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Chuya really went to Yuri's house that day.

It seems very ambiguous to say so, but nothing happened that night.

Calling it wine tasting is really serious wine tasting.Yuli selected three bottles from his wine cabinet, and wanted to engage in a blind tasting competition with Zhongya.

The so-called blind tasting is actually to cover up the body of the bottle of red wine and let people guess the origin, variety and year of the wine.

After three rounds, both of them won and lost, barely tied.And the opened red wine is not easy to waste, so Yuli and Zhong also insisted on finishing the three bottles of wine.

……

The above is the summary of Yuri who woke up from her own bed the next morning, clutching her head with a hangover headache and finally recalling the past.

The clock pointed to ten o'clock unhurriedly, and the sun shone warmly on the quilt from the window that had never been closed.Yuri stretched a lot, and then realized that she forgot to take off her makeup yesterday.

Leaning against the door frame of the bedroom, she stared at the table in the living room, where there were still standing empty wine bottles and overturned red wine glasses, with a little red wine stains left in them.On the couch behind the dining table, there was a neatly folded thin blanket.

Oh, by the way, that man seems to have spent the night at her house.

Yuri thought calmly.

Just then, there was some movement in the kitchen.

There was a "stab" sound, which was the sound of fatty slices of bacon kissing the surface of the pan, and a salty aroma immediately floated out from behind the hidden door, stimulating Yuri's sense of smell.

Then the nerve signal was sent all the way to her hungry stomach that hadn't eaten for most of the day, triggering an urgent desire for food.

She walked over and quietly opened the kitchen door.

The scene in the kitchen is gradually revealed through the enlarged door.What caught the eye was a head of bright and dazzling orange hair, hanging down his neck and shoulders, with a little moisture on the tip of the hair.The cuffs of the man's blazer were rolled up at the elbows, exposing his tight upper arms.

This suit restrains the wildness of the mafia just right, hiding it under the appearance of civilized elites, which is particularly sexy in contrast.

...if you ignore the cartoon apron he's wearing.

"What kind of fried eggs do you want?"

Zhong Ye asked without raising his head.

"...I want sun eggs." After waking up from distraction, Yuri replied quickly, and began to think that the other party was drunk and thrown on the sofa roughly by her for a night, but she woke up the next day and made love to her The reasonableness of the breakfast thing.

"There are only the last two slices of bread left. Your refrigerator is really empty."

The man in front of her turned into a customer, and even started to pick on her food inventory.

For some reason, Yuri felt a little guilty.

"I don't want to cook recently... Anyway, I can go out to eat."

The single-sided fried eggs are freshly baked, and the half-boiled, plump yolks are very tempting to look at.Nakaya looked at the brightly lit kitchen table, and suddenly reached out, opened the cabinet door on the upper right - and took out the black pepper grinder.

This unthinking action...as if he knew the condiment was there in the first place.

The kitchen was full of aromas, but Chuya had no appetite.

He was silent, his gaze once again swept across the assortment of condiments in the open cupboard.

... The layout here is exactly the same as in his dream.

However, in the dream, he was dragged by Yuli back to her apartment when she lived in Italy. The two of them did a big cleaning together, and rearranged everything from the carpet to the curtains.

When the two stood together in this small kitchen, close enough to feel each other's breath, he almost confused the dream scene with reality.

...It's just that the gaze behind him reveals the reason for alienation, which is far from the fiancée in his dream.

Yuri was indeed hungry and devoured this simple breakfast.

After waking up from the wine, the two returned to a more normal social distance, and only chatted a few topics that were not salty or bland.

After eating, Yuri sent Chuya to the door.

Before stepping out of the gate, Chuya turned his head and kissed Yuri on the cheek behind him almost without thinking.

Then the two froze at the same time.

...Oops, it seems to bring out the habit in the dream.

How to do!

Worried that his reckless actions would make the relationship between the two of them even worse, Chuya froze and was at a loss.

But after a few seconds of awkward silence, Yuri suddenly laughed.

"Stupid, the Italian kiss is not a real kiss."

Zhong also heard the other party say so very naturally.

He raised his head, only to see the bright smile in her jewel-like eyes.

After a while, they lived together naturally.

Nakaya finally moved out of the high-end hotel, and moved into Yuri's private apartment openly and squarely, occupying two-thirds of the refrigerator, one-half of the soft bed, and one-quarter of the wardrobe.

They seem to be very close, but they keep a proper distance from each other.I'm also very busy at work, often leave early and return late, and my whereabouts are uncertain because I don't know when there will be tasks.The two belong to different organizations, so they are tight-lipped about their schedules.

They don't talk about it, as if the dagger on the bedside table, the gun pouch on the hanger and the poisoned needle by the sink are a normal part of a couple's living space.

They also don't always go on dates when both of them happen to be free.Sometimes I go for a walk in the surrounding attractions, sometimes I just stay at home and play online games or watch movies.

and drink.

"How far have you two progressed? Are you serious about dating?"

At the sisters complaint meeting, Biyangqi asked Yuli curiously.

"I don't know what's going on." Yuri looked down at the newly made nails, "It's over if you're happy, why do you have to think so clearly."

Two people, one from Vengley and the other from the port mafia, what could be the result?It's better not to think about this kind of problem.

She will always be here, and Chuuya will always leave, there is no doubt about it.

Although she had settled on this idea, she also vaguely felt that Zhong Ye was probably much more serious about this relationship than she was.

That night, Nakaya woke up from the dream, staring at the ceiling without any sleepiness.

He was still thinking about the dream just now, but it was not a nightmare.

The dream of being connected to another world is like a series that is broadcast from time to time, and now it has entered a new chapter of the warm daily life after marriage.

"No, the stairs are too dangerous. What if the baby falls down? I think flat floors are better than villas."

"The children's room can also be placed on the first floor... With this type of apartment, there will be more space for activities."

"Okay, but I still want a room with a sea view."

"Then don't, let's look at other things."

Well, it has progressed to the troublesome journey of moving for new parents.Because they want to welcome the arrival of a new life, the young couple need to move out of the cozy small apartment they lived in before and replace it with a bigger house.

Moonlight poured in gently from the gap in the curtains, casting a hazy halo in the room.Yuri woke up for some reason, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Nakaya's tightly pursed lips.

"What's the matter?" She asked in a drowsy voice, "Can't sleep?"

Chuuya turned his face towards her and asked hesitantly, "Yuri, do you believe in parallel worlds?"

"Why are you thinking about this all of a sudden? Did you have a strange dream?"

"...I often dream of you and me in another world."

Chuuya's voice was very serious.

"What kind of dream is it? Could it be that you are in Vongola and I am in the world of the port mafia?" Yuri was completely awake, still in the mood to joke.

Looking at Yuri's relaxed expression, he opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

The intersection of the past is different, and the trajectory of the future will not be the same.

After so many years, Leibo Street is still the same as Leibo Street, as if warning him that good results may not happen as expected.

Oda Sakunosuke died, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke joined the Mafia.

And Yuli is obviously not the Yuli who fought side by side with him and knew each other.

He can only try his best to write the ending of him and Yuri in this world, hoping to exchange some of the dazzling happiness in that world.

If one day... if one day, the happy ending in the dream becomes a reality, maybe that is the time to say it all.

A month passed, and Yuri became the insomniac looking at the ceiling.

She tossed and turned in the dark, finally admitting her insomnia reluctantly at 02:30.

That strange feeling of loss specially chose to jump out and grab her when she was alone, disturbing her mind and making her carefree single life not as pleasant as it used to be.

That's right, Nakaya moved out of her apartment about a week ago.

The indirect reason is that his mission in the West has ended and he needs to go back to Yokohama to report on his duties; the direct reason is that Li rejected his confession.

How could anyone want to confess when leaving?I can't figure out the reason for this.

She thought they were tacit about this dewy relationship, and this kind of confession was obviously breaking the rules.

But the refusal did not make it easier for Yuri.

The refrigerator, bed and wardrobe that had been allocated were occupied by her again, but the vacated place still seemed to be empty.

As she continued to live alone in the apartment, she began to have hallucinations. Sometimes it was the appearance of Zhongya cooking in the kitchen, sometimes it was the sound of Zhongya's breathing sound asleep, and sometimes it was them cuddling together and touching their skin. a feeling of.

Sometimes it is the back view of Chuya when he left alone with his suitcase.

...The enemy is really more cunning than imagined.

Burying her face into the pillow, Yuri sighed heavily.

If that's all, Yuri probably won't do anything.

The turning point of the matter happened when she saw the port mafia intelligence newly collected by the Ministry of Intelligence.

She picked out the one among a pile of irrelevant photos of passer-by A with sharp eyesight.

It was a slightly blurred snapshot at a mission site.

Naturally, the one who occupies the main position in the photo is Chuya, who is walking with a gloomy face and ignoring his relatives. He is still as handsome as ever, and looks not in a good mood.

But the point is, beside him there is a woman with blond hair in professional clothes, looking in the direction of Zhongye with a hair-raising expression full of infatuation, admiration, and infatuation!

This is enough to constitute sexual harassment in the workplace!

He actually got so close to Zhong!

Yuri was a little upset, a little unconvinced.

But this man has nothing to do with her, not to mention that there is a seven-hour time difference, and she is powerless to do anything.

Yuri, you can't go on like this anymore, it's not like you.

It's time to start a new life.

she said to herself.

Then slowly, firmly, put the photo back.

For Chuya Nakahara, a port mafia cadre, this day was also an ordinary and busy day.

It was almost midnight when I got off work.

Walking out of the building, he undid the buttons irritably in the evening wind, loosened the collar of his shirt, and walked towards the bar owned by the port mafia he frequented.

But this time, the seat he was used to sitting in, which was reserved by default for the cadre, was taken by someone first.

"... Yuri?"

The fierce eyes of the mafia cadre with his coat flying over his face were dispelled the moment he touched that figure.

"It's just an ordinary job transfer." Yuri said reservedly, and at the same time flipped her carefully styled curly hair and pinned it behind her ears.

No wonder, that's not the case at all.

Hearing that she, a senior student of Wushou, wanted to be transferred to Yunshou base to work, everyone who handled the matter confirmed to her three times in disbelief.Three times per person, including Mr. Kusakabe.

Fortunately, Yunshou herself is not so boring, otherwise she would have jumped off Tokyo Tower.

Nakaya came straight over and put his hand on the bar chair next to Yuri, but he was not in a hurry to sit down.

He raised his head and looked into Yuri's eyes: "Do you still want to play blind tasting? I have enough wine collection in my apartment."

Yuri tilted her head slightly, and Kazuya looked at each other.

They used to be thousands of miles apart across Asia and Europe, but now they are close enough that they can see themselves in each other's pupils.

Then, in due course, she raised her cocktail glass to cover her flaming red lips and hooked corners of her mouth.

"Okay."