Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 566 The Rebirth of Red Leaves

After arriving at the venue, Fujiwara successfully passed through the security and sneaked into the main venue from the corridor behind the show with the invitation letter sent to him by Ms. Toraya.

Fujiwara looked particularly confident as he held the gold-edged invitation. The air in the corridor was filled with a unique fragrance and the sound of discussions. Various staff members were busy shuttling back and forth, making final preparations for the upcoming show.

Hongye held Fujiwara's hand tightly, and her soft palm was closely attached to Fujiwara's skin, transmitting the subtle body temperature between them. Her steps were slightly hesitant, but gradually became firmer under Fujiwara's leadership. She looked up at the back of Fujiwara's neck, a complicated light flashed in her eyes, and an imperceptible smile formed on her lips.

Although not many people were invited to this fashion show, the outside world paid a lot of attention to the matter. According to rumors, some people were willing to pay 20 million yen just to get an admission ticket to this show.

As the two walked, the light cast long shadows on the corridor wall.

"It feels so mysterious. I've never heard of a show being held here."

"Really?" Fujiwara looked at the people around him and replied casually, "Maybe it's just been built here recently. This is the first time this stage has hosted a similar model show, and the invitees this time are all Toraya. Ms.’s close friends and some senior industry insiders.”

Since the last design draft was leaked, Hideko Toraya decided to let magazines and famous designers visit first, not only to avoid their subsequent rejection, but also to ensure her originality to a certain extent.

When he arrived at the door of the general affairs office, Hongye couldn't bear his curiosity and asked, "Then how did Fujiwara get invited? Are you also doing business in the clothing field?"

Fujiwara shook his head and retorted, "That's not the case. Ms. Toraya has some cooperative relations with my film and television base and is considered a business partner."

"That's right, but Ms. Toraya is really interesting."

Momiji nodded slightly after hearing this. She understood almost the same thing as Fujiwara, but Fujiwara didn't seem to mention that he had helped Eiko Toraya resolve the leak of the design draft last time, and she still remembered Fujiwara's cooperation with the Suzuki Consortium. The entertainment company also has a stake in Ms. Toraya.

Seeing that Fujiwara didn't say anything more, Hongye didn't ask any more questions.

"Mr. Fujiwara."

Hearing someone calling him, Fujiwara turned around and glanced behind him. I saw a staff member wearing a crisp suit hurriedly walked out of it, holding a stack of documents in his hand.

Seeing Fujiwara turn around, he replied respectfully: "Ms. Toraya asked you to wait in the lounge next door. She is currently negotiating with people from the TV station." As he spoke, he gently adjusted the document in his hand and glanced hurriedly. He glanced at Fujiwara and Momiji.

Fujiwara nodded, with a hint of understanding in his expression. He gently squeezed Hongye's hand and motioned for her to follow him. They continued along the corridor and soon found the lounge that Ms. Toraya had mentioned. An armful of flowers and a small ornament were placed at the door.

The interior of the lounge is elegantly decorated, with light-toned walls contrasting harmoniously with the comfortable sofas.

Fujiwara and Momiji sat down side by side, and the hands they held tightly were finally loosened at this moment, but before long, Momiji reached over and took Fujiwara's hand.

Fujiwara was suddenly confused, and unexpectedly turned around just in time to see Hongye turn his head. I saw the corners of Hongye's mouth raised as if she was smiling.

"Forehead?"

Fujiwara, who had never seen red leaves like this before, was puzzled, but he didn't say anything. He just silently took out the mobile phone in the lining pocket of his left jacket with his left hand, glanced at the mailbox, and quickly put it back in his right pocket. As soon as he put it down, Hongye turned around and said, "I've been on hiatus recently. What are you busy with?"

"Recently?" Fujiwara also glanced back at Hongye and recalled in a calm tone, "Recently I have been working on things at the film and television base in Xincheng. In addition, I am preparing for the competition as you can see."

"Yeah, that's pretty busy."

Not long after the two chatted, a middle-aged secretary who looked friendly came in, bowed and apologized, "Ms. Toraya may still need some time, you can take a rest here. Do you need any drinks or magazines?" ?" Her voice was gentle, and her smile revealed professional enthusiasm.

"I just want a glass of water. Where are you Hongye?" Fujiwara said and turned to Hongye next to him.

Hongye was half-leaning on the sofa, with her hands folded on her knees, her posture dignified and comfortable. After hearing Fujiwara asking herself, she nodded and asked for a glass of ice water without much thought.

After the other party went out, Hongye continued what he had just said, "I was visiting Jieyou Grocery Store recently."

"Oh, have you finished reading?" Fujiwara finally freed up his right hand, and immediately reached out to hold the bouquet of flowers placed on the table and put it close to the petals, "Or maybe I only read a little."

"I haven't finished it yet, but I've already seen half of it. The story about the musician I just finished is so touching." Hongye wiped the non-existent tears with his sleeve and said with a smile, "The song 'Rebirth' is real. Does it exist?"

After speaking, Hongye looked at Fujiwara expectantly, looking for the answer in his heart.

"It doesn't exist. The storyline is fictitious. But I have recorded that piece of music. If you want to listen to it, I can send you a demo. You can listen to it when you have time."

"Really?" Hongye blinked her warm eyes and smiled, "That's great. Did you create it yourself, Fujiwara?"

"Well, it's on my computer at home." After speaking, Fujiwara thought for a moment and continued, "If you really want to listen to it, I can ask a friend to play it now." Fujiwara took out his cell phone and called Mingmei. Telephone.

It took six rings to connect. Before Mingmei could say anything after answering the phone, Fujiwara ordered, "Go and open my computer. The password is 114514. There is an unnamed file on the desktop and there is a recording file at the bottom. You click to play”

Mingmei realized that Fujiwara wanted her to help with something, so she immediately went to the study room as instructed. After some searching, she found the power button, pressed it and waited for five seconds. After entering the power-on password, she clicked on the desktop and found the recording. file, click play.

Fujiwara felt his shoulders getting softer and softer, and pretended to be calm and comforted, "My friend will get it done soon, you don't have to be too anxious."

"Uh-huh."

Hongye's cheeks were lightly flushed due to nervousness, and her eyes flickered from time to time, as if hinting at the uneasiness and curiosity in her heart.

As the music played, Momiji slowly approached Fujiwara. Her breathing became weak, and her ear was close to Fujiwara's shoulder, as if she wanted to feel the harmonica sound coming from the other end of the phone through his body. Her brows frowned slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. It was an expression immersed in beautiful memories. It seemed that in her mind, the melody of the harmonica evoked a long-standing memory.

(End of this chapter)