[Ninjin] similar to you

It's romantic."

There is also the ability and eloquence to see through the essence "sharply" (Nioh: Isn't this just complaining and talking?)...

Deeper?

This person is lonely, and also very lonely. A little loneliness that flows from his bones does not make people feel sad.

This is a man who enjoys solitude.

He is probably looking for the value of life, but he doesn't care if he can find it.

And the sequelae left in the process are probably... always wanting to take care of others?

Or, there was once a person who he took care of for a long time, so after leaving only one person, he became unaccustomed.

He will hide his inner thoughts, but he is more frank than before.

If his memory is correct, this guy was obviously unwilling to reveal his feelings to others when he was a teenager.

But also, who has not changed?

Even himself...

To open the door of this house so easily, it must not be as simple as just looking for a roommate to relieve loneliness.

I am somewhat tired and want to find someone to share with me.

As for what to share, I can't say clearly...or I don't want to say clearly.

And if he has learned about Renzu's life history intermittently from his friends over the years, he and Renzu can indeed be regarded as sympathetic to each other from some angles.

What can be said clearly is that both of them are lonely.

No excuses, I need company.

Nioh thought so.

He drank the porridge slowly and with difficulty.

Shinozu frowned strangely: "Is the taste okay?"

"I'm too hungry and have no appetite." King Ni said, "It's not your problem."

"I don't think it's my problem either." Renzu said leisurely.

King Ren snorted and didn't speak any more.

He finished the porridge in the bowl before it cooled down, and he didn't eat a few mouthfuls of the stew, it was really bland and tasteless.

Renzu Noodles did not change color and put the almost untouched stew into a microwave bowl: "Heat it up tomorrow morning and use it to cook noodles."

"You are really careful and careful." King Ren said.

When I was in junior high school, I went shopping in Tokyo and ran into this guy who was grabbing discounted tennis balls or discounted equipment...

Nioh thought that the contradictions in this man were also very interesting.It is clear that the bourgeoisie class lacks everything, and the residence and living conditions also have a bit of petty bourgeois sentiments, but some details also have the characteristics of petty bourgeoisie.

The dishes were piled up in the dishwasher in the kitchen, and he endured enough to push the box that Nio put in the entrance.

"Don't find a room to put it in first?"

"It's better for me not to enter the room if you're not here."

"Don't be so polite, I don't have any domain awareness." Renzu joked with a smile, "Just go in whichever room you like. Ah, the bed sheets in the guest room are still in the cabinet... Then you can just go directly Go to my room and sleep."

"What about your cleanliness as a doctor?"

"It's two different things." Renzu carried the suitcase up the stairs, "Your cleanliness may be worse than mine."

Nioh put his hands in his pockets and followed his feet upstairs, without expressing any opinion on the conclusion of "cleanliness".

Some habits are also acquired. This King Ni once wanted to change, but he has not succeeded so far.

He didn't want to embarrass himself too much, so he simply acquiesced in such a change.

These changes are not all bad.

It's actually good.

Nioh thought, I have become a better version of myself, but others are more familiar with the former me.

The two guest rooms are facing each other. Standing in the middle of the aisle, I turned around and asked, "Left and right?"

"Can it reach the sun?"

"Yes, you also need photosynthesis." Renzu joked and opened the door on the right hand: "This side will be brighter. The best light is actually the master bedroom. If you want to bask in the sun, you can come to my room."

"Doctor Renzu, I also have to go to work during the day." Nioh said, "I sit in the office when I can bask in the sun."

"If you want to go out to work again, there is still more than half a month. You don't have to go out to work, do you?"

It's not up to me to decide either.

It depends on what criminals in Tokyo think.

King Ni shrugged.

He took two steps forward and took the suitcase in Ren Zuzu's hand: "Okay, I can pack it myself, you are busy with your work."

"Okay." Renzu stepped back a few steps out of the room, and helped King Ren close the door.

After a few seconds, he opened it again and poked his head in: "The clean sheets are on the top layer of the closet, and the thick quilt is also there."

"understood."

The door closed again.

Nioh frowned and turned off the ceiling light in the room, leaving only the wall lamp by the bed, and opened the wardrobe door.

The bottom is empty, with only a few hangers alone.

On top is a white sheet.

He looked back at the standard decoration of the guest room - white walls, white ceiling lights, white wall lights, wooden cabinet doors and bed boards without carvings.

Really standard standard room.

It seems that this guy has really lived alone since he moved here.

It seems to be quite pitiful.

The author has something to say: Although this article and that article are both ninja, but this one is more affectionate and the other is more free, here is a derivative related to the original work, and the other is completely empty, and this is full of routines. no sincerity...

I actually want to put a lot of my understanding of life in this article, but my writing has become a running account for some long articles...

Only short stories can become literary and artistic... I'm still uneducated... I haven't read a few books since I went to college...

What ORZ is most satisfied with so far is that Jiren is under thirty...

Having said that, in fact, my main cp is Ninren.

However, the world situation is similar, and the favorite is often not good at writing ORZ...

By the way, I don’t know anything about psychology. Nioh’s character skill setting refers to the recently watched "He Comes, Please Close Your Eyes" and "If Snails Have Love". TV dramas are not novels.

☆, 4

Maybe it's because I slept too much during the day, and I couldn't fall asleep in bed at night.

Even though I was sleepy, my head was throbbing with pain, and gradually even the wound began to ache.

After persisting for more than an hour, Niwang couldn't bear it anymore and finally turned over and sat up.He first stared at the solid wood cabinet door in front of him for a while, then pulled himself together and went to the side to turn on the bedside lamp.

After adapting to the light for a while, he took out the computer from the suitcase and started to read the literature.

He actually has a research mission.

After graduating with a Ph.D., and with a well-known supervisor, the working relationship is still linked to the Institute of Psychology, and the salary of both parties is still paid, so he has to take care of both jobs.The old professor favored him, and he had to know how to measure himself.

The research direction of the thesis was set early on—he has been working on criminal psychology.

With front-line work experience, I have been to the field to see the scene of the crime, I have profiled several vicious homicide cases, and I also help other teams analyze petty theft criminals when I have a little leisure time. The rest of the work is Combine theory.

Late at night is actually the moment when work inspiration bursts out, and after falling into thinking, the physical discomfort is also relieved.

Nioh quickly entered the working state.

Charts, data, curves, these are used to assist research.

There are also the latest research results literature.

The entry point of his own thesis is different from others, so there is no need to worry too much about the research results of the thesis being bumped and people rushing to the front.After all, he is a person who has personally experienced vicious cases, and his entry point and perspective are unique.

It also takes time to sort out fragmented information.

When Niwang came back to his senses, he heard a knock on the door.

Very light, just three strokes.

But it is enough in the silent night.

"...Please come in?"

Ren Zuo opened the door with a cup of hot milk and came in: "Sure enough, you haven't slept yet."

"...You are not afraid that I was woken up by you." Renwang suddenly felt the pain and dizziness in his head when he came back to his senses.He squinted his eyes and pushed the computer aside, folded his hands together and rubbed his face.

Renzu walked closer: "The fact is that you didn't sleep."

He touched the back of Nio's hand covering his face with the wall of the milk cup: "Have a headache?"

"Pfft."

Let go of the hand covering the face, the temperature on the back of the hand is a bit annoying.

The temperature of the central air conditioner is just right, but the room is inevitably dry.The whole person sat under the quilt and worked for a long time, his face was hot from the smoke.

Fortunately, my hands were still cold, so I covered them for a while to feel better.

King Ni frowned, and pushed away the cup that had been attached to the back of his hand: "Drink it yourself."

Shinobu had obviously expected this situation a long time ago.

He directly reached out to snap Nio's fingers, stuffed the cup into his palm and clasped his hands together.After finishing, he was a little surprised: "Your hands are so cold?"

"It's okay." King Ni glanced at the milk in disgust, but did not refuse the second time.

"Cold hands are due to lack of energy and blood, your body is quite weak." Ren Zu said.

He tentatively touched King Ren's ear with both hands before pressing on King Ren's forehead.

Whether physical exercise is useful for relieving headaches is another matter. Warm fingertips and just the right amount of strength can indeed relieve anxiety.Nioh trembled when he was touched.He concealed his slight trembling by raising his head, lowered his eyebrows, raised his glass and slowly began to drink milk.

The temperature of the milk is already a little cold, but it is just warm.The taste of milk at this temperature is really not good.

But Nioh's attention was not on the milk, but he drank the milk bit by bit.

He felt that the distance between himself and Shinozu was getting closer too quickly.

If you think about it carefully, it is not unexpected.

Their life circles are not too narrow, and they are still in the age group where they are not tired of starting a new relationship.

The world has given them enough goodwill, but it has also given them corresponding malice.

Alternating indifference and enthusiasm made them feel tired, but they still had expectations.

I want to grab something, but I don't know what it is that I want to grab.

Nioh licked the milk stains on his lips.

He is not used to the temperature of the air conditioner.This makes him always have a fever feeling that his respiratory tract is about to burn.But the temperature is indeed normal.

Putting the cup on the bedside table next to him, Nio closed his eyes and opened them again.

He looked up at Shinobu from the bottom up.

The man without glasses usually hides the gentleness behind the lens with a little indifference in his eyes, and when he is in the backlight, he has a layer of illusory warmth.

Nioh reached up and grabbed Shinobu's wrist.

"Hiss...your hands are really cold." Ren Zu couldn't help frowning, "You don't feel uncomfortable."

"I feel hot." Nioh said, "The air conditioner is too high."

"...you're kidding."

"Really." Niwang let go of his hand.

His other hand had just touched the side of the milk cup, and it gradually cooled down after such a short while.

He simply covered his eyes with both hands, the coolness made him wake up a lot.

Renzu withdrew his hand, took a step back and tilted his head to look at him, his brows still frowning: "Did you lose too much blood due to injury?"

"I've always been like this."

"...Don't you think it's wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." King Ren curled his lips, "I think it's wrong to turn on the air conditioner. It's too dry."

"So you didn't turn on the air conditioner during the winter before? What about the heating?"

"I don't have money to rent a house with heating. Isn't it enough to have quilts?" Niwang said.

Renzu took a deep breath: "Why haven't you been frozen to death yet?"

Also, that's not how you talk about it.

If you have no money to rent a house, then you can afford to rent my house?This is the top floor of a high-end residential area in central Tokyo!When you were eating just now, you said you would pay the rent, but you didn't care about how much you would pay...

After complaining, I wanted to raise my hand to push my glasses, only to realize that I wasn't wearing them.He coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and picked up the milk cup on the bedside table: "Sleep, don't stay up late, stay up until the injury is healed, you are not afraid of leaving the root of the disease."

"Don't mention me if you're staying up late too." King Ren said.

Shinobu shrugged: "I'm asleep, I just woke up at night."

"A lot of nonsense."

The two of them stared at each other across the edge of a cloud of air and light.The two of them showed a warm and polite smile at the same time.Then he turned around, opened the door and walked out. The sound of closing the door was very soft.

Niwang let out a breath.

He looked at the closed door and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Glancing at the computer beside him that had been locked for too long, Nioh re-entered the password to open it, and turned it off after saving the completed data.

He threw the computer aside and turned off the bedside lamp.

Lying down again, Nioh closed his eyes.

Tiredness and sleepiness come together.

His mind was full of miscellaneous thoughts, for a while he had written a half-written thesis, for a while he was about the content of the materials he had sorted out, for a while he was dealing with the relevant materials of the colleagues he met when he went to the police station during the day, and for a while it was Mingli since he got along with Renzu at night. Secret confrontation.

It's really tiring to deal with people like this.

Obviously knowing that it is okay to let go of your defenses, but you can't completely accept everything so quickly.

But Ren Zu was gentler than he thought, and also more peaceful than he thought.Even to the point of being a bit lukewarm.

Everything has changed.No one remained where they were.

The edges and corners they had when they were young have faded a lot, so that they won't be stung at such a close distance.

King Ni fell into a drowsy sleep.

In his sleep he finally relaxed a little.

He also admitted that he himself is a person who believes in intuition from beginning to end, and often the feedback given to him by intuition is the most authentic.So forbearance to him, from the very beginning, has a different attraction from others.

He also knew the reason.

Despite going to bed late, Nioh woke up early the next morning.

The police station has morning exercises, and the biological clock will automatically give feedback to the body.

In addition, there are early rounds during the hospitalization, and the time is about the same.

Nioh was a little dazed when he opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling.He turned around and saw an empty solid wooden table and a closed window.Sleeping in the air conditioner all night gave him a hangover-like giddiness.And shortness of breath.

Nioh propped himself up and sat up, throwing off the quilt.

His whole body was hot, and he didn't sweat, but felt even more uncomfortable.Only the hands and feet are cold.

But after puberty, it gradually became like this, and I got used to it for more than ten years.

In the beginning, it was so cold that I couldn’t sleep all night, and there was no air-conditioning back then, so I could only shrink myself into a ball.I complained to my parents, and what I got was a warm baby.Oh, he was also forced to go to the hospital.Of course, this is not a big problem, just take it slowly.But he doesn't want to touch the "healthy food" made by his parents.When he thought about it a few years later, he didn't have that chance anymore.

But after that, someone will warm his hands and feet.

When two people were sleeping together, he would deliberately put his feet between the person's calves, or step on the person's feet.Most of the time, two people can't sleep together, but at least they can make a long phone call before going to bed, and when it comes to falling asleep, they don't care about whether it's cold or not.

This period of time was neither long nor short, and it really passed quickly in retrospect, and later, they broke up.

So there were many, many late nights when I couldn't fall asleep, and I simply held the book and forced myself to work.

Fortunately, the homework abroad is complex enough and difficult enough. He has to spend a lot of time and energy to satisfy his competitive spirit, so he doesn't have so much time to be sentimental.

In fact, what he said to Renzu was not a lie.

In the first few years when he went abroad to study, he really had no money.

The tuition fees of psychology schools are not low, and the cost of going abroad is not low.He and his family had been in a stalemate for a long time, and he knew in his heart that he was sorry for his parents, but he didn't want to bow his head at all in this regard, so it became an impossible choice to go home and give up and reach out to his parents.

There are not many jobs that Asians can do, and they often don't work for long.

Saving food and expenses has also become an inevitable choice.As for housing, of course you can’t afford to apply for a student apartment, and if you share a flat with others, you can meet good roommates.

It was very hard work.

Thanks to his experience of going abroad to compete since he was 14 years old, which made his life abroad much more comfortable.

After getting a doctorate, the situation is much better.Mentors give him jobs, and he starts networking himself.

But by that time, he had already gotten used to the cold, his mentality was more mature than before, and he would no longer suffer from insomnia.

He even liked the feeling of the few minutes when he just got into the cold quilt in the winter.That cleared him up, allowed him to dissect himself to the fullest.

Cold is more comfortable than hot.

I am a person born in winter.

Nioh thought, and opened the window.

The cold wind hit his face, Nioh took a deep breath and relaxed a lot.

He could see the gradually brightening sky begin to redden slightly.

With a height of more than [-] floors, the eyes are full of gray and white cities.So a little red at the end of the field of vision became the most eye-catching color.

You still have to open the windows to sleep here.

Nioh thought so.

He turned around and walked out the door, determined to repay Renzu's thoughtfulness yesterday.

Like making breakfast or something.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year everyone!

Have you watched the New Year's Eve concert?Anyway, I don't hahahahaha.

These days I'm so lazy, I don't want to do anything, I just want to sleep...

Want to hurry up and write the chapter on the turning point of their relationship!Otherwise there is nothing to write!Tired of always having a stream of consciousness?At this time, the predecessor needs to be online! EX promotes the plot, oh yeah!

About cold hands and feet... I have this situation myself.The hands are fine, but the feet are really never warm. I will start wearing socks to sleep in October. There have been cases where I slept all night without socks and my feet were so cold that I couldn’t sleep.My hands are always hot in Nanjing, but they get cold when I go back to Fujian. Is this a problem of humidity?Fox... I always feel that he is a character with insufficient energy and blood. I don't know why hhhh

Speaking of which, as a person who has never been in love, I write love scenes all day long, what am I doing...

I hope everyone has good things to happen in the new year~

And I hope I can find a job smoothly next year!

...or pass the postgraduate entrance examination results.I don't ask too much, just pass the line...

Hey.

☆, 5

When Ren Zuzu woke up, his first reaction was to look at his phone.No news from the hospital.

He thought with relief, it seemed that the world was peaceful last night.

That's the good news.A phone call in the middle of the night to be called to the operating room has almost become the norm in his life.

There is a bathroom in the master bedroom, and he washed and shaved as usual.Shirts and ties are well matched, and a high-power hair dryer can get a hairstyle within 1 minute.

When he opened the door, he heard the sound of the range hood coming from the kitchen downstairs.

Ren Zu was stunned for a while, and then remembered that he was no longer living alone since yesterday.

He walked down the stairs and saw Nioh in the kitchen, holding chopsticks in one hand and the handle of the pot in the other, with earphones hanging around his neck.

He paused for a while before realizing that King Ni was talking on the phone.

"...I have been discharged from the hospital, so I didn't tell you....They don't know....Yes, this is my fault, I admit it....I can't do it....I won't be out of the field for the time being, the end of the year I'm writing a summary. I'm on vacation at the police station, and there's still work at the psychological office....Party? I have no objection, you decide....Okay, that's it, hang up." He didn't move after finishing speaking Headphones, but moved the pot with chopsticks.

Shinobuzu got a little closer and realized that the pot was spaghetti.

Nioh methodically puts the seasonings and puts them on the plate.He turned off the fire, turned around and saw Ninzuzu, and handed two plates to Ninzuzu.

Take it with patience.

Nioh turned around and turned off the range hood.

The kitchen fell silent for a while, Nio took off his earphones, and followed Shinozu to the restaurant: "Let me borrow your kitchen."

"Use whatever you want." Renzu said, "Make pasta early in the morning? Your eating habits are not very good?"

"Spaghetti is simple and convenient, what's wrong with it?" King Ni laughed, "Aren't you satisfied with your portion?"

"I thought it was payment for last night's milk?"

"It's meaningless to say too clearly."

Nioh sat down at the table.He took off the earphones hanging around his neck and put them together with his mobile phone.

Shinobu glanced at it, picked up the fork and didn't ask anything.

King Ni raised his eyes and looked at him: "They know I'm hurt."

"They?" Renzu raised his head, "People from Lihai?"

"Ah."

"The news is slow enough."

"It's not too late, I didn't tell them when I returned home."

He paused for a moment.He rolled the noodles on the plate, with a look of all ears.

Nioh didn't care much about whether Renzu was listening carefully, he just wanted to say something: "Actually, there is no need to specifically inform. The work you are doing now has nothing to do with each other, and they are all on the rise... I can’t find time to meet up. It’s also good to chat on social networks.”

"Not everyone thinks that way."

"Yes." King Ni nodded, "That's why when I met Marui last time on the street, he asked me why I didn't tell me when I came back. Yukimura and Kirihara are also abroad, so they didn't tell me every time they came back."

"You have come back to settle down, and they are still working abroad."

"Occasionally, I find it tiring to maintain relationships." Nioh continued on his own, with a very flat tone, "When meeting these old friends, it is inevitable to talk about old things and old acquaintances, and talk about things and people that I don't want to mention. But you can’t turn your face when you’re upset like a teenager. You’re too gentle and they say you’ve changed too much.”

"That doesn't sound like you."

"Then what about me?" King Ni finally raised his eyes to look at Renzu, "Actually, you don't know me well, right? I used to know them very well, and now I know them very well, but after all, we haven't seen each other for a long time. They don't know what I've gone through. I don't know what their lives are like, all I can see is the public status of social networks."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a while, and finally decided to reflect on himself: "Of course, being cared about makes people happy. I just want to be cheap and act like a good boy. Let's be hypocritical."

"... I really rarely hear people call themselves 'hypocritical' in this way."

"Study habits." King Ni shrugged, "If you want to study psychology, you should first analyze yourself. That's what I think."

Ninja nodded.

He and Niwang are still at the stage of exchanging shallow words and deep words, these words are fine to listen to, but forget about asking.

"You're not going to complain about this to them in person."

"Of course not." King Ni twitched the corners of his mouth perfunctorily, "It's been said that I'm just hypocritical after I got a bargain and acted like a good boy."

"So it was Marui-kun who called just now?"

King Ren shook his head: "No, it's Liu."

"Willow?" The fork in Renzu's hand paused.

"Yu heard about it from Sanada." Nioh himself felt novelty when he said it, "The second criminal police team had a joint operation with the Kanagawa police station last week, and it just ended yesterday. Liu said that Sanada listened to the story of the second criminal police team at the celebration banquet—— —The fact that I was accidentally injured on a support mission with the serious crime team is actually quite miraculous, Sanada heard it strange and asked for my name before I knew it was me."

"Did Sanada come to ask you in person?"

Niwang bit his fork and laughed: "He called me in the middle of the night, but I didn't answer, so he called Liu later. Liu said he thought that since I was injured, I should be on vacation, so he called in the morning .”

"You two have a good relationship." Renzu smiled.

Niwang didn't deny it.He looked at Renzu: "You Ice Emperor won't contact you anymore?"

"how is this possible?"

"So the closest friends are still the early friends." Niwang then said with emotion, "University classmates, and later classmates, it is easy to call out to drink, but other things are difficult."

Nodding in agreement.

He didn't ask why even his friends knew about Niwang's hospitalization, but there was no movement from his family.

The reason is actually guessed?

The conversation ended here, and Nioh quickly finished his pasta.

Plates and pans are washed with patience.After asking that Nioh didn't need to go to work years ago, and the work of the psychological office can only be done indoors by email, Renzu still gave Nioh the key to the house.

"Since you know how to cook, don't always order takeaway." He said before going out, "There is a large supermarket within a 5-minute walk. Do you want me to go home and eat with you?"

"Go to work hard." Niwang gave Ren Zu a supercilious look.

So he put on his down jacket and went out.

Nioh went upstairs and took the notebook downstairs.

After pouring out complaints of mixed truth and falsehood early in the morning, he felt much more relieved.

He originally had a chatty side, and most of his confidants in middle school were directed at Yukimura.

Then, of course, another person listened to his ramblings.

After going abroad, it is convenient for no one to understand Japanese, and I can speak a lot to the voice assistant.

His psychology tutor once praised him for this habit, saying it is a good way to maintain a healthy mind.

It's also bullshit.

It's purely that there are some things that I don't want to bear in my heart, so I just spread them out and let them scatter in the sun.

There are too many embarrassing things, if you don’t let yourself feel better, people will have a very hard life.

As for how the listener feels, it is not within the scope of his consideration.

Renzu himself chose to "take care of him", so he just satisfies his caring mentality?

He picked a spot on the sofa where the sun could shine - the location of Renzu's apartment was really good.

While writing his thesis, he poured himself a cup of hot water and made an assessment of his current state.

The mood is unexpectedly good.

He didn't really want to go out, so he stayed on the sofa in the living room all day.

There are still a lot of ingredients that Renzu brought back the day before, enough for him to solve the three meals of the day.

Freed from the tense rhythm of the police force, and freed from the fresh and refined smell of disinfectant in the hospital...

Nioh thought, he really wanted to check the house price in this area.

Speaking of which, with his current salary, he should be able to afford Renzu's rent, right?

Liu called him again after the party.

The location was set in Tokyo, and it was said that it was Yukimura and Kirihara's plane that day, and they went straight there as soon as they got off the plane.

King Ren had the cheek to guess that he had his own reasons.

After staying at Ninzu's house for a few days, he found that Ninzu was really busy—he was on duty almost every day, and he basically couldn't come back before ten o'clock in the evening, and occasionally went out after answering a phone call in the middle of the night.

He is a light sleeper and is often awakened by the sound of Renzu going out.

At this time, I lay on the bed with my eyes closed and sighed, being a doctor is really hard.

But what do you ask for?

A private hospital, or a direct descendant.

"Now the difference between private hospitals and public hospitals is not as big as it used to be." Renzu said to him once, "People who study medicine have the ideal of hanging pots to help the world, right? I can do what I can. It can't save lives."

King Ren raised his eyebrows.

This was said at the breakfast table.Probably because he was infected by Nioh's half-true and false "confessions" every morning, Renzu gradually became able to talk about himself.

The patient's business, or rarely his own mood.

Also half-truths.

Niwang encouraged him: "You tell it as a story, and I listen to it as a story. Decompression."

I couldn't laugh or cry: "I haven't reached the point where I need psychological counseling, have I?"

On the contrary, I think you are under a lot of psychological pressure.

Nioh thought so, but wisely he didn't say it.

On a whim that day, he took the keys and went out to the supermarket.

I bought vegetables and went home to cook porridge. I recalled the inventions and creations of "fan friends" from various countries when I was studying abroad, and searched some information on the Internet, and cooked all the ingredients that I thought were edible and nutritious together with the porridge.

After cooking, I found that this is not porridge at all.

Salty rice?

Bibimbap?

fried rice?

It's almost there.

Thinking so, he rummaged through Ninzuzu's kitchen and found an insulated box.

Putting a bowl of "porridge" that tasted decent, Nioh looked at the time and decided to deliver dinner to Renzu who was on duty tonight.

I'm so considerate.

he thought quite moved.

The author has something to say: let's read the short story of Ji Ren next door first!

It’s a New Year’s gift. Because of this, I haven’t been able to save the manuscript, so the agreed 212121 has never achieved ORZ.

☆, 6

Nioh went to the hospital.

I still remember that his nurse showed him the way and said that Dr. Ninzuzu was still in the operating room.

Anyway, it was all right, so Nioh simply stood outside the operating room and waited for someone—the chairs were already full, and they were the family members of the patients in the operating room.

This occasion made Nioh unreasonably think of the scene when he was waiting for Yukimura outside the operating room in the third year of the country.

It was not a pleasant memory. Even the weather should have been sunny that day, but the window outside the operating room in my memory was only filled with cloudy clouds.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that even the location is exactly the same.

The operating room on the seventh floor of Tokyo General Hospital?

Nioh remembered that he hadn't asked what kind of doctor Ninzu was.

Although Renzu could always be seen in the hospital a few days ago, Nioh's own attending doctor was not Renzu.

He knew that Renzu had been a volunteer and aided, so what he was good at was first aid?

... But a doctor of medicine will not be arranged in the emergency department, right?

maybe?

Nioh looked sideways at the gradually approaching night outside the window, and finally decided not to think about these troublesome things.

When you are in a daze, you will not notice the passage of time.

Even the intermittent noise of the nurses and family members who passed by in the corridor from time to time was separated by a layer, which could not be heard or heard.

Nioh leaned against the wall and looked out the window, staring blankly at the moon, which was blocked by the night and covered by a layer of fog.

The semi-circular and semi-curved moon has a halo hanging under the light pollution, which is actually somewhat hazy and beautiful.

When Shinobu came out of the operating room, he saw King Ni at a glance.

...It's not a tacit understanding, but wearing a coat in the winter and leaving it open. This style is really eye-catching.

Besides, this person looks thinner than he actually is, probably because he has maintained a good body fat percentage and his skeleton is there. He leans against the wall in a long windbreaker like he is taking a photo.

Renzu took off the mask and explained the patient's situation to the family members, and then explained.

He went to the locker room to change out of his scrub clothes, and when he came out, he found that Nioh was still in the same look.

"Why are you in a daze." He walked over.

King Ren came back to his senses when he heard his voice at close range.

When I came back to my senses, I felt cold.

Squinting his eyes, King Ren stretched out his hands to gather his clothes.He turned his head and saw Shinobu with a tired look on his face.

"If there's nothing to do, I'll send you a takeaway." He said.

Blind enough to lower his head, he saw an insulated box that hadn't been used for a long time at home.

With a playful look on his face, he tilted his head slightly: "Go to my office?"

"Let's go."

The air conditioner was turned on in the office, and when King Ni walked in, Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Renzu turned back with a funny face, and took the lunch box in his hand: "I thought you weren't afraid of the cold. How long have you been standing outside dressed like this?"

"It didn't take long." Niwang looked around, dragged a chair and sat down, "I can't move around if I wear too many clothes."

"You are still recuperating, how do you move around?"

"Where are you still recuperating? If it weren't for the annual leave, I would have gone back to work."

Ren Zuzu opened the lunch box: "Annual leave? How did I remember that the police station and the hospital are open all year round..."

His eyes stayed on the lunch box.

Ren Wang blinked: "What's wrong?"

"you……"

"What's wrong with me?" Seeing that Renzu's expression became complicated, King Ren said innocently, "Don't discriminate against it just because it looks ugly, it tastes good."

"Have you tried it?"

"I make it for myself," Nioh said.

Renzu looked at him silently, and nodded slowly after a few seconds: "I barely believe you."

"Don't judge a person by his appearance in doing things."

"Why should I listen to your reasoning here..."

Nioh continued to be in a daze in Ninzuzu's office.

After eating the late dinner, I went to wash the lunch box and put it aside.

He sat behind the desk for a while and took the case to read.

King Ren didn't bother him either.

They really have nothing to talk about.

There's no need for polite greetings, and it's fine to keep silent after the distance gets closer.It's not awkward, and it's easy.

Ren Wang didn't chase people away, so Ren Wang sat in the corner of his office.

Endurance