Celebrity ex-girlfriend got revenge on me

Chapter 1 Daughter from the Future

The blue sky was gradually dyed a line of red.

On the cross street in Shinjuku, he took the evening rush after get off work.

The crowds came from all directions, as if they were trying to break people apart, everyone was in a hurry, and everyone was desperately rushing to the road.

Because it was the pollen season when spring was blooming, everyone wore masks. The sages from Beiyuan slowed down, looked at the clusters of flowers blooming on the green branches, and said with emotion: "It's been three months. ."

It has been three months since I consciously woke up from the memory of my past life.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether it is time travel or awakening the memory of the past life, but he prefers the title "Once Me" to the pronoun "Original Master of the Body".

the difference?

Perhaps it is the sense of identity in this life.

In fact, think about why there are more than 70 billion people in the world, why they have become the sages of Beiyuan.

Thinking of his previous life, his name was Tang Xian. In this life, he was a sage from Beiyuan. His adoptive father in his previous life was called Tang Zhengyi, and his adoptive father in this life was also called Beiyuan Zhengyi. Perhaps it was the other self in the parallel world that would be such a coincidence.

Nakamura Yuki, who was traveling with him, turned his head and said in an embarrassed tone: "Sorry Kitahara-kun, I was replying to the line message just now, what did you say?"

"Nothing, let's go."

Nakamura Yuki quickly chased after him, turned his head and said, "Have you heard about Kitahara-kun, the big star who recently won an award at the World Music Competition and became popular overnight, will come to our school tomorrow."

"What about the big star pianist, you said, will she be transferred to our class! By the way, it's called Amamiya Masahiro."

Beiyuan Xianren's footsteps stopped for a moment, and he was suddenly in a trance for a moment.

Amamiya Masahiro is a name that is so familiar that it can no longer be familiar.

Immediately, unpleasant pain mixed with melancholy thoughts, subconsciously making waves and waves in my heart.

Nakamura Yuki did not notice the abnormality of Kitahara Sage, and said as he walked:
"I have received so many advertisements and announcements, and my reputation is on the rise, but inexplicably, I suddenly decided to focus on my studies and suspend studio activities, which is really puzzling."

"Beiyuan-kun, have you seen that promotional video, the girl who is very beautiful, handsome, and a little mysterious, seems to be the same age as us?"

Nakamura's inquiring gaze looked over, and then his face showed concern.

"Beiyuan-kun, your expression is so strange, as if you remembered something sad? Or are you feeling unwell?"

Beiyuan Xianren took a deep breath, didn't give Nakamura a chance to ask again, and immediately changed his words, "I'm just a little tired. It's getting late, let's go home."

When he closed his mouth, he lowered his head and quickened his pace as if escaping from the scene of the accident!
In this world, maybe everyone has some memories that they don't want to be mentioned.

Nakamura Yuki didn't think much about it. He just thought that Kitahara-kun was tired after finishing the work. He quickly caught up with him, his eyes showing admiration, and continued:
"Little Chopin No.1, Grand Chopin No.2 and the Best Concerto Award, and won the Leeds International Piano Competition No.1 two months ago"

"She seems to be the youngest winner in the history of the Leeds International Piano Competition. She is almost the same age as us, and she has achieved world-renowned achievements. It's really amazing!"

Beiyuan Xianren was silent, and his footsteps were a little faster.

"Kihara-kun, why do you think Masahiro Amamiya came to our school?"

Nakamura Yuki showed a very incomprehensible expression.

"Although our school is not bad, um, the deviation value is medium-to-high, and the reputation and teachers are also good, but there are obviously so many better and more suitable schools to choose from, Waseda, Qingshan, or even skipping grades to Dongda University, as long as she If she wants to go, she must be rushing to open the door for her, and she should go to the Emperor, Curtis, that kind of internationally renowned big music academy."

"Why did you come to our school when you suddenly returned to China to settle down?"

Perhaps it was his wandering for a while that made him lucky to avoid the rush hour of the subway. At this time, there were not too many people on the platform.

Beiyuan Xianren stood outside the yellow line, waiting for the subway to arrive.

If you say you don't know that name, you can only deceive others, or deceive yourself.

It's not just "knowing", so simple, so easy.

Can his relationship with Amamiya Masahiro be described as "a childhood sweetheart with a broken friendship" and "a confidante who has a deep hatred and feud"?
Or a more ambiguous and cruel statement.

Someone was whispering nearby.

"Hey, Yumiko, look at the advertising wall, why are there any promotional videos of Masahiro Amemiya recently, advertisements, magazines, big screens in shopping malls, even my hometown on the island where not many people live. Couldn't escape!"

"It's normal, right? Harumi, No.1 in the Leeds International Piano Competition, No.17 at the age of 1, broke that Korean named Kim, and maintained the championship record for 14 years!"

"Not only did he break the record, but he was also the first Chinese to win No.1 in the event. Whoever it is, no matter which country's media, will definitely report it overwhelmingly as a national glory."

"She is so beautiful, she looks so beautiful, she must be very popular with boys!"

Suddenly, the sage of Beiyuan turned sideways and looked at the subway advertising wall.

In the LED screen, a girl with long hair fluttering, wearing a deep black pleated dress, sitting in front of a pure white grand piano, Zhang Xian is dazzling under the background light, like an elegant black dress swan.

It's just that this lady swan seems to be a little angry.

In the corner of her eyes, which she turned slightly to the side, there was an undisguised expression of displeasure, as if she was angry with someone.

After staring at him for a long time, Beiyuan Xianren suddenly burst into laughter.

Is this what people call "mysterious girls"?
What kind of mysterious mystery is there? It’s actually just angry—unclearly angry.

He just saw this picture, and he didn't need a second glance at all. Based on his understanding of the person, he made up the so-called "mysterious girl" in one thought.

I think it was the cameraman who kept taking pictures of Amamiya Yahiro, which annoyed her. Her unusual temperament and people who didn't know the truth couldn't get along with her at all.

After all, that person is definitely not the type that is easy to get along with.

If you think about it now, even back then, he was helped by his father and a sister next door.

Just that trust
After the accident,
Now, five years later,
Maybe it's already gone.
Not even the slightest chance to reconcile.

In the distance came the rumbling sound of the approaching subway.

At this time, he suddenly realized that the position he was standing in happened to be in the direction that the person in the painting was staring at.

It was as if the person in the painting was sitting there, his eyes undisguised and naked, questioning him!Get angry!
The spring cold in April is over, the warm southeast monsoon blows through Tokyo, and the streets are full of cherry blossoms quietly blooming.

In the walled courtyard of an old-style single-family house, a petite primary school girl is sneaking around, standing on tiptoe under the cherry blossom trees in the courtyard.

The sage of Beiyuan turned into the gate of his house,

The primary school girl turned around when she heard the sound,

The clear pupils suddenly flashed.

She hurried forward, kicked her calves back, and threw herself into Beiyuan Xianren's arms, her small arms wrapped tightly around his waist, and said cheerfully, "Dad, I've finally found you!"

Beiyuan Xianren lowered his head and looked at the primary school girl who was burying her head in his stomach, and her brain reacted for a while.

dad?

He doubted his ears.

Who is this girl?It's inexplicable what to do suddenly.

Recently, the molestation incident seems to be quite serious, so it must not be a fraud.

Especially in this life, he used to have a special identity. Once this kind of thing is spread, the social effect of brewing will only be worse and more serious.

Beiyuan Xianren sighed and raised his hands above his head, "There are surveillance cameras nearby, if I don't let go, I will call the police."

The little porcelain doll raised her head, looked up at the sage of Beiyuan, and blinked her eyes.

She quickly let go, took two steps back, and bent down ninety degrees, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry dad! Did Huagu scare you?"

"What do you call me?" Beiyuan Xianren's expression gradually became strange.

Does this little girl have a problem with her brain?

The porcelain doll straightened her waist, and her expression became serious, "Odo~san!"

"Hua Gu is a space-time warrior who travels through time, and is your daughter three years later! Hua Gu travels through time and returns to the present 13 years ago to save you. Forget it, it's troublesome to say, and Dad may not believe it, but it's all true Really! Can we go home and talk slowly."

Time Warrior?It turned out to be a secondary illness. Beiyuan Xianren shook his head helplessly and passed the little guy.

"Hey, it's getting dark, don't let your adults worry."

The little porcelain doll hurriedly chased after him, jumping on both legs, like a little koala sticking to a tree, hanging on Beiyuan Xianren's thigh, looking up at him pitifully, "Huagu is really you. daughter."

"Dad think about it, Beiyuan Huagu, Huagu, Huagu! Does the name Huagu have any significance to Dad!"

"Is it the name that was already set for my future daughter!"

Looking at the little guy hanging on his lap, with seriousness written all over his face, and acting like a real little guy, Beiyuan Xianren was also a little shaken.

He slowly fell into thought, recalled repeatedly, and determined that there was really no memory clue about "Flower Valley" in his mind, he hesitated and said:

"Little girl, did you admit the wrong person? Do you have any evidence?"

"Hua Gu has been with my father for ten years, Hua Gu has lived in this house for ten years, Hua Gu is absolutely! It is absolutely impossible to admit mistakes!"

Facing the suspicion of the sage of Beiyuan, the little porcelain doll suddenly became anxious.

"Huagu has evidence! Dad, you open my schoolbag, and there is a new mobile phone you bought for me. At this point in time, that mobile phone has not been developed yet. Dad will find out by checking the Internet! There are also my exam papers, the printing time. Ten years later!"

bag?Beiyuan Xianren glanced at her empty back.

"Little Koala" also turned his head, his face looked behind him, his expression suddenly froze, but he still didn't jump down from the "tree".

"The schoolbag is gone and it was still there just now," she quickly reacted. "Dad, this is all true! It sounds complicated and complicated. Can we go home and talk about it slowly?"

The little porcelain doll looked up at the sage of Beiyuan, her eyes were even more aggrieved and pitiful, "Huagu has not eaten for a day, Huagu is so hungry."

This little guy really wants to come into my house?
Beiyuan sage suddenly became vigilant.

Said to be his future daughter, but there was no evidence, how could he be convinced by just a questionable name.

And now the society is full of turmoil. Except for people with ulterior motives, who would dare to take an underage girl they don't know to their home casually?

Is this a fairy jump?

I'm being targeted by a blackmail gang?
Beiyuan Xianren grabbed the collar of the little porcelain doll, lifted her up, and put it on the ground.

"Okay, it's time to get over your play addiction. I'm really tired. I'll go home soon when I'm hungry. I'll play with you next time."

As he spoke, Beiyuan Xianren unlocked the door and entered.

Seeing that the sage of Beiyuan entered the house and was about to close the door, the little porcelain doll clenched his fists hard, gritted his teeth, and suddenly shouted at him:
"Your name is Kitahara Kento! 17 years old! Birthday is August [-]th! I like guitar and music!"

The sage of Beiyuan was indifferent and stepped into the door. Anyone can know this news with a simple investigation.

The little porcelain doll was not discouraged, and pointed his small arm straight at him.

"You were once a young pure literature writer! The rookie king who won the 'Literary Award' for your debut novel "Southern Red Bean"!"

Beiyuan Xianren paused for a while, but quickly resumed his action.

The investigation is very careful, it is still an organized and planned extortion gang, it is a pity that the big fat sheep you picked has now become a poor ghost, and will not give you any chance.

The door slammed shut, followed by the sound of footsteps leaving.

The little porcelain doll stood in front of the door, still undeterred.

"Dad, what I'm going to say next may make you unhappy, but this is the only way I can prove my identity!"

She fixed her eyes on the closed door and took a deep breath.

"Amamiya Masahiro, she! It's my father's first love ex-girlfriend!"

"Maybe it's my mother!!"

The sound of footsteps leaving the door suddenly fell silent.

　Note: The Literary Award is just a children's pure literature award. It has a slight reputation and average gold content. The selection scope is for the following children. It is not a great award, but it is not a small award for a cat or a dog. It is almost worth the gold content for a real writer.

　　Chapter 36, explaining the origin of the contradiction between the hero and the heroine

　　
　
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