Chapter 514: Those Two Years of Separation

(Chapter 512, wait a little longer. I went out to eat with my family today.)
The cold wind was blowing on the streets, and pedestrians were wrapped in coats and scarves, walking with their heads down.

The cold wind howled in the cold night.

The silver Aston Martin V8 Vantage has no pillion seat, so the man rides the vehicle (motorcycle) very quickly, trying to maintain a conversation with the person sitting comfortably inside.

As the New Year approaches, the voices of people talking around me seem much lighter.

Zhuo looked up at the sky.

"New Year is coming soon."

"Zhuojun, please look ahead when driving. Do you want to evade the loan in this way? Or do you want to meet a beautiful girl in this way?"

"what?"

"Mrs. Utsunomiya and Mrs. Utsunomiya will be angry~"

Fengjian Liuli reminded softly.

Because the sound reaching my ears was a very soft and gentle laugh, it was not wrong for Zhuo to interpret it as a soft voice. But is it really reasonable that a motorcycle and a sports car traveling side by side can communicate through the air and such sound can be clearly transmitted to my ears?
Zhuo was silent for a while, then looked at the road seriously and asked.

"Forget about the loan, why are there two Mrs. Utsunomiya?"

"What do you think?"

After listening to Feng Jian Liuli's voice, he suddenly smiled as if he had thought of something. When Zhuo turned his head to look at him, he could only see him smiling as usual, whistling, and looking like he was just riding a bike.

Zhuo sighed, thinking it was just a prank by this guy, and looked forward again.

red light.

Start to slow down and then stop at the intersection.

A second later, Fengjian Liuli's profile appeared on the left, and Zhuo turned to look at him.

Her long, jet-black hair danced wildly in the wind before slowly falling down. The belt tied around her waist was dark red, and the collar of her formal suit was blown open a little, exposing part of her chest below her collarbone.

Ah, mixed-bloods are probably very resistant to cold, not to mention that this guy is the most evil ghost above the 'Emperor' - Zhuo thought so in his heart, trying to alleviate some of his guilt.

"Um...sorry."

"Zhuo Jun always cares about these unnecessary things. If you really want to apologize, why not let me sit in the car?"

"That won't work."

"Zhuo Jun..."

"Honestly… it's a bit gross. Please don't do this. Please."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Although this car was the second car that the Utsunomiya family bought with a loan, compared to the first car which was just for convenience, the Aston Martin V8 Vantage could be said to be the most valuable car the Utsunomiya family had. After hesitating for a long time, he finally signed the contract under Zero's approval, and from then on, he had to bear the loan for ten years.

Even so, the Utsunomiya family, who had been running a hardworking cafe for three years, could only afford this V8 Vantage, the cheapest model in the Aston Martin series. Considering the DBS-007 that Zero had discarded as a tool in the past, the difference is really unacceptable to most people.

Thanks to Ling's wholehearted dedication, he was able to make up his mind to buy this car. In this case, protecting the other side of Ling is naturally one of the insignificant things he can do. This is not only Zhuo's self-touching, but also takes into account Ling's own cleanliness problem. Even after so long, she still maintains the habit of not wanting to touch things that others have touched - although Zhuo, as the beneficiary, has never thought of asking her to correct it, which is also an important factor.

Perhaps thinking of these things, Fengjian Liuli did not insist on not being able to sit in the car and could only ride the motorcycle side by side against the wind. He also brought up a topic that made fun of himself to ease the atmosphere. After Zhuo continued to tease him about the topic, he could also laugh out loud.

As a friend, Ruri Kazama did a really good job.

"How are you doing over there?"

"As you expected, everything is fine. Longma is much more capable than me in this area. The king will be very relieved to have her run the Paradise Pavilion."

"..."

"Zhuo Jun still can't stand this? Sorry, there's nothing I can do. Although I am the Dragon King of the Ghost Clan, as I said before, the real boss among the Ghost Clan is always the King General, and he has been planning this for a long time. Although I don't understand the purpose, he is not the kind of person who will listen to other people's ideas. Even if I object or demolish that place, he will quickly build a new Paradise Pavilion in another place."

"No, I am really uncomfortable about this. It's probably because I hate the rich. We work so hard, but some people can realize their wishes just by walking on the road. Let's not talk about this - you and Ms. Sakurai are very familiar with each other, or she always followed you before. Why is it that calling her "Ryoma" now makes people feel distant? You are not -"

Zhuo was about to say something.

Suddenly, a beautiful figure appeared at the opposite intersection.

A tuft of the other person's long dark black hair hung down and swayed slightly.

Yamamoto Yurina was chatting with her schoolmates, and her hands were clasped together, just like in high school, she looked like a young lady. She must have reconciled with Uncle Okagi. Although she didn't show her true personality, she looked much more relaxed, and didn't notice Utsunomiya and the other person on the other side of the road.

It seems like she's having a good life lately.

"By the way, today is Christmas."

Fengjian Liuli's voice brought Zhuo's attention back to reality. Zhuo turned his head and saw him with a mischievous smile.

Hey, hey, your way of changing the subject is even more awkward than Zero's. At least Zero knew to turn his head away and pretend that "nothing happened", but you just skipped it and pretended you didn't hear it, right?

"Are you planning to spend the evening with Uesugi Eri or Ms. Romanov?"

"Please, don't evolve in a weird direction, Jing-kun."

"Uesugi Erie?"

"I said……"

"Or... me."

"..."

"It's not impossible. Help the lonely Zhuojun spend a pleasant night or something~"

"..."

The street lights come on.

Zhuo slowly stepped on the accelerator, increasing the speed of the silver sports car and quickly distanced himself from Fengjian Liuli.

Yurina, who was on the other side of the river, had just crossed the zebra crossing and was smiling subtly while being surrounded by her classmates.

The vehicle did not stop. If it had stopped, it would have been ticketed. Anyway, Zhuo simply greeted Yurina. It was not known whether she did not see clearly or for some other reason, but she was stunned for a moment before she reacted. Then she jumped towards him on the spot with one arm waving.

Zhuo withdrew his gaze and drove further away.

There was no sign of Ruri Kazama catching up in the rearview mirror, so it looked like this was the end of my journey with him for the day.

Should I say that he is very good at observing other people's moods, or that his information is very reliable? Zhuo felt complicated but also relieved.

Entering the downtown area of ​​Akihabara, every car was driving slowly to avoid hitting passers-by - it had nothing to do with the fact that if they drove slowly, cute girls would come up to them. They must have thought so.

Zhuo sped up slightly to catch up with a pink convertible sports car that was moving at a snail's pace not far away.

He closed the distance easily, looked at the two beauties in the car weakly, cleared his throat, and then said: "Merry Christmas Eve, Merry Christmas, and I wish you a happy new year in advance, and that was it."

Jiude Mai, who was on the right side of the pink Ferrari, looked at Zhuo calmly and threw him an apple with a bite taken out of it.

Su Enxi turned around and extended her hand to greet Zhuo.

"Hello~ Are you two crazy? You don't even put up the convertible top in such a cold day."

"How can others see the people in the car with the top down?"

"With the hood pulled up, how can anyone tell it's a convertible?"

However, after Zhuo took the apple, they both spoke in unison and calmly, then unexpectedly looked at each other and high-fived each other.

Su Enxi glanced at this scene, turned her mouth away and muttered, "...you're sick." Then she drove away quickly in the pink Ferrari.

I could see the red taillights of the car going farther and farther away.

Zhuo did not chase the pink convertible, but continued to drive at a snail's pace.

At the same time, a black shadow loomed.

The front of the vehicle shook, giving off a "complaint" as if it had been hit hard, and the silver shell that Zhuo particularly loved was naturally deformed.

A dozen birds preening their feathers on the rooftops of the street were startled and flew away. At the bottom of the sound was a pair of white high-heeled boots, and above that was white and smooth legs and skin, and above that...

"If you look up again, I'll poke your eyes out."

Jiude Mai, who was standing on the hood of the Aston Martin, said expressionlessly.

"I said……"

"I'll help you fix your car."

"Nothing at all."

Jiude Mai stood in front of the sports car, the breeze gently lifted her white skirt, and it floated towards the windshield. Her hands were placed on the red scarf wrapped around her neck, and her dark eyes looked forward at a place that Zhuo could not see.

Even if you poke me blind, you can't poke everyone blind. I might be exposed if I speed up. Is this considered as adapting to local customs, wearing a long skirt that exposes legs in the cold winter? Zhuo tried his best to control his sight on the road, but he could still feel the gazes of passers-by on both sides.

Although being able to carry such a beauty is a thing that attracts attention, such behavior always makes Zhuo want to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. If possible, I really hope she won't do this.

It was not surprising for Zhuo to meet Su Enxi and Jiude Mai. In fact, two days ago, Ling received a text message from them saying, "I'm going back to Neon. Do you want to spend Christmas together?" After Ling told him, they both agreed to the invitation. Judging from the current situation, the place to "spend Christmas together" should be Zhuo's store instead of the Kuroishi Residence.

Christmas~~
Speaking of Christmas, the more important thing about this day is the birthdays of Ling and Uesugi Erie. At least that's what Zhuo thinks.

"Handsome boy."

When Zhuo's thoughts became more and more divergent, Jiude Mai suddenly said.

"Well, I'm here."

(It’s been a long time since I heard that name.)
"Has this month's revenue been settled?"

"No, no."

The topic was a bit incoherent and made Zhuo confused.

It's natural to think this way. After all, we haven't seen each other for two years.

While he was busy running around for a few pieces of silver, they were facing the world's most dangerous challenges all over the world.

From the recovery of the Seven Deadly Sins in Norton's Dragon Palace under the water of the Three Gorges, to the collective auction of the Century's hybrids, to the Battle of Nibelungen in Beiping No. 0... and so on, when he didn't know, they had already walked far ahead and saw a new world in the wind and rain or the sinister nature of human beings.

"What are you thinking?"

"Um, no."

Zhuo felt Jiude Mai's gaze turning back, but it was only for a moment. When he looked up, he saw that Jiude Mai had already looked away.

The film sounded.

"Please ask her if she has approved my Champagne Krug Clos d'Ambonnay."

"Uh……"

"how?"

"Sorry, that... I'm not good at English."

"…Kuk Anbangne."

"Okay, thank you."

"..."

Cook Anbang. Although I don't know what it is, Ling will definitely know it. Thinking of this, Zhuo used the car phone to try to contact her.

The call was connected as soon as it was dialed, as if the person on the other end of the line had been holding the phone and waiting. At this time, Zhuo felt the gaze from above again, but Zhuo, who was driving while connecting the phone, had no way to confirm it.

"Zero said you just go over there."

"Where's the champagne?"

(So ​​Krug Ambani is the name of champagne? Hmm, it sounds like a very expensive name. After all, I have never heard of it before, and it was named by this girl who spends money like water.)
"pain!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhuo relayed Ling's original words to Jude Mai. Based on Zhuo's understanding of Ling, this kind of answer without a direct answer, or more accurately, a way of answering without an answer, means the answer is no. Because he is not good at, or does not like lying and beating around the bush, he simply refuses to answer. This is Ling's style.

Jiude Mai, who I have been with for many years, probably also understands this, but why did she hit me?

Zhuo covered his forehead with one hand, which didn't actually hurt much, and expressed his dissatisfaction with his eyes while controlling the car to not run away.

"It sounds like you're thinking of something very disrespectful."

"But I haven't asked yet."

"Oh, then you ask."

"for--"

"It sounds like you're thinking of something very disrespectful."

"..."

(But I haven’t asked yet.) Zhuo, who was frustrated again, did not repeat this sentence. He could only express his resentment with his eyes once again.

Although he was teased, Zhuo didn't feel angry. Or rather, because of these pranks, he felt that the alienation between him and Jiude Mai, which had been caused by not seeing each other for two years, had faded a little. Was this also a manifestation of the other party's gentleness?
Then again, Zhuo didn't remember that the Jiude Mai he knew before had such social skills. In other words, this might also be the result of her growth in the past two years. After all, Zhuo, who chose to stay in a small place, had no way of judging others who were soaring in the sky.

(End of this chapter)