After getting married, a popular seiyuu suddenly moved to my house

Chapter 647 640. People often compare the heart to body temperature, but there is nothing to do between heart and body temperature.

In the second half of the annual meeting, I greeted Dai Qiuhui and sneaked out of the annual meeting without any lame excuses.

She knew my nature, and guessed that I was not good at dealing with such occasions. She nodded and let me go home early to rest. Before leaving, she said Merry Christmas.

I was walking alone on the streets of Shibuya on a snowy night, and it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

The streets of Shibuya on Christmas Eve are even more amazing than I imagined. Everywhere I look, there are young men and women, holding hands or hugging, and standing in the dark alley. Tongue kissing couple.

It doesn't have to be a couple, maybe a friend's lover, a parent's remarried, and so on.

Winter makes all kinds of things appear as they are, and I was no exception walking alone in the streets and thinking about evil.

The reason why I suddenly had such thoughts is probably because my body has already felt a bit of cold loneliness, and my brain is subconsciously thinking about something that will make me feel hot.

Leaving aside whether it can alleviate the restless coldness, it is at least interesting.

to me.

Snowflakes fell on my shoulders, and the black wool coat seemed to be covered with a layer of gradient embroidery, eating away at my cold heart through the fabric.

I know my body is desperate for someone's warmth, but I don't know if someone really has to be someone.

I hope that what I want is her embrace, not a woman's embrace, and what I want is her warmth, not a woman's warmth.

If the cold that resides on my body can be resolved and comforted by being a girl, I would rather continue to be cold like this, like an ice sculpture that no one cares about, freezing to death on the snow-covered streets of Shibuya.

All that came to my mind was the sharp, piercing leaves. I stared at the leaves alone for a long time, floating there motionless. I pursed my lips and blew, but remained motionless. No matter how strong the wind was, it couldn’t help it at all. .

People often compare the heart to body temperature, but there is nothing to do between the heart and body temperature, which is unbelievable!

Thinking of this, I felt a little cold in my body again, as if someone had suddenly pulled the sheets while I was sleeping soundly. The biting coldness at that moment made my brain sober that it was almost insane.

I staggered and came to a vending machine. The sound of my shoulder hitting the vending machine was more dull than I imagined. I took out coins from my coat pocket with trembling hands, and bent over to pick up the hot coffee. .

Because the nails were trimmed not long ago, the can was not opened smoothly. After breaking it four or five times in a row, I could smell the smell of coffee, and the bitter liquid poured into my throat, which slightly relieved the chill on my body.

Throwing the cans into the empty can basket, I shook my head slightly, headed to the intersection, and prepared to take a taxi home.

After waiting for a long time, a taxi finally stopped in front of me. The rear door opened automatically, and I got in. I asked the driver to turn up the heating in the car. I leaned my head on the glass and curled up.

If I have to go through this excruciating pain every day and night for the rest of my life, it would be really hard to laugh.

I don't want to disappear from this world, close my eyes, I can really feel my heart is shaking.Those were the ups and downs that went beyond sadness and loneliness and fundamentally shook my own being.

No problem, there are still people in this world waiting for me to go home.

So, it must be fine.

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The driver's voice came from my ear, I raised my heavy eyelids, looked out the window at the familiar street, after paying the fare, I tried my best not to trouble the driver and got out of the car quickly, until the car went away, my legs couldn't help but go limp, Almost fell to the ground.

Can't fall outside the house.

Entering the house, the living room was dim, with only a little street light coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. He dragged his tired body and fell on the floor next to the sofa. He pulled the blanket on the sofa and wrapped it around himself, closing his eyes with chattering teeth.

I couldn't fall asleep anyway, and my ears were filled with the annoying sound of clock hands turning.

In a trance, I seemed to be back in the iron cabinet of the school classroom, looking forward to the ringing of the get out of class bell, and looking forward to the girl who looked like the get out of class bell to appear in front of me.

But I don't want her to appear at this moment, and I don't want to turn her position in my heart into a tool to comfort my broken body. This really makes me feel sad and angry.

So, when I was trying to drive away the cold feeling that swept through my body, there was the sound of the door lock being turned from the entrance.

Accompanied by the sound of light footsteps, the next second, the lights in the living room turned on, and the light footsteps suddenly became flustered and approached me hastily.

I gradually couldn't hear her voice clearly. When her hand touched my cheek, the cold feeling that eroded my body was like a pack of wolves meeting a campfire, vigilant and slowly dormant in the darkness, waiting for the next opportunity to move Chance.

Warm tiredness hit me, I smelled the gentle fragrance from her body, heard her calling my name again and again, and slowly closed my eyes weakly.

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When Kazuto Mogami opened his eyes again, the glare of the light caused him to turn his head away. It took him a while to get used to it, and he found himself lying on the sofa in his living room with Sakura Ayone's lap as his pillow.

He looked at Ayane Sakura for a while, she drooped her head slightly, closed her eyes tightly, she seemed to have fallen asleep sitting up.

Mogami Kazuto sat up slowly, looked around, patted his head, and felt it carefully, but there was no trace of the cold feeling.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Glancing at the wall clock on the wall, it was already two o'clock in the morning. She stretched out her hand and touched the girl's cheek beside her, and Ayane Sakura slowly woke up.

Sakura stared at him for a while, then buried her head in his arms without saying a word, and Mogami Kazuto quietly hugged her tightly.

"Didn't I tell you not to drink so much wine?"

The girl's voice was soft, with a trace of complaint and dissatisfaction.

Mogami Kazuto did not explain his physical state, this kind of sadness cannot be explained to anyone, even if he explains it, the other party will not understand.

It is always the same, like snowflakes on a windless night, quietly deposited in the bottom of my heart, and deep sorrow cannot even be expressed in the form of tears.

"Sorry, I drank too much if I didn't pay attention."

He said.

Seeing his candid apology, Sakura Ayane didn't take advantage of it, and stuck out her tongue to lick Mogami Kazuto's bare neck.

"Are you looking for an excuse?"

"how come."

"I saw you lying on the floor as soon as I got home. Do you know how worried I was?"

"Sorry, I'm fine, I'm much better now."

"Drinking with girls?"

"Sit alone in a corner and drink."

"Why is it like being on the set?"

"That's how I am."

Sakura Ayane thought about it, but she agreed, and after sitting on the sofa for a while, she asked Mogami Kazuto to carry her upstairs.

(End of this chapter)