Four years ago, Boston, USA, Logan International Airport, international flight entrance.
Kubo Haruki, who had just finished his trip to the United States, met here the girl with short brown hair that he would never forget.
Although it was just a side profile, the arrogant look in her beautiful eyes made this fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl show off her extraordinary temperament, even if she stood next to two gloomy men in black.
, and it is difficult to conceal the cold royal sister aura in her body.
Just by being glanced at by her, Kubo Haruki felt a sense of intoxication like fear, as if the world had stopped at this moment. The radiance emanating from her eyes instantly made Kubo Haruki feel that he was "dead"
Real feeling.
This is a sweet death, I want to sleep like this.
Then, Kubo Haruki realized that, in fact, at this moment, he might be happier if he died.
Kubo Haruki, who escaped from his dream, took out his mobile phone tremblingly, trying to take a picture of the girl - just her back.
Seeing the two men in black who accompanied the girl into the airport ticket gate, Kubo Haruki was frightened from the bottom of his heart and did not dare to approach and strike up a conversation. This was the only way he could think of to remember this moment for a lifetime.
"Sorry, are you taking pictures of my friend?"
He just took out his cell phone and pointed it at the girl's back. Before he pressed the shutter button, Kubo Haruki suddenly heard a girl with a silvery voice speaking to him in standard English.
Then, a blond girl appeared in front of the camera of Kubo Haruki's mobile phone, blocking the scene that Kubo Haruki was about to shoot.
This is a blond girl who is sixteen or seventeen years old, but she has an oriental face, she is beautiful and cute.
In Kubo Haruki's eyes, the girl was looking at him with a smile, looking very cute and attractive. However, Kubo Haruki felt a vague sense of danger.
"that……"
With a trembling tone, Kubo Haruki was about to explain, but the girl smiled, took the phone from Kubo Haruki's hand, and checked it.
Perhaps because of too much fear, Kubo Haruki had no time to make any move, and the girl took the phone away, and watched helplessly as the girl performed some operations on her phone.
"Okay. Please don't take pictures of my friend anymore, it will cause trouble to her."
Smiling, the blond girl politely handed the phone back to Kubo Haruki. Then, the girl ran towards the airport ticket gate. At this time, the girl with short brown hair and the two men in black had already passed through.
Check the ticket.
"Too slow, Louis, what did you do?"
This was the only thing Kubo Haruki heard. The girl with short brown hair said to the blonde girl after waiting for the blond girl to complete the ticket check. The slightly arrogant tone and a hint of indifference made Kubo Haruki
Listening fascinated.
Then, after the four people completely disappeared from Kubo Haruki's eyes, he remembered to check the mobile phone returned by the blond girl - unfortunately, his mobile phone had been turned off by the blond girl, and it was impossible to have another chance.
I went to take a picture of the back of the girl with short brown hair, and my phone was formatted by the other party.
"Although four years have passed, that girl's appearance has long been blurred in my memory with the passage of time. But that brown hair has left an indelible mark in my heart.
So much so that when I see girls with brown hair, I can’t help but want to own them!”
In front of Gao Yuan, Kubo Haruki recalled the experience four years ago in an intoxicated tone, and then as if he was showing off, he looked at Gao Yuan with slightly provocative eyes and said: "Such an experience, you
Men who don’t understand amorous feelings will definitely not understand it!”
At this moment, Kubo Haruki has become a prisoner. Although he doesn't understand what happened, the police already have all the evidence of what he has done. In this case, he can't rely on it even if he wants to, so there is no need to argue.
.
But today, after seeing Gao Yuan in front of him, Kubo Haruki felt a desire to win in his heart. When he thought of Tie Zhuyu hiding behind the man in front of him yesterday, his self-esteem did not allow him to admit defeat in front of this man.
Even if he becomes a prisoner, he must be overwhelmed verbally and psychologically!
"so what?"
In response, Gao Yuan said with disdain, "You have used your methods to constantly coerce those brown-haired girls over the years, isn't it just to make up for the regrets you had four years ago?"
Faced with Gao Yuan's response, Kubo Haruki said nothing. It seemed that Gao Yuan's words touched the deepest and truest thoughts in his heart.
Then, Gao Yuan continued with a contemptuous tone:
"But it's a pity that no matter what you do, you can't hide the fact that you are a coward! If you had dared to come forward and strike up a conversation, maybe the outcome would have been different, but you were cowardly, incompetent, and too scared to even come forward.
Even though four years have passed, your nature has not changed. You are still so cowardly and incompetent. You only dare to attack female students who are weaker than you. So, forget it, I don’t want to experience your kind of dream at all. Like
People like you are better off living your dreams in a dark prison!"
The successive words stimulated Kubo Haruki's sensitive and weak self-esteem. At this moment, Kubo Haruki stared at Gao Yuan with his eyes wide open and his face flushed.
He really wanted to get up and punch Gao Yuan to release the grief and anger in his heart.
However, when he thought about yesterday, when he, a kendo coach, was knocked to the ground twice in a row by his opponent without any ability to fight back, Kubo Haruki did not have such courage, and he could not even do it in a rage.
She wanted to pretend to be calm to cover up her last bit of self-esteem, but her body was completely out of control, fearful of the man in front of her.
Then, Kubo Haruki saw Gao Yuan showing a slightly playful smile and looking at him:
"In that case, when you were facing Miss Ooka and Miss Moroha, you only harassed Miss Moroha because Miss Moroha looked very much like the person in your memory."
Hearing this, Kubo Haruki unconsciously clenched his fists.
"It seems I was right!"
Gao Yuan continued to speak with a smile, constantly stimulating the other party's psychological defense.
"Because Miss Moro Yu is so much like the person in your memory, in order to find a way to get close to her, you even went so far as to use frame-up methods to slander Miss Moro Yu in a public place like a convenience store. But it's such a pity,
Such a mindless method was exposed immediately, and in the end it was you who was embarrassed..."
"do not talk!"
Speaking of this, Kubo Haruki couldn't hold back anymore and roared angrily. His handcuffed hands clenched his fists and banged hard on the table between them, making a heavy sound to stop them.
Gaoyuan continued speaking.
"Then, tell me, how did the clerk deal with you after he discovered that you had stolen something?"
Not paying attention to Kubo Haruki's behavior at all, Gao Yuan smiled and said calmly.