How to file a resignation with Gin

Hojo Natsuki woke up in the middle of the night with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Had a terrible dream, but when he woke up, the dream still left his body like the tide ebbed.

He reached out to touch the teacup, but came across a plastic box.

Under the moonlight, there was a piece of cake quietly lying in the delicate plastic box.

Xia Shu recognized it at a glance. It was a limited-edition afternoon tea offered by the coffee shop he frequented; he was busy with work, but he always wanted to try it. Errands bought for him, and things always fell by the wayside like so many things.

The cake is extraordinarily small, like a sampler that was neatly divided out of the formal attire.

Xia Shu could guess who was here, even though he mentioned it to Shirley, it couldn't be Shirley; he tore off the plastic wrapping of the triangular fork, wiped some of it and put it in his mouth.

It has probably been placed for a while, without low temperature protection, the sponge cake part swells slightly due to moisture, and the animal cream collapses loosely.

The cake was not as delicious as expected.

However, there are many things in the world that are not as expected. Before the bubble burst, it was gorgeous and gorgeous, and so were the dreams.

The unpalatable cake had also brought him a long time to look forward to, but it is a pity that it has so lightly failed now.

Xia Shu put the cake he had tasted a few bites back on the bed, feeling inexplicably sad, and he decided to blame it for his loss of mood.

He shed two tears, it was the cake.

Originally it was just a few tears, but Xia Shu took a deep breath a little harder, his ribs and chest trembled, and the pain was transmitted from the bone seam to the brain.

He was very wronged by the pain, so he continued to cry.

As soon as I shed tears, I had to choke and gasp again, my ribs and lungs throbbed and throbbed, and even breathing was so painful.

Xia Shu himself is not sentimental, he just turns his eyes away when he sees someone being killed, but at this moment, the wound has already stopped bleeding and started to heal, but he feels heartache belatedly, as if the bullet It didn't miss, it went right through his heart, and something was brutally killed.

Probably because the wound was close to the heart, the heart also throbbed.

He really couldn't restrain his sobs, he cried intermittently and in a low voice, the tears trickled down his cheeks, congealed into a round drop, and hit the quilt with a "pop";

The door was pushed open.

The light in the aisle is dim, only a little light traces the rough outline of the person coming, and the golden light like moonlight leaps between the light hair gaps.

"Why are you crying?" Qin Jiu asked in a low voice, "The wound hurts?"

Xia Shu cried like a drowning puppy, trying to squeeze out complete words from his throat, and said in a panic: "No...it's a cake...it's hard, it's bad..."

This pretentious explanation almost made people laugh, but Gin didn't laugh at him, as if he accepted it so simply.

I wanted to try my best to stop my tears—after all, I only confronted the other party in the afternoon, and Xia Shu regarded it as a quarrel. He felt that Gin and Wine left first meant that he had won the quarrel; Reversed, lost badly, lost a lot.

Xia Shu shouted in his heart to stop quickly, but things backfired. He couldn't restrain his growing grievances, and the more he tried to cover up, the more embarrassed he became.

"I bought it in the afternoon." The second half of Gin's sentence was very light, soaked in the warmth of moonlight, "..."

Xia Shu didn't understand what the second half of the sentence was, so in the end only Qin Jiu knew the answer.

He stopped after he finished speaking, rubbed his fingertips on Xia Shu's soft cheek, and wiped away the tears for him with jerky but gentle movements.

Xia Shu stopped crying, stared blankly at the unappetizing cake, and suddenly said: "...I want to eat something delicious, iced, and cake."

Gin's eyes were fixed on his wet eyelashes: "Now?"

"Yeah." Xia Shu said, "Now."

Qin Jiu let out a "hmm", stood up, stepped lightly, and closed the door behind him.

Xia Shu was stupefied again, leaning on the window sill to look at the late cherry blossoms outside the window. The pink and delicate flowers had already appeared to be in full bloom and decayed, and were about to begin irreversible death.

He propped his chin up and looked downstairs again, the watery ground reflected the moonlight brightly, and the sensor light suddenly turned on, illuminating a corner of the path—it turned out that Gin was walking past, his steps were light and steady, and his long silver hair was as tall as the moon. Hua is even sharper.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, and two pieces of cherry powder fell on Gin's broad shoulders.

I don't know if I didn't find it, or I left in a hurry and didn't have time to take care of it.

Kind of funny.

The corners of Xia Shu's lips just started to smile, then froze immediately, and patted his face lightly with his backhand.

People can't repeat the same mistakes, let alone the fatal ones.

……well.The deadly kind.

He lay back on the bed, the moonlight didn't love him, it just spilled miserly on the window sill.

Not long after, Xia Shu felt a little happiness from the complicated melancholy and entanglement.

Because there will be a new piece of cake later, he can't help but look forward to it from now on.

But he only dared to put his expectations on the cake.

No matter how much it is, it is extravagant hope. People who are too greedy will not end well.

……

The cakes that Gin bought afterwards all looked delicious, and Xia Shu suddenly fell into a difficult choice.

"Can I have all of them?" He looked at each other expectantly, "Take a bite of each."

A few seconds later, he got the answer from Gin's expression.

"Okay." Xia Shu took the top box, "Gin, do you want to eat?"

Gin glanced at him: "I thought that if I was over ten years old, I wouldn't like to eat this kind of food."

Xia Shu said solemnly: "How can you be sure that I must be ten years old? I am a genius boy."

"Genius boy." He repeated succinctly, and then laughed sarcastically, "I cried in the middle of the night because the cake was too bad."

Xia Shu: "..."

He sniffed, unable to refute, and simply pretended not to hear.

Gin sat down on the accompanying chair by the bed, reached out to take out the cigarette case, was about to smoke a cigarette, but thought of something, and casually threw the cigarette case on the bedside table.

"Remember to take the cigarettes away." Xia Shu said vaguely, "Tomorrow the nurse will call me when she finds out."

Gin: "Oh."

"When I'm absent, who will take over my work? When I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll find him."

"nobody."

Xia Shu: "!"

Xia Shu: "Won't the action team be under a lot of pressure?"

Qin Jiu didn't answer, but gave him a disdainful look, as if to say "Who do you think you are?".

"Okay." Ai Ai said during the summer tree period, "Can I lie down for another three months? The paid one. I think I need to recuperate."

Gin put no expression on his face: "I think you want to die."

"I still don't want to." He smiled shallowly, "...I finally got my life back, I have to cherish it, at least I can live until I'm 30."

Gin kept silent and didn't look at him.

Xia Shu also felt a little strange, he never thought that he could be so magnanimous, chatting with the murderer who almost killed him in the ward.

It’s hard not to boast about being a big boss with such a demeanor. Xia Shu couldn’t help laughing after a little fantasizing, and then his ribs began to hurt again. He decided to keep his emotions extremely stable this month, and he would never fight against him if he could pull the corners of his mouth. laugh out loud.

Xia Shu used the speed of a hamster to eat the cake bit by bit, and immediately felt a lot better.

"I still want to eat another one." He folded his hands and half-lyed on the propped up hospital bed, "but I'm going to sleep now."

Xia Shu felt that his hint was obvious, but Qin Jiu sat there without moving.

He tilted his head and repeated: "I'm going to sleep."

Qin Jiu was concentrating on watching the content on the screen, and gave him a little look when he heard the words: "Sleep."

"No." Xia Shu whispered, "Then why don't you leave?"

After receiving the other party's sight of death, he immediately polished his speech skillfully: "...I mean, I can't sleep when you are here, so go away."

There was a cool smile on the corner of Qin Jiu's lips: "Drive me away?"

Xia Shu felt guilty: "I, how dare I."

"Then go to sleep." He narrowed his eyes, "I will be discharged from the hospital next week."

Xia Shu couldn't figure out his attitude, he was humbled and sad at once, thinking that Gin couldn't be because I felt sorry for not killing me with a single shot, and wanted to torture me with insomnia?

He lay there, not daring to move, pretending to be a breathing corpse; at the same time, his mind was full of strange and terrifying fantasies, such as seeing a disfigured grimace when he opened his eyes, and a pair of angry green eyes.

After holding back for too long, Xia Shu finally opened his eyes a little to observe the surrounding situation.

The night became more and more quiet, and the moonlight became brighter. Gin was facing the window thinking about something, his sharp outline was softened by the light, and his dark green pupils were lightly reflected.

Xia Shu reached out his hand quietly and calmly, hooked a small bundle of his hair, and wrapped the silver thread around his index finger gently.

He let go immediately and rubbed his knuckles.I felt really sleepy, and finally fell asleep slowly.

……

Back to two years later, California, safe house.

Hojo Natsuki opened his eyes in the twilight of morning light.

He was in a daze for a while, got up, and wanted to go to the kitchen to make breakfast after washing, but found that there were already two plates of breakfast on the table.

Shirley sat at the table flipping through a newspaper and eating fried eggs slowly.

"I made something simple." Zhu Fu Jingguang took the apron and put it on the handle of the kitchen door, "The two of them went out, you and Shirley eat."

Xia Shu was surprised: "I didn't expect you to be able to cook?"

It is too rare to be a member of the action team.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled: "I can only do something simple."

Shirley saw him sit down and move a knife and fork, and after a few minutes, she slowly said her request.

"Want to have a meal with my sister?" Xia Shu frowned, "...Well, it seems a bit rushed, if she can cooperate with you, it's fine."

Shirley looked forward with anticipation: "Then let me ask my sister."

After all, she was a little girl, and with Xia Shu's approval, she laughed happily and went to the room to call Miyano Akemi.

Wearing a white coat every day, locked in a dark research institute, meeting with my sister and going out for shopping will not exceed four times a month.

Xia Shu couldn't bear to hurt little Shirley's rare happiness, and started to adjust the plan, hoping to give them as much time as possible to get along with each other; of course, it can't be alone, and the whiskeys must follow to protect.

Shirley came out of the room with a voice as happy as a little nightingale: "My sister is fine except for Wednesday night."

"Okay." Xia Shu focused on writing and drawing on the tablet, "How about noon on Thursday? The lecture ends at 10 o'clock, and the drug research exchange meeting at [-] o'clock. Reserve a [-]-minute drive, and you can have three hours. , and have afternoon tea together after eating."

Shirley nodded, which was already a pleasant surprise for her: "Okay."

After Xia Shu made his decision, he was going to discuss with Bourbon and others, while Bourbon and Zhu Fu Jingguang were resting on the balcony separated by a window.They deliberately kept a little distance between them, almost one and a half of them, and they seemed to be chatting.

Shirley's cell phone rang, and she replied, "Sister...um...yes, yes..."

Hojo Natsuki tapped the back of the tablet with one hand and was distracted, suddenly remembered that Shirley's sister seemed to be called Miyano Akemi.

……Huh?Her name is Mingmei too?Such a familiar name.

Wait, can't it be the unlucky guy whose feelings were cheated by Ley?

Xia Shu suddenly looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang's back outside the window, and his face was stained with disbelief. Could it be that this trip to California gave this person an opportunity?

Shirley finally finished answering the phone.

Seeing Xia Shu's face full of surprise, she wondered, "What's wrong?"

"The elder sister you mentioned." Xia Shu struggled hard, finally recalled some information, and asked stutteringly, "Did she rob a bank?"

Shelly: "?"

Shirley: "Do you want to hear what you're saying?"