Chapter 78
The overly slow movements made Kitahara Yuki have the illusion that Amuro Toru was not tasting coffee.
He stopped his absurd thoughts and forced himself to focus on what Amuro Toru said.
The other party was going to see Kuroda Hei.
Kitahara Yuki's thoughts wandered for a moment, and the brief confrontation with Kuroda Hei at the Public Security Office not long ago came to his mind.
The image of Kuroda Hei appeared in his mind. He was steady in his work, looked upright, and was not a man who went back on his word.
He slowly exhaled, "Then go."
"Did you do all these things just to say this?" Amuro Toru raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his head to look at Kitahara Yuki. The other party's expression was calm, not revealing any thoughts.
Of course not.
Kitahara Yuki pointed to the pocket on the side of the sofa and reminded, "Your phone is vibrating, someone is looking for you."
While Toru Amuro was checking his pocket, he remembered the purpose of this test and recalled the other party's series of reactions.
Restraint and forbearance, completely different from the content in the book.
Is it a problem with the book, or a problem with Toru Amuro, or is his behavior not exciting enough?
Kitahara Yuki's eyes fell on Toru Amuro's face again, "Zero, under what circumstances will your heart beat faster?"
"Why do you ask this question?"
Toru Amuro put the phone that had read the text message into his pocket, put on his suit jacket, and buttoned the first button. The fabric pulled down the thin and powerful waistline.
He stood up suddenly, showing a thin waist and long legs.
"Just asking." Kitahara Yuki said.
Amuro Toru laughed, "You don't want to know."
This means that he doesn't want to say it.
Kitahara Yuki frowned. What is there to hide? Even if he wants to hide it, it can't escape his eyes.
"I'm leaving first. What do you want to eat tonight?" Amuro Toru put his hand on the door handle and turned to ask Kitahara Yuki.
"Whatever."
This answer was unexpected, and Amuro Toru took back his hand on the door handle.
A psychology expert who doesn't know what politeness is should casually list a few names of dishes he has never heard of, and then look at him with his dark eyes without blinking.
Or he should raise his chin slightly, squint his beautiful eyes, and say to him, 'I want 21-day-old chicken greens.'
Coquettishly and righteously.
But now, the other party remained silent, looking a little careless.
Toru Amuro asked, "What are you thinking about?"
The sudden approaching voice brought Kitahara Yuki back to his senses. He raised his eyes and looked at Toru Amuro who was not far away, and answered truthfully, "I was wondering why your heart beats faster. Fear, joy, fear, or based on physiological movement?"
Toru Amuro's breathing stagnated, loosened his tight tie, and looked at Kitahara Yuki.
The other party's expression was genuine, and he was really confused, with no intention of deliberately teasing at all.
He grabbed Kitahara Yuki's hand, pulled it hard, and placed it against his heart, saying, "The answer you want."
The unexpected answer made Kitahara Yuki stay there for a long time, until he raised his eyes again and found that he was the only one left in the room.
After thinking for a moment, Kitahara Yuki turned into the bedroom and pulled out the four books that he had hastily stuffed under the bed.
He looked at the first book, "Experts Teach You How to Fall in Love", hesitated for a moment, and stuffed it under the pillow.
This book is unreliable, so he will read it last.
He reached out to "Jane Eyre" and slowly opened it.
The black words on a white background seemed to have magic, causing his eyelids to become heavier and heavier.
When he woke up again, the room was dark, and the books that were scattered around before going to bed were neatly placed on the bedside table.
Kitahara Yuki turned on the light, and through the sudden bright light he saw the soufflé on the dining table, a portion of crab roe noodles in an insulated lunch box, and the label note left by Amuro Toru.
Seven days passed like this, and Kitahara Yuki was carried to the living room by Sugawa Rin, who pushed him into the sofa with a little force.
Kitahara Yuki lay down, wrapped in the soft sofa, and relaxed his head filled with love books and love TV dramas.
Damn it, these things are as terrible as the crime rate of rice flowers.
"Rin, why are you so fierce?"
He looked at the young man with red eyes who was as tall and tall as a green pine, and said in a bleak tone, "The eyebrows are pressed down, the upper eyelids are raised, the corners of the mouth are tightened, and the muscles are tense. Do you want to do something to me?"
Kitahara Yuki took out the gun that was stuffed in the gap of the sofa. Mucang threw it to Qi Chuan Rin and said with a smile: "Use this."
Qi Chuan Rin caught it, his eyes fell on the 'LX' engraved on Mucang's body, the corners of his tight mouth relaxed, he thought about his words, and spoke slowly, "Are you still angry? Do you want to go out for a walk."
"I won't go." Kitahara Yuki decisively refused.
I haven’t finished watching the TV series, and I haven’t finished reading the book.
The road to learning is long and arduous.
Rin Sugawa didn't move or say anything. She just stared at him straight, with an overly stubborn expression that made people's scalps numb.
It felt like being stared at by a large canine.
He wanted to stroke his fur, but also wanted to tease him.
Kitahara Yuki was more inclined to the latter. He raised his foot and kicked the other's knee lightly, "What, Mr. Mafia, you want to tie me up and go out to see the sun today? Use this wooden pole to hold my useful head?"
Rin Sugawa glanced down, and the white and slender ankles came into view, followed by the smooth arch of the foot and the neatly trimmed nails.
"Not wearing socks again?"
The tone was like that of a bald-headed dean who caught a student skipping class.
Kitahara Yuki was amused by his own thoughts, and raised his hands in surrender as the other party's expression became more serious. "I'll be obedient, I'll go out."
Rin Sugawa replied lightly and walked towards the bedroom. He
came out with a pair of wool slippers and black socks in his hands.
He squatted down, gently put on Kitahara Yuki's socks, and then carefully put on the wool slippers.
Kitahara Yuki stood up and moved his legs. The soft touch under his feet saved Jisi's brain that had been destroyed by "love" for seven days.
He patted Rin Sugawa's chest and pulled up the second button from top to bottom. "Buzzing device?"
He saw Rin Sugawa nod. The mafia man who would not lie to him looked very honest. It was the other guy who planted the buzzer that made him itch. Kitahara
Yuki smiled coldly and sat upright on the sofa, so that he could face the buzzer and said, "Get in."
Not long after, Hase Hikaru poked his head out, sat down next to Kitahara Yuki with a frown, and moved to the sofa chair opposite under his overly cold gaze.
Two cans of black coffee were placed in front of the two people.
Hase Mitsuki opened a can with interest and handed it to Kitahara Yuki, "Xiao Yuki, do you still remember the information of the six boat tickets you asked me to check before? The time is three days later, do you want to go out and relax?"
Kitahara Yuki pulled out the information about the boat tickets from his memory.
Oh, it's the first prize I won last time when I brushed my luck.
There are three people here, who are the three tickets for?
A figure emerged in his mind, but was abruptly dispersed by him.
"Okay." Kitahara Yuki said.
His tone was calm, but it made Hase Mitsuki breathe a sigh of relief.
He has been anxious for the past seven days.
His brother has never been out for so long.
Under normal circumstances, the other party will only stay at home to watch the TV series when they are interested, but the time will not exceed three days. On the fourth day , Kitahara Yuki couldn't stand it anymore.