5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

If you must ask me how I feel now, it is——

Ah, finally said it.

In the past few days, I have imagined countless times what kind of feedback I would get if I said this sentence.Or how should I feel when I say this sentence...

At first glance, it seemed that I was the more willful party, unilaterally proposing to end the relationship.

Under the dark eyepatch, I couldn't see his expression. People's eyes can convey many things. I can only imagine through the black cloth what kind of scene Gojo Satoru's eyes full of morning stars are at this moment, maybe what None, as usual.Only the curvature of the corner of his mouth dropped slightly, and it was straight and flat. It can be concluded that he is expressionless.

Fortunately, I have already finished what I should say, and all his subsequent actions will not be able to change what I have said.

"What does it mean?"

The matter has come to this point, even Gojo Satoru is not as calm and frivolous as usual, but it is not right to say that he is serious, it is better to say that he just lowered his voice, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.

But as I said just now——

"That's right, literally." The heat in the air-conditioned room made my fingertips red, I tugged at my collar, and continued: "I think I've made it clear enough."

"I don't understand." Gojo Satoru's melodious voice sounded like he was cheating, and he said, "End what relationship?"

The fingers of my other hand propped on the chair are slightly curled up.

Yes, when asked by him, even if I tried my best to avoid it, and how I tried to beautify it when we were together, I couldn't change the definition of this relationship.I admit that I have a lot of responsibility for the development to this point, and Wujo Satoru is a bit wronged if it is all due to him. After all, I have lost a lot of water in retrospect.

So for the last time, I chose to open my wounds honestly and humiliate myself severely——

"You don't need to know each other's preferences, you don't need to be responsible for the other's future, you don't need to manage and maintain your relationship all the time, you just need a phone call or email to make an appointment to meet—"

"Not a lover, not a husband and wife, but can do those 'impure' things in a heterosexual relationship."

I conclude with my most sincere smile:

"—This kind of relationship is generally called a severe, Gojo-san."

"Now I want to end this relationship."

Is there a binding relationship between us?No, we are all equal individuals.

We have an agreement?No, so it doesn't matter when it ends?

My request could not have been more reasonable.

After Gojo Satoru listened without saying a word, he folded his hands together, and he didn't say "I got it" in a clear and easy-to-understand manner. In a shape of denial, he asked me, "Why?"

After the words of stabbing myself just now, I also became calm, and said lightly, "Didn't I say that just now?"

"—Because your future plan is to fall in love and get married?" His tone seemed to say that this was boring.

"Ah..." Indeed, at first I just wanted to find an excuse for him not to ask more questions, but I didn't expect Gojo Satoru not to nod readily, but there were more and more questions.In the process of playing chess with him, I thought of more things that could expand the content of my words.

So I said: "Because I have been alone all this time, I finally feel a little lonely recently. Anyway, I am not a non-marriage advocate. Why don't I take this opportunity to have a good relationship and marry the right person."

I tapped my thigh and continued: "What's more, considering the actual situation - I also have a lot of inconveniences... Although most things can be done without the help of others, considering Ten years later, 20 years later, 30 years later, the fact that I will be old and weak, will it be more and more difficult? Of course, I can also hire a nurse, but this requires me to earn more when I am young Money will do."

I stated my point of view briskly: "However, from the most practical point of view, it is also a good choice to find someone with a suitable personality to fall in love with, get married, and start a decent family."

"So?" He covered his lips with folded hands, and continued to ask according to the words I gave: "The marriage partner——have you found it?"

I smiled: "If only it were so easy to find."

"That is to say, not yet?"

"That's why I started looking for it now." I stared straight at him, wondering what else this man would say.

Gojo Satoru adjusted a comfortable sitting posture: he leaned back on the back of the chair, and then put one leg on the other, and he casually put the hand that was hiding his expression on the edge of the table.

"What are you going to look for?"

"There's no need to tell you, right?" I twitched my eyebrows, "Why are you asking this?"

He waved his hand, and a nasty smile appeared on his lips again.

"As you said just now, as the ex-Severe, the current senior in the workplace, it is understandable to care a little bit about the love life of the beloved junior."

——It's that fluffy tone again.

His emphatic pronunciation at the mention of the word "セフレ" made me wonder if he was getting angry.

It was inevitable that my heart would twitch when the word came out of his mouth, but who asked me to start it myself.

But the more I said it, the more I went too far, and there was even a feeling of "I'm not interested in you anymore" in my words. It's no wonder that Gojo Satoru is not angry.

Anyway, I have decided to end this relationship today, so I will never give up because of this wavering.

I don't look at him anymore, Gojo Satoru to me is like the weather for which I can't observe the results, and trying to decipher it will only confuse myself more.

It is useless to say more.

After saving the files and unplugging the USB flash drive, I started to get dressed, and while I was getting dressed, I said: "Finding the right partner is a slow process, so I want to start preparing early."

At this point, I am no longer interested in waiting for Gojo Satoru's answer, I just need to unilaterally tell him my attitude.

After being told so mercilessly by me, Gojo Satoru probably won't come to me again.

I put my bag on my back and opened the door, leaning on the door frame to take one last look at him——

"I'm leaving first, Mr. Wujo remember to turn off the lights."

I breathed the air in the dark corridor alone, thinking of the last time I saw his face in sight——

I still can't see his expression clearly.

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After getting into the car in the parking lot, I didn't start the car immediately.During the distance from leaving the office to getting on the car, I kept my mind empty. I felt like an empty barrel. I could hear the empty echo inside as long as I knocked on the iron sheet outside. After being emptied, it turned out to be like this Lightness.

But before I can get this lightness, I not only have to stab myself with words, but also scare another person with my wounds.

Obviously today is his birthday... In his opinion, I must be unreasonable, unreasonable and unreasonable, and maybe he will completely dislike me because of this.

After all, I also said a lot of excessive things today, even if I am hated, it is normal.

...Yes, it's normal, or rather, it couldn't be more normal.

I leaned on the steering wheel, letting my emotions accumulate, and after a few minutes I raised my head again, wiped my eyes, and started the car.

Of course I didn't go home. Gojo Satoru said that he lost the key. I don't believe this kind of nonsense at all. I don't know why he would tell such a lie, but my last trace of irrational emotion tells me that if Gojo Satoru is true It would be terrible to come to my house to see me at night-even if there is only a tiny, tiny tiny chance of this happening, but I didn't want to take the risk, so I went to the hotel to book a room stay.

After I packed my things, I went downstairs to buy cigarettes. That day when Heping and Dao went shopping at Don Quixote, I took note of the location of the tobacco shop next door. Facing the night breeze, I put my hands in my pockets and thought: I My smoking cessation plan is completely finished, and I will quit smoking again after a while.

When I came to the small shop, I just lowered my head to look at the window when an acquaintance came by.

Heing Hedao was holding a pack of cigarettes, and said to the boss: "Please give me a lighter...a stick?"

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Shizuo Heiwajima did not expect to meet his former alumni for two days in a row. He had already bought cigarettes and planned to return home, but when he touched his empty pocket, he remembered that he accidentally dropped the lighter during the exercise just now, so he had to go back and buy it. Unexpectedly, I saw a suit at the door, and a piece of a coat was casually worn outside.

The other party saw him too, and those eyes that reflected the night met him.For some reason, the eye sockets where it was installed turned reddish, and a reasonable guess appeared in Shizuo Heiwajima's mind—is she crying?

However, he wasn't the type to ask such impolite questions on the spot.Shizuo Heiwajima is a man who knows how to maintain a sense of distance. Part of this skill is derived from his life experience that is different from ordinary people. He has trained his unique life skills in the struggle against instinct and violence, which is just right for this time. .

The voice at the end matched the night wind very well, and there was a sense of bleak loneliness hidden in it. She said in a calm and warm tone that was regarded as a greeting: "What a coincidence, Mr. Heiwajima. Are you here to buy a lighter? "

The man in the bartender uniform who knows how to read words and expressions lightly told his old classmates the facts that happened to him: "I bought cigarettes just now, but I forgot that I don't have a lighter."

The other party only pulled out one sentence: "Really?"

"Are you here to buy cigarettes?"

"Hmm." She pointed to Qixing on the window sill, and ordered blueberry bursting pearls. She held the dark cigarette case with her pale fingers, and then tore open the package with her nails. She pulled the transparent plastic paper and asked, " Heiwajima, is there a smoking area nearby?"

He hesitated a little, and finally asked: "... want to go together?"

"Let's go together."

The two were in the smoking area not far from the convenience store. At this time, she had already opened the cigarette case, took out one and held it between her fingertips, but she had no intention of lighting it for a long time.

(Sure enough, I have something on my mind.)

He only needs to glance at such things out of the corner of his eye, but he won't ask.

"Does Pinghe Island have any hobbies?" She asked in a clear voice.

(Watching fighting skills...it seems inappropriate to say this in this atmosphere.)

Unexpectedly, the other party added another sentence: "I'm trying to develop a new hobby, so I want to use the people I know around me as a reference... Or, is there anything Heiwajima-san recommends?"

The smoke Shizuo exhaled happened to cover the scene in front of him, and after the passing wind cleared away, the scene was completely revealed——

In front of him is the electronic display board of the shopping center, which is playing the promotional video of his brother's new movie that will be released tomorrow.

Shizuo Heiwajima didn't think of a good wording at first, but after seeing his younger brother's face, what he said became: "How about watching a movie?"

"Huh? Ah... Do you want to watch movies as a hobby? It's not bad." In the end, she actually thought about the feasibility, and even from the ending sound, she could feel that she was a little eager to try this proposal, and she muttered in a low voice: "Look As far as movies are concerned, even if there is only one person, you can enjoy them... It is better to say that it is better to be alone."

"Really?" The advertisement in front of Jingxiong has been switched, it is a promotional advertisement for Christmas merchants' discounts, he said: "It's not bad to be alone."

"That's right." She pulled out a passable smile.

Just as Shizuo pressed the full cigarette in his hand into the smoke extinguisher beside him, the lighter made a crisp sound and lit the second one.

Shili was originally leaning against the wall behind her. After hearing the sound of the lighter, she seemed to have remembered something, showing a slightly embarrassed expression——

"Can I borrow a lighter?" she said, "I forgot my lighter too."

Shizuo, who hadn't extinguished the lighter in his hand, didn't think too much, just reached out and handed the lighter in front of her.

At first he was stunned, then he pushed the hair in front of him to the back of his shoulder with one hand, and then approached the source of the fire——

She held the cigarette in her mouth, closed her slender index finger and middle finger, and clamped the white cigarette. The two fingers were like a narrow door blocking the secret place of her lips.

The clear brilliance of the moonlight lingered on her fair face for a short time, dividing her features into two with the color of the flames.Among them, the red-stained corners of the eyes were glowing orange pink under the light of the fire, and they looked radiant under the pitch-black hair, while the other half of the face was as mysterious and erratic as the backside of a bright moon because of the light and shadow.

After the front end of the cigarette was ignited into a light spot like a small sun, Shizuo Heiwajima was about to release the switch of the lighter——

The voice of a third party suddenly broke the quiet atmosphere at the moment.

"Miss Ichieda?" It was a male voice that was unfamiliar to Shizuo Heiwajima.

After the first voice, a second voice came out one after another: "It's really you, have you already got off work? Did Mr. Wutiao finish the job that Mr. Wutiao said he would give you so quickly?"

Hearing the familiar tone of the two, he realized that their posture of borrowing fire was not over yet, so he immediately put out the fire.

The moment the fire was extinguished, the phantom on her face just now returned to reality. After the first puff of smoke dissipated, what appeared in front of him was a face as white and indifferent as snow on a peak.

"Thank you." She first thanked politely, then turned around, and Shizuo followed her gaze away.

A few steps away are two young men who are also wearing suits, their ears are reddish and their cheeks are glowing, especially the pink forehead, which can be seen at a glance from drinking just now.

Yizhi smiled at them calmly, not caring that the scene of borrowing fire just now was seen by his colleagues.

"Good evening, is your newcomer exchange meeting over yet?"

"Speaking of this—" the one with the shorter hair waved his hand and began to complain, "The senior who organized us was so drunk that he passed out, so he had to ask for help from his familiar senior Yidizhi, who is probably dead now. It was carried into the car of the senior."

"Didn't senior Yidizhi say he was going to buy hangover medicine? He was a few steps behind us just now..." The other person looked back after speaking, and saw Yidizhi Jiegao who was two steps behind them.

Heiwajima Shizuo read from his face the embarrassment of "seeing something that shouldn't be seen".

(...I always find it troublesome.)

In the end, he extinguished the burning smoke, and said in a warm voice, "Good evening, Senior Yidizhi."

The man with glasses landed on the lighter, and finally said something with a stomachache:

"……good evening."