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Hundreds of times, but he can only say such direct words, and he doesn't know what intuition is causing the trouble.

Nigonghe also looked up at him, not surprised, but smiled.

"Really? That's such a coincidence." Then he lowered his head and picked up the clothes left on the sofa.

Sakurai Sho instantly understood that it was as he thought.No anger, no noise, this kind of emotionless situation is what he fears most.

He stepped forward and tightly circled the second palace from behind, buried his head on the neck of the other party, and said sullenly, nino, you have to believe me, I said that it will be handled well, and he will never lose his feelings and life for the company , trust me, don't leave me...

Ninomiya Kazu in his arms didn't struggle either, and let him hold him quietly.But after only a moment, he turned around and gave him a head hammer.

"Ah... it hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

"Sho Sakurai, pretend to be a literary artist here when you have time, why don't you hurry up and take a bath for me, I'm sweating all over again...!!!!"

Seeing Ninomiya with his hips akimbo in front of him, pouting his lips, looking like he was blown up, Sakurai finally came back to his senses, and laughed.

Nigong is not an ignorant girl who is unreasonable, even if she is seen, it is really nothing - besides, I have always been clear about Nigong's sincerity, even more clearly than myself.

I probably had a brain convulsion to suddenly be so frightened.

It's just that they got separated.

He rubbed Ninomiya's waist, immediately licked his face and said that we should wash it together.

Before he finished speaking, Ninomiya slapped him on the back with disgust and pushed him into the bathroom.

Through the glass door, Nigong said leisurely in a high-pitched voice: Tsk tsk, as expected, the pillar of my family, the wasted water bills are all paid by me, hmph.

Sakurai laughed out loud, and heaved a sigh of relief.

That night, everything was as usual.

He also thought that it was just a trivial matter and everything was business as usual.But there was something unexplainable, which gradually sprouted between the two of them.

The days were the same as before, but Sakurai Sho gradually found that after returning home in the dark, the smiling face that had been waiting for him sometimes disappeared.When I asked Nigong, the other party also helplessly replied that it was because his company had also been busy recently.

There was no obvious rejection, no quarrel and anger, and there were still fried eggs and folded news when I woke up in the morning.It's just that people who always get up later than themselves go out early.

After finally waiting for Er Gong to go home, the other party was already a little drunk.Either he was dragged back by his colleagues, or he gave him a perfunctory kiss before falling asleep.

With work so busy, Sho Sakurai suddenly felt a sense of loneliness.But he could only bear it with a smile—after all, he was the same too.

But at a business gathering about a month ago, I happened to meet Kirino from Company Y. Sakurai half-jokingly said that your company is too inconsiderate of employees. It is said that Mr. Ninomiya of your company is too busy to go home recently.

Unexpectedly, Kirino complained to Sakurai with some distress, saying that Mr. Ninomiya didn't know what to do, and he asked his superiors to do a new project.Originally, no one wanted to touch such a hot potato project. The leader who seemed the most lazy and talkative before did not expect to be a devil when he was serious, which made everyone have a hard time recently.

Sakurai paused, and suddenly understood.

In addition to the case of the Hasegawa Group, Sho Sakurai began to participate in another merger and acquisition case at the same time because of the favor of the US head office.

The days are so plain, it becomes who gets up earlier than the other, and who returns later than the other... that's all.

It sounds funny, but it's true.

Life is just like this, but some small opportunities have evolved into completely different endings.It cannot be said that it is unwilling, nor is it intentional, but this kind of unclear reason, how to do it, no one can predict until the end.

Sakurai Sho knows well that the tacit understanding between him and Ninomiya Kazuya is their greatest connection point, and also the biggest gap between them.Years of contacts, to form a balance, will naturally form a pattern.

Someone's love is you advance and I retreat, or I advance and you retreat.But this kind of two sides didn't say it clearly, and each took a step back, but it has always been the best way for them to get along to this day.Just like playing tennis, you will win or lose if you come and go.

Sakurai Sho also tried to attack aggressively with his temper, but his opponent never played his cards logically.He doesn't think he is a good-tempered person, but he can only retreat from Nigong alone, in the way Nigong and Ye hoped.

The love scene in the shopping mall is the same, and it is always chaotic.

Sakurai Sho has always been willing to be entangled in the maze called Ninomiya. Although he is bored and entangled, but now there is no way to retreat, and it seems that he has reached the limit of his heart.

……

He stretched out his hands and rubbed his head, and stretched out his slender fingers to smooth the frown that could not help but frown again.

Just as he took out his cigarette case and wanted to smoke another one, he heard the voice of a colleague calling from the corridor behind him.

Rubbing his face and hiding his tired expression, he turned around and walked out of the corner where he was hiding, put on his work mask, and walked towards the central meeting room with a smile.

The case that has been discussed for a long time will inevitably have a result today.

Chapter 20

After drinking for three rounds, everyone in the box began to mess around with their wine glasses, praising each other and happily playing the game of pouring each other down.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of going to the toilet, Sakurai Sho walked to the front desk, wanting to settle the bill for tonight's dinner.

He looked at the situation in the house, and estimated that it would be time to end after another 20 minutes.

The signing of the contract was finally finalized, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and it was only right that they blushed from the excitement.As an ordinary employee, the long-term hard work can be regarded as an end, and naturally he drank the celebration wine happily.As everyone knows, they complain about the middle and high-level people who have nothing to do every day, and the real battle has just begun.

In front of the counter, Sakurai Sho took the bill and looked at the light. After drinking, he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, took out the gold card from his pocket, and was about to pay the bill.

There was a sudden slap on the shoulder, and looking back, it turned out to be the slightly swollen face of the sales manager.

"Hey, Sakurai-kun. What are you thinking, with such a serious expression."

"Ah, so where, I probably have too much alcohol, which made the minister laugh." Sakurai saw who was coming, and immediately put on a professional smile.

The minister smiled, nodded noncommittally, turned around and said to Sakurai seemingly unintentionally, if Sakurai-kun is not drunk, come in with me to smoke a cigarette, this person smokes a bit snort.

Sakurai Sho looked at the back of the other party who was not tall, and sighed inaudibly, the inexplicable anxiety in his heart became more and more intense.

The smoking area of ​​the izakaya is just a dimly lit cubicle, not far away, and behind the somewhat transparent door is a box with noisy voices.The cold wind creaked in from the half-closed window, blowing on the face could evaporate a lot of the intoxicated alcohol.

Sakurai Sho took out a lighter, respectfully helped the minister light a cigarette, and took out one himself, and the two of them watched the faint light of the cigarette butt in the dark, speechless for a moment.

In the smog-filled room, my ears were filled with the laughter of my colleagues in the room separated by a wooden board.

"Those guys, you can breathe a sigh of relief after the case is confirmed. Hehe." The minister lit his cigarette butt and took a deep breath.

Sakurai Sho looked at a point outside the window, noncommittal.

"But Sakurai-kun, I need you to work harder. That woman Hasegawa is obviously interested in you, you are not as good as that...

Um? "

In the shadows, the minister pushed Sakurai's back with his arm, and smiled secretly, feeling a little wretched.

Sho Sakurai glanced at the minister who was smiling but not smiling, and said without raising his eyelids, minister, you are joking again, and I am just doing my duty.

Yu Bi took a puff of cigarette and blew a smoke ring upwards.

In the ambiguous shadow, I heard the minister giggled twice again.There were two more heavy slaps on the shoulder.

"Sakurai-kun is a smart person. I'm old. If I can't be selected as a director this time, I probably should retire from my old age. Hey, the world of your young people is next. If Sakurai-kun takes over, I will not worried……"

Sakurai Sho smiled sideways: "How is it possible, a minister like me needs a lot of advice."

The minister seemed to be pleasing to the ear, and laughed.Before leaving, he squeezed Sakurai's shoulder meaningfully, saying that the customer's thank you for signing the contract will be handed over to Sakurai-kun.But listening to the other party's intentions, it seems that I really want to go to Hakone to soak in the hot springs.By the way, I also named you to accompany me, thank you for your hard work.

After saying this, he took small steps and walked towards the private room without looking back.

Sakurai Sho stood in the dark cubicle with a sullen face, cursed the old fox in his heart, and took the last puff of cigarette fiercely.

……

It was past 2 o'clock when I arrived home with a tired body, and luckily the room was not deserted after opening the door.

Supporting the wall of the entrance with one hand, Sho Sakurai struggled to untie his tie with the other, kicked off his shoes, and said something to the glimmer of light in the dark bedroom.

As soon as the weary words fell, against the warm light, a fluffy head appeared from the crack of the door.

Under the shadow, he couldn't see his eyebrows clearly, but it made him feel at ease.

"Oh, Xiang-chan~, it's very late today too. I'm going to sleep."

"Ah, so, then Nino should sleep first."

Sakurai Sho took off his tie, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa.When he was unbuttoning the second button of his shirt, he suddenly remembered something, paused, turned and entered the bedroom.

The guy in the plaid shirt was stretching out one leg and crawling on the bed, Sakurai walked over and took his limp waist from behind, and rubbed the slightly wet hair ends by the way.

"Mmm...it smells so good."

Ninomiya Kazu also raised his chin, and snorted as an answer.

"There's something I want to tell you, if possible, wait for me a little longer?"

Ninomiya tilted his head to look at Sakurai's big eyes that were close at hand, and rubbed his face against the opponent's thick lower lip in the posture, which was his agreement.

Sakurai grinned, let go of the hand wrapped around his waist, raised his hand to ruffle Ninomiya's hair, turned and went into the bathroom.

When Sakurai came out with his bare upper body brushing his hair, Ninomiya had already nestled on the bed, wrapped himself in a quilt like a rice dumpling, and pressed the button of the 3DS earnestly and vigorously with his cute bread hands .

Lifting a corner of the quilt with a slap, Sakurai quickly got into the quilt, screaming that he was dead from cold while rubbing against Ninomiya desperately.

Seeing that Ninomiya was frowning and just muttered that he was going to die, in order to get more attention, Sakurai stretched out his arms and wrapped them around his waist from behind, and bit his earlobe lightly.

The brisk electronic sound suddenly dropped from the continuous joyful movement, and Ninomiya glared at him resentfully, unable to break free, he had no choice but to kick Sakurai's calf under the quilt in protest.

"Baga. Put on clothes when it's cold~"

"Hmm... watch. It's finally the same taste now."

In the dim light, the shadows separated slightly, and then merged into one vaguely.

When his body became warm, Sakurai let out a soft sigh.

"That case is settled."

"Oh, that's really gratifying. Your company can go to a higher level again." Ninomiya pouted, eyes still closed.

"However, the contact will be more frequent in the future. As the person in charge..."

Ninomiya squinted his eyes, hummed and didn't respond.

"Nino, starting tomorrow, I will accompany the other party to Hakone for a week. It is a kind of condolences and thanks, and various cooperation after the detailed discussion." Sakurai murmured to the ceiling, and I don't know if Ninomiya on the side listened.

For a moment, there was a moment of silence.

"So?" Nigong's warm and soft tone suddenly became a little strange.

Sakurai opened his mouth to say something, but when he felt that he was at a loss for words anyway, Ninomiya on the side suddenly raised his arms and looked at him with a smile.

"Hey... Xiang-chan doesn't have to report everything to me."

Ninomiya smiled and stroked Sakurai's lips with his fingers, "Anyway, you have decided whether to say it or not, right? In your own way."

Sakurai Sho didn't know why, but his chest felt a little tight after hearing his words, but he couldn't say anything to justify.

"How about this..." Ninomiya turned over, facing Sakurai Sho's face with a particularly cute smile.

"let's break up?"

"Hey! Ninomiya Kazuya!"

Sakurai finally lost his composure and let out a low growl: "This kind of joke is not funny."

"I'm not kidding."

Ninomiya put away his smile, his eyes suddenly filled with a cold light.

"Otherwise? What's the point of saying that, so what if I know?"

Sakurai Sho was really speechless, and his chest was extremely tight, and Ninomiya was so angry that he had a thousand words to say.

"Do you have to do this? Can't you talk properly?"

"It's Xiang-chan who didn't say it properly. My proposal is a good plan to kill two birds with one stone. I really think about Xiang-chan..."

The up-scaling ending that was originally pleasant to hear, now sounds unbearable to Sakurai.

He rolled over and got out of bed with a stern face, grabbed a few clothes from the cabinet, and went out.

"I'll go to the living room to sleep, and I just thought you were talking in your sleep. Good night."

Facing the door that was slammed shut, Er Gong shouted in a high voice: "I said, isn't it colder outside?"

Naturally, there was no answer on the wall separating the two of them.

……

The moment the lights were turned off, Ninomiya desperately wrapped up the quilt to resist the cold air.

Before falling asleep, he murmured angrily in a low voice, "It's really annoying, otherwise there is nothing else I can do."

And Sho Sakurai, who was curled up on the sofa in the living room and kept adjusting his sleeping position, thought aggrievedly,

If this relationship really has a day to break up, the only reason is Ninomiya Kazuya, and there will be no other reason.

Chapter 21

On the third day after Sakurai Sho's business trip, Ninomiya Kazuya took his team to the bar he frequented.In name, it was to let his colleagues who had been working hard recently relax to prepare for the next more critical battle. In fact, he took this opportunity to play boringly - of course, the cost of drinks at the party was considered public expense.

Sitting sideways at the bar, taking a sip of his drink, and glancing at his colleagues who were making a fuss, Ninomiya was indifferent.

Bored and playing with the small cards at the bottom of the cup, Hongo-kun silently approached him.When they sat down, they tapped on the countertop, and the bartender clearly brought the whiskey that the two of them used to drink.

"Why are you drinking melon soda? You're not a kid." Hongo shook the ice cubes in the glass and took a sip with a smile.

Ninomiya touched the wall of the glass with his fingertips, watching the condensed mist turn into teardrops and slide down without moving.

"Well... I don't want to get drunk today." He frowned and didn't move.

Hongo smiled and snorted, "I told you, it's not good to always be like this. You've been spinning around in circles these past few years, haven't you?"

"Maybe... hey"

"Oh, by the way, do you still remember Aiba-kun who we played together in middle school?"

"Oh?! That Baga, always making all kinds of weird inventions?"

"Yep!"

"Haha, remember, why?"

Hongo took a sip of his wine and smiled meaningfully, "It is said that he is married."

"Eh……?!"

Seeing Ninomiya's eyes wide open, Hongo's smile deepened.

"Yes, yes, I heard the same reaction."

Ninomiya frowned slightly, turned his wine glass with a pouted mouth, and smiled incredulously.

"Such a weirdo is actually married, hahaha..."

"Well, yes, in a blink of an eye, you have reached such an age."

With a sigh, both fell silent.

"Hey, what about Hongo-kun?" Ninomiya thought about it, he hasn't cared about his friend for a long time, and has been relying on this friend who can talk to him in the past few years, but he has never asked about his changes.

Hongo shook his bottomless wine glass, propped his arms and looked at Ninomiya.

"Me? Probably...it should be a matter of course. I'm sorry, nino."

Ninomiya was taken aback for a moment, somewhat understanding. "Still with that one?"

"Well, the other party has been waiting for many years."

Ninomiya was silent for a moment, staring at the water vapor falling from the wine glass and forming a puddle on the table.

"Is it a good thing? By then...will you leave Japan?"

"Well, I will go to France..."

"It's so far..."

"Yeah." Hongo nodded silently.

"Well... the bartender, give this guy another drink!"

Ninomiya suddenly raised his voice and ordered at the bar, and picked up the wet glass in front of him by the way.

"Didn't you say you don't want to get drunk today?"

"Haha, no matter how much you want to get drunk, you have to drink to the happiness of your best friend!"

Laughing, the moment the glasses collided, there was a crisp sound.

……

The evening wind in late autumn blew on my body, and the coat rolled up and made a crackling sound.

Ninomiya bid farewell to a group of people at the station, and walked back along the riverside street alone.

In the dark night, the distant street lamps divide the bright space into sections of incoherent small worlds.

The quiet street only echoes with its own footsteps.

Ninomiya stopped in his tracks and stood in the long, vague and ambiguous area between the lights.

The dull surface of the water and the night merge into one ambiguously, and the boundary cannot be distinguished.Even if you stare deeply, you can't tell.

Ninomiya leaned his body against the railing somewhat dejectedly, letting the wind mess up his hair.

The current self is probably like this dark river in the dark night, even if it is turbulent, it will not be seen by others.

Can't blame anyone, especially Xiang Jun.

But the oppression in his chest is also a fact that cannot be ignored.

It's not anyone's fault, liking and possessiveness are not faults at all for people who are in love.But it is precisely because I like it that I can't say anything willful.

It would be great if it was just pure love.

It's a pity that I, who is no longer a child, knows very well what is love, what is life, and what is an inescapable reality.

Not a teenager, there is no youth and time to act recklessly.In reality, this ship is a route that cannot be restarted after opening.

No matter how difficult the storm is, if you want to continue to help each other, you can only endure it together, if not...

Ninomiya silently took out his phone, looked at the calendar and turned another page in front of his eyes.

When it comes to breaking up or something, it's always just a quick talk when you are most annoyed.But speech is such a living thing, even if you say it casually, something will change silently.

This kind of self and this kind of other party all know it.

I believe in Xiangjun's heart, and I also believe in his character, so I am more anxious.

It is not the reality of the novel, there is no treacherous female number two who retreats despite difficulties.For competitive customers who have a good impression, if you are not careful, you will be doomed.

In the past few years, I have watched every step of his efforts, and I am happy for his hard-won promotion in a complicated environment.I was secretly moved by him who carefully protected the happiness and life goals of the two of them.

How could it be possible, to coerce him to give up everything in the name of love at his most difficult moment for the sake of momentary depression?

career, reputation, life...

That person has given up a lot for himself.Give up the so-called "ordinary" happiness.

Looking at such a self, looking at Xiang Jun like that, there is nothing he can do.

Just like the gentle light of a street lamp, no matter how much you hope, there are places that cannot be reached in the dark.

The weak sigh was instantly torn apart by the wind and dissipated above the dark river.

"Ai Shi Teru."

Press the button skillfully, and send the first text message after 4 days to that number.

In the dark, when the cold light from the phone screen went out, Ninomiya felt the pain in the corners of his eyes was unbearable.

I always feel that such words are more sad than "さよなら"...

Chapter 22

Entertaining clients and traveling at public expense sounds wonderful, but it's not wonderful to do.Especially those who are tasked and also responsible for being the team leader.

In the popular resort area of ​​Hakone, a slightly secluded and elegant hot spring hotel in the mountains, in the empty courtyard, Sho Sakurai lit the cigarette in his hand, heaved a long sigh of relief, and stared blankly at the girl who had changed from pink to soy sauce purple. Evening glow.

Backed by the simple and elegant Japanese-style colonnade, behind the hotel proprietress and handymen's busy footsteps, there are familiar laughter from time to time.

The soft lights in the courtyard came on, and the aroma of cooking wafted in the air.

But, no appetite.

The so-called going out on business for a week is not an easy job.

The contracts that have been signed have started to proceed closely according to the plan.A group of people rushed to Kyoto day and night to shoot a promotional video.From the concept to the entity, there were all kinds of troubles. In addition, this time there were accompanying customers to supervise, and I was often entangled in some inexplicable details.But it all ended smoothly.

After a few days, Sho Sakurai couldn’t remember anything else in Kyoto, not to mention sightseeing and leisure, except for the daily soba noodles outside of work.

Sakurai Sho just felt that his current self was being taken out, and he didn't think about anything.

Time flies with the smoke hovering between the fingers, and the flowing water in the courtyard is silently annihilated.

"Hehe, I said so. So you are hiding here..."

A charming voice broke the enchantment of meditation.

Hasegawa Miho was smiling, wearing a lavender yukata, leaning against the porch.There is a kind of lazy beauty that you can't usually see.

Sakurai Sho smiled at her as a greeting, then silently turned his head and continued to face the silent courtyard.

"Dinner is over, everyone has gone to the hot spring."

Hasegawa's slender arms slid up Sakurai Sho's neck from behind.

Sakurai moved slightly, without looking back, lowered his eyes and snuffed out the cigarette, and stuffed it into the portable ashtray.

"I haven't had a chance to talk properly after three days of busy work. It's hard to get to Hakone. I can finally relax. After tomorrow, I will split up again." Hasegawa's breath blows into the neckline at the back of his head intentionally or unintentionally, tickling.

In the depths of the silent courtyard, a hoarse cicada chirped in vain, gradually weakening, as if dying.After ringing for a while, it disappeared again.

Sakurai Sho thought blankly, it's not easy that there are still alive cicadas in this season.

"If you don't have an appetite, what about the hot spring?"

Sakurai Sho shook his head.

"I really can't help you..." The arms around his neck tightened, Hasegawa poked his head forward, and his lips almost touched Sakurai's ears.

"Hey... isn't it cold?"

There was a feminine and sly look in the eyes facing each other, Sakurai just looked at them, watching the changes in the eyes.

For a moment he couldn't help laughing, and patted his arm on the shoulder as an answer.

……

The moment he entered the room, Sakurai realized that he had been frozen by the night just now.

The warm atmosphere in the room melted the moisture soaked into the skin along with the blood.That kind of numb feeling that starts from the top of the head.

Hasegawa pulled him to sit at the table, and thoughtfully added a cup of tea.

Picking up the teacup, looking down a little, you can see the fair skin exposed intentionally or unintentionally at the neckline of Hasegawa's kimono.It is as delicate as ceramics, and fine blood vessels can be vaguely seen, which is very beautiful.

If I had never fallen in love with Ninomiya, I would probably be fascinated by such a woman.

While still in a daze, her soft lips pressed against her.

Sakurai quietly opened his eyes, letting the other party press his soft body against him.The tie around the neck was loosened, and the arms were wrapped around the shoulders again.

Anyway, that's all for now.

The gentle entanglement still failed to open Sakurai's lips. After a while, he took off his hands around his neck and gently separated the distance between them.

"Sorry, I still can't help it."

Hasegawa looked into Sakurai's eyes coquettishly, "There's nothing you can do about it? Are you so sure?"

"Yeah." Sakurai nodded seriously, with apologetic eyes.

"Huh... so stingy." Hasegawa let go of his hand and turned his lower body backwards.

"I'm sorry, I...can't give you more. Although it hasn't been made public, in fact..."

"I know." Hasegawa brushed a few strands of hair scattered around his neck, interrupting Sakurai's words.

She turned around and leaned over, holding Sakurai Sho's hand.The ring on the middle finger glistens in the light.

"Look..." She took off the ring slowly, while rubbing the skin of Sakurai's fingers with her fingertips, she twisted the ring, looking through the ring at Sakurai who was messed up by herself.

"This size is obviously not suitable, and it is forced to be stuffed in the middle finger. Such a beautiful finger is a little deformed. It's so pitiful."

"Meho...I..."

"How reluctant are you for such a thing?"

Hasegawa looked at Sakurai with an invisible smile, took the ring and compared it to his ring finger, and then it fell off again.

"Sure enough... hehe."

Sakurai Sho watched her put the ring on the table in front of him, "Since you know, why?"

"I want it because I like it. And it's fun, isn't it?"

Faced with the other party's straightforwardness, Sakurai suddenly felt admiration and envy.That kind of righteous possessiveness, even if there is hypocrisy and helplessness, compared to myself, it has become a little cute.

Sakurai was speechless.

Hasegawa Miho got up and straightened her skirt, then walked out lazily, "It's better to soak in a hot spring."

When the door was closed, there was a light voice: "It's a pity that I didn't get what I wanted for the first time."

Sakurai Sho looked at the closed door, and then at the silently reflecting ring in front of him, suddenly very weak.

Just after midnight, a pleasant text message rang from the cell phone in my pocket.

Sho Sakurai looked at the words of love flickering on the screen as always, and for the first time, a kind of cold helplessness spread from the black font.

He didn't know what he was thinking, maybe nothing at all.

There is no Ninomiya here, only Sho Sakurai alone.

In this way, I sat all night until dawn.

……

In the early morning, the morning fog in the mountains had not cleared. Sho Sakurai was stiff and exhausted. After paying the payment for the group, he shook his drowsy head and went back to the house to pack his luggage after a short exchange of greetings with the boss at the front desk.

As soon as he reached the corridor of the room, he bumped into a wobbly person carrying a large pile of luggage.

Just as he was about to apologize, the other party bowed and lowered his head exaggeratedly, mumbled something like Gomanase, and then ran away in a panic.

In a daze, Sho Sakurai saw the yellow hoop earrings under the other party's braid, looked down at the ring on his hand, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

This time, the ring fits nicely on the ring finger, just the right size.

I really want to go home and lie in my bed.

Chapter 23

It has been 2 weeks since I returned from my last business trip.Signing bills, forms, meetings, entertainment...

After turning around again and again, it was 5 o'clock in the afternoon of Jin Yaori.

Colleagues in the office all have vague expressions on their faces that they want to get rid of the sea of ​​suffering and go to a happy weekend.

Sitting upright writing an email, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, it must be a private letter from a date...

Ah, that guy, he went out to answer the phone, it must be from his girlfriend.

Through the glass window... Even the minister has started to pack his things, and he's going to get off work in 10 minutes...

Sakurai Sho leaned on the chair and glanced at the clock hanging above his head.

These guys, everyone seems to be living happily.Looking at his busy colleagues, he inexplicably felt a sour melancholy in his heart.

In the past, I was probably so "happy" in the eyes of others.

That evening, when I arrived home with my luggage, the house was naturally empty.

Sakurai Sho took a random shower and rushed to the bedroom to fall asleep.

I fell into the darkness in an instant, surrounded myself, that familiar smell, the familiar smell.

It seems to be dreaming, but there is not even a trace of ambiguous impression left.

In the vagueness, someone said something in the ear, I couldn't hear clearly, and it was like swallowing a jujube.I wanted to open my eyes and ask the other party to say it again, but a warm current surged up my neck and earlobe, like drinking Meng Po soup, which made people feel relieved and fell limply into the boundless darkness.

When I woke up, it was already noon the next day, and it was rare for me to spend most of the weekend in such a daze.

It was Ninomiya Kazuya who got up with the messy chicken coop on his head, dressed neatly in the living room, and sat quietly eating rice.

Looking at Sakurai who was a little dazed, Ninomiya smiled softly.

Putting down the chopsticks, he walked over and kneaded his swollen face.

"Get up, let's eat. I have something to go out in the afternoon, and wait for me at home."

Sakurai nodded, and hummed vigorously as an answer. He probably slept for too long, and his voice was still strangely hoarse.

After Ninomiya went out, Sakurai finished eating alone.After drinking the hot miso soup, Sakurai came back to his senses and realized that this was the first weekend alone in so many years.

Dishwashing, cleaning, laundry...

The sound of the clock moving in the quiet space is particularly obvious.Sakurai Sho, who has always been greeted, felt the feeling of waiting at home for the first time.

Not only the commonly used game discs, but even the books piled on the bookshelf are spotless.How does that guy spend time when he is not at home?

Nesting on the sofa, I couldn't think of any results, so I could only squeeze the pillow and roll twice.

It was evening when the door lock was turned.Before Ninomiya took off his shoes at the entrance and entered the house, Sho Sakurai rushed forward to welcome him.

Seeing such an excited face, Ninomiya was momentarily surprised.But then he smiled softly and dotingly, and rubbed the other person's head as an answer.

Before taking off his coat and entering the house, he even hooked the other party's neck and gave him a soft kiss.

Gentle and harmonious, just like the previous quarrel was a dream.

Eating together under the warm light, fighting for the bathroom and the computer, Sho Sakurai felt as if time went back to the "honeymoon period".

He stared at the hazy figure behind the bathroom door and thought, when he comes out, he must love him well, yes, needless to say, the other party also knows, just like his current mood.

Facing Ninomiya, who had just come out of the bath and was deliciously beautiful, Sakurai's already high desire was smashed to pieces by the other party's words the moment he reached out to unbutton his clothes after kissing.

"Fuck... sho sauce, I'm a little tired."

What looked at him was still a gentle smile and eyes.

Sakurai Sho's heart was suddenly strangled by something, and he couldn't move.What he wanted to say was blocked tightly by the other party's indifferent but gentle eyes.

The steamy eyes disappeared with a "snap" as the desk lamp was turned off, leaving behind the empty stage after the magic disappeared.

In the dark night, there is only the sound of calm breathing, and the sudden coldness.

……

Surrounded by the sound of saying goodbye after get off work, Sakurai was brought back to reality.

The clock on the wall hit 5:[-], and the office was half empty in an instant.

The minister rushed to the door with his briefcase in his arms, rushed back in a panic as if thinking of something, said sorry to Sho Sakurai who was slowly cleaning up the table, and asked Sakurai-kun to the end again.I have something to do at the regular meeting on Monday next week. If possible, Sakurai-kun should come over and meet me earlier.

After speaking, he smiled apologetically, and left the office at a speed that is usually hard to see.

All that remains is the sound of the clock ticking.

What appeared in front of my eyes were those gentle eyes, with imperceptible indifference and distance.

Sakurai sighed.

Ninomiya Kazuya, what do you want from me?

Chapter 24

In the life of an adult, there is no extra time for Sho Sakurai to be sad. Even if there is, it is a rare spare time to be sentimental.

If you can't think of an answer, just let it go, as long as the general direction is right, just close your eyes and let it go.

Just like Sakurai Sho vaguely knew what Ninomiya was busy with, but didn't ask. In his opinion, this was a long-term tacit understanding and respect among men.

No one is anyone's appendage.Some things, before the time, naturally it is not the time to point them out.

The so-called love does not mean knowing everything.

He let Er Gong go, naturally convinced that he would come back, just like Er Gong let him solve his own affairs.

"That's what Sho-chan should solve, isn't it?"

When Sakurai Sho wanted to say something in detail, he was blocked by Ninomiya's understatement.

Although it's a bit like being abandoned by teammates on the way to fight monsters, but if you think about it carefully, the two sides have been divided into fighting separately without knowing it.It's not that you can't take care of yourself, but that you believe in your bones that you can take care of yourself.

If not, how long will it last.

Life has been so hard, since I chose a thorny road with great difficulty at that time, now I can only grit my teeth and go on.

Bad Mondays are always filled with depression from early in the morning.

The car had a flat tire while shopping on Sunday and had to be serviced.For the early morning regular meeting, Sakurai Sho had to accept the endless test of the morning commuting purgatory like all office workers who are desperate for life.

The cold wind made the tip of his nose red, and Sakurai, who was standing impatiently in the long line, rubbed his swollen face from the cold.While watching the approaching train