Miss Gojo can't figure it out

Youyue pondered for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "Do you love me?"

Xia Youjie only gave a soft "hmm".However, the fast heartbeat is far less than the calmness on the surface, but luckily he knows how to cover it up.

It is difficult to muster up the courage to confess to the 26-year-old Gojo Yuzuki, so I can only express my feelings to the 16-year-old girl Yuzuki who has not faded the fine hair on her face on the spur of the moment.

It's bad enough.He couldn't help laughing at himself.

"You like another me." Youyue's eyes were innocent and clear, but she said firmly, "You know Youyue who became the prime minister at a young age. We are different."

Still being seen through by a girl who doesn't understand anything.

Xia Youjie smiled and said, "Yes. You are similar but different...but our fate has long been tied together by cause and effect."

"For each of you. My heart is the same." He said, "There is no need to have a psychological burden. I don't need Xiaoyou's response."

Youyue said frankly and directly: "It's okay, I don't care, because I'm not the one Xia You likes."

It was the expected reply.Xia Youjie just smiled and said nothing.

"The summer oil in this world is really annoying, and has done a lot of bad things." Youyue showed him the results of Google's search for "Pan Xingjiao." "I won't hate you because of it."

Xia Youjie slandered himself mercilessly: "This 'Xia You' is really bad."

"How dare you scold yourself?"

Youyue put the phone back into her pocket, thought for a while and said, "That's it. In order to distinguish you, I will call you 'Jie' from now on."

It was an unexpected surprise.

He nodded and asked back with a smile: "Are you finally willing to call me like this? You have called Wu by my first name before, right?"

"You are really upset, right? Because it doesn't respect your best friend." Youyue grasped the point sharply again, "But I don't respect you enough by calling 'Jie'. Why do you seem to be happy? It's so contradictory Ah you."

Xia Youjie: "..."

He took out the cigarette case, and there was only one damp and bent cigarette left in it, so he threw it into the trash can casually.

Youyue no longer delved into this matter, just touched her chin and meditated: "Wait, in the parallel time and space I went to, Osamu Dazai left PortMafia to play for Pengo Lie. You said that he in this world didn't play for Port..."

But Osamu Dazai is so intelligent that he is close to a monster, so it is impossible for him to engage in ordinary work done by normal people. He is probably still wandering in gray areas or even black organizations.

Therefore, his personal information is not suitable for publication in newspapers, otherwise it will definitely attract enemies.

Although I sincerely hope that he will commit suicide as soon as possible——

"But he has lost his memory, so it's not good for me to let him be hunted down again." Youyue said, "It's better to find someone to find out who he is now."

The fastest direction is to ask Nakahara Chuya, but she has only just met him, so asking directly will definitely make the other party suspicious.

——How about trying to contact that person?

With a flash of inspiration, Youyue turned on the phone, entered the phone number, and pressed the dial button.

The ringtone is still part of the chorus of Maze Butterfly, and there is still an idol singer named Xing Na Gebei in this world.

"Mian り に つ く qing あ な た も ど こ か で ..."

I don't know if the guardian of the cloud in this world has changed his phone number.

When she lived in Yunshou base, she always ran around. Yunque made a preset for the mobile phone she bought, and pressed the shortcut key "1" to directly transfer to Yunque Kyoya's private contact line.The encrypted mobile phone number is generously exposed on the communication interface, and it is recorded over time.

"喜せな梦を见ているの? 星空にキスを..."

Skylark's cold voice came from the receiver: "Hello."

"Mr. Skylark!" Youyue pinched her phone and laughed, then felt something was wrong, and asked cautiously, "Wait, do you still know me? This is Xiaoyou."

He sneered lightly: "What's the matter?"

Youyue breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, I want to ask you for a favor, that is Osamu Dazai of this world, can you check his personal history for me? Please, Mr. Skylark."

"Oh." Skylark said without emotion, "What else is there?"

Youyue briskly replied: "No."

According to Yun Shou's extremely concise style, he should have hung up directly, but Youyue still heard his steady breathing, as if expecting her to say something.

"Actually, there are still." Youyue raised her head and smiled, "I'm so glad to meet you again in this world, Mr. Skylark. I went to another parallel world once before, and Mr. Yu Shou said that we hate each other. I thought you Hate me. I'm glad you don't."

"Takeshi Yamamoto?" Skylark's voice seemed to be frosted.

"Ok?"

"Nothing," he went on, "I don't hate you."

After chatting with him for a few more words, Youyue hangs up the phone easily, just when Wu's line message pops up on the screen.

【Is Xijiufu smelling like grapefruit: [Cat probe]】

[Is Xijiufu smelling like grapefruit: [Cat and be cautious]]

Because the aisle was too dark, Youyue replied with an emoji of the same series, while walking towards the window of the nearest corridor.

[yuzi: [Maomao doubts]]

The cleaning aunt was very serious, the window frame was clean and free of dust, Youyue was facing out the window, half of her body was leaning on the window frame to fiddle with the phone screen, the goggles were placed on top of her head, and Xia Feng was stroking her snow-white long eyelashes.

Xia Youjie also walked to her side, with one hand in his pocket, looking at the low-rise residential buildings shrouded in the night.

[Does Xijiufu smell like grapefruit: [What kind of thoughts can a kitten have?] jpg]]

[Is Xijiufu smelling of grapefruit: What bad intentions can Wutiaomiao have? 】

Xia Youjie took a quick glance and was shocked: "He is so disgusting, what is he talking about?"

Youyue couldn't understand either, so she flicked the phone.

"Hello?" She smiled, "What are the five cats doing?"

"I'm making the puppy happy." Gojo Satoru's voice was also full of smiles, "Why did you suddenly know that you called me? Did you miss me?"

"miss you."

"I miss Xiaoyou very much too."

"Let me guess why you suddenly posted a bunch of cat and cat emojis." Youyue said calmly, "Are you afraid that I will blame you for Shota-kun?"

"I haven't done anything wrong, why should I be afraid that you will blame me?" Gojo Gori said confidently, "Then will you do it? Will you be unhappy?"

Youyue pretended to be indifferent and said, "Very upset."

"It turns out that puppies can also deceive people." He said, "I can hear you laughing."

Youyue then smiled: "Okay, I'm laughing now. But not just now."

"Don't try to lie to your perceptive brother Wu, you're still too young, Little Six Eyes." He drawled again, "If you don't come back, Hui will eat up all the cakes at home."

Hui Cai doesn't like sweets.

But Youyue didn't expose him, only said: "I'll be back in three days."

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru smiled briefly.

As soon as she finished communicating with Gojo Satoru, Youyue saw four or five missed calls with the note "Central Plains Chuya" on the incoming call interface. Because she was busy with the line just now, she couldn't get through.

"That's weird, did he call me for something urgent?"

Youyue really can't think of why Chuya, who just met her, wants to contact her frantically.

Could it be that she knew that Dazai was with her?

So Youyue called back.The other party answered in a second, and before she could ask, he asked her out of breath, "Where are you?"

"Ah?" Youyue was a little confused, "Are you looking for me? Or..."

Osamu Dazai?

"Looking for you." He said, "Xiaoyou. Where are you?"

The cooperation between the port and Pengelie has just been concluded, and there can be no mistakes in the early stage, and the manpower is tight. The Central Plains has been running around day and night for many days, and only takes a short nap every day when it is really unbearable.

Just after dinner, sleepiness hit him, and he fell directly on the bench in the meeting room and slept for more than half an hour.

Then I had a dream about Gojo Yuzuki.

Zhong Yuanzhong doesn't know whether he is too imaginative, or these things may have actually happened in his previous life, and he feels that the dreams about her are always real enough to directly fall into reality.

The first dream is New Year's Eve. PortMafia is full of homeless people.

Therefore, every year, a small New Year party is held in the canteen on the third floor of Building C, providing everyone with sumptuous Osechi dishes and red bean rice cakes.

Zhongyuan Zhongye stepped into the restaurant, and saw Youyue standing up and raising her hand from a distance, and said loudly, "Come on, come on! I'll be waiting for you."

The small table is full of osechi dishes, rice cakes, red bean soup, and unopened food boxes.

Exactly four positions, Xiaoyou, Miss Hongye, him... and the hateful Osamu Dazai.

"Why is he here?" Zhong Yuan also gritted his teeth.

Osamu Dazai retorted with a smile: "I also think it's redundant, can you just leave?"

"You guy..."

"I called Dazai here." Yuzuki said.

"Celebrating the New Year alone is cruel to the most hateful person, so be patient when you are in trouble." Youyue explained, opening the food box she prepared, "No quarrel today!"

Hongye smiled and praised: "It's dumplings, it smells so good, did Xiaoyou make it herself?"

"Yes!" Youyue nodded proudly, "Yin and I...I have to eat dumplings every Chinese New Year, and I am very good at Chinese cuisine. Come and try it."

"Chinese people put coins in dumplings, and whoever gets the coins will have good luck in the coming year." Youyue explained, "I improved it a bit, here are 49 dumplings made of pork cabbage and beef celery, only one made of pork and corn , those who eat it will definitely have good luck in the coming year..."

Hongye was very supportive, and said "hey" expectantly.

Osamu Dazai looked thoughtfully at the dumpling with a bite in front of him, and stretched it out to show her specially: "Ah, it's corn."

"Except for Osamu Dazai." Yuzuki changed his words coldly.

Dazai smiled, and when he retracted his arms, he lost his grip on the chopsticks, and the dumplings fell on the dining table.

"Gee, it looks like I did..." He calmly stared at the half-eaten corn dumplings.

As a result, Youyue picked up the dumpling with the speed of a gust of wind, threw it back into his bowl, and said stiffly: "The three-second rule, you can still eat it."

Dazai was stunned for a moment, and then smiled slowly, which was quite subdued compared to the formulaic smirk that he usually socializes with.His smile melted into the enveloping mist, and it seemed a little sincere.

"Except Osamu Dazai?" He teased.

"Get out, Shaoshun climbed the pole!"

However, after a while, Zhong Yuanzhong also ate the dumplings with corn fillings, which was picked up by Yuyue just said, "It's almost eaten by Dazai, you can eat a few more".

He raised his eyes and met the slightly surprised Hongye.After a few seconds, he smiled knowingly.

……

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought that every year would pass in such a peaceful and warm way.

However, Youyue left without warning, and she defected to Pengo Lie.Zhong Yuanzhong also said goodbye to her at the station and never saw her again. She called him once, more than a dozen times, and the ring rang for half an hour, but he still didn't answer.

I can't tell what it feels like, but if you hate it, you don't hate it. If you like it, you also like it. Missing is true.

PortMafia's position and responsibility tied him tightly, Yuzuki was on the other side of the river, so he could only watch her leave.

After leaving the port...or the other party leaves Vengley, any other opportunity will do.

In short, an opportunity is needed, so that they can get back together like the old lovers in the movie who smiled after decades.At that time, let's talk about things other than standpoints.

Zhong Yuanzhong also firmly believes that there will be that day.

In the first days, the longing was longer than the night, and the sky suddenly broke without knowing it.

It will be much better later on, work is busy, and there is not so much time left for sentimentality.But I still think of her every time my phone rings.

——"When Gebai's tour returns to Tokyo Dome, let's go see it together?"

little liar.He gritted his teeth thinking.

However, in the third year after Youyue left, Chuya Nakahara passed by the large curved LED screen in Shinjuku and saw Xing Na Gebei's tour support information, so he turned on his phone to find ticket information.

In the end, the idol singer was too popular, and it was hard to get a ticket. He couldn't bear the shame to ask someone to help him buy a ticket, but in the end he didn't buy it.

But Nakahara Nakaya still walked to the square in front of the Tokyo Dome that day.Many fans didn't get tickets, so they punched in against the cold wind at the flower wall at the entrance, crowded around many people.

He stood there for a while, and some station sisters thought he was a shy male fan, embarrassed to accept the support, and offered to send him a self-made photo card and hand banner.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took it dumbfounded. After thanking the other party, Zhan Jie asked if she could give me a contact information.He smiled helplessly and said that he already had a lover and it was inconvenient to leave her a phone call.

Sister Zhan snorted softly: "Liar, why are you here alone? If you don't want to tell me, you can tell me directly, and I won't scold you."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left without any nostalgia.

Zhong Yuanzhong also couldn't help laughing at himself.

I didn't have a job anyway, so I wandered around the entrance of the Tokyo Dome for a while.With the opening of the concert, the fans who came to check in gradually left.He didn't throw away the aid, he rolled it up and stuffed it into the pocket of his windbreaker.

What the lady at the station just said was right, she shouldn't be here alone.

Gebei's tour finally arrived at the Tokyo Dome as Yuzuki said, and he also arrived as scheduled.

If she is still there, is she cheering for her idol inside?Or maybe he would be very annoyed because he couldn't get the tickets—but in short, there should be two people standing here...it should be "us".

There is also an inexplicable persistence in the Central Plains, and they are unwilling to take the initiative to contact.More than two years have passed in a flash, she is so cruel, and there is no news at all.

Then take the initiative to send a text message.He typed and deleted, and finally sent out the carefully edited text message with only a few words left, but nothing came to light.

After a few days, he was restless and finally made up his mind, but no one answered his phone calls.

Did you change your phone number?

Central Plains also found someone to check, the name of the owner's column is still 'Wutiao Youyue', but it has not been used for a long time, and it has been shut down.

So the third year passed.

At the end of the year, Dazai suddenly became strange, handed him a book, explained some mysterious-sounding things to him, and suddenly said: "By the way, you know Yujiang has left this world, right?"

"what are you talking about?"

"Literally." Dazai said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter if I let you know now, Yujiang didn't defect, it was agreed to come back in a few months..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also widened his eyes in astonishment, almost dizzy.

"But she doesn't like this world very much. But she is also a visitor from another world, so it's normal to leave, right?" Dazai said with a smile, "Chuya will read it in the 'book' in the future, about where yuzu sauce comes from. We're in a world where she didn't exist. She just came home."

"Stop talking nonsense." He grabbed the other party's neckline fiercely, "Are you crazy?"

To his questioning, Dazai just said a date calmly, and then said: "Yujiang bid farewell to me on that day, so almost three years have passed."

that date.Xiaoyou called him a lot when it was almost dawn.He looked at the screen for a long time, but didn't answer.

"Are you kidding?" he snapped. "Bastard Dazai, it's fun to tease me? Do you think I'll believe it?"

Most of the other party's body was sunk in the chair, and he smiled at him noncommittally.

"How is this possible?"

Is it Dazai's prank?Or the malice of fate?

The bizarre gunpowder smoke cleared, and the Snow Country Train was stopped halfway.

My heart hurts like it's about to burst.Zhong Yuanzhong also thought hard, but his thoughts were chaotic.

The concept of "parallel time and space" is like a poisonous snake that has been dormant above his head for decades, opening its fangs and spitting out vicious curses.

—you'll never see her again.

In reality, Zhong Yuanzhong also woke up, with cold sweat soaking his forehead.

A great panic engulfed him, he didn't want to work, and hurriedly confessed that he would leave for a while.Then he walked to the street not far away and called Youyue again and again.

"The user you dialed is busy, please try again later."

"The user you dialed is busy, please try again later."

"The user you are calling is..."

Busy, still busy.More than ten minutes passed.

please……

He crouched down with his phone in his hand, almost praying.

please... please...

I do not know how long it has been.The phone finally vibrated, a familiar ringtone rang, and the person's name flashed on the screen.

"Where are you?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also ran along the street in an instant, only two kilometers away, and he didn't go back to drive his motorcycle.He rushed to the location of Yokohama Station, just like he ran to the shrine to find Yuzuki that day.

"Are you looking for me? Or..."

"Looking for you. Xiaoyou, where are you?"

Youyue said blankly, "What... I'm in Yokohama."

Nakahara also repeated: "Where are you in Yokohama?"

His voice was hoarse and anxious.

please……

"I want to see you." He panted, "Xiaoyou. Can I come to see you?"