Qingyu looked at the back of the Watergate and couldn't help smiling.

"OK, it's my treat."

Qingyu simply agreed.

Even he didn't notice it. The radian on his face became much softer.

As a jumper.

He thinks he is a person who has no feelings and is in an incompatible feeling.

This is ninja world.

Not the socialist world in which he used to live.

And.

After he came to this world.

Face it.

Feel it.

Contact.

It's all the dark side of the ninja world.

This makes his heart gradually become cold, and he can deal with everything calmly and cautiously.

But

Just this time I asked Watergate for leave.

He feels warm!

This warm feeling is something he doesn't feel when he comes into contact with others.

There is a healing power.

It will make those who are in the abyss yearn for an unreachable light.

"What a pity."

Qingyu sees the back of Watergate, smiles and shakes his head. Watergate is a beautiful young man. If he were a girl, he might want to make a promise.

Now let's look at

Can only be friends!

Immediately.

Qingyu follows behind the Watergate. They walk towards Yile ramen noodle restaurant together.

Not long.

They went to the door of a ramen.

I haven't waited for the door.

Watergate directly opened his throat and shouted to the door of a happy ramen.

"Brother Yile, as usual, two!"

The sound of the water gate is very loud and characteristic. It seems to penetrate the surrounding space and directly drill into the ear of the hand.

There was no response.

This is the tacit understanding between Watergate and hand fighting.

Now this time.

The hand fight has begun below.

"Let's go in!"

Watergate, with a sunny smile on his face, waved to Qingyu and walked into Yile ramen noodle restaurant for a moment.

"OK."

Qingyu nodded and followed behind the Watergate and walked in together.

……

Just after they walked in.

Yile Ramen's boss raised his head, squinted at the Watergate, nodded to the Watergate, and then turned his eyes to Qingyu.

instant.

His hand was stunned.

It returned to normal in an instant.

Interesting~

After a playful look at Qingyu, he thought that jiuxinnai came in with Watergate. After all, it used to be like that, but he didn't expect that Qingyu came today.

I didn't say anything.

Start cooking noodles quickly.

Watergate directly sat in the position where he met Qingyu twice in front, and left the corner position to Qingyu.

Qingyu also sat down.

"Qingyu, tell me the truth, don't you want to rest?" Watergate suddenly converged his smile, his eyes were serious and sharp, and picked up the topic again.

It's not his fault.

He didn't realize that taking the initiative to ask for leave for Qingyu was the latter's routine.

Thought he was helping Qingyu.

But.

Now?

He saw that Qingyu was still on a secret mission during the holiday.

I want to sit down and find out what Qingyu really thinks.

"Just tell me the truth."

Watergate has a good impression of Qingyu. They are not only good friends in Ninja school, but also recognize and admire Qingyu's attitude towards performing tasks.

"So serious..."

Qingyu has never seen Watergate like this. Even when he just advised him to rest, he is not so serious. He looks very serious.

"Well..."

"How to say..."

"This holiday is just right!"

"I'm really tired and can rest. It's a good thing for my body!"

"But I won't rest long!"

"When I think it's almost the same, I'll go back to the torture department!"

Qingyu takes the same serious attitude. He doesn't tell the truth in the details, but the general meaning is the same, that is, his plan for the holiday.

"OK."

Watergate is obviously relieved. He really cares about Qingyu, but he is afraid that his concern will cause trouble to Qingyu.

At his present age, he has achieved a high reputation not only because of his outstanding Ninja talent, but also because of his high EQ and willingness to think for others.

Now after hearing what Qingyu said.

He was relieved.

"Qingyu, let me advise you to have a good rest when you have a rest and recuperate your body." Watergate said with concern.

"Well, I will." Qingyu nodded. He felt Watergate's sincere concern, which made a warm current surge in his heart.

"The noodles are ready ~!"

Suddenly.

The sound of hand beating sounded.

Bring two cooked ramen and present it to them.

"I've added eggs for you two. It's my treat. Take your time!" He narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Thank you!"

Qingyu and Watergate said in unison that there is still some basic politeness for the gift.

"I can't help it. I can't wait. I'm going to start!"

After smelling the fragrance of ramen, shuimen couldn't help patting his hands, did a pre meal ceremony, and then immediately picked up chopsticks to eat.

"I started, too."

Qingyu then made the same gesture and picked up chopsticks, but he didn't eat noodles so fast and didn't pay attention to eating.

I've been dealing with the Watergate just now.

Now Watergate has begun to eat noodles.

Qingyu immediately immersed herself in the memory she had just read.

Read so many memories.

I haven't had time to check it.

I don't know what happened in these three days.

For a moment.

Qingyu kept eating noodles mechanically, flashed scenes of memory fragments in his mind, and quickly browsed everything recorded on these living mobile cameras.

So

When he left that day.

People in the downtown area all gathered around the past.

It's the same river.

Same location.

A body floats out again!

Such a thing immediately caused a great sensation at that time, and pushed public opinion to a climax.

of course.

Someone must be contributing to this.

But who are those who spread rumors? Qingyu can't judge from the memory he has read at present.

Not long.

The Ninjas from the Muye police department are coming.

Qingyu sees a familiar face in the memory of these people.

Yuzhibo Fuyue!

Yuzhibo weasel's biological father!

It can be said that

This is the indirect main messenger of the destruction disaster of yuzhibo family!

After all

If Fu Yue had no such impulse and restrained himself a little, things would be different.

Or

If Fuyue transforms impulse into traditional artistic ability

Maybe

Leave the disaster of yuzhibo family on the wall!