Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

I didn't speak.

In just a few seconds, I was overwhelmed with great joy, followed by worry.

It is impossible to hide the matter of the conjurer from him for the rest of his life. Although he may not mind the nature of his profession, I have indeed lied to him. If it is known...

And Nakahara Chuya's lips were tightly lined, staring at me intently, waiting for my response.

The conversation just now replayed in my mind, I widened my eyes and said in surprise: "...you really don't like cats!"

Zhong Yuan also looked at me in shock: "...Huh?"

"Okay, Nakahara Chuya." I put my hips on my hips and said domineeringly, "When we first met you said you were from the cat pie, you lied to me."

"Ah... sorry." He pursed his lips guiltyly, "Then you..."

I answered another question: "If we date, I agree."

When these words came out unexpectedly, Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned.He reacted quickly, walking towards me with a smile, bright as the dawn.

I was almost on fire under his warm and silent gaze.

Of course, this is not the first time I have been confessed by someone. Before I lost weight, a boy had already told me that he liked me; There are many, many expensive gifts from the brokerage company.

As long as there is a good-looking skin, it is effortless to harvest the favor of most of the opposite sex.

I have seen many curse spirits born of love and hate, such as jealous ex-girlfriend found a boyfriend with better conditions, and curses caused by excessive jealousy.Love and hatred distort people's faces and make them not like themselves, and the opposite sex is also not a good thing.

I simply divide ordinary men into two categories, one is the younger brother, who behaves very naively and selfishly in all aspects, and has difficulty empathizing with and understanding others; , trying to tell you what to do with your life.

The former is still a little cute because of his youth and recklessness, while the latter is completely worthless.

I'm sure that Zhongyuanzhong is not any of the above. When he appeared on the stage, the rest of the world had to be reduced to green leaves, a foil, and a mud idea thrown to the ground by Nuwa.

Metaphor is a dangerous thing, and the fall starts from the moment of specializing ordinary people-I can't avoid it.How can I be exempt?

Zhong Yuanzhong also told me something.I couldn't hear very well, I could only see his eyes.

We chatted aimlessly while shopping.

Today is a fine weather with a breezy face, with a little chill of late autumn.My cold is still not fully recovered, and I am afraid of infecting him, so I still wear a mask on my face.

Zhong Yuan also laughed at me: "Sunglasses and a mask, are you a big star?"

I must be shameless: "If I hadn't retired back then, it should be popular in Asia now."

He was very cooperative: "Then I will be scolded by your fans."

Me: "Isn't it? Considering this day, I quit the circle, am I good enough for you?"

Zhong Yuan still smiled: "Well, thank you very much."

I was attracted by the signboard of the ice cream shop on the street, and then I was mercilessly dragged away by Zhong Yuan.

I squatted on the ground and refused to move, the rascal said: "I want to eat that."

He resolutely refused: "But you haven't recovered from your cold yet."

"Don't underestimate people, I'm super strong." I said, "How can a mere cold knock me down!"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood, looking at me rather helplessly, and people around had already started watching us.

A passing child looked up and asked his mother, "Mom, what is this aunt doing?"

The mother didn't answer, she lowered her head and led the child to leave quickly.

I'm not afraid of embarrassment, anyway, my face is completely blocked.

It didn't take long for Zhong Yuanzhong to compromise: "Okay... anyway, you only have one bite."

So we went to queue for ice cream.The reason why it attracts me is that it has launched a new flavor - 【Lime Tangerine】.Zhongyuan Zhong also saw the promotional poster pasted up, and he looked at me helplessly, and I met his gaze confidently—is there anyone who can refuse the orange flavor?

Soon it will be our turn.After taking a photo, I took a sip and handed it to Nakahara Chuya naturally.

"Very good." I nodded very satisfied, "I went out with my friends, and they all said I wasted food, and now Youzhong has helped me deal with it."

"It's not much, you can eat it yourself."

I pretended to be dissatisfied: "Okay, Zhongye, are you going to tell me what to do when we first started dating? Doesn't it mean that I am not qualified to decide the color of the curtains in the future?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also lazily took a bite of the ice cream, and smiled: "Listen to you."

He held the ice cream in one hand, and his shoulders were very close to me. The back of his hand swayed as he walked, and gently rubbed against the back of my hand, like a cat's tail sweeping, itchy and soft.

I said, "Then let's get married tomorrow."

Zhongyuan Zhongye stopped in his footsteps, showing a surprised look: "..."

In fact, I’m purely talking about it, after all, I occasionally make some jokes with my friends-"It’s so pitiful, single dog, if you are 35 years old and no one asks us to get a certificate", "Okay, then go to get married tomorrow Right", "Impossible, get out"... So when I blurted out, I didn't realize what I said.

I took the initiative to relieve the situation: "I'm just kidding."

"……Um."

We talk about the past.

I have been a bully on campus since I entered kindergarten. I can’t say that I have no respect for my elders. It can also be called a bully (?); since I was a child, no one beat me. Come out at some time to support the scene for me.

Relying on my excellent strength (and Tsurumi Yunya), I grew up to the age of junior high school smoothly, and finally met my fateful first opponent-Kyoya Hibari.

I am undoubtedly a middle-aged Asian B. The first thing I do when I enter the classroom is to put the bag on the seat. I am surprised to find that I have already put on someone else's coat on the seat where I sat since I was a child. The style is male.

As the saying goes, in the hometown of the king by the window in the back row, I couldn't bear my throne being taken away, and since then I have fought with the ruler of Bingsheng Middle School.

I have to say that he is really too strong, and my personal martial arts level is all based on training with him, and I hardly improved afterward.

Central Plains also heard the name "Skylark Kyoya", and his expression was a little unnatural.

He asked: "The Hibari Kyouya you mentioned is not from the Fengji Consortium..."

I thought about it: "Yeah, he's still a mafia."

And then added: "—damn the Mafia!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"You don't seem to want to hear me say anything about the Mafia." I asked sharply, "Why?"

He showed that hesitant expression again, as if I was bullying someone.

I raised my eyebrows: "Speaking of which, Zhong Ye said his name when he was drunk."

Zhong Yuan also had a calm expression, but I found that his movements of holding things became a bit sluggish.

He asked, "What?"

"Let me think about it, I can't remember it."

I took my time, like a cat teasing a mouse, taking his well-disguised anxiety into my eyes, "...It always feels like a girl's name, could it be an ex-girlfriend?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned back his blue eyes and stared at me seriously: "There is no ex-girlfriend."

My heart trembled for no reason, and I looked at him silently.

He unlocked the phone, opened the line interface and handed it to me: "Do you want to check?"

Of course, it is impossible for me to be polite to him, but you offered to come here for nothing.

I took a rough look at the contact interface, and there was only one woman besides me, and the note was "big sister".

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a frank look, but quietly lowered his eyelashes to look at me several times.

I exited the line directly and felt that he seemed to hold his breath slightly.

Then I swiped twice and clicked directly to the gallery.

Nakahara Chuya's expression became a little unnatural: "..."

There are a lot of photos, most of which are objects, and it can be seen that they were taken for the purpose of communicating with people or recording something.I locked myself at a glance among the dense photos in the gallery-the only portrait.

"Oh, Mr. Zhongye." I opened the big picture calmly, "I remember that I posted this one a year ago, and it has been transferred to private viewer for a long time. How did you get it?"