What should I do if I was forced into marriage by the sick and charming young lady?

Several old ladies also looked at Yue Xuegong, and greeted Yue Xuegong with a smile.

"Old guy, when you were young, there were many girls who had a crush on you."

The old man talking to himself made Yuexue Gongyi a little at a loss.

He really didn't remember Shimizu at all. Although it was a familiar voice on the phone, it was a little strange. After seeing him, this sense of disobedience became even stronger.

"Is business busy recently?"

"So-so." Yue Xuegong sat down perfunctorily, "Are you really my classmates?"

This sentence made the old people express dissatisfaction immediately. For some old people, the most worrying thing is not death, nor being abandoned by the times, but being forgotten.

"Old guy, are you suffering from Alzheimer's disease? I don't even remember it. Every class reunion, you and I get drunk and complain to me about the unsatisfactory life."

"Yes, I remembered, sorry."

Yuexue Gongyi said.

In fact, he didn't think about it at all, the old guys kept talking, they looked like they were only in their 50s, and they talked and laughed happily with Yue Xuegong, and they were very intimate, which made Yue Xuegong a little dizzy, and didn't know what to do for a while good.

Just sit down.

After the reunion is over, you can leave this ghost place as soon as possible.

But just when Kyouichi Tsukiyuki was thinking this way, there was a tragic scream, and warm blood splashed onto Kyouichi Tsukiyuki's suit.

"Killed!!!"

kill?

This is a hotel, how could it be possible to kill people, but when Yue Xuegong raised his head, he saw many humanoid creatures with blurred and distorted faces and no facial features.

They were wearing black suits that looked a bit mafia-like, and they were holding semi-automatic rifles.

The original classmate reunion turned into a bloody massacre. The old man who warmly greeted Yuexue Kyouichi just now was hit by a bullet, riddled with wounds, and his expression was painful. There was also an old lady whose throat was cut by a dagger. These monsters have nothing to do with killing people. resist.

"Master, run away!"

Yoshida yelled loudly.

Tsukiyuki Kyouichi suddenly remembered who Yoshida was.

He is the second private driver, a conscientious man with a chivalrous heart.

Then, he died.

As the patriarch of the Yue Xue family, he was assassinated, and Yoshida blocked the fatal bullet for Yue Xue Kyouichi...

The private driver fell into a pool of blood, Yuexue Gongyi couldn't care about anything else, he could only run away quickly, he was an ordinary person and didn't have the qualities to fight.

"Master..." Yoshida gritted his teeth and said, "Run away, don't forget your beloved ones, run downstairs as much as possible..."

What were those monsters just now?

Could it be that they wanted to kidnap Yuexue's family for a ransom?

Yuexue Gongyi's brain was spinning rapidly, followed by the sound of chasing footsteps. Yuexue Gongyi didn't know why he was able to run so fast. He was obviously 82 years old, but his running speed was not inferior to that of the past. He glanced back At a glance, all the old people in the hall were dead.

"Ah, yes, I remembered."

Where is there any class reunion?

The last class reunion was when he was 53 years old, because after that, most of the old guys had limited mobility, and when Tsukiyuki Kyouichi was 70 years old, he became the longest-lived one among all the students.

However, those old guys just now really can't remember clearly.

And who is Yoshida?

Why was it called Yoshida just now?

I couldn't remember many things, the more Yue Xuegong thought about it, the more pain in his brain.

"Gong Yi, hurry up and escape this way!"

The girl standing at the elevator entrance called out loudly.

Volume 160#Chapter [-] Who is she

Yuexue Qianju took a car at the entrance of the Imperial Bank. Today her father had made an appointment to discuss business with Citibank, but when it was time to welcome the distinguished guests, his father still did not show up.

Before that, he never broke an appointment without reason. His father usually had an unusual persistence in his work. Tsukiyuki Chishou immediately realized that his father might be sick, so he immediately called Tsukiyuki Kyouichi, but unfortunately no one answered.

Then Yuexue Qianshou called the housekeeper again:

"Is father sick?"

"Yes, Miss Qianshou, Master Gongyi usually wakes up at five o'clock in the morning, but today he didn't wake up at seven o'clock. I thought the master was too tired from work yesterday and needed a good rest, so I planned to wait until around 07:30 Ask the master to get up again, but when I first entered the master's room, I found that he was a little strange."

"What's the difference?"

"It seems to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease. The master is lying on the bed, muttering to himself, saying a lot of names that I have never heard before." The housekeeper paused and continued, "But I have already contacted the master's The private doctor will come over in about 15 minutes to check on the master's physical condition."

"Okay, I see. I will entrust other people to take care of the work. Let father have a good rest. I will rush to father's side in three to ten minutes. I will trouble you during this time, Mr. Umemura."

"No trouble, this is a matter of duty, please rest assured."

After hanging up the phone, Yuexue Qianshou's tears rolled down from his eyes involuntarily, burning hot.

Before his daughter Lixu said that Gongyi would die this year, Qianshou was already mentally prepared.

But just now, when she learned that her father was suspected to be suffering from Alzheimer's disease, Qianshou still couldn't restrain her sadness.

Originally, she thought that she was the most intelligent strong woman in the family, participated in the strategic expansion of the Yuexue Consortium, and could fight like a man, but all of this collapsed after learning that her father was in poor health.

"Please hurry up, I want to go back to my father immediately." Yuexue Qianshou urged the driver, burning with anxiety.

……

……

Kyoichi Tsukiyuki stayed in the elevator with the girl, panting, while the group of faceless men with semi-automatic rifles in the far corridor pulled the trigger on the elevator.

Crazy, all crazy.

"Where is this place, and what's your name?"

Yuexue Gongyi stared at the girl beside her, just now she went up the stairs on the seventeenth floor, and went down the stairs on the seventy-second floor, and now she appeared on the fifty-third floor.

It's really weird here, not only the group of monsters without facial features, but even the girl in front of him made Yuexue Kyouichi feel strange, but he could tell that the girl was not malicious.

"Gongyi, as I said, you will remember my name, I hope you will say my name yourself."

The girl called him "Gongyi" affectionately, which made Yuexue Gongyi's heart that had been vicissitudes start beating again.

"Like it."

"Like who?"

"My daughter, my granddaughter, and my wife."

The elevator door was closed, and it began to descend slowly from the 53rd floor. In the private space, only Yuexue Kyouichi and this unknown girl were left. Yuexue Kyouichi knew that he was an 82-year-old man, and he felt guilty for the rapid heartbeat just now. It's really shameless to have a crush on a girl.

If it is spread, it will ruin the family tradition.

"do you like me?"

The girl tilted her head and looked at Kyouichi Tsukiyuki.

"As an elder, you seem to be a well-behaved girl." Yue Xuegong said in a roundabout way.

"Gongyi is still the same."

"Don't call me Gongyi, you should call me Mr. Yuexue." Yuexue tried to pretend to be majestic, "And what is your name? Why do you look so similar to my family?"

"Why do I look similar to your family members? That's a really good question." The girl in a light green kimono smiled slyly, "What does Mr. Yuexue think?"

"There are many people who look similar in the world. Thank you for helping me just now. How many floors are we going to go now?"

"The 35th floor." The girl's eyes seemed to be immersed in the past, with heavy feelings in her eyes, "Mr. Yuexue, I want to ask you a question. Do you still remember the names of your daughter, your granddaughter, and your wife?" ?"

"Of course I remember. I will always remember their names no matter how old they are."

"What are their names?"

Yue Xuegong frowned, hesitated to speak.

The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. If the memory was a blank sheet of paper, then at this moment, there was an eraser in the hippocampus, which wiped away his memory.

Obviously love them so much.

Especially the wife, although she also quarreled, every afternoon she spent was so pleasant.

What is the name of a gentle wife?

And daughters, granddaughters, what are they all called?

Ding!

"The 32nd floor is here, Mr. Yuexue, let's go."

The girl naturally took Yuexue Kyouichi's arm, and dragged him out of the elevator, intimately.

The decoration style of the 32nd floor is completely different from that of the 53rd floor. Doraemon posters are hung everywhere on the walls. It is really shameful to come to this kind of place.

"At that time, it was not long after Doraemon was published. I remember that Mr. Yuexue liked to watch Doraemon the most. However, Mr. Yuexue was always worried about being laughed at by others, so he didn't dare to say anything, but every time he passed by the bookstore , I will still buy "Xiao Xiao Guan"."

"Nothing exists."

The patriarch of the Yuexue family used to like to watch Doraemon. If other people knew about it, it would definitely have a bad impact on the Yuexue family. This is something only children would watch.

"Have you ever disliked Doraemon?"

"No, I never watch that kind of stuff, so where the hell is this?"

"Mr. Yuexue still doesn't know?"

The girl dragged Yue Xuegong to the mirror.

"Mr. Yuexue is really handsome."

The image of the old man disappeared, replaced by a handsome young man in his prime, with firm eyes and delicate features, Yuexue Gongyi was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

If this is a mirror, if you stand in front of the mirror, you will see yourself reflected in the mirror.

"how is this possible?"

He is obviously 82 years old.

Why does this happen?

Children's cries could be heard intermittently. As soon as Yue Xuegong walked along the corridor of the hotel, there were still many guest rooms with "under maintenance" signs, but one room was half-open.

"Let's go, Mr. Yuexue."

"Do you want to go inside?"

"of course."

The layout of the guest room is very similar to the delivery room of the hospital. The nurse with a completely blurred face is holding the newborn baby girl and comforting him carefully. Yuexue Gongyi feels that this scene is really familiar. He has experienced exactly the same thing in his long years .

"She is……"

"Gongyi, do you remember?"

"Is she Qianju?"

……

……

"Father, look at me!"

Yuexue Gongyi slightly opened his cloudy eyes, and saw a woman in a formal dress with tear moles, only unfamiliar.

She clenched Tsukiyuki Kyouichi's hand tightly and wept bitterly.

"you are?"

"I am Qianshou! Father, I am Qianshou!"

His majestic gaze was completely distracted, he stared at Yuexue Qianshou stupidly, but his thoughts had already drifted far away.

Chiju is still just a baby girl, and he, Tsukiyuki Kyouichi, is just 32 years old.