A world where only the protagonist has color

Finger-long prawns were shelled and piled into a white porcelain bowl. Hagiwara carefully removed the bones of the steamed sea bass one by one and put them in the Inoue Senshu bowl, but the angry woman turned her chopsticks and put The whole piece of tender white fish was fed into Matsuda Jinpei's mouth.

"Zhen Ping, come."

"Ah... well."

Watching the fish that she had picked out by herself being fed by Inoue Chisuke with her chopsticks, Hagiwara Kenji was so angry that she could gnaw on the table legs, her drooping eyes were full of sorrow, and she was almost holding a handkerchief in her mouth like She shed Pata Pata tears like an abandoned little resentful woman.

Matsuda Jinpei was actually a little embarrassed when the fresh fragrance of the fish spread on the tip of the tongue.In front of so many people—and subordinates from the same department, being fed fish by Qian Shu was a little too intimate.Although Qian Shu had been fed braised pork before, but at that time Qian Shu deliberately lowered her sense of existence, and the people around her were just chatting and sneaking a few glances while chewing and swallowing the food.

Right now, Inoue Chisuke is deliberately feeding food into his mouth in front of dozens of pairs of eyes with a sense of punishment. Face to face the scene of his wife feeding vegetables.

wife.

When Inoue Chizuru put the fish into Matsuda's mouth, the gentle eyes that looked at him were even more radiant with warmth, like a crescent moon at dusk in summer.Curved eyebrows and red lips, fresh fish on the tip of the tongue and daughter fragrance on the tip of the nose, he is holding the used chopsticks of Qianshu between his lips.

The warm tone caused Matsuda to have countless associations and illusions in a short moment. The gentle wife fed the delicacies into her husband's mouth with her own hands, and her bright smile was the oath of being together day and night.

Although I was still young when my mother left, this is probably how the feeling of home should be.The warmth hidden in the details, the casual romance.Cupid bent his bow and shot the arrow, and with a whoosh, it pierced Matsuda Jinpei's heart again.

Although he knew that Qian Shu had intentionally displayed affectionate and sweet elements to achieve Kikenji's goal, but Matsuda Jinpei couldn't help but secretly blushed when he swallowed the fish.

With one hand on the table, Matsuda Jinhei turned his head and looked aside pretending to be calm, but the palm in front of him tried to quietly cover his flushed face.The other hand hooked the bow tie and pulled it outward, the Adam's apple rolled up and down, and suddenly felt a little hot.

It can be said that no one except Matsuda Jinpei himself enjoyed this thank you dinner.

Kenji Hagiwara, who was so sour that he could directly squeeze two meals of lemon juice; first he was intimidated by Qianshu, and he finally stopped kneeling. Inoue Chisuke, who is smiling on his face but actually exudes a dangerous aura as long as he looks at other people except Matsuda.

Even after the meal was over, the entire explosive squad sat obediently in their seats, with both hands clenched into fists neatly placed on their laps, and no one dared to speak.It wasn't until Matsuda said, "Let's go back after eating," that they stood up and bowed deeply to Chizuka Inoue as if receiving an amnesty: "I'll take my leave first!"

Then he picked up his suit jacket and ran away.

Turning the sunglasses from the inside of the suit jacket and putting them on, Matsuda Jinhei let out a sneer, angry and helpless, but more of a mentality of watching a drama: "This group of worthless guys, really... I'll go to pay, Qian Shu You wait for me for a while."

But if you insist, Captain Hagiwara, who took the lead in slipping and kneeling, is even more useless, isn't he?

Matsuda got up and left the table, which meant that there were only Chizuka Inoue and Hagiwara left in the huge room.

Hagiwara's peeking gaze was caught by Inoue Chizuru, she folded her arms and snorted and turned her head to the side.Now Hagiwara couldn't hold it any longer, and rubbed against Inoue Chizuru with his mouth pursed, crying like a big dog who has been wronged so much.He held Inoue Chizuru's shoulders, rubbed his face against Qianshu's side face and neck, and made an aggrieved moan from deep in his throat from time to time.

For a moment, Inoue Chizuru even suspected that he could see the pair of airplane ears pulled by Kenji's head and the wagging tail behind him.

"It's useless to act like a baby."

"No, I really know I'm wrong, if Qian Shujiang ignores me again, I'm going to make a fuss."

The virus that invades for the first time can always bring greater lethality. When the virus invades for the third and fifth times, the body has already formed antibodies and has a certain resistance.Acting like a baby is similar. Affected by machismo, most men prefer to be relied on, and very few people are willing to act like a baby to show weakness to women.Because of the rarity, when someone does this, it will appear to be full of lethality, not to mention Kenji Hagiwara has a face that is not inferior to a star.

He himself is a delicate and reliable man, he knows how to measure and pays attention to the woman's feelings.Although the evaluations he received from the instructors in the police academy were not positive evaluations such as "playboy" and "wasting all the high EQ and social intelligence ability on nostalgia for flowers", but he was surprisingly serious and responsible in dealing with feelings.If such a man whines at his lover like a dog and wants to be hugged coquettishly, few people can resist it.

After being coquettish for two days by Hagiwara, now he is hugged and rubbed back and forth in a pitiful manner.Even if she got angry again, Inoue Chitsu finally couldn't help but began to soften her heart.A long sigh spread out from the tip of the nose, which was inextricable worry and concern.

Raising his hands back to hug the man in front of him who was bowing his waist and acting coquettishly at her, Chizuka Inoue softened her voice: "Kenji, you promised me."

Chizuka Inoue lowered her head, her forehead rested lightly on Hagiwara's chest and abdomen, she said, but her tone trembled uncontrollably: "You promised me that nothing will happen, and you promised that you would never die."

The fingers holding Hagiwara tightened slowly, tightening the fabric of his back.The soft cloth was pulled tightly in the palm of his fingers, so hard that Kenji could feel Qianshu's fingertips clasping his back muscles through the thick autumn clothes.

The ending trembled non-stop, and the coherent sentence even brought a crying voice at the end.

"How can you, how dare you..."

Wear blast suits, idiot.

"Yen Er, please, don't die, don't leave me."

The coquettish attitude was completely restrained at this moment, Hagiwara Kenji froze, with his hands raised in the air, at a loss.The wide-eyed eyes contained too many thoughts, and thousands of words finally turned into a sigh.He embraced the woman in his arms, and gently patted Qian Shu's back with his palms, as if comforting a crying child.The corners of the mouth that were always raised were also pursed into a straight line, and the expression was replaced by seriousness.

"Yan Er, you big liar..."

"Ugh... idiot, idiot idiot, I hate Kenji the most..."

Trembling shoulders, the fear and terror of almost losing a precious person erupted completely at this moment.

"Please, Kenji, don't leave me."

A leaf stalk will always stretch out only one green leaf.Everyone is the only lone leaf, with different veins and destinations, falling to different corners of the world with the wind.At the crossroads where people come and go, even if they stand shoulder to shoulder, the distance between hearts cannot be shortened by a few words.

The word "loneliness" is written lightly, but every stroke and stroke is full of vicissitudes of life. It is the air invaded by the harsh winter, and the coolness spreads along the nasal cavity to the entire lungs.

Inoue Chisuke is a wrong-hertz whale, flapping its tail and wandering alone in the vast Atlantic Ocean, no one responded to its mournful cry, until it met them at the police academy.The colors dripping into the black-and-white painting stir up life, it is the mustard soy sauce in the salmon sashimi dish; it is the sweet and tender strawberries dotted on the top of the cream cake; it is the rainbow bridge across the clouds after the rain.

Whether it is Hagiwara or Matsuda, they are different to Chisuke, whether it is unusual in the intuitive visual sense or different in the level of heart and soul.

Tears were broken pearls, which wet the men's coat on Kenji's body.Qianshu's hands that are so hard that the knuckles turn white are embracing a precious treasure that cannot be lost, lest he will turn into sand in the palm and blow away in the wind the moment he lets go.

Gently patting Inoue Chisuke's back, Hagiwara Kenji picked Chisuka's chin with his fingers.Thumb meticulously wiped away the tears covering her cheeks, and the tears that wet the palm of her hand smudged along the lines of her skin. The love melted into the flesh and blood, and he truly received Qian Bean's heart.

"I'm sorry," without a smile, only the most primitive and sincere apology: "There will be no next time, I promise you."

But in fact, Chizuka Inoue also knows that the responsibility for the investigation of the first section of this incident is greater.Given the amount of bombs at the scene and the close distance, even if he wore explosion-proof clothing, once the bomb was detonated, the best ending for Kenji Hagiwara would be to leave a complete corpse.

There are too many uncontrollable factors. Everyone wants to control things like fate, but how can everyone be at the helm.Chizuka Inoue could only fight and grab, betting with her life to tear up all the things that were rotten ahead.Either break out of the encirclement, or be smashed to pieces.Inoue Chisuke is not afraid of death, but she wants to live a valuable life, and she is more afraid of other people dying because of her.

The soul weighs only 7 grams, but the life seems to weigh a thousand pounds. Chizuka Inoue can no longer bear the weight of other people's lives.

Tears rolled down again, Hagiwara Kenji held Qianshu's face and kissed her on the eyelids: "Senshu-chan is my most precious treasure, so don't cry anymore."

Tears were kissed away, Chifu Inoue sobbed softly, and Hagiwara seemed to be smiling when he saw Hagiwara through his eyes blurred by tears.Being gently pulled into his arms by Hagiwara, he lowered his head and leaned against Inoue Chisuke's neck, his warm breath penetrated deep through the gap in the skirt, causing ripples at Chisuka's collarbone.

"I'm sorry," Hagiwara hugged Inoue Chisuke, his voice was low and gradually became nasal: "Such a big wound must be difficult to heal. It's really bad for girls to leave scars because of me."

The words seem to be only sad and ashamed for Chizuka Inoue's extensive scratches on her knees and palms. Every word has nothing to do with love, but every word is love.

I'm really sorry that you risked yourself and almost died, and made you worry about me.If I hadn't acted foolishly, you wouldn't have to rush forward and snatch the remote control by rubbing your body against the ground to save me.

——You were supposed to be the one I took good care of.

The damp coolness dripped on Inoue Qianshu's neck.

"Eh?"

Inoue Chisuke was a little stunned, turned her head and tried to see the man who buried his head on her neck and shoulders clearly: "Kenji, you..." Are you crying?

The words of concern were interrupted by kisses, the long-term love turned into reality, and the soft lips were more delicious than cotton candy.In front of him was the face of Kenji, who was close at hand. With his eyes closed, he couldn't tell if he had cried, but most of the tears were forcibly stopped back with his closing eyes.The mind is like the turbulent sea, and the seemingly calm sea has already rolled up the huge waves.

Qian Shu, whose psychological defense line had been weakened by the explosion/explosion accident, opened her lips with a conniving attitude, and let Ken Er tentatively poke the tip of her tongue in.His lips and teeth were entangled, and his arm around her back was a little bit hard, trembling slightly.

Love is a hand that stretches out and then withdraws (1), wanting to possess it all but afraid of being disturbed abruptly.I just want to hold her in the palm of my hand, hold her tightly, and guard her carefully, but I am afraid that she will lose her freedom and beauty.

The people he likes should be the phoenix in the sky, the cherry blossoms in the branches, and the clouds in the sky;

To spread wings, to bloom, to chase the wind.

Love is exchanged in silent kisses, and the most romantic love letter is not a rose, but the image of the lover imprinted in the pupils.

But if you do something wrong, you should be punished. How can sneakers always have smooth sailing.

The beer sealed in the aluminum metal can drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and hit Kenji Hagiwara accurately on the back of the head with a bang.The canned beer that fell to the ground after hitting the target rolled around a few times, and the golden liquid exuding the aroma of wheat flowed out along the small opening in the depression.

"Hiss, it hurts! Xiao Zhenping, what are you doing!"

Hagiwara rubbed the back of his head with one hand, and couldn't help protesting loudly.

Matsuda Jinhei closed the door behind him with his backhand, gritted his teeth with a black face and said, "Hagi, you bastard."

He pulled Chizuka Inoue into his arms, and surrounded the woman who was shorter than him from behind.

"The guy who made a mistake, don't try to sneak away!"

After saying that, he bowed his head and bit the red lips of the woman in his arms.

Chizuka Inoue: "Huh? Wait... eh!"

Accompanied by the bright moonlight, the three people who went back to the police/police dormitory together did not speak.

Matsuda and Hagiwara faced the bulge on their foreheads, but the corners of their mouths could not help but curl up slightly.

"Both of you give me a good reflection, hum!"

Parting from the red-faced woman, the two aces of the explosion/things department were lying on their single beds, and they raised their hands and touched their lower lips with their fingertips as if they knew each other. There still seemed to be a soft touch and a faint fragrance of a daughter.The taste of the kiss is very sweet, better than all the delicacies in the world, and I want to taste it again, countless times.

Even though she knew she couldn't hear it, she still couldn't help smiling and said to herself: "Good night, Qianshu."

Outside the window, the moon was full and the stars were shining brightly. It was a rare peaceful night.

The author says:

(1) Love is a hand that is stretched out and drawn back.

Adapted from the short story "The Heart of a Broken Story" by American author Jerome David Salinger

Original text: "Loving you is the most important thing, Miss Lester. Some people think that love is sex, marriage, six o'clock kisses and a bunch of children, and maybe love is like that, Miss Lester, but you Know what I think? I think love is wanting to touch and then holding back."

感谢在2022-03-0511:52:40~2022-03-1019:40:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Maobin; 1 bottle of Sensation Sensation King;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?