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Zhao's plane arrived at Kansai International Airport on time.

While Lin Xiao needed to stay in Osaka to handle some important matters, Zhao Yilin and Fang Xinying were on their way to the capital.

Lin Xiao said, "When I'm done with the things here, I'll go find you guys."

"It's a deal," said Zhao Yilin. "It's been a long time since we've had such a good chat." She blinked at Fang Xinying, indicating that she should speak.

Fang Xinying thought for a moment, then she waved the amulet in her hand, "I'll treat you to a meal when we get to the capital."

"Alright." "En," Lin Xiao replied straightforwardly, waving his hand dragging the suitcase towards another exit.

Zhao Yilin remembered what she had said and turned serious. "Let's go."

They took the express train to Kyoto, where Zhao Yilin took out her diary and considered where she should go first.

Fang Xinying pointed to a spot in the diary and asked, "What is the first responsible person?"

"When Grandpa set up his branch in Japan, he found three people in charge. One of them was the branch manager, Cheng Siyuan. She was the person who was responsible for the operation," Zhao replied.

Fang Xinying said, "According to the name, it should be a woman."

"Yes." Zhao Yilin looked out the window at the scenery passing by, but she was not in the mood to admire it. "The address written in the diary is over 20 years old. I wonder if she is still in Japan."

Two hours later, they arrived in front of a house in the capital's capital city region.

Inside the greyish white wall was a two-story building. The courtyard was filled with ornamental fruit trees and pines. The small building was covered behind the greenery, giving it a sense of poetry.

Beside the wooden door, there was a black door plate with the word "Suzuki" written on it.

Zhao Yilin looked at the map and said, "That's right, it looks like she's moved out."

"Suzuka …" Fang Xinying said, "Go ahead and ask, maybe this is the name Cheng Siyuan used in Japan."

"Yes, I have to ask." Zhao Yilin had already thought of all the small setbacks in her life. Twenty years had passed, and the people who worked for her grandfather had long since separated from each other. The only thing she could do was collect all the scattered memories and receive the love that her mother had left her.

She rang the bell, and a moment later the soft voice of a woman came through the TV monitor. "Who is it?"

Fang Xinying said nervously, "They're Japanese. What do we do? Do you speak Japanese?"

Zhao Yilin calmly walked up to him and said in Japanese, "Hello, may I ask if this is Lady Cheng Siyuan's home?"

The people in the room were silent for a moment before saying, "Cheng Siyuan is my mother-in-law, but she passed away a few years ago."

Zhao Yilin was both upset and frustrated at the unexpected result. The diary said that her mother had told the first responsible person, Cheng Siyuan, about the inheritance, and that she would look for two reliable people to keep it separately. That meant that if Cheng Siyuan didn't tell her who the two people she had arranged were, Zhao could not find them.

Then the man in the room said: "May I tell you who it is? What business do you have with Grandma? "

Zhao Yilin adjusted her mood, introducing herself and explaining the purpose of her visit. "I wonder if Ms. Cheng ever mentioned going through the formalities for someone else's estate?"

The person in the room replied, "How about this, you guys come in and have a chat."

Soon, a young woman with a sweet appearance and a pink apron came out and led them into the villa.

They walked through a long corridor. The young woman pointed to a room at the end of the corridor and said,

"Grandma didn't mention anything about the inheritance, but she did say that if a girl with the surname Zhao came looking for her, she would give you her diary."

"Journal?" Zhao Yilin was filled with hope again. "Did she say anything else?" For example, pay attention to what's in the diary. "

The young woman thought about it, then shook her head and said no.

Although Fang Xinying had been listening at the side, she didn't understand what he meant. Seeing the nervous look on Zhao Yilin's face, she couldn't help but ask, "How is it? Have you found something? "

Zhao Yilin nodded with a smile. "Auntie Cheng and my mother also left a diary. I think it has something to do with the inheritance."

Fang Xinying nodded and looked at her curiously, "I didn't know your Japanese was this good."

"Uncle forced me to learn it," Zhao said. "Now that I think about it, Mother told me to prepare for this day."

The young woman entered the room first, followed by Zhao Yilin and Fang Xinying. It was bright inside, and the furniture inside were mostly white. They looked old and clean, as if the people who lived here were still alive.

The young woman walked up to a white Chinese dressing table and said softly, "Grandma always wanted to go back to China, but she was too ill to walk in her old age, and even then she couldn't go back. Her room was full of furniture and supplies from China." She opened the small ornamental box and took out a black leather notebook.

"This is it." She handed the diary to Zhao Yilin.

Zhao Yilin received it with both hands and sighed with emotion, "Thank you, and thank you, Auntie Cheng. I've kept my mother's dying wish for so long."

The young married woman laughed and said, "Of course you have to do what you promised. I don't know if you've found a place to stay, but if you don't mind, you can stay at my place for a few days. "

Zhao Yilin looked at the diary in her hands and said, "We also want to stay here and have a taste of the authentic Japanese cuisine. Zhao Yilin read the diary in her hands and said," We also want to stay here to taste the authentic Japanese cuisine.

When the young woman heard this, she did not force him to stay any longer and even fixed some snacks for them before she left.

Fang Xinying ate happily in the taxi. As she ate, she searched for her name on the internet. Zhao Yilin, on the other hand, couldn't wait to read the diary that Cheng Siyuan left behind.

"What did you find?" Fang Xinying asked.

Zhao Yilin frowned and shook her head.

"Didn't you say that this diary would have something to do with the estate?"

Zhao Yilin closed the diary and carefully thought about it, "It does not mention the inheritance, but it does mention many of the details in the communication between her mother and herself. Even … The father's abandonment of his mother. "

Fang Xinying's mouth was wide open. She was so surprised that she forgot to chew her dessert.

Zhao Yilin's parents' past was a wound that she would never want to touch. To find the inheritance, she needed to face the past and tear it apart.

"Eli, we have grown up. We don't have to take the hardships that we did when we were kids. The inheritance is the same. You can choose to accept it or not."

Zhao Yilin placed her hands on the diary and frowned as she looked ahead. After a while, her eyes were filled with fear as she pointed at the rearview mirror of the taxi. "Look at that motorcycle, is it following us?"

Fang Xinying was surprised for a moment, and saw a black grey motorcycle flash past in the rearview mirror. The person in the car was wearing a helmet, and he was tall and thin, so she couldn't tell who he was.

"That can't be. It should be along the way."

Zhao Yilin leaned back against the seat and looked behind her. She was relieved when she saw that the motorcycle had turned left after running for so long.

"It seems like I overthought things."

"Like you said, the inheritance may not be that important to me anymore, but as for my mother's death, I have a responsibility and an obligation to know."

She looked at Fang Xinying and firmly held her hand. "In the process, I might be afraid to run away. You must encourage me to investigate this matter clearly."

"Alright."

Zhao Yilin found a Japanese spa hotel on the internet and they slept in the same room.

They discussed going to the spa and coming back for dinner.

Zhao Yilin took off her shirt and her phone dropped onto the tatami. She picked up her phone and opened it up to look at the screen, shivering, "Oh no, I forgot to call Ye Lin. He called twenty-three and now he even has the urge to kill me."

Fang Xinying rolled her eyes at her, "Sis, can you serve dessert? There's no use in taking out a phone every day. Other people wouldn't be able to find you if they wanted to."

Zhao Yilin was left speechless. She held her cell phone and said, "I'm going to give you a call. If you cry when you get back, you have to comfort me."

Fang Xinying: "Scram."

Zhao Yelin was standing at the window of the hotel corridor. She dialed Huo Yelin's number, and after the call connected, she called him twice. "Did you buy your phone from a toy store?" she asked.

"Sorry, I played too much fun with Yingying. I forgot to call you, I promise I won't do it again!"

"No." Huo Yelin's tone was so calm that it was somewhat frightening. "Your words are not as reliable as those of a three year old child. Since your performance this time was too terrible, I plan to send Little Dou to monitor you."

"Don't!" Zhao Yilin shouted, "Send someone over here to watch. Yingying and I won't let go of this opportunity. I beg you, please give us another chance."

"This won't do, these days I always have a feeling of irritation, as if you were doing something shameful behind my back."

"You speak too harshly. If one day you want to travel alone, I will follow you even if I don't believe you. What would you think?"

Huo Yelin answered without hesitation, "There won't be that day. I like bringing you out."

Zhao Yilin felt warm inside. She leaned against the windowsill and fiddled with the butterfly on the windowsill. The light blue petals lightly trembled like butterflies in the grass.

She suddenly had the urge to tell him the truth. She wanted to share the pain and bitterness of searching for her inheritance with him. If she really encountered an obstacle, perhaps Huo Yelin would be able to help her safely pass through it.

"Ye Lin, actually, I came to Japan for …"

Halfway through her words, she suddenly saw a black shadow flash past the window.

She rushed to the corner and saw a black cat sticking its head out. She clutched her chest and sighed.

"Eli, what's wrong? Say something! " On the other end of the phone, Huo Yelin asked anxiously.

"It's fine. I saw a black shadow flash by just now. I thought it was a bad person, but it turns out to be a kitten." She squatted down and touched the kitten's chin. The kitten closed its eyes and raised its head, looking very satisfied.

There was a moment of silence on the other end. "Have you seen any other black people or things that frighten you today?"