Boyfriend who is full of good feelings suddenly wants to break up

"If you regret it, go back to Japan now."

"If you apologize seriously and pursue again, Sae might forgive you."

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

The document that was supposed to be signed has not been moved for a long time, and the brown-haired youth bowed his head and fell into silence.

It was a long time before he shook his head very slowly but with no less determination.

The person opposite let out a flat hum, as if he had expected his unpromising reaction.

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "This is already very good."

After that, there was no more dream.

He never witnessed the other party's death again.

Those dreams again and again seemed to warn him to stay away from her.

"Very good."

Sawada Tsunayoshi repeated it again, as if he wanted to convince the person on the other side, but also as if he wanted to convince himself.

Li Baoen clicked his tongue.

He raised his hand and pressed a photo onto the desktop, "You might want to take a look at this."

"Although I suspect that the person who revealed this information has other purposes, but you probably want to know."

Tsunayoshi Sawada raised his head when he heard the words, but when his eyes touched the photo, he looked away hastily, as if he had been burned.

He turned his face away to the other side, trying to hide the embarrassment on his face.

"It's fine, it's—" it fits.

Sawada Tsunayoshi's lips moved twice, but he couldn't utter the next syllable no matter what.

He regained his composure for a while before finally continuing, "Sha is also very popular, I've always known it."

He tried hard to say this in a relaxed and calm tone with some blessings, but only after he said it did he realize that the voice was stiff and dry.

He didn't even dare to glance at the photo again, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of his own reflection in the other window.

— very embarrassing, ugly and jealous.

Riboun: "It doesn't matter if it's the Mafia?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi's expression froze for an instant.

After a while, as if realizing the meaning of these words, the young man's brows furrowed slightly, and his expression turned cold.

Just before he frowned and turned his gaze back to the photo, the person across from him lightly picked his fingertips, and the photo that was originally facing upwards turned upside down.

Before the student opened his mouth, Li Baoen took the first step, "Don't show such a scary expression, Sha also knows his identity."

Sawada Tsunakichi was stunned for a moment, the coolness on his face faded slightly, and then he showed a slightly dazed expression.

He repeated: "Ya also... know?"

He was a little incoherent, "But, why? What? Shaya... no... how could she?"

He finally grasped the point, "How did they know each other?"

Why does Sa also know such a person?

"Four years ago, in Yokohama."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's expression became even more bewildered.

"Four years ago, Saya went to Yokohama."

He bit the words very clearly, slowly, every syllable.

At first it was because of doubts, but after he gradually realized something, he suddenly accentuated his tone, and suddenly looked up at the tutor opposite, with a questioning meaning in his eyes which was rare.

Li Baoen didn't waver because of this gaze, he calmly said, "Yes, it's me. Sha also asked me to keep it from you."

Tsunayoshi Sawada: "Why?"

Li Baoen didn't care about the student's agitation, he calmly replied, "Remember four years ago? It was when the Bernie family rebelled. Because of your momentary soft-heartedness, the whole family was there to deal with the situation you left behind. mess."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's brows were slightly gloomy, but he didn't say anything.On such a path that is completely contrary to his nature, this is not the only mistake he made.It's just that the lesson that time was particularly tragic.

Li Baoen continued: "You kept it from Saye and didn't tell her. But that child probably sensed your feelings. She came to ask me because—"

Tsunayoshi Sawada spoke slowly: "Don't want to, make me worry?"

Riboun nodded his head.

Tsunayoshi Sawada's body tensed for a moment, and Panasonic seemed to be discouraged.

Yokohama four years ago.

Even if all his attention was drawn to the rebellion of the subordinate family at that time, he had heard about the chaos over there, and he was involved in a European ghost organization.If Sha wants to go too, he will definitely be unable to control the worry over there.

Sawada Tsunayoshi put one hand on his forehead, took a deep breath, and let it out again. After a few times, he finally suppressed the feeling of fear.

He said slowly, "How long has she been gone?"

"One year."

Bang——! !

Tsunayoshi Sawada stood up abruptly, and the chair that was brought down made a loud noise on the ground.

The overly intense emotion at that moment even caused a flame to ignite in his forehead, which instead made him fall into an extremely calm state.

Li Baoen just looked at him calmly from the beginning to the end, "You are angry."

"You have no right to be angry."

It is a fact, both sentences are.

——He was indeed angry, and indeed he had no right to be angry.

In this extremely calm state, Zetian Tsunayoshi clearly realized this.

Li Baoen continued: "Don't you think it's unfair? You hide so many things from her, but you don't allow her to hide anything from you."

Of course it's not fair.

It's not even just unfair, everything he's done to Sayaya is terrible.

There were lies, deceit and concealment in that relationship.

He didn't do the sincerity and frankness that a lover should have, and he didn't even have the most basic companionship.

He just kept weaving lies to satisfy his own selfish desires, and tied people firmly to his side.

He resisted everything about the Mafia.

But when it comes to treating Saeya, he is simply the worst and most selfish mafia.

But how could he let go?

He can't do it.

The flame between his foreheads was extinguished, and Tsunayoshi Sawada shook his body as if he lost his strength. He barely supported the table with his hands, his face was a little pale, and he whispered, "That's very dangerous."

Li Baoen looked at the brown-haired young man calmly: "Sha also promised me that nothing would happen to her. The fact is, she did it."

Sawada Tsunayoshi was just silent.

He was never a consequentialist.

Compared with the result of no accident, he cared more about the dangers that the other party might have encountered, or even had encountered, during that year in Yokohama.

That was the person he had promised to protect.

--promise.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was a little dazed again because of this word.

Sha also keeps all her promises, and he... is always missing appointments.

Li Baoen didn't have any intention to unravel the complicated and tangled mood of the students.

He reached out and pressed a black gun on the upside-down photo, and asked directly: "Are you going to chase it back? You saw it too, and Sha also doesn't care about the mafia."

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't touch it, whether it was a gun or a photo.

He even moved the hand close to that side subconsciously, he shook his head slightly, and said slowly and depressingly: "No, she just doesn't know."

Yarn just doesn't know yet.

She didn't understand what this identity meant.

Li Baoen raised his hand to touch the brim of his hat, and said flatly: "You don't want her to know."

This cold statement is like a blade, cutting through what Tsunayoshi Sawada has been trying to suppress and hide.

He couldn't control his tone and became fierce, "Of course I don't want her to know!! Such an ugly, cruel, and blood-stained thing-how could I want her to know?!!"

This intense emotional expression seemed to hit an iceberg without any response. Tsunayoshi Sawada finally calmed down a little. He pressed his fingers on his forehead and turned to one side to cover up his lost expression that was too late to clean up.

He took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'm sorry, Li Baoen."

A few footsteps sounded, and it was the sound of the door being opened.

"It's not me you should be apologizing to."

The sound fell, and the door was closed again.

In the room, there was only one young man whose barely straightened body curled up little by little as if he had lost his strength.

Of course he should apologize.

What he owed was more than an apology.