How to file a resignation with Gin

Chapter 77

【Kurosawa Jin, I will not come back again. 】

When these words appeared on the screen, Kurosawa suddenly raised his eyes to look at him, his green eyes were as cold as frosted jade.

"Won't you come back?"

He still maintains a calm and expressionless state, but the atmosphere around him suddenly becomes constricted, and the sharp murderous aura is as real as it is, smashing towards him like a mountain pressing down on him.

He lowered his voice and asked, "What do you mean?"

literally.Natsuki Hojo thought.

But his fingers seemed to have been cast by a spell, and they became extremely heavy, and it became difficult to type and explain.

He put the phone on the ground, and sat down, hugging his knees and looking at Kurosawa.

The screen of the mobile phone is on there, and then automatically turns off after half a minute.

It is not easy for a person like Natsuki Hojo, who always plans well and is used to making decisions before acting, to make this impulsive decision.

We must abandon the value evaluation standard that has always been regarded as the standard, betray the reason that clamors to stop, leave no way out, and gamble on a slim possibility.

It's really not his usual style.

But Hojo Natsuki knew clearly that if he didn't do this and retreated to the safe zone according to his habit, this idea would still hover above his head, ready to move and instigate him to take risks all the time.

If there had to be one big gamble in a life of routine, it was this moment.

"You don't want to see me anymore." Kurosawa said calmly, "Is that so?"

Hojo Natsuki lowered his eyes, and didn't even dare to look directly at Kurosawa Jin's reaction, because if he took a second look, his heart would soften, and he would overthrow his hard-won determination and redo his plan.

Kurosawa stood in the living room, his body covered in soft warm colors brought by the light, while Xia Shu sat with his legs crossed in the bedroom with the lights off. In two different worlds.

That year in the hospital, he was lying on the hospital bed, and Gin came to see him.At dusk, the orange-red sunset leaking in from the window frame willfully divided the ward into half-light and half-darkness.

Natsuki Hojo was wrapped in the gentle sunset, while Gin was half-closed to the door, completely submerged in the shadows.

Now the situation is reversed, Silence is like a swimming fish, swimming from Kurosawa's palm, across the silent deep sea between them, to Xia Shu's eyes.A light flick of its tail deprived him of the ability to make a sound.

Kurosawa Jin said, "Hojo Natsuki, explain."

--how to explain?

At that time, Kurosawa Jin couldn't tell, he couldn't confess his heart to a person who hadn't recovered his memory.

The current Hojo Natsuki can't say, how can he tell Kurosawa that you are a person in a game, and everything in life is made up of false codes. In fact, we have met before, and I came here to find you again... ...Even if he wants to explain the ins and outs carefully, the rules of the world will not let him say it.

Hojo Natsuki hugged his knees and moved into the room, like a cat that did something wrong and wanted to avoid punishment.

He heard Kurosawa sigh lightly, and picked up the old cell phone.

"You're always like this." Kurosawa said in a deep voice, "You say you like buttered potatoes, you say you like iced Americano, and you also say you like gifts from others for social purposes. Does your like matter to everyone? Okay, it’s a blank check anyway.”

"You said you liked me, but now you say you won't come back." He narrated steadily, and then laughed, "Natsuki Hojo, is it fun to play tricks on me?"

Kurosawa's gaze stopped a little in the air, where Xia Shu was holding the phone just now, he kept his face, trying to confront the invisible person.

Natsuki Hojo, who was sitting on the ground, looked up at him, feeling unbearably sad, and his eyes quickly became moist.

He didn't move.Kurosawa, who hadn't gotten a reply for a long time, had calm brows and stood straight at the door, like a towering lonely pine, looking upright and pitiful.

When pulling himself, Xia Shu always felt like a sea wave, rushing towards the reef tirelessly day and night, trying to move that hard rock that doesn't understand the style.He only discovered now that maybe the stone is not indestructible as imagined, it is always soft to him.

Hojo Natsuki adjusted his lower body position, so that he could just look past Kurosawa Jin's body, and was surprised to find a paper bag on the coffee table with the logo of the coffee shop he loved to go to printed in the middle.

It was also because I told him specifically.

Hojo Natsuki solemnly exhorted: "The other one doesn't taste good, don't buy it wrong..."

Kurosawa raised his eyebrows lightly, and said with his eyes, 'Are you courting death? '

Xia Shu immediately faltered, and changed his words in a humble way: "...you can buy whatever you want, I shouldn't push myself!"

But since then, he hasn't missed it again.

With just one glance, the pain and astringency he had finally forced back began to surge again.Kuisawa is always so awkward in reconciliation, he never opens his mouth to say a word, and silently buys him coffee, as long as he drinks it, he will reconcile by default, and if he doesn't drink it, he will never speak.

"...Why do you think you can get me right?" Xia Shu thought dumbfoundingly, "It's too cunning. It's been like this since childhood."

He raised his head, and saw the outline of Kurosawa through his blurred vision.It turned out that Kurosawa had already grown so tall, with a deep nose, a jagged outline, and aggressive facial features.

Many years ago, the young Kurosawa Jin drove to pick him up. He turned his head to look at Kurosawa's side face, imagining countless times what this person would look like when he was old.

Hair is naturally silver, will it turn white?There will be indelible wrinkles at the end of the eyes, do you also like to use a thermos?

Xia Shu thought of this and began to chuckle, Kurosawa glared at him, thinking that the silly boy was inexplicable.

"What are you giggling about again?"

"It's not a smirk."

"Stupid."

"Why are you scolding me all of a sudden? Your quality is so poor."

"Oh."

"Guess what I'm thinking?"

"..."

"Guess."

"roll."

"Guess. Good guess."

"..."

The child started to get annoying when he didn't get an answer, grabbed his clothes corner, blinked his eyes and repeated: "Guess, guess, guess..."

Kurosawa was so annoyed, he casually said, "I want to eat buttered potatoes."

"...I'm clearly looking at you, why do I think of buttered potatoes?" Xia Shu was startled, thinking that Kurosawa was simply unreasonable, but he would not keep staring at other people's faults, and did not continue to play tricks, showing mercy The answer was revealed, "I'm thinking about what you'll look like when you're old."

Kurosawa Jin: "Boring."

Xia Shu wondered: "What's so boring, I think very seriously."

Kurosawa: "Only you can think of such nonsense."

Xia Shu retorted: "It's not."

It was the evening rush hour, the road was very congested, and the vehicles were moving and starting and stopping.Kurosawa was a little irritable, and opened his mouth to hit him with a few words.For example, how can a person like him talk about the future, maybe he will become someone's ghost tomorrow, let alone imagine such boring propositions as 'after getting old'.

He turned his head, looked into the child's Qing Lingling eyes, lost his temper immediately, and put his fingers on the steering wheel, thinking that this time it would be fine.

"You must be thinking, maybe you won't live to that age at all." Xia Shu stared at him and said very seriously, "But I want to grow old with you, so you should live longer."

Kurosawa paused, turned his head to look over, his expression was gloomy.

And Xia Shu didn't realize what shocking words he said, and started dreaming with his fingers: "When I buy a house at the age of 20, a big balcony, a barbecue grill, and a super cool observatory on the roof, then you can come over Live with me... Retire at about 30, be a freelance inventor..."

Kurosawa sneered: "It's not dark yet."

"Think about it first."

"Oh." He held the steering wheel and asked casually, "Then... when will you get married?"

"...Marriage?!" Xia Shu was startled, and muttered to himself, "Yes, normal people want to get married, I haven't thought about it at all... Then find someone to marry at the age of 35..."

He quickly denied himself: "No, I can't imagine this, I don't want to live with someone I don't know and I don't like." He quickly thought of something, "Hey? Why don't you marry me? Haha Ha ha ha ha……"

"……roll."

"Are you angry"

"..."

"Okay...don't be mad...I was just kidding..."

The days are like the shadow of a clock, and as soon as the sun shines, the dragging skirt turns around and around, walking forward endlessly.

Kurosawa Jin is already 27 years old, and when he looks at people with a cold face, he has a very dangerous temperament.

"But I don't think I will have the chance to see you when you are 60 years old." Hojo Natsuki said to himself, and quickly cheered up again, "... next time. It will definitely be possible."

And Kurosawa didn't get a reply for a long time. He lowered his head and looked at the mobile phone in his palm, his eyes were calm, his back was straight, and he still looked indestructible and calm.

But inexplicably, it looks like a wild beast that has been injured and is holding on and refusing to show weakness.

"Do you think," he said, "I won't be angry?"

Xia Shu stared at him blankly, and couldn't bear to look away for a long while.

Kurosawa pinched the phone, his fingertips were a little powdered due to excessive force, and veins burst out on the back of his palm.

He asked, "Are you gone?"

The room was empty, so quiet that a slight reverberation could be heard.

Natsuki Hojo couldn't move, shed tears, and accepted the cruel torture voluntarily.

Kurosawa took a few steps forward, fell down on the sofa, raised his head, covered his eyes with the other hand, and spoke steadily.

"You've gone too far this time, Natsuki Hojo." His tone was very stern, "If you don't come back... I won't care about you."

As he said so, he unlocked the screen, clicked down to bring up the soft keyboard, and threw the phone with the memo interface on on the coffee table.

After half a minute, Kurosawa added coldly: "...the coffee is for you."

Probably because he felt that he was trying to hide something, Kurosawa stopped talking and waited quietly.

And Xia Shu dragged his body with difficulty, walked to the side of the coffee table, hovered his fingers in the sky, but didn't know what to hit at all.

Unable to speak.Can't say a word.

He turned his head to look at Kurosawa, who had slender knuckles and still covered his face with his hands, as if he was trying to hide some kind of emotion that was very weak to him and didn't want to be positive.

Hojo Natsuki leaned back against the sofa, staring at the ball lamp hanging from the ceiling, the warm orange light poured down like sunlight, and the whole room looked like a crumpled sweet orange.

He listened to Kurosawa's gradually disordered breathing and closed his eyes.

The screen of the mobile phone dimmed, and because no one touched it, it automatically turned off again, turning into nothingness black.

So be it.

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