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Chapter 13

His hands trembled uncontrollably, and even the skin on his face twitched because he was about to lose tension, Yong knew he couldn't last long.

"Enough..." Ren covered his ears and lowered his face, his voice seemed to be laughing, and his hands slipped from his ears to his face, "...so far..."

The room was as quiet as death, and Zecheng didn't even dare to breathe loudly.Wiping away the tears on his face with the palm of his hand, he staggered to the door with his footsteps so light that he couldn't hear him at all.

"Goodbye, Miyagi." Holding the doorknob, Shinobu turned to face the two shadows in the house.

The door closed softly.Yong's hand was still pulling on the collar, his body began to shake up and down unconsciously, tears fell on the ground drop by drop, shining dazzlingly in the sun.

"..." Completely speechless, Yong let go of Zecheng's arm as if he had collapsed, and sat down on the ground.

Zecheng was always quiet, just standing there looking at Yong who couldn't even cry.After a long time, Yong covered his face and smiled, and when he took off his hands, his eyes were red and swollen like two cherries.

"Sorry about what happened just now."

"...It's me first...I'm sorry." Zecheng smiled awkwardly after being silent for too long, his lips were glued together.

"...By the way, you came here today..." Only then did I realize how discordant the person standing in the middle of the house was.

"..." Ze Cheng bit his lip, "I want to... talk about what happened yesterday. I, I did that kind of thing, thinking you would never see me again... .Also, you forgot the bag of fishing gear.”

"Oh, that's it." What happened yesterday became clear again after being mentioned by Zecheng, and Yong also felt uncomfortable.

"In the future..." He hesitated to speak, Zecheng's eyes dodged.

"Forget it all, yesterday, no, including today's incident." Yong stood up and looked around, took the dark blue fishing tackle bag from the corner and handed it to Zecheng.

"... right..."

"There's no need to apologize, we," Yong smiled wryly, and patted Zecheng on the shoulder, "it's even."

Zecheng rubbed his nose with his fingers, and nodded.

"However, I saw you like this today." After sending Zecheng to the door, he suddenly turned around, looked at Miyagi and smiled.

"But it's not handsome at all, it's a bad way to say."

"Whispering." Miyagi closed the door.

People who are bad say bad.Yong leaned against the door, unable to recover for a long time.

【"Goodbye, Miyagi."】

This time, is it the last?

It's really the last.

I'm a little fortunate that I once thought about how to deal with him if he really came to my door.

"Hi, I'm Miyagi."

"..."

"I told you when I handed Xiao Ren over to you, you must take care of him."

I thought maybe I would never have to make this call again in my life.

"What are you talking about? How dare you say such things after turning my son into what he is now!!"

"If you can't let him live better..."

【"You don't even know how much I..."】

"I, I will really take him away!"

The fingers holding the phone are so cold that it doesn't belong to this season.Yong sat on the ground without a trace of strength.

"He...wouldn't be..."

"Please! One last time, please..." He clenched his teeth, and he didn't know how long he could bear the pain of hollowing out his body.

"...I see."

The phone hangs up and the phone falls on the clothes.

"Tolerate..................."

The floor was cold, as if I took out my heart and put it on it to relieve the burning pain.Yong hugged his head and lay on the ground, finally crying.

"Hot..." Shinobu sat on the bridge by the river, covering the sun with his hands.

Everything that happened today was like a dream.

saw him.

In fact, before hearing his voice, sitting in the supermarket, I was still hesitating.Although Kamijou is a very reliable person, he still doubts whether this Miyagi is his own Miyagi.

So when I saw him, my first thought was to run away.

Ah, it was him, yes.Not abroad, not some specially-appointed professor—he just wanted to escape from himself.

The feelings at that moment, excitement, happiness, sadness, betrayal, shame, are indescribably complicated.

He is also, inexplicably strange, I don't know when it started.

Sudden loss, not speaking for many days, absent-minded when watching TV.

Then I was suddenly excited and wanted to take myself to meet my parents.

Unexpectedly, he was slapped by his father, and he dragged him out of the house.

Wanting to blame him for his recklessness, but unable to speak out, he hugged himself hard.

Time and time again, both were exhausted until neither could stand upright anymore.

What kind of three-year agreement, what kind of further study and hard work, actually went to such a small town, what on earth did he want to do! ?

"So thirsty."

The sun is too harsh.Maybe it's crying and shouting all the time, so that I'm a little dehydrated now.Shinobu lowered his head, and suddenly a picture flashed in front of his eyes.

That Satsuma cup has a big word "forbearance" on the wall.

That's right, I always felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly the phone rang, and Ren took a look to pick it up, weakly.

"Takatsuki, it's me." Inoue Ryuki's voice was clear despite the noisy environment.

"Ah."

"Where are you?"

"do not know."

"I didn't even know... By the way, I'm in Akihabara now, and I bought a lot of ninja figures. It's super fun!"

"Ah."

"What are you doing? People miss you, so when they see ninjas..."

【"Let's drink tea."】

"!!"

"Takatsuki?"

"...I'm sorry, I'll hang up first, there is something urgent!"

"Hey! High..."

【"Besides, everyone is subject to change..."】

"I really know how to say it!" Shinobu ran with big strides, his T-shirt was filled with wind.

Hearing the knock on the door, Yong sat up lazily from the bed.

Could it be that something else was left behind?

There was no strength in his body, his head was dizzy, Yong sighed, and couldn't even take a step.

"Who?"

"It's my young master." The corner of Shinobi's mouth curled up through the crack of the door.

"..." It was too late to close the door, Yong was a little surprised that Ren's strength had become so strong.

"Why are you still there?" Although his face immediately calmed down, his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and he went straight back to the room without even looking at it.

"Because I can't figure it out."

"So a child is a child, and I don't have time to play with you." Yong sat on the ground and leaned against the bed, lit a cigarette and smoked slowly.

"It's just right, I didn't come to play with you." Shinobu stood in front of Yong, with a cold tone.

"Hurry up and go back to Tokyo. If you don't leave, it will be tomorrow."

"Isn't it very good, I don't have any opinion." Shinobu put the phone on the coffee table, lifted the T-shirt and took it off from the top of his head.

"Huh?" The moment he turned his head, Yong's smoke stuck to his dry lower lip.

Shinobu pulled out his belt and threw it on the ground, then unbuttoned his jeans.

"It's been a long time since I've done it. To be honest, I miss you very much." Shinobu's tone was low, no longer the look in his eyes when he was a student.

"Hey......"

"Why, it's okay with that uncle, but not with the old lover?"

"do not do that!"

Kicking his pants aside, Shinobu walked in front of Yong wearing only his underwear, his condescending eyes made Yong feel strange.

"Don't worry, I won't bother you about what future you want." Cong Yong took the cigarette from his mouth, extinguished it in the ashtray, and sat astride Yong Yong's body, "It's just a 'need', this kind of relationship."

"Do not make jokes?!"

"Can't you?"

"of course!"

"Then why not?"

"what?"

"Still," Shinobi grabbed Yong's collar and pulled him closer step by step, "It's just me, okay?"