【Comprehensive Anime】Gender-swapped Tomie is a popular figure

The purple-haired boy took Jiang Chuan Shang towards the hospital exit in silence.

The burning gazes coming and going are hard to ignore. They surge in like a tide, entwining and clinging relentlessly, as sticky as tentacles.

Moreover, these prying eyes were all directed towards Jiangchuan and were extremely hot.

As if they were unsure of something, they restrained themselves and dared not move forward.

The purple-colored boy standing nearby couldn't help but be stared at as well. The jealous and negative gazes he cast at him made people feel a chill down their spine.

The young man was keenly aware of the abnormalities around him and became more and more curious.

Is this good-looking man a well-known celebrity who caused such a stir among passers-by? Do you want to ask?

The boy was conflicted and his wavering mind exploded when he saw someone approaching him to strike up a conversation.

"Sorry, we don't sign autographs."

"No... don't reject me... Tomie..."

The man held his phone in his hand, ignoring the boy's refusal, and looked intently at Jiang Chuan Shang, who was dressed in blue, with a familiar obsession in his eyes.

Jiang Chuan Shang drooped his eyelids, a hint of disgust flashing in his eyes.

Without hearing Jiang Chuan Shang say anything, the man took a few steps forward, raised the hem of his clothes enthusiastically, and held a marker in his hand that he had passed through from somewhere.

"Tomie, please sign an autograph for me! I finally get to see you in person... You're prettier in person than in the newspaper..."

"Tomie?"

The boy also exclaimed, he knew Mr. Good-looking's name.

The man who wanted an autograph was still unconsciously approaching Jiang Chuan Shang.

Jiang Chuan's expression became colder and colder. He narrowed his eyes slightly with a hint of coldness in his eyes. When he saw more and more people trying to approach him from the corner of his eye, his originally cold face gradually became stained with a layer of impatience.

In a moment, his thin red lips opened slightly and he uttered a word coldly.

"roll."

This simple word is like a cold wind in the coldest days of winter, wrapped in frost, instantly freezing the surrounding air.

The man seemed to be frightened by the icy gaze. He seemed to be fixed in place, unable to move, with an expression of struggle and conflict on his face.

The enthusiasm remains unabated.

Jiang Chuan Shang made a "tsk" sound in his heart, knowing that such deterrence could not last long.

So he pulled the boy beside him without hesitation and ran quickly towards a deserted place, until he entered a narrow compartment and finally got rid of the group of people chasing him.

At this moment, the young man stopped, supported the wall with his hands, gasped heavily, and his chest heaved violently, as if he wanted to suck in the whole world.

However, those bright eyes always sparkled with a firm and fervent light.

The feeling of running...I really miss it.

How long has it been since he ran as fast as he did today?

The boy tried hard to recall that ever since he was diagnosed with Guillain-Barré syndrome, his life had been confined to a hospital bed and a wheelchair, and he had to recuperate in various hospitals.

Although he insisted on doing rehabilitation training every day, he was unable to recover to normal level no matter what, and even the muscles in his calves were slowly atrophying.

"call......"

The young man let out another long sigh, covered his violently beating temple, slowly sat down on the ground, trying to calm the fatigue that was surging like a tide.

Jiang Chuan Shang confirmed that there was no one around, and his cold expression eased a little.

I turned around and saw the boy sitting on the ground gasping for breath, so I walked over.

"Sorry for implicating you. Are you okay?" Jiang Chuan Shang asked with concern.

The boy originally wanted to shake his head to indicate that he was fine, but when he tried to raise his hand, he found that his arm became heavier, as if being suppressed by an invisible force. He knew that his condition might have worsened.

So he clenched his teeth to prevent himself from crying out in pain and nodded slightly.

"Not so good... My symptoms are starting to kick in."

The young man said with difficulty, his voice trembling slightly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chuan Shang lowered his eyes to look at the pale-faced boy with a painful expression who was still comforting him with his eyes. He was very sure that he was not pretending.

Is the symptom triggered by strenuous exercise?

It did implicate him.

Jiang Chuan Shang thought about it, squatted down in front of him apologetically, stroked his slightly hot forehead, secretly transmitted spiritual power to him, and asked casually.

"You can't do strenuous exercise. What's wrong with you?"

The boy inexplicably felt something cold flowing into his limbs, dispelling some of the heaviness and weakness.

Is it because of Tomie's touch that I feel happy and the pain in my body is relieved?

The boy's ears turned red. He was thinking nonsense and didn't think of Jiang Chuan Shang Zhen as a god at all. He quickly answered his question.

"It's peripheral neuritis, also known as Guillain-Barré syndrome. I can't do strenuous exercise..."

As if he was afraid that Jiang Chuan Shang would blame himself for this matter, the boy added with an apologetic look on his face, his tone particularly gentle.

"It's not because of you. I contracted this disease because of playing tennis. I was planning to do some strenuous exercise in the garden today to test the threshold, but I didn't expect it to be early."

"Really?" Jiang Chuan Shang tilted his head, obviously not believing his words to smooth things over, and naturally withdrew his hand, "How could someone who already knew his situation knowingly do strenuous exercise? If you want to deceive me, please come up with a reasonable excuse."

The boy was exposed and awkwardly avoided Jiang Chuan Shang's gaze.

"I didn't mean to lie to you...I just didn't want others to worry about me anymore."

"Isn't worrying a good thing? They care about you."

Jiang Chuan Shang said lightly, his eyes slowly sliding down from his face which was gradually recovering its color, to his thin legs wrapped in hospital pants.

The child was fourteen or fifteen years old, at the prime of his youth, but his legs were as thin as two chopsticks. When he stood there, he always felt like he would be blown away by the wind, and now he was curled up helplessly.

No matter how hard he tried to pretend to be mature, his young face was filled with sorrow and worry.

It was obvious that he was worried about his future, afraid that he would not be able to recover well, but he did not want his family and friends to worry with him, so he always chose to report good news but not bad news, and he bore and swallowed all the pain himself.

Overall, he is a very well-behaved and sensible child with a strong will.

Jiang Chuan Shang admired the good seedling and was willing to give him a little more encouragement. He reached out his hand again and silently transmitted spiritual power to him.

The boy didn't notice and was still worrying about how to answer Jiang Chuan Shang.

"Of course I know they care about me... It's because they care about me too much that I don't want them to suffer with me."

If you don't tell someone you really care about, won't it hurt? It will only make you more painful when no one sees you.

It's indeed the thinking of a child.

Jiang Chuan Shang smiled and didn't explain to him why adults pretended to be strong in front of fragile children, because adults thought the same way.

Human beings are contradictory creatures, and they always use their own ideas to overcome other people's ideas.

The boy was about to say something else, but when he looked up and saw Jiang Chuan with a smile on his lips, he was stunned and forgot what he was going to say.

After a while, he came back to his senses and realized that he was staring at Tomie in a daze. His little face immediately turned red, his eyes wandered around, and his expression was hesitant. He didn't know what to say.

Jiang Chuan Shang saw that he was struggling, so he asked, "What do you want to say? Do you want me to call a doctor for you now?"

The young man nodded obediently. He couldn't move at all now.

"Well, we do need to call someone. But... I have another question for you..." The young man said bravely. Only he knew that he was extremely nervous, and there was a layer of fine sweat on his palms.

"What's the problem?" Jiang Chuan Shang raised his eyebrows and looked at the boy with interest, the smile on his lips becoming more and more obvious.

He looked very bewitching, his eyes as black as ink staring straight at her, making his already handsome face more lively and adding an element of ambiguity.

The boy didn't dare to look at him. After he fixed his eyes on his chest, he took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to continue:

"My name is Yukimura Seiichi. Can you tell me your name? I really want to know your name..."

Yukimura Seiichi's voice was trembling a little due to nervousness, but his eyes were full of anticipation and were very lively.

Jiang Kawakami was slightly stunned, then nodded: "Kawakami Tomie, my name is Kawakami Tomie. Yukimura? I remember it."

Hearing this answer, Yukimura Seiichi's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he saw the dawn of hope, and he was even a little cheering.

After a while, Yukimura Seiichi asked cautiously: "Then can I call you Mr. Kawakami?"

Seiichi Yukimura has not yet forgotten how the man just shouted "Tomie" with a fanatical expression. For some reason, he felt that Mr. Tomie Kawakami did not like others calling him Tomie with such a sticky and disgusting word.

Jiang Chuan Shang couldn't help laughing at the boy's reaction and touched his head casually.

"It will be all right."

Yukimura Seiichi suddenly felt even more embarrassed and scratched the hair on his cheek.

"Then... I'll just wait for Mr. Kawakami to call the medical staff over."

Egawakami slowly stood up from the ground, looked around and found that there was no cushion, then looked at Yukimura Seiichi and asked back.

"Why do I let you stay here alone and wait for me? Aren't you afraid that I will never come back?"

Yukimura Seiichi was stunned for a moment, then gave Ekawakami a faint smile.

"I believe Mr. Kawakami will not leave me here alone."

The gentle smile fell into Jiang Chuan Shang's eyes, as if he saw a field of purple camellia blown by the wind, still tenacious and unafraid of wind and rain.

It's great that he has such willpower at such a young age.

Jiangchuan Shang curled his lips and slowly walked towards him while Yukimura Seiichi was looking at him.

"Who said I was going to leave you here alone? Can't I carry you over?"

"What? You want to hug me? Wait..."

Yukimura Seiichi was so surprised that he couldn't even keep a calm expression, and he didn't even say the words of refusal.

In a dizzying moment of weightlessness, he realized that he had been picked up.

In panic, he raised his hand and pressed it on Jiang Chuan Shang's chest, and his nostrils were filled with Jiang Chuan Shang's faint scent.

The scent is not overly strong, nor does it sound like perfume. It seems to be its own scent, and it smells very good.

This is Mr. Kawakami’s embrace.

It was only later that Yukimura Seiichi realized that they were too close and that he was being hugged like a child.

But he is not a child anymore, he is 15 years old this year!

His face instantly felt hot, the blush was about to spread to his neck, and his whole body was stiff and out of control.

Noticing Yukimura Seiichi's stiffness, Egawakami patted him on the back to comfort him.

"Don't move. Send you back to the ward immediately. Your attending doctor must be very worried if you disappear."

That was indeed the case. Yukimura Seiichi instantly remembered the worried look on the old man's face and stopped moving.

Jiang Chuan Shang calmly withdrew his hand, held him firmly and walked out the door.