Chapter 42 On a snowy

night, a pot of Longjing tea on the desk has cooled down, and snowflakes are still floating silently outside the window. The gloomy sky is gloomy and desolate. Atobe Keigo raised his hand and pressed the switch on the wall. A floor lamp in the corner cast a lot of yellow light on the floor, with a sense of vastness that transcends time and space.

"Actually, you would go to such an extent?"

After a long time, he finally spoke to break the silence in the room, showing a rare look of disbelief.

Atobe Keiichi sat on the sofa without moving, just nodded slightly.

In a trance, he remembered the seaside in Hokkaido more than 20 years ago, with such a snowy sky. The vast sea level in the distance and the snow-covered beach were connected into one piece, and all he could see was white. The woman was wearing a white windbreaker, as if she had melted into it.

——"We are born into such a family, enjoying the glory and wealth given by the family, and we must also bear the corresponding responsibilities, so I will not blame you for abandoning me. But Jingyi, I am different from you. As the heir of the Atobe family, you have the ambition to climb to the top, and you should make appropriate choices when necessary. I am just the daughter of the Hasegawa family. No matter how outstanding and hard I work, there is no other ending except becoming a tool for family policy marriage. In the past, I was not without such awareness, but now, I am tired. I just want to be myself in the end. Private once, completely leave this world, without power struggle, without interest entanglement, spend the life peacefully, and my children, do not have to bear such heavy responsibilities and constraints, free and happy life. So, Jingyi, just consider it as you repaying my favor. From now on, no matter what happens, we will never see each other again. "

At this point, he already has a beautiful wife in his arms, and she is also married. The youthful ignorance and lingering love of his youth eventually turned into dust and dispersed one by one with the wind. The memories of the past are timeless, but there is no room for each other in the future world.

"When she said that, she was very calm, but very resolute, and I knew there was no room for redemption."

Atobe Jingyi woke up from his memories and could only sigh. Atobe stood in front of him and looked at him, with a vague feeling of desolation.

"So, from now on, as agreed, you will no longer have any contact in any form?" He said lightly, "Including the things that happened later, when Kyosuke Terajima went to the ocean and Hasegawa Gardenia died of dystocia..."

If he knew, maybe it would be a different story in front of him, right?

The old man just slowly lowered his eyelids and stopped talking.

Atobe took a deep breath. Most of the afternoon had passed. When it was almost evening, the dusk gradually deepened. He looked at the snowflakes fluttering outside the window, and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he turned around and walked out without saying a word.

"Keigo!"

Atobe Jingyi called him, and the latter just stopped calmly without looking back.

"Not many people knew about this at the time. Kyosuke Terajima couldn't have exposed this matter himself, unless it was from the Hasegawa family..." "

Understood, I'll check it out."

Atobe opened the door and walked out. The biting cold wind mixed with snowflakes hit him. For a moment, he closed his eyes involuntarily, and then he opened them. His dark gray pupils were like a deep cold pool.

The snow outside seemed to be gradually decreasing, but the dusk was getting deeper. Youji held the porcelain cup to absorb the meager temperature of the tea, but she couldn't help it after all. She shook it violently, and the warm water splashed out.

"It turned out to be because of this reason!"

The man opposite looked at her with a faint gaze and sighed slightly.

"She betrayed her family and sacrificed her marriage, just for a man who gave up his old love for his career and ambition!" She suddenly felt inexplicably angry, "I can't understand it!"

"You Ji..."

"Then what about me and Seiichi, what does our birth mean!"

"You Ji!" Lane Lindsay suddenly raised his voice, looked at her for a long time, and finally sighed slowly, "You two siblings are our children, and have nothing to do with this. In fact, it's not exactly what you think. Gardenia was just tired of it at the time, tired of the life full of struggles in the rich family, and didn't want to follow the track set by your grandfather. You know, she was running around for Hasegawa's Tokyo branch day and night at that time, but in the end she didn't get her father's recognition, and finally became a tool for policy marriage to become a victim of Hasegawa's expansion of the territory. She just didn't reconcile. She hated it all, so she wanted to get rid of it at all costs, even if the future was full of unknowns." "

It's a pity that we were too naive. At that time, I was also young and full of vigor. I thought that with my skills, I would be able to make a name for myself and give her a peaceful and warm home. But I didn't expect that I would not be able to resist your uncle's methods." He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "In this world, some things are completely unreasonable. Only power can explain everything. It's a pity that I understood this truth too late."

The lights in the room were dim, with a desolate and sad atmosphere. You Ji listened to him slowly in a daze, and for a while she didn't know how to react.

She vaguely remembered the thoughtful look of Atobe Keiji and the things that Atobe Keigo talked about his mother's past in Rome. After she realized it, she felt how ironic it was.

The ringing of the mobile phone suddenly rang loudly. She glanced at the familiar name jumping on the screen, was stunned for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth and hung up.

After knowing everything, how should she face the man named Atobe Keigo with what identity and mood?

How will the love entanglement of the previous generation be resolved in this generation?

Lane Lindsay saw it all, but did not ask any more questions. He just sighed and suddenly changed the subject.

"I may not stay at GS for long."

She was stunned for a moment, digesting the meaning of his words: "Because of me?"

"Not entirely." He shook his head, "Someone at the Wall Street headquarters doesn't like me, and they won't let go of any opportunity."

"But..."

"Don't worry, Youji. With my current qualifications, it's not difficult to find a suitable position. The most difficult time is over." He looked at her quietly, "But you, it must not be easy to stay with that person. I don't know why you agreed to marry him, but now that things have come to this, I can't say anything. Take care of yourself no matter what."

His voice was low and a little hoarse, and he couldn't even hear clearly at the end. She was struck by inexplicable sadness. She didn't say anything, but just lowered her head quietly, hiding the panic in her eyes behind her drooping hair.

When I came out, night had already fallen, but the snow had lessened a lot.

Walking along the side of the road, her high leather boots made a slight sound as they stepped on the snow. She looked up at the neon lights all over the street, but suddenly she didn't know where to go.

She had thought about the ringing of her cell phone several times, and finally she couldn't stand it anymore and took it out of her handbag, intending to turn it off. She flipped through it carefully, and saw that after several missed calls, there was a text message from Sakai Otonashi.

"Senior, the materials have been sorted out this afternoon and placed on the table."

She was slightly startled, but then she thought about it and simply pressed the call back: "Ne, Otonashi?"

"Huh, Senior Yuki?"

The girl's voice was a little drunk and lazy, and the background was noisy. She frowned, "You went to drink again? Where are you?"

An hour later, she pushed open the door of the pub. The usually capable and lively female assistant was already half leaning over the bar, her pretty cheeks flushed due to the effect of alcohol, and her eyes were no longer clear: "Well, Senior You Ji?"

"How much did you drink?" You Ji frowned, strode over and snatched the half-drunk draft beer in her hand.

"I... don't know..." The girl shook her head, her words were unclear, but her pursed lips looked cute and adorable, "Senior, do you want to come together?"

"I don't want to take care of the aftermath of a drunk woman." Youji looked at her for a long time, then turned his eyes away indifferently, took out his cell phone and pressed a series of numbers, "Where's Feng Changtaro, ask him to come and take you back!"

"He doesn't have time to take care of me. There are so many things in the company that are not enough to bother him."

Sakai Otonashi rolled his eyes and reached out for her cell phone as if he wanted to stop her, but his feet went soft and he missed, and the whole person was half hanging on his boss. Youji frowned slightly, but finally just sighed slightly and let her maintain the original posture with her face rubbed into his arms.

"Old Master Feng said that we won't last long..."

"The Feng family... doesn't need a useless girl like me as a daughter-in-law..."

"But I won't give up. I've been working hard, handling cases, preparing for the judicial examination, and wanting to be an excellent lawyer... Apart from my family background, how can I not be as good as those ladies from wealthy families..." "

Well... forget it. If they don't want me, I don't want them either... In the future, when I get my lawyer's license, I can take cases and support myself..."

The girl was already very drunk. She lowered her head and leaned in her arms, muttering incoherently. Her voice was very low and gradually disappeared in the noisy air around her.

Everyone envies the fairy-tale love of Cinderella and the prince, but they don't know how fragile and naive such love is in the mortal world. Even if it is as beautiful as a princess and a prince, it is not necessarily blessed by others.

Just like Atobe Keiji and Hasegawa Gardenia back then.

Hasegawa Gardenia and Terajima Kyosuke back then.

Or, Atobe Keigo and Terajima Yuki now?

You Ji thought so, maintaining the original posture for a long time without moving, until the tall silver-haired young man broke into the room covered in snow, and then handed the girl in his arms solemnly to him.

"Talk to her properly. If you can't give her a future, it's better to stop as soon as possible."

Feng Changtaro was still humble and respectful, and his anxious and worried expression was beyond words. She had no intention of blaming him, but just said it lightly. The young man opposite him froze slightly, bowed his head respectfully to her, and hurriedly drove away with the girl. You

Ji stood at the intersection of the snow, watching the silver sports car speeding away, with an inexplicable sadness in her heart. She stood there for a long time, and when she came to her senses, the snowflakes had already fallen all over her shoulders.

She turned around and was hesitating about where to go, but a familiar and gorgeous voice rang in her ears, mixed with anger.

"If you're in the mood to meddle in other people's business, you don't have time to answer my call, huh?"

A handsome man with purple-gray hair stood on the corner of the street, leaning against the low-key Lincoln with his hands in his pockets, his eyes sinister, and snowflakes fell all over his Armani gray coat.

She was a little surprised, but when she thought of Feng who had just left, she was quickly relieved.

Atobe looked at her expressionless face, with a hidden anger in his eyes, like a bottomless cold pond, with an undercurrent surging for a long time, but he just sighed softly, walked up to

her on the snow, took her hand, and walked towards the car beside him: "Let's go back first." Youji didn't move, and the hand he held was frozen in the air. Atobe frowned at her, but the latter just lowered her head slightly, and finally said sullenly, "Sorry, let me be alone tonight."

"Then you wander aimlessly on the street all night?!" Atobe's anger finally erupted, his voice suddenly raised, almost a roar that he tried his best to suppress, he stared at her for a long time, as if he was patient, and took a deep breath: "In the afternoon, you went to see your father, right?"

She didn't say anything, just lowered her eyelids.

Atobe took a deep breath, still maintaining the original posture to hold her hand in his palm, but the strength was unconsciously increased a little: "Yuji, let's have a good talk."

After saying that, he exerted force on his wrist without waiting for her to speak, with irresistible dominance, and pulled her into the car. When they went back, neither of them said a word, but Atobe never let go of his hand, his palm tightly clasped her wrist, the knuckles slightly protruding, until the low-key Lincoln walked all the way through the silver-white streets covered with snow and stopped in front of his own villa, then he pushed open the car door and pulled her all the way to the gate.

"Tetsube, let go!" Sensing his surprised anger today, You Ji was dragged into the living room by him. As soon as she entered the entrance, she finally couldn't bear it and cried out, "You... hurt me."

Her wrist suddenly loosened, and she was finally able to stop. She stopped walking, panting slightly, and looked up. The man was standing at the edge of the entrance with his back to the light, his eyes fell on her hand that was slightly red because he had used too much force just now. It seemed to flicker for a moment, and then he returned to his gloomy expression, and said lightly: "

What does their business have to do with us?"

She was a little stunned, subconsciously thinking that he was referring to Feng and Sakai just now. After thinking about it, she reacted. She raised her chin slightly, and looking at the clear lines on his face, she felt a little sad. She opened her mouth and said, "How can it be irrelevant?"

"How can it be irrelevant?" She repeated, "That's your father and my mother. Do you dare to say that you were not shocked, angry, or hateful when you knew about it, and didn't feel unfair for your mother?!"

"So what?" Atobe said coldly, "The past is the past. Did the old man have a second choice at that time?" "

Oh, of course, you are also a man of the Atobe family, of course you can understand."

She just sneered. The men of the Atobe family will never give up reason and ambition for personal feelings.

"Yu Ji!"

Atobe frowned. Her words made him unhappy, but he had no way to refute.

"For you, it is understandable to give up your children's personal feelings for ideals and ambitions, but I can't understand why a woman can do this for a man who abandoned her. How did we get through all these years? Your father doesn't know and you don't know either. She gave up the family, gave up her own life, and even the happiness of her children..."

The woman opposite just kept talking to herself. Her voice was very low, but there was a kind of trembling that she tried hard to suppress. In the end, she sighed faintly, as if she realized her own loss of composure, took a deep breath, and stopped talking about this topic: "Sorry, I'm a little tired today."

After saying that, she changed her shoes and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor. When she brushed his shoulder, he grabbed her. The man did not look back, but took a deep breath: "You Ji, we are different."

She looked back at his sharp profile, with a faint shadow under his long eyelids. Her heart trembled slightly, but she spoke coldly: "Of course we are different, you forgot how we started."