[Comprehensive] Life has finally attacked my cat

Jialiang is a person who is easily persuaded.

The person he likes is sleeping on the sofa next to him, and Jialiang doesn't even open his eyelids for a while.

In the end, Chuya's reaction to her second confession was only a faint "really".

Jia Liang felt a little disappointed, but if he thought about it carefully, the two of them had known each other for less than three hours.

It seems like a big step has been taken.

Here Jialiang is tangled, and there Zhong also did not fall asleep.He was a light sleeper, and there was a stranger beside him, and this stranger just said that he liked him.

...what to do, I feel a little happy.

Zhong also closed his eyes, his mind was full of Jia Liang's smiling face, and when he told her that he liked him, the bright stars in his eyes.

Will people who look at him like this appear in the future?

If they hadn't met in this capacity...

"Mr. Zhongyuan, are you asleep?"

Without making a sound, Jialiang got up on his own.

The moonlight cast from the large glass windows in the living room shone on the sofa, as if what lay there was not a person, but a delicate doll.The facial features that have not yet grown up like a teenager, the slender body and the black suit blend together, as if wrapped in darkness that cannot be melted away——

Not one person told Jialiang that her metaphor was extremely weird.Only one, she can understand her own feelings because she has more powerful sensory abilities.

Sure enough, only monsters can understand each other.

Jia Liang just knelt on the floor, carefully observing Zhong Ye's face.

Whether it was good or bad to know who he really was, she didn't know yet.At least they are no longer enemies for the time being, but they won't be companions in the future either.

Mafia families only have eternal interests, and the special relationship between Vongola and Gabrielone is also based on the premise that interests do not conflict with each other.

"The Port Mafia..."

I always feel that I have heard the name somewhere, but even if I searched my mind, I couldn't find any relevant information.

Probably read about it on the news a long, long time ago.

Jia Liang gave up thinking, and when she lowered her head, she found that Chuya had opened those blue eyes that she liked very much.

How should I describe it, say it is as clear as a lake, but I feel that the things reflected in these eyes are limited.

As vast as the sky and as calm as a lake.

"Sorry, did I wake you up?"

Jia Liang asked unconsciously.

"...Aren't you going to do it?"

She stared at him for so long, she couldn't say she was just watching him.

As long as he died, all of this would be over—it was hard to say that Pengo Li didn't have this idea.

Even if a traitor inside caused all this, he, who knew the facts, could not leave Sicily alive.

This is the usual way of dealing with Hong Kong and black.

"I, I just watch, that's all."

It turned out that the task of assassination did not fall on her.

Just as Zhong Ye breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Jia Liang continue.

"No, but if Mr. Nakahara... doesn't mind."

Jia Liang took a deep breath, avoiding Zhong Ye's questioning eyes, and stretched out his fingertips to touch the soft face.

"It's warm."

If you watch Zhongye for a long time, you will have the illusion that he is not human.But such a soft touch, and a slightly higher temperature than her, all showed that this was a person.

Zhongye was out of breath by Jialiang's mysterious manipulation... Wait, why is he angry?

Besides being angry, is there any other reason for chest tightness?

"I mean, won't you kill me?"

"Eh?"

Ignoring Kara's expression of being too surprised to speak, Chuya continued to state his speculation.

"Just use your most skilled kitchen knife to cut my throat like cooking—"

"I, I wouldn't do that kind of thing!"

Fortunately, Takeshi Yamamoto slept soundly, and the soundproofing effect of the door was good enough, otherwise, the situation would have become even more chaotic if natural dazed Yushou were involved in the conversation.

Jialiang also realized this, and tried to lower his voice as much as possible, but it was still difficult to hide his sullenness.

Although she is the cook of the mafia family, she has nothing to do with the work of murder and arson.

Probably regarded as an outsider of Vengley.

"And I like Mr. Nakahara, how could I hurt the person I like."

The love she spit out of her mouth was like an anesthetic, and Chuya felt that his nerves were paralyzed.

I can't help but want to believe her words...

"Then why do you like me?"

Without explaining this matter clearly, he has no way of judging whether Jialiang's "like" is true or not.

"why……"

This is really a difficult question.

For such a long time, she has been thinking about the source of human emotion.

Why is there such a feeling of liking? It obviously has no entity and no fixed definition.

But I just like it, like I like iced watermelon in summer, and warm taiyaki in winter. When I saw that photo on Lusilia's mobile phone, I suddenly had such feelings.

"...The face is the type I like."

In the end, Jialiang could only find such a reason to answer Zhongye.

Zhong also felt offended.

"Ah, that's how it is."

After speaking, he turned over and didn't plan to talk to Jialiang again.

What a heart-wrenching and chilling woman...

Even so, as long as Jialiang makes a statement and compliments his words by the way, there may be room for relaxation in this matter——

"Because I, too, don't quite understand."

Jialiang stood up, and the wind blew in through the gap in the window, brushing her hair that was so shallow that it seemed to be integrated with the air.

Zhong also turned around slightly, blending with her gloomy eyes.

Her eyes are really beautiful, just like nothing.

It fits her name perfectly.

"After my aunt disappeared, I haven't met anyone who makes me want to stay by my side all the time."

At that time, the loneliness in Jialiang's eyes hurt Chuya's eyes deeply.

Like glass, fragile and pure emotion.

There is no love and no hope.

"……name."

Zhongye sat up straight with a carp, and stretched out his hand to Jialiang.

"You can just call me by my name, and I'm about the same age anyway."

Jialiang's current feeling is like a huge pizza has fallen from the sky, and he is dizzy from being smashed.

"Zhongye."

The appearance of the world was reflected in her eyes again, and she gently held Chuya's hand.

"Please advise."

"I just want to..."

"In short, let's start with friends."

Jialiang's mood is too unstable, if she let it go, I don't know what she will do.

Zhong also found a reasonable excuse for his behavior, then let go of his hands and lay down back to his original position.

This is a strategy, and those who are tempted lose.

It's easiest to work with someone who has already lost.

Jialiang didn't think too much about it, he just mocked himself in his heart who almost thought he could get the certificate.

But, but, it's good to start with friends!

"If you don't sleep, it will be dawn."

Even Zhong Ye's cool tone became very warm under the automatic filter of Jia Liang's ears.

"Okay! Sleep right now!"

Jialiang said and lay down on the sofa obediently.

"Chung Ye?"

"What are you doing?"

The small voice of the girl laughing reached his ears.

"Good night."

"……Um."

How many years have there been no one to say goodnight to me?

He thought that he was used to being alone, but in the end, people still wanted to be accompanied.

Even "people" like him are no exception.

Zhongye managed to fall asleep, but Jialiang was so excited that he didn't close his eyes all night.

Developing from friends with the person you like is also the beginning of a fairy tale.

Although no one has ever told her a fairy tale.

What is love.Why do princes and princesses fall in love, and why do devils and warriors fight.

It's the same problem.

It is a matter of human desires.

So Takeshi Yamamoto opened the door the next morning, and what he saw was Jialiang who was busy in the kitchen.

"Master Yamamoto, good morning!"

She looks more alive, which is great.

"I'm sorry to bother you to make breakfast."

"Please don't say that, this is a gift from the hot pot."

Jialiang made French toast and fried eggs, a very standard western breakfast, plus a glass of fruit juice that looked appetizing.

Takeshi Yamamoto looked at Chuya who was sitting on the tatami, feeling a little relieved.

That's the right thing to do, and they don't want to make things worse.

If Zhongyue really wants to leave, Jialiang will definitely not be able to keep him. Takeshi Yamamoto is ready to disappear in Zhongyue when he wakes up. It's great that it doesn't work.

"It looks delicious."

Jialiang's craftsmanship is unmistakable. The toast and fried eggs are just right, and the juice is refreshing and delicious.

"Is this really something that can be made out of the materials in my house?"

It's not surprising that it smells of peach and citrus, and there seems to be something else in it——

"I added some orange blossom water that I use when mixing drinks. I found it in Yamamoto-sama's wine cabinet."

Mild and sweet with nectarines and clementines, orange blossom water is a very popular drink.

and--

Jialiang secretly compared Zhongye's hair color, and it can be said that the color difference does not exceed 0.1%.

Whether it's the big city, the banana peach strawberry milkshake, or the juice this time, they are all close to Zhongye's hair color.

As if doing so can get closer to him.

"Yeah - Jialiang will definitely be a good wife in the future."

Takeshi Yamamoto spoke the truth.

Girls like Jialiang shouldn't be drawn into their world.

A person without a heart cannot survive in the world of the mafia.However, the appearance of Zhong Ye gave him hope. Maybe he could change Jialiang——this kind of thought flashed through his mind.

"Then, let's go."

The place where Takeshi Yamamoto lives is still some distance away from Pengo Li's headquarters, and it takes more than half an hour to drive.Jialiang, who was busy all night and all morning, was okay at first, but after a long time, it was difficult to resist the attack of sleepy bugs.

Zhong also felt his shoulders sink, and it turned out that Jialiang's head was resting on it.

"Ahaha, the relationship is really good."

Facing Takeshi Yamamoto's casual ridicule, Chuya pulled his hat off.

Why are all the people in Pengo Lie so troublesome, from the guardian to the cook, do they have no sense of crisis?Don't remember him being the one who planned to blow up the warehouse?

Wouldn't the leader have the same kind of virtue? Isn't Peng Gelie really a comedian company?

Zhong also looked at Jialiang's defenseless sleeping face, and felt that there was nothing wrong with this speculation.

"……like."

On the quiet forest path, Jialiang inadvertently spat out such words.

Zhong Ye didn't change his face, but he felt a little happy in his heart.

It turns out that he is also attractive——

"Genea...Dadam...Basque..."

Cakes and fruit tarts fly freely in Jialiang's dream.

The three names collided in Zhong Ye's mind.

...was he scumbag?

Before he could explain himself, another name came out of Jialiang's mouth.

A name he will never forget.

"Dazai..."

Chuya's expression became more rigid than ever.