Thunderstorms in summer come and go quickly, and the layers of black clouds disperse without knowing when, and the sky above the head regains its clearness again.

There is a smell of mud mixed with green grass in the air, and there are shallow puddles one after another on the uneven road, and one may be caught if one is not careful.

This is the third time that Qiuren has stepped into a puddle. The pure white sneakers on his feet are now covered with specks of mud, and his clean trousers are also stained with a lot of mud.

He was thinking about something, probably too preoccupied with his thoughts, and had no time to care about the road under his feet.

He was wondering why the young man suddenly changed his mind. Although he didn't say it clearly, Qiu Ren could feel that when he first asked Jiao Dong to take him in, the other party refused.

Judging from the current situation, it is normal for him to refuse. After all, as long as he is a normal person, he will not be willing to bring a stranger back to his home.

Did he remember what happened to him?

Qiu Ren quickly rejected this possibility, he couldn't see any trace of intimacy in the youth's eyes.

Qiuren now probably understands the young man's mood at that time. The person he used to spend day and night is clearly in front of him, but he no longer remembers your existence. Waited for eight years.

I will wait.

Qiuren sighed inwardly.

His company probably doesn't mean anything to today's youth, but even so, he still wants to stay by his side.

This is what he promised the boy and what he owes him.

After becoming a professional hero, Hong moved out of his home to live alone. He doesn't like places that are too lively, but because he usually has to go out on missions, he didn't live in the suburbs, so he found a place in the city center. Lived in a relatively quiet place.

The house is an old-fashioned two-storey residential house. It looks a bit old from the outside. It is estimated to be a few years old. It is particularly prominent among the towering elevator rooms around it.

This house also has a separate yard. It is not very old, but in a place like Tokyo where every inch of land is expensive, it is already a rare thing to have a house with a yard.

However, there are no fancy flowers and plants planted in the yard, and there are no vegetables and fruit trees full of life. The small yard is bare, only a few tenacious weeds sprouting in the corners, which can be seen from the house. The owner doesn't care about this kind of thing, it should be said that he doesn't have much time to take care of it.

Qiu Ren followed behind Hong, looking at the surrounding environment without a trace. When he saw the bare courtyard, his eyes froze for a moment. If the person in front hadn't opened the gate with a key, he would have thought he was Wrong place.

"come in."

Hong stood still at the entrance, took out two pairs of light gray home shoes from the shoe rack beside him, and handed one of them to Qiu Ren behind him.

Qiu Ren bent over to change shoes while looking at the shoe rack next to him. Except for a few spare pairs of home shoes and a pair of leather shoes that hadn't been worn much and looked brand new, there were only a few pairs of the same size on the shoe rack. Sneakers, these are all the same brand, and the styles are similar.

It can be seen that these shoes belonged to one person, and he really lived a life alone.

But speaking of it, Qiuren found that he seemed to have overlooked a problem. Jiao Dong is now 26. Although he was unmarried when he searched his profile earlier, he has a girlfriend and fiancee at his age. It's really normal, and judging from his popularity, there must be many outstanding women who have admiration for him.

Originally, Qiuren planned to find a reason to stay here for a long time, which was more in line with the companionship he had promised, but if Hong already had someone he was dating, then he probably had to redefine the definition of companionship.

"Frozen."

Qiu Ren called to stop the young man who was walking in front of him, and asked tentatively.

"Do you have someone you're dating right now?"

"?"

When he called his name, Hong turned his head and looked at him. When he heard this question, a certain professional hero was stunned for a moment, with a blank look on his face, then he shook his head, as a question to Qiu Ren. answer this question in the negative.

"That's good."

Qiuren breathed a sigh of relief.

boom:? ? ?

This old-fashioned residential building was originally designed in the style of a western-style garden house, but he lived in a Japanese-style room and renovated the upper and lower floors of the house on the first day he moved in. However, he Only the decoration on the inside was changed, but the western-style structure was still maintained on the outside.

The area of ​​the house is not too big, but it is not too small. The first floor is the living room, kitchen, bathroom and master bedroom, and the second floor is two secondary bedrooms and a utility room.Apart from some simple furniture, there is nothing else in the house. There is only a tea table with a size of two square meters in the living room. This can be regarded as the only somewhat popular item in this room.

The kitchen was clean and tidy, and all the kitchen utensils were well hung on the wall. Qiuren even saw that the plastic seal on a certain kitchen knife hadn't been removed. It could be seen that the owner of this house didn't usually use it very much.

This house exudes a kind of deserted atmosphere, just like the bare yard outside, it can't be seen that it is a place where people live.

"Why did you suddenly decide to take me in?"

After much deliberation, Qiu Ren decided to ask the person directly what he thought.

He poured a glass of water and handed it to him, then sat down opposite him.

"Because you let me take you in."

His voice is not much different from ten years ago, but it sounds a little deeper, and the tone of his speech still gives people a sense of calm and calm.

And his answer is still so confusing.

A rare look of confusion appeared on Qiu Ren's face, "You mean you took me in because I asked you to take me in?"

The young man nodded.

"Out of heroic duty?"

"No."

Hong shook his head, rejecting Qiu Ren's guess.

"Of my own will."

He turned his head to look at Qiu Ren behind him, there was still no expression fluctuation on that outstanding face, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the position of his heart.

"There has always been a voice here, asking me to agree to all your requests."

For the young man's frank words, Qiu Ren was stunned for a moment, and then he understood the meaning of his words.

After all, he has had this experience before.

During the time when he forgot the existence of the boy, even though he had no memory of the boy in his mind, his heart kept clamoring for him to get close to that boy.

Even if there is no memory of the past, the experience of being together day and night in the past quietly left an indelible mark deep in my heart. Even if the brain no longer remembers it, the heart still retains every bit of that time.

"You don't suspect that this is caused by my personality? Maybe I want to harm you?"

Personalities that can interfere with a person's spirit are relatively rare among all types of personalities, but they are not without it, Qiu Ren looked at the young man opposite and asked casually.

"you will not."

The young man responded lightly.

"Why so sure?"

"intuition."

Qiu Ren raised his eyebrows, "Are you judging things by intuition now?"

The young man opposite thought for a moment, then nodded.

"About you, I trust my intuition more than what I see with my eyes."

Qiu Ren smiled after hearing this answer, then he stood up and opened his hands towards the young man opposite.

"Then you can ask your intuition, can I hug you now?"

boom:……

"can."

After a few seconds, the person opposite slowly stood up and nodded slightly towards him.

There was always a faint smile on the corner of Qiu Ren's mouth, he looked at the young man's not-so-enthusiastic face, and slowly put his hands around his shoulders.

Compared with the 16-year-old Hong Jiaodong, the 26-year-old Hong Jiaodong has a stronger body and wider shoulders. Although it is not as exaggerated as the original All Might, it is still considered A body that feels very secure.

For Qiuren, this is not a long-lost hug, after all, just a few days ago, he had just hugged a young boy named Hong.In the eyes of Qiuren, Hong Jiaodong is Hong Jiaodong. Whether he is eight years old, 16 years old, or 26 years old, they are all the same in his eyes. Except for a slight change in height and shape, he is his In my memory, the cute boy who looks silent but has a natural nature.

But for another person, this hug looks a little different.

Hong doesn't like to have too much physical contact with others. Except for his mother who was the only one who could give him salvation and comfort when he was a child, he almost never had close contact with others. When he grew up, he tried to avoid contact with others. He has too much contact with others. Even after he untie his knots, he has never discussed topics of interest with his classmates like ordinary high school students. He has always maintained a certain degree of relationship with others Distance, this is a wordless habit he has formed for a long time.

But at this moment, he is hugging a person who has just met today, and he can't even be regarded as an acquaintance. The other party's hands are tightly wrapped around his shoulders, but this intimate posture does not make him feel uncomfortable. Disgust or discomfort, his heart is even jumping with joy for this hug at the moment.

at last……

at last……

This time, never again...

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