[Comprehensive] Strategy game of self-delusion

Yokohama's traditionally good weather continued until the day she was due to leave.

As usual, I followed Mr. Chuya to the bar, "I heard that Mr. Chuya has a lot of good wine at home, why do you always like to go to the bar?"

"Otherwise, take you back to my house for a drink?" Nakahara asked back.

This sentence reveals a little intimate information, which makes Lihua, who smells the meaning of this layer, laugh like a sneaky cat, "Mr. Chuya's words have nothing to do with your going home."

That meaningless ending word was raised, as if asking him more but acting like a baby.

His eyes shifted from the road ahead to her body. The girl in a long black dress had snow-white skin and delicate features, like a doll placed in a window, but if she was really like a doll, she could be manipulated by others Enough.

"Reject." He raised his eyebrows, "I don't want to bring a strange woman home."

"It turns out that I am positioned as a 'strange woman' in Mr. Nakaya's heart?" Lihua wondered, "And is it a 'woman'? Mr. Nakaya, who has repeatedly said that I am underage, should know that I am still a girl That's all."

She said seriously, "Women and girls are two very different concepts."

Therefore, why did he distinguish this kind of thing? It is really unnecessary for Chuya Nakahara, but when she emphasized it, he said perfunctorily, "Oh, girl."

Just like this, the light in her eyes seemed to light up, like falling stars in such a night, "Mr. Nakaya, is it because I'm leaving tomorrow, so you let me go today?"

Transfer?Zhong Yuanzhong also listened to this word and thought for a while, but it didn't seem to be true.

This child is blunt most of the time, which is a headache. It is not a good thing to meet him, but every time she provokes him to the critical point of anger, she is soft and soft, so that people can't say anything too much. .

In short, more headaches.

But the more times you do it, the more you will get used to it, and even figure out how to get along with her.

It's also very simple, as long as you follow her instructions, most of the time the child will only show a happy smile.

Even though he knew it, Zhong Yuanzhong was not very willing to do that, because if he kept following her wishes, he would have a subtle feeling that he had been tamed.

"Was there a time I didn't give in to you?" He asked back, raised his hat slightly, and looked at the back of the girl in front of him.

Sandalwood-colored long hair hangs down to the waist and back, and the neat tail sways and dances as she walks. The skirt just reaches the knee position, revealing a straight snow-white calf and slender ankles sunken on both sides.

The particularly conspicuous silver anklet was pendant with a sapphire blue gemstone.

This is not the first time Zhongyuan Zhongye saw this anklet, but it was the first time he cared so much.

[Who gave it to her? 】

After getting along for a while, Nakahara thought he knew her quite well. He liked to linger in all kinds of street food more than jewelry stores, and would buy an extra copy for him, even though he had rejected her many times.

"Anyway, if Mr. Nakaya doesn't eat, I can finish two servings." She patted her flat stomach, "Don't look at me like this, I can still eat it, and I'm not a physique that tends to gain weight. "

"If you don't buy an extra serving, it will be difficult to deal with the food that Mr. Chuya likes one day."

With such a reason, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't say anything.

Pull back the slightly disjointed thinking and go back to the anklet. Except for the thin ankle, the girl's ears, neck, wrist and fingers are not wearing any ornaments. She once said, I don't like wearing jewelry.

But from the day they met, they have been wearing that anklet.

The place where the sapphire is connected is not a simple silver chain, but several English letters connected together.

[Bell, it seems to be pronounced like this, it doesn't sound like a woman's name. 】

The girl in front was still walking briskly, with a look of high interest, but suddenly stopped, the small sapphire was still shaking, showing a sudden sense of presence, she turned her head slightly, Finally answered his previous question, "If you think about it carefully, Mr. Chuya is indeed accommodating me."

The side face was partially blocked by the hair, the bridge of the nose was slightly high and straight, and the pink lips were slightly raised, "Hey, Mr. Nakaya?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted, and passed her non-stop, "How long do you want to stand? I don't want to hear that you missed the departure time tomorrow because you got up late."

This time, Lihua didn't deliberately say something [Wow, Mr. Chuya wants me to leave so much, wouldn't it be good to stay one more day? ] or something like that, she moved her leg, and the heel of her shoe slammed on the ground with a "da" sound, "Yes, I followed."

【Mr. Nakaya, are you so angry because I hesitated to answer for so long? 】 Lihua was confused.

***

It was still the same familiar bar, playing soft and soothing music, without lyrics, just the melody mixed with some low-pitched singing, which seemed to echo slightly in my ears.

The bartender, who was already very familiar, was mixing drinks, and his technique was repeated like a show.

After sitting down, Lihua looked at the young man who was traveling with her, and made a suggestion with anticipation, "Mr. Chuya, order a complicated bar today."

This statement is a bit weird, but the meaning is clear enough.

She wanted to watch the complicated process of bartending, and there was even a little eagerness in her eyes.

Zhongyuanzhong didn't respond, but asked, "Want to play?"

Seeing her eyes wide open, he looked puzzled, "What are you playing?" Then he reacted, pointing at the bartender, "Could it be that Mr. Nakaya asked me to bartender?"

At this time, the bartender also opened the small door that separated the guests, and invited, "Come in, Miss Asakura."

She subconsciously raised her eyes to look at Mr. Nakaya, and she fell into a pair of sea-blue eyes, which were not clear like the eyes of a mafia member. He just blinked, and then her figure was reflected in his pupils, "Why don't you go soon? "

"Yes!" Lihua walked into the bar excitedly, and the bartender gave her a seat, which happened to be facing Mr. Nakaya. She used to look at this young man behind him, looking directly at him like this Actually very rarely, she smiled sweetly, "I feel like Mr. Bartender is playing tricks on me with Mr. Nakaya."

She glanced at the dazzling array of wine cabinets and the tools that were only used by the bartender, and moved her fingers. The excitement finally calmed down, and she felt uneasy, "I've never done it before, if I accidentally smash it Bad words?"

Almost subconsciously, he conveyed his eyes asking for help to Mr. Nakaya again.

The handsome young man wearing a black top hat felt the sudden stagnation in his mood, and said casually, "At that time, you will not pay anyway."

Lihua immediately felt relieved, and the tight corners of her lips relaxed while waiting for the answer, she pursed her lips and smiled, "Will it be expensive?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also lay back on the chair, with his hands as pillows behind his head, his tone was laziness but with some unconcealable fatigue, "If you don't start, come out and sit down."

In Nakahara Chuya's eyes, the girl's movements were so clumsy that they looked like a funny micro-movie, and the usual eye-catching reaction speed or dexterity had no effect on bartending.

It's just that the pair of slender white hands pouring wine are always beautiful, he clicked his tongue inwardly, somewhat understanding why men always drink wine poured by beautiful women.

She doesn't know those movements, for those wine bottles, she just looks up to the light to see the color, and then pours it into a wine glass.

It may be due to good luck, but there is no fusion, but a clear boundary. In the end, the bartender helped her and made the glass of wine look legible.

Then put it in front of him, with unconcealable excitement in his eyes, "Mr. Chuya, do you want a drink?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the glass of wine. He saw how many wines of different degrees were mixed in it. He exchanged glances with the bartender, put his fingers on the wall of the glass, and touched the cold hands, "Drink."

After drinking this cup, I still have to comment, "Not bad."

She became interested, followed the bartender to learn and sell, and the wine that was mixed in the end basically entered the mouth of Chuya Zhongyuan.

Until she stopped, Nakahara Zhongya was soberly unlike herself at this time, as if another self lived in her body, paid the bill, and then spoke for herself, "Let's go."

It's just that he forgot the suit jacket that he hung on the back of the chair. Lihua took it and said goodbye to the bartender, "Thank you for your care during this time. I'm going back to Tokyo tomorrow. Goodbye."

The bartender bid farewell to her after hearing that, but said with a complicated expression, "Miss Asakura, please send Mr. Zhongyuan home, he drank too much today."

What he didn't say is that Mr. Zhongyuan actually doesn't hold a lot of alcohol, and... the wine quality is not good.

Seeing that Miss Asakura responded gently, she came to the door and left.The bartender's expression was more complicated, showing some belated guilt.

Is it really okay to entrust the drunk Mr. Nakahara to Ms. Asakura like this?

***

Rihua followed Mr. Chuya. After listening to Mr. Bartender, she also paid special attention to Mr. Chuya's situation. She turned her head to look at him. It seemed that her face was a little redder than usual, and her eyes were brighter. .

She felt relieved, 【Mr. Nakaya likes to drink so much, he should have a good capacity for alcohol, and he didn't drink a lot tonight. 】

It was only halfway along the way that she realized something was wrong. This road didn't seem to be going to where she lived.

"Mr. Chuya, are we going the wrong way?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also identified the road, and said in a firm tone, "I didn't go wrong."

This is the way to his home, how could he even mistake the way to his own home.

Lihua was also relieved when she heard that, Mr. Nakaya had been in Yokohama much longer than her, and he might be taking her home by another way today.

I believe that Mr. Chuya must be right.

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