Did you catch up with Gouju-senpai today?

"Dear passengers, the plane will land at Haneda Airport in 30 minutes? The toilet will be closed in ten? minutes. Please adjust the seat back..."

The announcement sounded in the cabin, and for the first time, the strictly trained female flight attendants felt that the 15-hour flight time had passed by in the blink of an eye.

In this materialistic world, the most indispensable thing is good-looking people.

But it was the first time she saw such a handsome guy in reality, even though he was almost completely covered.

Leaning on the soft business seat, the young man was wearing a pure black windbreaker, with a high collar covering the lower half of his face, with his hands in his pockets, his head drooping, as if he was asleep, and a strand of silver hair inadvertently fell out on his forehead. With one long leg stretched out and a relaxed posture, even sitting there makes one feel in good shape.

The stewardess with the plate took a deep breath and approached the young man with a standard professional smile.

"This gentleman..."

Hearing the flight attendant's question, the young man's lowered eyebrows moved slightly, his eyelashes trembled, and he slightly raised his head from his collar, revealing a small piece of warm jade-colored facial skin and a pair of clear and bright purple eyes, looking at her with questioning eyes , looking very well-behaved and innocent.

The young stewardess swallowed, inexplicably nervous: "Excuse me... do you need coffee?"

The young man's eyes fell on the coffee pot in her hand, his eyes were bent, and he shook his head with a polite smile.

"Oh..." The stewardess was a little disappointed, and walked away slowly with the coffee.

After a while, she came again.

"Sir? Do you want some tea?"

The young man withdrew his gaze from the porthole and fell on her again.

After shaking his head again, he looked out of the window again, where the vast sea of ​​Japan stretched as far as the eye could see, and the shape of Tokyo Bay could be vaguely seen.

The stewardess paused, but didn't leave immediately.

Sensing her strangeness, the young man had no choice but to turn his head again, his eyes became more questioning.

The flight attendant's face was a little red, and she asked in a standard professional tone: "Sir? Sir, is this the first time you take our business class flight? If you join our airline membership, you can accumulate miles and enjoy many services. Just provide your name and contact information."

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, and landed on the pen and paper in her hand. He didn't respond for a moment, as if he was thinking about it.

The stewardess watched his reaction nervously, rubbing the pen and paper uneasily with her fingers.

After a while, the young man suddenly raised his left hand and touched the zipper of the neckline.

But he didn't pull it down, he just grabbed the collar, then bent his eyes at her again and shook his head.

The ring on the ring finger of his left hand was brightly illuminated by the sky outside the window.

"Oh... that's good." The flight attendant stared blankly at his left hand, straightened up, and left very quickly this time.

Back in the tea room, she put the teapot and water cup on the table in frustration, "It's actually married..."

The colleague who had been observing the situation was surprised: "Married? No way??"

Stewardess: "I? I saw the wedding ring on his ring finger."

"Are you sure it's a wedding ring? Maybe he's wearing it for fun? After all, he looks so young!" The colleague couldn't help peeking into the cabin again while gossiping.

The young man sitting by the window has soft eyebrows and soft hair, and although half of his face is covered, his eyes are clear and bright, which is the appearance that grandma likes, so it will give people a young feeling.

"Maybe." The stewardess joked slightly sourly, "He has been covering his face, maybe after taking it off, he finds that he is an uncle with a beard."

"I? I think it's very likely to be a celebrity! Aren't celebrities covered so tightly? I'm afraid of being recognized."

"His hands are so pretty, so he must be pretty too."

"You said, did you see him eating during the flight?"

"It doesn't seem to be there, it's mysterious."

……

The plane landed successfully, and the local time and temperature were reported on the radio. Passengers took their luggage and got off the plane.

Several flight attendants stood on both sides of the cabin aisle and took their positions. The skylight outside screened in, outlining the tall and slender figure of the young man.

Three or two stewardesses were amazed. They couldn't tell when they were sitting up, but when they stood up, they realized it was so high. It must be 1.8 meters, right?

When the young man passed by one of the female flight attendants, he waved his hand unintentionally.

The female flight attendant didn't react, thinking he was saying goodbye.

In the next second, I felt that my shoulders, which were extremely heavy at the beginning, suddenly regained their lightness.

……

The airport is the busiest time of the day when people come and go.

The young man who walked into the hall in the light of day only carried a briefcase, did not follow the direction of the flow of people, but continued to step deep into the spacious and bright corridor, and finally stopped at the entrance of the special passage.

This is usually the channel set up for national dignitaries, military officers and passengers with some special occupations.

"Hello, please show your ID."

A recognition passport and a document printed in three languages ​​were handed out from the young man's fingers, and the inspector took it and checked the special occupation certificate.

[Dog Curly Thorn, male, super conjurer, conjurer. 】

"Please show your face."

The high collar was torn off, and the inspector compared the photo on the ID card with the young man in front of him. His facial features were correct, his expression was gentle, and the symmetrical imprint on his lips was dark and quiet.

The inspector tapped the stamp: "It can be passed."

When the dark Martin boots stepped into the homeland, and the familiar Japanese rushed into the sight and surrounded the ears, a kind of fear of being close to the hometown made the figure of the dog curly spine slightly pause.

four years ago.

Four years ago, he was involuntarily sent out of the country where he had lived for 17 years by that man. He didn't even have time to make any preparations. He didn't say goodbye to anyone other than his family, and of course he didn't see anyone off.

Of course, that man had no right to decide his life, he just stated his interests, constantly tested his psychological defenses, and entrusted the power of decision to him gently and cruelly. The eight-hour unilateral talks in that dark room became his A shadow that will never be forgotten.

The leader of the port mafia is a good player at manipulating people's hearts, so that in the end all this turned out to be his own willful way, or he wanted to prove something to others and himself, so he embarked on the road of wandering alone.

Since the spread of the curse, many foreign border areas have become a hell on earth, terrorist organizations are rampant, wars have broken out, and governments have fallen... Evil seems to have defeated justice, and death is like wildflowers blooming everywhere.

There is no order and no human rights.

He didn't have anything in the place he went, so he took almost nothing with him, and he didn't bring it back, except for a briefcase and a flip phone in his hand.

"It's rare that you will take the initiative to contact me. The last call was a year ago."

The clamshell mobile phone has almost disappeared from the market in 2022. The man's voice came through the earpiece of poor quality, but his characteristic accent was very recognizable, gentle and smooth. The fox-like nature of the owner of the voice is exposed.

"Yeah." Goujuanji bought a bottle of water from the vending machine, and answered without emotion while holding up his phone.

"It's earlier than expected. It seems that Mr. Goujuan didn't disappoint me."

The man's tone revealed a hint of relief, but it was very different from when he was said four years ago that he was "a waste that can only be influenced by emotions".

"Yeah." He replied again.

"It's been more than a week since I negotiated with Maota, and the funds haven't been credited yet. I might have to trouble Mr. Goujuan again."

"Oh."

"Then I'm relieved. As a leader who cares about his subordinates, I will give you a vacation in the next time, so take a good rest."

"Ah."

A short chuckle came from the young man's mouth, because it was too short to express any emotion, and he was noncommittal about the "leader" and "subordinate" in the man's mouth.

"Goujuan-kun answers with one word every time. It sounds very cold. Even if I don't understand, I can occasionally answer in the rice ball language you are used to."

"Oh." After Goujuanji replied lightly, he unilaterally hung up the phone.

For Mori Ogai, his communication is usually limited to emotionless tone words such as "ah", "oh" and "um"-enough for the old fox.

Unlike four years ago, Mori Ogai mocked his onigiri language, so he took care of his elders and used the spell to "agree" to his daughter's marriage with him.

However, the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall. After seeing the power of the curse, Mori Ogai claimed that he wanted to "talk alone" with him, but in fact he became so angry that he took him to the small black room , As soon as he entered, he was the first to do it first? He forced his mouth to be sealed, and began the eight-hour mental torture.

Mori Ogai would do anything to achieve his goal. In short, he signed a contract with him, negotiated terms, and asked him to work for him.

After hanging up the phone, Goujuanji received a foreign number from Mori Ogai.He dialed it, and after the other side was connected, a spell came out of his mouth: "Send money."

Less than two minutes later, Mori Ogai sent a message that the money had been credited.

Will there be retribution?The incantations, which were originally only used to exorcise curse spirits, were contaminated with these things.The dog curly thorn stands silently in the intertwined flow of people, its eyes are like amethyst that has been tarnished, hidden under the long eyelashes, it is difficult to see clearly the joy and anger.

He pressed the power off button, and the flip phone returned to silence. This is the special communication tool that Mori Ogai had given him four years ago. garbage can.

After finishing the procedures quickly, he walked out of the huge glass door of the airport, and his hometown greeted him with the long-lost subtropical monsoon climate.Although it is deep winter in December, this low-latitude Asian country is still considered warm during the sunny day, and the sun is too dazzling, making it difficult for those who were in the long polar night in Reykjavik 20 hours ago He felt momentarily in a trance.

Four years ago, Tokyo, which was riddled with holes after the war, has taken on a new look. The Tokyo Tower, which was a cold concrete skeleton before he left, is now erected again, and the meaning in the hearts of all Japanese is still unshakable.

The world's largest city with a population of 1200 million quickly regained its vitality with its unique high-speed operation, and continued to extend to farther directions, which is dazzling and fascinating.

The dog curled up was sitting in the taxi with the windows open, breathing the slightly dry air, his heart was beating slowly, without the tension before coming here, nor the excitement when he couldn't sleep last night, after stepping on the solid ground, Instead, he gained a certain kind of strange peace.

He was leaning on the seat, stroking the ring on his ring finger, and there was news in the car, which reported that the Sen Group announced that it would soon enter the film and television industry, or that it would become a brand new business giant that was established less than two years ago. There have been rumors recently The boss behind it is a young female student who is still studying.

Unconsciously receiving the news by his ears, the dog curly spine lowered his head and glanced at the watch. The hour and minute hands stood upright, forming a subtle angle, and only the second hand was beating and moving away slowly.

The car drove for an unknown amount of time, and finally stopped at the gate of the Port Mafia Building.

After returning to China, he should go home and have a look at the first time, so that his family and friends who have been worried about him can rest assured, but Gou Juanji made a sudden decision when he returned to China this time, and planned to return the annoying briefcase in his hand to Sen Ou In addition, to avoid too much involvement in the future.

When paying, opening the door, and stepping on the ground, the tension that had been calmed down before came back again, making his movements slightly stagnant for a moment.

The noon sun brought a little restlessness, he took off the collar of his coat, loosened the high collar of the knitted sweater inside, and took a deep breath.

……

"Who is that person?" Nakahara Nakaya walked out of the central building, and saw the young man getting off the taxi from a distance.

"That seems to be to see the boss." The security guard next to him said.

Zhong Yuanzhong also let out an "oh", and walked down the steps unhurriedly with his pockets in his pockets, the hem of his long coat fluttering in the air.

The stairs of the building are a bit long, and Nakahara Chuya and the other party looked up when they passed by each other.

The dog curly spine nodded slightly at him, and walked up quickly without facing him directly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought this person was unfamiliar at first, but he suddenly realized it after he retracted his gaze and walked a certain distance.

...What the hell?

He turned his head in disbelief, stared at the slender figure for a while, and his face suddenly changed.

"Mr. Zhongyuan? What's the matter?" The subordinates around him saw that he suddenly changed direction and walked back.

"That guy..." Zhong Yuanzhong also resisted the urge to reveal his abilities, and walked upstairs in a huff. He didn't expect that evil spellcaster to come back. "Did Jasmine come back to see the boss today?"

The subordinate said: "It seems to be true. It is said that the Boss is looking for her for something. He should still be in the chief's office now."

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong also cursed secretly in his heart, and quickened his pace to catch up.

—But it was too late.

Mori Mori was taking the direct elevator downstairs at the moment. With a "ding", the elevator door slowly opened. She was lowering her head to fiddle with her mobile phone. When she raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of a figure outside the door.

The first thing to come into view is dark jeans, with the trousers folded twice, revealing two rows of silver and shiny shoe holes on the high top of the Martin boots.

On the top is a pure black windbreaker without a trace of color, the collar is pulled up to the highest, covering the face of the visitor, only revealing a pair of clear and bright gray-purple eyes, fine silver hair scattered on the forehead, and the ends of the hair are lightly dyed. halo.

The moment she met those purple eyes that seemed to be in another world, Sen Moli let go of her hand, and the phone slipped from her palm. Fortunately, the lanyard was tied to her wrist so that the poor phone would not hit the ground.

For four years, she had imagined the scene of reuniting with the dog Curly Thorn countless times. She thought that she would rush over to hug him immediately, but when the moment she really missed, she lost control of her limbs, as if being caught in the depths of a dream. The curse imprisoned his hands and feet, staring blankly at the person in front of him who seemed to have fallen from the sky, and remained motionless for a long time until the elevator door slowly closed.

A hand pressed against the edge of the door, and with a slight bang, the elevator door was forced to open again.

Dog Curly Thorn's gaze was fixed on her. She had cut her hair and became thinner. The height difference made him bend slightly to look at her at the same level. The lips hidden behind the collar carefully pursed a little, as if He was afraid that if he laughed too recklessly, the dream would be shattered and he would wake up.

"Jasmine!"

An anxious call came from Zhong Yuan Zhong, which awakened Mori Moli, who had been stunned on the spot.

The unexpected impact made her a little dizzy, and she hurriedly avoided his gaze. The blood was churning violently in her body, and she could only lift her feet to walk out.

"flounder."

Familiar and unfamiliar words were squeezed out of the magician's throat. It was supposed to be a love language between lovers, but his voice was a little hoarse, and he tried his best to control the spell power between the words, as if he came from the depths of a dream. Pick up the word everywhere, and run through countless doors when uttering it.

Zhongyuan Zhong also rushed over and saw Moli's face was very ugly.

"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly, and looked sullenly at the dog Curly Thorn behind her, "He is..."

Before Zhongyuan Zhongye could say anything, he was interrupted by Mori Mori:

"I do not know him."

The author has something to say: Jasmine: First, my name is not Flounder :)

感谢在2021-03-2923:54:54~2021-03-3023:32:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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