Ms. Morita and Mr. Atobe

The so-called world is such an inclusive and powerful place, where there are different stories and things we may encounter every day.Morita always feels that some things, once they happen, are meaningful, because they happen, they have certain meaning.

So... even if the deletion of Atobe's text message has already happened, there is no regret, because it is impossible to call the phone again "Yo, I deleted your text message, what did you just say?"

It's really frustrating, okay, I can't be ruined like this after being handsome once, or my majesty (?) will definitely be questioned!From a certain point of view, Moritai is still a handsome and tough guy. I just hope that she will continue to be handsome like this, instead of shaking her hands like a serious patient, and then rummaging through various things. Make sure you have indeed deleted the text message.

Hahaha this is really a beautiful story that makes people cry, it's like a turned slave singing.

Okay, let's ignore Ms. Morita's bitter face, and discover her glamorous and noble, so as to have a fresh understanding of this girl.

Morita silently threw his mobile phone to the ground, and then started to work, but found that the voice he heard the day before yesterday was not found, and the broadcaster named "A Liang" did not appear. Morita sighed, feeling that everything was not going well, Is it the year of birth?

Just when Morita was about to start working on a draft, the phone rang. Morita was a little surprised, and then had a little expectation.

Maybe it's because you didn't get an answer that you called?

Coughing my throat, I tried to keep my voice clear, but I saw the caller ID... So how did things like wrong calls happen in those novels, who would ignore such a huge and obvious caller ID!

D, of course, Fujiwara was also very happy to call, very happy!

Although it is likely that Fujiwara has not called Morita for a long time because he is preparing for the wedding, there are many connections between the two people, and they communicate with each other on various networks, but I still feel that there is no communication that can surpass the real verbal The communication is the most direct, without any cover-up.

Fujiwara has always maintained the beautiful appearance she is good at, and it seems that everything is easy to handle, but... After all, what she is about to face is a wedding.

It's the same as Morita. From then on, he will almost completely say goodbye to everything he had before, put on an unfamiliar surname, and then become an existence like a vassal.

How could this be something the proud Fujiwara could do.

Unlike Morita, Fujiwara has a more stubborn pride, and she doesn't want anyone to see this.

She is even willing to let others see her despicableness, but she doesn't want others to see her weakness.

Morita was deeply worried, because she knew from Aoki that the man Fujiwara was going to marry... was also very strong.It is almost impossible for two people to live in peace.

If it is Morita and Atobe, at any rate Morita is able to stretch and bend, and Atobe also has a tolerance for women and a good upbringing.

As for Fujiwara and Yamaguchi... Morita can quickly sum up the news from Aoki... Probably the female lion and the male lion exist the same.Even though Morita has been expressing "Come on, prepare for the newlywed life", but he really has no idea in his heart.

Even Morita has already thought about what he should do if one day the two of them get into a fight and something terrible happens.

The future we don't know is always frightening.

Morita has countless conjectures, and also imagined that Fujiwara escaped from marriage here, but she forgot that Fujiwara is not her, she would escape and go to others to find warmth.However, Fujiwara is not like this. Even if Fujiwara bites his lips and teeth, he still wants to make the surface perfect.

Morita silently listened to the girl on the opposite side trying to maintain a relaxed breathing, then smiled, listening to Fujiwara talking about some trivial matters.

Nothing more than those wedding preparations.

Neither Morita nor Fujiwara could have imagined that he was the one who got engaged first, but Fujiwara got married before him.

Obviously he has been playing such a sad role, but Fujiwara is really enduring a fate that he dare not accept.

At this time, how can I say, "We will all be fine."

We will all be very happy.

"very happy."

When Morita said this, he felt restless and uneasy like cheating.

The woman opposite laughed out loud, "Jing, you haven't congratulated me yet."

Congratulations, what is there to congratulate, expressing such suppressed emotions in such a relaxed tone.

"Really." Morita took a deep breath, "Congratulations... on your marriage."

"Thank you."

Those unacknowledged gaps finally grew bigger and bigger, and they were no longer covered up, and the boundaries between the two were drawn.

Morita put down the phone in his hand, and then felt that he should go out to get some air.

Although it is not early, but fortunately it is not very late, the wind at night is relatively cool, there is a very comfortable feeling, blowing away those restless emotions.

Planning to go to the convenience store to buy some ice cream, Morita touched his pocket and found that he had a wallet with him. While rejoicing that he still had money, he wondered whether he should continue working when he returned.

I haven't used those things for a long time. Many things are not smooth, but these things also tell Morita Aoki how he is still alive and kicking after being tortured by himself.

Morita sank into deep self-loathing.Then he quickly excused himself with reasons such as being too busy with work.

Morita doesn't come to the convenience store very often. First, the ingredients are either used in the store, and lastly, Aoki will take care of his own daily things.

Turning around a bit, Morita found the refrigerator for ice cream. Unfortunately, the ice cream shop was closed at this time, so I had to buy some barely used ones first.

"A total of 32 yuan." The clerk had a slight dimple when he laughed, but Morita's focus was obviously not on this.

This voice is a bit special, and Morita's strange memory, "Can you say it again?"

"...a total of 32 yuan...thank you for your patronage." The little brother was puzzled, but he repeated it in a good-tempered manner.

"I remember your voice!" Morita cheered up, "Are you a broadcaster on that radio station called 'A Liang'?"

The face of the boy in front of him, who had been almost expressionless, finally twisted slightly, and then seemed to sink, and the handsome face of the boy finally became serious, appearing even more indifferent, "I don't feel like holding a pack of sticky water that is about to melt into water. Liquids are a beautiful thing, and it’s more realistic to ask you to put your facilitated items back in your freezer after you’ve paid for them.”

Choked by the other party's words, Morita had no choice but to take a hard look at the boy, then remembered his appearance, deeply despised him, and condemned himself for being an audiophile to the owner of the voice.

No matter how pleasant the sound, the venom sprayed out is highly poisonous.

But... Morita put the ice cream in the refrigerator, and then began to reflect... Why did he think he had seen that boy?

It doesn't make sense, I should remember something so delicate if I have seen it before.

Shaking his head, Morita felt too tired to love again.

Of course, while this side of peace is slowly developing, let's take a look at another beautiful night in the country?

Uncle Atobe, who silently glanced at the mobile phone on the table, began to wonder, "Did I not receive the text message, or did I see the text message and didn't reply?"

Turning on the phone again to confirm that his text message had been sent, Mr. Atobe stared at the phone silently, as if trying to see a hole.

Finally... Mr. Atobe pushed the mobile phone to a place far away from him, and then looked down upon the mobile phone in a cold and noble manner.

Cut, just a simple text message.

It's just a greeting, it doesn't matter if you don't reply or not.

Humph, such a trivial matter, hum.

After reconfirming that there is no reply to new information on the phone, Master Atobe finally went to create a beautiful (?) dream with peace of mind.

The author has something to say: QUQ said that today I checked the bridesmaid dresses on TB and the fried chicken is beautiful [off topic]