My brother is not a good person
Chapter 3 Jinjiang Exclusive
As soon as these words came out, only the breathing of the two people remained in the entire box.
I don't know how long it took before Zhongyuan Zhongye broke this awkward silence.
He pocketed with one hand, stood up holding his hat, "Wait a moment, I'll make a call."
Raisha nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and watched him go out the door.
Immediately, she also sighed and said in Russian.
"Are you here, Gogol?"
A person appeared where there was no one.
It was the waiter who took the order before.
"Hahahaha!" He laughed out loud, pulling the corners of his mouth, "The answer is correct!"
The waiter puts his right hand behind his back and his left hand in front of him.
The hem of his tuxedo swayed slightly as he bowed.
In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black work suit was replaced by a huge white cape.
The waiter with black hair and black eyes also turned into a boy with silver hair and golden eyes.
He pinched the brim of the tall hat on his head, and there was a thin black line from top to bottom over his left eye.
The mask covered his right eye, making it impossible to discern his emotions.
The young man smiled brightly, with his hands wide open, spread out to the sides, and the braids were thrown back and forth following his large movements.
"Then, here's the next question!"
He turned his face slightly to the right, and looked at Raisha sitting at the table with his exposed left eye.
"What am I here for?"
Miss Champion blinked and asked tentatively, "Couldn't it be Fei Jia who told you to take me back directly?"
Even if Fei Jia was very angry at her sneaking to Japan, it couldn't be like this?
It's not in Fei Jia's style to take her back.
"What a pity." Gogol spread his hands and pouted.
But soon he returned to smiling, "I'm here to ask if you have changed your mind~"
"It's amazing that you would leave Russia on your own initiative!"
The young man held onto the mask on his face, his brows and eyes curved.
"Changed your mind?"
His golden eyes were full of eager inquiry.
"Or, has there been a change in your perception of 'freedom'?"
The only best friend in the world who can understand him, but completely and completely controls his sister.
It happened with her knowledge and a tacit consent.
In Laisha's capacity, this is obviously not necessary.
She clearly knows that she has the right to pursue freedom, but she has always been a bird in a cage with peace of mind.
Such a person, when asked, keeps talking about "inner freedom"...it's amazing.
Even when questioned by Gogol, Laisha was not angry.
She shook her head in denial, and looked directly at her brother's friend, "No. I still can't agree with your freedom."
Perhaps it should be said "will not help him fulfill his freedom".
"OK then."
The silver-haired boy who was denied face to face was not at all uneasy.
He took a big step forward, moved closer to the girl, and smiled.
"It seems that I can only do what I said and finish my work seriously!"
"As promised", what else could it be?Only take her back to Russia.
Thinking of this, Laisha's breath was stagnant, her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes widened in shock.
Before she had time to express her objection, she heard Gogol laugh again.
"That's it!" the boy praised, "I finally provided you with a surprise in today's meeting!"
He stretched out his right index finger and tapped it on the side of his face: "Can't you believe everything the clown says?"
After finishing speaking, Gogol pulled up the cloak behind him.
The moment the cloak was raised, he made a final greeting.
"Once again, I feel sorry for your loyalty and look forward to meeting you next time."
When Zhongya Nakahara opened the door after finishing the phone call, Raisha was the only one left in the box.
Even though he faintly felt that something was wrong, he had no proof.
It was obvious that his conversation was not pleasant.
Maybe it's the result, maybe the process, maybe both.
In short, traces of anger remained on his face.
The young mafia cadre pinched his brows, and was about to say something when Miss Champion robbed him of it.
"It's okay, I have some money myself, I can go to a hotel."
He heard the words and shook his head, "Listen, cough, what the public relations officer said, you probably stayed here for a long time. Your own money may not be enough."
According to the information, her main source of income is endorsement fees, and the endorsement fees from those brands are not much at all.
Probably enough for the average person, but figure skating is notoriously expensive.
What's more, this girl was obviously tricked by Dazai, and she lost contact with her family, so there is no reason to ask her to pay for it out of her own pocket.
"I hired a nutritionist for you just now. When you need to remove the plaster, I can also help you make an appointment with the doctor."
The tips of Zhongye's ears turned slightly red.
"Yokohama is usually not very peaceful, considering your safety..."
He suddenly stopped and became hesitant.
"There is nothing in my house, and I haven't lived in it for a while..."
Invite a girl you've known for less than two hours to live in your home.
No matter what, he couldn't do such a thing with peace of mind.
Just ask the mackerel to do it himself!
Mr. Cadre beat his boss up and down a hundred and eighty times in his heart.
Whether it was inviting strangers to live in his own home or living in a stranger's home, it was something that bastard was very good at.
Just thinking of what Dazai Osamu said on the phone, "If she doesn't live with you, then she will only live in my container?", Zhong Yuanzhong had to bite the bullet and continue.
"If you don't mind, you can come and live."
He looked away in embarrassment.
"And while you're in Yokohama, I'll protect you."
Hearing his invitation, Laisha couldn't help but waved her hands.
"Okay, I believe Mr. Chuya." The girl stood up and pushed the chair under the table, "But I'd better stay in a hotel. I can talk about it when I run out of money or come back from Hasezu."
There are only five days left until Hasezu's "Onice Onice" exhibition competition, and it won't be long if you stay in a hotel.
It really isn't a bad idea.
Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Then I will take you to the hotel."
After placing Laisha in a hotel run by the port mafia, Mr. Cadre left the driver and his contact information and left.
He had expected the next two days to be a busy one with Raisha and the Port Mafia.
However, the informant from the hotel stated that "Miss Dostoevskaya's activities are limited to the gymnasium, swimming pool and her room".
It's more than a little bit of peace of mind.
It wasn't until Laisha finished removing the plaster that Zhongya Zhongya received her message again.
[Raisha: Mr. Nakaya, the day after tomorrow is the exhibition match of "Onice Onsen", so I am going to leave for Hasezu tomorrow.Mr. Chuya, do you want to come together? 】
If he hadn't received this message, Zhong Yuanzhong probably didn't feel that there was anything wrong.
But this message is too suspicious.
Why did she suddenly invite herself to go with her without much contact?
Besides, as a cadre of the Port Mafia, leaving Yokohama is not something that can be decided only by heart.
"Since it's Miss Dostoevskaya's kind invitation... of course Chuya must agree to her."
Facing his subordinate's request for instructions, the newly appointed leader of the port mafia smiled with interest.
"It's impolite to refuse a lady." Osamu Dazai clasped his fingers, his left eye under the bandage curved into a crescent moon, "not to mention such a considerate invitation."
To save him from having to find a reason to push Zhongye over.
Hearing his answer, Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly felt a shiver down his spine.
It was an intuition to realize that he was being watched.
It often accompanies the schemes of the bastard Dazai.
But this time more than ever.
The young cadre kept silent and beat up the leader again in his heart, and finally got on the train to Hasezu with Laisha according to the order.
After receiving the coffee from the girl, Chuya Nakahara opened the tab with one hand.
He took a sip, as if chatting, "Why did you think of inviting me? Hasn't your plaster cast been removed?"
There is no mobility impairment, so why bother?
"Because I want to invite Mr. Chuya."
Miss Champion put her hands on her knees and looked out the window.
She then turned her head to look at Mr. Cadre who was sitting opposite, and quickly raised the corner of her mouth.
And from every angle, she needs to do so.
Perhaps this should also be counted as part of the deal?
After all, under the "protection" of her younger brother, she had to help her run from St. Petersburg, Russia to Yokohama, Japan.
Not everyone can do this kind of thing.
It was for this reason that she revealed her intention to leave to the public relations officer she had known for a short time.
As a public relations officer of a movie star, he has always claimed that being an actor is his job.
And how could she be unaware of the shadow under this halo.
Even if she took very reckless actions, at least she can be sure that the person sent to protect her is absolutely reliable.
"Mr. Nakaya hasn't been to Siberia, right? Probably not in the polar regions either?"
The girl cast her eyes out of the window again.
"Then you must have never seen the sea when it was frozen."
Under the chilling and bleak ice and snow, there is unfrozen sea water flowing.
If you dive into the water, you can see a hazy ray of skylight through the cracks in the ice.
Dazzling and unique.
Even if it is surrounded by cold, even if it also hides murderous intentions, the tolerant and generous sea is still a shelter for polar creatures.
"They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and they are."
"From the first time I saw Mr. Chuya, I believed in Mr. Chuya very much, because Mr. Chuya's eyes looked like the sea under the ice."
Although full of crises and adventures, he is definitely the warmest one around.
The girl tilted her head, touching herself reflected in the glass.
"Speaking of which, does Mr. Nakaya usually listen to music?" She smiled with eyebrows twisted, "I haven't finalized the arrangement of the short program yet, and I want to hear more opinions from others."
I don't know how long it took before Zhongyuan Zhongye broke this awkward silence.
He pocketed with one hand, stood up holding his hat, "Wait a moment, I'll make a call."
Raisha nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and watched him go out the door.
Immediately, she also sighed and said in Russian.
"Are you here, Gogol?"
A person appeared where there was no one.
It was the waiter who took the order before.
"Hahahaha!" He laughed out loud, pulling the corners of his mouth, "The answer is correct!"
The waiter puts his right hand behind his back and his left hand in front of him.
The hem of his tuxedo swayed slightly as he bowed.
In the blink of an eye, the pitch-black work suit was replaced by a huge white cape.
The waiter with black hair and black eyes also turned into a boy with silver hair and golden eyes.
He pinched the brim of the tall hat on his head, and there was a thin black line from top to bottom over his left eye.
The mask covered his right eye, making it impossible to discern his emotions.
The young man smiled brightly, with his hands wide open, spread out to the sides, and the braids were thrown back and forth following his large movements.
"Then, here's the next question!"
He turned his face slightly to the right, and looked at Raisha sitting at the table with his exposed left eye.
"What am I here for?"
Miss Champion blinked and asked tentatively, "Couldn't it be Fei Jia who told you to take me back directly?"
Even if Fei Jia was very angry at her sneaking to Japan, it couldn't be like this?
It's not in Fei Jia's style to take her back.
"What a pity." Gogol spread his hands and pouted.
But soon he returned to smiling, "I'm here to ask if you have changed your mind~"
"It's amazing that you would leave Russia on your own initiative!"
The young man held onto the mask on his face, his brows and eyes curved.
"Changed your mind?"
His golden eyes were full of eager inquiry.
"Or, has there been a change in your perception of 'freedom'?"
The only best friend in the world who can understand him, but completely and completely controls his sister.
It happened with her knowledge and a tacit consent.
In Laisha's capacity, this is obviously not necessary.
She clearly knows that she has the right to pursue freedom, but she has always been a bird in a cage with peace of mind.
Such a person, when asked, keeps talking about "inner freedom"...it's amazing.
Even when questioned by Gogol, Laisha was not angry.
She shook her head in denial, and looked directly at her brother's friend, "No. I still can't agree with your freedom."
Perhaps it should be said "will not help him fulfill his freedom".
"OK then."
The silver-haired boy who was denied face to face was not at all uneasy.
He took a big step forward, moved closer to the girl, and smiled.
"It seems that I can only do what I said and finish my work seriously!"
"As promised", what else could it be?Only take her back to Russia.
Thinking of this, Laisha's breath was stagnant, her lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes widened in shock.
Before she had time to express her objection, she heard Gogol laugh again.
"That's it!" the boy praised, "I finally provided you with a surprise in today's meeting!"
He stretched out his right index finger and tapped it on the side of his face: "Can't you believe everything the clown says?"
After finishing speaking, Gogol pulled up the cloak behind him.
The moment the cloak was raised, he made a final greeting.
"Once again, I feel sorry for your loyalty and look forward to meeting you next time."
When Zhongya Nakahara opened the door after finishing the phone call, Raisha was the only one left in the box.
Even though he faintly felt that something was wrong, he had no proof.
It was obvious that his conversation was not pleasant.
Maybe it's the result, maybe the process, maybe both.
In short, traces of anger remained on his face.
The young mafia cadre pinched his brows, and was about to say something when Miss Champion robbed him of it.
"It's okay, I have some money myself, I can go to a hotel."
He heard the words and shook his head, "Listen, cough, what the public relations officer said, you probably stayed here for a long time. Your own money may not be enough."
According to the information, her main source of income is endorsement fees, and the endorsement fees from those brands are not much at all.
Probably enough for the average person, but figure skating is notoriously expensive.
What's more, this girl was obviously tricked by Dazai, and she lost contact with her family, so there is no reason to ask her to pay for it out of her own pocket.
"I hired a nutritionist for you just now. When you need to remove the plaster, I can also help you make an appointment with the doctor."
The tips of Zhongye's ears turned slightly red.
"Yokohama is usually not very peaceful, considering your safety..."
He suddenly stopped and became hesitant.
"There is nothing in my house, and I haven't lived in it for a while..."
Invite a girl you've known for less than two hours to live in your home.
No matter what, he couldn't do such a thing with peace of mind.
Just ask the mackerel to do it himself!
Mr. Cadre beat his boss up and down a hundred and eighty times in his heart.
Whether it was inviting strangers to live in his own home or living in a stranger's home, it was something that bastard was very good at.
Just thinking of what Dazai Osamu said on the phone, "If she doesn't live with you, then she will only live in my container?", Zhong Yuanzhong had to bite the bullet and continue.
"If you don't mind, you can come and live."
He looked away in embarrassment.
"And while you're in Yokohama, I'll protect you."
Hearing his invitation, Laisha couldn't help but waved her hands.
"Okay, I believe Mr. Chuya." The girl stood up and pushed the chair under the table, "But I'd better stay in a hotel. I can talk about it when I run out of money or come back from Hasezu."
There are only five days left until Hasezu's "Onice Onice" exhibition competition, and it won't be long if you stay in a hotel.
It really isn't a bad idea.
Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, nodded and said: "Then I will take you to the hotel."
After placing Laisha in a hotel run by the port mafia, Mr. Cadre left the driver and his contact information and left.
He had expected the next two days to be a busy one with Raisha and the Port Mafia.
However, the informant from the hotel stated that "Miss Dostoevskaya's activities are limited to the gymnasium, swimming pool and her room".
It's more than a little bit of peace of mind.
It wasn't until Laisha finished removing the plaster that Zhongya Zhongya received her message again.
[Raisha: Mr. Nakaya, the day after tomorrow is the exhibition match of "Onice Onsen", so I am going to leave for Hasezu tomorrow.Mr. Chuya, do you want to come together? 】
If he hadn't received this message, Zhong Yuanzhong probably didn't feel that there was anything wrong.
But this message is too suspicious.
Why did she suddenly invite herself to go with her without much contact?
Besides, as a cadre of the Port Mafia, leaving Yokohama is not something that can be decided only by heart.
"Since it's Miss Dostoevskaya's kind invitation... of course Chuya must agree to her."
Facing his subordinate's request for instructions, the newly appointed leader of the port mafia smiled with interest.
"It's impolite to refuse a lady." Osamu Dazai clasped his fingers, his left eye under the bandage curved into a crescent moon, "not to mention such a considerate invitation."
To save him from having to find a reason to push Zhongye over.
Hearing his answer, Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly felt a shiver down his spine.
It was an intuition to realize that he was being watched.
It often accompanies the schemes of the bastard Dazai.
But this time more than ever.
The young cadre kept silent and beat up the leader again in his heart, and finally got on the train to Hasezu with Laisha according to the order.
After receiving the coffee from the girl, Chuya Nakahara opened the tab with one hand.
He took a sip, as if chatting, "Why did you think of inviting me? Hasn't your plaster cast been removed?"
There is no mobility impairment, so why bother?
"Because I want to invite Mr. Chuya."
Miss Champion put her hands on her knees and looked out the window.
She then turned her head to look at Mr. Cadre who was sitting opposite, and quickly raised the corner of her mouth.
And from every angle, she needs to do so.
Perhaps this should also be counted as part of the deal?
After all, under the "protection" of her younger brother, she had to help her run from St. Petersburg, Russia to Yokohama, Japan.
Not everyone can do this kind of thing.
It was for this reason that she revealed her intention to leave to the public relations officer she had known for a short time.
As a public relations officer of a movie star, he has always claimed that being an actor is his job.
And how could she be unaware of the shadow under this halo.
Even if she took very reckless actions, at least she can be sure that the person sent to protect her is absolutely reliable.
"Mr. Nakaya hasn't been to Siberia, right? Probably not in the polar regions either?"
The girl cast her eyes out of the window again.
"Then you must have never seen the sea when it was frozen."
Under the chilling and bleak ice and snow, there is unfrozen sea water flowing.
If you dive into the water, you can see a hazy ray of skylight through the cracks in the ice.
Dazzling and unique.
Even if it is surrounded by cold, even if it also hides murderous intentions, the tolerant and generous sea is still a shelter for polar creatures.
"They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and they are."
"From the first time I saw Mr. Chuya, I believed in Mr. Chuya very much, because Mr. Chuya's eyes looked like the sea under the ice."
Although full of crises and adventures, he is definitely the warmest one around.
The girl tilted her head, touching herself reflected in the glass.
"Speaking of which, does Mr. Nakaya usually listen to music?" She smiled with eyebrows twisted, "I haven't finalized the arrangement of the short program yet, and I want to hear more opinions from others."
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