He suddenly remembered a movie he had seen before. The male protagonist was separated by many women after his death because of too much love. Some people asked for his arms, others for his thighs, and a woman brought a pair of scissors.

A sudden shudder.

No, don't, don't do that kind of thing, if it really doesn't work, at least ten years after my death!

The voice of Ansan Qingji just now echoed in his ears.

"Then you, wait for me for a while?"

"Yu Xianjun, I will wait for you until you come." She said cheerfully.

The girl's mind is innocent, and this sentence has no other meaning, but for a boy, to get such an answer from her, even as a friend, he can feel her undisguised joy.

Ansan Kiyohime's hometown is not far from Kiyomizu-dera Temple. After leaving Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine, Yuzuru Zhisheng arrived in the neighborhood by car for half an hour.

Through the car window, you can already see the girl standing at the entrance of Kiyomizu Temple, scanning the passing cars one after another. As long as the person who got off the car is not Yu Xian Zhisheng, you can feel it from a distance of ten meters. her loss.

Should it be because of her keen sense, Yu Xianzhi's car just came into her line of sight, and her clear eyes stared at it motionless.

Until Yu Xianzhisheng opened the car door, she screamed and ran over excitedly. An Sanji, who was standing next to her trying to stop his daughter, failed to stop the happy her.

"Finally meet again, Yu Xianjun."

The sky was clear, and on this autumn day when everything in nature was dying, Yu Xianzhisheng could hear the joyful sound of spring in her throat.

This beautiful figure jumped up beside him cheerfully.

The last time I saw her, she was still wearing a beautiful kimono, today she is wearing modern clothes,

Gives an indescribable beauty.

Under the knee-length red plaid skirt, there are a pair of straight and white calves, wearing pure white stockings, the edges of the socks are slightly sunk in the flesh, the short skirt dances with the wind, outlining her gradually contoured buttocks. .

On the left side of the snow-white shirt is a hello Kitty pink kitten woven with colorful embroidery. The long black hair falls on the slightly bulging chest, making people feel her bright and cute.

Like last time, she reluctantly held Yu Xianzhisheng's arm, and puffed out her cheeks in fear, for fear that if she let go, he would run away.

An Sanji, a father, has mixed feelings in his heart.

Before Ansan Qingji didn't see Yu Xianzhisheng, that happy position had always belonged to him.

Mrs. Cai next to her smiled happily.

In a common saying, it's probably "If you don't stay in a college girl, the more you stay, the more you will become enemies." This is since Qingji's grandfather passed away, she once again found a happy expression on her daughter's face.

"Yu Xian-jun is the first time to come to Kyoto, I want to play with him in Kiyomizu Temple for a while, okay?"

The two walked up to the parents, Ansan Qingji solemnly pleaded.

She looked at An Sanzhi pitifully, thinking that he would not agree, so she could only resort to this trick, which she learned from the TV series and never dared to use it against her father.

Although it may be embarrassing for people to come and go, but at this time, I really can't care about anything.

An Sanji shook his head and persuaded softly: "Qingji, Zhisheng has to prepare for the competition recently. He is very busy. Let's not waste his time."

Ansan Kiyohime instantly lost her color and turned into a blank doll.

"It's okay, I'm actually fine." Yu Xianzhi said with a smile.

you boy! Ansanji raised his brows slightly. Hello, I'm not good, understand?

Yu Xian Zhisheng lowered his head and pretended not to see it.

"Hey, husband, let them play." Mrs. Cai poked An Sanji's waist, "Qing Ji is finally so happy."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm finally so happy!" Ansan Qingji said.

"Me too." Yu Xianzhi said calmly.

Who cares about you son of a bitch!

In An Sanji's heart, he was Shishen when Yu Xianzhi was placed in the literature club, but outside, he was a handsome boy who would threaten his family's position.

But Mrs. Wife has given the order, and she can only be a tortoise with her head shrinking. An Sanji inhaled in pain and nodded: "Come back quickly, don't delay other people's affairs."

"Okay!" An Shan Qing Ji jumped up, she jumped up, kissed An San Zhi's face, and said loudly, "Thank you, Father!"

"Thank you, father," Yu Xianzhi almost followed suit.

Elements noticed, Anshan Zhi was stunned for a moment, and quickly cast a sharp look, only to see that Anshan Qingji had already pulled the kid away.

Until the figures of the pair of teenagers and girls completely disappeared in the shadow of the scenery.

An Sanji turned around, sighed, and asked softly, "Wife, are you not worried at all?"

"What are you worried about?" Mrs. Cai asked rhetorically.

"That. Qing Ji is almost at the time when the love between men and women is about to take shape." An Sanji didn't dare to say it directly, for fear that his heart was too painful, so he could only express it euphemistically.

He still can't forget that after the game that day, as the loser of the bet, Dansheng Huazhi's face was covered with bad luck.

"Ah, you're worrying about this, but there's nothing to worry about." Madam Cai said with a smile, "Qing Ji just regards him as a big brother, I don't think it's not that such a good boy appears in her life. It's a bad thing, in the future, when she chooses a boyfriend, her vision will be higher."

"But what if there is no one taller than him?" An Sanji asked.

"Qing Ji must come back to China with me, it's impossible between them." Mrs. Cai blinked, as if thinking that An Sanji had said something very funny.

This is true.

Cai Zilan very much hopes that Anshan Qingji will marry into China when she grows up.

In this regard, An Sanji also agrees.

After Ansan Qingya, who was the pillar of the literary society, fell, the State Council of Ministers gave the state funeral ceremonies on the surface, but secretly began to suppress the literary society.

The Literary Society has held the power of public opinion for too long, and even the Minister of State is afraid. Now is the best chance for a female general to devour this power, and she will not let this opportunity pass.

When the female general takes control of the literary club, the next plan should be to clean up the Yuan family.

By then, the entire Tokyo power center will be extremely chaotic.

It was the best choice for Ansan Qingji to marry abroad, where it was extremely safe.

"Oh, right."

Mrs. Cai suddenly remembered something and asked suddenly, "Is this the young man you asked someone to investigate before?"

"Yes." An Sanji nodded.

"Have you found anything?" Mrs. Cai encrypted in Chinese.

"No."

Ansanji switched to fluent Chinese in an instant, and followed the encryption: "I used all my contacts, even if it was a blanket search of the whole of Japan, but I didn't find any clues."

"It's strange that there are no clues. Someone deliberately hid his background?" Cai Zilan said.

"This is the second possibility." Ansanji said softly.

"What's the first one?"

"He was really an orphan, abandoned by his parents, not even his parents."

"I don't think he is like that." Mrs. Cai shook her head.

"That's the second possibility," Ansanji said.

"But... the one who can hide a person's life experience to the point where you can't even find it. Only the Minister of State has the power to do this, right?" Cai Zilan looked at him.

Ansanji was silent for a while, then nodded lightly.

"Could it be the female general's son?" Cai Zilan teased.

"I had such a guess, but I quickly denied it." An Sanji shook his head, "Impossible, how could the female general be willing to put her son in the orphanage?"

"Maybe it's a chess piece that the female general placed in the world?" Madam Cai asked.

"Impossible, the chess piece is destined to be mediocre before the age of eighteen, and he behaves like a chess piece at all."

"That's the chess player?"

"You mean a chess player like Shen-ezhi Liuli?"

"That's right, hasn't the Literary Society been cooperating with the monastery she leads?"

"It's even more impossible. If he was a chess player, he wouldn't have any usable pieces in his hand." An Sanji said softly.

"I mean, is there such a possibility, assuming that he is both a chess piece and a chess player, you see that he is already close to the literary club, and has a close relationship with the princess of the Yuan family. When he is eighteen years old, The female general will take him back to the family in person, and it will be effortless at that time, and the two major forces will be captured by the female general."

An Shanzhi was stunned for a moment, and then a chill surged up, the chill was piercing to the bone.

Mrs. Cai saw his nervousness, and smiled softly and said, "I'm just joking, don't take it too seriously."

But Ansanji couldn't ignore it.

If this assumption is true, the plan of the female general will be seamless, then her suppression of the two major forces is very likely to be just a show, and the real chess pieces have been quietly integrated into the whirlpool of power.

The two top forces in Tokyo are all looking for a future leader to fight against the female general's purge campaign. If they find the person, it will be a chess piece arranged by the female general in advance.

"But there is a very critical issue." An Sanji suppressed the fear in his heart, "It is impossible for a chess piece to know that he is a chess piece, so what is he doing so desperately to gain power?"

"Why did you take over as the literary club?" Mrs. Cai asked.

"In order to protect you, and Qing Ji."

"What if that child also has someone who is desperately trying to protect?" Mrs. Cai said.

"Miyamoto Yukiko?" An Sanji trembled in his heart.

"The only daughter of the Miyamoto family? What's wrong with her?" Mrs. Cai asked in confusion.

"If he is really a chess piece, and the female general has the same plan, then Miyamoto Yukiko should be the person he desperately wants to protect. The female general has always been fascinated by power. If she devised a plan to destroy Miyamoto Yukiko's family, let That lonely child met her and put her in debt"

"He gave birth to the power to move forward." Mrs. Cai said slowly, rather surprised in her words.

"But it's too coincidental, isn't she afraid of Miyamoto Yukiko committing suicide?" Madam Cai asked again.

"No, if she dies, there should be another 'Miyamoto Yukiko' who will meet him at some point until he is willing to move forward." An Sanji said softly, "The female general has a lot of chess pieces. "

The wind blew past the two of them, rolling up the withered leaves on the ground.

It was originally just Mrs. Cai's unintentional teasing words, but it was so thrilling.

If all this is true, then the horror of the female general is far beyond their imagination.

If it wasn't for today's accidental conjecture, they might have been kept in the dark for a lifetime, never realizing the female general's mastery of power.

"But in the end, it's just speculation." Mrs. Cai said softly, "and, even if this is really the female general's plan, it may or may not be realized in the end."

"What do you mean?" Ansanji asked.

"Do you think that child will really give up the things in his hand?"

"If he had the same cold blood flowing in his body as hers."

"In this era, under the control of female generals, it has become darker and darker. If he really stands on the side of justice, who will swallow whom in the end, maybe?"

"But that's his mother."

"But she didn't take him as her son. She was using him all the time. Even the people he cherished most were just props arranged by her."

"Do you want to tell this conjecture to Zhisheng in advance?"

"No, no. First of all, this is a conjecture. Step back 10,000 steps and say, if it's true, isn't it a good thing?" Mrs. Cai said with a smile.

"How can this be a good thing?" An Sanji frowned.

"The husband of the female general is from Hong Kong, China. You still have an impression. I remember it was said in a Tokyo Daily a long time ago." Cai Zilan said seriously, poking An Sanji's waist with his elbow.

An Sanji was silent for a while, then nodded: "It's true."

"The report was released when the female general was on the throne, but in just one morning, the Council of State Ministers came down to a high-ranking official and told us to completely destroy the newspaper."

"So, why don't you think about it differently, if he has Chinese blood in his body, that would be great. Qingji will not worry about getting married in the future. She has been clamoring to marry a Chinese since she was a child."

"And, if he is the son of a female general, it is safest for Qing Ji to stay by his side, right?"

"Yu Xian-jun, can I borrow your shoulder to use it?"

When passing by the beautiful place where clusters of red weeping cherry blossoms, Ansan Qingji stopped and asked cautiously.

"Okay." Yu Xianzhi nodded.

Anshan Qingji walked step by step, gently knocking her head into his arms, first sobbing slowly, then losing control of her emotions, and finally, gradually burst into tears.

An Sanji never let her get in touch with the outside world, but how could she not understand the confrontation of power from the outside world. The girl was born with an exquisite mind. After knowing that her grandfather passed away, the pressure on the Anshan family increased sharply every day.

And as the little princess of the Anshan family, she couldn't do anything.

"My parents thought I didn't understand anything, but in fact I did."

Anshan Qingji was in his arms, tears welling up: "Yu Xian-jun, if only I were a boy like you, so they wouldn't be so tired to protect the family."

Yu Xianzhi patted her back gently, feeling the white shirt in the school uniform, and was gradually getting wet by her tears.

"It's not your fault," he comforted softly.

She usually keeps these words in her heart, and she doesn't dare to say it to her parents, so she can only regard herself as the only person to talk to. How long have these sorrows been hidden in her heart.

When the girl had enough crying, she reluctantly got up and coughed heavily, her snot and tears hanging dirty on her pretty face.

Yu Xianzhisheng took out a handkerchief, like an older brother, and wiped it gently for her.

Everyone has their own pain, but people are creatures who find hope in pain. Night and day alternate in the world, and people's sadness and happiness also alternate in the same way.

In any case, Yu Xianzhisheng hoped that she could be happier, just like protecting Yukiko Miyamoto, he also hoped that her beauty could last forever and never end.

"If you don't mind, how about I'll protect you in the future?" Yu Xianzhisheng said with a smile in his brother's tone while wiping.

"No, I don't want to cause trouble to Yu Xian-Jun." An Shan Qingji snorted desperately.

"Actually, it's no big deal." Yu Xianzhi smiled and shrugged his shoulders, "Isn't it the suppression of the Council of State Secretary, I can bear it for the Literature Club."

Anshan Qingji burst into laughter, maybe she was amused by his words, or maybe she felt Yu Xianzhisheng's tenderness towards her. She smiled very nicely and beautifully.