It is rare that Ai Fei came to the Finance Department before he got off work. Ai Zhu Taro didn't know what he had to do, so he quickly came up to meet him. Before he could speak, he stopped him: "Dad, will I go home from get off work with you tonight? I miss my mother."

"Hey? Then... well. I'll have to wait a little longer."

"It's nothing, I'll wait for your phone number. When you can, we'll go together."

"Okay. But, Xiao Aijun?" He called out his son who was about to walk out of the office: "Is there something wrong?"

"Oh, nothing." Ai Fei seemed to have something to say and swallowed back: "Then, let's see you later?"

"See you later."

At dusk, Taro Aizhu finally finished his work, stretched his waist and stood up from his seat, began to pack up his briefcase and prepare to go downstairs to go home. He suddenly remembered: "Ah! Oops! Xiao Aijun?"

Before a thought could be completed, the black Mercedes-Benz stopped behind him. Ai Fei smiled and opened the car door and walked down: "Dad?"

"Ah! Haha!" Aizu Taro scratched his head embarrassedly: "I'm sorry! I actually forgot everything!"

"This only shows how bad I am, the one who is a son!" Ai Fei opened the car door for him with a smile: "In my memory, this is the first time we have been home together! Well, even if my father is not used to it, it is acceptable."

Taro Aizhu smiled and got into the carriage: "Again, sorry!"

Ai Fei then entered the car: "Watanabe, let's go?"

"Hi Yi!" Hideo Watanabe quickly started the car.

When he arrived at home, Ai Shinko didn't expect her son to suddenly come here today. She was happy and excited and started to prepare dinner quickly. Ai Fei went to the kitchen and walked back to the living room. She sat opposite her father on the tatami, took out a cigarette and lit it, but she just smoked silently and said nothing.

Taro Aizhu guessed that he might have something to say, but it was hard to say it: "Xiao Aijun? If you have something to say, just say it?"

"Is it so obvious?" Ai Fei felt a little ashamed: "It's easy to see it?"

"Hey! Xiao Ai Jun has never been the kind of guy who can hide his worries! Well, it seems like this is what it is since I was a child!" Ai Zhu Taro nodded in understanding: "Is there something wrong?"

"Yes." Ai Fei really wanted his parents to make a decision for him: "Dad, when you... married your mother, uh, what was it like?"

Taro Aizuru didn't expect that his son's problem would be in this way! He stroked his wrinkled cheek with his broken palm: "What's the problem?"

"Hey! If dad thinks there is something inconvenient to answer... forget it!"

"Actually... nothing." Aizu Taro turned around and looked in the kitchen, then looked back: "That was before the war, well, I met my mother after the introduction of the referee. Before that, I heard people talk about my mother's family and situation, and I thought it was the kind of person who could develop as an in-depth interaction, so it is the current situation."

"Have Dad never met anyone before and after Mom? I mean, someone who might be the one who replaces Mom as your wife?"

Taro Aizhu smiled and scratched his head: "Small Aijun is very concerned about his parents' affairs! Is there anything wrong?"

"It's just some of my own problems. I hope to get the experience of my parents as a seal and reference."

"That's it! Well..." After my son's questioning, Taro Aizhu seemed to have also come to pursue his past youthful years: "In fact, before meeting with his mother, I also met some other ladies. Well, I'm afraid it's not suitable for ladies? It should be more appropriate for girls, but these people give me the same feeling as the feeling of calling them girls,..."

“Too young?”

"Hey!" Aizhu Taro glanced at his son with admiration: "It's just too young! It's hard to make people feel that they can have sex with such a girl... on the premise of getting married. Until they meet their mother."

Ai Fei has seen photos of her mother when she was young. They are very pretty and elegant, but they are definitely not very beautiful. So, why can she attract her father?

Taro Aizhu's spirit was completely immersed in the sweet mi of the past: "Do you know? One of the things that attracted me the most was her concern and comfort for others. I still remember that when I met with the referee, my mother was there. Well, it was winter at that time. When I was about to leave after the visit, I realized that the button of the coat that was originally very loose had been sewn. After asking, I found out that this was what my mother found when she took the coat and was about to hang it up, and then she did not speak to anyone... From then on, I felt that no matter who could marry such a woman, it would be a very happy thing! So, it strengthened my determination."

Ai Fei never knew about such past events: "Why, is my mother a person who pays attention to details so much?"

"Hey!" Aizhu Taro nodded heavily: "It's always been! Later, when the war broke out, when I returned to China for a limited number of visits, my mother always prepared all my luggage, clothing, and backpack early, making everyone who set off with me envious! Haha! Now when I think about it, it's still the same as yesterday. Well, Xiao Aijun's attention to details now seems to have inherited from her mother!"

"What are you inheriting?" Ai Shizuko walked slowly out of the kitchen: "What are you talking about?"

"Ah! It's nothing, nothing." Aizhu Taro smiled concealedly, and chose to remain silent in fear.

Ai Fei didn't care: "Actually, mom, I'm asking Dad about the time you spent with him back then!"

"Eh?" Ai Shizuko was also stunned: "Why did you suddenly think of such a problem? Or... you suddenly care about your parents' past?"

"None are not." Ai Fei shook his head: "Just, I want to get a little experience."

"Talk about experience?" Ai Shizuko reacted at this time and then put his hands together and sat down beside the father and son: "Little Ai Jun is also at the age of considering such a thing?"

"Ah!" Aizhu Taro was also reminded by his wife: "Hi Yi, Hi Yi! That's it. Does Xiao Ai Jun want to consider this aspect too?"

Ai Fei blushed: "What? That's not!"

"Haha!" Both the couple noticed his embarrassment: "It must be like this! Xiao Ai Jun has also arrived..."

"Hey! Dad, mom, I never thought about going on a blind date! I'd better not to make a calculation about this."

Ai Xiongzi was stunned for a moment: "Then...what are you trying to ask?"

"I..." In front of my parents, Ai Fei finally didn't express his doubts, but picked up another cigarette and lit one on his own.

When he got home and opened the door and let the two dogs run out to urinate on their own. He sat on the sofa, thinking about what Kato Reiko and Aizhu Taro said to him: "'I'm sorry, I don't know what it should be, but it should be the kind of warm and sweet thing when I was with him. I don't have to think about anything, I just enjoy the time I was with him...'"

"'...Mom's pursuit of politeness and grasp of details can make people feel warm and at ease, which makes me feel very happy when I'm with her. I think if it's not me, but another man, I would have the same feeling as me, right?"

Is this my father’s attitude towards love? Is this my attitude towards love by Reiko Kato? Why isn’t it the kind you feel that many times, and the description of love seen in books? Is it impossible for such feelings to exist in real life, or is it the attitude towards love that one is wrong?

"Crazy, crazy!" The sound of claws scratching the door came from outside. It was the dog and the bitch who came back. Open the door and let them come in and wash them separately in the bathroom. The two dogs ran to their own positions and lay down. They looked at the owner with black eyes, but did not make a sound.

"You have your own wife, I don't have one yet! What kind of woman do you think can be my wife? Can Grace?"

“…………”

"Yes. When you start chatting with your pet, it means you are crazy!" He stood up with a wry smile and began to make supper for the two dogs.

After taking a hot bath, he lay on the bed and once again unfolded the letter from Grace: "...Your assistant Ms. Arimiya Iko is a very friendly, generous woman who makes me envious. When I asked her about your address in Japan in order to send this letter smoothly, I had a long conversation with her. For her, your success or failure is an acceptable result. What she cares more about is your happiness and well-being. When I explained the reason to her, Ms. Arimiya Iko once repeatedly asked me not to destroy this hope that will make you feel happy after giving you hope again!"

He closed the letter again, and thought of Yumiya Jingko's extremely familiar face for no reason. Or, it was a mistake to leave the United States and leave her alone to take care of such a large industry? But, if not, what else can I do? Should I bring her back? Things in the United States...?

Ai Fei sat up: After receiving a letter from Grace and expressing her unmistakable expression of her willingness to date her, she backed down again? Did she not like her enough, or was her relationship with her made from the premise of friendship between friends? In her heart, how did she consider Grace?

Where is Yugong Jingzi? This familiar name suddenly came into my mind! God, can't I really fall in love with this woman who is much older than myself, right? It seems... she is really much older than myself! Or... Thinking of this, Ai Fei no longer felt sleepy. He got up the order and got out of bed, picked up paper and pen from the desk.

But before the beginning was written, the door of the apartment knocked on someone: "Bang bang! Bang bang!"

Looking at the time, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening. He was a little surprised and walked over and opened the door: "Cangyuanjun? Why are you?"

"Mr. President, good evening! I'm here... so presumptuous! Please forgive me!" Standing at the door was Cang Yuan Guangde, an employee of the real estate department. Seeing his alcohol smell, he had just drunk somewhere, his face turned pale, and under the lights of the corridor, he looked ugly.

"Uh, Cang Yuanjun, is there anything wrong?"

"Hi Yi!" Cang Yuan Guangde bowed deeply: "Mr. President, can I go in and say it?"
Chapter completed!