Reborn in my brother's body

As soon as Che walked out of the court, he felt the phone vibrate in his pocket.

When I opened it, it was a text message from Okamoto.

The content was very simple, it was to invite him to have dinner at a very familiar place, Mrs. Watanabe's curry house that the three of them used to frequent.

Che stood at the door of the somewhat old shop for a while, and finally took a breath before opening the door and walking in.

Since Jin's accident, he has never been to this store again, because there are too many memories of the three of them, so when he decided to cut off all ties with Okamoto, he divided the store into no place to go back.

The interior space of the store is not big, and there are eight dining tables full. It is time for dinner, and the store is full of people.

A thin old lady shuttled among them, arranged the bowls and chopsticks for the guests skillfully, refilled the tea, looked up after finishing her work, and happened to see Che who had just entered the door.

Seeing him like this, Che paused on his feet, and hurriedly nodded in greeting.

Three years have added a bit of gray to Mrs. Watanabe's sideburns, but there is still a familiar kind smile on that face.

She held the tray in both hands, looked at the table in the corner, and then greeted the guests neatly. Her usual expression and movements made Che suddenly have an illusion that time had never passed.

Okamoto had already been waiting there, and when Toru walked over, he was holding a teacup in both hands and was thinking about something. When he looked up, his eyes were in a daze for a moment, and then he showed his usual gentleness.

As for Okamoto's choice of this table, Toru certainly knew his intentions.

That table used to be their exclusive seat, or Jin's exclusive seat.

Jin once claimed that his two favorite things were baseball, and the other was Mrs. Watanabe's curry rice, so every time he won a game, he always clamored to come here.

Jin also left two signatures on this wooden table, one when he won the game for the first time as a pitcher, and the other when he won the best pitcher in Koshien.

The same name, but completely different handwriting, one crooked and the other unrestrained.

Mrs. Watanabe ate a meal with carrots for the first time, and gave them a free meal the second time.

Toru still remembers that Jin was eating the big meal he exchanged for his autograph, and said to Mrs. Watanabe with a smile: "When I become a famous international star in the major leagues, I will come back and make another autograph. I want to use this A table to record my baseball life."

Mrs. Watanabe also echoed: "If you say Jin, it will definitely work."

Later, because of the sudden car accident, Jin did not become famous, and he never even came here again, but Mrs. Watanabe still cherished this table as a treasure.

Che raised his hand and gently brushed the two lines of clear engravings on the table, feeling sore in his heart.

The most touching thing in this world is simple feelings, such as Mrs. Watanabe, such as Okamoto; What kind of life will you lead.

When Mrs. Watanabe brought the meal, Toru was still lost in his complicated thoughts.

He just mechanically nodded his thanks to Mrs. Watanabe, and he just vaguely heard Okamoto say: "I ordered your favorite sausage fat beef curry rice for you." Then he picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the food in the bowl mouth.

It wasn't until the meal was finished that he suddenly noticed that Okamoto didn't move his chopsticks at all, but kept frowning at him.

"Brother Okamoto, why don't you eat?"

"Jin, I asked you out today because I have something to tell you."

"kindness?"

"I've finished what I said before. In fact, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"Are you going?"

"Well, my original plan was to return to my hometown to practice medicine after finishing my studies."

"Brother Okamoto, you will definitely become a good doctor."

Che's tone revealed an unconcealable loss, but the last sentence came from the heart.

"Toru used to say that all the time. He said that I will definitely become a good doctor and you will definitely become a big football star, but I never asked him what kind of person he wants to be." Okamoto used the third person , but stared straight into Toru's eyes.

Che felt guilty for a while when he saw him, he avoided his eyes in a panic, and answered vaguely: "Yeah, it seems that he never said it."

Just because I haven't said it doesn't mean I haven't thought about it.

Che just felt that his ordinary life dream was not worth mentioning under the brilliance of those two people, and his dream was inseparable from those two people.

The part related to brocade is career.

Although he has no extraordinary talent, he likes baseball no less than Jin, and his baseball dream is not to win the championship trophy under the cheers of thousands of people, but to find a small school and teach a group of people who also love baseball. child.

The part related to Okamoto is emotion.

Although he doesn't have the courage to speak out, his love for that person may never be forgotten in his life, and his pursuit of affection is not to get a response, but to stay by that person's side and watch that person live happily.

Happiness, even without my participation, you will still get it, right?

I couldn't figure out the answer to this puzzle, and after thinking about it, I couldn't help but glance at the opposite side, only to find that Okamoto was still staring at him.

At the moment of eye contact, Okamoto's expression made Toru feel as if all his secrets had been spread out on the table, and the great panic made him tremble all over, and his heart skipped a beat.

Did he know something?how can that be possible?It must be my own dazzled.

Toru kept comforting himself in his heart, but before he could calm down his breathing, he was shocked by Mrs. Watanabe's words and broke out in a cold sweat again.

"Jin really has grown up, and she won't pick out carrots even after eating curry."

Carrots, Jin doesn't eat carrots, what was he thinking just now, how could he be negligent.

Even Mrs. Watanabe clearly remembered things, and Okamoto naturally knew about them. From this point of view, Okamoto's performance is not difficult to explain.

Wait, what Okamoto just ordered for him was his favorite sausage beef curry rice, not Kam's favorite sausage pork chop curry rice.

And that day at the bar, Okamoto kept staring at the lemonade in his hand, and the way Okamoto looked at him after he listened to "Red", he didn't notice it at the time, but now in retrospect, Okamoto will say that If you say that you are drunk, you have already seen the clues.

These days, he has been pretending to be tough in front of people. He has won a lot of battles, but he is exhausted physically and mentally. That's why he completely let go of his guard in front of Okamoto, and he completely takes off his disguise.

However, such a relaxed state also made him unknowingly reveal too many flaws.

Seeing Mrs. Watanabe take away the plate with a smile on her face, Toru raised his head and said stiffly: "Brother Okamoto, let's go."

The current situation is too chaotic, but fortunately, it contains parts that are difficult for ordinary people to understand, so it is easier to escape than to explain.

On the secluded path leading to the station, street lamps cast a row of dim yellow halos.

Toru quickly switched steps and walked in front, and Okamoto followed behind, but his steps were a little slow.

"Jin." In the end, Okamoto was the first to break the silence.

Che turned around in response, only to see Okamoto's figure sandwiched in the dark place between the two apertures, which seemed somewhat illusory.

"Jin, there is one more thing I want to tell you. In fact... I have always liked Che."

When he heard that his name was connected with his liking, and he still said it from Okamoto, Toru almost forgot how to breathe at that moment.

He really wanted to walk over to see the expression on Okamoto's face at the moment, but the air seemed to freeze into ice, trapping his body.

He didn't know that Okamoto had a panoramic view of the way he frowned slightly standing in the middle of the aperture.

He didn't know how he should respond to such a confession as Jin.

Fortunately, Okamoto didn't throw this problem to him, but stood in place with that gentle and smooth voice, continuing the previous words: "Actually, long before I left, I already knew clearly that I was serious about the thoroughness. What kind of feelings did I have? At first I didn’t dare to say, because I was afraid that Che would just treat me like a big brother. Later, Toche began to avoid me deliberately, which made me even less courageous to speak. For me, studying abroad is a plan. things, but I am very clear that I am escaping. I thought that time and space could help me solve the problem, but..."

Che guessed the emotion hidden behind that but without any effort at all, because at the other end of time and space, he also suffered the same amount of suffering.

"You may not know that Cheh sent me an email before boarding the plane. He said he was coming to see me. I forgot to ask for the flight information, so I rushed to the airport and sat in the pick-up hall. At that time, I only had one thought in my mind, if God only gave me one chance to express my heart, then it should be the moment I saw Che, and it should be there.”

He didn't know how long Okamoto had been waiting at the airport, and he didn't know what kind of despair Okamoto felt when he finally decided to leave. nightmare.

"To be honest, I'm not surprised to see Che's name appear on the sports page. Although Che looks quiet and quiet, there is a stubbornness in his bones. I know that as long as it is the path he chooses, he will follow the path. I will go to the end. So whether I didn’t show up or went to play professional baseball, it’s not something I can change. The only thing I can do is to persuade myself to give up.”

give up?Easy to say.

Che also told himself to give up, he not only said, but also did it very thoroughly, first cut off all connections, and then let Wuji enter his life.

But when he saw Okamoto again at his funeral, he suddenly realized that when the emotional box was opened, everything inside was as bright as new.

"When I was preparing to go back to China, I would still think of Che, with a peaceful mood like a friend. I even imagined that if I ran into Che by chance, I should be able to walk up to him with a smile and greet him, and then politely Nodding and leaving. But it turns out that I was just lying to myself, when I learned that he..." Okamoto's voice was choked here and he forgot how to continue, he couldn't say that sentence, as if he just said it He admitted it, so he changed to another slightly hoarse voice, so he changed to another thing that he was 100% sure of, "At that moment I knew that without Thor, my life would never be complete... ..."

Accompanied by those words, Okamoto slowly took a step forward.

The edge of the halo crawled up his trousers, and then enveloped his whole body in that hazy yellow.

Through the eyes covered with water vapor, Toru didn't see the expression on Okamoto's face clearly, but with just one glance, he understood the meaning of Okamoto's words - with that incompleteness, the person he loved so much , can never be happy in life.

That happiness was once his sincere hope; that happiness, he never counted himself in it; that happiness, because of his absence, no longer exists.

Okamoto's footsteps continued, and so did his voice. Of course, he walked very slowly and spoke very slowly.

"I'm really sorry to let you hear me say this. This was meant to be said to Che, and I didn't expect him to accept it, but whether it was rejected or made fun of, I wanted to hear his response with my own ears, but It's too late now. People say that there will be a feeling between twin brothers. If it weren't for you, I might never have the chance to speak in my life, so just do me a favor and pass these words on to him, okay?"

Toru nodded slightly, but bit his lips with full strength.

I am Toru, I heard it all, and I love you deeply.

That voice screamed desperately in his heart, that voice crazily crashed against his reason in his head, and his thought of rushing up desperately was shattered by Okamoto's cry.

"Jin." Okamoto softly called the owner of this body, the tenderness in his eyes made Toru instinctively want to avoid, "Can you promise me one more excessive request?"

I didn't know how to refuse, or even that I could refuse, so I stood there, staring into Okamoto's eyes obsessively, and at the moment of nodding, I was embraced by a pair of arms into a warm embrace.

Toru had imagined countless times the scene of him and Okamoto embracing affectionately, but at this moment, he was as stiff as when he saw Okamoto off last time, without any response.

The cone-shaped lights seemed to seal the actions of the two into eternity.

However, in that frozen time and space, they may not even be able to explain what kind of complicated emotions they each have.

One breathed disorderly, and the other shed tears, but they were all covered up without a trace before the hug ended.

Until Okamoto's figure disappeared around the corner, Toru still stood there blankly, and what echoed in his mind was Okamoto's "I'm sorry" that he said twice in his ear.