In fact, there is something special upstairs. The downstairs looks like a European-style decoration, but the upstairs is a classical Japanese-style decoration with extremely strong traditional colors. It is worthy of being a traditional Japanese aristocrat.

"This is it, the young master is inside."

After passing through one dazzling Japanese-style sliding door after another, we reached the deepest part of this passage. There were lights on inside the door, and two rows of girls in crimson kimonos stood in front of the door.

There is extreme symmetry between left and right, with a smile on the corner of the mouth, eyes always downward, and a gentle voice, for fear of disturbing the people in the room.

Sora walked straight towards the sliding door, and immediately two girls in kimono opened the door for him. Their movements were gentle and thoughtful, which I secretly admired in my heart.

As soon as Kong stepped into the room, he knelt down in front of the bamboo curtain and said briefly: "Miss Feifan is here."

I suddenly paused when I saw the figure on the other side of the bamboo curtain. The voice I was so familiar with finally sounded after I had been looking forward to it for a long time: "Let her in!"

I couldn't restrain my excitement at the door. The elegant and beautiful voice caused ripples in my heart. I stepped in gently, my steps were very light and slow. As soon as I walked in, I knelt down in front of the sky.

Sitting on the ground with his head slightly buried, he could never look at the other person.

In the traditional Japanese aristocracy, servants are absolutely not allowed to look at their masters, even through bamboo curtains. Unexpectedly, the Minamoto family and the Heijing family still keep this inhumane rule and perform it in front of me.

Just when I was debating whether to kneel down on the wooden floor like Sora, the person inside the bamboo curtain slightly raised his hand to signal Sora to step back.

I noticed that the moment Sora stood up, he quietly made a cheering gesture towards me.

Does he really have so much confidence that I will reconcile with Su?

I shook my head mockingly and turned around to see the long-lost figure. Sometimes I really hate the way Japanese people hang up bamboo curtains to block their sight. This makes the distance between people appear very strong, especially in the city.

When the Taira family and the Minamoto family were together, not only the sense of distance, but also the sense of status was quite strong.

Suddenly, I seemed to feel that this bamboo curtain not only showed my status, but also made me farther and farther away from Shu...

At this time, I seemed very cautious. I stood in front of the bamboo curtain and didn't know what to do.

At this moment, something Teng Yi said suddenly echoed in my head: I hope you can have a real closure this time.

Real closure... right?

In fact, I am still very confused in my heart. I really want to see Shu, I really want to know how his illness is going, and I really want to know how he has been doing in the past two years...

But in the end, these all turned into my pretended distant tone: "I heard that you are sick, very serious..."

The figure inside was still motionless, and I waited for a long time without getting a reply. Only the ups and downs of his chest proved that he was still alive, and I couldn't see much else.

"How are you doing?"

I finally lost my patience and rushed forward, opened the bamboo curtain, and saw that familiar figure. My heartbeat seemed to speed up unknowingly. My face turned slightly red, but I immediately calmed down and changed my mind.

With a face, he yelled: "What do you want!? If you don't want to see me, just say it and I'll leave. What do you mean by being silent like this?!"

Shu seems to have become much quieter, but the indifference radiating around him still makes people dare not approach him. Looking at his facial features, I can't help but wonder what kind of person can carve such exquisite facial features and such a good-looking appearance. He slowly

Looking at me, I couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, and his inherent aura made me hesitate.

"What are you doing here?"

I chuckled. I couldn't tell what emotions I was feeling. It seemed that I thought about myself too seriously. "What are you doing here?" really seemed to drag me into an ice cellar alive. My heart also

Then it got half cold.

"It seems that you are fine. I don't have to feel guilty about your illness before. Now that you are sitting here healthy and healthy, it seems that I can go back to my country with peace of mind."

I said this sarcastically, put down the bamboo curtain and was about to leave, when my wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and waves of pain came from my wrist.

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Chapter completed!