Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

In a high-end apartment in Kabado-cho [-]-chome, Tokyo, a blond young man with dark complexion was sitting on the exquisite leather sofa in the living room, staring at the man sitting on the other sofa with an unkind expression.

The one stared at by him was a brown-haired man about his age.Compared to the angry young man with blond hair, the young man with brown hair was much calmer, and even picked up the freshly brewed coffee on the coffee table and took a sip.

Both of them are very handsome in appearance, and they belong to the kind of handsome man who can become a scene even if they sit there without saying a word.

Aside from the face of God appreciating the meal, the acting skills of these two are also top-notch, they can be called actor-level. If the two of them make their debut, they will definitely kill all the freshmen in the current entertainment circle.

It's a pity that these two marshals have devoted themselves to the great cause of eradicating crime and eradicating evil. A red heart is only for justice, and the current entertainment industry with increasingly weak aesthetics has lost two future Ziwei stars in vain.

In the huge living room, not only these two handsome men are present, but on the left hand side of the blond youth, a black-haired youth wearing a panda sweater is taking out an iron box containing tea from the cabinet under the coffee table. He picked up a few tea leaves, put them into the disposable teacup at hand, and then poured the freshly boiled water.

After finishing everything, he handed the disposable teacup to the blond young man next to him, his face was full of pain.

The blond-haired young man, Toru Amuro looked at the pitifully shabby tea stalks floating at the bottom of the cup, and the expression on his face became tense for a moment.

He didn't go to pick up the cup of tea. He didn't know if it could be regarded as tea, but just gestured to the black-haired young man opposite, "Ordinary ice water is fine."

If the blond-haired youth and the tea-haired youth have a handsome face that will save the entertainment industry in the future, then the appearance of this black-haired youth can be said to be extremely in line with the aesthetics of the current entertainment industry, and it belongs to the kind that would make a stroll on the streets of Shinjuku. The look of a scout who can attract a bunch of business cards.

His appearance is very deceptive. At first glance, people think that if this person enters the show business circle, he will definitely be an idol who relies on his face to make a living. It is difficult to associate him with the word "strength".

However, in fact, only the other two film stars present knew that this beautiful young man, who looked harmless to humans and animals, was actually the best actor among them.

If he hadn't taken off his vest on a whim, they would have been completely blinded by the camouflage he put on the surface.

"Iced coffee okay?"

Chu Shu walked to the kitchen, opened the door of the refrigerator, and asked the blond young man on the sofa.

"can."

Amuro nodded.

After getting his affirmative answer, Chu Shu took out a can of iced coffee from the refrigerator and threw it directly to him, then closed the refrigerator and took a carton of normal temperature milk from the milk box next to it.

"Give."

He handed the box of room-temperature milk to the black-haired boy who was sitting in front of the TV and was concentrating on watching the drama, and even helped him plug in the straw very thoughtfully.

The boy took the carton of milk from his hand very naturally, but he didn't feel the expected coldness at the moment of touching it.

Facing the questioning gaze of the young man, Chu Shu said that drinking too much ice will hurt your stomach. Your stomach is not good. Of course, you should drink less of this kind of ice, and you should also eat less of cold things like crabs in the future. .

The teenager doesn't have much of an opinion on the fact that milk should be drunk at room temperature.But when I heard the keywords to eat less crabs, my whole face immediately collapsed.

"You've taken away one of my hobbies, you can't take away another."

The teenager stopped watching TV, and looked directly at the black-haired youth opposite, protesting in a dissatisfied tone.

Chu Shu was at a loss after hearing his words, "When did I deprive you of your hobbies?"

Why doesn't he remember any hobbies he deprived the boy of.

"From the moment you appeared in front of me."

"My original hobbies include eating crabs and committing suicide, but since you appeared in front of me, I don't want to commit suicide anymore."

The young man drank the milk in the carton in two or three gulps, and there was a faint smell of milk when he spoke.

"It was you who deprived me of my greatest hobby. Now, are you going to deprive me of my only remaining hobby?"

Chu Shu: "..."

The young man's words contained so much information that Chu Shu didn't know what kind of expression he should show for a while.

Hearing from the boy's mouth that he said that he was the fundamental reason why he gave up pursuing suicide, Chu Shu was undoubtedly happy.

He even felt an inexplicable joy at the fact that he had such a heavy weight in the boy's heart.

But at the same time, he was a little bit shy, even though the two of them had already communicated with each other and had been in close contact several times.

But every time he heard such words similar to a confession, he still couldn't help but blush and heartbeat for a while.

Obviously he has heard countless love stories that are several times more straightforward than this.But his reaction is either indifferent or extremely bored, and often when he is in a bad mood, he will beat up the person who said these things to him (same-sex only)

But only for this boy, he will never have those negative emotions, every word he said can easily touch his heartstrings.

Even if he didn't have to speak, just sitting there could make Chu Shu feel a subtle feeling of soaking his heart in honey.

He likes Osamu Dazai so much, to the point of madness that he can't understand himself, he even suspects that if one day the young boy whimsically says that he wants to be the emperor, he will sneak into the emperor's mansion without hesitation and kill him .

Now he didn't say that he wanted to be the emperor, but said in a roundabout way that he wanted to eat crabs and didn't want to reduce the number of times he ate crabs. How could Chu Shu not agree to his small request.

However, as a capable actor, Chu Shu naturally wouldn't bring the turmoil in his heart to the surface.

This young man who has only stepped into the adult world for a year is really too cunning. He will use his appearance and genius-like mind to deceive him around. If he reveals the slightest flaw, he will take the opportunity to enter, and after a set of combo skills, he will be defeated.

Last night, Chu Shu was tossed all night under his cajoling, and in the second half of the night, the boy kept him in the above position because of his young age and lack of energy.

Regarding the position issue, Chu Shu didn't have much obsession.So after the round was over, when he heard the teenager tell himself that he was tired, the first thought that flashed in his mind was to be the active one.

But he took the initiative, and he became the one above.But the final result didn't seem to have changed. He was still the bearer, but this state made it easier for him to clearly feel the shame of his body being invaded a little bit.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Before Chu Shu could figure out how to respond to the teenager's request to eat more crabs, Toru Amuro accidentally choked on the iced coffee in his mouth. The coughing action spilled a lot on the clothes.

At this time, a hand stretched out from the side, holding a pack of tissues in that hand.

It was rare for Toru Amuro not to choke with Hideo Akai, and of course it was impossible to have any friendly attitude. He directly grabbed the pack of tissues and carefully wiped the corners of his mouth and the coffee stains on his clothes.

It is definitely useless to wipe it with a paper towel if it is spilled on the clothes. You can only take it back and wash it by hand.At this time, Chu Shu, whose thoughts drifted to some outer space, finally came back to his senses.

"Why would you choke on something so good? I remember that I brought you the original flavor, not the spicy one."

Chu Shu stared at the coffee can in Toru Amuro's hand for a while, making sure that he took it correctly.

Toru Amuro looked more shocked than him, "When did the coffee taste spicy?"

Chu Shu looked calm, "Oh, only in Sichuan."

They even add prickly ash to their milk tea in Dachuan. It’s strange that the coffee tastes spicy.

Amuro Toru looked confused, he looked like he really wanted to try what the spicy coffee tasted like.

But his taste buds and stomach seemed to be resisting the approach of this dark-sounding drink.

Of course, these are not the main points. Compared with the spicy coffee, he is more concerned about another thing now.

His eyes turned to the black-haired boy who was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Because he deliberately reduced his sense of existence before, and because the iconic white bandages were not wrapped around his eyes, Toru Amuro only regarded him as an ordinary boy who was harmless to humans and animals.

Although Toru Amuro has been lurking in the black organization for these years, he also has a certain understanding of those well-known underground organizations in his country.

There is no doubt that this seemingly harmless ordinary boy is the same person as the young cadre who is known to everyone in the underground world.

Although I don't know why the top cadres of Hong Kong/Black appear here, and it seems that they have a close relationship with Chu Shu.

But as a dedicated public servant, the moment he confirmed the identity of the young man, the Mr. Public Security subconsciously reached out to touch the string of handcuffs that he kept hidden in his arms.

"I think it's best not to have outsiders present for what we're going to discuss next."

Mr. Gong An restrained himself for a long time before trying to convince himself not to handcuff the underage cadre's wrist, which was not much thicker than a tree branch. He changed the subject and diverted his attention away from the young man.

He didn't change the topic bluntly, originally he and that damn Akai Shuuichi came here for this purpose.Besides, what they were talking about really shouldn't be known to a fourth person other than them.

However, Chu Shu didn't seem to agree with his words very much. Almost the moment he finished speaking, he saw the beautiful young man on the opposite side frowning, as if he was dissatisfied with what he said. .

Amuro Toru had never seen such an expression on his face.Even when Qin Jiu suspected that he was a traitor and was pointed at with a gun by the opponent, the young flower grower maintained his calm expression as always, even if he was "wronged", he did not show any dissatisfaction.

But now there are two big characters of "dissatisfaction" clearly written on his face. Mr. Gong'an is a little at a loss, not knowing why he suddenly showed such an expression.

"He's not an outsider."

Finally, Chu Shu spoke.

The beautiful young flower planter raised his chin slightly, and looked at the two handsome men sitting on the sofa with a kind of strange expression mixed with pride and joy.

"He's my wife."

Toru Amuro couldn't help reaching into his arms again to take out the handcuffs he was carrying with him.

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