Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

I certainly wasn't meeting him for the first time.

He is from Yokohama, and I went to Yokohama when I was 14 years old.

At that time, I had a little illness, took hormone medicine, and gained weight quickly like a balloon.

My wronged brother Tsurumi Yungu took me to Yokohama while he was on a mission, but he went to hunt down the curse spirit halfway and left me without morality.I went round and round to a slum, and chose to sit on the roof of an abandoned residential building.

Four stories high, without a balcony fence, I swing my legs in the air and look at the skyline. As far as I can see, there are ruins and low-rise single-family buildings. pit.

It is probably because of natural disasters such as meteorites that there are such vast potholes.

A group of teenagers and girls passed by downstairs, about thirteen or fourteen years old, one of them with orange hair seemed to look up at me.

I don't care too much.

Because of my figure, I was teased by male classmates, and I was already able to feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, but I couldn't see any flaws on my face.

They just wondered if the fat man was overwhelmed, and probably thought it was quite humorous.

I sighed at my dead phone, where did Tsurumi Yungu go?

A male voice came from behind, it was in the period of voice change, a little hoarse.

"Hello," he called.

Turning his head, he saw that it was a boy with orange hair and clear blue eyes.

I looked back very casually.

If he says something bad, I will teach him severely, just like teaching those male classmates who speak badly in private. This is Yokohama, and I can't be lenient.

He took half a step forward and stopped again.

"It's easy to fall if you sit there," he said. "You can't die from a fall from the height of a four-story building, but you may have a comminuted fracture all over your body, which is more painful than death."

I was stunned for a while, and suddenly wanted to laugh.

... So he thought I was going to commit suicide?

He frowned, his eyes full of undisguised concern.

"I don't want to live anymore." I thought of teasing him, and deliberately said in a deep tone, "Is life always so cruel?"

The exaggerated acting almost made me laugh out loud, but he took it seriously, and was silent for a while, as if he was phrasing.

He said very seriously: "...you have to live first before you can get better."

"You don't know what I've been through, how do you know that I'll get better?"

"Then you'll only get worse if you jump down," he said. "Well, come up quickly."

He walked towards me, his eyes wary.The serious look is so cute, like a huge electric fan, blowing away the dark clouds that linger in my heart.

The sun is shining brightly, the sky is clear, and the cicadas are hiding among the trees and singing tirelessly.

The hot wind flowed over my cheeks, puffing up the skirts of the young man in front of me.His tangerine hair fluttered wildly, and his pupils were bluer than the coastline of Yokohama.

I wanted to tease him, like pretending to slip and fall.But when he stopped in front of me, the mischievous thoughts disappeared immediately.

Although I was very cooperative, he was still a little worried and sent me to the street.

I asked him to borrow my cell phone, called Tsurumi Yungu, and condemned him for leaving my sister behind.

I hid in the shade between the small buildings to talk, and he walked across the street.

The golden sun spread behind him, the leaves of the trees were scorched by the hot wind, and the cicadas were still singing. During the waiting time, he turned his head and looked at me casually.

This scene looks like the poster for a summer road movie, and the next second we're supposed to drop everything and run into the sun.

But life is not a movie.

He bought two cups of fried ice and handed me the orange flavored one.

"Why don't you get me another glass?"

He glanced at me: "Don't push yourself...have you contacted your brother?"

"Ah, he said he would come to pick me up."

The fried ice probably has pigment added, and the orange is very bright, just like the tail of his hair.I was digging a cup of fried ice worth tens of yen, and I felt unprecedented happiness in my heart.

He told me that this was Saihachi Street, a well-known slum in Yokohama, and wondered why I had wandered here from the port.

I said casually, "Maybe it was to meet you."

He seems to be easily shy: "...Hello."

Not long after, Tsurumi Yungu came to pick me up.I squeezed the fried ice cup I had finished, and turned to ask him: "What's your name, I will come to play with you next time."

His eyes wandered around me, and finally looked at the valuable jade pendant hanging on my chest.

He shook his head and chuckled: "This is not where you should come, go back quickly."

After saying this, he turned around and left. I subconsciously chased after him, but within two steps, I was stumbled.

There are puddles on the ground, and I see my reflection—I stop abruptly.

Anxiety and inferiority sprang up from the ground and entangled my legs. With inexplicable reluctance in my arms, I sent him off with my eyes.

The boy's back was thin and straight, as if he had noticed my gaze, he looked back at me.

He also stopped, lowered his eyebrows, and showed a somewhat helpless smile, then walked forward with his back turned to me, and waved to me gently.

...It was already ten years ago.

……

[Nakahara Chuya: Did we meet somewhere before? 】

I don't know how to answer it, but it seems a bit too attentive to directly explain what happened many years ago.

When I finished polishing the text message, the new news from Zhongyuan Zhongye came again: [Maybe I remembered it wrong, then, see you tomorrow. 】

I clicked cancel sending, feeling an unspeakable sense of loss in my heart.

But thinking of meeting him tomorrow, my mood immediately improved, and I immediately called the bad friends who had promised to come out to drink and heal their injuries, and I slammed them away without any psychological burden.

"Isn't it—"

"Won't Taozhi really be able to marry?"

"Unscientific?"

"Isn't she the Gojo Satoru type? Shouldn't she be single until she's 50?"

Gojo Wu's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hey, what do you mean? Comparing me with Taozhi is too much!"

I chose not to care about these idiots, picked up the blue tea and kissed wildly, the cat was so kissed by me that it jumped onto the window sill and wanted to jump off the building, staring at me cautiously and unhappily; before I was excited enough to go downstairs to kill the curse spirit , my brother is back.

Tsurumi Yungu looks a lot like me, with thin lips and pointed eyes.He and I are always regarded as villains because of our looks—"At first glance, it looks like a big villain who can do no evil, but the villain Chu Sanguan follows the five senses."Sometimes when I look at his face, I also feel that this person must be scheming.

He asked me speechlessly, "What's going on?"

I shouted hoarsely: "Brother! I seem to have someone I like!"

Him: "Oh."

I demanded: "You have to take me to a date tomorrow. I haven't driven for a long time, and I forgot how to drive."

Tsurumi Yungu was expressionless: "Step on the gas pedal hard, and then take your hands off the steering wheel."

I twitched the corner of my mouth: "Only a hearse can drive like this?"

Tsurumi Yungu: "Conjurer is a profession that accompanies curse spirits."

"If you don't send me off, I have to start the car, won't I be hated by Chuya?" I skillfully kidnapped him morally, and sighed, "Mr. Tsurumi, you don't want your sister to lose her hit Destined husband, right?"

Tsurumi Yungu gave me a sideways look, went back to the room decisively, and shut me out.

The next day, my mother also came back from my grandmother's house, carrying a big bag and a small bag in her hand.She changed her shoes at the entrance of the living room, and when she saw me in a white dress on the sofa, she was so frightened that she dropped the plastic bag, and the oranges inside rolled all over the floor.

My mother said sadly: "Baby Taozhi, what's wrong with you?"

I was shocked: "Mom, don't you call me non-mainstream every day? Is it okay to wear normal clothes today?"

My mother was not comforted by me, but asked suspiciously, "Do you have no living expenses?"

I:"????"

"Today I'm going on a date with Zhongya Zhongyuan." I proudly painted a picture for her, "I'm going to be out of order soon——"

In the end, my mother was not as happy as she imagined. She looked at me in confusion: "Is it really possible for people to like you?"

……

It is difficult to choose a means of transportation, and you cannot ride a motorcycle if you wear a skirt.And the driver's license test was completed early, and I was pressed to eat ashes. To be honest, I have forgotten how to drive. Tsurumi Yungu left the house early again. It is not easy to call Uber at home...

I thought about the difference between two wheels and four wheels. I sat in the main driver's seat, held the reverse wheel and thought about which of the three pedals below was the clutch, and then the phone rang before I turned the car key.

The assistant supervisor said: "Taozhi, there is a super magic spirit that needs you to deal with..."

"Gojo Satoru for this kind of thing!" I complained loudly in dissatisfaction, "It's so annoying, why are you working so much this month?!"

"Gojo Satoru is also working..."

But since the task is coming, I still have to deal with it, and there is no need to worry about driving. The assistant supervisor will come to pick me up directly.

When he saw me, he looked like he saw a ghost: "Who are you!... Cough, why are you dressed like this?"

I said blankly: "I am your father, ever-changing. Lead the way."

There is still one hour before the time agreed with Zhong Ye.