Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

My mother found me a blind date named Chuya Nakahara.

"What about the photos?" I asked.

"It's not convenient to keep photos of him at that job." My mother said seriously, "The young man is very handsome, and he is also a very nice person. He has a decent job and makes a lot of money."

I said, "Mom, is it because I don't make enough money?"

My mother gave me a blank look: "The nature of the job is different from yours. They work in a serious foreign trade company."

She bragged about the man named Nakahara Chuya, I listened absently with a lollipop in my mouth, and pressed the NS button in my hand so that it flew up.

From work to character, to some dispensable associations, my mother's boasting became more and more outrageous: "Your mother, I must know that this kind of man will cook for you and wash clothes after marriage." , I know how to feel sorry for people."

I didn't even raise my head, I just stared at the Boss on the screen: "Ah, yes, yes, yes."

"So I made an appointment for you this weekend. You go to the Polo coffee shop on the street to meet him in the afternoon. Do you have time?"

I focus on playing games: "Ah, yes, yes."

My mother: "Then I promise for you."

The game ended, and my mother was almost finished chatting with someone on the phone: "Okay, my Taozhi said that I'm free on the weekend, and that's right, you guys have fun then."

I was confused: "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Didn't you just say that weekends are okay?" My mother looked at me contemptuously, and put her phone on the table, "Let's go, go out and buy some decent clothes, look at you, the closet is full of non-mainstream, What does it look like."

I:? ? ?

I was dragged out of the door by my mother with a dazed face, and belatedly realized what I accidentally promised just now.

She dragged me to the mall to buy ladylike clothes, and it is reasonable to suspect that she just wanted to take this opportunity to change my dressing style.

On Saturday, she also specifically reminded me not to be late for the blind date tomorrow, and then walked back to her mother's house with her bag.

The next day, although my mother was not at home, in order to make her happy, I decided to go on a blind date honestly and leave a good impression on that Zhongyuan Zhong.

……how is this possible!

I threw all the clothes she made for me into the storage cabinet in the cloakroom, put on the jacket I was used to, and the black earrings reflected light fiercely; then I walked to the underground garage with my leather boots on, put on the helmet, and picked a car at random The blue-black heavy machine buzzed out of the house.

Instead of going to the coffee shop, I'm going to pick up my bad friend, Gojo Satoru first.

He is the strongest magician, and his appearance is also favored by the gods, but because of his bad personality, he is completely unpopular. He is 28 years old and still single.

A few days ago, Gojo Satoru heard that I was going on a blind date again, and he laughed at me all day.I thought about it, and called him up, and asked him to pretend to be an ex-boyfriend to pester me and play a show to ruin my blind date.

Gojo Satoru was very interested and nodded on the spot.

He said: "Actually, I don't need to mess things up, Taozhi, you can mess it up yourself, right? Who would like you."

I hunted and killed him for a long time with the newly purchased magic tools.

This person is very active in doing such immoral things. When I parked the car downstairs at his house, he had a pair of sunglasses hanging on his nose and looked down to play with his mobile phone. His shoulders were broad and his legs were long, and he was lazy.

"Why are you so slow." Wujo Satoru complained, and sat in the back seat of me, excitedly said, "I've figured it out, after you chat for 10 minutes, I'll come in and accuse you of 'you're behind my back again' Find another man! This is the tenth!'..."

I said indifferently: "It's fine anyway, anyway, you must mess with me."

Then I parked the car across the street from Polo Coffee Shop, stood at the intersection and waited for the green light, and found a pack of slightly damp cigarettes in my pocket.

I don't dare to smoke at home. My mother has a dog nose, and she will catch a little bit of smoke.

The sunshine in the spring afternoon was very good. I raised my hand to cover my forehead, and saw a young man in a white shirt against the direction of the light.Chunguang added a layer of golden gradient to his orange hair, and his eyes were as blue as the sea with thousands of waves.

I fixed my eyes on him, subconsciously brought the cigarette to my lips, and forgot to light the fire for a long time.

...I've seen him.

Many years ago, so long ago that my memory has turned yellow, it turned out that his name was Nakahara Chuya.

He walked into the coffee shop and sat down by the window facing the street, with a jagged profile and a thin light on the bridge of his nose.

Central Plains Chuya, a name often mentioned by my mother.With just one glance, it is no longer an ordinary symbol, an ordinary name that makes me tired of hearing it, it-became a sapphire, a citrus-scented spring, a cat's soft orange fur... everything, let me From the bottom of my heart, I feel gentle, good, and worthwhile things in the world.

I looked at him quietly, wanting to smile from the bottom of my heart.

The passing child looked back at me, his eyes very wary.

Zhongyuan Zhong on the other side of the street was also flipping through the menu, looked up and said something to the waitress, and closed the booklet.He wore a pair of black gloves and rested his chin on one hand.He is waiting for someone, he is waiting for me.

He was waiting for me—the realization that my heart beat louder than the engine of a sports car speeding down the street, louder than thunder.

My heart was beating rumblingly, urging me to throw away that damp, crumpled cigarette, a good girl shouldn't smoke in front of him.

I'm wondering why the green light hasn't come yet, why is there a traffic light at this intersection?Why are there still ten seconds?Why can't my spell speed up time?

...wait, before that!

I turned my head and ran back, Gojo Gojo was leaning on my motorcycle and playing with his mobile phone, I put the key into his hand: "Wu, you go back, don't disturb my date."

Wujo Wu was stunned: "?"

I frowned, took off the house key, and patted the keychain back into his hand: "Can the locomotive drive? You must."

Gojo Satoru was at a loss: "Hey, Taozhi..."

"Tsk, I knew you were an idiot." I took back the bunch of keys, and took out a few ten-thousand-dollar bills from my bulging wallet, "Take a taxi and go back, hurry up, disturb someone's date and wait until you get hit by a car, don't be blind Come on, I want to have a good blind date. I will treat you to dinner next time."

Then I wiped off the flaming red lips by looking at the rearview mirror of the motorcycle, took out the lip balm from his pocket and wiped it, thinking whether to wipe off my eyeliner that flew into the sky.

I have a cat-like appearance, with raised eye tails, quite aggressive, and sharp makeup. The woman in the mirror looks very unfavorable, and she is dressed so neutrally...

I began to despair, as if I had to work hard to endorse all night 6 hours before the exam. I knew I was cold, but I still had to struggle.

I'm so sorry, why didn't I just listen to my mother and wear the dress she bought?Zhong Yuanzhong also met me, he must think that I am not a serious person, right?

What to do? What to do? What to do!

"Pfft, no way." Gojo Satoru seemed to finally understand what happened, and laughed out loud, "Are you interested in your blind date?"

I glared at him, and said viciously: "What kind of blind date, that's my destined husband!"

Gojo Satoru was puzzled: "?"

"I fell in love with him at first sight." I said seriously, "so don't ruin my marriage, you know?"

Gojo Satoru showed a regretful expression: "Oh, that person is so pitiful."

I resisted the desire to give him the middle finger, wiped off my eyeliner with a wet tissue, put down the high ponytail, turned black and straight, and looked a little more friendly.

I practiced the angle of my smile in front of the mirror, and tried to smile sweetly.

Damn it, my appearance has nothing to do with this word, would he like my type?

Wujo Wu's expression became more and more terrified: "Taozhi, are you going to eat him?"

I punched him, but of course I didn't hit him. He had no lower limit on him.

I stuffed the remaining half pack of cigarettes and lip balm into his pocket, and said again: "You hurry back, I really want to date him."

Then I left without looking back, leaving Gojo Satoru shouting disgustedly behind me: "Take the cigarette away!"

A few more minutes were wasted arguing with my bad friend, and I ran back to the traffic light at a speed that I had never chased and killed the curse spirit.

In fact, I still want to buy clothes casually in women's clothing stores on the street, and throw away the suit on my body, so that I can look more ladylike, but I looked at the time, and I made an appointment with him at three o'clock, and now there are only 2 minutes left, which is not enough I made it up.

It's too much to be late for the first date, I want to make a good impression on Nakahara Chuya.

I walked into the coffee shop and the waitress ushered me to his table.

I smiled at him indifferently: "It's our first meeting, I'm Tsurumi Taozhi."

He looked at me for a while, and I was so nervous for a few seconds that I could hardly keep smiling.

Zhong Yuanzhong also dressed very simply, wearing a pair of casual trousers under the white shirt, with two buttons unbuttoned at the neckline, handsome and warm, without any aggressiveness.

I am different, even though I wear my hair and wipe off the exaggerated part of the makeup, there are still two words written all over my body: Taimei.

A few seconds later, he lowered his head, pushed the menu over with one hand, and introduced himself, "Central Plains Chuya."