Why aren't people raising me

Masaharu Nakahara went all the way to M Ji in a police car.

Because Natsume Takashi knew that he likes to eat this the most, so he made an appointment here for the meeting place.

Matsuda Jinpei asked Masaharu if he wanted to follow him. After all, no matter from any experience, children after being kidnapped will be frightened and need the company of someone close to them.

"Brother Zhenping, you will be a light bulb when you go in." Yazhi said calmly.

The colleague almost laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up, "Matsuda, you are disgusted by Xiao Masaharu."

Matsuda Jinpei, who was trying to show off his elder brother's strength: "..."

"Then I'll wait for you here." He patted Yazhi on the shoulder, "No one will do anything to you anymore."

After Nakahara Masaharu got out of the car and walked into the store alone, his colleague said to Matsuda Jinpei with great relief, "He is already a big boy, and he feels braver than before."

Matsuda Jinpei was noncommittal,

The colleague continued to sigh, "But I always feel that he is not only braver than before, but also a little arrogant and needlessly reckless. I don't mean it in a pejorative way, but I think Yazhi doesn't take his life seriously. I can't even tell the difference." Is he calm or thrill-seeking? Today, so many of us can only passively follow the instructions of the bomber, but he..."

Dealing with criminals who are violent against them without changing their expressions, sneaking into their camp calmly, and calmly inflicting physical and verbal attacks on criminals in the final counter-kill, this is very important for a well-trained adult. Some difficulties.

The most frightening thing is Masaharu Nakahara's heart.

"Does he really realize how dangerous he is? If he does, is he really a child? I'm going to shudder." The colleague took out a cigarette, Matsuda Jinhei glanced at it, and waved his hand politely.

"I knew this kid was different," Matsuda said.

"Yeah, I just heard you mention it before, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

Matsuda was silent for a while.

He looked in through the transparent window of M, and the figure of Masaharu Nakahara had long been submerged.

"You're right, he doesn't value his own life a little bit." Matsuda's eyes darkened.

The reason why Nakahara Masaharu was willing to put himself in danger and make such crazy moves was because he was full of thoughts of committing crimes and disappearing.

"Although it is a beautiful quality...but..."

But Masaharu Nakahara did not have to assume these responsibilities so early.

There are many people above his head holding up the sky for him.

***

Masaharu Nakahara walked to the most remote table in the innermost part of M Ji.

Natsume Takashi was the only one who entered. The slender young man rested his elbows on the table and lowered his eyes, reading a book to pass the time.

Masaharu Nakahara didn't make any sound, but Takashi Natsume turned his head and looked this way, as if someone told him someone was coming.

Masaharu Zhongyuan understood, "Yinan is here, isn't it?"

The first time he took the initiative to mention the monster, Natsume Takashi was a little surprised, "Well, because he has a gift for you."

gift.

Masaharu Nakahara was stunned.

Thinking back carefully to the end of the third life, Masaharu, who is now in an excellent state of mind, found that he was extremely closed back then.

Natsume Masaharu refused many things, he couldn't feel happiness in the comfort of others, so he also ignored many wishes that were handed over to him.

He understands that the monsters who love him have kind hearts, they are worried about him, and they want to help him, but Natsume Masaharu knows that everything is futile. .

He turned into a firefly, how many creatures are giving up hope, but still waiting for him persistently.

Thinking about it now, Yazhi felt guilty.

Nakahara Masaharu subconsciously looked beside Natsume Takashi, he always had an intuition that the monster Yi Nan was watching him there.

Natsume Takashi said slowly, "Yinan, give it to him."

An envelope appeared in Masaharu Nakahara's hand.

The style is very familiar and simple. It is the kind that everyone uses to send letters, and it is also the thing that Masaharu Natsume came into contact with the most in the last summer.

"What is it?" Yazhi asked, and then he opened his eyes slightly, "Did Yi Nan write to me?"

People are ashamed to say what they say, and they can barely express their inner feelings when they fall on the tip of the pen and jump on the paper.

Masaharu Zhongyuan couldn't believe it, "Yinan, have you learned how to write?"

There was the sound of wings flapping in a trance, Masaharu Nakahara raised his head happily, "Can I open it now?"

There is no doubt about the answer. Masaharu Nakahara sat across from Natsume Takashi, and he opened the envelope. As expected, the writer's brushstrokes were very immature, and the words were not unfamiliar. After all, they were not ignorant of the language.

When the line of sight touched the text, Masaharu Nakahara suddenly felt a feeling of cowardice, Natsume Takashi stared at him tenderly, which made Masaharu who was surrounded by kindness even more at a loss.

He read the carefully transcribed words word by word, and Yi Nan was probably struggling with what to say in this first letter. This was the first real communication between him and Masaharu Nakahara. He had too much Masaharu Nakahara, who wanted to say something but panicked and had no memory, couldn't read it, couldn't comprehend those thoughts, and then felt bored.

Therefore, this letter was revised and revised, and in the end it was just a greeting.

The general idea is that Yi Nan wants to make friends with Yazhi, and hopes that Yazhi can go to Yayuan with him when he is free.

How careful.

How tender and delicate.

Just such a brief message took all the courage of the youkai.

Masaharu Nakahara pursed his lips tightly, feeling his throat was choked up for a moment, and he didn't know what to say.

"Thank you, Yi Nan."

Masaharu Nakahara said solemnly, his expression was tainted with a gentleness and relief that was different from this age group, "I also have something to tell you."

He met Natsume Takashi's dazed eyes and smiled,

"Natsume Masaharu is back."

His memory has gone through a long time, and it is finally completed in Yazhi's soul.

Masaharu reached out and took the hand of the brown-haired boy on the table,

"Natsume Masaharu got what he wanted."

"He has everything he wants, and now he is calm and wants to recognize you."

"Clap."

A tear fell on the back of Masaharu Nakahara's hand, he was stunned, and hurriedly looked at Takashi Natsume.

Natsume Takashi is already different from the appearance in Natsume Masaharu's memory. He is more mature than then, and the breath around him is more peaceful. It seems that because he has seen too many bonds between monsters and humans, his eyes always have a transparent look. .

But now, he is like the child who lost his way and cried in the dark.

The other party once asked Yazhi when he was dying, "Can't I make you live?"

Has this become his most regrettable obsession, a knot in his heart that is difficult to get over. .

Yazhi squeezed his hand even more tightly,

"I have always believed that wounds heal and grief passes, if not healed by time, then healed."

"I'm back, Kishi."

***

When Nakahara Masaharu walked out of M, Matsuda Jinhei was looking at his watch frequently, and couldn't help but want to go in to find him. After so long of no movement, Matsuda Jinpei thought that Masaharu was greedy for cold and fainted in the bathroom.

This happened once, and after that, Masaharu Nakahara couldn't eat ice cream for three months.

"Have we finished talking?"

Seeing the white-haired child push the door and come out, Matsuda Jinpei said goodbye to his colleagues in a hurry and went up to meet him.

"Hmm." Masaharu Nakahara said sullenly,

"Are you crying?" Matsuda Jinhei wiped the corners of Masaharu Nakahara's eyes, "It doesn't look like you've been bullied... After all, how can you endure being bullied by others."

Ever since he saw Masaharu's attitude towards Ida, Matsuda Jinpei realized that this brat was not easy to mess with at all, and one even had to sigh. Ruthless, but able to calm down very well, and recognize who to vent to.

"go home."

"Ah."

"You don't look too happy."

"I'm just a little tired."

Matsuda Jinpei put his arms around his neck, "The carrot is lying to you."

"But the pocket money is gone?"

"Well, this is..."

They passed the police car, Masaharu Nakahara thought Matsuda Jinpei had forgotten, "the car is there."

"I know, but we don't sit."

"why?"

"Fujiwara smoked, and the smell in the car is not good now."

Masaharu Nakahara sniffed his clothes, "But you don't smell of smoke."

"I stood outside for a while, and it's gone."

Masaharu Nakahara was moved for a moment, and put Cool Hands into his pocket, "Then how do we go back?"

"Do you have any plans for the future?"

Central Plains is temporarily busy, father and mother are detained by Gojo Satoru, and he and Xia Youjie are secretive, and they will not come to Central Plains Masaharu today.

Masaharu said, "There is no arrangement, and the homework is all done."

"Want to go to the movies?"

"You have dealt with a big case today. This time should be the time to drink and have a celebration banquet. Brother Zhenping, you don't need to come to accompany me specially. Adults should have their own social interaction."

Nakahara Masaharu smiled when he saw Matsuda Jinpei.

His smile is often uninhibited, but at this time it is a teasing with a joking nature, "If I leave you, the adult's social interaction will become a scolding, and I will be said to be an irresponsible guardian."

Masaharu Nakahara was heartbroken, "Ah, then didn't I deprive Brother Zhenping of his freedom?"

"How many times do you have to say this, I'm going to be angry."

"I was wrong."

"So go watch a movie. It's not the movie version of Naruto X, which is your favorite."

Masaharu Nakahara complained: I still invested.

They diverted to the cinema, and Matsuda Jinpei took a moment to glance at his phone.

On the screen is a text message just sent, and above the text message, there are several notifications that are generally planned.

[It's fixed, at xx villa tomorrow at eleven o'clock. ]

[Never let Masaharu notice, that brat is too smart. ]

[Preparing this for the first time, surprisingly nervous...]

[Will Masaharu like it? ]