Star X Star[Skip Beat]

Just like Helena, she is full of charm and makes all living beings smile evilly.

"No." She said slowly, word by word, exhaling like blue.

This is not the time for acting, Jingzi, what are you going to do?

"Are you—afraid—?"

Following Lian's example, she whispered slowly in his ear, and every time her lips moved, she would inadvertently touch his earlobe. She portrayed the touch that made people blush and heartbeat to the extreme.

What a good student.

He frowned and did not dare to relax at all. The hand holding the towel stopped long ago and put aside the things that were in the way, and reminded each word: "Don't forget, you are not wearing clothes." His throat A little dry.

"Hmm~" The "hmm" is well-balanced, it will neither be too sweet and sweet, nor too peaceful and unremarkable. A slight sound from the nose rises like the tail of a wave. It's so soft and sticky that it makes people itch.

"--I know."

She kept saying "I know", but her performance was not conscious at all. Not only did she not leave a space between the two of them, but she pressed her closer, her slender wrist wrapped around the back of his neck, and her fingers interlaced, not letting him step back.

Something was wrong, a siren sounded in Tsuruga's heart, and the arms that had been propping up her body seemed to be bewitched and completely out of control, supporting her smooth back.

"As expected...you never refuse anyone~" Her tone suddenly turned cold.

Just when she wanted to straighten up and retreat, she found that she was pulled into a deep pool by herself.

"Me and Fiona didn't kiss."

He looked at her with serious eyes and deep eyes, without acting skills, and he was not impatient by the boss.

She froze for a moment: "But..."

"You left without listening to Fiona's subsequent explanation that day, we just used a misplaced performance."

This time Kyoko was a little speechless.

After a while... "You... haven't asked me why... and Bupo..."

"I'm waiting for you to take the initiative to tell me."

"You walked away that day without looking back, I thought you..."

"Of course I'm angry."

He let her finish the sentence, okay? He knew what she was going to say every time, as if he knew her very well!

"Because I'm very angry, I'm afraid that if I'm there, something like the last time he kidnapped you will happen. It's a TV station. I don't care. It doesn't matter if you don't break it. What do you do? What kind of name do you want to carry on those trails?" information?"

Kyoko tightened her arms slightly.

Tsuruga Ren has never been rumored because he is too sensible and knows when it is okay and when it is not. That kind of terrible forbearance and self-control makes him a wonder in the Japanese entertainment industry.

She should know, but she always gives herself other hints.

"I'm sorry..."

I am sorry.

"I didn't deliberately want to go back to Kyoto with Buposhang, but he lied to me that his mother was seriously ill and wanted to see me. After all, I was raised by my aunt, so I went back with him without even thinking about it—"

"You are back in Kyoto."

She lowered her head, almost invisibly.

"And then." He was clearly calm in front of him, but she could almost hear the sound of gnashing of teeth, was it her illusion.

"Then I found out that my aunt was fine, but it was late, so I spent the night there."

"Ah."

Kyoko was confused, he seemed to be trying to get something out of her, but Mogami Kyoko was not an idiot about spending a night in the same suite with Buposhang, if he really said it, it would be the same as committing suicide, right?Under the conflict between heaven and man in her heart, Jingzi still chose a safe way - to skip. "Because there was an announcement the next day, so I rushed back from Kyoto. I didn't break the car with the office, and I went to the same TV station as me, so I took his car by the way—"

"That's it."

She nodded frequently like a chicken pecking rice, and then found that she was even more dizzy than before.

"Although it's understandable, but lying to me—" He bowed his head, and a strange atmosphere suddenly emerged, "It can't happen again, next time?" He obviously had a friendly expression, but It was impossible to capture the emotion in his eyes at all.

No, no, she didn't lie, it's just that she didn't confess everything, "And..." She frowned: "Lian..."

"Is there anything else you didn't say?" He seemed to see something, and continued to smile with a thoughtful service.

"I'm really... burning worse."

A big stone fell to the ground in her heart, and her heavy head finally couldn't support it anymore, and she fell on him in extreme exhaustion.

As I said, you didn't come to take care of me at all.

It was her last thought before going to sleep.

69☆ACT.63 Unrest

A stack of bound paper pages was thrown in front of Buposhang.

"What?" He squinted and fell back on the sofa without interest.

"Registration form."

Bu Po Shang raised his brows, mocking a bit, "Application form?"

Aso Haruki counted the various documents on hand, then looked up and took a glance: "I checked your latest announcement schedule, as well as the progress of the record recording, and think this event can increase your popularity to a certain extent and be with you." The existing work does not conflict." She stretched out her index finger to adjust the glasses on the bridge of her nose: "By the way, you have performed well recently, especially in terms of song creation, what inspired you?"

Bupo Shangbai glanced at the ceiling, and then reached out to take the stack of papers that Xiangzi handed over again. In the next two seconds, he felt that he was surprised by the title on the paper, and he twitched while reading the title. The corner of the mouth: "JBS movie "Seven" internal solicitation application form for the second male lead——Damn!" Bu Po Shang threw down the application page in his hand: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting. I'll find you some other jobs besides singing to pave the way for your future development."

"I'm asking, what do you mean by signing me up for the role of the second male lead?"

"This is JBS's masterpiece of ten years. They are willing to open up the second leading actor, not only to their artists. It's already good. Do you think you can play the first leading actor with your experience in a movie?" Haruki Aso simply put down the document in his hand, and seduced the awkward 'little boy': "Besides, this is also a 'leading actor' name, at least not a supporting actor or a walk-on, one must know how to be content."

"I'm not interested. If I want to act, I don't want to act. If I want to act, I will only play the leading role." As he said, Bu Poshang put on a gesture of "I don't want to talk to him at all", and replaced the registration form with the staff on the low cabinet.

Although the uncle is very arrogant, Aso Haruki has been his producer for a long time. She lowered her head and continued to fiddle with the documents in her hand. default candidate."

Uncle Hu, who has good hearing, moved his ears.

"It's none of my business." Suddenly, he shrugged again.

"If the internal information is correct, there is still such an intimate interaction between the male number two and her character..."

The atmosphere around Uncle Tiger brightened up!

"Tsk, a young actor like her who has just debuted can only have a little bit of contact with the male number two." Bu Poshang casually commented, while putting the composition score on the side as if he had nothing to do, and lightly dusted it with his thumb and forefinger After reading the registration form, he sharply saw the role summary on the registration form.

Yo, the police?

He immediately imagined himself handsomely drawing his gun, chasing after him bravely, and his blond hair rustling and shining in the afterglow of the setting sun.

My saliva is about to flow down... Well, it really suits me.

"I think if even a newcomer like Kyoko can get on this show, there's no reason why you shouldn't go because of your popularity." Seemingly having finally dealt with the documents in hand, Haruki Aso gave Xiangzi a sneaky glance: " The recruitment of characters for this show is a hot topic in the entertainment industry recently, I originally wanted to see if our best entertainers had a chance to get a piece of the action, since you have no interest, then forget it." The net has been cast deep enough and wide enough Now, she is like a calm fisherman, waiting for the fish to enter the net.

"It's a pity," Xiangzi frowned coquettishly, "I see that our Jingshan and Rebron have signed up, but with their qualifications, I guess Chishi has no hope in this drama." His brows and eyes lightly swept towards Bupo, as if expecting the existence of a savior.

"Huh—" Bupo took a deep breath, shook his head, and straightened himself from the sofa bed, his original cynical demeanor gradually subsided, "Although it doesn't suit me, it doesn't look like I can't do it without me. "

Who made him the most popular idol in Chishi alone? Isn't that what the saying goes: the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

"Then report my name and treat it as my friendship."

"That's great." Aso Haruki and Aki Shoko exited the lounge with satisfied smiles.

As soon as he walked out and closed the door, Xiangzi hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell him that Jingzi was the default candidate for the heroine?"

"Tell him?" Haruki Aso raised his chin in the direction of the lounge: "With his temperament, if he knew that Kyoko was playing the heroine, and he was only signing up for the second male lead, do you think he would agree?"

"But you'll know when the time comes, right?"

"Cooked duck," Aso Haruki sneered, "it can't escape."

Poor Bupo, who had no idea that he was being counted against, was still thinking about his importance in the lounge, when a more critical question jumped into his thinking list.

Wait a minute, this blockbuster hit - who's the lead actor? !

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New York, USA.

In front of the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, a well-built man with his upper body bare, let the morning light sway on his skin wantonly, and the water droplets that have not been wiped off after bathing are still rolling down, winding and sliding from the neck all the way until he is submerged. On top of gray slacks.

The chestnut-brown short ear-length hair was slightly curled at the end, and the fluffy hair was intertwined in a messy way, with only a few fine strands left on the forehead. At this moment, because of the wetness, it was hanging down, blocking the emerald green pupils.

Drops of water dripped from the temples again, along the scar on the right mandible that was twisted like a flame, crawled along the neck along the trace of the scar, and flowed across the entire scarred upper body on the right side.

Behind him, the man dressed as a housekeeper handed over the phone, he tightened the drawstring of his slacks, and took it without looking back.

"I'm Er." Without changing his face, he held the receiver between his shoulder and ear, and picked up the morning newspaper on the table with the other hand.

The financial front page of the morning newspaper had a huge headline saying "Gallo acquired Hansen, the stock index hit another ten-year high."

The morning sun shines through the tall trees in the courtyard and shines into the living room. He stopped walking and looked at the servants who were busy watering the grass in the distance. .

Then, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he smiled.

"I'll meet you in Japan."

Putting down the phone, he didn't do anything, just stood in front of the French windows, looking into the distance in an unchanged posture.

"Master." The gray-haired butler stepped forward.

"Harold." The man who was called the master turned his face slightly, not hiding the scar on his chin: "Do you believe in the cycle of cause and effect?"

The butler frowned, not understanding what he was referring to, but he faintly felt that this must be a big deal, because he had never seen his master like this before.

"Help me book a plane ticket to Tokyo, Japan today." The man stopped talking about the previous topic, but just walked towards Nanmu Jing, and the butler followed him step by step.

"Return tomorrow?"

"No, one way." Facing the mirror, the man stretched out his hand to stroke the scar: "It's still so abrupt."

"Actually, it can be repaired, Master."

The man shook his head imperceptibly: "I don't want it to disappear, it's interesting, isn't it?" He looked straight at himself in the mirror, the horrible scar seemed to have cut half of his body, It was engraved on him like a pattern.

"It always reminds me that there is an ant that slipped away from my hand..."

How will you escape this time?

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She got up in a daze, pushed open the door, and walked all the way to the source of the fragrance.

In the process of walking towards the source, her brain was waking up step by step. The furniture, decorations, and the huge room that caught her eyes all seemed to be a familiar morning, but it was not the most familiar morning.

Because this is not her den, it is...

The man in front of him was concentrating on the mobile phone in one hand, and the spoon in the other hand, stirring gently in the stainless steel pot.

He changed clothes, but it was still a shirt, pure white, with a wide hem that wasn't tucked into his jeans, and he must have not noticed that there was already a little food stain on the hem.

Kyoko didn't want to disturb him, but just looked at the scene in front of her with a smile.

Like a painting, if it were really depicted, it would have to be called The Man in the Kitchen.

"Huh?" Although she didn't make a sound, Tsuruga Lian still found her: "You should sleep for a while."

"What are you doing?" Now that he had been discovered, Kyoko approached him unabashedly.

"breakfast."

"Oh?" Kyoko raised her eyebrows strangely, studying the contents of the pot like a good student. "But you don't eat breakfast."

Soon she received Lian's eyes—the eyes you asked knowingly.

"Where did the ingredients come from?" She didn't believe that he had eaten a few meals obediently at home, so don't tell her that it was left over from her last time, then it would not be called breakfast, but a Hongmen banquet.

"The supermarket downstairs from the apartment." Although it is a high-end apartment with strong privacy, and the surrounding supporting personnel have all seen the world, he probably will never forget the end of the world when the salesperson saw him buying a bag of ingredients. like expression.

Jingzi's eyes wandered over the ingredients laid out on the cooking table, and she confirmed that these things were definitely not enough for a breakfast, not to mention that she could not help frowning slightly with her appetite now recovering from a serious illness.

Tsuruga is indeed a person who has no concept of cooking.

But the things that are cooking now are quite similar. Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth could not help but reveal a smile, because she saw the mobile phone that Lian was about to stuff into her pocket.

Just to cover it up, when he checked Tianshou Guwu, she didn't forget that someone immediately turned to the mobile phone network for help.

But she didn't intend to expose someone's small self-esteem, "There are so many, I can't finish it."

Lian turned off the fire, picked up a hand towel and wiped the stains on her hands: "It's not a meal."

"Uh... eh?"

"The office has asked for leave for you. You have to rest for a day. I checked your announcement schedule with Mr. Yu. Today, I will arrange a performance on a TV station and a three-day audition meeting. You can also go tomorrow. Speaking of which—that What's the matter with the performance of the TV variety show? Why haven't I heard you say it?"

Jingzi's eyes stared like copper bells, and the words "catastrophe is imminent" pressed on top of her head for a moment.

"Didn't Mr. Zun tell you anything?"

"I just asked about your schedule for today, so he just told me briefly."

Mr. Li is wise!At this moment, she can't wait to kneel down and shout long live to the portrait of Wu Xian in her heart.

You know, Fang is a secret that has not been revealed between them!

"So what exactly does that job do, and why I've never heard of it..."

"No need to rest!" Kyoko suddenly closed his eyes and interrupted him loudly.

Lian was a little surprised.

"My illness is cured, and work is very important. I don't want to delay it, so rest or something, such a disease-free thing, should be left to others. I have full motivation—" She clenched her fists fiercely, Her gaze was surprisingly firm, but she felt dizzy for a moment when she was exerting force - she didn't show it, even if it wasn't because of the problem of interrupting Lian, she didn't interrupt to waste a day of recuperation.

So no matter how persuasive Tsuruga Lian was at the breakfast table, Miss Kyoko has already made up her mind to devote herself wholeheartedly to her acting career. When she was fully prepared to start her new day as an LME artist, a phone call killed her thoughts.

"Kyoko... Please come to my office in the morning—" It was the president's voice.

"About your stay in the LME."

Go...stay...ask...question...?

70☆ACT.64 Unable to choose the choice

When Kyoko walked into the president's office, the atmosphere was very solemn.

Uncharacteristically, Raleigh no longer wears exotic clothes, but a normal suit.

She looked around, but didn't see the person she expected, but found Wuxian Wuxian also sitting on the sofa, discussing something with the president, with an excited expression.

He was so focused that when Kyoko came in, the conversation between the president and him hadn't stopped, and neither of them noticed.

"I don't agree, it's a pity to give up her just because of this reason!"

"There are rules for everything, and we broke the rules first."

The president's response was orderly, completely devoid of his usual playful tone.

The content of the argument shocked her. Although she wanted to know more, but out of politeness, Jingzi still called softly: "President, Mr. Shen."

The two looked at her in unison.

Jingzi nodded slightly to apologize: "I'm sorry, I knocked on the door, but there was no response, the door was not closed, and I came in after hearing your voice."

"It's okay, you came just in time." Raleigh leaned on the huge sofa with his arms outstretched, imposing; "Sit down."

She awkwardly walked to the opposite side of the president, next to Mr. Moan, and sat down.

"Go ahead, I'll talk to her alone."

"President—"

"Go."

It's not that I haven't seen the president when he was serious, but the statement about her own fate makes Jingzi uneasy. She knows that it all stems from the sentence "that person" said yesterday, "If necessary, I will talk to the president in person." , it seems that she has already talked about it at some point, but she doesn't know what excuse she used.Jingzi sat upright with her knees together, her head bowed unconsciously, fearful of the coming bad news.

"You said at the beginning," the president paused, as if he was considering whether to repeat that sentence: "No matter where you are, no matter what you do, no one cares." Is it true?"

Jingzi raised her head when she heard the words, thinking of herself when she first came to LME, and the self who said this sentence at that time, she smiled bitterly.

"I believe my acting skills can't fool you." She didn't answer directly, but gave an obvious answer.

Raleigh sighed: "I know, but obviously the script is not written that way now."

"Eh?"

"The person you thought you wouldn't care about found me."

really.Jingzi groaned secretly in her heart, and her heartstrings tightened with a click.

"She wants you to quit the LME."

Kyoko didn't make any other expressions, all of this was expected.

"Aren't you surprised?"

"She came to see me first." Jingzi looked through the president's window and looked out of the window of the building. The building opposite the president's office is a building with an all-glass facade. At this moment, under the sunlight, the signboard of the LME building is clearly reflected .

LME——Thinking about it, it has been a year since I came here, how time flies.

Raleigh didn't ask any more questions, he straightened up and walked to the bar, poured himself a glass of wine that Kyoko didn't know the name of.At 10 o'clock in the morning, the world is waking up and getting on its existing track step by step, but Jingzi feels that her life is going in the opposite direction and gradually derailed.

Because of the president's silence, Kyoko held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "She can't decide my life."

Raleigh took a sip, "Emotionally speaking, yes."

"Emotionally..."

"You are not old enough to make your own decisions." He walked slowly to the French window with his wine glass in hand, leaving Jingzi a back view: "If it is true as you said, she is an irresponsible mother, and I don't want you to be bound by her ——However, as far as I know, she has indeed fulfilled her duty of support. We have no way to refute this."

Obligations... Does he mean those cold living expenses?

"In this case, she is still your legal guardian. You are still underage. If she does not agree, your contract with LME will be invalid, and you will not be able to continue working in the entertainment industry before you become an adult."

……

……

What do you mean?

Ha ha?Jingzi stood up suddenly, that is to say, she changed from an abandoned pawn to a pawn with an owner and lost her freedom? !

"If we continue to let you stay in the LME, we will bear legal responsibility."

"President—"

"I know you are not reconciled, I have also fought with your mother, promised, I told her your talent, you may have a bright future, but... she seems to be very repulsive to the entertainment industry."

Her fists clenched slightly.

Seemingly comforting, Raleigh turned his head and stared at Kyoko, "Actually, you can wait, as long as three years, after three years - you will be free."

"No!" She closed her eyes tightly, her fisted knuckles turned white. "No, no, no—"

There are no more words to describe the feeling in her heart at this moment, as if her soul was shackled by someone and ruthlessly taken away from her body - that existence called "Mogami Kyoko", who was full of hope The existence that was cobbled together with Xinxi little by little, the woman who has a tough look and is not overwhelmed by anyone or any difficulty, and keeps going forward...

Am I going to lose you?

Am I losing it all?

Tremors emanated from her small body.

Three years.

She felt that she was put on a leash like a dog, humble, powerless, and lonely, just begging for mercy.The man on the leash could keep her locked in place for a dozen years, then come back and manipulate her every step as he pleases.

Three years...?

What she was afraid of was not three years...not these three years at all!

What she was afraid of was losing in front of that person, smashing herself with her own hands in front of her, obliterating the existence of "Mogami Kyoko"!

"Sure enough...it's just..."

"Kyoko?"

She opened her eyes, her eyes were empty: "It's just a vicious circle of hope and despair."

A smile broke out.

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Tsuruga Lian shivered.

He didn't know where this sense of anxiety rising from the bottom of his heart came from, but he just felt that something was about to happen.

"strangeness."

Because of Sha's sudden doubt, Ren looked sideways at him.

"That woman..."

"Ok?"

"It doesn't look like a member of any firm, let alone an artist. If you talk about companies with business contacts, they don't have the same aura. All in all...she is not from the entertainment industry." Originally trailing behind Lian She Xing stopped and murmured to the back of a woman who was walking out of the company gate.

Lian couldn't help laughing: "Since when did you become interested in strange women?"

"If she hadn't come out of the president's office this morning, I wouldn't have paid attention to her." She Xing adjusted his glasses: "As your manager, I can clearly grasp every move of the president. Chu, any changes will not be missed." Before Lian had time to praise him for his professionalism, She Xingyi answered again: "But I have never seen this strange woman. Not long after she left, The president called Wuxian Wu to the president's office, and now it's Kyoko again, the situation is a bit weird."

Kyoko?

As if the hunter had heard the sound of the prey, Ren Tsuruga pricked up her alert ears.

Kyoko's distraught look after receiving a call from the president this morning... and yesterday's rain...

Everything is like pearls with broken strings, there is only one key to connect them together.

He couldn't help speeding up his pace and walked to the reception desk at the door. Although the club didn't know his intentions, he followed without asking any questions.

"Sachiko."

"Hi, morning, Mr. Tsuruga." The receptionist at the front desk was obviously surprised that Lian would come to her in a serious manner, and was naturally delighted.

"Is there an appointment from the president this morning?"

The receptionist known as Sachiko smiled: "Mr. Tsuruga, it's not a good idea to inquire about the president's itinerary."

Although it was a tactful refusal, how could Tsuruga Lian dismiss it so easily? He lowered his head, pressed his slender knuckles against his thin lips, and seemed to be suppressing his own smile, but the soft, soft laugh never ceased. Throat overflowed, as if a melody with perfect chords was exciting, and all emotions fluctuated involuntarily with his laughter.

"It's okay." He raised his head, smiled, and smiled brightly.

It was just a smile, which seemed to overshadow all the brilliance of this world, and it was unparalleled.

He didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

"Wait, wait—Mr. Tsuruga!"

"Huh?" The humming from the nose added to the sexy aftertaste.

"There was one in the morning, and she didn't make an appointment before. She said she wanted to talk to the president directly. It was about a lawsuit. I asked her to talk to the president first. Later, the president signaled for her to go up."

"Who is it?"

Xingzi shook her head: "A woman who is nearly forty years old, I don't know her identity, she didn't explain."

"What about the name?"

Sachiko, who seemed to have leaked the president's schedule to herself, checked the registration records on the computer, and then picked up the registration form from the pile of files to look through.

"Well, here it is." She opened one of them, pointed to a name and handed it to Tsuruga Lian——

Top with sprouts.

As if a thunderbolt had hit him, Lian was stunned in place.

Without any warning, Lian quickly rushed to the door of the company.

"Mr. Tsuruga—"

Only the club who also saw the name was left behind, thinking about it in place.

However, it is long gone.

When Lian rushed to the square outside the LME, no matter where she was near or far, the woman had long disappeared.

He kept looking around, as if the whole space was revolving around him, the sky and the earth were big, that inconspicuous figure had long since disappeared in any ordinary corner that was inaccessible.

As wise as he is, he finally knows where the anxiety comes from.

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Narita International Airport.

The man was wearing a gray windbreaker, standing at the exit of an international flight.

He hasn't stopped for a long time, and someone is already walking towards him not far away.

"Excuse me, Mr. Er?" The fluent English showed that the other party knew him well.

He nodded, but looked displeased.

"Please come with me." The driver-like person took his luggage, "Miss asked me to meet you."

The man snorted coldly. As he was, he was obviously not very happy with this kind of hospitality.

"Please don't blame the lady. After all, as a lady, it is not suitable to appear in the welcoming area."

Oh, it's really interesting, what kind of identity is this mysterious person who gave him the news?

What made him even more interesting was, what does such a person want from him?

He casually followed the person who picked him up out of the airport hall, and at the door, a valuable Bentley opened the door for him.

A pair of slender legs protruded from behind the car door.

"Hi, it's the first time we meet, I'm Chizuru Sain."

The beautiful woman with a delicate face smiled slightly.

71☆ACT.65 Truth

"How?" She asked with concern.

Tsuruga Lian shook her head: "She didn't answer."

It would be easier to ask the president directly, Lian thought about it in his heart, but thinking that this was a private matter that Kyoko had never discussed with him, he dismissed the idea, even though when he was in charge, he didn't care much about Kyoko's mother. Unfamiliar...but it was just the word, he couldn't count how many times that little girl cried in front of him for her mother.In my memory, that woman was strict and rigid, always aloof and determined everything, but suddenly disappeared one day...

It is obviously not a good thing to appear suddenly now.

There are still ten days until the public audition for "Seven", but the most anticipated day, suddenly became an unattainable dream for Mogami Kyoko.Of course, time will continue to move forward, but the game ten days later will not wait for her.

In the end, the president did not force her to do what she should do, nor did she tell her the specific time to leave LME, but only gave her four words: think carefully.

think about it

What are you thinking about, how do you want to convince her mother who is extremely controlling, or how do you want to convince this forced self?

Feeling dazed, she sat on a flower bed in front of the LME building.

It's not a dead end, she knows, after all, there is still a glimmer of life, if she can get that person to agree that she will continue to stay in the entertainment world.

But...she smiled self-deprecatingly.

This chance of survival is too slim.

Like a soulless machine, the legs walk spontaneously towards the unfamiliar streets of Tokyo.

A gust of wind blows by, I don't know where it came from, and I don't know where to go.

She didn't return to LME, she didn't return to the tumbler, she just wandered aimlessly in Tokyo. Although she has acted in a few commercials and made a few films, she is still that ordinary female high school student, lost in the crowd, just Can't find it.

Surrounded by people from Tokyo who walked mechanically like her, when they passed by, they cursed. Kyoko turned her head, and soon she couldn't even see the person who cursed. Tokyo's fast pace is the best way to bury one's self. way, but she came to this city to find herself.

So, was I wrong from the beginning?

It's hard to get used to it, but she has nowhere to go.

There is Bupo's home in Kyoto, and she has nothing to do with Bupo for a long time.

Here in Tokyo, she will soon withdraw from the LME, and the big family that gave her unlimited motivation in the past will no longer be involved with her.

The concept of home is so vague.

[Shall we get married? ]

That's why she was so shaken by this sentence, because it not only represented a girl's dream, but also represented that she would have a home that she had never had before.

Maybe she should really choose to go back to Kyoto and marry Bupo?

Suddenly, she embraced her arms and sneered, bending her waist so much that her stomach ached from laughing.

Mogami Kyoko, Mogami Kyoko, can you think of such a joke?

But, where can I go now...

Tokyo night when the lights are on.

He didn't know how many times he dialed that number, but no one answered.

Taking out the key from his pocket, the elevator door just opened.

Tsuruga Ren lowered her head and pressed a few numbers, and while dialing, she walked towards the door of her apartment.

"Really, I haven't come back yet... I see, I will go out to find her after putting down my things. You don't have to worry—" His unspoken comfort froze for a moment.

In front of the usually deserted and lonely apartment, there was a small figure huddled.

A figure sitting on the ground with his knees folded and his head buried in his chest.

He had seen this familiar posture not long ago.

"...Don't worry, I found her. I will send her back tomorrow. Well, you two should also rest well."

At the end of the farewell sentence, his long legs were pacing up to her.

His footsteps were very light, but she was still aware of his presence, and looked up at him bewilderedly.

"Why didn't you answer my phone all day?"

Kyoko didn't speak, just shook her head.

"It doesn't matter if you don't answer my call, but you should at least inform the tumbler. It's worrying, Jingzi."

She muttered "I'm sorry" in a small way, but looked at other places absently.

Worried about her uncharacteristic expression and movements, he squatted down and looked straight into her unfocused eyes.

Then he didn't ask anything, but got up and walked to the door of the apartment, picked up the key and opened the lock.

"Come in." Opening the door, he said.

Jingzi looked sideways at him, and at the warm yellow light pouring from the entrance, without moving for a long time.

"You don't want to come in, why are you here?"

……

"……I have no idea."

After a long while, she finally murmured: "I don't know."

She wants a place to go, a place that belongs to her, a place that needs her and she needs it too.

By the time she regained consciousness, she had already arrived here.

Tsuruga Ren sighed and said calmly