About my brother and I are both gravity making this thing

013 Not feeling good about myself

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How do people define good or bad relationships?

Is it okay to say nothing?Is it bad to say nothing?

But you can't have no secrets, can you?Anyone who lives in this world always has some unspeakable and unspeakable things.

Like the leaves leaving the treetops, they piled up in piles, and they fermented and rotted silently until the fist-sized heart was overwhelmed and filled with flammable and explosive gas.At that time, if you want to invest even a little spark in it, the consequences will be disastrous.

Fortunately, this is the normal state of adults and has nothing to do with children-if you think this way, it is another outrageous misunderstanding.

Not all childhoods are happy as if poured out of the same mold.The person who made me understand this truth was not Keigo Atobe, but Seijuro Akashi.

In my memory, Seijuro is modest and polite, with good conversation.It's very different from the childish Atobe, and it's also different from the villains who haven't melted the fake smile on their faces.When he looks at you quietly, you will feel that you are being watched.

But all of this does not mean that Akashi Seijuro is easy to get along with.

In fact, I knew very well how cold and cold a person like him was. At first, I had no intention of getting close to him at all.But after all, I am just a tool man without emotion, a doll led by Mr. Mori.Press the button on the top of the head, and call everyone sweet and crunchy like uncle, aunt, brother and sister.

And when I was too disturbed, Mr. Mori smiled and said to me: "Although it is cruel to say so to you now, don't show your fatigue and dissatisfaction so clearly on your face. Xiao Shenhai."

I ask him why.

"Well... just take it as an early adaptation. The world is cruel, and there will only be more and more people who are better than you in the future. It is easy to expose your weakness," he patted my head, paused and continued Said, "It's the suicidal folly of a fool."

But I am very strong.I wanted to refute him so quietly.Thinking about it now, fortunately I chose to remain silent and hid this arrogant rebuttal in my heart.

The relationship between people is so complex that no formula can deduce a clear answer.I still can't forget Mr. Mori's eyes when he said this, like a bottomless ancient well.

So with the elusive Mr. Mori in front, Akashi Seijuro who appeared later seemed too friendly.

He was still a little boy then, with a slightly thinner face than Atobu, and a little taller than me.

He follows his mother.

Not to mention how pompous he is, but he is already a man who can take good care of his mother——I heard Mrs. Shiori say that.

To this day, I still don't know how to describe Mrs. Shiori's cuteness and beauty to people who have never met her.I remember the afternoon when I first met, the beautiful smiling aunt held a rattan basket full of unattractive cookies, and asked me softly if I liked sweets.

——Although the edges are a little bit burnt, but I have asked Seijuro to taste it, and it is not bad!

Then she winked at me playfully, as if she was encouraging me, but also as if she was begging me.

It was like the gray clouds broke open, and the sun poured down from it.

To be honest, those biscuits left me with the impression that they were not tasty, not "nice" at all.Even after being tempered by the time filter, it can only remind me of the word "difficult to swallow".

I hesitated for a while under her expectant gaze, then reached out and asked for the second piece.

Her pink eyes are very beautiful.

After happily holding Akashi in circles, she coughed violently for a while.

I later learned that her pale complexion was not only the result of staying indoors for a long time, but also the result of being seriously ill.

I have never met my parents, and the frailty of this body always makes me suspect that I am the product of some strange experiment.Zhong also never met his parents, and he probably jumped out of the rock.

Do gravitational forces attract each other?I don't know, and Zhong also is not necessarily good at expressing inner feelings.I must not be a bone pulled out of him or a piece of flesh gouged out, we are not alike at all, the only thing I can imitate is the free and easy, proud, and secret tenderness that he possesses.

Losing is also something I dare not even think about.

Akashi who lost Mrs. Shiori is afraid that it will be even more painful.

According to the script of the usual childhood sweetheart, I should first meet Akashi Seijuro, and then hold his hand with an expressionless face, and cry in the dark for the boy who can't cry aloud.

However, it is a pity that we were not familiar enough to be able to hold hands at the time.

Besides, I don't like to cry.

So what have I done for Seijuro Akashi during this extraordinary period?

Well, I'm not indifferent to his secret pathos.

But it's too shameful to say this, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it is a dark history in my 16 years of life.

As Atobe said before, I once dragged Akashi Seijuro off the balcony fence because I thought he was immersed in grief and was unable to extricate himself and tried to commit suicide.

Until he was obediently dragged by me to the small garden on the first floor—there were only newly laid lawns and small white flowers dotted among the green grass, and no sharp objects such as knives and forks were found— Only then did he explain to me that he was looking at the stars above, not trying to commit suicide.

Then I remembered Mrs. Shizhi once said that after death, people will become stars, looking at the people they care about in the sky.

Everyone knows that this is nonsense to coax children.The stars are nothing but cosmic bodies visible to the naked eye, and even their faint light is not their own.

Akashi certainly didn't believe it, but he still fell into the eyes from Xinghe.

"Then you can't stay in such a dangerous place! You can see the stars here too! You look here!" I explained my impulsive actions, but no matter what, there was a sense of embarrassment and anger.

So, "I thought" can be really harmful sometimes.However, as an advanced thinking animal that observes the world from the first perspective and has subjective initiative, "I think" is absolutely impossible to be abandoned—at least I have not yet reached this state.

After all, I can't think that Mr. Dazai is a good person, so he really is a good person!

"Bastard, perverted suicidal man, let go of me!!!" I screamed, and I could only scream.

In the past, my gravity operation, which could set off hurricanes, shake tall buildings, and divide oceans, could not exert half of its power.

At this moment, this situation, this situation, even Zhongye is most afraid of the unexpected situation that will happen to me.

One in a million people with the ability to nullify individuality or supernatural powers is chosen, but Yokohama is one of those rare possibilities.

Passers-by cast curious glances at me.They didn't realize the dire situation I was in, they just thought we were brothers and sisters arguing and bickering, and no one came up to stop me.

The man who chains me has a deceptively good face.He was obviously wearing a sand-colored windbreaker that reached to his ankles, but he still looked slender and straight.There was a smile in his iris eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled down, as if I had really done something wrong to him.

I don't know how many times, I want to scratch the face of the man behind me.But my wrist was clamped in his hand, and I couldn't throw a shot put one meter away with my strength alone, and pulling it away forcibly was like shaking a tree with a mayfly.

"It's so sad, Xiaoyu. When we meet again after a long absence, don't you say something like I miss you?"

Shameless mackerel, can you not feel so good about yourself?

I kicked my legs again, regretting why I rushed back to Yokohama in such a hurry.

Even though the great weekend was just around the corner, I fell into the hands of the person I least wanted to see.