The road of the house owner of the pig in the Chanyuan

In this long-planned three-room trial, after all, Zhizai was no match for Zhenwang and Shier's eyes "threatening". After a long silence, he confessed everything, and every time he said a word, he lowered his head, while the opposite Shier and Zhenwang——Yijier is the most obvious, and his face becomes darker and darker as Naoya keeps uttering words.

"Tsk, have a tryst in the middle of the night in front of my little nephew...Stinky boy, you can really do it."

Suppressing the irritability in his heart and the itching of his fists many times during this period, Shi Er propped his chin on the table, staring at the silent and timid Zhizai in front of him like a quail, squinting his eyes, his eyes darkened, There was a sharp irony in the tone, and a little bit of hatred hidden in it, and he gritted his teeth, "I know that there will be nothing good for you to go out early in the morning."

If he hadn't been concerned about Naoya's body, he would have wished to give the brat in front of him a slap on the head of a pig who didn't know what he was thinking all day long, and then go to the white-haired bastard who was the culprit. Beat the other party all over the ground and swear to never give up.

"Shir, Zhenwang, I..."

Afraid of Yushen'er's demon-like aura, Naoya couldn't help shaking twice, buried his head lower for a while, wanted to explain something, but remembered that he had concealed it first, and suddenly became more guilty , I could only forcefully smile and cautiously begged for mercy, "Don't be angry... Well, I didn't intend to hide it from you, it was because I was recuperating and couldn't find a suitable opportunity. In addition, there are some small misunderstandings between you and Wu, so..."

"Misunderstanding?" Shi Er raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, revealing a very dangerous breath, "I don't think there is any misunderstanding between me and that white-haired bastard."

Fortunately, Riho who was beside him hurriedly comforted him, and at least he stopped Shi Er's increasingly strong 'evil spirit'.

"..." Zhizai, who was blocked for a while by Shier, sighed, and had to hang his head again with a headache, thinking in his heart, how to explain it, so as to resolve Shierhe I really hope they have that little 'prejudice' against Gojo Satoru.

After waking up after escaping from the dead, Naoya could clearly feel that the almost undisguised rejection of Gojo Satoru by Shiji and Mawang, even in front of him, let alone when facing Gojo Satoru alone?

But because of the relationship between the office, several people have to meet each other from time to time. Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, Naoya can completely imagine in his mind what it would be like when the three of them face each other. scene.

The reason for this is so, Naoya can more or less guess some of the reasons—clearly Shier and Mamochi blamed him for walking on the Santu River once, and most of them blamed it on Gojo Satoru, and even vented their anger myself.

Under such circumstances, he secretly responded to Wujo Wu's intentions, which was tantamount to bringing the conflict between the few people to the surface. There is absolutely no escape for the rest of my life, just like this Hongmen Banquet now.

"Actually..." Naoya opened his mouth, wanting to say that he and Gojo Satoru were not impulsive, but when the words reached his lips and were about to slip out, he was interrupted by Zhenwang from the other side unfinished words.

"Master, you don't need to say any more," Zhen Wang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, looking straight at Naoya, with indescribably complicated emotions in his eyes, but in the end, they all turned into a gentle smile on the corners of his lips , "In the final analysis, this is your own life, and it should be your own choice. We cannot influence or hinder your wishes."

However, at the end of the speech, there was a slight sense of loneliness in her eyes, which contrasted sharply with the curvature of her mouth, as if a heavy fist had clenched Naoya's heart.

"Makoto, that's not what I meant." Naoya waved his hand, almost stood up, and hurriedly explained, "I just want to say...you are all important to me!"

"Pfft, thank you, young master." Looking at Naoya's flustered look, Zhenwang couldn't help showing a relieved smile, bending his eyebrows and eyes with a little nostalgia in his eyes, and said softly, "I'm not I don't mean to be serious about this, I just... suddenly remembered the scene when Master Gojo Wu sneaked into your room for the first time many years ago when I was still in the Buddhist monastery."

Naoya was taken aback after hearing this, and didn't understand why Zhenwang suddenly mentioned this matter, but Shier who was on the side heard the words and clicked his tongue in disdain, but didn't say anything after all.

"To be honest, I have gradually forgotten a lot of things back then, but there is one thing I always remember," Zhen Wang looked at Naoya's blank eyebrows, and said warmly, "At that time, even after Master Gojou left, the young master said, I kept smiling, and then I was thinking, if this person can make the young master happy, then it doesn't matter."

"I admit that I did irrationally vent my anger on Young Master Gojo Wu about the young master's matter, although I, like Mr. Shi Er, sincerely think that there is nothing wrong with it," said Zhenwang suddenly After a pause, he lowered his eyes and continued, "But compared to this, I still hope that the young master can be happy."

Naoya's heart palpitated, and an indescribable sourness surged up, as well as the warmth that soaked into the atrium from all directions.

I saw some translucent water flashed in Zhenwang's eyes, and the corners of her eyes seemed to be slightly red. She bent her fingers and wiped it gently, but the gentle arc of her lips did not change at all, only her voice was a little dark. Dumbness means, "Master, from now on, I hope you can enjoy the rest of the time according to your truest wishes, just like you did in that short year."

"Zhenwang..." Infected by Zhenwang's emotions, Naoya's voice also unknowingly took on a choking hoarseness, as if there were thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to say to him, but at the end , but only lowered his head, and whispered from the somewhat dry lips, teeth and throat, with an extremely solemn meaning, "Thank you..."

Riho on the side was equally moved, tears welled up in his eyes unconsciously, he couldn't help but lift up the hand that was blocking Xiaohui's sight and put it to his lips, looking at Naoya and Mamochi with a look of relief.

"Uncle, Aunt Manzo...why are you crying?" Megumi, who was leaning against Riho's arms and finally saw the light again, saw the red corners of Naoya's eyes and the tears in Mamoko's eyes at a glance. Guang, while worried in his heart, was also very puzzled, what happened to make the two of them show such expressions.

Soon, Xiaohui shifted her suspicious eyes to Shi Er who was sitting beside her.

I saw the corners of Shier's mouth with scars turned down, the expression between his brows was impatient, and his eyes were full of incomprehensible responsible emotions, heavy, and it seemed that his whole body was filled with a kind of "" I'm not easy to mess with' the smell of danger.

But this doesn't scare Xiaohui, who gets along with him every day, and who still has a little dislike for him-who makes Shier always like to bully his three-year-old kid when he has nothing to do on weekends.

"You, scoundrel!" Xiao Hui frowned, clenched her fist and was about to smash Shi Er's arm, pouted her mouth, and said righteously, "You are not allowed to bully Uncle!"

Xiaohui's sudden action was like a stone falling into a pond, instantly breaking the originally silent water surface, causing waves of ripples to gather everyone's eyes on his young figure.

Shir: "..."

Knowing how much his little brat likes this uncle Naoya, even seeing this situation and the fact that his previous temper has not completely dissipated, he almost laughed out of breath for a moment.

Even though he had expected it a long time ago, he never expected that Xiaohui had already become so 'partial' towards Naoya. Even though he didn't see anything, among the few people, he still insisted that he was the culprit. He punched him without hesitation.

"Pfft..." Naozai was the first person who didn't hold back his joy and uttered a sound. Seeing Shier staring at him, he quickly covered his mouth, but the unbearable smile was still unconsciously revealed from his eyes. Even his shoulders were shaking non-stop, and a somewhat dull smile came out of his chest bit by bit.

"Xiao Hui, don't worry, your uncle has not been bullied." Riho, on the other hand, was not afraid of Shi Er, with a smile on his face, bent his eyebrows and explained warmly to Xiao Hui in his arms, "You It's your father's fault."

"Hmm...Really?" Xiaohui glanced suspiciously, then looked up at Riho with a gentle smile, finally shifted her gaze to Uncle, frowned and confirmed, "Uncle? "

"Yes, my uncle was not bullied," Naoya nodded with a smile, and replied warmly, "But I still want to thank Xiaohui for your concern."

"That's it..." Saying that, Xiao Hui glanced at Shi Er with some guilt, while the other party was propping his head up, looking at him leisurely, his eyes narrowed slightly, obviously waiting for Xiao Hui's apology.

But she didn't want to, Xiaohui pursed the corners of her lips, turned her head, and buried her face in Riho's arms. After being quiet for a long time, she whispered, "Yes, I'm sorry..." And between the ends of her hair The looming pinna became redder as Xiaohui's voice fell.

"Tch, brat." Shi'er sneered from his nasal cavity, rubbed Xiaohui's head unceremoniously, and twisted Xiaohui's hair, which was already curled up like a sea urchin, into an explosive and fluffy ball Cotton candy, and the originally irritable mood, after this interruption, like a discouraged ball, it has faded a lot.

Although he saw Naoya out of the corner of his eye, he still felt uncomfortable, but at the same time he knew very well that now, it might be difficult to stop Naoya from getting close to that white-haired boy.

Thinking of this, several blue veins sprouted on Shi'er's forehead, and he couldn't help but gritted his back molars twice, and even the frequency of his movements became faster.

Xiao Hui, who knew she was wrong, silently endured Shi Er's childish revenge, until she was interrupted by Naoya who couldn't stand it, and then she couldn't help but stop.

"Shen Er," Zhizai walked up to Shi Er, forcibly pulled the impatient man up from his seat, and then hugged him, enduring the shyness in his heart and the warmth on his face, and whispered sincerely Said, "All this time, really, thank you very much."

A moment of silence.

After about a while, he paused for a moment, and finally raised his arms, as if hesitating, and slowly embraced Naoya, his originally cold eyebrows softened a little at this moment, and he pursed his lips. At the corner of his lips, after a short while, he hummed lightly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "You have a conscience."

As before.

......

After a few people had eaten, the rest of the cleaning work was naturally handed over to Shir, Mamochi and Riho rested and chatted in the living room, and Naoya planned to continue the picture book reading with Xiao Hui earlier.

However, when Naoya saw the ring on the cover page of the story, the excitement and joy in Naoya's heart, which had cooled down a little, boiled again uncontrollably.

"Master, what kind of picture book are you reading?" Noticing that Naoya's expression seemed to be a little strange, he looked at the picture book in his hand and couldn't help asking curiously, "It seems that you are very Like this story?"

"No, actually it's nothing," probably because he had thoroughly clarified the relationship between himself and Gojo Satoru in front of Zhenwang and the others. In addition, he was in a particularly relaxed and happy mood right now. For a moment, Naoya's tense heart suddenly relaxed. It became so much more so that I didn't have much scruples on my mouth. I smiled and said without thinking, "It's just because I got some inspiration from this story, and I was thinking about what kind of ring to give to Wu, so I felt a little... ...."

"Crack-"

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from the kitchen, which interrupted Naoya's unfinished words. He couldn't help being stunned. For some reason, some cold sweat broke out inexplicably behind his back, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he followed the reputation carefully, but saw See Shi Er's back, and, in his hands, the porcelain plate that was forcibly broken into two halves.

There are even large and small transparent bubbles rubbed out by dishwashing liquid on it.