The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

"Well, Xiaochun, I've already picked up Hiroshi and the others, and they're already in the car."

"Are you on your way? Then I'll go clean up the house right away and get out towels, bath towels, bathrobes, and everything."

The sound of slippers tapping came from the receiver. Hiroshi smiled and thought to himself that this guy was still as impatient as before. He glanced at Kousei Arima, who coughed lightly and shouted into the phone.

"Xiaochun."

"Hey" was the reply from the phone, and then after a few seconds of pause, that energetic voice rang out.

"Is that voice Hiroki? What's wrong?"

Hiroshi smiled and continued talking on the phone.

"Don't prepare yet. We're not staying there tonight."

"Eh?! Why? I've already made your bed."

Xiao Chun's questioning voice rose three points higher.

Hiroshi shrank his neck, coughed lightly and said to Xiaochun on the phone.

"Oh, Xiaochun, that's your wedding room. You haven't even had your wedding yet. It would be inappropriate for the two of us to just rashly move in and live there."

The sound in the receiver paused for a few seconds, and then Xiaochun's voice came intermittently.

"But you came all the way here to help with our wedding, and we let you sleep outside. Isn't that a poor show of hospitality on our part?"

"How can I say I'm not entertaining you well?" Hiroshi grinned. "We're all friends. It would be awkward to talk about hospitality. Kousei and I are good brothers. If we really want to treat you two well, your affection and love for each other is the greatest hospitality you can offer me."

Although he said this, in his heart, the bridal chamber was filled with the intoxicating fragrance of love, which was unacceptable to Haoshu, an unmarried man.

How can you stuff your mouth with dog food and still lick your face and say I want more?

Hiroshi shook his head, shook off the strange thoughts in his mind and continued talking on the phone.

"Xiaochun, Kousei said earlier that you were going to have a private conversation with Xiaoxun, but you don't have to worry about that. I've already made an agreement with Kousei that Xiaoxun will be with you on your bachelorette party, and Kousei and I will go out and have some fun."

After saying this, Hiroshi smiled and winked at Kousei Arima who was standing beside him.

Arima Kousei smiled back.

As expected, people who are engaged in art always have such gentle and elegant smiles.

After hearing Hiroshi's explanation, Xiaochun on the other end of the phone was silent for a while before continuing.

"Well, if you think this plan is okay, then that's fine. Then Kousei..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Arima Kousei, who was listening quietly on the side, immediately responded when he heard the call from his master.

"Take Haoshu and find a better place to live near home."

"Okay, I understand. You should rest early. I'll go home after I've settled things here."

When he said the last sentence, Arima Kousei's eyes softened behind his thick glasses.

"Well, then drive carefully and be safe."

Listening to the intimate conversation between the two, Hiroshi touched his nose and thought to himself that his decision to rest outside was a wise one.

Kousei Arima drove the car from the airport to the entrance of a hotel, and the group got out of the car. He pointed at the surrounding buildings and said to Hiroki.

"Hiroshi, look, this is a hotel near my home. There's a commercial street next to it, so when we go out for drinks we can go directly from here to there."

Hiroshi looked in the direction of Arima Kousei's finger. It was a brightly lit commercial street with bustling crowds of people walking through it in the severe cold.

"Okay, let's book this hotel."

Hiroshi smiled and nodded.

He didn't see a small shop called Kato Izakaya hidden in the corner of the commercial street.

Chapter 296: Warm Memories of Hiroki Gogen

After a hot shower, all the fatigue in his body was washed away. Hiroshi wrapped himself in a bathrobe and opened the curtains of the room. He looked at the dark night sky and the unfamiliar bustling and flashing street scenes in the distance. For some reason, he always felt that there was something over there that attracted his attention.

This is clearly the first time I’ve come to this land, so what’s the reason?

Hiroshi was a little confused.

After finishing things here, let’s go over there and have a good look.

Hiroshi thought so, and he felt that a personal visit would help him resolve the confusion in his heart.

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A soft body hugged him from behind, and a familiar smell came from his nose. Hao Shu subconsciously held the hands around his waist.

"What are you looking at that's so fascinating?"

Miyazono Kaoru's voice sounded softly behind her. The reason why she did not refute what Hiroshi said to Xiaochun in the car just now was because she also cherished the night she spent with Hiroshi.

A night just for the two of us, a true world for two.

Haoshu gently stroked the pair of soft, boneless little hands. He withdrew his mind and felt the warm touch of the person behind him, thinking about the ups and downs they had experienced together in the past.

The time I actually talked to her was in the hospital, not long after my sister was born.

They were so young, how could Miyazono Kaoru remember it so clearly and use it as motivation to bring the two of them to this point?

Hiroshi was a little curious, so he expressed his doubts.

Behind him, Miyazono Kaoru listened silently to Hiroshi's doubts, and finally laughed.

She rested her head against Hiroshi's back and shook it. Hiroshi could clearly feel her movements, the hot air she exhaled, and the fluctuations in her mood.

"In the beginning, I was also confused. Others always thought that love at first sight was impossible, especially when I was young and naive. Those vague expectations were always out of reach. I thought they were just innocent dreams."

"The first time I saw you, I had a longing for you. So when fate allowed us to meet again in the last days of my life, I was overjoyed. At that time, I firmly said to myself: He is there, and this time he will never be able to go there again! During that time, I took off my mask and successfully walked into your life."

Miyazono Xun's hands, which were around Hiroshi's waist, broke free from Hiroshi's restraints and slowly moved to his beating heart. She hugged the lover in front of her again and said with a smile.

"Even, I succeeded in entering your heart."

She smiled happily, like a thief who had succeeded in her plot.

At that time, she was very strong. Even though her heart had already collapsed and she was ready to die, her smile was always shining. So, whenever Hiroshi saw her smile, he couldn't help but want to cry.

He wanted her to continue laughing and give her the motivation to live, so he chose to sacrifice himself.

Hiroshi's heart was warmed by this guy who had successfully entered his heart without even taking off his shoes.

"It's a miracle."

Haoshu sighed and turned around so that the two of them looked at each other face to face.

"Isn't it a miracle? The person I like can also like me. I think this is a miracle."

Miyazono Kaoru raised her head and imprinted her lover's face in the deepest part of her pupils, with happiness on her face. Being able to hug the person she loved like this, express her love to each other, and reminisce about the past times, made people feel extremely happy.

Is there someone in your life who, when you see her for the first time, you already know that she is the one? At this time, you look at her with smiling eyes and say firmly: Don’t even think about going there again!

Haoshu bent down, picked up the person in his arms by the waist, and crawled into the bed amid her silvery laughter.

Soon, the bathrobe fell off his skin and fell to the ground.

Hiroshi lowered his head and stared at the rosy-faced Miyazono Kaoru. Seeing her panting slightly and unable to suppress her pleading expression, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"So, am I in your heart now?"

"Not yet, hurry up."

"Oh."

Ms. Zhang Ailing once said that the quickest way to get into a woman's heart is

Rolling with waves, the nightingale begins to sing, the moon rabbit gradually disappears, and the golden crow rises in the east.

In the morning, Miyazono Kaoru was woken up by Hiroshi's kiss.

There was still a little blush on her face, which made her look even more charming and attractive, making people want to take a bite of her.

"Wake up, we're going to help out at the wedding today. Kousei will be here to pick us up later."

Miyazono Kaoru wrinkled her cute nose and murmured in dissatisfaction, but she still got out of bed obediently. After a simple wash, the two of them linked arms and got into the car of the world-renowned pianist and driver, Comrade Kousei Arima, and headed for the wedding venue.

“This is a really big deal.”

Hiroshi looked at the huge wedding scene in front of him, touched his chin and exclaimed.

It's not just the grand scale of the scene that makes one admire it, the layout is also absolutely gorgeous.

The combination of pure white and bright red, with colorful flowers added to every corner, makes people feel like they are in spring even though it is winter.

Hiroki gently hit the shoulder of Arima Kousei next to him and said with a slightly jealous tone.

"You, not only did you get there before me, but you also made such a big news. Do you know how stressed I am?"

"The burden on your shoulders is much heavier than mine, but those who are capable should do more work."

Arima Kousei teased.

Hiroshi knew what this guy was hinting at. He shrugged and looked at Miyazono Kaoru who was watching the scene with Xiaochun in the distance, with a smile on his lips.

"Those who are capable should do more work. As long as both of us are happy, that's all that matters."

The feeling of being surrounded by love is like bathing in holy light, refreshing, refreshing and wonderful.

Perhaps thinking of the beauty of last night, Hiroshi's mood became much better. The most direct way to express it was that he had more energy to work. Kousei Arima on the side looked at Hiroshi in surprise, wondering if this guy was full of energy.

However, even with the buff, Hiroki and Arima Kousei were still exhausted after going through the performances and other procedures on the wedding day. Tsubaki Sawabe and Kaoru Miyazono both felt sorry for their men and started to serve them tea and water.

Enjoying the back and shoulder massage service of Miyazono Kaoru, Hiroshi hummed comfortably, which made Arima Kousei, who had to drink a sip of water and take care of his pregnant wife, look envious and jealous.

Damn cash

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Chapter 297 Gogen Hiroki and his relatives far away

The air was filled with the smell of sweat and dust, and the bright lights shining directly on him seemed a little too dazzling. As the last note floated out on the strings, Hiroshi took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

He took a few steps forward, his soles clattering on the wooden floor. Facing the empty auditorium, his ears seemed to echo the thunderous applause of his youth, when everything was just beginning for him.

Youth is really nostalgic.

Hiroshi shook his sore arms and let out a long breath. This strange yet familiar feeling made him feel extremely nostalgic.

"What's wrong? Is this not enough?"

A blue suit jacket was casually thrown on the ground, and the sleeves of a white shirt were rolled up high. Arima Kousei behind him also looked breathless. Although sweat had soaked his back, his eyes under the glasses were still bright and shining.

He grinned happily, looking at Hao Shu who was standing in front of him with a violin in his hand, thinking that it had been a long time since he had played so happily, and it was a wise decision to ask this guy to come and accompany him this time.

There were still more than ten hours before the wedding, and the venue had already been decorated. Kotsubaki and Kaoru Miyazono were dragged away by Arima Kousei's mother, who was also a world-renowned pianist, and his aunt to try on clothes. Hiroshi had already received many wedding photos of Kaoru Miyazono on his E-mail.

Although Miyazono Kaoru will be wearing a bridesmaid's dress tomorrow, she had a good time indulging in her wedding dress today. Perhaps she, like many girls, dreams of one day wearing a white wedding dress and walking into the palace of happiness in life.

That was the most beautiful moment in a girl’s life.

Hiroki was pulled to the scene by Kousei Arima to rehearse and play together. Although it was a piece he knew by heart and had confirmed repeatedly that he could perform it perfectly, Kousei Arima still looked afraid that he would make mistakes. Hiroki had no choice but to practice with this guy over and over again.

Not being good at saying no is probably one of Hiroshi’s shortcomings.

So there was the scene at the beginning where the two people were sweating profusely.

"I'm going to get you drunk tonight! Let's see if you can be as active as you are now at the table."

Looking at the guy whose face seemed to be filled with the words "do it again", Hiroshi said angrily, put the violin on his shoulder again, and music once again filled the world.

"Come on, come on!"

Meanwhile, in a corner of the city, in an ordinary apartment, a little boy of about three years old played happily in front of his young mother. In the corner of the room, a television screen was on, broadcasting the daily news. Beside the child's mother, a novel lay, she was taking care of the child while occasionally glancing at the TV.

The news on the local TV station said:

The famous young Japanese pianist Mr. Arima Kousei will hold his wedding tomorrow and will hold a wedding concert in this city. It is reported that this concert will not only be Mr. Arima's solo, but also a mysterious guest will serve as his accompaniment. The true identity of this mysterious guest is not yet clear.

The woman who was concentrating on taking care of her child took a look at the content of the news. This kind of gimmicky news that attracted attention did not attract her attention, so after a glance, she continued to immerse herself in parent-child interaction.

"mother"

Perhaps he was tired from playing, the little boy threw himself into his mother's arms and acted coquettishly.

Rubbing the child's head, a sense of blood-related intimacy lingered in each other's hearts. The woman called mother smiled gently and spoke to the child in an intimate tone.

"Are you tired from playing, Yuzuru? If you are, take a nap. Mom will take you to grandpa's house for dinner later."