Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

After he finished speaking, he coughed twice, and I felt my face start to heat up. Fortunately, the foundation is thick enough, so I shouldn't show embarrassment.

"Then...then I'll try it now."

I opened the gift bag, and I saw the pattern on the packaging of the lipstick in the big advertisement on the glass curtain wall of the shopping mall. It is a limited edition of the season.I took out the small mirror and tested the color on my lips. It was a very beautiful low-saturation orange red when applied thinly.

"Thank you Chuya." I looked left and right in the mirror, "I like it very much."

He: "...um."

"Did you buy a present for my mother?" I looked at another gift bag, probably some kind of handmade pastry, and the place of origin was written in Kanagawa, "By the way, how did you know each other..."

A middle-aged woman who plays mahjong at home every day, and a young and promising executive of a foreign trade company, the styles of the two are too incompatible.

I just remember that my mother has been talking about this man to me for a long time, saying that he is very nice, and that my grandma likes him too—wait a minute, so why does my grandma know him too!So they already knew Zhongye and I didn't? !

Zhong Yuanzhong also said embarrassedly: "Probably because... I did her a little favor?"

The process was very simple. A group of second-year middle school boys who did not speak martial arts wanted to rob my grandma, but they were bumped into by Zhong Ye who was passing by, and he punished them severely and sent my grandma home.

Zhong Yuanzhong also described them in this way: "Bullying old people with bad eyes..."

I was silent, maybe it was my grandma wearing sunglasses that made him misunderstand, but her eyes are very good, and the reason for wearing sunglasses is...she is a magician!

Curse spirits know that most people can't see themselves and feel bored, so they will give priority to picking targets who can see themselves in the crowd; and magicians usually wear sunglasses or colored glasses in order to avoid trouble when they meet the line of sight with the curse spirits. .

"Ah...ah, yes." I laughed dryly, "Thank you Chuya, I remembered, grandma did tell me about it before."

Grandma wouldn't take the initiative to talk about such trivial things, but when she talked to me on the phone, she was always full of praise when talking about Zhongye.

The tablet I bought for her has been sitting at home to eat ashes, and it was Zhongye who taught her how to use it.I never thought about why the old lady knew him before. She took it for granted that he was the child of my mother's friend. My mother wanted to match us and introduced him to my grandmother.

Didn't you think you met your grandma first?I'm a little shocked.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also asked me: "Your grandparents are all Chinese, so do you have a Chinese name?"

I laughed and said, "Doesn't the name Taozhi look like a Chinese name? It's taken from 'Three Two Branches of Peach Blossom Outside the Bamboo'."

"Oh, is that so?" he said, "Sorry, I don't quite understand."

"It's okay, I'm not very good at speaking Chinese." I didn't change my face, "Because it's too difficult, much more difficult than English."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also nodded with concern.

After finishing the meal, Nakahara looked at the steak that was only cut into one third on my plate, and asked, "Is it not to your liking?"

"No, please don't worry, I really just have a small appetite." I tried to look sincere, "One or two bites will fill you up."

He probably didn't know much about the normal food intake of ordinary women, so he nodded in confusion: "That's it."

In fact, I eat less because I still have some eating disorders. When I was young, I lost weight because of my appearance anxiety. Later, I finally eased a little in the self-reconciliation of repeated pulling and hard work.

There are probably some fears and habits that will accompany me throughout my life, and I still dare not open my appetite to eat and drink.

"Actually..." Zhong Yuanzhong also said with some hesitation, "If, I mean, if you have the idea of ​​controlling your weight, there is no need for it. You look better if you are a little fatter."

I stared at him: "Really?"

"Well." He said, "And no one stipulates how many catties a girl must weigh."

I complained: "Although Mr. Zhongye said so, he is very thin."

"...No! They are all muscles, so they look thinner."

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated to speak, as if he wanted to say something, and I waited for him to speak.I don't know what I'm stubborn about. I expected him to tell me that he also remembered me, but he didn't. He just paused slightly and brought the topic to another place.

He paid the bill and said he would take me home.Fortunately, my home is not far from here, two kilometers away, so he accompanied me on a slow stroll all the way back.

The sky is dark, the evening wind is blowing, the street lights are gradually turned on, and the shadows of the street trees and the yellow lights interweave a quiet and gentle atmosphere.

His forehead hair was gently lifted by the wind, revealing a smooth forehead.

Nakahara Zhongya is the same age as me, 24 years old, but just looking at his face, he seems to be underage. He still has a youthful air that hasn't faded away, while I am already a mature social animal who loves to fool around.I really want to smoke, but now that he is by my side, it's not like I can't bear it a little bit.

"Are you going back to Yokohama later?" I suddenly remembered, "If I go back, it will take an hour or two, right?"

"I have a house in Tokyo," he explained.

Zhongyuanzhong also reported the name of a community, I thought about it, and I have the impression that it seems to be in Chiyoda.It's not too surprising, the young talents my mother talked about are definitely not bad in terms of economic conditions.

"Could it be that Mr. Zhongye is actually a rich second generation?" I joked, "There are so many properties at such a young age."

"What are you talking about?" He smiled, "I don't have any parents."

I was embarrassed: "Huh?...Sorry."

He shook his head: "It's okay."

My mother doesn’t seem to have told me about his family’s situation. I’ve never experienced the feeling of being short of money because of my job as a conjurer, but ordinary people don’t rely on the support of their parents. It’s quite an achievement to be so rich at the age of 24. Which means he must—

"What university did Nakaya-kun graduate from?" I asked, "It must be a famous university. Todai? Waseda? Keio?"

He was silent: "...Neither, not at all."

I took it for granted that he is so young and promising, and works in a foreign trade company, he must be a graduate of a famous university, maybe he is the kind of child prodigy who finished college at the age of 15.

"...It's just an ordinary school." Nakahara Chuya said, "Ah, by the way, what about you?"

I choked: "..."

He must be being modest by not mentioning the name of the school, and he was waiting to tell me something.Then how do I tell him that I didn't go to college at all, and I went to work directly after graduating from the High School of Conjuration?

Will be looked down upon, absolutely will!

My forehead was almost dripping with cold sweat: "I, I am also a very ordinary school, haha, I am a scumbag."

He made a muffled "hmm".

I didn't dare to ask any more because I was guilty, and he didn't mention the topic of education, so we just wandered all the way downstairs to my house.

Zhong Yuanzhong also handed me two gift bags: "I won't go up, say hello to Aunt Ruiyun for me."

"...Oh." I took the bag, bit my lower lip, and whispered, "Mr. Zhongye, you always call my mother by my name...why don't you call me Taozhi?"

He was stunned: "...can I?"

"Ah."

"Okay." Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips and smiled at me, "Taozhi, hurry back."

I brushed my face at the gate, and the iron gate of the yard opened slowly.I had just taken two steps, and when I looked back, Nakahara Nakaya was still standing there with his pocket in one hand, the light from the street lamp traced his handsome outline, and the black leather jacket shone even brighter.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't seem to expect that I would turn around, seeing me staring at him, his first reaction was to look down at his clothes.

Then he left his pocket, flattened his clothes, and looked at me again.

...is he nervous?

I walked back to the iron gate with small steps and said loudly to him: "Mr. Zhongye, you are very handsome today!"

He was stunned for a moment, then looked away, trying to raise the corners of his mouth, and finally raised his head generously, bending his eyes at me.

Light fell into his blue pupils like stars.