Why aren't people raising me

A bar called [Old World].

The interior design is low-key and retro, but you can always find unobtrusive luxury in the details. The bartender in the bar is repeating the action of wiping the wine glasses.Except for the billiards area that needs light and enthusiasm, the lights in other places are slightly dimmed, which looks ambiguous.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also holding champagne, and his colleagues were recommending him to try other types of wine.

"I said Zhongye, don't you dare?" The young man with a slightly immature face approached Zhongye Zhongye jokingly, with an unscrupulous smile on his lips, "Is the King of Jewels even afraid of this? It's just a It’s just a bottle of wine, it’s okay to drink it all in one go.”

"Stupid Bird, I have work tomorrow, so I can't be hungover tonight. I remember you said that you still have to fly a helicopter tomorrow, won't you have a headache?" Zhong Yuan also pushed his face away, his eyebrows frowned, "and , Whether I dare to drink has nothing to do with my title of Jewel King...By the way, don't call me that, it really makes people feel cold unconsciously."

"Jewel king Zhongyuan Zhongya, hahahaha..." The idiot bird laughed to himself, "Everyone in the organization is talking about you! It is said that you have opened up the channel for smuggling gemstones in a year, and you have become a winner in life from a poor boy , how, leaving the sheep is the right choice, right?"

The red-haired boy frowned even more, and was very displeased, "Don't mention the sheep to me, are you so fond of mocking me?"

"What's the matter? It's been almost a year, haven't you come out yet?"

"Tsk."

"We are the best young generation in Port Mafia, we can't indulge in the past, Zhongye."

"Drinking can't stop your mouth." Zhong Yuanzhong also took a sip of his wine and looked away.

out of the past?It's not that easy, he is now desperately digging for clues from the past, trying to reveal his secrets before his eyes, if he doesn't complete this, he may never be able to start the so-called new life.

"If you have time to talk about this, why not think about your mission tomorrow." Nakahara Nakaya said, and reminded, "You should not be drunk, lower your voice, there are still ordinary guests here, not belonging to the port mafia time."

"Tch, working with Lord Hongye means learning how to train people, right? I don't eat, I'm not afraid of you." Some childish foolish birds rolled their eyes, "Speaking of which, I'm going to be The fried chicken in that kid's hand is hungry."

Following his whispered, pointed words, Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his attention to the bar at the other end, where a young man in a white coat was sitting.

White curly hair, exposed skin on the neck, and a white shirt and coat.

The idiot bird approached Chuya, covering his mouth with his hand, "To be honest, don't you think he looks like a white peacock?"

"What kind of messed-up metaphor are you talking about?"

The fool bird looked at the young man, "Compared to the taste of fried chicken and French fries, the smell of disinfectant on his body makes me feel more uncomfortable."

"Surgeons smell like that too."

"That's much lighter than this. After all, in our profession, it's best not to wear anything that is easily exposed."

Central Plains is also noncommittal.

He looked at the young man, who was holding a glass of...milk? , Judging from the viscosity of the liquid hanging on the wall, it does not look like a milky drink.Next to the young man was the packaging bag marked m, which was exuding the aroma of food. With Nakahara Chuya's eyesight, he could see the order printed on the label paper - three children's B packages.

There are children at home.

Zhong Yuanzhong turned his head without paying much attention.

But the idiot bird was very interested in that young man, "Chuya, his hairstyle is similar to yours, so there are people who have the same taste as you."

"Huh?" Mentioning his vision, Zhong Yuan glared at him threateningly, "You're so energetic, why don't you go talk to him."

"Come on, I'm not interested in men."

"Why hasn't the pianist come yet?"

"I don't know, I have something to delay." The foolish bird looked at the young man with his cheeks on his hands, and suddenly whistled, "He is very handsome, Chuya."

"You just said you're not interested in men."

"How should I put it, I like his temperament better. I always feel that he is a man with a story, and he doesn't fit in such a dark environment. From this perspective, his hair seems to be shining."

It was the first time for Zhongyuan Zhong to hear him praise someone, and it seemed to be an extraordinarily serious one, so he couldn't help but tilt his head to his side, experiencing his perspective, "It seems so."

"It's obviously a young face, but it's like the tragic hero played by the public relations officer who has gone through vicissitudes."

"Everyone has a story. Your description is really old-fashioned. Besides, he doesn't look tragic. He even bought food for the children in the family." Zhong also drank slightly drunk, and the heat steamed his face, " But you're right about one thing, he doesn't look like he belongs here at all."

The bar named [Old World] has a lot of mafia gatherings, but this is the gathering place of the flag club, and no subordinates will come to disturb them without winking.

Having said that, Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced over there again, but this look made him feel alert all over his body, and he was completely sober from the wine he had just had.

The young man probably heard their conversation and sensed their scrutiny, so he glanced this way, and Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly met his pair of light pink eyes.

He felt a numbness rushing up from his tailbone, causing him to turn his head while covering his nose.

"What's the matter Chuya?"

"fine."

How to describe that look?

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought secretly,

He may still be lacking in words, and he couldn't find the right words for a while. Just looking at those eyes, he felt a palpitation similar to a thumping heart... Hey, this description is not good.

"It seems that you care about him very much, do you want me to strike up a conversation?" A graceful male voice came from behind them, Nakahara Nakaya turned his head, heaved a sigh of relief for some reason, "Public relations officer, you are here, you came in through the back door ?"

As an actor, the public relations officer would always avoid showing himself in the public eye in private. If it was too early, he would not even leave the main entrance of the bar.

The handsome public relations officer looked at the white-haired young man sitting on the bar with a hunter's gaze, "I was attracted by someone as soon as I came in, and his characteristics really don't seem like he would come to the bar to get drunk at this point... oh, drink Is it milk, that’s the time to take refuge in the bar? No matter how you look at it, it’s suspicious, and it also comes with a fragrant children’s set meal B.”

The aroma should be emphasized.

As we all know, the most delicious food is when it is just out of the pan, and it can hardly be smelled when it is cold, but the old world is extremely remote, and the nearest m is in a commercial street several kilometers away, no matter what mobile method you use Keeping it steaming is here, the special way is another story...like a microwave in the car?

The public relations officer tried more and more eagerly, "Let's try it out."

Chuya Nakahara: "I don't want to have extra work."

The stupid bird's eyes lit up: "What if some interesting information comes out?"

Chuya Nakahara: "It's still extra work."

Stupid Bird: "What if it's an enemy?"

Nakahara Chuya: "Then he was too successful in disguising."

Stupid Bird scratched his head, "What's the matter with you Chuya, you're acting weird today, just like an uncle who has been working for 20 years and has no motivation."

The public relations officer who is good at observing micro-expressions suddenly said, "Zhongye, are you scared?"

Afraid, afraid?

How can it be!

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a sip of his wine in disdain, what could he be afraid of.

"I always feel that you don't really want to face that young man. Is it because of that weird hairstyle that makes you feel familiar?"

"Don't speculate."

"By the way, Chuya, are you good at chatting up people?"

"Are you kidding? Do you think my title of Gem King is the result of my subordinates negotiating with customers?"

"Pfft, you just said not to call you that."

"China is also shrinking back. After all, most of them only contact people in the inner world. Even if they open a channel to smuggle gems, they will only use violence as a deterrent." The public relations officer casually used aggressive methods. What he said did not match the facts. , it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, as long as his original intention is achieved, “Well, I can’t blame Chuya, because Chuya is just a child, just graduated from sheep, and it’s too immature to step into the dirty social circle of adults .”

Zhong Yuan also had a hashtag above his head, "Do you all have to speak in such a weird way?"

In fact, during the year of joining the Banner Club, Zhongyuan Zhong also often felt uncomfortable. Of course, mafias are not synonymous with friendly relations, especially Zhongye is also the leader of the former hostile organization [Sheep] in the port mafia. No matter what class people in the village talk about him, the ones who dare to ridicule are the guys from Qihui.

A bunch of nasty guys who must stick to him.

"Unless Zhong also proves himself." The public relations officer looked at him with a smile, and the mole under his eyes added a lot of charm to his face.

The laughter of his colleagues made Nakahara Zhongya grip his wine glass tightly. He was said more than once to be like a dynamite keg that explodes at one point. Sister Hongye also clearly reminded him that he is a bit impatient and irritable, but Nakahara Zhongya is not so easy at the moment. Correct it.

He stood up with a bang, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm going! Really, it's really troublesome."

He approached the young man at the corner of the bar step by step, took two glasses of expensive wine with familiarity, and walked to the young man like a veteran who has been in nightclubs for many years.

"Alone? Would you like a drink?"

The accent must be calm, the voice must be magnetic, and it must be mature no matter where you look at it.

The young man who was accosted turned his head, and——

She looked at him almost dumbfounded.

Maybe he wasn't surprised to this extent, but the slightly widened eyes and unconsciously parted lips all proved the young man's panic at this time.

What's the matter, do I look weird?

Although Zhongyuan Zhongya doubted himself, he still looked straight at the young man without losing his momentum.

The young man turned to smile, "Okay."

The voice is a bit clear, but the tone is very gentle.

Zhongya Nakahara sat next to him in a complicated mood, and then gave an OK gesture to the fool bird and the public relations officer who had been watching this side behind him.

Who knew, the young man suddenly lowered his head and laughed muffled.

His laughter is also very gentle, not crazy, suppressed, or mocking, as if something happened to make him happy.

He laughed so that his shoulders shrugged slightly, Zhong Yuanzhong was also puzzled, and was thinking about what to say, the young man waved his hands and spoke first, "Sorry, forgive my rudeness, I was just too surprised."

surprise?Surprise free whoring wine?

The young man supported his cheeks and said with a smile, "My name is Yazhi."

"Masaharu?" Isn't it too fast to introduce himself suddenly?

"Yes, Masaharu. It's a good name..."

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also chatted with him dryly.

He replaced Masaharu's perspective, what does he think he looks like?A stranger approached with evil intentions.

Nakahara Chuya saw that Masaharu took the wine, but he just took a symbolic sip. He looked at Zhongya with an apologetic face, his eyes still wandering about the wine glass in his hand.

"Because of work, I can't drink too much, sorry, but you..." Yazhi stared at him hesitantly, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say, "Forget it, it's nothing, as long as you like it."

ha?nice! You love it?

Zhong Yuanzhong also tried to understand his brain circuit, but suddenly froze.

...This guy, don't think of him as a rebellious kid who sneaked out of the house to drink!

Reciprocating, Masaharu opened his m package, "Do you want to eat it? It's newly made. If you don't get rid of it now, you will miss the most delicious period of food. It's a pity."

Zhongyuan, who has suffered from starvation, actually cherishes food very much, but he was forced to learn extravagance during the year he joined the port mafia. Can it be said that he was forced?It didn't seem that miserable, he just had to make himself appear more generous and careless about details.

"High alcohol can hurt your stomach, do you want a set meal for kids B?"

"That's what you bought for your family."

"Well, I bought it for my brother, but he can only eat one portion."

"Ok?"

"Because the other two are mine."

Oh, how childlike it is for an adult to buy two children's B packages to satisfy his hunger.

Zhongyuan Zhong also slandered expressionlessly.

In order to be closer and easier to be trusted, of course he shouldn't refuse, but it's fine if he eats it, what if it's poisonous?

Masaharu didn't care whether he ate or not, he picked up the hamburger which was too small compared to him.

"I've been hungry all day, and I haven't had time for breakfast or lunch."

After the real conversation, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that the other party's desire to chat was extremely urgent.

Like an intimate emotional trash can, he asked, "Oh? Why? If you don't eat, your body will collapse, no wonder I see your face is not good."

"Because I was very busy with work, and something happy happened to me today, so I forgot to eat."

Work, sure enough, this man is a doctor.

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed a few times in a vacant voice, "Do you even forget to eat?"

"If something important happens, it will indeed be forgotten."

Yazhi said seriously.

He turned his head, his eyes were very serious, and he lowered his voice as if sharing a secret, "My brother and I who have been separated for several years are reunited. We haven't seen each other for a long time. This surprise has blown my mind. Do you know how hard it took me to stop my unworthy tears from falling? I was afraid that I would choke up when I made a sound, which is definitely a big social failure scene for adults."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a breath.

The other party just came closer, as if he didn't know what vigilance and distance are, and the content he told was extremely private, and his expression was so frank and straightforward that he seemed to be talking to a loyal friend.

Brother reunion?That was really exciting.

But he has no brothers, so far he still can't find out his own life experience, and naturally he can't find that family member who doesn't know if he is still there or not.

"But I'm kind of lost because my brother doesn't remember me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes wide, "Has he forgotten you?"

This kind of drama always attracts people's unconscious attention, especially for Zhongya Zhong who is in a state of anxiety and confusion.

"Oh, I forgot."

"It does happen if you're separated from a very young age."

"So I was very sad... Then I went to the bar to get drunk."

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at Masaharu. When the young man said these words, he didn't show any expression of heartache. His eyes were obviously filled with joy. Obviously, even if his brother didn't recognize him, he was very satisfied.

And coming to the bar to get drunk... Even if it's a joke, it's too perfunctory, he came here to drink milk!

"Chuya, your expression shows that you don't believe it at all."

When he was so single-minded, Zhong Yuanzhong also heard Masaharu say teasingly.

Zhong Yuanzhong was nervous for no reason, "How is it possible, you read it wrong, I didn't react at all just now."

"You look away."

"Are you going to keep staring at you?"

"It's okay to keep staring at me."

"Alas……"

Is it a narcissist?

Nakahara also glanced at Masaharu.

The other party seemed to be in a good mood, with a slight curvature on his lips that he might not even be aware of.

His micro-expressions are well controlled, and people can't help but be attracted to him. Zhongyuan Zhong also guessed that the other party should have a good family background and good cultivation.

It is said that white reflects light, this sentence is not false at all.

"That brother of yours..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also mobilized the communication skills he had learned, and then found that most of them couldn't be used by the young man in front of him. He simply followed his instinct and talked to the other party about things he cared about.

"How did you two get separated...how did you meet again?" Almost scarred!

Yazhi bent his eyes, "Do you want to hear a story?"

Then he continued to sigh, "I think so, we are strangers who are lonely in the middle of the night looking for comfort and get in touch. Looking forward to people who will never meet again in the future, digging deep into the unbearable past buried in the bottom of my heart is a rare way to relieve. "

Hey, hey, is this guy drunk? What is he doing in literature and art?

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard that he had a toothache, and drank with a sad face, without refuting.

"I'll listen to what you want to say." Anyway, it's not a loss.

Zhong Yuan glanced at the public relations officer secretly, and the two colleagues noticed that he was doing well, and gave him a thumbs up while drinking.

It's totally a joke to see him.

Yazhi wiped his hands with a wet towel, "Let me think about it...Actually, I don't know where to start, because this story is too long."

"I have enough time."

"My time...should be enough." Masaharu gave him a serious look, which made Zhong Yuan's scalp numb. "I'm a child who was picked up." Yazhi said without any warning.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"The family that adopted me are villains, murderers."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also suddenly speechless.

Isn't this development a little too...?

"They have no empathy, they are shady species, and they took me in just on a whim, just playing a game to satisfy their selfish desires." Yazhi, who was caught up in delicate memories, seemed a little indifferent, "I'm still a little proud, Because I became the glue of that false family."

Ok?

Nakahara Chuya, who was a little shocked by the background of this story, turned his eyes, his cobalt blue eyes were extraordinarily bright even in a dim environment.

Masaharu turned around, bent his back unceremoniously, and supported the seat with his hands. This posture was naughty and childish. Masaharu smiled at him, "I taught my family to 'love'."

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes slightly.

In fact, the Japanese hardly know how to say love. They are so reserved that they only dare to replace love with liking, and they don’t even talk about love among family members.

Also, learning to "love" is a weird term.

"Monsters who have learned to 'love' are still monsters, but that's external. They gave me the softest side, but I don't feel ashamed, terrified, and unworthy, because feelings are mutual. , I will always believe that I love them more than they imagined."

It's over, this person is starting to confess his feelings, is he on top?

Zhongyuan Zhong also listened dully to his words as if he was drunk, and found that he couldn't get in his mouth.

Do you agree, admire, or make some humorous jokes?

Wait, what is he doing here?

"Then one day, the wicked were punished. They wanted to pick me up and let me go to the bright side, but in my opinion, this was undoubtedly abandoning me. I made a big fuss and wanted to Bear the guilt with them."

By the way, he is here to collect information, because this guy is very suspicious, and by the way, he will show his communication skills to the fool bird and the public relations officer.

Yazhi put his hand on his shoulder, and Zhongyuan Zhong also froze, "Then, we will meet again, who have redeemed our sins! It's just that he obviously doesn't remember anything, so that's good, you don't have to be troubled by painful memories, he To be able to happily have what you have longed for before.”

Zhong Yuanzhong also listened silently.

...is a gentle guy.

If he didn't lie.

This emotional view easily resonated with Zhongye Zhongyuan.

Nakahara Chuya realized belatedly...

"Are you sad?"

"Do I look sad?"

"Normal people will be sad if they are forgotten."

Yaji was taken aback.

"And you omitted a lot of content in the middle. I can't hear it, but I can roughly understand what you want to express."

"I'm serious."

"I know."

Masaharu was silent for a while, then laughed again, "Chuya, you are like a master of emotions."

"Don't make fun of me, how much do you know about me?"

"Well... who knows."

The young man turned around, looking down at the cold fried potatoes in a daze,

Zhong Yuanzhong also took the opportunity to ask, "Where are you from?"

"From m."

"Of course I know that you bought the m note for your younger brother, shouldn't you send it to him immediately? Why, was it rejected?" Zhongyuan Zhong also tried to sound relaxed.

"That's not true. Do you want to know why I appear here?" Yazhi stretched out a hand and said solemnly, "To tell you the truth, I have crossed time!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Masaharu: "I suspect that my superpower friend has leaked superpowers like bedwetting! He should have put on the suppressor earlier, otherwise the world will be destroyed!"

Nakahara Chuya: "..." This guy must be drunk!

Yazhi continued happily, "But I want to thank him, because of him, I saw my old friend again, and it's rare to hear her silly thoughts again. Now I am so happy that I want to fly to the clouds."

Nakahara Chuya: "...I feel like you are in the same state as Dazai who ate poisonous mushrooms." He said this in a very low voice, Masaharu couldn't hear clearly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head away, caressing the back of his neck casually, Masaharu's gaze did not know where it fell in the air, he paused for a long time, Zhong didn't notice anything unusual.

Speaking of which, his hairdo is pretty good.

Well, mine is not bad!

Central Plains also secretly affirmed.

"But Chuya, that's all you want to ask me?"

"what?"

"Your friends have been watching me for a long time, do you like me very much?"

"What, what..." Zhong Yuanzhong also realized that he had been exposed. He turned his head, and the public relations officer was facing them with a delicate side face, pretending very well, "They are not my friends."

"Isn't it?"

"No." Zhong Yuan Zhong also said, "Look at that man with the mole in the corner of his eye, he is the star of the fire, what can he have to do with me."

"Hmm... She looks really good-looking, like a spotlight in the crowd, and she is indeed a well-known actor at home and abroad, but when a big star comes to this small bar at night, she must not be idle to visit shops or film a movie." Yazhi obviously didn't care about him. Interested, he said very sincerely, "Chuya, are you an undebuted trainee?"

"what?"

"Staying with celebrities, guessing this profession is not too much."

Central Plains did not speak.

"Are you colleagues?"

"That's it."

Just colleagues.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought casually.

There is no trust between them, and they have never really walked into each other's hearts, they just work together.

It's just that there is no place to go in the Central Plains, and I found a safe haven for myself temporarily.

Yaji looked at him seriously.

Then he took out another set meal for children B, "Are you sure you don't want to eat it, I didn't poison you."

Zhong also waved his hand casually, "I don't really like eating mji."

I didn't eat it when I was a child, but I tried it once and found that it was not so delicious. I suddenly didn't understand why children like it so much.

Masaharu seemed at a loss for a moment, "You don't like it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled, "This is still a children's set meal, and one serving is not enough to fit between the teeth. You have been hungry all day, you have worked so hard, and it is rare to have a rest time, so you don't have to take care of me."

Masaharu shrank his fingertips, struggling for a while.

Then he abruptly stretched out his hand to hold Chuya's hand, Chuya was so frightened that he almost pushed him into the ground.

"I'm so touched now, I can't help myself." Yazhi said affectionately,

"Ah, ah?"

"Why don't you be my younger brother, Chuya!"

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "??!"