People in Tokyo, the world is clear

"Actually, it's not that different from what she described. Ito was worried that you might be worried."

Lin Sen wasn't surprised that Ito Popo could tell his granddaughter was lying. An elder with so many years of experience must have the ability to see things clearly.

So he didn't try to hide it, and just saw the old man staring at him with a smile.

"This kid... well, it's true. To be honest, if I were thinking about Xiao Guozi not having a good time over there, I'd be a little worried."

"It's human nature. Ito decided to come back with me to visit Grandma this time, also considering keeping it a secret from you and reassuring you."

"Although it's a bit offensive, I still want to ask, does Xiaolin have the confidence to say this?"

The old man was still smiling, but his pupils under the lenses were much clearer.

But only in the next second did he see the sincere expression on Lin Sen's face.

"At the moment, my income is definitely enough to support Ito and I's daily expenses. However, I understand your concerns. Perhaps the income of a freelancer is not stable, right?"

"I do have that in mind. I know Xiao Guozi. She's always been focused on one thing. Given the current situation, she should be focusing solely on you."

"I understand. In fact, I have considered all the consequences."

Lin Sen took a deep breath and put on a serious expression:

"I've thought it through. I believe you can see it. Although Ito and I have confirmed our relationship, I will definitely exercise restraint. I will do my best to save enough for the future, and I have thought clearly about what will happen in the future. If there are any problems in my relationship with Ito, or if my income fluctuates and causes some financial problems, I will not hide it from her and will discuss it with her frankly."

"If, due to various reasons, we finally decide to break up, I will take responsibility for my decision to persuade her to resign."

Having said this, Lin Sen took out an envelope from his pocket under the old man's somewhat surprised gaze.

This was probably his own decision that he made without telling a girl - the money was nothing compared to his current savings, and it was also the reward he had always wanted to give to the girl but was always firmly refused by her for helping him take care of the child named Niwa Yuzuru when he was too busy.

It was placed right in front of Ito Kazuko.

"This is probably my current surplus savings that won't affect my life. I want to leave it with you. If Ito and I really can't continue for some reason in the future, please pass this compensation to her on my behalf."

True and false statements are the most difficult to distinguish.

The two young people's goal has never changed - to prevent the elderly man, who is already in poor health, from worrying about his granddaughter losing her job.

The operation added by Lin Sen is not only for the purpose of strengthening this, but also as a preemptive patch for the future ending of this "fake couple".

Judging from the old man’s reaction, his approach was quite effective.

"Xiao Lin is the most mature and practical person of his age that I have ever met in my life."

"Perhaps Ito has always told me that you are an enlightened and wise elder, so I dare to speak so clearly."

"You really are a very down-to-earth child."

The old man expressed a very serious appreciation.

She had no intention of reaching out to touch the envelope, but just stared at the young man in front of her.

"I won't accept this money. However, since you said so, Xiaolin, I should also consider the possibility of the bad things you mentioned."

The old man looked up and glanced towards the room where the girl was.

"Please take back the money. However, I hope Xiaolin keeps it. If, as you said, you and Xiaoguozi separate, I hope you can fulfill everything you said today."

The aunt is the son of the aunt.

"I see. Of course I will."

After receiving the answer, the old man closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

When he opened his eyes again, his smile had returned.

"But no matter what, I still hope you can continue with Xiao Guozi."

"I certainly hope so."

"When Xiaolin discusses things, he always brings up some bad options, but it's very reassuring."

In the next few minutes, Ito Kazuko talked a lot about sex.

She pulled Lin Sen aside and chatted briefly for a few minutes, the focus of the topic being her granddaughter.

Talking about her concerns about the girl's future.

"It's me, Old Bones. This kid has been with me since he was little."

"Maybe it's because I haven't come into contact with enough people and things."

"She's one of those innocent kids. She's always too considerate of others. Maybe, when she suffers a loss, her first reaction is to endure it herself."

"Actually, I've always wanted to tell her. This world can be really cruel and cold sometimes. Sometimes, you really need to be tougher, a little mean, a little selfish, and think more about yourself."

"But, it's such a beautiful piece of uncut jade. Who would have the heart to fill it with impurities? I'm an incompetent grandmother. I always let her think that the world and life are like a fairy tale, that good people are rewarded and bad people are punished. But, it's not like that at all. Maybe one day in the future, when she encounters something and rediscovers some truths, she will blame me a little."

Having said this, the old lady's expression showed a bit of a wry smile. She closed the album in front of her and looked at the young man who was listening in front of her.

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"I'm actually quite happy that she met you, Xiaolin. Although we haven't had much contact, from your words and actions, I can feel that you are the kind of pragmatic and thoughtful child."

"I'm old and sick. I know my physical condition very well. I may not have many years left to live. The only thing I'm worried about is this child."

"If possible, I have a humble request. I hope you can take better care of and protect Xiao Guozi. If this ends in regret, please help her learn how to protect herself from the wind and rain on my behalf."

There is a frank sincerity in the old and somewhat turbid tone.

Lin Sen could feel that Ito Kazuko really regarded him as the object of her love.

A scene that seemed to have happened a long time ago suddenly emerged in my mind.

The scene of a girl buying dinner for a stranger on the night they first met.

And when being exploited by a black-hearted landlord, one endures it silently without telling anyone.

Her actions are always driven by kindness, and she always believes in the beauty of the cruel world.

She is always like this.

Resonance also arises from this.

Lin Sen didn't say anything else. He just looked at Ito Kazuko and nodded to her calmly but slightly forcefully.

Then, at the old man's natural and calm urging, he got up, went upstairs and knocked on the door.

"Ito."

"exist!"

The girl's voice of agreement and the sound of rubbing the quilt could be heard from inside the room.

A few seconds later, there was a response.

"Alright. Senior, just turn off the lights."

When I opened the door and entered the room, what caught my eye was the tightly curled quilt again.

There's a certain cuteness to it that makes people smile.

He reached out for the rope switch, turned off the light, took off his coat and stuffed it into the bag beside the mattress, then used the short quilt to cover most of his body.

I subconsciously turned my head to look sideways, and found a head sticking out from under the quilt on the side, blinking its beautiful eyes with sparkling light in the darkness, looking straight at me.

The moment she was caught, the girl shrank her neck shyly, turned her body and faced away.

After a long while, a sound like sobbing was heard.

"Senior, do you remember? The last time, it was raining."

It refers to the night when I invited her to sleep at my house when we first lived in the old apartment.

"of course I remember."

And that agreement based on lies.

Lin Sen's answer also made the girl take a deep breath.

"Although, it seems like a long time ago, but..."

"Yes. Tomorrow, let's work hard to survive together."

Lin Sen from the Memory Palace will not forget these details.

The answer without hesitation made the girl curl up.

In the quiet bedroom, although he couldn't see her, Lin Sen seemed to hear her laughing softly with the corners of her mouth raised and her breathing out.

I don't know what he is so happy about.

"Always, it's a promise."

“Permanent.”

"Well...goodnight."

Two young people pretending to be lovers, carrying a secret that they could not tell each other, quietly waited for the temperature to rise slowly in this gradually warming season.

On a trivial and beautiful night in late spring.

Chapter 81: Peace and Joy in the World of Long and Urgent Journey

At lunch today, Lin Sen always felt that the expression of the person sitting opposite him was not right.

Ms. Flamingo ate very quickly today, only occasionally looking up after taking a few bites and glancing at his hands holding the chopsticks and supporting the bowl.

It seemed that if the female editor in front of him had not awakened a strange habit, then something must have gone wrong.

Just put down your chopsticks temporarily and place your right hand in front of you.

There was nothing unusual about the appearance, but there was a refreshing smell that hit me.

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I suddenly realized that I was probably too careless when washing my hands before the meal and didn't focus on removing the odor left on my hands.

"Editor Sasakawa has a good nose."

"Although I don't object to Sissy-kun awakening some strange fetish, please clean up carefully before eating. Mixed with the steam of salty food, it's really disgusting. It feels like Pervert-kun is deliberately violating my sacred nose with his smell."

"My pot."

So Lin Sen got up and went to the kitchen to wash off the remains of hand cream.

Slowly remembering the source of this smell——

It all started when I rushed back to Tokyo from the countryside this morning.

I got up early. As usual, I helped with the housework, tidied up the old house for the elderly, and said goodbye to the elders with Miss Ito.

Before leaving, he gradually took the girl's hand in front of the old man to show his intimacy, then said goodbye to the old lady who was drinking tea, and turned to catch the early train.

But I didn't think about it, maybe I was confused, or too casual and calm.

It was not until we sat down in the waiting hall that Miss Ito and I realized at the same time that we had forgotten to separate our hands on the way here.

At that moment, I noticed the girl's blushing face, which looked a little helpless.

Fortunately, both sides adjusted quickly.

The interlude passed quickly. Only a slightly slippery residue remained on my hands, from the girl's hand cream.

Things should have been left as they were.

But when he sat down, the attentive girl grabbed his right hand with both hands, spread out the five fingers one by one and opened the palm——

This morning at the old house in the countryside, Lin Sen took on some moving work. He helped to move some old, unused furniture and also slightly adjusted the layout of the cabinets and tables in the house.

My body in this life is indeed delicate. My childhood was, after all, a family that had no worries about food and clothing. Since coming to Tokyo to play around, I haven't done any real hard work.

The skin on my hands is unexperienced and becomes red and dry after doing housework. There are even some marks that have not healed yet. It is really unbearable.

It seemed as if the girl next to him also noticed the unconscious hand holding.

So Miss Ito took out the hand cream she carried with her, put a few drops on Lin Sen's palm with her fingers, and urged the young man to complete the hand care task while he was speechless.

Thinking about it, it was a terrifying experience. However, in the end, I didn't refuse the kindness.

After that, I forgot about it until someone pointed it out to me now.

No wonder I felt like I was surrounded by a strange fragrance today - I thought it was because I added too much laundry detergent last time.

After quickly tidying up and returning to the table, the female editor had already finished her lunch and was holding an unknown magazine, reading something unknown.