Miss Gojo can't figure it out

"Uh……"

His heart was beating like a beating, and he couldn't help but put a smile on his face, but subconsciously restrained himself.But thinking that he was alone in the room at this time, and felt that his deliberation was ridiculous and stupid, so he no longer restrained himself.

The temperature of the cheeks soared, it was too hot.Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little thankful that he was talking with her, and the phone would not betray his embarrassment at being swayed by this person at will.

"Your heart rate is on par," she said. "Can I keep it?"

Even the phone can't help him now.

"Ah... why, why..."

"It's nice and regular...um. I want to sleep with it. Is that okay?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also completely defeated. His lips were facing the sound hole, unable to speak a word.After a long time, he replied in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "It's up to you."

Even after waking up from the dream, he could never forget the palpitation of being captured.

Dreaming of that person again, Zhong Yuan also remembered part of the syllables of her name, "yuzi".So he decided to call her "Xiaoyou" secretly, and that person would not refute him anyway.

Frequent dreaming has affected his work efficiency, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also met with PortMafia's exclusive psychologist to tell him the content of his dreams.

"It's just that the work pressure is relatively high, and I didn't sleep well, so I have a good rest."

The female psychiatrist obviously didn't care too much, so she wrote a few lists and asked him to go to the pharmacy to get health products that calm the nerves and nourish the brain.

"By the way, be careful not to overindulge in sex." The female doctor said again, "Don't cherish your body just because you are young."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

How the hell did this quack work in PortMafia for so many years?

However, Zhong Yuanzhong still took those health products that help sleep stability, and the effect is obvious, but there is no effect at all.He dreamed of Xiaoyou again, on a fine afternoon.

Xiaoyou should also be a member of PortMafia.

She put away her coat, sat on the window sill of his office shaking her legs, and asked, "Do you want to take the bus with me?"

"Oh," he said, "wait a minute, I'll get this sorted out."

This kind of dialogue should have happened many times. Xiaoyou put her hands on the window and waited patiently for him.Zhong Yuanzhong also said, "Let's go." After that, she jumped off the window sill and reached out to him: "Send me a circle."

How can a man have hair rings?

Zhong also thought so, but in the dream he opened the drawer, and there was a small box of pink hair ties inside.

Xiaoyou tied up her hair and walked slowly to the bus station with him.She said that it is better to take Line 94 today. The last stop is Lingang Park where you can see the sea, and you can also take the water bus back to the port pier.

Before he finished speaking, the blue bus on line 94 had arrived. Xiaoyou shouted "chuya, hurry up", stepped on the door ladder, and the ice silk trousers made waves, revealing her slender and pale ankles .

The bus was charged according to the section. Zhongye Zhongye only had [-] yuan in his wallet, and Xiaoyou paid for him with a few coins.

She went straight to the empty seat in the last row and sat by the window.There are mostly old ladies and grandfathers in their [-]s and [-]s, and a few housewives carrying shopping bags. Today's young people prefer subways and trams when traveling.

But there are also people like Xiaoyou, who take the bus aimlessly, just to let it drive them to strange places.

With the same peaceful and idle mood, he sat next to Xiaoyou, the weather was not so hot, and the window was half opened.With the bumpy rhythm of the bus, the inner shirt under his black coat was also shaken by the wind.

Xiaoyou quietly watched the retrograde scenery outside the window, the sky in May and June had the most beautiful colors throughout the year.

Gradient red is thinly layered on light orange, and the thick gold swaying wantonly in the sky coats the clouds with a light yellow edge.However, all these reflected in her starry blue eyes were just a faint streamer.

"When I leave the port, I want to live in Tokyo."

She gazed calmly into the distance.

"Chuya, I'm starting to find what I want to do. I want to help girls in need grow up healthily and safely, receive education, and give them more choices in life."

Zhongyuan Zhong also knew that Xiaoyou regularly remitted money to the Girls Charity Foundation.Despite her pitifully small salary, she still manages to save some money from day-to-day savings.

The low-slung residential buildings are scattered, and the tall and thin telephone poles stand on the side of the road, and the lines connecting each other cross the sky.

"Very good." He commented.

"Really?" Xiaoyou said, "Well...it's actually like this. After picking up 'Silver', I think she is a little bit like me when I was a child, with no direction and no goal for survival.

Then I thought of my Ah Yin, and I seemed to start to understand him.If I do more of these things, on the way of helping others, will I gradually become like him... Am I a little naive and a little funny?Do you think of me that way? "

"will not."

Zhong Yuanzhong also retorted decisively, but he was annoyed that he couldn't say more beautiful words.

Xiaoyou didn't want any more response from him, so she smiled and turned her gaze out of the window again.

She is immersed in the orange-red landscape.Zhong also looked at her silent profile, and suddenly thought, what would it be like to see the world through her eyes?

Even Huoshaoyun couldn't shake his blue eyes, so the sky he saw was also blue and clear?Walk the road you walk, look at the scenery you see, can it be closer to you?

The sea can already be seen from a distance, with sparkling gold reflected in the gray blue.

The tide rises and falls, and there are always stories starting and ending in the sea of ​​people.But Xiaoyou is a planet, she is Pluto, the celestial body number 134340.

On August 8, the Prague resolution judged the loneliness of Pluto—it exists in the solar system, but it is excluded from the eight planets, and it can only meet other celestial bodies during its rotation.

The road was bumpy, the bus shook, and Xiaoyou's shoulder hit his arm.

She finally came back to her senses, and saw Chuya's orange hair falling down, covering half of his face whose expression could not be seen clearly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head.The sea breeze slammed into the half-opened glass windows with a salty smell, even the wind was so restless, sweat or the setting sun, what was added to the air, and breathing made people panic.

"It's almost sunset." Xiaoyou lay on the edge of the window, turned her face slightly, "Why don't you just get off at the next stop? Let's walk along the coastline."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyes to meet hers, and his gaze was flustered for a moment. It was clearly a spacious and bright bus, but he felt that he was locked in a squeezed soda can, cramped and narrow, so close to her.

The car stopped.Xiaoyou took his arm and said, "Let's go?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also pulled out of the car by her.Walking on the shore, walking slowly towards the jetty of the water bus, the two reflections are floating in the sea.

The sun was setting on the horizon where the water and the sky met, and the wind was blowing from the sunset side to the embankment here. Her long snow-white hair danced on his arm, bringing a slight itchiness and caressing his cheek .

She stretched out her hand to grab a strand of hair, but Xiaoyou turned to look at him puzzled.

At this time, Zhong Yuanzhong finally held a small bundle of hair ends.Following the trajectory of the headwind, he used his fingertips to pin her hair behind her ears stiffly but softly.Xiaoyou opened her lips slightly, her eyebrows and eyes were innocent, as if she was asking something.

"Your hair is messed up." He explained stiffly.

Tokyo, Shibuya.Next to the vending machine.

Zhong Yuanzhong is also convinced that he has seen the person he met in his dream.

Because her appearance is so outstanding, even if she wears a pair of laser goggles that cover her eyebrows and eyes, just because of her overly superior side profile and petal-like lips, Zhong doesn't think there is any possibility of mistaken recognition.

As soon as Nakaya undid the buckle of the can, she took the arm of her pink-haired friend and passed in front of him holding a glass of lime drink.

"Is Suga Shrine far away?" she asked.

The friend replied: "Google O Navigation said it will take ten minutes to go..."

"It's so hot... I don't want to leave..."

"Xiaoyou! Hold on, please, please."

It turned out that the name Xiaoyou was not his self-indulgent title.Zhong Yuanzhong also put one hand in his pocket expressionlessly, holding a can of coffee, watching the pink-haired girl half-dragging and half-persuading her to take away the limp Xiaoyou, she staggered, her slender and straight legs wrapped in a white skirt.

The leader and the guardians sent by Pengo Lie were still discussing things in the venue not far behind. The benefits of the contract to be signed this time were as high as tens of billions of yen, and there was no room for any mistakes.

Zhongyuan Zhong also finished his coffee, crushed the tin can with some inexplicable displeasure, and threw it into a recyclable trash can not far away.

Work is important.He pressed down on the brim of his hat, headed towards the way he came to buy drinks, and returned step by step.

The weather was so hot that it was hard to breathe.

The leader, Mori Ogai, has high hopes for him and is quite satisfied with his outstanding work ability. Every time he assigns a task, he will nod his head in a flat manner and say: "Then, I will leave it to you, Chuya-kun."

Zhong Yuan has always kept promises and was serious, so even though he saw that person, he walked towards the stadium without looking back.

People who are almost 20 years old and have important responsibilities, so they can't do things willfully.

But the body betrays the mind.The mind can take counsel, but the heart cannot.

He turned around suddenly, and the coat draped over his shoulders drew a smooth arc in the air.

Zhongya Nakahara took off his coat with one hand, hung it on his left arm, and strode towards the bus stop where he just bought a drink.

What are you kidding?Zhong Yuanzhong also began to despise himself.

Just for someone you met in a dream, did you leave your important work to find her?does it worth?

He kept walking, looked around the street for a while, but found no familiar figure among the flowing crowd.He ran for a long time, obviously coming in this direction, but he didn't find any clues.

"Is Suga Shrine far away?"

"Google Navigation said it will take ten minutes to go..."

Nakahara Chuya opened the Google Maps and searched for "Suga Shrine", and zoomed in to view the specific route of the navigation.

At the same time, his own voice in his head advised him to turn back immediately and wait outside the venue, to prevent the good things of PortMafia and Pengelie from being destroyed.

He shouldn't be so impulsive.

But there is also an inexplicable sense of panic in the Central Plains.If he didn't catch up with that person now, he might never have another chance in the future, and he was faintly afraid of it.

He seemed to have made pretty poor decisions, maybe said things he shouldn't have said, made thoughtless decisions that hurt someone.

A secret and deep sense of regret gripped his throat, causing him to abandon important work tasks in this overly hot summer, and run towards the person he had seen in his dream, towards Pluto, which is invisible to the naked eye .

Are you crazy?he asked himself.Did that girl really show up?Maybe it was an illusion caused by being too sleepy just now.

Following the guidance of the navigation, Zhong Yuan Zhong also walked through the bustling streets to the residential area, ran on the sunny sidewalk, past the red postbox and the blue vending machine with movie promotion printed on it.

Probably crazy.he thought to himself mockingly.

The mind persuades "no", but the surging emotions and heartbeats do not agree.

The residential area is clean, and the cicadas are singing and clamoring, which disturbs people's mind.Zhong Yuanzhong also adjusted his own gravity so that he could run lightly and quickly on the slope.

Finally, I saw the sign with black characters on a white background - "Entrance of Suga Shrine".

He turned into that road and saw the upward red railing and stone steps across the short asphalt path. With his good eyesight, he recognized the man's white skirt.

An ancient stone tablet engraved with "Suga Shrine" stands at the bottom of the steps.Zhongyuan Zhong also passed by quickly, climbing up the stairs.

Tourists from all over the world are crowded on the steps, taking pictures to reproduce the reunion of the hero and heroine in the film.He moved nimbly through the crowd.

But lost that person again.

He looked up at the top of the torii gate, where the dull blue stone plaque engraved with the golden name of "Suga Shrine" hung on the red beams, the yellow walls were lined with blue tiles, and the trees inside the shrine were towering.

The shrine located in the residential area is very quiet, covered with green shade, and the sound of cicadas is broken.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took more than ten seconds to adjust his breathing, then turned and left.

It's enough to mess around for now, there is still business waiting for him to do.

How to catch Pluto, which has a maximum diameter of 0"22 and a brightness of magnitude 15 only by manpower? It is so lonely and free.

She appeared briefly, and then disappeared without leaving anything like steam when the lid was lifted.

Zhongyuan Zhong also took off his hat, and smoothed his sweat-soaked hair twice.Now I have to accept reality and go back to work.But when he went down the steps, he almost paused step by step, a strong unwillingness enveloped his heart.

What if you didn't hesitate in front of the vending machine just now?Will it be different?

The sun is blinding.The air seemed to be distorted with heat.

A female voice came from behind.

"that."

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head suddenly.

It was that person, the one I saw in my dream.He was silent, standing in the middle of the steps, holding his hat with one hand, half leaning against the red railing, motionless.

They looked at each other silently for a long time.

Only the slight summer breeze blows past the green leaves that have been sun-curled.

"Sorry. Maybe a little abrupt."

She bit her lip, took a half step forward hesitantly and boldly, and after a while, she reminded her in a low voice.

"Hmm... your hair is messed up?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his head and smiled, put his hat back on his head, turned half-turned and walked up the steps.

There have been many occasions that have made him extra tense and adrenaline-pumping, but none as special as today.

He walked up step by step, his expression not wavering at all.

"Thank you." He stood still in front of her and nodded slightly, "I'm Chuya Zhongyuan... Excuse me, may I know your name?"

mine.

Pluto...