wife, love her

Leaning lazily on the deck chair placed on the balcony, her blue-purple eyes stared blankly at the sky without any focal length, watching the white clouds floating in the blue sky.Occasional gusts of wind shifted those clouds a bit.

She couldn't help but put on a wry smile, how should she say it now?

Everything seems to be back to the days when there was only one person, but he doesn't take it seriously.

The reason is simple - upset.

Can we go back to the past?

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A very simple blue and white short-sleeved shirt, light-colored jeans, long pink hair loosely loose, and a loose hood behind her head pulled up.Murakami walked slowly towards the nearby 24-hour convenience store.

Those beautiful eyes looked around without any positioning, except for the darkness, it was still pitch black, and the not-so-bright street lamp barely illuminated the path she was walking on.It was midnight now, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, I just felt that my mouth was very anxious, but there were no snacks in the apartment, so I just went out and went to the nearby 24-hour convenience store to buy something.

"Ai~" I don't know how many times I couldn't control it, I sighed a long time, trying to relieve some depression in my heart, but the effect was really not good.

Why... During the six years I lived alone, I never felt this weird feeling now?

But now I actually feel extraordinarily lonely?

Turn on the TV but just tune the channel blindly, and then turn it off because it feels very boring.The book I used to like to read the most is now just opened and held, and I can't turn the pages for a long time, and I can't even read a word of what is written in the book.On the Internet, she wanted to chat with her friends, but found...the topic they were talking about in the group and she didn't know how to insert it...

It's bad...it's really bad.Facing his current situation, Satoshi Murakami was very anxious.

Come to think of it, it has been 5 days since she left the Sawada house that day.And in these five days, she has been living absent-mindedly like this, and Sawada Tsunayoshi did not bother her as she said.

yes... yes...

After all, when she left, she uttered such a long passage of cruel words, it's no wonder that he didn't come to her again and interfere with her life.

But—shouldn't she be very happy?This kind of life is what she wants, isn't it?But... why, why can't she laugh?

I really can't laugh at all.

There is only bitterness in my heart.This feeling is really bad.

"..." The steps under his feet stopped.It turned out that it was really only at this time that Murakami Shiro herself would have to admit...she really has no backbone and no guts.

Say what you don't want to see him again.Whatever you say, even if you see him, you can communicate with him indifferently.What does it mean that Sawada Tsunayoshi is just a child she liked in her heart.What can I say to sincerely bless him...

These are farts...

When she saw Tsunayoshi Sawada again on the day she returned to Japan, she saw the complicated emotions in his eyes.In fact, I don't know how happy I am.

Thumbling, he thought he regretted pushing her away from him so close back then.

I think, in fact, he has the affection between men and women for her...

But now?

She couldn't go on thinking like that any longer.

How much I longed for him to come to her, this... cannot be denied.

Because no matter whether she is at home or out, she always seems to be intentionally or unintentionally looking around at places and corners where people can hide.Just hoping to see that familiar figure of her.

But—it never happened.

"Heh..." Shaking his head, he felt very incomprehensible to his actions, and sneered.

Murakami Shi~ Murakami~ Don't be the same as before.

You treat others as a treasure, but they treat you as grass.Save it when you think of it, and it’s okay to forget it.

But... women are always blindly duplicity.

Knowing the thoughts of men.They rely on the so-called 'freshness'.In their eyes, the best thing is always what they can't get, and what they get... they won't feel so strange anymore.

To sum up... Murakami Shiro, just admit it to me honestly - you still look forward to being able to get together with that man in your heart!

Indeed!

How can someone who has liked someone for so long, who has been recognized since childhood, forget so easily, just don't care, and can choose to give up?What's more, she is the most stubborn Murakami Satoshi.

He lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and rubbed vigorously—it was too ugly.She is so ugly like this!

Even if he wants to soften up in his heart, but... His self-esteem will not allow him to do anything crazy.Absolutely not allowed!Patting his cheek vigorously, he continued to walk towards the convenience store.

"...BOSS...um...successful...Pongele Ten Generations...Fanli Abandoned Yard...."

The purple-blue eyes contracted endlessly when they vaguely heard a few phrases uttered by the person who passed her by.

The body froze, and the reaction was very quick to turn around, and what he saw was a man with a particularly strong build, wearing sunglasses and a black suit, who was on the phone and kept walking forward.

And this outfit is no different from declaring that he is - the mafia!

The hand hanging by his side started to tremble, and bad memories began to emerge in his mind, and he immediately raised his hand to press his temple that was starting to throb.

She just heard the six words 'Peng Gelie Judaimu'.

Isn't that... Sawada Tsunayoshi?

Did something happen to him?

All kinds of speculation kept gathering in his mind, and Murakami thought that the man said "BOSS" at the beginning, and he was reporting the news to his superior.

Then it's 'successful! '

Then there is the title of Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Finally, there is a small waste recycling station about 3 miles behind her apartment.

Could it be Vongola's enemy?Then Sawada Tsunayoshi...

That trash!

Suddenly, I didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Because of how cruel the mafia's methods are, Murakami is very clear, after all, he had such a personal experience when he was a child.

No, call the police!

Thinking this way, he took out his phone from his pocket in a panic.

But just after pressing the number, he turned and slammed her own head on the forehead.You know that Tsunayoshi Sawada and the other party are both mafia, so how can you call the police?But now she doesn't have Yamamoto, Guji or other people who can come to help.

Biting his lip, he was so flustered that he had no idea what to do.He simply called Sawada House.I want to confirm if that fellow Sawada Tsunayoshi is real...

But the footsteps turned around uncontrollably, and ran in the direction of the place name that the man said——Fanli Abandoned Yard.

"Beep~beep~beep~" The cold voice of waiting for an answer fell in Murakami's heart.

"Damn it, Tsunayoshi Sawada, cut me a call if you have nothing to do!" cursed in a low voice.

But there was still no one answering the phone.

"Damn it!" He called again, but still no one answered.

How to do?How to do?

There are only these three words left in my mind.

Her... force value is almost zero, what should she do with simple self-defense skills?

"Ah!" In a hurry, he stumbled and tripped over something, and his body lost his balance and leaned forward.He fell heavily to the ground.As a result, the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground, slipping all the way and fell into a small pond not far away.

"Hmm..." A sharp pain came from under the elbow, and a faint smell of blood entered Murakami's breath, "Pain~" Moaned softly, and got up from the ground.Looking at his elbow, there was a big hole slipped by something.The red liquid slid down the arm and dripped to the ground.

"...Hey!" He pulled off the hem of his clothes, and smoothly changed the short-sleeved shirt into a short-sleeved navel dress... Enduring the pain, he wrapped it on the wound.

Get up from the ground and continue running to your destination.

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"Hoo hoo hoo..." Murakami leaned against the cold old posting net, trying to keep his panting to a minimum, his fair forehead was covered with bead-sized beads of sweat.Raise your hand and erase them without paying attention.He quickly adjusted his breathing and took a short rest, so that he could gradually recover some of the energy consumed by running wildly.

I ran all the way and thought all the way.Tired, but also hot.

She doesn't know what kind of opponents will face her here, nor how many opponents there will be, and she doesn't have any weapons.

So...the only thing she can do is...rely on her intelligence and analysis, and her unique ability--an animal-like hearing.

He took out his own hair tie from his pocket, tied his loose hair into a ponytail, and shook it.Hold your breath, squat down on your stomach, put your ears on the ground, close your eyes, and listen to the movement around you.

"..." After 3 minutes, Murakami stood up, and she was sure that there were only three people in this scrap yard.And they all come together.The location is about 100 meters on the right oblique.

So... one of them is Sawada Tsunayoshi?

Only two of her enemies?

……

She wasn't sure.

Maybe all three are enemies!

Take a deep breath so that you don't get too scared and nervous.

I looked around at the waste products on the ground, carefully picked up an iron pipe, I was in my hand, and then... slowly walked diagonally to the right.It should be really fortunate that this waste yard is not just plain, but has a large number of various large-scale waste products that can be used for hiding.

"Hey! I say!"

Murakami Shiro was startled by the fierce voice of a man who suddenly appeared in the silent arena, his hand shook, and the iron pipe fell to the ground.

"Dang~" made a crisp sound, especially loud.

"Who! Who's there!"

With the sound of chaotic footsteps, Murakami sensed that someone was coming to where she was.

Lao Gao's heart was lifted immediately, fear, fear... squatting down and closing his eyes - he was about to be discovered!

"Meow~~"

Accompanied by soft meows, something fluffy brushed across her face.Murakami opened her eyes in panic, and saw a black cat walking out from where she was, and then trotted away.

"What~ it's a cat! It scared me~"

"Please, I was the one who surprised you, okay?"

"Haha~ I'm sorry, I'm sorry, let me offer you a toast as an apology!"

"Okay~ It's dry in one bite!"

The subsequent conversations made Murakami breathe a sigh of relief.Then there was a strong smell of alcohol, which wafted from the voice.Immediately covered his breath, so that he would not be suffocated to death.

Quietly stretched out half of his head, glanced at the scene outside, and when he saw a dilapidated room behind the two men, he was sure where the person he was looking for was, and quickly retracted his head happily.

"Is that guy Pengelie Judai dead in there?"

"Hmph~ After all, he is also the godfather of Pengo Lie's generation, how could he die from some skin trauma!"

"Yo, that's right! Anyway, the shift will come in 20 minutes."

"How about we find another place to continue drinking at that time? I really don't enjoy drinking here!"

. . . . . .

"..." bit her lip... Sawada Tsunayoshi, are you hurt...

Carefully pick up the fallen iron rod, and quietly move towards the house from the other side.