After many years in Kaijiu group, you are still my friend.

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Zhiji waited for a long time, but did not get his reply.

After Sagara came back from the phone call, he just told him that he was a little tired and wanted to go home and rest.

He doesn't want to force him to do something he doesn't want to do.

On the way back, Sagara sat on the seat of the tram with the pile of snacks and dolls in his arms, closed his eyes and nodded from time to time.

Seemingly exhausted, Zhiji felt a little distressed, thinking that it would be better if he didn't go to the playground.

He took the pile of things from Sagara's hand, and gently stretched out his hand to bring his head over and put it on his shoulder.

Zhiji lowered his head, looking at it from this angle, Sagara's bangs covered his eyes in a mess, but he could still see his long and black eyelashes, occasionally shaking suddenly.

He licked his lower lip, recalling the scene of last night without paying attention, and his ears burned again.

I don't know when he started to have this fantasy. In those days of Kaijiu, he just wanted to protect him, give him everything he wanted, and indulge all his tyranny.Just because he likes to see him smile.

But back then, he wasn't good enough.He still gets hurt.Now, definitely, definitely will take good care of him.

Eight years, welcome back.

Tomoji placed a soft kiss on Sagara's forehead.

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A cool breeze woke Sagara up a lot, he yawned, rubbed his hair, and found himself lying on Chiji's back.

"Wake up." He patted Zhiji on the shoulder.

"Oh."

Chiji let go of Sagara.

"Aren't you tired? Why don't you wake me up?"

"Didn't someone wake you up when you were asleep before and you would be beaten with a stick?" Zhiji rubbed his arms and stretched himself.

Sagara thought about it for a while, and felt that it made sense, he really hated others making him fall asleep. "By the way, what about your girlfriend?"

"Girlfriend? What girlfriend?"

"It's the one who lives in your house, with only a bath towel on, and the one with big breasts." Sagara carefully recalled the scene he saw that day.

"You!" Zhiji was a little angry, but he was angry that Sagara's eyes were looking at other people everywhere, and he looked so carefully.

He frowned for a while and said: "She is not my girlfriend, but a colleague of my company. She came to my place suddenly yesterday, saying that she was blocked by a group of gangsters, and her skirt was accidentally torn, so she couldn't go back. I happened to know that I lived nearby, so I went to my place."

"Pfft...hahahaha!" After hearing this, Sagara suddenly remembered something and laughed out loud. "She wasn't wearing black that day, was she?"

"Yes, what are you laughing at?"

"It's just funny, I just want to tell you that this woman is not simple, so be careful!" Sagara actually showed an expectant expression.It's like hearing some interesting story, and I really want to know what will happen next.

"Hey! Don't be so vague!" Zhiji asked blankly.

After struggling for a while, Sagara said: "How should I put it, I was downstairs with you that day, and I happened to teach a bunch of guys a lesson, but it was just because they were in a bad mood and they were upset. When I walked downstairs, I happened to see a The scene where the woman in black ripped her skirt with excitement."

After speaking, he sighed again: "Women are really scary~"

Chiji was stunned for a while, shocked by the information he received.

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Back home, Zhiji found Sagara his own pajamas.

After putting it on, Sagara found that the sleeves were almost down to his knees. He sat on the sofa, folded his legs, pulled down the top, and his whole body was wrapped in it.

Chiji changed his clothes and sat beside Sagara.

"Do you have any plans for the future?..."

Sagara picked up the remote control to turn on the TV, and said to himself: "Is there any good program..." Then he didn't speak any more.

Chiji sighed, he was about to get up and leave when Sagara suddenly grabbed his clothes corner.

"How about opening a takoyaki shop together?"

"Eh? Good!"

"But I won't..."

Sagara's cell phone rang again suddenly, interrupting the conversation between the two of them. Seeing that he hung up the phone directly, replied with a message, put the phone aside, and then looked at him with a smile.

"Tomoji, it's good to be able to live such an ordinary life."

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhiji began to doubt the content of those calls and messages, he always felt that Sagara still had some secrets that he refused to tell him.

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