Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

Kise: "...Huh? Are you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also handed me the phone, and I took it with a stiff face.

There was a gust of wind, and the hair on the neck was a little itchy.Kise seemed to realize something, and started asking questions endlessly on the other end of the phone, very gossip, but I couldn't hear clearly.

I dealt with it mechanically and hung up the phone.

For a moment, the air flowing between me and him seemed cramped and stagnant.

We were standing on the side of the road, and a car drove over. The light from far to near was cut by the brim of Nakahara Chuya's hat, casting a small shadow on his face, and his blue eyes looked extraordinarily bright.

"I'm serious," he said.

His eyes chased the dust in the light, and soon fell on my face.

His heart was pounding so that his chest rose, and his palms began to sweat.

This is what I wanted, but when I put it in front of me, my first reaction was unbelievable.

Long experience has taught me that if a thing comes quickly, it is lost just as easily.I should have told him that I miss you too, but out of such considerations, I hesitated and chose to take a step back.

"Nakaya-kun." I took back my crepe from him, "I don't mean to refuse, but...we've only known each other for less than a month."

Zhong Yuanzhong just laughed: "Obviously ten years."

Well, he's right, I can't argue with that.

"Taozhi, you can think about it again." He said.

I said, "What if I don't?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyelids, and suddenly began to stare at me seriously, his gaze was firm and oppressive, his usual warm expression faded away, revealing a certain sharpness that was inevitable.

He raised his eyebrows: "Then I have to work harder."

The oppressive feeling dissipated immediately.

He was gentle and harmless again.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't mention this matter again, so we walked all the way to the theater. The play was called "The True and False Princess", which was adapted from a film directed by the Americans against the background of the Russian October Revolution.

The actors' singing and expressive skills are excellent, and the sets are exquisite and attentive.

Then in the surround sound of the stereo, I fell asleep unconsciously.

Since being rated as a special class this year, although the salary has increased, the amount of tasks has also increased several times.

I was so sleepy that my eyelids were fighting and my reason couldn't persuade me, so I closed my eyes drowsily.

When I woke up because of the noise in the theater, what I saw was a sharp jaw.

I was sleepy at first, but I smelled a faint smell of tobacco, and soon woke up.The light tobacco smell is not annoying, and there is a slight smell of sun-softened cotton.

Seeing me sitting up straight quickly, Nakahara Chu also smiled a little.

"..." I touched the side of my face that was numb from leaning on his shoulder, "I'm sorry, Chuya-kun."

I noticed that he also had a slight bruise under his eyes, so I asked him if he had been working overtime recently.

"In my job, there are very few days when I don't work overtime." He admitted frankly, and then asked me with some anxiety, "...do you mind?"

To be honest, I am the same, who is not a poor social animal.

I shook my head with sympathy: "No."

"That's good," he said.

I had a flash of inspiration and asked, "Speaking of which, have you found that annoying former colleague of yours?"

"...?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't react for a while, and soon suddenly realized, and then his expression turned into disgust and entanglement that I had never seen before.

"He, you can't catch him, just like a slippery mackerel." He tried to pick up some appropriate and decent adjectives for me, "When you meet him, you will be unlucky, and you can't hide from him. Make trouble."

I couldn't help thinking of Gojo Satoru, and sighed: "Some guys can only be called human beings in terms of species."

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded in agreement, obviously as if he had experienced a lot and didn't want to mention more.

We walked side by side in silence, the leaves were rustling and the sound of the wind was pleasant.

……

"I don't understand." Nitro said, "You obviously like him too, and he also said he likes you, why aren't you together?"

I said seriously: "You don't understand, this is the offense and defense of love."

She laughed and scolded me: "I don't know you yet? You are just afraid. What are you afraid of?"

This little thought really couldn't hide it from her.

I actually know what I'm afraid of.

To me, Zhongyuan Zhongya is more like a long-standing spiritual sustenance than a living person, such as the moon hanging in the sky.I wanted to keep him private, but I was afraid that the years of cherishment and joy would be wiped out by love and getting along.

So contradictory, so twisted.

The most tangled things I have done in my life are all related to the Central Plains.

"Don't think too much." Niatz said, "You won't lose a piece of meat if you fall in love, be more courageous."

"That's different..."

"You weren't so entangled when you were ten years old, why did you live back and forth?"

"I didn't even know him when I was ten years old!"

Nitro was speechless: "Then what exactly do you want?"

I thought about it and said honestly: "I don't know, let me figure it out myself."

I struggled with this matter, and couldn't help but sigh every time I thought about it. This state also attracted the attention of the younger generations.

Nazaki was very righteous: "Did you quarrel with that person? I'll beat him up for you."

Gojo Satoru immediately came over: "What, what, is there such a thing? Be sure to tell me to make me happy."

I stared at his face, restrained my urge to punch, and smiled, "Get out."

There are more and more jobs, and the text messages to contact the armed detective agency have disappeared.Knotweed has only swallowed three fingers so far, and it will take at least a year or two before collecting all the fingers.

As the weather turned cold, I actually caught a cold.

I can't believe that the conjurer who has only had a fever once since I was a child has a cold.But it did grab me, coughing and dizzy the first day, hoarse and difficult to speak the next day.

The most unfortunate thing is that Nitro went on a business trip to Hakone, so my cold can only wait for self-healing.

For this reason, I had to regretfully drop my date with Chuya Nakahara.

"I've got a cold." I said helplessly, "I'm sorry, Chuya-kun."

He said it didn't matter, because he also had something to do, and he would accompany his boss to a certain dinner party the next night.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and still went out to do the task - this little illness must not trap me.

As a result, when I walked into the house the next night and threw the long knife on the shoe cabinet in the entrance, the doorbell rang behind me.

I glanced at the monitor, it was Nakahara Chuya, I pressed the door open button without thinking, and then I realized that there was really nowhere to hide my magic tool.

He was already standing at the door, I bite the bullet and pushed half the door open.

It was indeed the attire he had returned from a banquet, with a lead gray suit and a top hat of the same color, and he smelled of alcohol.There was a thin layer of red under his fair skin, and when he saw me open the door, he smiled a little ruffian.

"good evening--"

Zhong Yuanzhong also spoke very slowly.

"Do you feel better?"

I realized he was probably drunk and worried.

I opened the door, turned sideways unnaturally, and tried to cover the magic tool on the shoe cabinet: "Come in, I'll make you some hangover tea."

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head, and hiccupped lightly, like a cat choking on food.

"I just came to see you." He explained solemnly, "I won't go in."

I stared at him, raised my eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

Nakahara Nakaya and I looked at each other, lips moved, looking dazed and tangled.

After a while, he closed his eyes, and drooped his bangs obediently: "...I drank, it's not good. Don't be afraid of me."

I suddenly wanted to laugh.

Chuya-kun, are you so lawful even when you're drunk?

I said, "It's okay, please come in."

He still shook his head stubbornly: "No."

Thinking of teasing, I reached out to grab his forearm, then slid down the fabric, half-grabbed his palm, and dragged him into the door.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned, he didn't resist at all, lowered his head, his blue eyes looked at my hand for a moment, and then I was pulled into the house effortlessly.

I kicked the door shut and pushed him into the living room.

But Zhongyuan Zhong soon stopped moving again.

He raised his hand - the one I held just now, and then slowly took off the glove - his movement of taking off the glove was quite slow, with a kind of indescribable sensuality.

"Come again." Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned, and said slowly and softly, "Just now...wearing gloves."

"... holding hands."

He slowly pressed the back of my hand.

His palm is so hot.