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Chapter 51

The white cat stared at the young man who was having fun playing alone with wide eyes, the disgust in his eyes almost overflowing.

It happened that Osamu Dazai had already led her out of the puddle, so she jumped off his shoulder without any attachment and walked forward without looking back.

After waiting silently for a while, the young man behind her did not follow her footsteps for the first time. Instead, he stood there, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at her quietly.

Such an abnormal expression made the white cat stunned for a moment, and looked behind him in confusion: "Meow~"

"Well, I'm going this way." Dazai Osamu stretched out his finger and pointed in the opposite direction, with a smile on his face. Gentle, "It's time to say goodbye."

White cat: "Meow~"

"Thank you." Dazai Osamu chuckled because of her response, "You should also take care."

Perhaps the light moonlight was like water Gentle and peaceful, the black-haired young man's curved eyes and curved lips smiled softly, which warmed the heart of the white cat.

"It would be great if I could see you again by chance."

He said with emotion: "But if we live together in Yokohama, we will meet one day, right?"

Wakaba Nana: No, sorry, she is just a life Passenger in. Forget about the little kitten she is.

Wakaba Nana, who lives in Tokyo, went to Yokohama on a whim this time. Maybe she will never come again from now on. Meeting this strange young man is just a once-in-a-lifetime coincidence.

After successfully getting rid of the young man, she ran to a deserted corner and activated the transmission system, successfully returning to her home.

It wasn't until she tiredly took a shower and lay down on the bed that her slowly closed eyelids suddenly twitched, and she frowned strangely.

Speaking of which, why does the black-haired young man's voice sound familiar?

It's like I've heard it twice before.

But she has obviously never been to Yokohama before... Is it an illusion?

After thinking about this for a long time, Ruoye Nana let herself fall into sleep.

Although the main body was sleeping soundly, Bai's sleep was very restless. She was always paying attention to the movement on the phone, hoping to sense it as soon as she was awake in the Central Plains.

Around three or four in the morning, the young man lying on the bar with messy orange hair finally opened his eyes.

As soon as he moved, he subconsciously frowned and rubbed his temples with his fingers.

The feeling of being hungover is really not that good. Even people in the Central Plains have almost gotten used to this state. When I first woke up, my temples still hurt.

After about a full minute of adaptation, the squinted eyes finally opened, revealing a color as clear as sea water.

He first looked around at the deserted bar, and after he understood what had happened to him very skillfully, he put the hat on his head.

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