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

quarreling

I'm going to piss myself off writing this

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Zhiji went home and treated the wound briefly, put gauze on it, and sat on the sofa alone, sulking.

He couldn't figure out why he hadn't changed at all in the past eight years, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't see what kind of person Sagara was at all.

He used to think he knew Sagara well.But now, maybe he just likes status and the thrill of competing with others.

The doorbell rang, and a woman's voice came from outside.

"Mr. Chiji?"

It sounded like Nanako, a female colleague of Chiji's work.

He walked to the door and opened it. Nanako was standing outside the door wearing a black tight-fitting dress. The hem of the skirt seemed to have been cut by something, and a piece was torn open until it reached the root of her thigh.

After she found out that Zhiji had noticed, she covered it with her hands in embarrassment from time to time.

"Well...can you let me go in and sit for a while?"

"Ah...Okay, okay...Please come in." Zhiji was a little flustered, and didn't know where to put his eyes for a while.

Nanako walked into the room, and as soon as Tomoji closed the door, she suddenly hugged him tightly behind her back.

With a crying voice, he said: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was so scared that I came to you. A few hooligans stopped me downstairs just now. Fortunately, this place is very close to you, so I fled here. ...I'm really sorry to bother you at this late hour!"

"Those bastards..." Tomoji grabbed Nanako by the shoulders to help her away, and was about to go downstairs to teach those little hooligans a lesson.

"Huh? No, no, no... They should have run away by now! But... Well, although I'm a little embarrassed... It's so late now, I don't dare to go back."

Nanako grabbed the corner of Chiji's jacket and moved closer to him, looking up at Chiji with a crystal clear light in her eyes.

Zhisi thought for a while and said, "Okay, then I'll take you home later."

The other party froze for a while, then nodded.

He let Nanako sit down on the sofa first, and made her a cup of coffee.

Zhiji is actually a little upset now, his head is full of daytime things, and he was struggling to send another message to Sagara, but now it seems that he has no time to think about it for the time being.

"Tomoji, can I use your bathroom? When I ran away just now, I got a lot of dirt on my body~"

Zhiji replied absent-mindedly: "Yes." In fact, he didn't hear what she said clearly at all.

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Sagara had been hanging around Zhiji downstairs for a long time, and he just dealt with a group of punks to vent his anger.

The lights in Chishi's house were still on, Sagara saw his passing figure, and couldn't control the urge to see him.It seems that since getting to know Zhiji, he is the only one by his side...

"Forget it... I'm just bored, why don't I go for a walk." Sagara walked upstairs talking to himself.

... Who has ever seen someone walk up and down the stairs.

He walked back and forth up and down the steps on Chiji's floor.

Chiji made coffee and placed it on the table, only to notice that Nanako was not in the living room.

"Nanako?" Tomoji looked around the room, but found no one. "Did you go back first?"

He walked to the entrance and opened the door to have a look.

But at this time, Sagara just walked to the door.

"..."

There was a dead silence at the scene, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Sagara's ears "cracked" and turned red to the base of his ears.

"Ah... no, I, I, I..."

He paused, and brushed his hair on his forehead helplessly.After holding back for a while, I found that I couldn't find any reasonable reason.Because he never thought about the situation in front of him.

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When Sagara raised his head again, Chiji noticed that his gaze shifted to his back. He followed Sagara's gaze and found Nanako standing in the living room with only a towel on her body.

Chiji was so startled that he took a few steps back and held onto the doorknob...

He quickly turned back to face Sagara.

"It's not like this...I..." Now it's Chiji who started to speak incoherently, although he doesn't understand why he has to explain in such a hurry, but he just doesn't want Sagara to feel that there is something between him and Nanako...

"A friend?"

Nanako came over and leaned against Chiji and waved to Sagara with a smile.

Seeing this scene, Sagara put away the panicked expression just now, calmed down after a few seconds, raised one eyebrow again, sneered, and greeted Nanako.

"Oh~ It seems that I accidentally disturbed you, then... please continue, I will go first."

He turned around briskly.

"Sagara!" Tomoji shook off Nanako and grabbed his hand. "What are you doing here?"

"It's nothing, just to see if you're dead or not." Sagara continued walking forward with a smile.

"Do you have to say that?" Zhiji tried his best to suppress his emotions. "So? Am I disappointed that I didn't die?"

Sagara slowed down, tilted his head to the side, and said, "Ah, to be honest, I feel annoyed when I see you now!"

Chiji seemed to be drenched from top to bottom by a basin of cold water, and he wasted the last bit of hope for Sagara.

"Okay!" He took Nanako's hand and slammed the door shut.

Sagara heard the sound of the door closing in the distance, stopped and took a deep breath with trembling lips, then kicked over the glove box by his feet.

"Oh shit!!"

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