Tuk Tuk.

Knock twice.

As a steady and powerful "Please come in" came from the study, Raku Sakakihara opened the door.

The old man's study room is not a layout that Sakakibara imagined with bookshelves filling the entire room, but a very open and bright space.

A large area of ​​afternoon sunlight shines through the large floor-to-ceiling windows. The light swayed by the shadows of the leaves shines on the beech wood table directly in front, making it particularly fresh and bright.

Bookshelves and books are placed on both sides.

The bookshelf is very simple and is basically only used to display books.

Sakakibara Ledo observed it and found that in addition to works on business, economics and management, these books also included classic works in various fields such as literature, history, philosophy and so on.

There are also many related works on philosophy and spiritual growth

Amkai Soichiro, whose temples are slightly gray, is sitting on the spacious desk. He is wearing a homely simple kimono, with his back facing the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

The whole person looks serious and formal.

Soichiro Amkai seems to be writing some kind of letter, and the pen in his hand draws one stroke at a time, quite smoothly and evenly.

When he noticed Raku Sakakibara pushing open the door and entering, he did not raise his head. Instead, he motioned Raku Sakakibara to sit on the chair in front of him. His voice was low and sonorous, full of the accumulation of time.

"Sit down."

Facing the entire head of the Amami family, Sakakihara sat down in the seat directly in front of him.

The atmosphere was so quiet that Raku Sakakihara could hear the rubbing of the old man's pen sliding across the letter paper.

"Do you know what I'm writing?"

Hearing this, Sakakibara secretly glanced at what the old man had written, and tentatively said, "Letter?"

"Yes, letter." Soichiro Tenkai did not look up, but put down the pen, picked up the letter he had just written, folded the letter paper, and put the letter paper into the envelope, "Xiao Le thinks that in this era, I will still

Write to me? Why write to me?"

Who to write to?

Why are you writing a letter?

The question the old man asked was really weird.

So, in today’s information age, why do we use pen and ink and envelopes, which are extremely inefficient methods, to convey information?

Sakakihara thought carefully.

First of all, the person who can make the old man write a letter in his own hand must have a certain relationship with the old man.

In other words, apart from friends, it can only be a relationship maintained by other things.

Secondly, in this era, social media can replace letters to convey news.

The old man is not the kind of person who rests on his laurels.

Therefore, letters have special meaning to the old man.

Sakakihara thought for a long time, then looked up at the old man's serious face and said:

"This is just my little guess based on the seriousness with which my grandfather wrote the letter just now. The recipient of the letter is a certain aunt."

Amkai Soichiro was not surprised, he just said calmly:

"I know how to observe. So, how do you answer the next question?"

About "Why write a letter"?

Sakakibara thought hard, recalling the scenes of conversations with the old man in the past.

But no matter how you think about it or recall it.

Sakakihara Raku couldn't even seize that opportunity out of thin air.

Until he looked up and saw his grandfather's appearance, and saw a bit of his uncle's shadow.

So, he answered seriously:

"Just writing letters still has its own special meaning and value to Grandpa. Although electronic communication is convenient and fast, writing letters can convey deeper emotions and care."

Amkai Soichiro's expression remains unchanged.

Sakakihara was stunned, "Did I guess wrong?"

"No."

Amkai Soichiro denied his statement and took the green tea brought by Sakura who just walked in.

Soichiro Amkai opened the lid of the tea cup, the steam rose upwards, and he took a slow sip.

"What you said is very close to what I think. For me, writing letters does have its own meaning - letters written by hand are always more emotional than words composed of pixels on the screen.

"There are also examples that prove this statement - two pen pals exchange letters all year round. They express their thoughts, feelings, and thoughts about life to each other in the letters. In the eyes of pen pal a, pen pal b

The quality of the letters and fonts they sent were getting better and better. Pen pal a felt pen pal b’s hidden feelings in his heart, that is, he respected himself very much. Not only did he change the material of the envelope to a better one, but he also tempered his

Calligraphy, pen pal a saw these and was very moved."

Amkai Soichiro took a sip of hot tea, raised his eyes and looked at Sakakihara Raku:

"Do you know why I am telling you this?"

"I don't know."

"Why don't you know?"

"I don't know, I just don't know. It's that simple. Grandpa didn't give me too many hints. If I force an answer, it's just a guess based on my personal thoughts. And this guess is nothing compared to the one just now.

The foundation is even more meaningless.”

Amkai Soichiro smiled slightly because of his very interesting answer.

I have been flattered too much by some rotten and stubborn guys over the years.

Such an answer made him feel a bit like a young man.

But Madenori is right about one thing. He is a "brat". Even if he has outstanding abilities, once you look at him from the perspective of a family member, you will never like him.

That brat from Maodian is much more pleasing to the eye than this brat in front of you.

With Soichiro Amkai thinking this, he did not speak again, but tasted the tea leisurely.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

If the superior does not speak, it will always bring an inexplicable pressure.

That’s how the old man is.

Sakakibara wonders if the old man is using this to consider his own character. Maybe, maybe not

However, Sakakihara Raku is also guessing what grandpa is thinking.

He felt that the old man definitely had no good intentions when he asked him to come to the study to talk alone.

Grandpa definitely knew about the fact that Liuli and Qiyue were dating at the same time in the previous school.

The old man suddenly called himself over.

I just told some specious stories. It is most likely to put pressure on myself and then force myself to give in.

Now I have been silent for a long time without speaking.

The invisible pressure made Sakakibara ready to face the old man's next question.

"Xiao Le." Amkai Soichiro rubbed the rim of the teacup with the lid of the teacup.

"."

"How are you getting along with Zhixue recently?"

".Okay."

"Well, that's good," Amkai Soichiro put down the tea in his hand, "I also noticed a change in Zhixue during lunch today. Before, she would always say 'I'm full' after finishing her food.

', she will go back to her room. And now, she will take the initiative to talk to Ling. As a father, I want to say thank you to you."

After saying that, Soichiro Amkai bowed his head to Raku Sakakibara.

"."

The old man's sudden thanks shocked Sakakihara Raku.

You want to know who the old man is? The head of the Tianhai family!

Needless to say what kind of person he is usually, even in my impression, the old man is the extremely arrogant and complacent boss of Tianhai Group.

And now, the old man actually lowered his head and expressed his gratitude to his junior?!

Sakakihara Raku felt ridiculous.

Incomparably ridiculous.

I originally thought that the old man was going to put pressure on me again, but I didn't expect that it was actually a thank you.

This makes Sakakihara Rakusei panic.
To be continued...