Chapter 145 (A short plot added)
Adhering to the principle of "not necessarily using it but having it", there is a small wine cabinet next to the kitchen bar in Kimino Seiryoshi's house. The refrigerator is also stocked with ice beer and juice, as well as plum wine that Nana Sawada taught him to make.
It was too late to cook, so I ordered takeout from a nearby restaurant.
Barbecue, beer, the aroma of food and the cool, refreshing ice beer, and most importantly, the two people in front of me - I have seen similar scenes in my memory, and at that time I was wearing the light blue uniform of the police academy.
The blond, dark-skinned young man had just sat down, took off his jacket, glanced at his two cell phones, and then folded his jacket neatly and put it aside.
The young man with black hair and bright eyes had stubble on his face. He opened the lunch box, took out the seasonings, and arranged three sets of bowls and chopsticks separately.
Everything in the world changes, the only thing that does not change is change itself.
Noticing that Kouno Seiryoshi was slightly absent-minded, Morofushi Keimitsu asked in a gentle voice, "What are you thinking about?"
Gongye Shengliang looked at him subconsciously, blinked, stayed still for two seconds, and suddenly laughed.
It doesn’t matter. He has changed the table he uses from the small square table in the dormitory to the coffee table in the living room.
He propped up his face, his brows curved, his eyes warm, and he smiled happily to himself.
Zhu Fu Jingguang was puzzled, but he was infected by him and smiled, "What's wrong?"
Kouno Seiryoshi hummed, "I remember that Zhenping was not there during the previous dorm dinner."
Everyone has become a worker, but Zhenping still can't come. Could this be the choice of the Gate of Destiny?
"Well, there's nothing we can do. The Investigation Division is really busy." Furuya Rei said in a long voice, "Let's not disturb Matsuda from working for now."
“That’s right…”
Kouno Seiryo felt sorry for it, so Furuya handed him a string of grilled birds covered in sauce and said, "Here." As soon as the delicious food entered his mouth, his attention was immediately diverted.
"Would you like some juice?" Zhu Fujingguang asked.
Kono Seiryoshi glanced at the ice beer in front of them, straightened his expression, sat upright, and announced in a rare firm tone: "I want to drink today, too."
Twenty minutes later.
Furuya Rei sighed: "It's still the same as always."
He didn't eat much for supper, and he was very foresighted and only poured half a glass of beer.
The man who had boasted a few minutes ago that he would not leave until he was drunk was now nestled in the soft sofa, eyes half closed, breathing steadily, cheeks stained with a light blush, looking like he was fast asleep.
However, her eyelashes would occasionally blink irregularly, revealing a hazy golden color.
Morofu Jingguang's helplessness was more of a tolerance, and he felt the temperature of the young man's forehead.
The temperature of the back of his hand was very refreshing to the drunk Kouno Seiryo. He raised his face and couldn't help rubbing it. His wet pupils followed the person in front of him, much like some small animal seeking closeness with its owner.
He is a good drinker and becomes incredibly well-behaved when drunk, as if he will accept anything you ask him to do.
This scene triggered the deepest memories of Rei Furuya.
He rubbed the joints of his index finger hard to suppress certain images, exhaled lightly, and stood up.
"Let's send Yuki back to her room to rest first."
Morofu Jingguang hesitated for a second between "carry on your back" and "hug" before the gray-haired young man buried himself in his arms. His warm breath penetrated the fabric and hit his lower abdomen, then melted away in warmth.
Zhu Fu Jingguang paused for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and then gently put his arms around the young man's thin back.
He mouthed the words to the little girl.
"I'm asleep."
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He really shouldn't drink.
The next morning, when he was woken up by Morobushi Kagemitsu, Kono Seira held his head and tried hard to recall, but he only remembered that in the end he was defeated by beer without any suspense.
He took a sip of lemonade to sober him up, his consciousness still a little dull, and he stared at the pendant opposite the bed for a minute before he realized something was wrong.
——Why is he sleeping in the guest room?
Kono Seiryo prefers a spacious bed that he can roll on, so both the master bedroom and the guest room are equipped with double beds. Now he is the only one on the bed, and the other pillow is held in his arms, wrinkled.
Maybe he had made a mistake, Kono Seira thought of a reason. After all, it was the first time for Keimitsu and Rei to come here, and the rooms looked similar.
He checked the time, which was half an hour later than he usually woke up. However, today was his day off, so he just had to deliver a document to Fengji Group before noon. No problem.
Morobushi Kagemitsu: "I was thinking about letting you sleep a little longer, but sleeping too long will give you a headache. Are you still dizzy now?"
After drinking half a bottle of beer and going out for a walk, Kono Seira thought: "I didn't feel dizzy, I just slept very deeply."
Morobushi Jingguang smiled and said, "Breakfast is almost ready. I saw some ingredients in the refrigerator, and there was some leftover barbecue from last night, so I made something simple."
Gong Ye Shengliang was almost choked by the water, "In this case, ahem, I'll do it."
How can I ask someone who just came back from abroad to get up early and cook? How embarrassing! Damn it, drinking is indeed the cause of the problem!
"It doesn't matter, I'm not the only one." Zhu Fu Jingguang said.
"……Um?"
Kono Seira was still a little confused until he left the room and was shocked to see Furuya Rei adding seasoning to the miso soup.
I woke up suddenly and saw Ling cooking. I was not sure, so I took another look.
He rubbed his eyes and saw a ham sandwich, thick omelette, fried pork chop, salad and grilled meat platter on the dining table.
Add to that the steaming hot miso soup, and this is what you call "just a little bit simple"...?
But what shocked Kono Seiryoshi the most was the delicious miso soup served by Rei Furuya. "It's just out of the pot, be careful it might get burned."
He had tried Jingguang's food before when they were camping, but didn't Zero know anything about cooking? He thought Zero was just a front man in the cafe.
When Kono Seiryoshi sat down, he still felt dizzy, "...Zero, have you learned to cook now?" And he cooked so well, like a master!
Furiya Rei knew why he was surprised, and a faint blush appeared on his face. He raised his voice slightly and emphasized: "I have seriously consulted Hiro!"
"And he's making rapid progress. He's already a master."
Morofushi Jingguang, who came out of the guest room, happened to hear the conversation just now and added a sentence with a smile.
When the three of them sat down around the dining table, Kimino Seiryoshi had a vision of returning to the school cafeteria.
But the cafeteria doesn’t offer such a sumptuous breakfast.
He quite liked the days when he lived in the police academy dormitory. It might have something to do with his experience of staying at the Sawada family when he was in junior high school. He felt safe when there were many people around, especially family and friends he could trust.
Normally, he was the only one living in such a large apartment, which was empty and lonely. Since moving in, Kouno Seiryoshi had been thinking about adding something to the family, but his work schedule was irregular and he sometimes had to travel for long periods of time, so it was inconvenient to raise a pet (besides, he also had Hanako), so the plan to add a new member was put on hold.
Now it seems that he should raise two humans.
Kono Seira looked at it curiously, "The miso is made by Zero, but is the sandwich made by Kagemitsu?" he asked casually.
Furiya Rei's hand holding the soup was stuck in mid-air.
There was a subtle pause in the atmosphere, and he exchanged a glance with Morobushi Jingguang sitting opposite him, who slowly put down his chopsticks.
Gong Ye Shengliang inexplicably had a bad feeling.
"As for sandwiches, Hiro and I both made some." Furuya Rei spoke unnaturally, his back straight, "But the taste is still a little different."
"Try it," Zhu Fu Jingguang asked gently, "Which one do you like?"
Purple-gray and light blue eyes looked at him at the same time.
Kono Seiryoshi: “…”
He lowered his head, staring at the sandwich in front of him. It looked perfect, but it was impossible to tell who made it. The hand holding the knife and fork was shaking slightly.
He...he can't like them all QAQ
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Although Jingguang said, "It doesn't matter if you guess wrong," facing two pairs of equally focused and expectant eyes, Kono Seiryoshi couldn't bring himself to say anything, whether it was "the pupil is better than the master" or "a good teacher produces an excellent student."
And they are all really delicious!
Then he burst out with unprecedented potential, ate the whole sandwich, and praised the whole thing with tears in his eyes.
As a result, I managed to eat enough and chose to walk to the company.
After walking a distance, the phone in the car rang. As Gongye Shengliang unlocked his car to check, a black SUV slowed down and stopped beside him accurately.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a face wearing sunglasses and looking extremely sour but still very handsome.
Matsuda Jinpei looked down at his watch. "At 9:38 a.m., a missing child was found."
"Mr. Officer," Kono Seira said, "Actually, I ran away from home."
The black-haired young man raised his eyebrows. "Then it seems the righteous police must take care of it."
Their eyes met and they both couldn't help but laugh at the same time.
Matsuda Jinpei knocked on the car door and said, "I'll take you there."
The author has something to say:
The plot that was not written but did exist: sleeping together at night (raising the flag of surrender)