The man from Wugeng's family is indeed reliable

Although the body swapping with Michiru became less frequent, and the last time was less than a week ago, for some reason, this irritating emotion had been stirring in his heart ever since then, giving him an lingering sense of unease.

Why? What is the reason?

Hiroshi had a feeling that the bond between him and her was over.

This inexplicable palpitation even caused him, who usually had a lot of inspiration when he wrote, to run out of ideas. Although he couldn't blame anyone, if this state continued, he would be wiped out hundreds of times by the murderous smile on the beautiful editor's face.

"Hiroshi-kun" a gentle, neutral voice like a girl sounded in front of Hiroshi. From Hiroshi's perspective, he could see the white thighs under the sweatpants of the owner of the voice. They were obviously a pair of good legs, so why were they born to a boy?

He raised his head angrily, and the young man in the dusk, with his soft and shiny short hair, touching shy face, and bright amber eyes, reflected his figure.

"What's wrong, Ayaka? Is there something wrong?"

"Hey." He raised his hands slightly, looking as if he'd expected it. He paused and continued, "Well, that's what Hiratsuka-sensei said at noon. Today we're praying for the victims of the Great East Japan Earthquake."

"Great earthquake in Japan?"

The sound came again. Hiroshi suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the dusk sky as if searching for something.

Yes, a brilliant red, the sun blazing like fire. At that moment, something burst out from the bottom of my memory.

Yes, before, the big earthquake a few years ago.

Japan, a country prone to earthquakes, was struck by its strongest earthquake and tsunami in history. The 8.8 magnitude earthquake triggered a tsunami with a height of up to 10 meters, which instantly struck nearly all of Japan's coastal areas. Simultaneously, roads collapsed in some mountainous towns, and mudslides, landslides, and other natural disasters were widespread.

According to untrue data reported in the news, approximately 15884 people were killed and 2633 people were missing.

Wow

My body involuntarily stood up from my seat, trembling slightly. My heart was beating so violently that it seemed to be pushing against my ribs, but I couldn't hear the sound of my heartbeat.

"That's weird, what's wrong with me?"

The moment I thought of this, I could hear the blood flowing little by little.

"Hiroshi-kun, what's wrong with you?"

Startled awake by Totsuka's doubtful voice, Hiroshi came back to his senses with a bit of a shock and forced a smile.

"No, it's nothing. Didn't Mr. Hiratsuka say we were going to the memorial hall for a ceremony? Let's go quickly."

"Hey, didn't you forget it just now?"

"I remember now, I remember now."

He took the initiative to pull Totsuka's arm and started running forward.

"Don't run so fast, Hiroshi-kun. I can't keep up with you."

Hiroki slowed down his pace after hearing what Totsuka said, but the uneasiness and anxiety in his heart grew heavier.

Damn it, what on earth is going on? I just swapped bodies a week ago, why am I so uneasy?

On the side that Totsuka couldn't see, she bit her lower lip in annoyance. Her lips, which were already dry in autumn, were split by her anxious teeth, and a small crack appeared. The bright red and salty blood soaked the lip line, and a faint smell of rust emanated from her mouth.

In the memorial hall, the solemn and depressing atmosphere calmed Hiroshi's somewhat restless heart. On the contrary, the sad expression on Totsuka's face beside him made his mood slowly sink.

The two of them walked down the long corridor.

Kesennuma, Ofunato, Kuji, Ibaraki, Sukagawa, Soma, Kanagawa, Gunma, and Wakabayashi are divided into regions. All the pictures and cold data add a bit of gloom to people's hearts. The monotonous bleak scenes make Hiroshi sigh silently in his heart.

Then, as if he noticed something out of the corner of his eye, he stopped in front of it in a daze.

Here, it's different from others.

My body began to tremble slightly, and the uneasiness in my heart became even stronger.

Though the photo resembled other scenes—well, it was mostly the same photos—Hiroshi knew this place. The shape of the mountains, the direction of the roads, the shape of the waterfalls, the location of the maple forests, the layout of the fields. It was like recognizing your own shoes among the piles of shoes on the gymnasium steps. As a child, he'd visit relatives in the countryside every summer. Though he'd never experienced anything like this before, a strong sense of déjà vu lingered.

"Hiroki-kun?"

Following the sound, Totsuka was right next to Hiroki. He had a look of pained endurance on his face. Hiroki was so excited that the grip on Totsuka's hand suddenly changed.

Feeling Hiroki's emotional changes and physical reactions, Totsuka couldn't help but scream in pain.

"Sorry, that's all for today."

He stared deeply at the photos in front of him and spoke with a hoarse voice.

"Eh? Are you okay, Hiroki-kun? You look so bad all of a sudden."

"No, no."

Without turning around, he continued to look at the photo in front of him that gave his brain a familiar feeling, and responded forcedly.

"Really?"

"Really not, maybe you saw it wrong."

"really?"

Totsuka stared at Hiroshi with a still suspicious expression, but Hiroshi didn't react at all, but the bitterness at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense.

"Well, all right then."

As if he understood something, Totsuka's face gradually moved away in an almost clear tone.

"Sorry to bother you today. See you tomorrow."

With a gentle wave and a glance at Hiroshi with a hint of reluctance and worry, Totsuka turned and left.

"call"

Not wanting to cause any trouble to the other party, Hiroshi took a last nostalgic look at the photo and left the place.

Walking out of the dreary hall, I looked up at the setting sun. Cars were whirring by on the road, and if I listened carefully, I could almost feel the bustling energy of the entire city.

Does a city like this really look like it did after suffering a disaster a few years ago?

Facing the scene before him, Hiroshi couldn't help but mutter to himself.

However, there is one thing Hiroki can confirm, that is, he has something unfinished. Although he can't remember it, his idea of ​​setting off early to the town where Michiru is is correct.

The exchange with Michiru was a communication with her. It signified a special connection between them. Sharing experiences deepened their bond.

He wants to know her, he wants to see her, he wants to confirm her

With this mood, the next movement is about to be played.

If you have any comments or suggestions, please leave a message in the book review area, or complain at the end of the chapter. That's it, the author is going to Taobao to shop ~(RQ)/~

Extra 2: Singles’ Day: What kind of singles are you if you don’t eat dog food on this holiday?

A white-haired man is playing the piano in the empty concert hall

Waking up from a nightmare, the dim light softly illuminated the space in front of me.

She looked at herself in the mirror on the dressing table next to her pillow.

"Are you awake yet? Why do you look so ugly?"

Hiroshi looked at her but didn't answer. The white sparkle in the mirror was actually snow. And within the reflected snow, the woman's flushed cheeks appeared. It was a pure beauty beyond words.

Perhaps it was the rising sun, the snow in the mirror became even more dazzling, like a burning flame. The hair of the woman floating on the snow also shone with golden light, adding to its dark luster.

"Let me play another song for you, Xun."

When he woke up in the morning, the unadorned beauty fascinated him even more than under the dim light of last night.

He stood behind her, put his arms around her waist, and gently rested his chin on her shoulder. He smelled the faint fragrance coming from her hair at the tip of his nose, and the haze in his heart dissipated, making him smile happily.

"Ah."

Leaning back into that warm embrace, she put down the comb in her hand and rubbed Hiroshi's chest lovingly.

"Take good care of yourself. Tell me if there's anything wrong. Husband and wife don't have private matters, right?"

Her soft arms pulled his neck and licked it gently like a cat. She playfully stuck out her tongue at Hiroshi, her long eyelashes fluttering gently as if they could speak, her watery eyes emitting a soft halo. Hiroshi could clearly feel her emotions when they looked at each other.

She loved him so much, wasn't it obvious a long time ago?

As early as the first time they accidentally played together, they already knew each other's deep sense of harmony and the inexplicable happiness in their hearts when they met.

Really, just one glance at you makes my heart warm, just like meeting the warmest you in the coldest time.

Then finally, with the throbbing in my heart, although it was the first time they met, it felt like lovers who had been in love for many years but were separated by distance and missed each other deeply.

"Goshin Hiroki."

"Miyazono Kaoru."

In the years before he met her, his eyes had always been aimlessly searching for something in the crowd, a person or an object. Hiroshi was completely bewildered, but the moment he met her, the moment he learned her name, Hiroshi understood. The person or thing he had been searching for for so long, for no reason, now appeared before his eyes.

The boy's confession to the girl was simple. It was still the April blossom shower. He stood before her, his fingers plucked the black and white piano keys, and smiled as he said to her, "Listen." It was still the same sad song of love. He gazed at her charming face, silhouetted against the blossom shower, as every little detail of her flashed through his mind like a movie.

Perhaps during his long search, he had stepped on her shadow behind the crowd. However, this time it would not be just a passing by.

Looking directly into her eyes for the first time, Hiroshi read her answer.

Will she refuse or accept?

When the last echo of the music sounded, it was like a slight but soul-shaking thunder, waking up the beauty who was immersed in the music. There was faint thunder, and even if there was no wind or rain, she would stay here.

He held her arm and walked into the wedding hall together, and put on the ring engraved with the symbol of love as they smiled at each other.

He was thankful to have met the most beautiful woman in his prime years. He carried the weight of family on his shoulders, and his heart was burdened with inexplicable memories, memories that seemed to last a lifetime and would eventually turn one's hair white. Perhaps this was the gentle breeze that had brought them together.

The bright lights illuminated the waxed floor below, on which a Steinway piano lay quietly.

Hiroshi sat on the chair, and Xun sat quietly beside him with his eyes closed, waiting for the next song to start.

The melody we first met was bright and cheerful, but it seemed incredibly heavy when played on the piano keys.

My fingers can no longer touch the keys gently, as if I am afraid that they will hurt me. The gentle sound is like our first encounter. The cold touch of the keys comes from my fingertips, but my heart is warm.

"Xun, are you saying you'll leave me again?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Aren't we always together?"

Last night was a nightmare, a white-haired man was playing the piano in an empty concert hall

This inexplicable nightmare seemed to ruthlessly unfold before his eyes the thing he feared most.

Perhaps sensing the uneasiness, Xun gently grasped the cold hand. She leaned her head against Hiroshi's shoulder, feeling his trembling body. Although she didn't know what he was afraid of, she could clearly feel that he needed her.

"Hey, Hiroshi, do you still remember the confession scene?"

"Well, I won't forget it."

"At that time, I didn't know what to say. When I heard the first note, I didn't know what to say. But I really don't know how to express how moved I was. I believe that no one can feel the same as me. I felt my heart beating wildly. After hearing that song at that time, I made up my mind."

Her head left his shoulder and her soft lips pressed against Hiroshi's open lips.

"I really love you, Gokura Hiroki-kun. I've been learning to be independent all along, but your appearance made me so dependent on you that I can no longer be separated. I started to lose myself three minutes after I met you. You're standing right in front of me, with no way out and no one forcing me. I just want to be with you forever. Be my shackles, Hiroki."

In real life, when will a hip-hop girl be able to say such a long speech? Really, I was completely enlightened by her. Hao Shu grinned bitterly and said, "What am I afraid of?" Thinking of this, his body made a move in the next second.

Slap yourself to wake up, don't get sick, you are not dead yet, you can wait until you are in the coffin to dream.

He took a deep breath and looked at the girl in front of him who was looking at him, his wife, the person he loved most.

"Xun, let's go shopping. It's been a while since I went out for a walk with you."

You still have to buy high heels, wear skirts, and take care of yourself. The cup is warm, and you are never alone. She is always by your side, painting your shackles with your favorite colors. Don't fall asleep peacefully anymore, spend more time with those you love and those who love you.

The trembling stopped and the heart beat strongly again.

“Hey, but you’re going today, aren’t you?”

He sealed her lips with his fingers, and seeing Xun's expression as if she wanted to say something but couldn't, Hiroshi smiled and hugged her, deep in his arms.

When she resisted slightly, he put his mouth next to her ear.

"I love you the most, my dear wife"

The body in my arms softened after this sound.

At the request of book fans, we let Xun appear again. Although it is in the extra chapter, the ending feels great, doesn't it?

I wish you all a happy Singles' Day, and may you enjoy the sight of dog food.

BY: Congratulations again from Xianyu Totoro, who is typing silently on Singles’ Day.

It's so painful to have my wallet emptied out (:f).

Chapter 87: Things that Gokura Hiroki can do