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The cherry blossoms in April in Japan have already bloomed one tree after another, pink and clean, the wind blows by, and they fall neatly, falling on the hair and shoulders of passers-by.

Liang Xi was riding a bicycle, humming the song "ぼくら", and stopped at a bookstore under the cherry tree.

As soon as I entered the door, an early copy was handed over.

"Haven't you had breakfast yet?" Song Yizhou said to Liang Xi with a smile while carrying a bag of breakfast.

Liang Xi scratched his head, smiled naively, and took the breakfast.

"Boss, in fact, you don't have to bring me breakfast every day."

Song Yizhou was busy with the work in hand, and said: "After eating my breakfast for three or four years, I feel embarrassed now, huh?"

Liang Xi smiled "hehe" and went to work too.

Song Yizhou accosted Liang Xi without saying a word: "Did Liang Li go to the kindergarten to make a fuss today?"

"No, the little one is very good today."

Life is plain and happy, and happiness is somewhat realistic.

After Song Yizhou settled down in Japan, he opened this bookstore. On a rainy night five years ago, Liang Xi rushed into the store from the rain with Liang Li on his back to avoid the rain.

Song Yizhou was a little surprised when he saw Liang Xi, and felt that the familiarity made him dazed.

Before he could react, Liang Xi greeted Song Yizhou in Japanese.

"Hello, excuse me, is the bookstore still recruiting?"

Song Yizhou's Japanese is not very fluent, and he speaks a few Chinese words from time to time.

Liang Xi covered her mouth and laughed: "Ah, boss, so you are Chinese."

Song Yizhou nodded and said with a smile: "Hello, the store is looking for a clerk, are you here to apply?"

Liang Xi took Liang Li out of the cloth pocket on his back, hugged her into his arms, and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm a student of University A, can I discuss working hours?"

Song Yizhou looked at the child in his arms, he felt more and more familiar, and asked, "This is...?"

"Ah, this is my daughter."

"Well... the working hours are negotiable, we are all Chinese, we will make friends in the future..." Song Yizhou took out a small notebook, planning to write something down, "Are you a part-time job?"

"Ah, I am." Liang Xi stood upright.

"What about you, just pick four hours at any time to come to work."

Liang Xi didn't expect this man to be so easy to talk to.

"Hey, what's your name?" Song Yizhou asked.

"My name is Liang Xi."

Song Yizhou stopped the pen in his hand, opened and closed his mouth, and was in a daze for a long time.

Liang Xi bent down and asked, "What's the matter, is there a problem?"

"Ah, no." Song Yizhou recovered and explained.

In fact, Song Yizhou has already confirmed seven or eight points in his heart that this Liangxi is not that Liangxi, it is the Liangxi who is inextricably linked with his own destiny, and it is the Liangxi who has always been ashamed.

Song Yizhou felt both apprehensive and grateful.

He felt apprehensive for all the things he had done, and he was grateful for the opportunity God gave him to redeem his sins.

In the following years, Song Yizhou treated Liang Xi very kindly.

Liang Xi always felt that he was not rewarded for his merits, but this gentle man named Song Yizhou seemed to be sincerely willing to help him.

Maybe it's because we're in a foreign land, and we're all Chinese, so let's take care of them.

"Xiao Liang, you're going to graduate this year, right?" Song Yizhou asked Liang Xi, who was cleaning the dust off the bookshelf beside him, as he placed the magazines on the shelf.

"Well... yes." Liang Xi lowered his head.

"Then can't you stay?" Song Yizhou continued to ask.

"Yes, I will find a good job as soon as possible." Liang Xi frowned.

Song Yizhou smiled and said, "I know a place where the rent is not expensive and you are guaranteed to live comfortably."

Liang Xi burst into a smile when he heard this, and hugged Song Yizhou: "Ah, Uncle Song, why are you so nice!"

Song Yizhou quickly pushed Liang Xi away, and supported his forehead: "Don't...don't call me uncle."

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaohua calls you uncle, I will take it as thanking you for Xiaohua!"

Song Yizhou shook his head and said, "You really are an unruly man."

"Where is that house, can you accompany me to visit after get off work?"

"Okay, it's next door to my house." Song Yizhou smiled slyly.

"What?!"