Mr. Hat's girlfriend is 1.8 meters four

beginning (4)

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Before boarding the plane, Zhong also had a phone call with Xia Jiang.

When the phone was picked up, what Chuya was about to say was intercepted by the person on the other side.

Xia Jiang's voice was full of displeasure: "With my senior's character, I'm afraid I'm calling single girls late at night not to confess, but to say goodbye, right?"

Zhong Ye: "..."

Girls are truly amazing creatures.

When Xia Jiang first arrived at the Port Mafia, Zhong couldn't understand her brain circuit, and thought she was unreasonable.After finally letting her guard down, and Zhong Ye thought that the relationship between the two would be sweet, he found that this girl became even more difficult to deal with.

Zhong Ye looked at the phone and said depressedly, "You know again?"

This business trip is a temporary decision, and he hasn't said anything yet.

However, it seems that it is not difficult to guess. Zhong also told Xia Jiang that he would stay for at most one day after returning from Italy.The port mafia|hand gang is in a very bad stage, everyone can't be idle, even Dazai's mackerel with a salty taste is working hard, let alone the model worker.

But who knows, he hasn't stayed for a day, and he will be sent back to work before seeing the sunrise in Yokohama.

His original plan was to go to Xia Jiang to have a supper late at night.

"I heard that a helicopter from the headquarters of the port organization is flying to Haneda Airport." Xia Jiang tilted her head and clamped the phone between her shoulders and ears. She asked, "Take off in this weather?"

Zhong also said confidently: "It will not be dangerous to take off in this kind of weather."

He thought Xia Jiang was worried about his safety, but when Xia Jiang spoke again, he realized that was not the case at all.

"I made dry-aged steak and it was very delicious." Xia Jiang's words were full of resentment, and she repeated: "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious."

Xia Jiang is like a repeater.

What is being repeated is not the deliciousness of the steak, but the resentment that is constantly superimposed in the words, as if to pass through the signal to drown out Zhongya.

It was only then that Chuya realized that she was not worried about his safety, but wanted to keep him.

Dry-aged steak, this kind of steak needs to be prepared for more than a month to complete, the meat is tender and soft, the blocked gravy penetrates into the fiber, and the taste is more intense and mellow.During the one-month preparation, the beef must be taken care of professionally to ensure that it does not rot.

Xia Jiang must have put a lot of thought into today's supper.

It's a pity that he can't enjoy this delicious supper full of heart.

"I'm sorry." Zhong also apologized guiltily.

Although this is fundamentally the fault of Mori Ogai who arranged for him to travel.

"Wrong." Xia Jiang said: "There should be no apology."

Zhong Ye was stunned for a moment, and made a puzzled voice: "Huh?"

"You should say that it's a pity that I can't eat it this time. I hope that I can prepare it for you again when I come back next time. I will definitely taste this heart."

Xia Jiang's voice was sullen, but it actually made Zhong Ye laugh.

He thought: Xia Jiang is really considerate, beautiful and sweet, but he always has a bit of insincere awkwardness when he speaks.

Zhong also can almost imagine the appearance of the tea-haired girl standing in front of the kitchen stove, frowning and not frankly speaking her mind, teaching her clumsy future boyfriend to fall in love.Just by imagining it, I already think it's cute - the real person must be even more beautiful, right?

And there is one more advantage: girls who can cook are very virtuous.

He also felt a sweetness that pierced his soul, like honey, and also like gentle drizzle, which nourished his dry heart that had been shrouded in the pressure of work for a long time.

"So, when you come back next time, can you do it again for me?" Chuya's ears were red, and when the hormone rushed into his brain, he called out the long-awaited title. "My future girlfriend."

Xia Jiang promised: "Okay, future boyfriend who still needs to be considered. But it's not just one time, supper or something, I can help you prepare many times, for a lifetime."

Then the phone was hung up with a beep.

Chuya stood sluggishly in the vast white snow, and turned his head to look at the phone that had ended the call after a while.

In his blue eyes as magnificent as the deep sea, there was uncontrollable joy flowing.

He didn't even notice the happy and sweet smile on his face.

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Xia Jiang hung up the phone and looked at the "delicious" "dry-aged steak" in front of him.

A piece of beef that is not light in weight has been oxidized and deteriorated, because the preparation staff took care of it too poorly, did not control the environment well, and did not dry the blood.It exudes an unpleasant smell now, and the inner core after being cut has all been oxidized black, and its destination can only be a trash can.

Look at the A5 wagyu beef she bought back with a huge sum of money. It has been burnt in the pan, and the rich fat has melted in the pan, boiling and emitting wisps of white smoke.

For a moment, she couldn't even smell whether the burnt smell in the room came from the steak in the pot or the red wine sauce boiled in the snow pan.

Xia Jiang twitched the corner of his mouth, scooped up the steak in the pan, and put it into the trash can.

Since she was a child, she stretched out her hands to eat and opened her mouth when she was wearing a coat. She was well-clothed and well-fed, and she had never entered the kitchen in person.Xia Jiang is a typical [has eaten pork, but never seen a pig run] kind of person.If she didn't have to clean up the experimental equipment by herself when she was studying medicine, she probably wouldn't even know how to wash the pot.

If Nakahara Nakaya, who has already boarded the plane, knew her true nature, he would definitely put the idea of ​​"virtuousness" in the non-recyclable trash can.

After Xia Jiang washed the pot, he threw the spoiled ingredients into the trash can and packed them up.

The brown-haired girl stood in front of the stove and thought for a while, then threw the pan, snow pan and spatula into another garbage bag.Anyway, she will never learn how to cook in her life. What do you need a pot for? Can you prepare a potion in the pot that can make the entire port mafioso bald?

She patted the non-existent dust on her hands, turned around and left the kitchen, and took out a box of instant noodles.

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New Year's Eve.

This is the day with the heaviest snowfall in Kanto.

The atmosphere of this snowy night is also very warm, and even the lights of Lupin's bar seem a little warmer.Perhaps to celebrate the New Year, even the wine glasses were replaced with new ones, shining under the lights, as transparent and bright as crystal.

Xia Jiang sat in front of the solid wood bar with a glass of lemon sparkling water by his hand.

In front of her was a four-pack of snack plates, which the boss purchased to welcome the New Year. Seeing her running to the bar on New Year's Eve, he specially gave her a copy.

"Hey, Xiao Xiajiang, you're here too." The wooden stairs creaked, and the boy in the long black coat came down as usual. "It's rare."

Xia Jiang is a person who is not willing to go to bars.

Xia Jiang replied flatly: "I don't know where to go."

"The leader took Alice to the vicinity of the temple. It is said that the clock will strike at zero o'clock." Dazai took the wine handed by the boss, shook the glass gently, and watched the hand-chiseled ice ball rolling inside. "There are also many people waiting for the New Year's Eve at Meiji Shrine."

Xia Jiang shook his head and said, "Does it make sense?"

Dazai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, he said: "We really get along very well."

Tonight, whether it is a shrine or a temple, it is crowded with people - after dinner, many people will go to nearby shrines and temples to pay homage, which has become a habit.People are performing tacitly established habits. At this time, the behavior itself has rich spiritual meaning.

But Xia Jiang asked whether this made sense.

If this question is raised, she will definitely be defined as a freak.

But Dazai understands this question very well, and can find the same answer as her.

It has been snowing heavily tonight, and the Kanto area has been snowing for several days. If the snow clearing work hadn't been carried out in a timely manner, the entire Kanto area might be blocked by snow.One can imagine how cold this night must be.

There is nothing to lose by staying at home, watching TV, sitting under the kotatsu and telling stories is also very warm.But if you leave your home and spend several hours in the cold wind, there is a high probability that you will get sick from the cold—and the gods respond to prayers or something, which is nothing more than an unrefined superstition.

What's more, whether it is a temple or a shrine tonight, it must be crowded with people.

It is easy to catch a cold, and you may not be happy when you visit the shrine. Why bother?

"Individuals who have a common discourse may really get along well, but I can be sure, Mr. Dazai, people like us are the most incompatible." Xia Jiang put his face on one hand and said: "Put together desperate people, it is doubled." despair. Those who hate themselves must also hate those who are similar to themselves."

Dazai said with a smile: "Can't tell, Xiao Xiajiang actually hates himself?"

"No, I like myself very much. No one in this world loves me more than myself." Xia Jiang's words were sharp and merciless: "I'm talking about you, Mr. Dazai."

The warmth created in the air suddenly dissipated, and the atmosphere suddenly turned cold.

The smile on Dazai's face disappeared, and after being stripped of the truth, he only had the cold darkness like mud.

But soon, he put on that gentle and somewhat childish mask again.He complained: "It's too much, Xiao Xiajiang doesn't believe that, in terms of loving you, will I lose to you?"

Dazai has a unique talent for disgusting people, just like his talent for making most women crazy about him.These words may be disgusting Xia Jiang, or they may be flattering her, but in short - there is not even a trace of sincerity in these words.

"Go to sleep, Mr. Dazai, there is everything in the dream." Xia Jiang held the mobile phone, and after seeing the video call from Chuya Zhongyuan, he jumped off the chair with his jacket.

After watching Xia Jiang leave, the fake smile on Dazai's face also disappeared.

He flicked the glass with his fingertips, making a pleasant sound.

He whispered: "You are right."

Osamu Dazai, he is the most emotional person.He loves this world deeply, and he has been seeking to survive, looking for the meaning of his own existence, and trying to embrace this world.But at the same time, he is also the most ruthless person.The meaning of existence cannot be found, and neither can the one he loves. People who love him can line up in long lines, but he doesn't love anyone.

His favors are sometimes for his own pleasure, and sometimes for calculation.

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Xia Jiang walked in the alley and connected Zhong Ye's phone.

She looked at the ocher hair that appeared on the screen of the mobile phone, with a face of fine stubble... I don't know if it is appropriate to describe him as a boy.

Zhong also looks very vicissitudes, the stubble is not shaved, and he doesn't have many beards at this age, only seven or eight, but his face is actually very beautiful.Therefore, Chuya's current image is vacillating between a boy and an uncle—he has miraculously transitioned into the middle youth.

But one can also imagine how busy Nakaya is - he doesn't even have time to shave.

It must be hard for him to find time to make this call to Xia Jiang.

"Xia Jiang, it must be late at night over there." The red-haired young man hung his phone on the mirror, began to wash his face, and squeezed shaving foam on his chin. "It's not past zero."

Xia Jiang replied: "Not yet, you still have time to spend New Year's Eve with me, Mr. Zhongyuan."

Her sun-green pupils flicked aside, stopping the masked warriors who were walking towards her.

Zhong also casually picked up topics: "What are you looking at?"

"A black cat passed by." Xia Jiang said: "It should be a cat, I can't see the figure at all, I can only see a pair of eyes floating in the air."

Zhong also nodded: "... black cats are indeed like this, but it's a little cute when you think about it."

"I suddenly thought of a saying that might change your perception that black cats are cute." Xia Jiang's behavior was a little vile, like a child playing a prank. "Everyone said that if Mr. Dazai turned into a cat, it would be that kind of black briquette cat that can't be found at night."

Zhong also raised his eyebrows: "...this metaphor is really appropriate."

But suddenly I didn't like black cats at all.

"Ah, I found it." Xia Jiang avoided the camera and picked up the black cat carried by the masked warrior.She moved the camera down and put the cat into the video. "It seems really cute. If the house cat is not lost, I will take it back and raise it."

The masked warrior who handed the cat tilted his head, and a row of question marks slowly appeared on his head.

This cat was the owner's favorite, and he said it would be given to the young lady as a New Year's gift.These subordinates bought it after completing all the procedures in the pet shop, and the value was as high as 35 yen.

Such an expensive cat, does the lady want to disguise it as a stray cat?

"Cute is cute, but just thinking about Dazai..." Zhong also felt a chill: "Forget it, if it is really a stray cat, you should raise it first."

"Sorry, senior, it's not convenient to make video calls while holding a cat." Xia Jiang asked, "Can I change the voice next?"

Zhong Ye: "..."

As soon as the pure black cat came, it ruined the New Year's Eve phone call between him and his future girlfriend.

"Oh, good." He reluctantly agreed, and cursed in his heart: Dazai is really not a good thing.

However, the video call was not hung up, and Xia Jiang turned the camera to face the open sky in the distance.

"Senior, look, there are fireworks." The girl's voice sounded along with the colorful tail of flames rushing up to the sky, and when the words fell, the ball of light with its long tail also bloomed into a huge group of flowers in the sky.

I have also watched fireworks for many years.

But for the first time, he felt that this scene was beautiful.

"Senior, if you make a wish on the fireworks, all your wishes will come true in the new year." Xia Jiang's voice was soft and hazy, with countless beauties in it. "Although it's separated by a screen, the wish that a good person like senior made with good expectations will definitely come true."

If Dazai was by her side, he would definitely taunt her.

Doesn't it mean that people's habits are meaningless?Why do you still have the nerve to say something like making a wish on fireworks?

But Zhong also knew nothing about these things.

He looked at the fireworks and thought: Then make a wish.

The boy on the screen closed his eyes, and made a wish that he thought was very good, facing the fireworks tens of thousands of kilometers away.

"Okay, you can cut the voice, Xia Jiang." He said: "Thank you for letting me see the fireworks, I am very happy."

Xia Jiang switched the video to voice, put the phone in his pocket, and chatted with Zhong Ye by the long earphone cable: "What wish did senior make?"

The black cat lay in her arms, pawing and pulling the thread with its furry paws.

Zhong Ye said, "Wouldn't it be ineffective if you say it?"

Fortunately, the video was turned off, so Xia Jiang couldn't see his red ears.

Zhong also hopes that in the new year, there will be new changes in the relationship between himself and his sweetheart, a huge change in the relationship, and great progress must be made.