I just want to talk about a love that won't be BE

Now that a decision has been made, both Li Baoen and Sawada Tsunayoshi agree with the plan that she went to verify the decision with her own eyes.

It was also a rare time for Rina to be straightforward. On the second day after making a decision, he asked Li Baoen to help him.Tell Nana's mother for her and find a good excuse.

"It's all about me."

Li Baoen opened a pair of pitch-black eyes, had a baby fat little round face, spoke solemnly, and was very cute.

Then Rina officially said goodbye to them, carrying her own small bag, and left this place. She seemed to have been living in Bisheng since she could remember.

"It's all right, Ribon."

Looking at the slowly receding figure, Sawada Tsunayoshi asked with some concern.

Li Baoen lowered his head and pressed his hat, and the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc.

"You still worry about yourself, stupid gang."

Rina was sitting on the tram, checking the map on her phone.

The closest to her is Yokohama, so she plans to go to Yokohama first, maybe she will meet a Nakahara Chuya who doesn't know her at all, named Rina Atobe.

Or, it was the presumptuous appearance in her memory...

With an inexplicable mood, the tram finally stopped in Yokohama, and Rina walked out following the crowd, just like an ordinary person in this vast world.

Rina still has a map of Yokohama in her mind. Although I don't know if there have been any changes over the years, the Mafia building will never be moved.

Rina took the bus all the way, looking at the familiar or unfamiliar environment on both sides of the road, and then his eyes flashed past a familiar apartment building.

Rina knew that this was a property under the name of Mafia, the port, and it was specially allocated to live in the cadres with some real power within the organization.

Back then, Zhongyuanzhong also lived here, and she also lived here.

I don't know if he still lives here.

In the apartment building where Rina flashed past, Nakahara Nakaya was waking up from a hangover.

He frowned tightly, raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, and opened his eyes in a daze.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the roof in a daze before sitting up from the sofa.

He came back a little late last night with a bottle of wine in his hand.

The black coat was thrown on the floor in the entrance, and the empty wine bottle rolled on the floor mat under the coffee table.

Zhong Yuanzhong also slept on the sofa all night, and the hangover made him not very comfortable.

Moreover, the whole house is deserted, and there is no smoke and fire.

He always goes on business trips, and he stays away for half a month or a month. This place is called home, but it's just a place to sleep.

Since Rina left...

Apart from carrying the memories of the two of them, this apartment doesn't seem to be a home anymore.

He got up and went back to his room, took clean clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower, and finally walked out with wet hair.

The phone placed on the table yelled frantically, as if it was urging for death.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a towel and wiped his hair indiscriminately, picked up the phone and glanced at it, and then his cobalt blue eyes dimmed for a moment...

Rina took several buses and finally came to the place near the Mafia building.

In fact, it can be seen from a distance, and this place is still the same as before.Several pitch-black buildings stood there very eye-catchingly, as long as they were not blind, they would probably not miss them.

Next to her, there are even tourists from other cities, people who take pictures of the buildings of Mafia in the port as landmarks.

But they also knew that they couldn't and didn't dare to get close, they just stayed a little far away and took the building as a background board.

Rina watched from a distance for a while, except for some low-level personnel who would frequently come in and out of the building door, she didn't see any familiar figures.

That is true.

At the beginning, she was only working in the medical department, and an accident happened not long after she worked. After leaving the port of Mafia, she lived in Zhongya's home in Central Plains and never went out again.

Except for Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya, and a member of the organization who takes care of Nakahara Chuya's daily life, Rina doesn't know much about other people.

Rina didn't know how long he stood there, and the tourists around him changed wave after wave, allowing Rina to see how powerful these people are.

I was even pulled, helped to take a few photos, and got a few thanks.

Although when I came, I didn't hold the idea that I would definitely meet someone I knew.

But when things really happened like this, I still couldn't help but feel a little lost in my heart.

She turned around and walked in the other direction.

It was a famous tourist spot in Yokohama, and it was also the place where she and Nakahara Chuya had their first date - Chinatown.

Nakahara Chuya paused, then suddenly turned his head and looked in one direction.

It's just that the back figure with long purple-gray hair swept across the corner of his eyes, it was like his hallucination, no matter how hard he searched among those people, he couldn't find the figure he wanted to see again.

He pursed his lips unhappily, frowned, and walked quickly into the Mafia building at the port. The hem of the black windbreaker drew a wide arc, bringing a gust of breeze.

Chinatown was still very lively, and Rina actually saw the same stall selling candied haws, and the proprietress was still the same.

It’s just that the aunt who was not very proficient in Japanese at the beginning can already speak fluent Japanese and communicate with people with a smile. The kind smile on her face makes people feel very warm.

There was a queue in front of the stall, Rina waited for a while, and soon it was her turn.

"Hi, may I ask what flavor do you want..."

The proprietress said goodbye to the previous guests, and quickly turned around to greet Rina, but she was a little taken aback when she saw a familiar face.

"Boss lady?"

Rina groaned suspiciously.

The proprietress seemed to be called back to her senses, blinked her eyes, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, you look very much like a client I knew before, but you are much younger than her..."

It was like stepping back in time and going back to the day when I first saw that girl.

"I'm a little distracted, I'm very sorry, what kind of flavor do you need?"

Rina smiled and didn't care.

After all, there are so many people in this world, there will always be one or two unrelated people who look a bit alike, and the proprietress also said that the age gap is a bit big, so Rina didn't expect that the familiar person in her mouth, It turned out to be herself.

She still chose a hawthorn-flavored candied haws.

The bright red fruits are wrapped in the golden syrup, and the crunchy and sweet icing is bitten off, and the sour pulp is inside.

The sweet and sour taste swept the taste buds, making people's mouths involuntarily secrete more saliva.

The proprietress watched the back of Rina leaving, and recalled the young man who insisted on buying candied haws from her all these years.

Yao remembered that when she met those two young men and women for the first time, she still lamented her youthful time, but she didn't know what happened afterwards. When he came again, she couldn't see the girl again.

And when she couldn't help but ask curiously, the lonely look on that big boy's face was really unbearable to ignore.

She felt distressed and flustered, and never asked again.

The time when he came was not very fixed, and with that attire, the proprietress also had some guesses about his identity in her mind.

But as long as he was in Yokohama, he would always come to her stall, buy a bunch of candied haws that the girl used to love, and then bring them back.

After watching Rina's leaving back, the landlady tidied up her mood and began to greet people with a smile.

On the road of life, there are always many figures passing by and hearing many stories.

We feel sorry for others, but in the end we can only live our own lives.

sunset.

The sky was divided into two halves by the dimness and darkness, and the two sides saw each other, but after all, the night slowly occupied the entire sky and swallowed up all the light.

But the night is not alone, there are warm lights and people in the world.

Chinatown is also very lively at night.

Chuya Nakahara, who had finished his day's work, stepped out of the Mafia building at the port, and skillfully turned around and walked towards Chinatown.

It's not very far away, and it's rare for him to enjoy this moment of his own time, which is also the time when he misses Rina and is with her...

When he walked to the familiar stall and ordered the familiar order, Nakahara Chuya remained expressionless.

His slightly long brown-red hair slightly covered his cheeks, and he looked a little indifferent in a black uniform.

Even if someone is attracted by his appearance, they dare not approach him.

The proprietress was familiar with him, and greeted him with a smile: "You are back, how is your work?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled lightly.

"It's going well."

Hearing this, the proprietress was relieved, and her smile became brighter, so she couldn't help but chatted with him about homework.

It seems that there have been more people coming to Chinatown recently, and they are a bit busy every day.

Ah Hua from the shop next door had a quarrel with her husband yesterday and said she was going home.In the supermarket in front of her house, the price of fruit has increased again.

and also……

"Speaking of which, I saw a person today, and I was really shocked. The appearance of that girl is exactly the same as that lady back then. If it wasn't for the age difference, I thought she had appeared in front of me. Woolen cloth……"

When I get older, I just like to talk about what I have and what I don’t, and I love to share the gossip I encounter every day with others.

She may have said it just to share, but Zhong Yuanzhong also listened, holding the hand of the candied haws that he had just received, he couldn't help but squeeze it tightly.

Back then, the girl was obviously lying in his arms silently like that, and there was so much blood left behind that no matter how hard he covered her, she couldn't cover it.

The girl's body was still lying in the cemetery facing the sea...

He couldn't help curling the corner of his mouth in self-deprecating.

——Chuya Nakahara, are you still holding on to any unrealistic fantasies?Didn't Rina be buried under that soil by your own hands?

But, if that's true...

As long as you are alive.