Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

Before I sent it, the news from Zhongyuan Zhongye came first.

The one he suggested to watch happened to be the one I was looking for. It was a big hit six or seven years ago, and it was not introduced to the mainland at that time, but now the 4K remake has been introduced.

Then I started to worry about what to wear, our third serious date, and I looked heavily through my closet, unable to find anything that would fit.

"I have no clothes to wear." I concluded, "Damn it."

Crane saw Yun Gu glance around, raised his eyebrows: "Is this called having no clothes?"

I collapsed: "None of them can be worn out."

"I won't go if it's a big deal." Tsurumi Yungu said casually, "By the way, two months later, my family's year-end dinner, you should attend."

I complained: "My dog ​​doesn't come back, you go by yourself."

"They want to match me with a fiancée, please."

"He's in charge of the world, and it's up to us?" I twitched the corners of my mouth and fell into deep thought, "Hey, brother, tell me, if I let my family put pressure on Zhongya Zhongye to marry me..."

Tsurumi Yungu looked at me like an idiot: "They will only find you a suitable marriage partner."

"...That's right."

My surname is Tsurumi. This surname is unknown in the magic world, but it is well-known in the society of ordinary people.

The Tsurumi Consortium is one of the famous chaebols in Japan, and my father is the son of the family—I thought this kind of feudal dross should have been banned in modern times, but it didn’t; After following such a custom, it is not too surprising.

In short, the more profound the family or consortium, the more emphasis on feudal etiquette.My father rebelled like Nezha, escaped from the family to support himself, and fell in love with my mother who was an ordinary person and married.

The family was very annoyed at my father's inability to support the wall, and soon announced that he would be removed from the list.

My father always thought he was ordinary until he was in his 20s. It was not until I went home with my mother and met my grandma that my grandma saw at a glance that he was very talented in conjuration and joined the ranks of conjurers.

His rating climbed rapidly, and he soon became one of the four special grades of the year. The family that had abandoned him like a shoe also re-examined the abandoned son, wanting him to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan.

But my father is the same as all conjurers—anyone who can become a conjurer is somewhat paranoid and good at going crazy, completely ignoring the olive branch offered by the family.

Because the family often sent people to harass my mother, and their attitude was not very polite, my father couldn't bear it after learning about it, and returned home for the first time after leaving home for more than ten years, and burned down the family's ancestral home in Kyoto worth tens of billions.

The trouble has come to this point, the family has finally torn face with us.

But after my father passed away, he extended a helping hand to the three of us who depended on each other for life. The reason is... My brother is too talented. He already has quasi-first-level strength at a young age.

My mother has a big heart and doesn't care much about the family, so we are happy with it or not.

In this regard, my brother and I hold the same concept: watch monkeys in a civilized way.

Ordinary people who are pedantic and self-righteous, with calculations and malice that cannot be concealed between drinks, can't contain their fear while longing for our power.The fire my father lit burned tens of billions, and they were scratching their hearts and lungs more than ten years later.

It’s quite interesting to observe occasionally, and some juniors who don’t have long eyes will post it complacently, and then they will be scared to cry by us.

This year's end-of-year dinner is coming again, and this matter has been left behind, anyway, it is still very early before the banquet.

The focus right now should be dating.I was unequivocal, and took Nitzaki and Nazaki elementary school girl into the largest high-end shopping mall nearby. The manager who swiped the card to the shopping mall personally took me to the VIP room to open and collect the books.

"It's so rich." Nagasaki Wild Rose looked envious, "Is this the treatment of a super-level magician? The feeling of wealth and freedom is so cool."

"I was only awarded the special grade this year, mainly because my brother's salary is very high." I encouraged, "You work hard, the money will come quickly."

Nazaki looked even more envious: "Your brother is so kind to you."

Nitro and I looked at each other and made a nasal sound of disdain.

"You are so skinny." Nagasaki touched my side waist, "There is no fat at all, it's a good exercise."

I said sincerely: "I came out of hunger."

"Is it so real!"

"Ah, yes." I said, "When I see food, my first reaction is to think about its calories, and gradually I start to hate eating."

Nazaki pointed to my cup of drink which was still full: "Don't you even drink milk tea?"

Me: "Well, just take a picture and taste it."

She couldn't bear it: "It's so ruthless, it's worthy of being a special grade. Speaking of which, you only eat such a small amount, but you still have the strength to fight..."

Although I use incantation tools, I am a pure mage (?) most of the time. In fact, I don't consume much physical strength, so the level of physical skills is in the middle and upper reaches compared with my peers.

It's the way it is in the industry, and I'm not a weirdo.

Nagasaki: "I can't understand it at all, am I normal?"

I:"?"

……

The date agreed with Zhongya Zhongyuan came soon, and we made an appointment at an unusual theater near my home.

He ordered the menu and asked me what to drink. To be honest, I don’t like this kind of high-sugar drink...but there is orange soda.

I honestly say: "Orange soda."

Zhongyuan Zhong also had a smile in his eyes, maybe he wanted to say how I taste like a child, but he just smiled, and then ordered according to his words.

He handed me the drink, sweat dripping from the orange soda carafe.

Because in 2008, a bite of fried ice fell in love with orange flavor, and this habit has been kept for a long time.

Then we watched a movie, which was a very ordinary literary and fresh film, and I had heard about the plot and content.

I watched it and remembered it was released in 2010.

I was 17 years old that year, and Wujo Wu was waiting for someone at the intersection of the street, and was almost mistaken for a couple by passers-by. The condition of both of them was even worse; Get manic.

From a distance, I saw a man with bright orange hair, who was dressed in black on a hot day.I like oranges, so my mood improved a little bit, so I took Gojo Satoru, who was half-baked by the heat, to buy orange-flavored Buffy.

In a blink of an eye, it was another seven years. The man sitting next to me was staring at the screen, and all the lights in the dim theater gathered in his sharp pupils.

I don't have much interest in watching movies, and I often sneak glances at him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to have noticed it, and met my gaze.

"...Watching a movie." He lowered his voice and said, "Do you think it's not good?"

I want to say that the movie is not as good as yours...but it seems to be too rascal.

So he shook his head and said with a pun, "I like to watch."

He pursed his lips, and in the dim light, the roots of his ears were a little red.

The plot is not complicated.In middle school, the heroine had a crush on Senior Bai Yueguang, and when she plucked up the courage to confess, the senior told her that she had already dated another girl.

Nine years later, when they met again, the misunderstanding was solved, and the two who missed each other held each other's hands.

I looked sleepy.

It's too early to believe in fairy tales, and reality is mostly limited to memories.

Ten years of secret love at every turn, heartbroken, how can there be so many obsessions that must have echoes.

No matter how big love is, it is a whale, but life is an ocean.

Just when I couldn't keep my eyes closed, the film finally came to an end amidst the melodious music, Nakahara seemed a little absent-minded, glanced at the screen, then turned his head and glanced at my face quietly.

After a while, as if he had made up his mind, he finally said, "Peach branch."

I waited for him to speak.

In the twilight, the light is floating, except for the soundtrack of the movie, the surrounding is quiet.Nakahara Zhong also had deep brows, and his blue pupils were staring at me closely, he was nervous.

My heart skipped a beat, and I had a premonition somewhere.

Nakahara Chuya's eyes are like a sea, rolling me to the bottom, going upstream, back to 2007.

He and I were thinking the same thing.

"I don't know if you remember...in fact, we have met before."

The slow light and shadow flowed through Zhongya's handsome facial features.

"You came to me later and gave me a piece of emerald." He chose his words cautiously and paused, "Although at that time... well, anyway, I kept it. This year is also the ninth year."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his hand, and the jade pendant chain was wrapped around his fingertips a few times, the texture was soft and soft.

"Give it back to you," he said.

I frowned: "No."

"It's too precious." He smiled helplessly, "Take it back."

I stared at him stubbornly: "Is this why you asked me to meet?"

Just to return the things to me, so that we can settle the matter and never have to see each other again?

"Ah?...No." Zhongyuan Zhong was also a little flustered, and his tone was a little anxious, "It's not what you think, I—"

He took a deep breath.

For people who are not very good at words, it is too difficult to confess themselves.

Zhong Yuanzhong also speaks very slowly, and I am waiting for his trial, maybe a catastrophe will be imminent.

He was a little clumsy in his earnest explanation, and he explained upside down that he still had no other meaning to the jade pendant, but he just felt that it had been left with him for so long, and he had been thinking about returning it to its original owner for many years; he assured me that this was by no means a metaphorical severance.

My mood improved a lot, and I stared at him pretending to be unhappy, but in fact the corners of my mouth were almost curled up.

Nakahara Chuya's eyes were reflected by the light into a clear sapphire blue, and the clear outline was covered with a soft halo.

"...I've been looking for you for a long time," he said, "but to no avail."

I can't speak.

Of course he couldn't find me. As an ordinary person surnamed Tsurumi, my private information was tightly protected; as a magician named Taozhi, I was even more low-key and invisible.What's more, the information I left him back then was really too little.

Nakahara Chuya smiled at me, smiling like a clear sky, a citrus-flavored weather.

But my rainy season has started suddenly, and the storm-like precipitation will drown people, leaving no time for the dark clouds to breathe.

If I had been braver, I wouldn't have found out that his name was Nakahara Chuya belatedly when we reunited by chance many years later.

……I regret.

"I thought they didn't give it to you." I took the jadeite pendant and traced its texture with my fingertips, "I left my contact information, but you didn't find me. Because I thought it wasn't in your hands. I thought about reporting to the police that I had lost something valuable on Leibo Street, but I decided to forget it, after all, I gave it away.”

Now the surprised person became Nakahara Chuya.

He looked at me with wide eyes: "You... did you leave me a contact information?"