[文野双黑]Red rose, one pair of eyes

"[Wen Ye/Double Black] Red Rose, One Eye" Author: Wu Shang Qu

I see the world with my eyes, you miss someone with my eyes

Content tags: Strong Boy Man Wen Ye

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Chapter 1

I don't know if it's right for me to write this story, but I wanted to be the narrator, about an "old" gentleman I had a crush on and his lover.

Of course, I think that gentleman probably won't like this old word.

I have heard of his name a long time ago. We all know that well-informed people will know secrets that many people do not know. As the editor-in-chief of the largest newspaper in Yokohama, I have special channels, and I do know some little-known little things. secret.

First heard of the gentleman... well, we need to give him a code name, we'll call him Mr. D.

Now our story continues, maybe my story will be a little messy, because this memory is really far away.

When I first heard about Mr. D, I didn’t believe it. His identity is really surprising. Everything about him is not only too mysterious, but also has terrible twists and turns. No one would have thought that such a person would sit here today. position.

His identity is like the most incredible movie you have ever seen, and the power in his hands is enough to subvert everything.

Because of this secret, I even wondered when a man in a suit or a shrewd lady would appear in front of me and sign a series of confidentiality/contracts with me. Later, I thought that I had made up too much.

I would know all about that gentleman, perhaps because he wanted to tell.

I have always maintained an enigmatic interest in him, and soon I got a chance to interview him.

I exclaimed when I got this opportunity. This is the first time he has been interviewed publicly. This is a rare opportunity that all the media are vying for.

I didn't have any hope before this, but when I got the news, I thought God loved me at this moment.

Soon I met Mr. D, a gentleman and a romantic at the same time.

When I met him for the first time, he was wearing a black suit, a retro top hat, and a larger windbreaker behind him. Those iris eyes were fixed on me. When he stretched out his hand, he tied a The white bandage is said to be some kind of symbol of him.

We met at his place, he was probably in his 40s at the time, but believe me he was full of charm at that time, although he was not the most handsome man I had ever seen, he was the only man I was obsessed with.

His smile was alienating but made you feel very comfortable. He let me sit opposite him and poured me a cup of tea himself.

Black tea is my favorite flavor. At that time, I believed the rumors about Mr. D's omnipotence.

Then he said a love story that surprised me and felt touching.

"Beautiful lady, are you willing to commit suicide with me?"

It is said that this is also his signature language, but it is not known whether it is true or not.

To be honest, I like the way he looks at me more, that look makes me feel full of... love, believe me, I decided to use this word after a long time of thinking, I think that look is love, but... this we will later Besides.

I was a little conceited at that time, I had never experienced failure, and I was arrogant under the loving eyes of Mr. D, thinking that I was special to him.

We exchanged contact information after the first meeting, and just when I thought he would not contact me, the second interview came, he sent me a text message asking if I like red roses, I replied as a matter of course Yes.

So when we met for the second time, he gave me a red rose. I noticed that the white-haired brother who had been following him all the time showed weird eyes. He kept looking at me, which made me think he was Jealousy or curiosity, after all, I have become a special one in Mr. D's heart.

I got an answer later, which made me feel that I was special. We called the white-haired guy Mr. Nakajima. He told me that the red rose was one of Mr. D’s rose gardens. He planted it himself.

I think we've all been stupid, and now that I think about it I was probably the stupidest fool ever to think he was in love with me, and of course that's because those eyes were too affectionate.

If I hadn't been blinded, I should have been able to see that other than love and longing, as well as more complex emotions revealed by those eyes, but unfortunately I ignored it.

This interview is divided into five parts. The reason why Mr. D accepted the interview is, in his own words, boring.

After that time, when we met again, he would bring me a red rose. I was very happy and even thought about developing a closer relationship with him after the interview.

But I was also thinking about one thing at the time. Although his eyes were very affectionate, we had no contact outside of the interview. I couldn't figure out what that mysterious gentleman meant.

The fourth time I met was at his villa, I was so happy that I entered his territory, it made me feel even more special.

When I walked in the door that day, I passed a very famous gentleman—Mr. E.

It is said that he is Mr. D’s former colleague and current friend. He looked at me a little strangely. The scrutinizing eyes made me very uncomfortable. I secretly arranged my clothes and nodded to him.

"Whatever you think, it's wrong."

I didn't understand this sentence at the time. I thought he was disapproving my existence from the perspective of a friend, but I didn't take it to heart.

I know you will definitely call me cheap, but I guarantee that such an excellent man treats you so "romantically", you will also think wrong.

Mr. D personally cooked the kitchen that day. He said that because the chef had something to ask for leave, he hoped that I would not dislike his craftsmanship.

oh.Of course I won't dislike him, besides, his cooking skills are excellent and there is no need for such modesty.

"I didn't expect you to be able to cook."

"Really? Then you need to change your mind about me."

He didn't say why he cooks. In fact, people in his position don't need to cook by themselves. As long as he opens his mouth, many people will line up to cook for him, the five-star kind.

I was going to help him tidy up after the meal, but he refused. He tidied up very skillfully, as if he had tidied up countless times.

I won’t talk about the content of the interview. I secretly looked at Mr. D’s home that day. His home was very strange, which made people feel strange. , It's like... I couldn't express that feeling at the time.

After the interview, Mr. D sent me to the car. I was a little disappointed. I came after I had dressed up. I naively thought that something would happen tonight, after all, everyone is an adult.

I turned my head and glanced at him, Mr. D looked at me with a smile, his eyes were so bright, I don't know what emotion was revealed in my eyes, but he said to me: "Beautiful lady, you His eyes...beautiful."

"Thank you."

Eyes, he really likes my eyes.

The last meeting is also the last interview, the location is still his villa, I put on the sexiest underwear and want to develop further with him, just like I said before we are all adults, no matter it is a night /Love or whatever we should all be able to develop.

I know that as a gentleman, he may not take the initiative because of his "stuffy" behavior, but I like this man and he is naturally willing to be bold.

To be honest, I still don't understand why I fell in love with such an "old" man at that time. Maybe he was so attractive that I couldn't stop.

Maybe I was willing to say I love you at that time, or I still like him now, but of course it is not between a man and a woman.

After the interview I stood up and came to him, I wanted to kiss him but...

He saw through my thoughts, his smile was still the same as before but with a little apology, he sat up straight and said to me: "I'm very sorry, it's all my fault that caused all this."

I stopped my steps, I couldn't understand what he was saying at this moment.

"It was I who misunderstood you. You are a very beautiful and outstanding lady. It would be my honor to be liked by you or to die in love together."

I understand now, he understands my feelings and what I want to do, but he... doesn't have much feelings for me, he rejected me.To be honest I was annoyed and more embarrassed that I was rejected, which has never happened before.

"I'm sorry for causing you so many misunderstandings because of my own selfishness."

His apology was very sincere, I just sat across from him and looked at him quietly, I was still obsessed with him and hoped he could give me a chance, but he refused.

In fact, the so-called excellence in his mouth is probably a lie. I am very clear about how arrogant this person is. I want to get a reason to be strong after being rejected again, and what is the reason for his special treatment before? .

"Why me? I know