Personality

Without warning, I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him again.Maybe it’s because when I saw K for the first time, this person gave me a very strong sense of mystery. He is like a star in the darkness of the universe, cold and only revolves around himself, and the outside world is isolated from him. Yes, he doesn't care either.This is the kind of person who is suitable to appear in all dark and mysterious scenes, except that he is not suitable to appear in hotels with bright lights and luxurious decorations.

There he stood, by the window.He was wearing a very simple striped shirt and a pair of ragged jeans.No matter how you look at it, it is out of place with the well-dressed crew members and even the reporters with cameras in hand.I hesitated to go up to say hello, and began to wonder in my mind why he was here.Is it a guest who entered the press conference of the new drama by mistake, or a reporter who is preparing to take a photo that can make the headlines for this highly anticipated mystery and suspense drama.

My question was finally answered after the crew took their seats one by one. There was only one person sitting one seat away from me.I finally saw the name tag in front of him: Kamenashi Kazuya.Famous reasoning and suspense novelist.

Kamenashi Kazuya, I am no stranger to this mystery novelist who is good at writing dark and twisted styles. Almost every novel he wrote has stayed on the bestseller list for dozens of weeks.I also read his novels, and I also thought about what kind of neurotic man with bright eyes this writer who almost never shows up would be.

Even if I had to guess [-] times, I would never associate this slightly melancholy man with a cold face with that genius novelist.Just as he was engrossed in his thoughts, he was suddenly bumped by the manager next to him with his elbow calmly. He said, Akanishi-kun, don't be distracted, today is a very important day!

I just remembered the purpose of my coming here.The upcoming TV series is the latest suspense novel by Kamenashi Kazuya, a popular and best-selling novelist.Adapted into a TV drama script, it is ready to take the lead in the ratings battle of the TV station.After thousands of choices, Tomohisa Yamashita became the number one actor that everyone expected, and in this drama, I will play the role of the villain who is evenly matched with the young detective with an IQ of 180.

However, the so-called second male lead has only a few pitiful scenes.

I only need to turn my face slightly, and I can see Yamashita's usual gentle smile next to me. This is his killer weapon for electrocuting girls.Of course, I can also be a well-educated and polite idol in front of his fans like him.But I don't want to, I'm a natural rebel, and I don't think it's doing me any harm.I smoke when I want to, whether it's on the street or not, I drink when I want, I don't care if I'm an adult, I laugh when I want to laugh, and I keep a cold face when I don't want to laugh.Some people say that I am not suitable for the entertainment industry, where everyone wears a mask and sings in different dramas. Some people say that I was born in this industry, and I must shine on the stage.

I debuted later than Yamashita, but now I have indeed become his strong opponent in the entertainment industry.Maybe it's easier to be unintentional than intentional, and the pressure is naturally different with different mentalities.Although I dropped out of high school and didn't study much, I knew better than anyone else that Yamashita was putting me in the position of an opponent.

It has always been like this, his fans say that I am arrogant, and my fans may not be able to tolerate him in their eyes.A crazy fan from Yamashita once sent me a threatening letter, a large sheet of white paper was full of threatening sentences cut out from newspapers or magazines.My picture was painted with red oil and pasted on a black skull.Funny enough, my favorite pattern is the skull.I don't know if it was really a good thing done by his fans, or if someone with malicious intentions took the opportunity to sow discord. In short, the way I deal with that letter is to throw it in the trash after reading it, and then turn around and forget about it.

It's okay if someone secretly wants to provoke me, because the relationship between me and Yamashita is only a little colder than what we see on the surface.However, in this battle for the leading role, the intensity of the competition behind it was far more tragic than what was described in the newspapers.It's just that my methods are far worse than those of those tireless male stars.The genius detective and the insidious villain, anyone who is not blind knows who is the winner.

I don't care.If I say that at the beginning, I still have a little bit of brooding, caressing about gains and losses.Then after meeting Kazuya, everything will be thrown out of the sky.I was very happy to see Kazuya because of this drama.

Fortunately, I finally accepted this drama, I said to myself in my heart at the time.In fact, probably when I saw Kazuya again, my original cynical feelings towards him began to change slightly.It's just that I was too used to the erosive life of looking for pleasure in the feasting, feasting, and sensuality, so I didn't realize this at all.

It wasn't until that happened that I really faced up to my feelings for Kamenashi Kazuya.

Kazuya was sitting next to him, but I clearly felt that there was a thick fog covering his surroundings, making it impossible for me to see his face clearly.This enigmatic man only said a few words at the press conference before leaving in silence.Unwilling to accept any interviews.To this day, I still remember the surprise when I first heard his sharp, slightly metallic voice, and the meaningful smile he gave me before he left.

If you have seen such a mysterious smile, I believe you will fall in love with him too.He has all the indifferent traits similar to the city of Tokyo, but from his bones, he exudes an aura of isolation from the world, a destructive temperament that fends for itself.The invisible flame is enough to crush you to pieces without complaining.I admit, I'm one of those people who fell for it.

His smile is the most unpredictable and charming smile I have ever seen.

After countless times of looking away, he was finally willing to give me a smile.At that time, I was thinking that the next time I saw him, I would ask him to get his phone number no matter what, so as to restore the demeanor lost during the first close contact.

Having said that, Jin smiled.This kind of smile is vaguely different from the smile he showed in front of me before. It was a kind of smile where shadow traces could be seen faintly behind the sun.I didn't speak, just added some black tea to the cup in front of him, and he continued: I thought we would meet soon, but I didn't expect to see each other in such a scene.

When I saw Kazuya again, I was sitting on a chair in the detention room, a long table away from him.He is still the famous mystery and suspense novelist, but I have been reduced from a rapidly rising idol star to a murder suspect.

Tomohisa Yamashita died.Died from being shot by real bullets during filming.All public opinion is one-sided, and the headlines of Douda use various interrogative sentences, all saying the same affirmative meaning.

Akanishi Jin killed Yamashita Tomohisa because of jealousy and character snatching.

All the evidence is against me. I was witnessed to appear in the prop room without notice. The pistol and props that took Yamashita's life have been stored in the prop room.I had a motive to kill, and I couldn't provide a strong alibi.I also always refused to reveal why I appeared near the prop room on a date when I didn't have a part in it.

So I was arrested.

Wearing a dark detention uniform, with a cyan beard that had not been shaved for several days on his chin, he sat quietly in the small detention room.My lawyer told me that the number of wins in this case is almost zero, because I can't give a good reason for the judge to believe that I didn't kill someone.After listening to it, I said to him, very good, then you don't have to see me anymore.The well-mannered man's face turned blue and white, so he had to back out without making a sound.

I laughed at myself, the temper of the second young master of Akanishi's family is so difficult to serve.

However, when I heard that Kamenashi Kazuya was coming to visit, I almost immediately agreed to see him.He also sat in front of me, but I could no longer say to him in the chic tone I used to strike up a conversation with him in the bar, hey, would you like to drink with me in another place?

However, I am still very happy to see him in this disheartened time, although I don't know the reason why he came to see me who I have only met a few times and have not spoken a few words.

At that time, Kazuya was sitting on the chair opposite me, and the sunlight came in melancholy from the narrow iron window of the meeting room. The vertical stripe shirt has incredible harmony and unity.He brushed all the hair around his ears behind his ears, exposing his entire face with sharp lines.Slender eyebrows, razor-sharp thin lips, the lips are still slightly curved like a smile, and the chin seems to have been sliced ​​flat by an axe.

This is the Kamenashi Kazuya I saw when I was a prisoner.

And the reason why I remember him so finely and accurately on that day is not only because I was finally sure that I really fell in love with him the moment I saw him, but also because he leaned forward slightly, separated by a fence-like The long black table with sunlight stripes, said to me, Jen, I believe in you, I believe you didn't kill him.

The voice was very soft, floating in the air, and came to my ears.I didn't say thank you, and I didn't do anything.I just showed him a trance smile, and I said, Kazuya, I showed up at the studio that day just to see you.

I just want to see you from a distance, I didn't kill anyone.

Unexpectedly, Kazuya actually smiled: I know.

At that moment, there seemed to be some liquid in the eye sockets slowly wetting my eyes.I finally got up, bent my body close to the table, and held the hand he extended to me in the mottled striped light and shadow.

The air was cold, and Kazuya's hands were warm.