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Nagayama Naoki made three phone calls in one night. Even he felt a little strange. The business seemed too busy. However, just when he was about to go upstairs, something moved in his heart.

"I've already beaten three of them, does it seem like there's no harm in having one more?"

I sat down on the sofa again and dialed a very familiar number. Then after waiting, the previous prompt came:

"Private Marseille, you have found someone who doesn't want to answer your call for the time being. If you have something to say, please leave a message after the beep!"

It seems that Akina is not here these days~ Nagayama Naoki has already made a call before, but has not received a reply. This time, he may have been working out of town.

Thought this in his heart, Naoki Nagayama still left a message:

"Akina-chan, this is Naoki Nagayama. He hasn't come back yet. It looks like he's been working very hard~ But on the road towards your ideal, being tired should also mean you're happy~

Ah, coming to the topic, Akina-chan, I am going to travel abroad during this period, so I will not be in Japan for a long time. I will go to Los Angeles, New York, and Rome, Italy. I will bring you souvenirs~

above!"

Although I was a little disappointed not to talk to Akina, it is normal for artists in the entertainment industry to be busy. Naoki Nagayama packed up his mood and went upstairs to wash up and rest. He has to drive back to his hometown tomorrow!

.......

Even Taro Taro was familiar with the road from Tokyo to Shizuoka. He was sitting on the passenger seat and sticking his head out of the window, letting the turbulent air blow his tongue around.

Dogs rely on their tongues to dissipate heat, so at this time, Taro must be shouting in his heart: "It's so cool~"

Along the highway kilometers along the coast, one side is the ocean that has existed forever and is basically unchanged, and the other side is the fields that are frequently changing due to human activities.

Away from the city, beside the highway are shrubs and forests, but also grassy and rocky slopes. The occasional wildflowers dotted among them add other colors to the green fields.

Nagayama Naoki was in a good mood as he listened to soft folk songs and walked back to his hometown.

I noticed the behavior of the dog around me and was about to scold Taro for sticking his head out, when a golden color came into view, making the entire field of vision much brighter.

After taking a closer look, it turned out to be a large field of rapeseed flowers. The open space between the two hillsides was filled with rapeseed, and the area was covered with golden flowers.

"When did rapeseed grow here? It blooms at this time?"

I didn't see it when I came back last time, but this is considered a suburb of the next city, and maybe it was just bought by someone.

How could I not take a photo when encountering such a surprise on the road? Naoki Nagayama pulled over and took out his camera.

With a few kacha sounds, this rare beauty was recorded by Naoki Nagayama, and even Taro Taro was in it.

Rapeseed flowers are golden yellow, all composed of four petals, and even the flower core is bright yellow.

Supported by green stems and leaves, it seems to be a golden carpet woven on the green field. The breeze blows, and the patches of rape flowers sway, creating waves, and they look like a golden carpet.

ocean.

.... Smelling the unique floral fragrance of rapeseed flowers and looking at the undulating flowers in the rapeseed field, Naoki Nagayama also felt some ripples in his heart. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only came out with one sentence:

"The wind is blowing~"

It was like a baited fishhook was thrown in his mind, hooking the key of a series. Naoki Nagayama felt a little dizzy, but a melody like the wind blowing played in his ears:

"

...

I once had a hard time extricating myself from the size of the world

I also indulged in it and talked in my sleep.

Not allowed to be true or false, not struggling, not afraid of jokes

...

"

The Chinese version of "The Wind Rises", and then his Japanese version "ヤキモチ" (jealous):

"

.......

The love of the servant of the servant

I know clearly that I have a bad habit of getting jealous at every turn.

Self-distribution wins hand な think い が cruel な words leaf に な っ kun を injury け て た

My random thoughts turned into cruel words and hurt you deeply.

...

"

Nagayama Naoki shook his head. This sudden memory made his whole head feel a little dizzy. It took him a while to rest before he became clearer.

"I haven't recalled the song for a long time, but it always happens on strange occasions~"

The illusory song is still echoing softly in my ears, and the volume will become louder if I focus a little bit.

"It's okay to adjust the sound automatically... There is no manuscript paper here..."

Naoki Nagayama complained unconsciously. It’s hard to stop the sound until he writes down the song~

Fortunately, it was not too far away from home. I immediately rushed Taro into the car, and then drove non-stop to Shizuoka.

Before leaving, I looked back at the rapeseed field again.

"It's a very nice scenery. It would be even more beautiful if it were replaced by wild chrysanthemums or lavender~"

........

He was still hearing hallucinations in his ears and his head was a little dizzy. Nagayama Naoki was afraid of an accident, so the originally half-hour drive was lengthened to more than an hour.

When I see the familiar small town, the melody in my ears only appears for a while.

The old house in Shizuoka has remained where it is, and has not changed at all except for getting a little older over the decades.

After Yantaro saw the familiar scenery, he ran out without waiting for the car to stop, and went in along the dog hole. He didn't know when it was opened for him.

When I walked to the door, I heard the mother in the room exclaiming: "Ah, Taro Ying is back!"

Nagayama Naoki was stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed. Should I push the door or not?

Finally, he took a deep breath and opened the door: "Ogasan, I'm back!"

"Naoki, welcome back!" Mother Nanako grabbed Yutaro's ears and pulled him to the entrance, "This guy Yutaro just scared me!"

As he spoke, he gently tapped the dog's big head a few times.

"The car ran out before it stopped, and got in through a dog hole that appeared at some point." Nagayama Naoki smiled, "Maybe he misses his mother~haha."

After hearing what Nagayama Naoki said, Nagayama Nanako looked at the innocent eyes of the big white dog, her heart softened, and she rubbed the dog's head: "The dog hole was opened for him by your father last time."

…."I see." Nagayama Naoki was anxious to solve the auditory hallucinations in his mind, so he handed the snacks he brought back from Tokyo to his mother, "Gasang, I have to go to the room quickly."

"Well...but the toilet is not on the first floor..."

"It's something else~" Without much explanation, Naoki Nagayama ran directly back to his original room.

Everything was kept as it was, and my mother probably cleaned it from time to time. There were also some things that she had brought back from Tokyo in the past two years. Naoki Nagayama opened the desk drawer, found the manuscript paper from high school, and quickly started scribbling on it.

...

Nagayama Nanako here put away the snacks, and after teasing Taro again, she found that Nagayama Naoki hadn't come down yet, so she went upstairs a little worried,

Pushing open the ajar door, I found Naoki Nagayama writing furiously on the desk. There was an inexplicable feeling of familiarity, as if he had been there several years ago.

"Naoki, what's wrong? It seems like you are doing homework..."

Nagayama Naoki happened to have finished writing both the Chinese and Japanese versions of the song. The swelling feeling in his head finally disappeared and he was in a great mood:

"Ah, I suddenly had inspiration on the way, so I wrote it down in a hurry when I came back."

Mother Nanako was very surprised when she saw the music score on the desk: "Did Naoki just write this song?"

"Hey, I suddenly thought of it on the way." I can only stick to this statement at this time~

Nagayama Nanako read the music score again. Although she knew her son was a composer before, this was the first time she had a real feeling: "Naoki, you are really amazing! You have indeed inherited the talent of my family's blood!"

"Huh?" Nagayama Naoki asked garrulously, "Why didn't you inherit it from your father?"

"Hmph, besides muscles, what else can your Yongshan family inherit?"

Mother Nanako said something very disdainful.

Then after asking Naoki Nagayama, he went downstairs with the sheet music of the Japanese song, saying he was going to buy groceries, but Naoki Nagayama thought he might be showing off to his good sisters...

........

Only mother and Naoki Nagayama had dinner, and of course there was a big dog next to them.

"Since Tsuruko went to college, the family has been a lot quieter." Her mother said this suddenly, and then asked Naoki Nagayama, "How is Tsuruko living in Tokyo?"

"Tsuruko... he must be very chic..." Nagayama Naoki still remembered the things Tsuruko asked him to help bring back. "Every day, I would go to class with my classmates and play everywhere.

....."

"You won't go to a nightclub or a place like a club, right? Isn't it safe?" Mother muttered, "Tsuruko has never been alone for such a long time. Naoki, you can't let her learn bad things!"
To be continued...