Mr. Y2 Big

Sakurai Sho really didn't sleep all night. When the alarm clock rang, he felt sore all over his body, and his neck was hardened into an iron plate.

After taking a shower, he packed up his belongings and knocked on the door next door.Mr. Ninomiya opened the door with his bare feet and quickly rolled onto the bed and curled up into a ball.

Although it is not a routine job to wake up Mr. Ninomiya, Sho Sakurai has been Mr. Ninomiya's personal assistant for several months, so he still has some experience and skills.He kept packing Mr. Ergong's things, and at the same time turned on the mode of thoughts, and finally successfully dragged Mr. Ergong out of his dreamland after 10 minutes.

Packed up his things and walked out of the gate of the manor. The parking lot was full yesterday, but now there are only a few sporadic cars left.

While Sho Sakurai was packing his luggage, Mr. Ninomiya had already nimbly got into the compartment. Although the weather in June was not very hot, it was still stuffy in the car after a day's storage.Mr. Ninomiya pressed the car window and saw a little girl who looked like a servant running over in the rearview mirror and handed Sakurai a note shyly.

As soon as Sho Sakurai opened the door and sat in, Mr. Ninomiya asked:

"Why, are there love letters to be received so soon?"

Sho Sakurai was taken aback by the nonsense words, but he immediately reacted, curled his lips and said disapprovingly: "Didn't I tell you that I went to an all-boys school before college, I have been an ignorant book since I was a child. An innocent young man who loves things." After speaking, he handed the note to Mr. Ninomiya with a straight face.

Seeing him like that, Mr. Nigong couldn't help laughing out loud, "Ho Ho Ho Ho, that's really a pity."

Reaching out to take it, I found that it was a folded cardboard, and there was a line of beautiful small characters written on it, "There is a jar of good wine brought by Koichi under the cherry tree in the courtyard of Nara, and August is a good time for wine tasting. "

Mr. Ninomiya curled his lips, folded the cardboard and returned it to Sakurai Sho.

Sakurai Sho glanced at the contents inside, and put the note in the pocketbook.Presumably it was Mr. Gangzi's message, which reminded him of the deputy editor-in-chief Domoto he met yesterday. He always felt that Koichi Domoto treated him very delicately.However, since he is a friend of Mr. Goshi, and Mr. Goshi and Mr. Ninomiya are old acquaintances, he may just be curious about Mr. Ninomiya's assistant.

After a long day and night, the two of them returned home like an arrow, without any delay on the road, and drove all the way back to Mr. Ninomiya's residence in Tokyo.

As soon as he entered the door, Sakurai Sho's combat power immediately became negative, and his fatigue from a sleepless night was undoubtedly revealed.Mr. Nigong saw it, and told him not to pack his things, but to catch up on sleep.

Sure enough, after changing clothes and laying down on the bed, Sakurai Sho lost consciousness.

This sleep seemed to last as long as a century, and Sakurai Sho was brought back to reality by intermittent screams in a dreamlike awakening, he opened his eyes in a daze, and found that the curtains were already orange-red by the setting sun.Although he was still a little tired when he sat up, he was much better than when he just came back.

The cry came from Mr. Ninomiya's room. When he first heard the sound, Sakurai Sho knew who was coming. Mr. Ninomiya's door was ajar, and when he stood by the door, he saw two people The big TV facing Mr. Ninomiya is in a fierce battle, but Masaki Aiba's game level is only a little better than Sho Sakurai's, and his face is twisted and screamed by Mr. Ninomiya.

At the end of the round, Aiba Masaki turned his head and saw Sakurai Sho suddenly, and was startled: "Wow—Xiao Xiang! Why are you standing at the door like a ghost!"

Sakurai Sho just wanted to say that you were too noisy, but Masaki Aiba continued without panting, "Let me tell you, Mr. Ninomiya's work is going to be made into a movie!"

Sakurai Sho's expression remained at the last sentence, but his mind was already in a daze. He turned his head to look at Mr. Ninomiya, only to see that the other party was also looking at him with his head tilted, with joy in the corners of his eyes and brows.

It was the first time Sakurai Sho saw Mr. Ninomiya like this, his whole body exuded brilliance, and there seemed to be a kind of expectation in his eyes.Sakurai Sho, who was standing at the door, saw this scene, and a surge of impulse suddenly surged in his heart. He might rush over to hug that person in his arms in just one more second!However, he managed to control the psychological beast in the end, showed a smile as natural as possible, and congratulated Mr. Nigong, but he didn't dare to see any changes in Mr. Nigong's eyes.

(｀3′)(.゜ー゜)

Sho Sakurai was very grateful to Masaki Aiba for staying to have dinner with them. Even so, the atmosphere at the dinner table was still as low as the Ice Age. Sho Sakurai knew that his performance just now must have disappointed Mr. Ninomiya, but he still What can be done?

He was really happy to hear the news that Mr. Ninomiya's works had been filmed, but at the same time, this news was like a basin of cold water for Sho Sakurai to wake up from head to toe.He almost forgot that this pseudo boy with a deceitful childlike face who loves to eat bento and play games is also an award-winning writer.And he's just a little assistant who dropped out of school and left home to work under someone else's roof, who can't even touch the edge of the literary world? !Does he really want this to continue?of course not.Especially when Sakurai Sho understood what he wanted.

He likes Mr. Ninomiya, and his desire to stay by his side is so strong that he wants to let the whole world know, but he can't do it now, let alone in this situation, his self-esteem won't allow it, and it's not fair to Mr. Ninomiya.

Sho Sakurai has not yet considered how he should go in the future. Several failed submissions made him hesitant. Whether he should continue to stick to the path of being a writer until he is dark, or find another way to find another sky, he thought he still had a lot. Time to think clearly.

During a meal, two of the three people at the table were only thinking about their own concerns. Even if Aiba Masaki had a heart to ease the atmosphere, there was nothing he could do, and in the end he had to talk about the adaptation of the novel to the movie.

"Mr. Ninomiya wrote the script for this movie. Although Mr. Ninomiya's wishes come first, the director also put forward some ideas, mainly about the description of psychology. The director himself likes this setting very much. , but he feels that the descriptions in the previous works are a bit too abstract, if there are some specific details and more pictorial descriptions, it will be better expressed..."

"Well, that's true. The part about psychology in the novel is really hard to understand. If you need to be more specific, you may need to find some information—"

"If possible, I can help Mr. Ninomiya find information," Sho Sakurai looked at Mr. Ninomiya cautiously, and continued after seeing that Mr. Ninomiya did not refuse, "A senior in my university majored in psychology. I I remember that he is currently doing clinical research in a research institute in Okinawa, I guess he has a lot of information there, and I can see if I can take some photos back then."

Aiba Masaki first clapped his hands in agreement, "That's good, it would be best if there are photos, or simply ask Mr. Ninomiya to go with you, wouldn't it be better to experience it for yourself!"

"I won't go, it's a plane and the seaside, it's troublesome." Mr. Ninomiya rejected Aiba Masaki's proposal without thinking, "Since Sakurai-san said it himself, it's troublesome .”

The emotionless please, seems to hide a trace of resentment?Sakurai Sho smiled wryly in his heart, wondering if his proposal would be interpreted as not wanting to stay here and finding a reason to leave?It's just that now this situation can't be explained in any way.

Aiba Masaki sat on pins and needles and ate the meal with delicate atmosphere, but fortunately, he solved the problem of materials, which can be regarded as a little gain.Aiba Masaki walked a few steps and couldn't help but turned back to look at Mr. Ninomiya's house. Although he only stayed for one afternoon, he probably guessed what happened to the two of them. After all, he didn't spend much time with them. It's short, but this kind of thing can only be solved by yourself, and others can't help.

He turned around and looked at the slightly dewy night sky and heaved a sigh of relief. Compared with the tense atmosphere of the two people just now, it is true that his own little romance writer is more caring. Although he is usually arrogant and awkward, he is generally very understanding. Desirable.Thinking of this, Aiba Masaki silently decided not to laugh at his girl's heart anymore.

What's more, the young romance writer's cooking skills are hundreds of times better than these two!How can you say that there is only quick-frozen food for people to eat!