Hearing the questioning outside the door, Gin stopped moving, and a trace of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

He was waiting for Tang Zeyu to relax a little, familiarize himself with every inch of the layout of the home, and re-encircle his own residence into the territory of Comfort Yao. However, he was too keen, and long before this transformation was completed, Tang Zeyu had already pieced together the fact that this place had been empty before.

After he left, Gin rarely returned.

As long as you push the door open, the bright white light will light up, but psychologically the emptiness lingers, and the person who really fills this space is the person sleeping in the sofa.

Tang Zeyu wrapped his coat in it, and was awakened by the light of the opening door, and poked out a half-asleep head.

He yawned and his voice was misty, and he watched in a daze as Gin changed his shoes at the door and tied the ends of his hair. He slowly woke up from a nap under Yao's gaze, and when Gin came over, he reached out and put his arm around his waist.

- But the police Yao works a lot of overtime, so more often than not, it is Gin who hears the door ringing in the kitchen.

And when that day passed, he came back alone to drink the gin, and never heard another sound. He waited hopelessly, and gradually confirmed the fact that Tang Zeyu had lost his memory, and after eating in the empty living room, he picked up the car keys and left the house.

He returned a few days ago, and the first thing he did when he entered the door was to lay down the calendar on the cabinet. Gin cleans the furniture with fallen leaves, but it can live for a long time, but it is not easy to fill the leaves in a few days.

Gin's gaze gradually moved behind him.

A man with a cocked tail was still there, and through the thin layer of door panels, he seemed to have found a little confidence to question Yao, but he didn't know that his center of gravity was leaning on the door.

As long as you press the doorknob slightly, you will fall in defenselessly.

Gin's eyes darkened, and he reached out to unscrew the water.

*

The sound of water inside stopped for a moment, and then it began to flow again.

Tang Zeyu pricked up his ears and quietly paid attention to the movements inside. Gin didn't make a sound, and from this silence, Tang Zeyu felt a kind of speechless emptiness even more.

The corners of his mouth silently hooked upward, and he knocked on the door inch by inch.

The next second, the door suddenly opened on its own.

Tang Zeyu's center of gravity suddenly emptied, and he suddenly fell into a cloud of water vapor - he didn't fall to the ground, and one hand premeditated around his waist.

Before Tang Zeyu could protest, Gin had already leaned over and blocked his lips.

The hot breath enveloped him all of a sudden, and in the world of the whirlwind, the weak resistance of the Yao immediately collapsed, and he was pried open by the gin.

Perhaps because of the rising heat and the high temperature in the bathroom, this kiss is far more menacing than the one in the helicopter seat.

The long silver hair flowed down, like a net that bound him.

The vision was blurred by the water vapor, but the other senses of the leaves were sharpened at the same time, and in an instant, the scorching heat invaded, Tang Zeyu was carefully licked between his teeth, and on the side of his tongue, he tried to pull off the hand that was buckled on his waist, but he was suddenly scalded by the temperature of the upper leaf.

Gin...

The movements are very skillful, and every corner is swept in every detail, Tang Zeyu almost gave birth to an illusion that he was about to be devoured into his belly, and only the overwhelming silver white was left in his hazy vision, pressing his hand on his waist, but gradually sliding down.

Tang Zeyu was dazed, and suddenly slashed through an extremely thrilling slam.

He reflexively wanted to push the gin away, but the struggle was so insignificant that he couldn't tell whether it was like resistance or pandering.

Unexpectedly, Gin's movements stopped.

His chest was still rising and falling, and even his snort was a little heavy, and Gin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was calming himself down in this way.

He buried his head in Tang Zeyu's neck socket, the latter had just been pushed against the wall, Gin stopped moving, but Tang Zeyu still didn't dare to move.

He was also breathing unsteadily.

The bright light shone into his eyes, Tang Zeyu lowered his eyes in fear, his eyes slid down his back, but he suddenly saw a narrow wound hidden under the scattered wet silver hair.

Yuyao Karasawa held his breath for a moment.

He lifted his slightly cool fingertips and walked around Gin from behind, touching it lightly against the wound.

There was a brown scab on the top, and a piece of the bottom leaf had fallen off, leaving a light-colored scab.

"This wound ......" Tang Zeyu's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "How did you come to Yao?" ”

When he spoke, he realized that his voice was trembling, this kind of trembling vibrato, I don't know if it was because of the overwhelming heat and mist, or because of the shocking injury in front of him.

Gin closed his eyes, but did not answer him immediately, the light and shadow of Yao covered the side of his face, and the dark green eyes were dull.

This restraint and waiting, just as he was in the kitchen, quietly passed the spoonful of soup to Yao.

"It's almost ready." He avoided answering.

Then Gin let go of Tang Zeyu, whose face was still at a loss for the ups and downs in front of him, but his brows were slightly wrinkled in worry.

Gin said, "Wait for me in a moment." ”

He gently pushed Karasawa Yuyo on the shoulder and let him out of the bathroom.

*

In the high heat and water vapor, Yuyao Tang Ze even unconsciously sounded tinnitus in his ears, and the temperature difference outside the bathroom was like a blow to the head, which finally made his fever and his mind cool down.

The temperature was slightly lower and the air was coming, and Tang Zeyu stood behind the door and shivered slightly.

The sound of water inside sounded again.

He gradually felt that Gin was enduring, or waiting for what Yao was.

But that's not what Tang Zeyu will be able to do for a while.

He can convince himself intellectually, but emotionally it is difficult to cross that hurdle directly.

It takes a long time for Yao to run in and get along with each other in order to establish Yao calm, amnesia and

didn't take away that subconscious sense of trust, but eliminated all the familiar understanding. Tang Zeyu woke up from the strange world, groped and tried a little bit, and finally established his comfort zone, but now he wants to forcibly expand it and accommodate another person in it.

This is not just an acting act that can get Yao overnight, he can hide a fact, but it is difficult to hide the most intuitive reaction and feelings.

Before leaving, Gin looked at him in the backlight, condescending from Yao's perspective, and his dark green pupils seemed to be shining...

。 He was immersed in the shadows, and his face had a cold and aggressive face, but he pushed away his own appearance, but he put away his claws like a fierce beast.

Tang Zeyu was a little at a loss and thought: But what should I do?

He was so distraught that he hung his head and leaned in for a moment at the door. The sound of the water was still flowing, and after listening to it for a while, Tang Zeyu couldn't tell what was going on, so he could only leave the bathroom first.

The door of the bathroom was close to the entrance, and when he passed by the black coat on the hanger, Tang Zeyu unconsciously sniffed on it.

At the end of the nose is a cold smoke of fire, the sun shines through the warmth of the leaves, and a very subtle citrus tail note. All the complex scents are mixed together to symbolically make up this person.

Raising his head from his coat, Tang Zeyu was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, he is at the entrance of the door, the whole living room can be seen at a glance, the gin wine is behind him when he came in before, his sense of presence is so strong that Tang Zeyu can't help but pay attention, and now he is standing here alone, and suddenly feels that this space is empty.

Tang Zeyu's heartstrings moved slightly, he raised his hand and swiped across the wall, fumbling to turn off the overhead light.

The sudden change in the brightness of the pao made him reflexively close his eyes, and when he opened it again, there was only a faint yellow light at the door of the bathroom.

A faint light poked into the window, and the darkness in front of him was so empty, and a person's figure couldn't fill it at all.

…… After I lost my memory, was this the desolate scene he faced every day?

Tang Zeyu's heart beat like a drum in an instant, and he turned on the light almost in a hurry.

Gin stood under the shower, letting the hot water soak through his long silver hair. His dark green eyes were dark and bright, and when the figure at the door left, he turned off the faucet and reached out to take off the bath towel.

The long hair leaf cleaning steps are extremely cumbersome, and Gin simply wrung it out with a towel, and then raised his hand and took out a hair dryer.

A moment later, he put it down again.

*

Tang Zeyu took a turn around the house again, there are not many places to sit idle, the living room sofa and coffee table, the kitchen side bar, and the master bedroom balcony, there are also a set of rattan tables and chairs.

The balcony window faces the edge of the community. Opposite the street is a small park, the window should be very beautiful during the day, and there is an endless sea of trees swaying in the distance, but at night the forest is lonely, and the park is only sporadically lit with a few lights.

Tang Zeyu sat on the rattan chair for a while, and then came back distraught.

As he passed by the bedside, he caught a glimpse of a red brick-like object at the head of the master bedroom bedside, only to find that it was a Sherlock Holmes detective book. The books are very well preserved, the red covers are spotless, and the sides are only slightly worn and yellowed.

On the wall of the police academy, Gin is holding a leaf in his hand, which seems to be this one.

Tang Zeyu suddenly became a little interested, he squatted at the head of the bed and turned the inside page.

The book seems to have been carefully read, and there are sometimes black pen circles between the lines. The gin words are very beautiful, and there is a silent edge hidden in the strokes.

Tang Zeyu flipped through a few pages and unexpectedly found his own handwriting on it.

At the beginning of the dancing villain, another red pen circled a person's name, and Tang Zeyu marked prominently on the side: "This is the murderer!" ”

Although the red circle may have been just a whim of him, or maybe he didn't flip back after writing it, Gin replied later: "Got it." ”

- I don't know if it's "known" by the spoiler...

, or before he marked it himself, he had already seen the case.

Hiroshi Karasawa was inexplicably amused.

Before he could continue to flip back, the bathroom door was already open.

The movement in the bathroom was like a switch, and Tang Zeyu's heart suddenly quietly lifted it again.

He unconsciously pricked up his ears, focused all his senses on hearing, and walked out of the doorway, pausing for a moment, to find the master bedroom accurately.

Gin's long hair was only wiped simply, and it was wet and draped behind him, and the pure black pajamas were leached out with a deeper layer of water stains.

Tang Zeyu stood up from the front of the book all of a sudden: "Why don't you blow dry!" ”

Gin glanced to the side suspiciously.

Realizing what Tang Zeyu was referring to, he said flatly, "I'm used to it." ”

Tang Zeyu didn't care what he was used to, and immediately looked for a hair dryer. His figure rolled out of the bedroom like the wind, and the corners of Gin's mouth hooked up a subtle arc.

The hair dryer was placed next to the sink, and Yu Karasawa spotted it at a glance.

When he came back from the bathroom, he looked like a warrior with armor, and looking at the long hair and Yao's expression was like looking at a menacing enemy, and without waiting for Gin to speak, Tang Zeyu couldn't help but press him to the edge of the bed and sit down.

Gin said, "I ...... myself"

In the end, the word "come" was drowned in the hot wind of the humming Yao, and Gin silently stopped.

Walking through the back of the head with fingers plucking the hair, strands of silver hair gradually dried, Tang Zeyu himself actually has no experience in dealing with long hair, and when the hair dryer moves, the pinna is blown a little hot by the distance between the leaves.

Sensing that he wanted to get up and move, Gin closed his eyes so that he could go around to the front.

After a while, the mattress sank slowly moved forward, and Tang Zeyu changed from kneeling on the bed to stepping on the floor with one leg.

He looked very focused, as if drying that long hair was something big to save the world. In this way, Yao's expression Gin is very familiar, and in front of the desk to plan the layout and delineate the strategy, Tang Zeyu's serious expression is exactly the same, but the time seems to have passed for a long time.

Gin looked at it silently for a moment. Before he realized the sight, he quietly closed his eyes.

TBC.