[Net Wang] That day you don't know

You can't just throw it aside.Not to be embarrassed.

Tezuka stood up suddenly, stretched his slender arms across the table, took off the ring still hanging on the Fuji spoon, picked up the wet towel on the table and wiped it lightly.Seeing his series of movements, Fuji suddenly remembered that he should ask him what to do with the ring, and suddenly felt a warmth on the back of his hand, Tezuka picked up his hand, and put the ring into the middle of Fuji finger.On Buer's little finger, there is also a ring symbolizing celibacy.

Bu Er was so frightened that he quickly pulled his hands away, his mind was in chaos.Watching Tezuka sit back, the only trace of reason remaining in Fuji's mind reminded him not to take off the ring and throw it away, this is what he dreamed of, what he dreamed of...Fuer just hid his right hand under the table.

"What is the meaning of the ring on the middle finger of the right hand?"

"Famous flower has an owner?" Fuji was very sure, but what he was not sure about was Tezuka's intention to put this ring on him.

Tezuka folded his hands in front of his face and nodded slightly.He didn't have any expression, but his gaze towards Fuji was soft.Fuji knew Tezuka well, at least he thought so, and he could see the smile on Tezuka's expressionless face.Fuji smiled and said, "Hey, Tezuka, I won't be able to find a partner if you do this."

"There's no need," Tezuka said, "I mean, there's no need to look any further. I'm already back, do I need to look for someone else, Fuji?"

The face that was always smiling finally became indifferent.It's very hard, it's hard to keep smiling like that, it's also hard to love like this all the time.When Bu Er thought that he could finally let go and no longer have strange expectations for this man, because of his words, he quietly smashed the mask of his camouflage.It turned out that I was very tired all the time. "Hey, Tezuka," Fuji finally laughed again, "Do you know how hard it is to have a secret love?"

"As clear as you are, no two."

same, clear?Then why, let him wait for so many years?

Seiichi Yukimura 012

It is said that Tezuka confessed to him, although listening to the process he described, it was more like he confessed to Tezuka.

"In that case, why haven't I confessed to you for so many years, or even contacted you? Didn't I ask him?" Yukimura was sitting in a convenience store near Sanada's apartment, biting a yogurt straw and holding his phone with one hand.

Not long after, Bu Er replied, "I think it's better not to ask too clearly about some things."

It's better not to ask too clearly, Yukimura smiled wryly, this may be regarded as a unique advantage, and he will never learn it.Yukimura checked the time on his phone, it was almost time.Yukimura walked out of the convenience store and stood at the intersection.

Not being able to stay with Sanada during this time, Yukimura was both sad and angry.To make it even sadder and angrier, he couldn't figure out who he was mad at.Yukimura would send messages to Sanada every day, and Sanada would reply one by one, with the utmost seriousness in his choice of words and sentences, no different from usual.No matter how stormy his heart was, he would not let Yukimura feel it.Yukimura only kept urging Marui to visit Sanada and report to him.Marui said that Sanada looked fine, except that he looked a bit haggard from busy planning for the funeral.

But the calmer it looks, the more uneasy it is, right?

"Jingshi?"

"Are you coming, Genichiro? I'm here at the intersection, and there's no one around. You should be able to see it when you walk over, right?"

Yukimura never said to wait for Sanada.Sanada's car turned around the intersection. It was working hours, and the weather was cold, as if it would rain at any time. Indeed, few people would stay on the street.Yukimura stood under the lamppost, unbuttoning his black coat, revealing a thin shirt and a blue sweater.Sanada leaned the car to the side of the road, and Yukimura's face suddenly appeared outside the car window, smiling and beckoning.

"It really is haggard." Yukimura said.

"What?" Yukimura shook his head, Sanada leaned over from the driver's seat and helped him button up, "You should wear your clothes well, you will catch a cold."

Yukimura pointed to the nearby store: "I just came out of the convenience store."

Yukimura didn't dare to talk too much to Sanada, he felt that Sanada didn't want to talk now.Fortunately, the distance was not long, and when they returned to Sanada's apartment, they returned to the space of the two of them.The person behind took the coat that Yukimura took off. Yukimura turned around and watched Sanada hang the two coats on the coat rack, bent down and took out two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, and put them at his feet: "Put it on, it will be cold."

As soon as Sanada changed his shoes, the person on the opposite side posted up without warning.His hair was fluffy on his cheeks. Yukimura leaned on his shoulder and said, "Are you going to be sad, Genichiro?" Sanada raised his arm and suddenly felt that his arm was a little numb, but he still gave Yukimura a hug and kissed him with his head tilted. Yukimura's lips.

The lips are cool, and the tongue still tastes of yogurt.

It was so heavy that it was almost suffocating, that feeling was transmitted from the tip of Sanada's tongue to the bottom of Yukimura's heart.What Yukimura saw was a Sanada who was thrown alone at the bottom of the water. He couldn't get up, and was waiting for someone to give him a mouthful of oxygen at the bottom of the water.If he can't breathe all the time, he will suffocate to death.Now, Yukimura is the lifeguard, and he is going to pull Sanada up from the bottom of the water.

It seems that it has been a long, long time since I have kissed each other like this, and it is difficult to be separated from Sanada even for a day.Yukimura put his arms around Sanada's neck and studied his face.Sanada was blinded by him, so Yukimura raised his hand and stroked the hair next to his ear, and said, "It's white hair. I thought that a person like Genichiro who grew up very old from a young age would not have to face the problem of aging." Yes. If Genichiro continues to age like this, we won't be a good match."

Sanada let out a soft "hum" from his nose, but finally didn't laugh.Yukimura let go of him uninterestedly, and walked to the refrigerator: "Sorry, I didn't help Genichiro clean the house to welcome Genichiro's return - because they don't look very dirty. But, I prepared a set for Genichiro Food and drinks in the refrigerator, so Genichiro won’t have to be hungry when he comes back.” Yukimura had milk in one hand and instant lunch box in the other, and looked back at Sanada, “Which one should we eat first?”

"I'm not hungry, just drink whatever you want." Sanada took the milk in his hand, "The milk must be warmed before drinking." Sanada quickly took out two cups and rinsed them with water, opened the milk carton and poured them in evenly. Put it in a cup and heat it in the microwave. For 50 seconds, Sanada stood in front of the microwave, watching the knob of the microwave turning little by little.

A pair of soft arms gently encircled his waist: "I let Genichiro take care of me again, I'm really sorry." Yukimura paused for three seconds, "At that time, I couldn't be by your side."

What is it that you are sorry for, the former or the latter?Sanada thought so. "Ding", the milk is ready.

"Is there anything Genichiro wants to say? Can you tell me?"

Sanada thought for a while, then shook his head.It's not that there is nothing to say, it's not that I don't want to tell Yukimura, it's that I don't know where to start.Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable, and Sanada can't think about it, and his grandfather's age is almost at the end of his life.Sanada wasn't so sad that he couldn't speak, he just seemed to sink to the bottom of the water, a little out of breath.

Yukimura took the milk, looked at Sanada's stiff face, and sighed softly.Sanada looked at him strangely, Yukimura hurriedly said: "It's nothing. I just feel... I don't know how to comfort Genichiro." Yukimura is good at speaking, comforting people and being comforted are common things.But the opponent is Genichiro, because it is Genichiro.Obviously knowing that there is no need to say much, but Yukimura does not want them to be immersed in this kind of silence all the time. Silence may make people sink deeper and deeper.

Sanada held the milk and thought for a while: "It would be great to have Seiki here." Yes, it would be great to be here.The two leaned on the sofa side by side, watching the sunset outside the window submerged in the sea of ​​lights, watching the buildings and streets being swallowed up by the night, watching the colorful lights filling the night like stars, it was very good.

Yukimura got up suddenly: "I'm a little hungry," he smiled and looked down at Sanada, "What do we want to eat? Rice or boiled noodles? Or noodles, Genichiro, please wait for a while." Yukimura made a decision without waiting for Sanada's answer. Decided, Sanada pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.Because Yukimura doesn't know how to cook at all, and at this moment, it is impossible for him to ask Sanada to cook for him.

Sanada looked back and saw that the screen of the phone was lit up, it was an email reminder.Sanada picked it up and found that it was Yukimura's mobile phone. His and Yukimura's mobile phones looked exactly the same, but the screen saver was different.

"Yukimura-kun, are you coming back for dinner today?" An unfamiliar number came.

It must be Fuji-kun, Sanada thought about putting down the phone, swiping his finger across the screen, and the screen unlocked immediately.Yukimura did not set a password.Sanada took a look and picked up the phone again, maybe the other party is waiting, it's better to reply for Yukimura.Sanada clicked on the email and found that the previous email record of this number was several months ago——

"Don't make bad guesses before the diagnosis result comes out. Similar symptoms don't mean relapse!"

Sanada immediately turned to the call records of this number. He had made frequent calls in the recent period, but there were only a few records with a time similar to that of the email a month ago.Who is this guy?Why did Yukimura keep in touch with him frequently, but didn't save this number?There was a buzzing in Sanada's head, and he put the phone back on the coffee table in a daze.

"Eggs, how about adding a piece of bacon? Genichiro? Genichiro?" Yukimura's repeated calls pierced through the noise in Sanada's mind, making Sanada's thoughts