Bizarre beater

In the early morning of the next day, no one remembered what happened last night except for the nitrous.

She said maliciously: "The camera you set up recorded the video of last night, do you want to recall memories together?"

Gojo Satoru shattered the camera with a slap, and then said confidently that nothing happened last night.

No one was curious about what happened last night, so Party B Yunhe didn't know what he said last night that made him regret it.

In a few days it will be November 11th.

For Party B, Yunhe, this day has lost the meaning of shopping festival, and it represents a day called Singles' Day and the birthday of someone he secretly (clearly) loves.

I thought I could spend my birthday with the other party.

But the other party couldn't tell and didn't want to see him, and it wasn't his birthday.

Unlike himself, he would eat a good meal alone on his birthday and buy a lot of expensive things that he wanted to buy, and then refused to answer all messages and calls.

Thinking of Xiao Fei Jia who had to work hard to spend his birthday alone in a foreign country, Party B Yunhe couldn't help feeling pity, and bought vegetables and planned to treat him to a meal.

Thank the other party for the help he has provided him in the past, maintain the friendship, and be able to get the other party's help for a long time in the future.

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Although Mr. Tosi is still adjusting his schedule in the prison and has nothing to do except chatting with the people at the opposite door, he is still advancing the plan well.

It seems that he has not experienced the smooth implementation of this kind of plan for a long time, and the feeling that all accidents are within the scope of prediction and control.

Probably because Party B, Yunhe, is nowhere to be found now.

The so-called business trip is more like changing the world.

So... Will this world be the ultimate home for the other party?

Seems like a nonsensical topic, since that person doesn't care about such things as "belonging".

Tuo Si felt that such thinking was very boring, so he picked up a copy of "Red and Black" from the bedside, intending to continue reading.

The bookmark becomes a greeting card.

【Hello, this is the boss of Party B Yunhe. Since he has missed you a lot recently, he has this invitation: Do you want to go to a parallel world to spend a happy birthday with him? 】

For a moment, he thought it was someone tricking him.

Because he never dreamed that someone would miss him.

After a while, he felt that this kind of thinking was too bleak, adhering to "there is nothing to do anyway" and exploring the "boss", he agreed to the invitation.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he appeared in a corridor that didn't seem very strange.

Existing within the door of long-lasting memories, there is also his voice from his youth.

"Will you celebrate his birthday like this?"

"I haven't experienced a birthday with him yet, well, I seem to have known him for only a few months, which is surprisingly short."

The voice of the boy who answered "him" seemed familiar.

Inside the door, Party B Yunhe gnawed on the chicken leg and chatted casually: "It is said that this day belongs to the carnival day of singles, and it is quite suitable for us."

"You weren't with him?"

"Not yet. Maybe it's best not to get it. I used to find it hard to imagine that I would miss someone so much."

Someone's scumbag made a question mark from the two Tosi inside and outside the door.

The boy Fei Jia said very pertinently: "I think your feelings are very frivolous."

After getting the other party's reply of "I think so too", he then said: "If this is the case, why don't you consider me? We can get along for a longer time, can't we?"

Mr. Tosi outside the door:?

Party B Yunhe was about to say something when someone opened the door.

At the door, Mr. Tosi with a smile on his face.

On the left, the boy Fei Jia waited expectantly for his answer.

The atmosphere seemed dark and turbulent in the silence, like hot magma flowing under the glacier.

He finished eating the last piece of meat on the drumstick, and said calmly: "We are not neighbors now, and it is difficult for me to establish a harmonious and friendly neighbor relationship with you. You may consider studying in a college."

Did he just admit that he liked Mr. Toss?

No.

Not at all.

Two other people: "..."

Picking up the steak that he hadn't touched, someone ran to Mr. Tosi courteously: "Oh, it's been a long time, why are you here?"

Then I frantically called the system in my heart and asked what happened.

Didn't you mean parallel world? ?

Is it reasonable to have two Dosi?

Even Mr. Tuo Si in prison uniform, if Xiao Fei Jia saw this, wouldn't he be considered the scumbag among scumbags?

【. 】

The system gave him a cold period, and played back the archive of Nitro's birthday in his mind.

So he painfully discovered that it was his own fault.

Mr. Tosi first exchanged glances with the young Fei Jia who was sitting upright.

Both of them looked dignified and polite, but also cold.

The young man took the plate handed over, looked down at Yunhe Yi, who was much smaller than the last time we met, and looked more immature, raised his eyebrows and said: "Your boss said you miss me very much, so he invited me come over."

Yunhe smiled awkwardly: "I drank a little too much that day..."

"Ok?"

"No, I mean, I'm very touched. I'm more important to you than Osamu Dazai."

Party B’s Yunhe’s eyes rested on the steak exuding the aroma of fat, and then thought of the fried shrimp balls, lotus root chicken legs, braised duck collarbone and pork knuckles on the table.

He swallowed, and boldly suggested: "If you haven't eaten, would you like to come with us?"

Three minutes later, the young Fei Jia was sitting on his left, and the beautiful and mature Mr. Tosi was sitting on the right, with a table of delicious food in front of him.

Someone who can be called a winner in life raised his chopsticks and heard the person on the left say: "Look at your outfit, were you in prison before?"

His chopsticks froze, thinking that the next second the two of them might unite and beat him up.

Fortunately, Mr. Tosi's tone didn't sound like anger.

"This is something that is under planning. I'm planning a very interesting event that everyone can participate in." Tosi brought some of the stack of dishes that Yunhe was looking for, and said to him with a smile, " You can too, don't worry too much."

He has made complete preparations, no matter what kind of accident happens, it will be beneficial to him.

"Okay." Yunhe stretched out his chopsticks and poked into the inside of a shrimp ball. He deeply reflected on himself in his heart, and vowed to be more careful next time and not to mess around.

The reason why he didn't say it out was because he had a clue to himself.

The boy on the other side didn't say anything about the tacit understanding between the two of them, but said: "You seem to be too tolerant of him. This is not a good habit. It will only make people get bigger."

Yunhe:?

You just fight, why are you targeting me?

Mr. Tosi: "It takes a certain amount of time to cultivate a tolerant and calm demeanor." When you meet the young Gogol, you will know how important a good attitude is.

Fei Jia: "Oh."

After a delicious meal, Party B Yunhe just put down his chopsticks when he saw Mr. Tuo Siwen who had finished eating a long time ago put down the paper towel to wipe his mouth, stood up and left without looking back.

He paused for a while, then showed a friendly smile to the remaining person: "I'll cook and you can wash the dishes, right?"

Fei Jia: "...No."

Looking at someone who stood up and ran, he felt that it was not interesting, it was better to work.

Probably because back in his youth, Party B Yunhe's thinking has not been vivid for a long time, and his actions are more straightforward and unscrupulous.

At this moment, he doesn't feel that Dostoevsky's desire to control him will make him uncomfortable, and he doesn't feel that adding a second person to his life will become complicated and no longer his comfort zone .

Although I still feel that being in love is an activity that tortures longer than pleasure.

But now he is eager to try.

So he invited Mr. Tosi, who came all the way for him, to drink a cup of half-price milk tea for the second cup, and invited him to sit in a park in Yokohama.

Party B Yunhe: "For a person like me, it is difficult to love the house and the black. This is an emotion that implements selfishness and generosity at the same time. It is too complicated, so once migration occurs, it is equivalent to rebuilding from broken bones."

He doesn't feel the same for his so-called peers just because of his resemblance.

Mr. Tosi heard the profound meaning of this sentence, and his face turned pale.

In fact, when he saw the "self" who showed more emotions than him and stared at people more closely, he began to regret letting people go on a business trip.

Crying children have candy to eat, and the other party who is willing to put down his face and take the initiative to say something similar to a confession may be more likable.

It's not that he can't lose face, it's just that every time he thinks of what the other party has done, he feels a little heartbroken.

He obviously likes him, but he is always hesitant, not honest, and values ​​other things more than this relationship.

So he has been waiting for the other party to accumulate liking for him until he ignores them.

But it doesn't mean that he will accept other people's intervention, even if he was a teenager.

But...he was quite satisfied with this person's explanation.

The handsome young man waited leisurely for the other party's upcoming confession, covering his expectation with a flat expression and slender eyelashes.

Then he heard—

"And Fei Jia is only 14 years old! I'm not a beast!"

Party B Yunhe patted his thigh, defending himself.

An adult who didn't care about age, looked at the boy who didn't even look 14 years old (because his face was tender and short), and fell silent.

The next moment, the other party took the initiative to get close to him. He lowered his eyes, and he could see the eyelashes on the other party's upper face, sober and smiling eyes. Where he couldn't see clearly, there seemed to be a soft touch brushing against his earlobe.

"Although I really want to describe my feelings to you now, I will wait until I finish my business trip and visit you more formally."