Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

On the surface, the profession of a hero seems to have a lot of scenery, but in fact it is a very hard profession. Whether it is a cold winter or a scorching summer, it must be on standby at any time. Even if there is no dangerous accident around, the hero needs to be ready Patrol around the area you are in charge of.

The weather has become hotter and hotter recently, and the cicadas on the treetops are screaming tirelessly. The hoarse and noisy calls make the few heroes who can't lift their spirits even more annoying.

Shangming looked at the scorching sun above his head, and raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face. The blond hair that usually looked flamboyant was drooping on both sides like withered grass in the field at the moment.

"I think in this kind of horrible weather, the enemies are all comfortably at home blowing on the air conditioner, and we are the worst. We don't even have a high temperature subsidy in such a hot day."

Sero poured a sip of ice water into his mouth, barely relieving the unbearable hot feeling on his body, "Just hold on for a while, and it will be fine when someone comes to take over our shift."

Kaminari, Sero, and Mineta opened a firm together after graduation. Unlike most heroes who choose to work alone, they formed a combination. In last year's hero ranking, their hero combination was still Got a pretty good ranking.

"By the way, Mineta, you have been silent since the beginning, so it must be heatstroke."

Shangming looked at his other partner with some concern. Usually he would have complained aloud at this time, but today he was unusually quiet.

"Shh, don't bother me, I'm cooling myself down."

Mineta's gaze has been gazing back and forth at the coolly dressed girl on the street, completely opposite to the two sleepy companions beside him, he looks quite energetic at the moment, not at all as lazy as he usually is at work.

"Are you sure you're not heating yourself up?"

Sero looked at his face that was completely flushed from overexcitement, and complained a little speechlessly.

"It's said that when someone comes to take over, let's go to the bar and have a drink. It can be regarded as a high temperature subsidy for ourselves."

Shangming suggested enthusiastically.

Sero nodded in agreement with his proposal "That's a good idea, I know there's a good bar nearby..."

"How about the X-breast bar?!"

"Mineta, please restrain yourself."

……

"Speaking of which, I remember that the area in charge of Tomo is near here. Sero, why don't you call him over? The guy didn't come over at the class reunion last time. This time, he will definitely be forced to walk. road."

Shang Ming smiled with a malicious look on his face.

"I don't think he necessarily has the time."

Sero took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Hong, saying casually.

"why?"

Shangming was puzzled.

He remembered that after graduating, he didn't open his own firm, nor did he join someone else's firm. He had always been alone, so he had more time and more time than those who opened firms. In order to be free, generally speaking, there should be no time.

"Well, see for yourself."

Sero handed the mobile phone to Shang Ming, and a message that Hong just replied was displayed on the screen of the mobile phone.

[Sorry, I don't have time tonight. 】

"He still has a snail girl waiting for him at home, how can he have time to go to the bar for a drink with the rest of us."

……

When we went back, it was almost dark, and the setting sun that had already descended below the sea level was still stubbornly exuding the last bit of afterglow. On the dark blue sky, there were faintly a few stars flickering.

As an international metropolis, Tokyo is even more lively at night than during the day. After a busy day, office workers go to izakaya in groups to have a few drinks and relax their tense nerves after work. Wearing clothes can be seen everywhere. The well-dressed young women were happily discussing the plot of the TV series they watched yesterday, arm in arm.

He walked away very quickly, just one second before someone recognized his identity, and before he had time to step forward to ask for an autograph, the next second he disappeared from that person's sight.

Although he looks a bit inaccessible, he doesn't really reject people from thousands of miles away. When fans ask him for an autograph, he will not be stingy with the short few seconds.

But not today, he has to rush home today.

It should be said that it will not work in the future.

This situation lasted for nearly a week. Before that, the house was just a place for him to rest temporarily, and he couldn't even give it the definition of "home".

Although he doesn't like his father, he has to admit that the place where he lived for more than ten years can be regarded as his home. Although he has moved out now, he still returns to that place to visit from time to time. His mother and brothers and sisters.

But it's a little different now, the place that he has always regarded as a temporary resting place seems to be a little different after that day, he has never been so eager to get back there as soon as now, he didn't even notice where he was going A step out of the heart of joy will add a point.

He is waiting for me.

The young professional hero quickened his pace while thinking this way.

I don't know why, but Hong has always disliked the word "waiting". To be precise, it should be a resistance.

Those who are familiar with him know that he is a person with a great sense of time, and he will arrive on time within the agreed time. He doesn't like to wait for others, and he doesn't like to make others wait for him. Over time, the people around him have figured out his temperament, and when they ask him out, they will strictly control the time to go out.

Hong vaguely remembered that he didn't seem to have this habit when he was a child, and he didn't know when this habit was formed, as if one day suddenly, he didn't like to wait anymore.

It’s more convenient to move out from home to do tasks. Another point is that he doesn’t want his mother and sister to wait for him to come back for dinner at night. Sometimes he will come back very late after receiving an urgent task, and he may even stay up all night. If he doesn't return, his mother and sister will wait for him at home, worrying whether he will be injured.

He didn't want to see his mother and sister worried, and he didn't want them to wait for him to eat, so he found a reason to move out of the house. It's been better for a while.

But now, he seemed to suddenly not be very resistant to the word "waiting", and even when he realized that someone in that house was waiting for him to go back, he would feel a little happy.

He didn't know whether this emotion was temporary or permanent, but he had a vague idea that his emotion was probably only for that person.

When Hong walked into the yard, he found that there was something wrong. His yard was actually just a decoration. He didn't know how to take care of it, and he didn't bother to take care of it. Over time, the money yard became bare under his carelessness. , looked particularly bleak.

His sister came here once before and complained that it was like a barren land. She bought him a lot of plant seeds and seedlings and planted them in the yard that day, but because he didn't have time to take care of them, the seeds He Yangmiao died in his infancy in the end, completely assimilating with this barren yard.

But today, he found a row of plants in the corner of the yard. Although he couldn't see it clearly because of the darkness, he still noticed this unusual place in his yard.

It doesn't look strange on the outside, it's just a very common flower. The flowers blooming on the branches should be Rosaceae flowers. The vitality of this kind of flowers has always been tenacious, and they can grow vigorously even if no one takes care of them.

But this is a bit too strong...

He clearly remembered that there were no such plants here when he left in the morning...

Hong frowned slightly, and a flame appeared in the palm of his left hand.

"That's what I planted."

Just when he was about to "destroy flowers with hot hands", another voice came from behind him.

The flame in his hand went out instantly, he turned his head and looked at the person standing behind him, even though the distance between them was three meters away, he still smelled a faint scent of lemon mint from him.

Hong likes this smell, even though he has used this scented shampoo and shower gel every day for the past ten years, but he found that he prefers the lemon mint smell on the person opposite.

This was a somewhat bad discovery, but immediately, he found an even more bad thought in his heart.

I want to hold him in my arms, bury him between his necks, and completely catch his breath...