The next day, Watanabeji, who ran out of the company crying, came back early.
Facing the inquiries from her colleagues who were either curious or gossipy, she just smiled brightly and explained: "I was reprimanded by the general secretary yesterday, and I ran out of the house in a willful way. Now that I think about it, it's a bit embarrassing. After thinking about it, I came back to work.
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Under such a hazy smile, no one could doubt the truth or falsehood of her words. Even her colleagues who had other speculations in their minds gave up their thoughts and believed in Watanabe Temple Hayao's explanation.
She acted as if nothing had happened. She was full of energy when working. She was positive and sunny when greeting her colleagues. She worked hard to complete the tasks she was assigned. Even if there was something she didn't understand, she would rush to talk to her secretary.
Miss abcd asked coquettishly.
A man sitting in the office saw the leave cancellation record in the personnel system and breathed a sigh of relief.
And when he and this lively and active secretary met by chance in the corridor, the other party smiled and said hello: "Good morning, Chief Secretary of the Prison Temple."
Yuji was startled for a moment.
But the girl turned her head and talked and laughed with her colleague who came to collect water, as if she had just said hello to her boss out of politeness.
Later, Hayato Jokudera discovered that she seemed to have really given up.
From that day on, there were no more entanglements, no unnecessary questions, no intentionally wrong work, and no frequent encounters every day, or another person staying to work overtime every night.
At this time, Hayato Gokudera felt that the location chosen for the Clam Company seemed a bit too big, so big that if someone deliberately avoided a person, he could not even meet him for several days.
Unless he goes to the secretariat's office for work reasons, he can see a person who is either immersed in work or talking happily with the secretaries.
"General Secretary... Is there something wrong with this document?" Secretary C looked at the paper placed on her desk hesitantly.
Yuji suddenly woke up and realized that he had walked to the secretariat four times in one morning, and the excuses he gave were quite strange.
"There's no problem, I just remembered it wrong." Hayato Gokudera withdrew the document, turned around and walked back to the office. His back was straight and cold, but for some reason he revealed a confused vulnerability.
Isn't this what he wants? Gokudera Hayato thought.
Watanabe didn't mention the past again. She was about to have a new life - a normal life that ordinary people would have, and there would no longer be the risk of being involved in the other world...
Isn't it great?
but······
Yudera's hand covered his heart at some point. It was empty there, as if something very, very important had been lost.
Biyangqi's whole body was exuding a chilly air-conditioning. She crossed her arms and crossed her chest, looking expressionlessly at the silver-haired man on the table who was pouring one glass after another of wine for her.
Soon, the entire bottle of wine in the collection was gone, and a clear blush appeared on his cheeks.
Biyangqi put the special cookie she made in front of Hayato Gokudera, but the other party didn't notice it and directly picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
"······"
"Snapped!"
Miss Poisonous Scorpion from the other world directly picked up the plate with biscuits and mercilessly slapped her own brother on the head.
The plate was broken into two halves, and the crumbs of the biscuit were stuck to his silver hair. The person under the hair raised his head blankly, as if he didn't understand why the woman opposite wanted to give him such a blow.
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"Stop pretending." Bi Yangqi didn't listen to him at all, "It's just a bottle of wine, your drinking capacity is more than that."
"..." Yuji still didn't answer her.
It is indeed impossible for him to be knocked down by a bottle of wine. Almost every mafia has a good capacity for drinking. Because even people from the other world will put on a sanctimonious coat when getting along and discussing business, and hold peace talks.
It’s exactly the same grand cocktail party as the outside world. If you don’t drink enough, how can you last to the end of the cocktail party?
But he still hoped that he was drunk now, so he was in this state. Just like Yuji knew that Biyangqi seemed very angry now, but he wanted to empty his head for a while.
Too many things have happened recently, sudden confessions, feelings discovered after reviewing, distance after thinking, and the empty loss after being really far away...
Hayato Jokudera has no experience in dealing with this kind of thing. In terms of relationships, it seems that he can only refer to and learn from a few pairs of quite failed cases. Therefore, no matter how smart his brain is, he cannot solve the answer to this kind of question.
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"Alas." It was Biyangqi who was sighing.
She sighed deeply, then gathered her energy and sat opposite the prison temple.
"I know what you are thinking, Hayato. You are the same as before, always kind and a bit ridiculous."
"What year is it now?" she asked suddenly.
Jokudera answered with a number.
"It's been ten years since your era." The woman sighed, "I didn't believe it at the beginning, but you guys really succeeded in doing it." She seemed to recall the past.
Certain events made me curl my lips in an interesting way.
"After this large-scale purge, Vongola will no longer have anyone who can be called an 'opponent' for at least the next ten years. Even if one of them has a love affair outside the other world, wouldn't it be possible?
Can’t you protect a mere ordinary person?”
Jokudera Hayato was stunned.
"Even if you are involved, a girl who grows up in the ordinary world is like a fragile butterfly, but unless you give up protecting her first, no one can harm half a hair under Vongola's Lan Mamoru.
"
"Hayato, tell me - will you give up? Just like my father gave up on the pianist?"
Hayato Jokudera's eyes trembled. He stared at Biyangqi, and Biyangqi was also looking at him. Both of them knew very well who the pianist was.
The drunkenness finally faded from this face, and at this moment, Jokudera could not be more sober: "I will never be like him. I will do better than him, no matter in any aspect."
"Isn't that enough?" Bi Yangqi asked. "So what are you afraid of?"
What on earth is he afraid of?
Jokudera is also asking himself this question.
If he thinks according to the elder sister's thinking, the problem he has been worried about is not even a problem at all! And if this is the case... what has he done during this time?
Alienating Watanabe, scolding him coldly, and pushing him further and further away with a cold and decisive attitude. What was Watanabe's mood like at that time? When she dropped the gift and ran out of the company, she re-
When she returned to the company and it was business as usual, how did she feel when she called him "Chief Secretary of Prison Temple" as if she were her real boss?
The more he thought about it, the more sad Gokudera Hayato felt. He suddenly realized how inappropriate his actions were, and also realized that he——
It seems that the transition side is never given a chance to "choose".
Whether she was confessed, understood her feelings, or decided to push the girl away, Watanabe Temple didn't even know anything about this series of things. From her perspective, she hadn't even confessed her feelings.
The boss you like clearly draws the line.
Thanks to what he said when he stopped Bi Yangqi ["Watanabe is my subordinate, I can't watch you force things that don't belong to her on her!"] [No matter what the reason is, you can't just replace her.
Someone else makes the decision!] In this case, when it was his turn, it would be a violation to not land on the ground.
I need to apologize and explain properly, Gokudera Hayato thought.
When he came to the company with such a sense of relief, he didn't see the person he wanted to see at that familiar workstation.
"Where's Miss Watanabe?" Jokudera asked the secretaries next to him.
Secretary A looked at him with a troubled expression and said: "General Secretary of the Prison Temple... Why don't you go check the personnel system..."
A bad premonition suddenly arose in Yudera's heart, and he hurriedly walked into the office. Less than half a minute later, the secretaries saw their boss leaving the company like a wind.
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Resignation application form.
Hayato Gokudera's mind repeatedly reflected on what he saw in the personnel system. The signature at the end was a familiar name.
Watanabe wanted to resign? Why did she want to resign? What happened to make her, who would have run out of the company in anger even if she was changed positions... resign?
In fact, the answer is very clear, it is all because of his fault. Even if it were Hayato Gokudera, if he stayed in a work environment that made him feel awkward all year round, he might have already considered quitting his job.
Lan, who symbolized the storm, received dual warnings from his brain and intuition at the same time - either give up like this, or do something!
Something must be done,
We must chase Watanabe back first,
With this mentality, he jumped up from the computer and rushed out of the company under the stunned gaze of the employees.
Watanabeji had just gotten out of the car. She paid the driver, bent down and picked up the things on the ground, stabilizing herself with some difficulty.
There were so many things. She wrinkled her nose. After working in the company for so long, she had accumulated so many things without realizing it.
Just as the girl was about to turn around and walk towards her apartment, the phone in her pocket rang. Who was sending her a message at this time? The girl's hands were occupied, and she didn't know whether to put down her things or check her phone first.
It should be Ms. Secretary A, right? He suddenly resigned without even saying hello to her. He must be worried now, right? Watanabeji had already thought this way, so he chose to put things on the ground first and respond to his friend's concerns first.
She took out her phone from her pocket and was suddenly stunned after unlocking the screen.
Not Secretary A, but...
【from Gokudera Hayato:】
[I’m really sorry. I must have been very stupid some time ago to do so many excessive things.]
The girl's expression changed back and forth. She wanted to turn off the phone angrily, but the movement of her hand slowed down a bit, allowing the next text message to successfully come into view——
[Remember that abandoned park? When Beyonce asked you to go there, I was actually there too. I’m sorry I kept it secret from you for so long.]
The girl was stunned. She clutched the phone tightly, and her pink cheeks instantly turned pink - Prison Temple was actually there at that time? In other words... she shouted to Bi Yangqi
Did he hear all those words?
No wonder... Watanabe Temple had already understood something, but his expression became even more disappointed.
[Some people are born like the sun, lively and happy, as if there is no problem in the world that can defeat them. Even the most vicious boss is someone she can turn to for help; when she meets a homeless child
When you are young, you can look at them with kindness, and you will not be unwilling to face them because of your past sufferings; treat small animals with love, even cats you have never met will like to get close to them; meet the kindness of strangers.
She doesn’t want to evade bluntly and easily believe other people’s words, even if the other person may have made it up casually to deceive her...]
The girl's face became redder and redder as she read the text message. Of course she knew who the "her" in the text message was referring to, but why did she suddenly go into such a lengthy list of her advantages? How could she be such an idiot?
I will praise others as if I were writing a paper!!
Even if she had a lot of anger and dissatisfaction when she was alienated in the past, they were all forgotten under such straightforward praise, leaving only the increasingly warm cheeks to remind her.
[Watanabeji Zao: Forget the previous part, is the last sentence really a compliment? 】
After struggling for a long time, she just replied with such a sentence without any momentum. She felt as if she was weaker, gritting her teeth and staring at the phone, as if she could bite the person opposite.
And new information has arrived.
[Some people are like the sun, and some people are like cowards. Cowards don’t know their own thoughts, and before they figure it out, they get into the shell and block out the sun’s rays, as if this can solve all their worries.]
The girl paused and quickly replied with her fingers crackling——
[It’s really annoying. Cowards like this who don’t dare to ask a question should just stay in their shell and don’t come out!!]
As if she understood the cause and effect, she angrily threw the phone back into her pocket, picked up the things on the ground and walked towards the apartment building.
Just before entering the apartment building, the phone rang again, and then again.
Watanabe Temple had already stopped at the same spot and never took the final step.
She angrily threw the things in her hands back to the ground, and clicked on the screen with anger and resentment. However, when she saw the text above, those negative emotions suddenly popped like a popped balloon.
and dispersed.
【from Gokudera Hayato:】
【Cowards are really hateful.】
【But now he dares, look back.】
Watanabe Temple had already turned his head and met a pair of green eyes.
The other party followed her at some point, and when he saw her turning her head, he became as happy as if he had received a reward——
"I like you, Watanabe." Hayato Jokudera's height was too convenient and oppressive at this time. He just took a few steps closer to the girl and was able to completely cover her within his control.
"I'm sorry, can you give me another chance?"
The girl's eyelashes kept trembling, like a butterfly trapped in the palm of her hand. She suddenly raised her eyes, stared at him with her green eyes, and then raised her hand in front of Hayato Gokudera.
Jokudera held her hand and slowly lowered his body. A certain moist and hot feeling left the back of the girl's hand at the touch of a finger.
"Okay, one last time."
She looked at the silver-haired man who bowed in front of her and spoke her answer slowly.