Without the halo of the protagonist, I have conquered all the members

It was a very depressing cry.

Luye couldn't hear Nakahara Chuya's voice at all, he hugged her and wept silently, only the wetness on his shoulders reminded Luye that this was not her illusion.

The orange-haired cadre's hug was not as forceful as Xia Youjie's. He hugged Lu Ye carefully and gently, as if he was worried that she would break into pieces and disappear in his embrace if he exerted a little force.

Lu Ye was also frightened by such an attack.

Although she has known Nakahara Chuya since childhood, she has never seen him cry——

Even when they were young, Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't control his strength, and sometimes he would get injured all over his body, and she had never seen him cry.

If she had to, she'd only seen sleepy physical tears when he yawned, or tears when he was chopping onions—but he wasn't chopping onions, nor was he yawning.

This is the Central Plains.

This realization made Lu Ye feel at a loss.

She couldn't even believe that the other party was crying for her.

"Chuya, what's wrong with you - I'm still alive, don't worry..."

Lu Ye comforted him incoherently, stroking and patting the orange-haired cadre's spine with his hands, trying to comfort him in this way.

Zhongyuan Zhong also remained silent and did not reply to her.

How to do.

Lu Ye felt that his language ability had completely degenerated into that of a child at this moment, so lacking that he didn't know what to say to solve the situation.

"..."

After such a silent hug, Nakahara finally spoke, and he said softly: "...I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, Kano."

"sorry."

He suppressed his voice and apologized again and again, his tone was full of suppressed emotions, and the guilt and self-blame after he got the news of her death accumulated into a monster in his heart.

The pain of being lost again after being lost and found again almost pierced his heart. After Xiaoluye disappeared, the words he thought he could say lost his target again.

Now she appeared in front of him again.

Zhong Yuan even doubted whether what he was embracing was a dream or reality.

If it was a dream, it would be too real, he couldn't tell the difference between dream and reality.

Lu Ye couldn't help being stunned, she knew that Zhong was also apologizing for the things that hurt her before and forgot her.

She guessed right, the previous Zhong also came back.

They were no longer enemies, and she didn't have to avoid each other, and she didn't have to pretend to be unfamiliar with him in front of him.

Lu Ye's nose couldn't help but sore, and she tried her best to suppress the tears.

"Yes." She responded: "I see, I have received your apology, Chuya."

Zhong Yuanzhong, who received her reply, also trembled and embraced her fingertips, intensifying the hug that was so soft that it was almost just an empty hug.

There is no doubt that this is reality.

Because of his sudden increased force, Lu Ye pressed her in the direction of Chuya Nakahara, and he let go of her after a long silence.

The orange-haired cadre still hung his head. When Lu Ye wanted to see his face, he squatted down and picked up the little top hat and black coat that had fallen on the ground, and raised his hand to press the hat back on his head.

When he looked up at Lu Ye again, there were no tears on his face.

It seemed that the wet touch on Lu Ye's shoulder just now was just her illusion.

The corners of his eyes were still red, and the roots of his ears hidden behind slightly curly orange hair were also dyed the same color.

After reacting, the orange-haired youth had an unnatural expression.

...It was so embarrassing that the big man couldn't hold back his tears.

Lu Ye saw the way Zhongyuan turned his head slightly, and immediately knew what he was thinking.

She chuckled lightly, reached out and touched Zhongyuan Zhongye's face, his cheeks were still cool, she joked: "I didn't even know that our Zhongye was a little crying boy."

Hearing what she said, the orange-haired officer's forehead twitched, and he immediately raised his hand to hold her wrist, and said helplessly with a dark face, "...Hey, don't use such words to describe me, it's too disgusting."

Zhongyuan Zhong also responded to her kind of awkward words very naturally. Lu Ye liked to tease him when he was with him, and this familiar joke immediately dispelled the bad atmosphere between them. Gloomy and depressed.

It's as if those unpleasant things didn't happen among them.

The orange-haired youth froze for a moment after receiving it, and looked up at her.

He could tell that Lu Ye did it on purpose, the way she looked at him was the same as before, it was still full of trust and dependence, and she never had any barriers against him in her heart.

——Shikano doesn't blame him for what he did to her.

After realizing this information, Nakahara Chuya's eyes darkened slightly.

He didn't feel relieved because of this, it would be better to say that the bad feeling in his heart became more serious.

Why not blame him?

Rather resent him, he obviously did such an exaggerated thing to Lu Ye.

The more Lu Ye trusted him, the more Zhong Yuan Zhong couldn't forgive himself.

If he had been more vigilant at that time—grasping those places that he felt were wrong, and digging deeper into them, perhaps he would not have attacked her so unhesitatingly, and perhaps he would have retrieved his memory earlier.

But he didn't do that, he didn't pay attention to those unnatural places, let alone delve into them.

"...You scolded me." Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked at her and said, "Why did you forgive me so easily?"

When she was trained in gymnastics by him before, if she accidentally made a small cut, she would complain and accuse him. Why didn't she even have the most basic accusation after encountering more extreme things.

Lu Ye has changed a lot.

Before remembering the only two meetings in those six months, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the change that she seemed to have grown up suddenly.

...So is he also the part that forced her to grow up?

Lu Ye didn't expect Zhong to care so much, yes, they have always cared about each other, if she did something that hurt Zhong Ye in that situation, she would feel guilty and blame herself.

After thinking for a few seconds.

"Hmm..." She rested her chin with one hand, pretending to be thinking, and then replied, "Because Chuya, you don't want to hurt me, right? There's no way around that."

"However." Lu Ye smiled at him: "Chuya's gravity is really terrifying, I know it is powerful, but my previous contact with it was limited to letting you float me in the air as a toy when I was a child. "

"I never knew it was such a horror."

"At the time I thought I was going to die."

"real--"

"Super painful."

After her words fell, the orange-haired cadre hugged her again.

"...Stop talking, Lu Ye."

say no more.

His heart ached like he was dying.

Every time she said a word, Nakahara Chuya's heart dropped an inch, and every word was helping him recall his crimes.

Things seem to be getting worse.

Lu Ye obviously said this in a brisk and indifferent tone, and in her expectation, it should be passed on to others' ears with some coquettish complaints.

She originally wanted to take this matter over easily, so that Ren Zhong should not care about it, but she did not expect that it would trigger the opposite effect.

The other party seemed to blame himself even more, which made her a little distressed.

After two hugs, Shikano noticed that the smell of tobacco on Nakaya was a little stronger than before. She raised her hand and patted him. This time, she did not let him hug him all the time. pushed him.

Sensing her movement, Nakahara Zhong also obediently let her go.

After he let go, Lu Ye leaned forward and took a sniff. Seeing her familiar movement, Zhong Yuanzhong was also forced to tilt his head back. He who hugged Lu Ye into his arms a second ago looked unnatural. expression.

"Have you been smoking too much recently?"

"...No, I just smoked one when I came back, so the smell is a bit strong."

"Is that so? Forget it, go in first, what does it look like standing at the door all the time?"

Lu Ye has been working hard to break the weird atmosphere after meeting him, and finally changed the subject again to a reasonable effect.

After hearing what she said, the orange-haired cadre entered the password and opened the door. It seemed to Lu Ye that he had finally returned to his previous appearance.

After she deliberately changed the subject twice, Nakahara Chuya naturally knew what Lu Ye meant, and he didn't want her to worry.

This highly adaptable mafia cadre lowered his hat, quickly adjusted his state, suppressed all the messy emotions, and when he raised his eyes, he was back to normal.

Lu Ye followed Zhongyuan Zhong into the door. She looked around and found some strange things in the living room, such as books for children on the table, dress-up dolls for children on the coffee table, etc. etc.

Lu Ye:?

Hiss, what's going on.

She turned her head to Chuya who was about to drink the water and said, "Chuya, do you have a child?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also choked by her shocking speech. He covered his mouth and coughed for a while, his fair cheeks flushed slightly, and he frowned slightly, looking at her with cobalt blue eyes: "What nonsense are you talking about? .”

"Then what are these things?" She picked up one of Barbie's legs and shook it.

"Do you still have these hobbies? I have known you for so long and I never knew."

Seeing that her words became more and more outrageous, the orange-haired officer stroked his forehead helplessly: "No, this is—"

Speaking of this, he suddenly broke his shell.

What should he say, Lu Ye doesn't seem to have any memory of that period.

After thinking briefly for a few seconds, Nakahara still told the truth under Lu Ye's confused eyes.

"This is your thing."

"My stuff?"

Lu Ye frowned, stupefied by Chuya Nakahara's words, but before she could ask specifically, a somewhat abrupt "cuckoo" sounded in the room.

Ah, speaking of which, she didn't eat much all day today.

Chuya Nakahara: "Are you hungry?"

"Well, I haven't eaten anything today. Do you have anything to eat at home?"

Because of Xiao Luye's previous reasons, Zhongyuan Zhong also prepared some snacks at home, but Sanqiao took her out for three meals, so there should be nothing to eat in the refrigerator.

He glanced at the time, walked to the entrance and put on the black coat: "Go out and eat, it's still early."

Lu Ye had no objection, and followed him out the door briskly, just in time to chat about what was going on while eating.

After getting out of the elevator, Nakahara Chuya suddenly reached out to her.

Lu Ye looked at him with a strange expression: "Chuya, we are already adults, not six or seven-year-old children, and we don't need to go out and hold hands."

Regarding her uncooperative reaction, the orange-haired officer didn't bother to listen to Lu Ye talking nonsense there, so he went directly to hold her hand.

Only by ensuring that she is still by his side can Zhongyuan Zhong also feel the truth.

The shock of the blond child disappearing in front of his eyes was too great for him, and he didn't dare to bet that the current Lu Ye would disappear from his sight again.

Lu Ye did not break away from him.

She can sense that Chuya Nakahara's mood is not quite right, besides.

The other party's body temperature was transmitted to her skin through his pair of black gloves. She tends to get cold hands and feet in winter, and Zhongya Zhongya's body temperature has always been high, so she took it as a hand warmer.

"What are we going to eat? Sure enough, it's sukiyaki in this weather."

"can."

After the two decided on the menu, Lu Ye saw someone when they left the building.

The white-haired man was leaning against the wall with his head down, holding his mobile phone as if he was scrolling through unnutritive twitter jokes, the light of the mobile phone imprinted on his face in the dark night.

It looks a bit like a large white-haired dog waiting for its owner.

Gojo Satoru didn't know what he was waiting for underneath—

Well, there's nothing to do anyway, let's go back later.

With this kind of inexplicable thought, he spent at least half an hour reading jokes that were not nutritious.

Then he finally heard Lu Ye's voice, and raised his drooping head.

Then, the man raised his eyebrows inexplicably, and his gaze behind the blindfold rested on the hand that the two of them were holding.

...is unpleasant.