Chapter 100 Chapter 100 There’s no need to do this out of guilt…

Although the ivy is still a vibrant green, it is already autumn.

As it was approaching evening, even the heat from the sun had mostly dissipated, and a cool breeze blew up the hem of Rei Furuya's windbreaker.

The blond police officer pushed open a door and turned to look at Morobushi Kagemitsu, who was standing outside the door and didn't seem to have any intention of coming in: "Hiro."

The young man with cat eyes was standing with the light behind him, which made Fūya Rei, who couldn't see his expression, sound uneasy, fearing that he would turn around and leave.

Furuya Rei even put his hand on the doorknob again: "...Did I act on my own again and make Hiro unhappy?"

Just as he was about to turn around, close the door, and leave, Zhu Fu Jingguang spoke up: "Why?"

This private art gallery is located in a remote area. Apart from Furuya Rei and Morofushi Kagemitsu, no one else can enter or leave, or even pass by here.

So, Rei Furuya also answered here: "We once pretended to be a couple for a mission. I thought a lot of the things we said and did were fake at the time - including that art exhibition that I thought would never take place."

He walked down the stairs so that Zhu Fujingguang could see the regret in his eyes: "But later I realized that I missed a lot by holding this idea."

Zhu Fushigi Jingguang couldn't tell what he was looking at, whether he was looking at the painting behind Furuya Rei, which was drawn by himself, or at Furuya Rei who was framed by the painting.

In fact, compared to the uneasy Fūya Rei, perhaps the expressionless Morobushi Kagemitsu at this moment was more frightened.

He was afraid that the painting that revealed Scotland's feelings would appear in it.

After a while, Zhu Fujingguang nodded to show that he understood, stepped onto the stairs, and walked into the exhibition with Furuya Ling, which was only visited by painters and exhibition organizers.

There are not many paintings by Zhufu Jingguang, or it can be said that there are not many paintings left by Zhufu Jingguang. Most of them have been destroyed during the transfer of safe houses.

The painter himself does not cherish his paintings. Although those paintings record his current mood, state, and even the people he likes, he feels that he can't keep anything, so he keeps nothing.

Most of the paintings on display here today were taken by Rei Furuya from grassroots members of the organization who wanted to climb up to Scotland and left behind Scottish paintings when they cleaned up the safe houses.

There are also a few paintings that the Miyano sisters liked in the past, so Scotland gave them to them, and they were borrowed by the current Furuya Rei.

After looking at the first five paintings, Zhu Fujingguang realized that they were arranged in reverse chronological order according to the time he painted them.

There is no custom of signing or dating Scottish paintings. Perhaps influenced by his previous life, his painting skills were very proficient without any teacher. It is even impossible to judge the order of his paintings based on whether his painting skills have improved.

...Furiya Rei's dedication to this exhibition far exceeded Morufushi Kagemitsu's imagination.

The young man with cat eyes didn't see the painting where it should be. He subconsciously wanted to look at Furuya Rei, but quickly retracted his gaze before making contact. However, he could still hear the latter speak softly, as if hurt by his slight action: "Hiro, you don't want to see it now, right?"

Zhu Fujingguang could not refute it.

The further back in time you go, the longer the time span of the paintings becomes. The young Scotland did not have that much personal time. Before being experimented on by Sambuga, he was often busy with various tasks assigned by Gin - he reasonably suspected that this was because he often quarreled with Gin over the Miyano sisters, and this recognized model worker took revenge on him.

When he came to the first painting he had drawn in the organization, Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu thought that today's special art exhibition would end here. When he was thinking about what to say to Furuya Rei, the blond young man turned his head and motioned him to follow him around the corner.

The exhibition did not end there, and the exhibition organizer turned into the painter.

The similar painting style connects Zhu Fujingguang's entire life trajectory.

Following the previous chronological order, in the first painting that appears, Morofushi Kagemitsu leads away the organization's members, and the Fūya Rei who is protected by him hides in the towering plants, looking at the young figure leaving him at a loss.

The next picture shows Morofushi Kagemitsu and Furuya Reibon sitting on a swing, with Morofushi Takaaki, who had just returned from summer camp, walking on the path in front of them.

The following paintings show Keimitsu Morofushi introducing Yamamura Sou to Rei Furuya who looks very unhappy; Rei Furuya saying goodbye to Keimitsu Morofushi at Tokyo Station with tears in his eyes as he prepares to return home with his family; Keimitsu Morofushi and Rei Furuya playing in the streets of Tokyo; Keimitsu Morofushi "picking up" Rei Furuya who was covered in scars after a fight in a park.

Finally, there's Morobushi Kagemitsu, who hasn't met Furuya Rei yet. There's Morobushi Kagemitsu, his eyes curved as he devours red bean taiyaki with both hands; there's Morobushi Kagemitsu, who's just learned to crawl amidst his parents' applause; there's the cat-eyed baby, still sleeping in his crib, with Morobushi Takaaki poking his chubby cheeks helplessly...

Although Furuya Rei remained silent throughout the process, quietly accompanying Zhufu Jingguang as he looked at each painting one by one, without urging or explaining, Zhufu Jingguang still guessed that these paintings, which also had no signatures or dates, were created by the blond young man beside him.

But in his memory, whether in the previous life or this life, Furuya Rei could not paint.

At that time, for the purpose of the mission, Furuya Rei used the painting that revealed Scotland's feelings, so that when Furuya Rei sent him painting supplies, Morobushi Kagemitsu said a stinging remark: "Rather than accepting these, I would rather see you draw a picture for me."

"If I learn to paint one day." At that time, I don't know what kind of mentality Furiya Rei had, but he replied like this.

The sentence that begins with "if" sounds so far-fetched. According to the way their relationship had developed at that time, no matter how much time passed, Furuya Rei would never learn to paint because of Morofushi Kagemitsu.

But the reality is that not only did Fūya Rei learn it, he was even able to complete these dozen paintings in Morobushi Kagemitsu's usual style.

In just three months.

As a childhood friend of Rei Furuya, no one knows Rei Furuya's strength better than Morobushi Jingguang. As long as he wants to learn, there is nothing he cannot learn and cannot reach the top.

But Zhu Fujingguang also knew that even for such a low level of strength, it would take a lot of time and energy to achieve these goals.

This person seems to be omnipotent, but behind his omnipotence are countless brightly lit nights.

For the amnesiac Morobushi Kagemitsu, Furuya Rei desperately compresses his work schedule, planning his route in Tokyo, decorating a sea of ​​flowers in his safe house, paving the way for him to join the Public Security Bureau, and even tracking down Scotland's whereabouts in Europe despite never having been there...

This exhibition was arranged for him.

He warned himself again and again not to delay Furuya Rei's life any longer. Guilt is too heavy an emotion, not to mention that Zhufu Jingguang has saved Furuya Rei more than once.

But emotions are never something that humans can control.

In the past, Zhufu Jingguang couldn't control himself from falling in love with Furuya Ling, and now Zhufu Jingguang still can't do it.

No one can remain calm in the face of such sacrifice, especially when the person making the sacrifice is the one you love.

Perhaps to hide the love he was about to express, or perhaps to take another closer look at Jyougu Ling's paintings, Zhu Fujingguang moved his feet slightly and slowly looked from the first painting in front of him to the next.

He was looking at his own life this time, and also at Furuya Rei who drew all of this.

Furiya Rei still hasn't recovered his childhood memories of him, let alone those moments of Morobushi Kagemitsu's childhood he wasn't a part of. So how did he know these moments? Even though he feels a strange awe for Morobushi Takaaki and can sense that Takaaki's feelings towards him aren't particularly favorable, is he still willing to seek him out to learn about these details of his upbringing?

Finally, Morofushi Keimitsu stood in front of the painting that represented the true separation of childhood Morofushi Keimitsu and Furuya Rei, and the different paths their destinies took.

This was the first time he had this thought: If he and Rei Furuya had not separated because of this, they would definitely be much happier now.

There wouldn't be a 16-year gap between them, there wouldn't be unresolvable issues of position between them when they met again, and their words to each other wouldn't need to be mixed with truth and falsehood...

Moruofushi Kagemitsu and Furuya Rei were supposed to grow up together from innocent childhood, through the love-struck adolescence, to young adulthood fighting side by side.

If he is lucky enough, then one day when Morofushi Keimitsu can no longer suppress the burgeoning feelings in his heart and musters up the courage to confess to Furuya Rei, he will be rewarded with a young girl whose cheeks and ears will also turn red.

"Hiro."

Along with this call, Jiang Gu Ling's finger lightly tapped Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyebrows.

"Don't make that expression, I didn't mean to embarrass Hiro—"

The rest of his words were cut short by the look in Zhu Fujingguang's eyes.

The cat-eyed young man was reflected fully in his purple-grey eyes, and no one could look away.

Those emotions that had been growing silently and wildly were finally no longer bound by the person himself. They jumped out of the body like a light spark, and fell in this dry autumn. A gust of wind blew, and it ignited a fire that enveloped the two of them.

Zhu Fujingguang stood there and quietly accepted the kiss from Furuya Rei.

At first it was just a very simple touch, as if the person who was lost and found was still carefully confirming something, and he couldn't even feel the other person's body temperature.

Not receiving any signal of resistance, the cat-eyed young man's mouth tried to open, and the very light coffee flavor was quickly swallowed up by the aroma of grape oolong.

Someone's hand touched the back of Zhu Fu Jingguang's head and slowly moved down to his neck. Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was not used to being touched in this area, instinctively tried to move forward to avoid it, but he seemed to tilt his head back and actively deepened the kiss.

So she placed her other hand on his lower back, holding him in her arms, unable to tell whether it was to comfort or to confine him.

My heart was beating so hard that it was painful.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a blue butterfly that slowly folded its wings and fell because of fatigue, about to be swallowed by the fire.

When he was released because of the feeling of suffocation, at this extremely close distance, a very light sigh was clearly caught by Furuya Rei.

"There's no need to go this far out of guilt, Zero."

I don’t know whose tears fell and whose face was wet.