My cubs are all blackened

Ye Lian carefully observed the young man in front of him who called out his name.

The young man seems to be over 25 years old, his wheat-colored skin does not look like he has been exposed to the sun, his facial features are between Asia and Europe, and the corners of his lips are slightly curved, which seems to be a smile but not a smile.

He was only wearing a dark blue shirt. From the well-proportioned tailoring, it could be seen that his well-proportioned muscle distribution, coupled with the clean and tidy ability to knock down a man taller than him, was enough to prove that he had been trained for a long time.

Logically speaking, with such an eye-catching existence, if they knew each other, Ye Lian would be more or less impressed.

However, no matter how hard Ye Lian tried to recall, there was no fragment of this person in his mind.

"You know me?" Ye Lian stared at the man in front of him rather indifferently, and a warning flashed across his eyes: "Who are you?"

Hearing this, the man on the opposite side was stunned again, he opened his eyes slightly in disbelief, his eyes lingered on Ye Lian's face, and after a while, he asked tentatively: "You... aren't Cointreau?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Ye Lian had a vague understanding in his heart, but in order to confirm his thoughts, he still raised the topic: "But my name is indeed Ye Lian."

"..."

Amuro was silent.

The mixed-race face in front of him that he couldn't forget once again appeared in his field of vision after a year.

However, the other party looked at him with a cold and vigilant gaze, and rejected his 'code name', what does this mean?

The undercover agent of the black organization, the man code-named 'Bourbon' had a shrewd halo in his purple-gray eyes, and suddenly asked a question, and successfully made Ye Lian purse his lips.

"You, memory loss?"

In an instant, it seemed that the truth of everything was in front of my eyes.

Ye Lian's blue eyes flickered subconsciously, and finally returned to the calmness of a lake.

"That's right." He nodded in acknowledgment.

"...Is that so?" Toru Amuro finally closed his eyes slowly, his brows lowered involuntarily, and his facial features changed slightly, as if a touch of complexity appeared.

Before Ye Lian could figure out anything from his gradually changing expression, he saw him open his eyes again. At this time, he had regained his composure and could naturally bring up a smile on his face.

"No, please forget, there is nothing worth mentioning between us." Toru Amuro waved his hands at him, and turned around gracefully.

The sun cast a brilliant beam of light on his pale golden hair, making his figure at this moment covered with a golden film, like a flower in a mirror and a moon in water, creating a faint sense of alienation.

"Just as if we met by chance."

As he said that, he squatted down, as if he wanted to check whether the unconscious robber was awake, while Ye Lian's eyes followed his back, and he asked suspiciously: "Do you believe that I have amnesia?"

Logically speaking, the one-in-a-thousand probability of amnesia is almost only an excuse to avoid something, no one will really believe it, and it is so easy to believe it.

The figure with his back to him paused for a moment, but quickly returned to his original state. If Ye Lian hadn't relied on his keen senses to stare at him unblinkingly, he probably wouldn't have noticed the wavering that lasted for a second.

"Well, because you don't seem like a liar." Toru Amuro said in a relaxed tone, with a natural attitude that didn't seem to be hiding anything.

But Ye Lian always felt such a slight sense of disobedience, but before he realized what this uncomfortable feeling was, he saw Toru Amuro suddenly pick up the mobile phone that was in the bag, and press it skillfully. looking at the keyboard.

"I'm going to call the police now, and the police will arrive in about 10 minutes." He said lightly to the screen, as if he was just talking to himself: "Some people better not hang around here, they will just waste money It's just time."

Hearing this, Ye Lian pressed the hat on his head. He has not yet broken away from the identity of the port mafia. If he is asked about his identity by the police, it will be very troublesome. The most sensible choice is to leave now.

Obviously the man in front of him is also very aware of his sensitive identity, so he kindly reminded him.

This person... who is it?

He finally took another deep look at the man with a mysterious identity who was facing away from him, then he said nothing, and quickly left the jewelry store, avoiding everyone's sight and walking towards the hotel.

What he didn't notice was that when he left, Amuro Toru's finger on the phone stopped abruptly.

From his gray-purple eyes, the figure of the blond man walking farther and farther could be clearly reflected, until he disappeared and gradually overflowed with a little irritability, and the palm of his hand squeezed the phone uncontrollably, Straighten the curvature of the corners of the lips.

It seemed that in his mind he could still recall the appearance of the young man who came to his home as a guest and talked to him tenderly a year ago.

Why do you believe that Ye Lian lost his memory?

Toru Amuro curled his lips sarcastically.

Isn't that kind of thing obvious at a glance?

Because in those cold eyes, there is no longer the tenderness that once faced him.

The eyes he looked at were full of strangeness and vigilance, which was no different from how he treated other people.

This is treated without any discrimination, which is enough to demonstrate many problems.

... That person was no longer the Ye Lian he knew.

It's best that there should be no intersection between them.

……

For Toru Amuro, who has the memories of the two of them, Ye Lian's appearance certainly made him feel anxious and complicated, but Ye Lian's feelings for Toru Amuro are much more single-minded.

On the way back to the hotel, he slowly thought about all this, gradually clearing up a lot of this incredible thing.

First of all, as soon as he arrived at the rice flower market, the system prompted him that there was a bug.

Immediately afterwards, a stranger called out his name, who seemed to be quite familiar with him.

So it can be inferred from this that it is very likely that the system bug caused the world he had been to to merge with this world, and his memory was deleted after completing the task, so he forgot about the dark-skinned man.

As for why there is a bug...

Ye Lian knocked on the system in his mind, hoping to get an answer from the other party, but no matter how many times he knocked, the system didn't answer as if he was pretending to be dead, which was very helpless.

"I just want to ask one thing."

Ye Lian had no choice but to choose the next best thing: "Have I ever known that man just now?"

This time the system finally squeaked: [Knowledge. 】

Therefore, this also confirmed Ye Lian's conjecture.

Although Ye Lian learned that Toru Amuro was acquainted with him in the past, there was no disturbance in his heart. He was originally a person with weak feelings, and he had already dedicated two-thirds of his heart to the mission target Osamu Dazai , and the other third was given to his favorite children.

Therefore, Toru Amuro, who is very old and looks like a well-established city, is not in his favorite category for the time being.

Compared with those strangers who have never met, his feeling for Amuro Toru is only a little more curious, and the rest of his feelings are nothing. Even if Amuro Toru used to be good friends with him, now he has lost his memory, just It's been nothing to do with it.

So Ye Lian didn't take what happened today in his heart, but felt that the law and order in Mihua City was really weird, and it could make him encounter various troubles for three consecutive days.

Feeling uneasy about living here for a long time in the future, Ye Lian went directly to the door of the Mori Detective Agency early the next morning, trying to find out why Edogawa Ranpo let him come here.

However, when he found that there was no one in the Maori Detective Agency on the weekend, his enthusiasm disappeared without a trace as if a bucket of cold water was poured from the top of his head.

Ye Lian: "..."

Well, his luck these days can be said to be terrific, and he is not going well in everything he does.

Standing downstairs, Ye Lian looked up at the words 'Maori Detective Agency' written on the glass on the second floor, and couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

But below the office, that is, on the first floor, is a cafe with a rather romantic decoration.

Taking advantage of the early time, Ye Lian looked down at the newly bought golden dial on his wrist, adjusted the position of the brim of his hat, and planned to go to the cafe to wait for the detective agency to open.

He just took a step towards the coffee shop named Poirot, but the opposite glass door was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and a pale blond head poked out first.

The two caught off guard and looked at each other, and then fell silent at the same time: "...ah."

Toru Amuro and Ye Lian, who just ended with a cold farewell speech yesterday, unexpectedly met again in such a dramatic way.

After meeting Ye Lian, Amuro Toru, who came out to throw out the garbage, quickly came to his senses, frowned slightly, and asked in a rather bad tone: "Are you looking for my location?"

As smart as him, and always cautiously living in the terrible black area of ​​the black organization, he would be the first to guess that this is the meeting that Ye Lian had planned in advance.

Commonly known as persecution delusion.

Ye Lian blinked his eyes inexplicably, feeling a little uncomfortable to be so doubted by others, so he directly frowned indifferently, and retorted: "It's just a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"Meet by chance..." Toru Amuro, who was dressed as a coffee clerk, put the black packaging bag in the trash bin at the door, and clapped his hands casually, but his puzzled eyes never left Ye Lian: "Will this kind of person come?" The surrounding area is surrounded by residential areas, so it doesn’t look like you just passed by by chance.”

He is indeed frighteningly intelligent, and he can realize Ye Lian's purpose with just a few glances.

Ye Lian didn't want to have anything to do with this stranger, what's more, the other party obviously didn't treat him very well.

He was about to turn around and leave this place, but as soon as he turned his footsteps, he saw Toru Amuro who had already walked to the door of the coffee shop lazily turned his head and looked at him, maintaining the posture of half-opening the glass door, and said in an unpleasant tone: "Aren't you going to come to our coffee shop, why don't you come in?"

"..."

Looking at Toru Amuro who was holding on to the doorknob and seemed to be waiting for him to come in, Ye Lian couldn't help but frowned, the man in front of him really didn't understand what he was doing.

If he hates himself, he will inadvertently show kindness to himself, if he likes himself... Then what is the thorny feeling in these words?

In the end, the bewildered Ye Lian withdrew his steps, thought about it, and decided to act according to the original plan, and followed Amuro Toru into the coffee shop.

The coffee shop is not very big, but it is clean and warm, which makes people feel very comfortable.

Since it was too early, there were no other customers in the coffee shop, Toru Amuro went straight to the counter, put on the apron carefully, and arranged the clothes.

And Ye Lian took this opportunity to sit in the middle of the counter, unbuttoned two suit buttons on his chest, and put his hat on the table beside him.

"You are the only clerk here?"

Ye Lian looked around the surrounding environment, the atmosphere in this room was too quiet, it didn't seem like there was a third person, so he couldn't help asking.

"No." Toru Amuro took out a set of teapots carved with rose patterns from the cupboard, fumbled for a pack of tea leaves from the innermost side, bit the outer packaging of the tea leaves with his lips, and explained vaguely: "There is another Miss Wei Zi, I went out to do some shopping..."

As he spoke, he skillfully put the tea bag into the teapot, poured boiling water, and as the water surface gradually turned into a light red color, he then grabbed two sugar cubes and put them in, stirring with a delicate spoon .

His movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water, giving people a pleasing visual impression. Even if Ye Lian is not satisfied with Amuro Toru's attitude towards him, he has to admit that his method of making tea is very clever.

not to mention……

Ye Lian narrowed his eyes slightly.

He hasn't asked for anything since he entered the store, but this person can accurately pick his preferences, and he also knows that he usually likes to put two cubes of sugar in black tea.

It can be seen that this man did know him once, and they seem to be very familiar with each other.

"please."

At this time, a white teacup carved with rose patterns was handed to him.

The beautiful tea soup in the teacup is still exuding an attractive aroma.

The tip of Ye Lian's nose moved, and he involuntarily picked up the tea and took a sip. Inadvertently, he seemed to be able to feel the gaze of Toru Amuro who was tidying up the counter.

Although Ye Lian didn't want to have any response to Amuro Toru, he was caught off guard by the mellow black tea smell, which seemed to have appeared in his memory before. This lingering and strong feeling is still layer by layer echoed in his brain.

The corners of the lips that had been tightly pressed were bent inadvertently, Ye Lian's eyebrows and eyes softened like this, and he let out a sigh of relief.

"……Ah."

There seemed to be a chuckle in his ear, and then it passed away in a flash, Ye Lian raised his eyes, just in time to see Toru Amuro, who was coughing seriously and dryly, with his palms clenched into fists and put on his lips.

Seeing his eyes fixed on this side all the time, Toru Amuro's face was slightly stiff, and he quickly regained his composure: "What else?"

Only then did Ye Lian shift his gaze, his blue eyes drooped with a warm light: "...No, I just think the tea you made is very suitable for my taste."

"It's the first time I've had such delicious black tea." The corners of his lips spread slightly, and the corners of his eyes revealed a bit of tenderness: "Your craftsmanship is very good."

"..."

There was a sudden pause in the movement of wiping the counter, and Amuro's purple-gray eyes stared at the void, and suddenly became a little dazed.

Once upon a time, the young man sat casually in his home like this, smiling and praising his tea art.

And he also humbly accepted the youth's praise, but he didn't reveal the fact that he prepared it for the youth's liking.

For a moment, Ye Lian, who was holding a teacup and acted like an elegant British gentleman, overlapped with the previous memory.

There was a look of complexity in his eyes again, but he said casually and with some sarcasm: "Thank you for the compliment, but as a waiter in a coffee shop, this is of course a must-have skill for me. I can make tea every day. It's nothing good." Surprised."

Probably because he was immersed in the happiness brought by black tea, it was rare for Ye Lian not to respond to these harsh words.

His slender fingers rest on the porcelain white teacup. The man's dazzling blond hair is like honey that has passed through the color, and the rising clouds seem to cover his handsome face with a layer of transparent veil. All of them revealed those emerald-like eyes that shimmered and flowed.

Amuro couldn't help staring at Ye Lian once again in a daze, some urgent emotion welled up in his heart, his eyes flickered, and he opened his lips as if hesitating to speak, but at the same time, there was a The front door was suddenly pushed open, and a woman with many shopping bags appeared in a hurry.

"Sorry, Mr. Amuro! I came back a little late."

Toru Amuro immediately pursed his lips, and showed an elegant smile towards the door.

It seems to be calculated, but in Ye Lian's eyes, it seems to be wearing a mask.

Amuro looked at the beautiful woman who walked into the store, walked towards her as soon as she turned her footsteps, and put those shopping bags in her hands thoughtfully: "You don't need to be in such a hurry, Miss Zi, thank you for your hard work."

Although he has not been working in this coffee shop for a long time, Toru Amuro has already used his cheerful personality and good appearance to get along well in this area. Among them, his caring demeanor all the time has also become the most popular among women. The Prince Charming of the guests.

However, the captives did not include Enomoto Azusa, the waitress who got along with him day and night.Azusa Enomoto just smiled at him gratefully, and immediately set his eyes on the conspicuous figure sitting at the bar.

"Is there already a guest at this time?" She was slightly surprised, and when she saw the young man who was facing him calmly holding a black tea, her eyes suddenly spread, and the surprise in her heart rose to a higher level.

"Mr. Amuro, Mr. Amuro."

She couldn't help but grabbed Toru Amuro's sleeve, her beautiful eyes were full of curiosity.

Toru Amuro looked suspiciously at the fact that there was obviously something to whisper to him about Azusa Enomoto, so he lowered his body slightly and put his ear close to him.

Then, I saw Azusa Enomoto covering her lips with her hand, and asked in a low voice: "Did you make that cup of black tea? Could it be Mr. Amuro, do you still know how to make black tea? It's amazing, why have you never seen it before?" You soaked it."

Toru Amuro: "..."

He tensed up suddenly, his expression twisted for a moment, and at the same time, his eyes looked towards Ye Lian vigilantly, but the young man who appeared in his field of vision was still drinking black tea indifferently, as if he didn't care about the conversation at all. Not very interested, the tall and straight figure at all times exudes an awe-inspiring aura, like a sword waiting to be unsheathed.

Seeing this, Toru Amuro finally breathed a sigh of relief cautiously, the timing of the slap in the face came so suddenly that he didn't know how to cover it up.

If Ye Lian knew that he only made black tea for him, it would be even more difficult to get rid of the relationship.

He dealt with Enomoto Azusa's question with a sloppy smile, and when he returned to the counter, he casually raised his eyes and met Ye Lian's probing eyes.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked your name yet?"

Ye Lian pushed the empty teacup to his side with his fingers, motioning for him to refill: "You know my name, but I don't know yours, don't you think it's unfair?"

Hearing this, Toru Amuro showed a slight displeasure on his face again, and his actions gradually magnified this displeasure. When refilling Ye Lian's cup, he raised his hand and stomped his feet impatiently, and accidentally bumped the edge of the teacup, making a noise. Screeching sound.

"Anyway, you have heard my name just now." He closed his eyes and frowned slightly, pushing the teacup back: "My name is Toru Amuro."

After three seconds of silence, he glanced at Ye Lian uncomfortably: "... Do you have any impression?"

Toru Amuro?

Ye Lian couldn't help but searched for the name in his mind, but as expected, what he finally found was also a confused white.

He shook his head, and said bluntly and coldly: "I have no impression."

Toru Amuro didn't speak, his eyelids drooped slightly to cover the complex emotions flashing across his eyes, for a moment, he didn't know whether he wanted the young man to remember him or not.

If he remembered, they would return to the relationship that seemed like an enemy but a friend.

If you don't remember... Maybe there is no connection between them.

Which choice is what he desires from the bottom of his heart, he has no way to come to a conclusion, but in terms of rationality, it is relatively easy for Ye Lian to maintain a state of amnesia.

When Enomoto Azusa changed staff and went to the hall, he found that the atmosphere in the store was a bit subtle. The most famous and popular waiter in their store was silently hanging his head at the counter, as if in a daze, and the only customer was Staring at him so quietly, there was no emotion on his face.

If it was in the past, Mr. Amuro would definitely use his superb conversation skills to make the guests feel happy, and he would come to Poirot to eat frequently unconsciously. At this moment, Mr. Amuro, who seems to have a big stone in his heart, is the first time I have seen Mr. Poirot. .

Azusa Enomoto suppressed the doubts in her heart, and did not casually inquire about Toru Amuro's privacy. Instead, she showed a bright smile to Ye Lian, and introduced: "Guest, it's time for breakfast now, do you want to order some poirots?" The very popular sandwiches here are guaranteed to satisfy you."

Hearing her opinion, the young man turned his face slightly, revealing a handsome and deep face. His emerald eyes reminded people of a lush forest, and the young man's upright sitting posture revealed elegance and nobility all the time. .

Azusa Enomoto couldn't help holding her breath, it was the first time she saw a man more handsome than Mr. Amuro.

"Sandwich?" The man murmured with some doubts in his magnetic voice: "Is it delicious?"

"...Ah, of course!" Azusa Enomoto, who was almost captured by the beauty, immediately came back to her senses, and scratched her cheek in embarrassment. She never lost her composure when facing Mr. Amuro. The lethality of this guest is really too much. It's tough.

"It was made by Mr. Amuro himself, and the praise rate is [-]%." ​​After the introduction, she asked with great interest: "So the guest is of mixed race like Mr. Amuro? Could it be French?"

Regarding this privacy issue, Ye Lian frowned slightly, he didn't like to tell strangers about himself, even acquaintances didn't want to mention it.

He wanted to refuse bluntly, "This has nothing to do with you", but a voice quickly blocked his mouth, and he continued.

"Wrong guess, Ms. Azusa." Toru Amuro shook his fingers with a hearty smile: "This customer ordered black tea. Although it is not rigorous to judge someone's nationality based on this alone, it is still possible to just guess." It's very possible. Only the British like drinking black tea so much, don't they?"

Ye Lian: "..."

Now he confirmed again that this person really knew him, and he also liked to chatter about his information to others.

The expression on his face suddenly darkened, and he glared at Toru Amuro secretly.

However, neither of the two people present was aware of his mood, and they were still chatting happily.

"Ah, it's true that the British like to drink black tea. As expected of Mr. Amuro, a famous detective!"

"Haha, this is just the most basic guess. If Ms. Zi is aware of the black tea, she can also guess it."

This talking and laughing atmosphere made Ye Lian even more upset. He deliberately put the teacup on the table indifferently, making a little noise, and when the two finally looked at him, he said three words indifferently: "Sandwich .”

Toru Amuro was stunned, before he could react immediately, Azusa Enomoto pushed him suddenly: "Mr. Amuro, the customer has already placed an order."

"Ah... um." Anshi was pushed into the counter by her in a daze, and he could meet Ye Lian's cold gaze just by raising his eyes. Before he started, he hesitated and asked again: "You Do you really want to eat my sandwich?"

Ye Lian was inexplicably asked: "I haven't had breakfast yet, can't I?"

"..."

No, no, after all, the customer is God.

It's just that Ye Lian almost never eats out casually, at least when he and Toru Amuro made an appointment to meet at the restaurant, he only saw Ye Lian drinking black tea alone.

When asked the reason, the young man just told him with a smile that he was very picky about things, and he would not order food from unfamiliar shops or food that did not meet his wishes.

So Ye Lian, who has lost his memory and is not yet familiar with him, actually ordered the meal he made, Toru Amuro still can't believe it.

But what gushed out of his chest was a long-lost, trusted, and special emotion.

It was as if all the estrangement in the past year had dissipated, and Ye Lian was still the one who only smiled gently at him and tolerated him all the time.

After placing the finished sandwiches on the plate, Toru Amuro stared at Ye Lian's movements tensely, feeling a sense of tension and excitement in his heart like never before.

This also made him realize quickly.

He was looking forward to Ye Lian's praise for him.

As a result, he still couldn't treat Ye Lian simply as a stranger, no matter how tightly this masked face was wrapped, he still couldn't defy his will.

The corners of his lips evoked a sarcastic smile slightly, the color in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and thousands of words could only be turned into a sigh between his lips.

At this time, Ye Lian had already skillfully cut off a corner of the sandwich with a knife and fork, and chewed it in his mouth. In an instant, his eyes suddenly lit up, and quickly transformed into the light of happiness, and then in the blink of an eye. Return to calm.

Then he waved the knife and fork again, and slowly ate the meal.

Toru Amuro, who was immersed in memories, did not capture his emotions, but his heart was lifted high following Ye Lian's movements, and he even moved his Adam's apple nervously, staring at Ye Lian's face without blinking. Face.

I don't know how long it took, until the amplified beating sound of the heart echoed in his ears, Ye Lian finally put down the knife and fork, and wiped his lips with a handkerchief gracefully.

Immediately, her beautiful eyes looked at him lightly, and the corner of her lips traced a happy arc: "It's delicious, thank you for the hospitality."

"..."

Amuro Toru's eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

Oops.

The upward curve of the corners of the lips could not be restrained.

For an undercover agent, he is really incompetent.

But at least at this moment, at this moment, let him truly feel the joy of this moment.

"Of course." He raised his lips confidently, and showed Ye Lian a smug smile, as dazzling as the bright sunshine outside: "I am quite confident in cooking, and I will not lose to any chef. "

Ye Lian's eyes reflected the curvature of his lips, and in a trance, it seemed to coincide with a certain curvature deep in his memory that only revealed the lower half of his face.

The heart beat quickly for half a beat, and an unknown emotion affected the dopamine in his brain, but it only existed for a moment before returning to its original state.

But Ye Lian caught something vaguely.

He suddenly felt a sense of disobedience, the man in front of him didn't seem to be called Amuro Toru, he always touched the top of a dark-skinned child affectionately, and called him...

what's coming?

No matter how hard I try to remember, I can't clearly bring out the memories of the past.

For the first time, he had a little interest in Toru Amuro, and gradually recalling his words and deeds, he blinked slowly: "Are you a detective?"

Amuro was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized what he was asking: "That's just Miss Zi's teasing, I haven't reached the strength to be called a detective."

"Don't be modest, Mr. Amuro." Azusa Enomoto, who was tidying up the shop, smiled and replied, "You are the disciple of that sleeping Kogoro, and your strength is enough."

"The famous sleeping detective, Mori Kogoro?" Ye Lian grasped the information keenly, and looked tentatively at Toru Amuro: "Then you are very familiar with the Mori Detective Agency upstairs?"

"..." All of a sudden, he found that Toru Amuro's expression became sharper. If the series of conversations just now made Toru Amuro lower his guard against him, but now Toru Amuro is like a hedgehog covered in thorns. , put on a disguise again.

"There is some intersection."

He was still smiling, but his smile was a little colder: "Is there any problem?"

Ye Lian remembered his reaction in his heart, and vaguely noticed that the Maori Detective Agency seemed to have some secret relationship with him: "When I visited this morning, there was no one in the office."

"Ah, Mr. Mori accepted the client's commission and went out yesterday." Enomoto Azusa did not notice the turbulent atmosphere between them, and explained with a smile: "I don't know if I will come back today."

"I see." Ye Lian nodded thoughtfully.

He noticed that Amuro Toru's eyebrows and eyes were lowered more and more, showing a bit of anxiety, as if something bad would happen if he came into contact with the firm.

"I'll wait for him here, and if I haven't come back in the afternoon, I'll visit another day."

By the way, observe Toru Amuro's mood.

"Ah! If that's the case, why don't you sit on the sofa here? We have some books to pass the time in the store, and you can read them here." Azusa Enomoto's eyes suddenly lit up, and she almost couldn't wait to invite Ye Lian to sit on the sofa. On the sofa near the glass.

Ye Lian was a little puzzled by her enthusiasm, but he didn't refuse her proposal, and quietly took an English novel and read it.

The midday sun gradually rose, and the golden beams of light shone obliquely on his body, adding a bit of softness to that handsome face.

The young man's legs crossed up and down, and he leaned on the sofa naturally and comfortably. The slightly raised jaw is indescribably beautiful, and his slender fingers correspond to the red cover of the book, making his fingertips white as snow.

After Poirot's customers gradually increased, he saw Ye Lian, who was leaning against the window and was as handsome as an angel, almost at a glance.

Azusa Enomoto is very happy. Ever since the handsome guy Toru Amuro became a signboard in their store, the business in the store has gradually boomed. Today, Ye Lian, who is of mixed British blood, has provided them with a good flow of customers. More than twice as much as yesterday.

Not to mention sitting by the glass, people walking up and down the street can notice Ye Lian's figure, and the publicity is greatly increased.

Especially young women.

All the women's gazes were circling Ye Lian vaguely, chatting shyly with their companions from time to time, and secretly glanced at Ye Lian, and the discussions continued one after another.

Ye Lian's hearing is not very good, so he can easily hear the buzzing noises like flies constantly attacking him, and most of them are "so handsome" "mixed blood" who really want to strike up a conversation '.

When he was a mafia, even if someone admired him, he had never talked about it so boldly, because most people were willing to die.

But when they arrived in the peaceful city of Mihua City, people obviously didn't realize that their lives were gradually being threatened.

That's right, it was threatened by Ye Lian.

Ye Lian's brows furrowed unconsciously, he hated this entangled gaze, if only once in a while he could ignore it, but in this not-so-large shop, it was too conspicuous for him to endure.

He also clearly saw from the corner of his eye a woman boldly holding a mobile phone, pointing the camera at his face, pressing the shutter one after another, and exclaiming excitedly from time to time.

Ye Lian turned his head to look at her, the coldness in his eyes almost turned into reality.

——"This lady."

At this moment, one hand quickly took the phone away, and covered the sight between the woman and Ye Lian with his figure, and curled the corners of his lips with a smile: "This store does not allow taking photos privately, please don't make us It's difficult, I will delete these photos for you."

While speaking, he tapped his fingers skillfully on the phone, and deleted the photos related to Ye Lian in two or three clicks.

"Huh? Hey, what are you doing to turn my phone without authorization!" The woman was dressed a bit like bad attire, and her tone was rude and arrogant. She directly grabbed Amuro Toru's hand with her blood-red nails, but it was barely enough. empty.

Toru Amuro moved his arms flexibly like a cat teasing a mouse. He was obviously smiling brightly, but there was only an astonishing coldness in the small slit of his eyes slightly opened: "Guest, as long as you promise If you don’t take photos, the phone will be returned to you naturally.”

"Otherwise..." The corners of his lips curled up indifferently, "I will invite you out of Poirot."

"A guest like you is not welcome, Poirot, do you understand?"

Seeing that Toru Amuro helped him solve the trouble, Ye Lian's thought of wanting to get over it was reassured, and he sat back on the chair again.

But in the next second, Toru Amuro turned his toes and walked towards him, with a very cold expression on his face, and a bit of a sudden coldness.

This obvious feeling of oppression made Ye Lian subconsciously frowned, looking up at the man with deep eyes as he approached step by step.

'what do you want to do? '

He opened his lips, and just about to say these words, Amuro Toru stopped in front of him, a dark-bellied smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Then without saying a word, he stretched out his hand extremely forcefully to grab his wrist, and suddenly brought him into his arms.

Ye Lian's eyes widened suddenly, and he fell into his arms without any precautions, his cheek hit the soft fabric of his chest, and he could even feel the beating heartbeat.

In a daze, he seemed to hear the low gasps in the shop.

"Hey, read the book carefully, don't care about other things.