【Asongichi Kara】Grow up

06

Why am I asking that question.

Kong Song curled up under a blanket, closed his eyes tightly, and repeatedly made useless attempts to bury his cheeks in the sofa cushions, as if the thinking in his head was also a soft and chaotic fluff that could be smoothed by this body.He couldn't help asking himself again, why did I ask that question.

"Why did Yi Song leave home in the first place?"

Obviously, the person who is most afraid of knowing the answer to the question is himself.

In his dream, he saw Kazumatsu opening his mouth to say something with a startled expression on his face, and the broken memory that stopped at that moment knocked him out of the fragments of sleep, and he heard the click of the key being accurately inserted into the lock hole hitting his chest On the eyelids, there was a series of familiar footsteps.

After falling down in a daze for four hours, Kong Song finally woke up again.

Before he could sit up and say something, alcohol-smelling relief threw the covers off him.

He hiccupped and stared into Kong Song's eyes quite seriously.

"Why did you fall asleep on the sofa in the living room again? Didn't the text tell you not to wait for—uh—mine?"

Judging by his appearance, he must have been fed a lot today.Kongsong wiped his sweaty forehead, and looked towards the door that was not completely closed by Qingqing. Starting from the entrance, the tie, leather shoes, open briefcase and wrinkled suit jacket were covered by this like a tail. The guy dragged all over the floor.

"From now on, I can't drink like this all the time..." He whispered, and easily straightened the person who was lying on the blanket and almost started snoring, "Hey, at least take a bath before going to sleep."

Being shaken twice in Kongsong's arm, Qingli suddenly grinned and let out a smirk.

"Today, actually, there's a little bit of a problem—" He waved his hand vigorously in mid-air, while leaning against the other person with his arms around Kongsong's shoulders, the strong smell of alcohol choked into Kongsong's nose, he tried to It was easy to pull away, but the latter forcibly held down his hands, and then a sentence he had never thought of popped out of his mouth:

"I was confessed by a woman today that she likes me."

Kong Song suddenly stopped and looked at the relaxed face.Interpret this response as being stimulated to relax and increase the volume even more triumphantly,

"I didn't expect such a development at all. The other party is a senior of the company. Although he is reliable in his work and takes good care of me, he will never think about it. Today, everyone drank a little wine and said such a thing. Really Startled me..."

They sat next to each other on the sofa like this, and in the room late at night, there was only the movement of the wall clock and the sound of easy sniffing.The smell of wine permeated the room, and he let out an easy "huh hum" and shook his Kongsong neck.

Say something, I'm so envious, so jealous, so cunning, this is a lie, etc. When I hear my brother say these words, I will dream of funny things when I sleep and dream.

"Ah," Kong Song finally replied, he pushed away the arm hanging on the back of his neck easily, and patted the back of his brother's hand as if to comfort a small animal, "Congratulations, easy." He smiled at him Said this sentence.

"Eh?"

Easily stunned.The moment Kongsong got up, he grabbed Kongsong's arm almost instinctively.

"what?"

"I'm going to make hangover tea." Kong Song turned around and explained to him.

Looking at his serious expression easily, he nodded ignorantly, as if there was nothing wrong.

"But—did you just say something?" he asked.

"Me?" Kong Song pointed to himself, he still smiled, "I said as long as you feel relaxed and happy."

A few minutes after he left, the sound of boiling water came from the kitchen.Until this time, the dizzy relaxed relaxed who was left in the living room suddenly realized something and frowned.

What exactly was it? Alcohol occupied his mind, like gauze covering the surface of a plaster statue. He tried hard to shake off the invisible mist, but he couldn't even remember the whole story.The feeling of joy has long since disappeared, leaving only a subtle unexpected covering the blank surface of consciousness.

"What did you say? What cold? What did you say violated the peace?" A few days later, Matsuno Komatsu, who was forced to sit across from the coffee table, asked impatiently.

"It's not cold, it's pain! I'm talking about our Tongsong!"

Facing the excitement and relaxation, Xiaosong showed a puzzled expression. He folded his arms and leaned crookedly on the armrest of the chair as if sitting on pins and needles.

"Hey, today is Saturday. Relax, you came to my house early in the morning and said you were in pain or something—did you know that taxi drivers, unlike your office workers, don't have weekends?"

"Will you die if you miss a few orders?" Song Qing, the third man, glared at him unceremoniously, "Didn't I tell you the whole thing just now? Don't you think Kong Song's reaction is not that big? Are you okay?"

"How do I know, I'm not the one who lives with him." The eldest man waved his hand casually.And easily showed an even more annoyed expression.

"It's definitely not my overthinking. After that night, I paid special attention to it. There are so many unusual places-oh my god, it took me so long to find out?"

"The more you talk, the more outrageous it is," Xiaosong interrupted him, "Are you sure that your so-called Kongsong's abnormal behavior is not because you were stimulated by a woman's confession?"

"Can you stop mentioning it! I didn't think about it from the beginning to the end!"

"Why?" Xiao Song suddenly lowered his voice and asked mysteriously, "Are you still a virgin?"

"That's enough, I'll introduce you what you want!" Qingqing couldn't bear it anymore and slammed his palm on the glass countertop, and Qingqing on the other side temporarily withdrew his joking face indifferently.

"Brother, I don't need the woman who already said I like you." He said nonchalantly, and then glanced sideways at the clear sky outside the window.Damn it, he thought, what a soliciting day.As for this guy, no matter how old he is, it's the same. Just because he is the eldest, he naturally feels that he should discuss all difficult things with himself.Obviously everyone is a middle-aged man who is in the middle of the third year, whether the eldest son is not the eldest son or something... But even so, it is very happy to be relied on by younger brothers occasionally, who would have such an old face to admit it...

Finally, Komatsu gave up struggling and spread his hands,

"Come on, since you came here in such a hurry, what happened to Kong Song?"

"Eh?"

"Hey what! You really care! You obviously care so much! If it wasn't because you couldn't let go of this matter, I wouldn't sit here and listen to your nonsense for more than ten minutes. The driver's time is very short. valuable!"

His mouth was half-opened easily, and the surprised expression hadn't had time to completely close it.Xiao Song, who is so rare to let go, caught him a little by surprise. He knew that he was the one who had the right to accuse the eldest man of having nothing to do with him, but now he felt a little embarrassed.Should I say thank you?But it is true that because of Kong Song, he felt a burst of burning anxiety.

He coughed lightly and tightened his expression.

"I think Kongsong may have lost a part of us without us noticing..."

He finally said worriedly,

"Really, I looked at the closet, the original strange clothes are gone, the sunglasses I collected are gone, there are also guitars, records, posters of outdated singers, etc. I don't know what makes people feel uncomfortable. I can’t even find the time—don’t you think it’s abnormal?! Thinking about it carefully, although I’m indeed busy with work recently, and the time we spend together is getting shorter and shorter—but there’s no reason to feel the pain because of this emptiness. I didn’t even speak a word. I really didn’t hear a word. It feels like——the original personality suddenly disappeared..."

Why... After finishing all the words in one breath, he looked into Xiaosong's eyes with ease, trying to find something that could calm his mood at the moment, but unexpectedly saw Xiaosong stretching out his hand to support his forehead with a struggling face.

"Oops, I forgot that kid is also at home..."

He said it suddenly for no reason.Just as Qingqing was about to ask what was wrong, the sliding door behind the two of them was violently pulled open, and the door frame bounced and hit the wall with a bang. Thinking back, when exactly did I come over? When I was talking just now, I clearly didn't hear the sound of loose footsteps.

However, Yisong didn't give him time to ask this question.

"Where is that guy now?" He grabbed the doorknob and asked simply without any explanation.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping, night shift boy?" Xiao Song replied lazily.However, Kazuki ignored the question.

"Answer my question, easy." He turned to the third man bluntly, his tone as stiff as a hammer, "Where is it?"

"One... loose?" Qingqing choked out his younger brother's name from his throat, and then he gave the other party an answer.Followed by the sound of footsteps running out of the house, he didn't keep up with the pace of the development of the matter at all. It was not until several minutes after Yisong slammed the door that he found his own reaction, and suddenly he jumped from the cushion. bounced up.

"Ah, ah." The eldest man sighed, propping his chin, still staring at the sky outside the window as before, took out a cigarette he was used to smoking from the packaging bag, clicked twice to light it,

"It's rare that you also have a rest day, how about it, can you stay for a meal at noon?" He said lightly to the relaxed one who kept showing a surprised expression like this.

—TBC—