[Rebirth of the Future] Furutake Era

Eighteen's attitude towards Atofes was deliberately indifferent. Since he does have a lot of things to deal with at ordinary times, it is really not that difficult to hide from someone.

Eighteen put on a coat, put on shoes at the door, and wanted to open the door. The clock on the wall had reached four o'clock in the afternoon.

Tomato was cooking in the kitchen. Atofes heard the sound and chased him out with a spoon. Seeing that Shiba was about to go out, his eyes dimmed: "Are you going home for dinner tonight?"

"Huh?" Shiba raised his head, glanced at him, then put on his scarf and shook his head and replied, "I don't know, you guys can eat first, don't wait for me."

The door opened and closed again, and the cold wind blowing in from the moment just now covered the first snow, and slowly melted according to the dim light in the corridor.

Artofes pursed his lips, stood for a long time, and then sighed slowly, stepped forward and put away Shiba's slippers.

Tomat also came out when he heard the door closing, and couldn't help frowning when he saw the scene in front of him: "Young master went out again?"

Atofis nodded, smiled at Tomat, and took off his apron: "Then you don't have to cook so much, Tomat, I'm a little tired, you can eat dinner alone, I'm going to bed first."

Looking at the back of Artofes going upstairs, Tomat felt something was wrong.

It's always been like this recently, Shiba always has endless things to do, leaving early and returning late.Even if he has free time occasionally, he will leave home before dinner, and he doesn't know what to do. When he comes back, it will probably be early in the morning.

It's true... Mu Mu's mood is not quite right recently, it seems that since he disappeared and came back again, he has changed a little bit differently... Could it be that this time, two people quarreled?

Thinking of this, Thomas shook his head in disbelief——

No way, Artofis is almost obedient to Shiba, so how could they quarrel?

Artofes went upstairs and entered the room, turned off all the lights, then stood quietly by the bed, opened the gap in the curtains and looked down.

It is very windy and snowy outside, and the four seasons in Quvilia are more extreme than those in the Federation. The first snow of the year began to fall in Quvilia from the day before yesterday, and it has not stopped. At this moment, the world outside is already a silver-white world up.

The Environmental Bureau did not keep up with the cleaning, the roads were covered with snow, and the only way to get around was by suspension vehicles or sleds. There was already calf-high snow piled up outside the courtyard wall. Eighteen was wrapped in a plain coat with his hands in his pockets. , without a hat, his hair was already a little long, hanging down and fluttering behind him, there seemed to be a vacuum around him, snowflakes floating not far above his head would be brushed to the side, but there was no snow on his body.

really...

Artofes couldn't help complaining that he didn't bring an umbrella...

When Shiba's back was gradually blurred and gradually disappeared, he drew the curtains, closed his eyes, and slowly squatted on the ground against the wall.

what is the problem……

Artofys felt that eighteen seemed to be alienated from him.

It seemed that just after that irresistible kiss, life started to go off track like a wild horse running wild.

He covered his face, his face was calm and expressionless, but his eyes were deeply tired——

Sure enough, my choice was right, the me at that time should not come back easily.It has become the present situation, it is not as good as at that time, dying in the good memories.

Outside the window, Shiba, who had walked out for a long time, felt that the sight on his body was gone, stopped, lowered his head and sighed.

He turned his head and saw a lonely house standing in the farm. The room on the second floor was dark and lifeless, with the curtains drawn tightly.

——What a worry-free child.

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Inside the Guwu Arena, on the second floor, the administrator's office.

Shiba went in familiarly, and took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet with a strange dark red hue. After searching for a long time, he couldn't find the wine glass, so he took a celadon-colored pen holder with warm tea on the display shelf to the bathroom for washing. Clean, half a glass of wine poured.

He didn't drink, and curled up on the big seat with warm tea, watching the surveillance picture on the screen.

His relationship with everyone now seems lukewarm, as if dealing with anyone has become a very boring thing now, so much so that when he is in a bad mood, he excludes Ke Duo and several others. Aside from those who are closer, they can only come here to pass the time.

Eighteen watched it for a while, feeling really bored, turned off the screen and fell into deep thought.

Everything went so smoothly, he found Artofys, and recognized his family members who were still useful, so God must make some trouble for him?

The kiss that landed on the lips was as light as a feather, but hotter than a soldering iron, which instantly made Shiba, who was unprepared, palpitate endlessly.

Men and women are meaningless, just the object.

The ambiguous atmosphere between himself and Artofes, Shiba has actually been aware of it for a long time, but since he has never been in contact with this kind of experience, Shiba regards him as Artofea from the beginning to the end. More and more rely on their own proof.

It shouldn't be love that made him depend on himself, at least in Shiba's heart, it should be caused by family affection.

The door of the office was opened in the dark, and Wen Cha walked in with his back straightened. Because it was too dark, he probably didn't notice Shiba. After entering the room, he closed the door. His own tie does not have the illusion of being serious and abstinent in front of outsiders.

At the beginning, Shiba watched quietly, until the warm tea got worse and worse, and his pants were about to be taken off, as if he wanted to change his underwear. Shiba finally coughed lightly because he was afraid of needle eyes One sound.

The room was silent for a second.

"Who!!" Wen Cha sternly shouted, and then a stream of metal piercing the night flashed in the room, the saber hanging on the wall was unsheathed by Wen Cha, Shiba curled his lips and hummed: "Me."

"Baby?" Wen Cha was surprised, "Why are you here without turning on the light?"

Shiba's face contorted for an instant, and his lips twitched uncontrollably. He had never heard such a nasty address in his life: "Who is your name..."

The relationship between him and Wen Cha is similar to that of Yin Mumu and himself in the past, one party wishfully put himself in the position of an elder to give love, while the other party was dumbfounded by the unexpected love.

One difference is that Yin Mumu, or Artofis, has always loved and respected Shiba from the beginning to the end, and Shiba and Wencha, except for the occasional teacher and friend, still feel very comfortable most of the time. Prudent, after learning of his life experience, this kind of restraint turned into a kind of boredom. On this day, if it wasn't because Shiba's mood was too low, he would never set foot in the arena again.

After Wen Cha met Shiba, he introduced it to his old friends with "baby". You all already know that Wen Cha's long-lost grandson has returned to the Shu family, and is deeply loved by his grandfather. Due to Wen Cha's current status in the Federation, Shiba, a guy who suddenly appeared, caused an expected sensation. .But everyone rejected the reporter who always talked nonsense, the internal news was internally digested, and Shiba never made it to the public. It's so easy to change his words, in fact, he knew something was wrong when he blurted out just now.

Hearing his question, Wen Cha remained silent, glanced at Shiba's wine bottle on the table, turned on the light, put on his pants, and asked, "Did you come here specially to drink?"

Eighteen replied: "You are too poor here, I can't even find a cup."

Wen Cha froze from the blow. He really couldn't find an elder who was more aggrieved than himself. As a grandfather, he didn't even have the slightest dignity before his grandson!

Wen Cha sighed helplessly: "I'm really sorry for you..."

As for Shiba, he was always unsure how to treat him. Guilt and love, pride and worry, it was extremely complicated.Even if he doesn't have the title of General of the Federation, all the people under his command are submissive and submissive, but this law doesn't work when it comes to eighteen. One eighteen has nothing to ask for, and he is not afraid of him at all. Second, in front of Shiba, warming the tea took great effort and could not put on airs, often halfway through brewing, only to be hit by Shiba's casual words...

Eighteen curled his lips, he poured out the wine, but he was not in the mood to drink it alone, so the warm tea would be good.

"It's a coincidence that you came, come and have a drink with me..."

Looking at him with warm tea, you can guess from the expression that Shiba is unhappy. He opened the door and went out for 2 minutes and brought back two beautiful crystal wine glasses. The poor star has also cooled down. Living in a cool place, Shiba raised his head and drank a glass of cold wine, goosebumps arose on his back.

frozen.

He doesn't drink well, but luckily, his face turns paler the more he drinks.Wen Cha couldn't figure out what was going on, and didn't dare to talk too much, so he mixed white water with the wine, worrying that he would get drunk.

"You drink less, children can't drink so much wine."

But in fact, Shiba has already started to lose consciousness, and his eyes are as clear and cold as ever: "I have never been a child since the beginning," Shiba sniffed, and said unhappily, "Mumu is a child." , but children are becoming more and more disobedient now..."

Shiba's voice was very low, and Wen Cha frowned for a long time before he remembered who Mumu was in his words, and snorted in his heart: "Be obedient? I knew you were cheated by him again. Back then, his parents also talked with him. Just as cunning, the soldiers sent by the Federation suffered heavy casualties, but he still escaped, you are not happy today, is it because that brat provoked you?"

Wen Cha was angry and regretful, he knew that he should not have rescued that stinking boy, and he had seen that he was not a good person, and now Shiba really hurt Shiba's heart.

Shiba squinted his eyes and shook his head, and heaved a long sigh.

This drink lasted until midnight, empty wine bottles were thrown all over the place in the office, and the warm tea couldn't hold it any longer. Eighteen was drunk, but he didn't make a fuss. He sat motionless on the sofa, where there was no movement, Wherever he looked.If he hadn't personally accompanied Shiba to drink a lot, Wen Cha would never have believed that Shiba was already drunk.

After resting for a while, Shiba suddenly said, "I'm going back, they will worry if it's too late."

Wen Cha wanted to keep him, but as soon as the words came out, he was punched on the chin. He drank one head and two big, how could he avoid it?Now Gululu rolled on the carpet for two and a half weeks, and was dazed when he got up.

Shiba's eyes were dangerous: "Say! What's your purpose!"

The warm tea was dumbfounded.

Shiba's vigilance was very strong, and after a long time of trouble, the bodyguards of Wencha put him in the car. The car was warm and comfortable, and Shiba fell asleep in the bumps. Driven out against the wind and snow.

Tomart caressed Shiba's cheeks distressedly, and kept complaining about his drinking. Shiba was shivering from the cold, and Artofes immediately took off his clothes and covered him.

Quvilia was much colder than Pauper Star, and a warm fireplace was lit in the room. Eighteen curled up in his clothes and lay down near the fireplace, falling asleep like a cat.

Tomat went upstairs to put him in the bath water, and Artofes squatted beside him, trying to pick him up.

Shiba dazedly slapped him five or six times.

"..." Athophis despaired, "Get up, let's go back to sleep in the house, your hair will be burned off here."

"Hmph..." Shiba turned over, shrunk even tighter, and moaned crookedly.

Artofes felt something was wrong: "Eighteen?"

Shiba finally burned his face red by the fireplace, but he was still half asleep, he couldn't open his eyes when he heard someone calling his name, and he was about to dig into his crotch when he limply raised his hand.