[文野双黑]Red rose, one pair of eyes

There were a lot of people interviewing you at the time, why me? "

I want to start from here, I want to know what happened, because I knew in the third interview that he personally named me and made me stand out.

"Because your eyes..."

Another time he mentioned my eyes, and there was nostalgia in his eyes at this time, he looked at me as if he was looking at another person through me.

"Would you like to hear a story?"

He relaxed his sitting posture and leaned on the sofa, I nodded, and the light hit him, I suddenly found that this man looked lonely and had signs of age at this moment.

Then I changed my mind and thought that he will be fifty in a few years, and he has passed most of his life.

That story was about him and his lover, Mr. C.

This story is very long, spanning 30 years, because one incident binds the two teenagers tightly together.

He likes my eyes because my eyes are like Mr. C. When I asked about that gentleman, he just smiled and stopped talking. At that time, I understood and didn’t point it out. Mr. C should have left but I don’t know. In what sense.

In fact, I should have found out a long time ago that he has someone he loves. Once I accidentally saw his wallet, and there was a photo of Mr. D and others when he was young. I didn’t pay attention at the time, but now I think about it madness.

Mr. D said that he never thought about falling in love with anyone. Before the age of 25, all he thought about were various suicide techniques, or to tease a little guy who had become his former partner, drinking and fighting. ·bed.

"I think love is a burden, especially falling in love with a little dwarf makes me feel unbelievable. When I was young, I never admitted that I loved him. The happiest thing every day is watching him jumping angrily. But we Admit it, love this thing and when it comes, you'll find that even I can't resist."

"So it was love at first sight? You and Mr. C?"

He shook his head as if recalling something, "Of course not. To be honest, he always regarded me as a bastard at the beginning, the kind of bastard who wanted to trample each other to death. There is nothing I can do."

He shrugged and said to me that it was much more relaxed than when we talked before.

"Our relationship is a bit complicated. Even after I defected, he still cared about me while calling me a jerk, and even played some kind of dwarf to save the beauty."

I can outline the image of Mr. C, it must be a gentle man.

"He is my dog, but he is also very special. With such an identity, he even took the initiative to help the old lady cross the road. Although the old lady was disguised by me, you don't know how funny his expression was at that time. But he is also a good person. , although he himself does not admit it."

dog?It sounds like Mr. C's status is not too high in Mr. D's heart, so why did he fall in love with him?

"To be honest, when I confessed to him, I didn't know why I fell in love with him. I probably got used to every minute and every second of him being by my side. I think I might never be able to live without him in this life. But at the time he thought I must be controlled by something and almost killed me."

He paused and then said to me: "We were 25 that year, and we had known each other for ten years. After confessing, he agreed awkwardly, although I knew he couldn't do without me as the master. Then we were like all lovers, There will be quarrels, there will be conflicts, and then we will reconcile, we live together and my cooking skills are honed by him."

That's why his cooking skills are so proficient, because there was once a person who asked him to cook willingly.

"How did he... if you don't want to tell..."

I'm just curious, and at this point in the story I'd love to know what happened.

I thought he would mind, but I was wrong, maybe at that time I was just the one who listened to the story and he was the one who told the story.

"We were about to get married at that time. I was 26 years old. I was able to propose marriage, because I knew that the dog was shy and would not dare to take out the ring even if it was prepared, so I proposed with his ring."

I heard Mr. D's words and felt that this is really very Mr. D's approach.

He stopped, his fingers tangle unconsciously, he slowly closed his eyes which made me panic, I immediately apologized if he didn't want to say it at all don't have to go on.

"No, it's nothing, I just... haven't mentioned it for a long time."

"It's a supernatural turmoil..."

He talked about a day when an unprecedented supernatural turmoil occurred in Yokohama. There were countless casualties in that turmoil. Among the dead was Mr. C. According to Mr. D, he was the one who rushed to the front.

There are still three days until the wedding, but when a certain person on vacation heard what happened, he abandoned him and returned to the headquarters without saying a word. They all have their own work and tasks, so Mr. D said that his only advice is Let him come back soon, so as not to delay the wedding later.

What Mr. D said was vague, but I already understood it. Although I didn’t know Mr. C’s full name at the time, I understood his work. In that supernatural disturbance, there were roughly three parties rushing to the forefront, and the only available headquarters There is only one.

No wonder Mr. D once said that Mr. C loves Yokohama more than anyone else.

"I didn't even see him for the last time."

He spoke very calmly, but I know how sad he is now.

"After his ability is fully used, he will die. When I saw him again, his body was covered with scars, and I could barely see the figure, but the eyes were still the same as I remembered."

"He likes red roses very much. He is obviously not even a human being, but he likes things about little girls." Mr. D smiled very happily.

"When the two of us were joking, he said that Valentine's Day gifts don't need expensive red wine or sports cars. He wanted me to plant a garden of red roses for him. I never did it before that happened, and he didn't. I was so busy that I naturally wouldn’t urge me, and no one urges me after that.”

Red roses, this reminds me of the few plants that Mr. D gave me before.

"I miss him a lot, but I've been holding back, I know no one is him, there's only one in this world...but when Akutagawa brought your photo I saw your eyes, it made me...probably age big relationship."

Akutagawa is another helper of Mr. D, the same as Mr. Nakajima I mentioned earlier.

I knew what he was talking about, all the photos he asked to interview reporters were for his purpose, because I stood out with these eyes and became the lucky one, I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune.

I calculated the events that have been many years since the supernatural turmoil, and calculated that their relationship has spanned 30 years.

How can there be so much time in a relationship? This man spent two-thirds of his time loving another man, and spent 20 years thinking about him.

"I'm sorry again, because of my own selfishness."

I shook my head, although at first I was a little annoyed that he was teasing my feelings, but now I have no other thoughts except to envy Mr. C. He has such an excellent lover who has loved him for so many years, which is what many people expect.

I finally knew what was missing in this home. There were many traces of the lives of two people in this home, but there was only one real active person. The man in front of me was pretending that Mr. C was still by his side.

I have interviewed many people, from tycoons to high-ranking officials to ordinary people, I have never met such an infatuated man, many people will be sad and miss the death of their lover, but more people will look for the next one after being sad A he or she, very few will stay where they are until the end of the world.

"Can I ask to see his photo at will?"

When I left Mr. D's villa that night, I saw him leaning there. I walked through the rose garden. The red color of the rose burned my eyes like a flame. I rubbed my eyes and wanted to cry. I don't know why. My love that ended without a disease is still the eternal separation of this pair of lovers.

I saw the photo that Mr. D put in his wallet, and I could vaguely see his appearance, because...someone is living in this world in the "appearance" of Mr. C.

I turned around and took one last look at Mr. D. Destiny is a strange thing, that's all I can say.

I know that Mr. D will wait until the end of his life. What he is waiting for is not a person who looks exactly like Mr. C. He is just waiting for Mr. C to take him away.

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x year x month x day

Today is the [-]th anniversary of the psychic riot in Yokohama. I accidentally saw Mr. D, but it was far away.He hasn't changed much. It can only be said that God loves him. He still wears a black casual suit and a windbreaker.

Standing in a corner with a bouquet of red roses in his hand, he stood there as if he was remembering something.

Maybe many people don't understand the significance of him standing there, but I know that is the place where Mr. C was finally found. He came to pay homage and brought Mr. C's favorite red rose.

I didn't say hello, I just touched my eyes quietly, they were not really that similar to Mr C's, Mr C had the most beautiful blue eyes, and mine