The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

Appeared, the fourth person who remembered me.

As if I was suddenly deprived of the ability to speak, I stared at the connected mobile phone for four or five seconds without saying a word.

In the receiver, after the white-haired young man said the first sentence, he fell silent, as if he was waiting for my response, but also seemed to have nothing to say.

Time passed quietly, but fortunately, the temperature from the other hand brought me back to my senses in time.

"I... Gojo-kun..."

I took a breath imperceptibly, organized my words in my mind, and then said again: "Gotiao-kun, thank you for saving me that day, what I want to say is, I am really sorry for the title, so in the future, please random."

Be it peach jam or Lin, it’s all my own, and I won’t change anything.

I'm really arrogant and arrogant, I think I'm mature, I think I came up with the best plan, and I was saved by others, but I was eager to separate the relationship afterwards.

That's right, Gojo Satoru is the type that I can be tempted by, but am I so distrustful of my feelings for Dazai?If you don't even have the courage to face these little temptations, then it's better to return to being single as soon as possible.

The relationship between two people should be equal and respect each other, instead of blindly concealing and evading.What happened is what happened, there is no time machine in the world, expecting to pretend nothing happened by "forgetting" is just deception.

Looking at it now, there was nothing shady about what happened that night, just as there was nothing shady about Gojo Satoru.Dazai is the person I like and my boyfriend. Although he was considerate and didn't ask too much, he worried about me for half the night and has the right to know what happened.

After making up my mind to tell Dazai everything when I have time later, I felt the weight on my chest disappear all of a sudden.

I took a deep breath and said seriously into the microphone: "I made this call specially to tell Wutiao-kun that we have been good friends since you answered my distress call."

The surrounding is very quiet, only the small rustling sound from the phone can be heard, like the sound of leaves swaying in the wind.

After a long while, I heard Gojo Gojo smile and said in a melodious tone: "If you ask me to change it back, I will change it back, then I won't lose face."

"Wujo-kun can choose at will, as long as you are still willing to be friends with me."

I answer.

"Well, let's talk about this later~" Through the phone, I can imagine the expression of the other party's arrogant cat, he paused for a while, and suddenly changed his tone, "What happened, maybe I can Help."

"Some minor issues are still under investigation. If I need help, I will contact Wutiao-kun..." "Ah, wait a minute."

A hand reached out, took my phone away, and interrupted my about to say goodbye.

I turned around, and saw the iris-colored eyes of the young man beside me blinking at me, then smiling into the microphone and saying, "Hi, Gojo-san, I'm Dazai Osamu, please don't listen to Taojiang's 'little problem', In fact, we need to investigate something related to spells here."

"Well, yes...the sooner the better, how about this afternoon or evening...Okay, then at 7 o'clock in the evening, Polo Cafe, you should know this place...Okay, goodbye."

The phone was hung up, and Dazai returned the phone with a blacked-out screen to me, then raised his head and motioned for Atsushi Nakajima, who was standing at the door, to come over: "Atsushi-kun, do you still remember when you met Taojiang?"

The big silver-haired boy scratched his head and replied: "If I remember correctly, it was the time when Miss Lin accidentally visited the Armed Detective Agency because of the pursuit of the curse spirit."

"What? Ms. Lin visited a detective agency?" "Why don't I remember it?" "Yeah, I don't remember it at all."

The voice fell, and the people around made doubtful voices.

"Huh? Don't you all remember? At that time, Miss Lin was chased by a cursed spirit to the downstairs of the detective agency. It is said that Jinghuajiang was the one who solved it!"

Compared to the others, Atsushi Nakajima was more puzzled. He looked left and right, and finally turned his gaze to Dazai who was sitting on the sofa: "Mr. Dazai, what happened?"

"Dun Jun's memory is correct, Tao Jiang has indeed known everyone for a long time."

Dazai explained the current situation clearly in a few words, and then I received a lot of friendly voices saying that I could help.

Apart from thanking you all the time, I really don't know how to express the sour warmth in my heart. Everyone in the Armed Detective Agency is very gentle people.

"It doesn't matter if you forget, it's just a new understanding."

The tea in the cup was cold, and the girl in kimono reached out to replace me with a new one. She looked at me with beautiful eyes that were extremely calm: "There will always be a day to remember."

She seemed not used to staring at people, so she lowered her eyes to look at the teacup in my hand after she finished speaking, then paused for a second, then said softly, "The tea stem has stood up."

If the tea stem stands up, good things will happen.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window. I held the hot tea in my hand and smiled brightly at the girl: "Well, thank you Jinghuajiang."

***

When he left the Armed Detective Agency, there was still half a day left before the meeting he had made in the evening.

"Do you want to go home and rest?"

Dazai stretched out his hand, and helped me to brush away my broken hair that was blown by the wind.

"No, I can't sleep," I shook my head, thought for a while, and said, "It's rare that the weather is fine, otherwise we'll take a detour to Chinatown for lunch."

Anyway, I have nothing to do for the time being, so I might as well take the opportunity to treat my stomach well.

Nothing can't be solved by one meal, and if there is, then come two meals.

The essence of foodie is that simple.

For my proposal, Dazai agreed, so the two of us diverted to Chinatown. After checking the strategy, we chose a hot pot restaurant with a very prosperous business.

"This is an oil dish, and this is a sesame sauce dish. Hasn't Mr. Dazai tried Huaguo's hot pot before?"

Feeling relaxed after seeing the familiar food in my hometown, I asked the person next to me who was looking at the entire seasoning shelf with curiosity.

"I have eaten it, but the ingredients are not so rich."

As the young man said, he poked his claws towards the oil dish, and then started to make his own dipping sauce with great interest: "This, and this... Huh? Super spicy millet pepper, is this really spicy?"

I once took a bite of it as if I was dying: "...it's really spicy, the kind that makes me feel like I'm going to die soon."

"Wow! Then I want this!"

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I:……

The ingredients are obviously very common, why did this person mess with them, and it instantly turned into a dark dish that would cause food poisoning and be sent to the emergency department.

Forget it, I'd better match him with two relatively normal ORZs.

And, when he eats the millet pepper in a while, I will confess to him what I have concealed. As long as I have the spicy milk in my hand, I believe he will forgive me soon!