Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

We chatted without embarrassment about the weather and drinks.

He asked me: "Are you busy with work?"

I said a universal nonsense: "Uh...it's okay, sometimes I'm busy and sometimes I'm free."

I don't know how my mother introduced me to him, anyway, she definitely didn't tell him that I was a magician, so I didn't dare to speak rashly.

I'm really afraid that he will ask me what my job content is. If I really ask the end, I can only euphemistically say that my function is somewhat similar to Ultraman...

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded: "It's not easy for civil servants."

I:"……?"

It turned out that my mother said that I was a civil servant... It's almost the same, the magic circle is indeed in cooperation with the government, and half of the operating funds are allocated by the government.Yes, then I am a civil servant.

I nodded shamelessly, running my mouth full of trains: "The leaders are relatively pedantic (referring to the old oranges at the top), and the colleagues are not easy to get along with (especially Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie), but the difficulty and intensity of the work are acceptable (I don't want to do it. leave the job to someone else).”

He bent his eyes and smiled: "That's pretty good."

I took the opportunity to ask back: "Then Mr. Zhongye——"

Then I almost bit my own tongue, so shameless, I started to call him the king of the family!But I am really shameless: "Can I call you that?"

"Huh? . . . well. Of course," he said.

"I heard that Mr. Zhongye is in the port trading company." I just googled across the road, and I was somewhat impressed by the few lines of introduction, "The joint venture company must be very hard, right?"

Nakahara Chuya's expression was a little weird: "...It's, okay? It's just that you have to work overtime often, and the salary is okay."

Very good, since we have to work overtime, we have a common topic.I complained about my unreasonable task intensity, he listened and nodded, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

He doesn't seem to be able to drink bitter, so he ordered the signature American, but he only tasted a small sip.He took another sip when he was listening to me, and frowned to show a disgusted expression. It was only a short moment before I caught it.

I tried my best to keep the expression on my face from collapsing, and my heart was already full of flowers.

Zhongyuan Zhong also asked me what I usually like to do, and I felt a little bit in my heart.I like smoking, drinking, racing, and playing games. I have all the vices of adults. Besides that, I persecute friends like pigs and dogs. Can this be said?

I picked the one that is more eloquent: "I usually collect motorcycles."

His eyes lit up, and when he discussed with me, he seemed to be an expert in it.I complained to him that Augusta has been coquettish and hard to drive for decades, and that the modified Lamborghini is so expensive that it is unreasonable. I accidentally said hi, and Zhong Yuanzhong listened quietly. , and suddenly lost his voice.

I was a little embarrassed and asked: "...do you think it's strange that girls like these?"

It's just not my style to ask this kind of question.

"No." Zhong Yuanzhong also said as a matter of course, "Isn't it very individual?"

I pursed my lips and smiled at him, and he smiled back.

We stared at each other for a while, and the air suddenly became thick and slow.

His eyes swept over me, a leather silver chain choker, a denim jacket, a pure black racerback vest inside, and even the decorative ring is a ChromeHearts skull.

...I suddenly feel nervous.Is it too personal to wear it on a date?

He was clean, decent and appropriate, but it seemed that I was particularly indifferent.

But Zhong Yuanzhong didn't say anything.

Pets are a safety topic.He said that he has always wanted to raise a cat and dog, but he was too busy with work and was afraid that he would not be able to take good care of it.I got excited, and quickly took out my mobile phone to show him the cat at home, which is a beautiful blue twin sister.

"It's called blue tea, and it's very sticky." I said enthusiastically, "I'm not afraid of strangers, anyone will touch it, and it's especially good for business... that's right."

I suddenly realized: "Is Chuya-kun a cat or a dog?"

He stopped breathing for a moment: "... cats. I like cats more."

Great, I'm a cat pie too.

Just when I was thinking about asking him to go to the movies with him later, Nakahara Chuya’s cell phone rang, he left his seat to answer the call, and came back and said to me sincerely: “Sorry, the boss called and asked me to deal with it. something."

I slowly tightened my fingers holding the coffee cup.

He pursed his lips, staring at me with cobalt blue pupils for a moment, and said in a very serious tone, "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to miss the appointment...Miss Tsurumi, can you give me your contact information? Wait When I'm free, I'll treat you to a meal and make amends."

"It's okay." I smiled decently and handed him the phone, "Mr. Zhongye is busy first, please contact me when you are free."

"Hmm." He looked at me with some trepidation, "You won't be angry, will you?"

I said: "If you still remember to contact me, don't be angry."

He smiled: "Well, definitely."

Zhongyuan Zhongye seemed to be relieved, pinched my mobile phone, entered his phone number, typed the note of "Zhongyuan Zhongye" seriously, and then waved his hand to say goodbye to me.

I followed him out of the store with my eyes, happy and melancholy at the same time, my whole being was about to split.

Rationally, he knew that he had found an excuse to skip the date, but emotionally he wanted to believe it.

I sat alone for a while and called the waiter to pay the bill. The blond waiter told me: "The gentleman just paid for it."

I didn't have the energy to say thank you, and walked aimlessly on the street, not knowing where Gojo Satoru drove my car, and the key was still in his hand.

As a result, I walked along the commercial street for 10 minutes, and I saw Gojo Satoru at the gate of the video game city. He squatted in front of a computer and played a 1V1 fighting game with elementary school students. After winning, he said happily to the little boy Biye: " I said I am the strongest!"

I really felt that I couldn't afford to lose this person, so I stopped, turned around and left.Gojo Satoru has six eyes and a 360-degree field of vision. Of course he noticed me not far away and quickly caught up.

"The date is over so soon?" He said with a suppressed smile on his face, "I told you that you can screw it up yourself."

I couldn't bear it anymore: "Shut up!"

Gojo Satoru comforted: "It's okay, this is only the first time, and it will be even worse next time, come on."

I wanted to take out the magic tool to chase him down again, I quickly said to myself, this is the street, this is the street, this is the street...

"Oh, by the way, Taozhi." He stopped and called my name in a serious tone, "I'm going to tell you something. Because I'm a little curious about what kind of man can change your temperament, I'm across the street Looking at it from a distance, it can basically be confirmed.”

I was confused: "What?"

Wujo Gojo laughed: "The person you like is not a person."

I was stunned.It's hard, the fist is hard.

"What are you talking about?" I looked at him in amazement, "Just don't see me like this? I'll definitely tell him when I date him!"

"Obviously the date is dirty..."

"Gojo Satoru, do you want to die?"

"I'm serious! He's not human!"

I endured and endured, and finally picked up my purse and threw it at his handsome face: "He may not be a human, but you must be a dog!"

……

There is nothing to look forward to from a wronged friend, and it is not the first day I know him.

I was thinking wildly, my mood went up and down, and I would get nervous when I heard the notification sound of a message on my phone, and when I saw that it wasn't Zhongyuan Zhongye, I turned off the screen resentfully.

In order to avoid continuing to think wildly, I put my mobile phone in my bag and took the initiative to pick up two tasks to do.

When it was over, I turned on my phone and checked: nothing happened.

"Hello? Come out for a drink." I contacted my friends, "...I'm broken in love."

My friends were originally "very busy", but when they heard the second half of the sentence, they immediately coughed twice and asked me where the coordinates were tonight, without exception.

"It's just a joke." Nitzi explained sternly, "You're a love insulator who has finally opened up. Isn't this caring?"

I laughed and scolded: "You can pull it down, I don't know what virtue you have?"

"Okay, Barhighfive, be there before eleven o'clock."

So I put on my eyeliner and red lips again, and I checked the time. At 10:30, the lights were feasting outside the window, and the nightlife in Tokyo had just kicked off.

"Drip-"

Ah... this voice is, news.

[Chuya Nakahara: Sorry, I just finished my work. 】

[Nakahara Chuya: Are you asleep? 】

I typed quickly: [Not yet. 】

He: [I'm free tomorrow night, do you have time? 】

Me: [Of course! 】

His messages popped up one after another: [Then I have ordered a restaurant, I hope you will like it. 】

[I'm sorry about today's incident. 】

[By the way, Tsurumi. 】

【Have we met before? 】

Staring at that sentence, I slowly closed my fingers.