funeral

As for Nagasawa, after the commotion in the early morning, he has lost all interest at the moment.After lecturing the younger brother, he went back to the room and was silent for a while, but Kawase didn't care, that kid was heartless, and he must have completely forgotten about it in a few days, and it was indeed his fault first.

But that person... Nagasawa had a headache. He planned to go to him after finishing some trivial matters these days. After the cold war for so long, there should be someone who offered to reconcile, but unexpectedly, he was preempted by the other party.

He admitted that the moment he saw Ito was full of joy, but it was really not the right time.

Nagasawa frowned and smoked.

There must be something important to come to find me in such a hurry, but I let him suffer such treatment.

Afterwards, no one answered the phone calls. Given the other party's self-esteem and vindictive personality, he knew that this knot would not be resolved so easily.

Since there will be no way to solve it for a while, then we have to take it slowly.

It doesn't matter, there is still a lot of time between them.

Thinking about it this way, the expression on Nagasawa's face was quite cheerful, but then it became cloudy again - the matter of the Takarazuka Club has not been completely resolved, and there may still be potential dangers around Ito, and those who are secretly protecting His people let down their vigilance...

"Brother," the younger brother who took over from the previous unlucky guy sent a message at the door, "the phone number from the team leader."

Masao Aizawa's mansion is a completely Japanese-style building. The bamboo placed in the elegant courtyard makes "dong, dong" sounds from time to time under the action of the water flow. The implicit Zen in it makes people calm down just by listening to it. .

When Nagasawa arrived, the owner was sitting on the porch, sipping tea leisurely.

At home, Aizawa always likes to wear kimonos, which naturally blend with the atmosphere of the entire courtyard.

"Leader."

"Oh, Si Ping is here," Aizawa patted beside him, "Don't be restrained, sit down."

"Yes." Nagasawa bowed his head, then respectfully stepped forward and sat down cross-legged.

"I told you not to restrain yourself..."

Aizawa smiled helplessly, he is good at everything as his right-hand man, but he is too principled and rigid about etiquette, but this is exactly what he appreciates - very similar to his former self.

"It's nothing important to ask you to come here today, it's just to chat."

"Yes."

"You've been with me for so long, I realize that I still don't understand you well enough..." Aizawa sighed.

"You mean?" Nagasawa was a little confused.

"For example, the type of woman you like!" Aizawa couldn't help laughing when he saw the seriousness of the other party, "So I really can't decide for you..." He took out a stack of photos from his pocket, "These are all We girls from the Aizawa group's main family and main family, see which ones are more suitable for you, and we can discuss things later."

Aizawa Masao placed the photos one by one in front of Nagasawa, there are various types, it can be said that you can choose from the fat, the thin, the thin.

Nagasawa didn't know that there were so many girls in the Aizawa family. He remembered the proposal made by the team leader before and felt helpless, but with such a strong opponent, he had to bite the bullet and choose.

It is said that a man is a visual animal, and when one does not know the other person's interior, appearance represents everything.

So taking it for granted, Nagasawa chose the type that best suits his aesthetics.

"Our Siping's eyes are really picky," Aizawa shook his head, and picked up the photo, "These two are not only the most beautiful girls in our Aizawa family, they are not inferior to celebrities!"

"I made you laugh."

"This," Aizawa pointed to one of the photos, the woman on the photo was wearing heavy makeup, and her gestures were full of flair/affection, "She should be three years older than you, her name is Onako, Masamune's older sister," Aizawa After a pause, "Usually a beautiful and smart woman is a terrifying creature. I don't know how many men want to conquer, but in the end they fall into her hands...

"If you choose her as your marriage partner, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it in the future!" Aizawa said half-jokingly.

Then he picked up another one, "This is Uncle Goro's daughter, Yuki, my youngest sister among my peers, she is nineteen this year."

Aizawa Goro Nagasawa is well known, the cadres of the Aizawa group who have retired to the second line, are domineering and domineering, and always like to put on a high profile in regular meetings for other juniors to see.

It is such a person that everyone is reluctant to get in touch with, but he has such a lovely daughter. Is it the virtues he accumulated in his previous life, or is it a debt he has to pay in this life?

"Uncle Goro is just such a daughter, so he dotes on her very much, and he may have a bit of a temper," Aizawa said helplessly, "But Yuki is really likable, if I let her marry like this, to be honest, I really can't bear it. But if the other party is you, I feel much more at ease—after all, she is my most precious sister!"

Nagasawa took Yuki's photo and looked at it again. The girl's eyes were big and piercing, like some kind of feline animal, with a face that was not afraid of anything.

Although she is beautiful, she is nothing more than a "beautiful and unruly young lady". In addition to her father-in-law who will come to trouble, if he marries her, Nagasawa can foresee how miserable his future will be without imagining.

In contrast, the situation of Oonako is much better. Although his younger brother Aizawa Masamuni has no extraordinary ability to handle affairs, he has been working diligently for the team, and his relationship with him is not bad on weekdays. There is no conflict and no threat.

More importantly, at this age, women usually no longer have unrealistic fantasies like princesses—from Aizawa's description, Nagasawa can more or less understand Naoko's way of life, smart and Beautiful women always know what they want. Marriage is just a form to show others, just like myself, just for the smoother progress of private activities in the future.

So it seems like a good idea to marry her.

Seeing that Nagasawa didn't respond for a long time, Aizawa thought that his proposal was too embarrassing.

That being the case, today's topic has to be given up.

"Si Ping, come practice swords with me, we haven't competed for a long time," Aizawa stood up and folded his arms and looked at the sky, muttering to himself, "If only I could be this calm every day..."

After handing over the work with his colleagues on duty, Ito went out of the ward to check on the patients he had admitted.

Although the expression on his face was the same as usual, everyone passing by could clearly feel the constant low pressure on his body.

After arriving at the orthopedic ward, the young man in a car accident who was admitted not long ago was sleeping soundly.

After all, it is a young man whose resilience is as tenacious as an earthworm.The danger is gone, the wound is fine, the rest is the problem of broken bones.

It's just that according to this situation, at least I have to lie down for several months.

It doesn't look like this at all...

Ito thought of the young man seeing himself for the first time when he woke up, his expression was so stupid, he would think that the people they resembled must have something wrong with their eyes.

"Oh, you're here!" The voice outside the door pulled Ito's thoughts back, "It's so early today!"

That night, the young man who had been taught a lesson by Koichi Ito entered the house with a travel bag.

"Well," Ito nodded, "the wound heals quickly."

"In this way, I can leave with peace of mind..." The young man looked at the person on the bed with a disappointed expression, "Afterwards, A Liang's family will take over to take care of him... They found out about this a few days ago, and a group of people came to surround him I was so busy, and I had to stay and watch. At that moment, I felt that I was redundant...

"With such a mood and such an identity, it is impossible for me to stand uprightly beside him... Maybe what you said that day was right."

Ito listened to the young man's rambling, without interrupting or comforting him, not because he was indifferent, but because he was powerless.

Why can't he understand the mood of the young people, this is the sorrow of these people, but even he himself has no convincing words to comfort himself.

"Ito-sensei seems to be in a worse mood..."

"I don't know what the man said to him."

"Hey, too loud and you'll be heard!"

……

After coming out of the ward, the interns who had been following Ito whispered.

The interns in this period are really bad. Not only is their professional level low, but they also like to chatter in groups, causing headaches. In comparison, Yayoi is much better, but that guy...

Thinking of Aiba, Ito's face darkened by three points, and the intern's heart naturally became more heavy, and they will report in groups later, hoping not to hit the muzzle, everyone prayed in their hearts.

"Hey, Ryosuke-kun! You seem to be in a bad mood today too!"

When passing the overpass, someone came forward to greet him, and he was able to talk to Ito in such a state without fear, this person was naturally——

"Teacher Futian!" The interns seemed to see a savior.

"Oh, how are you all!" Fukudagawa responded with a smile, and then turned his gaze back to Ito's face, "Have you not slept lately, the dark circles under your eyes are heavy, do you want to have a drink after get off work?"

"Thank you, no need." Ito replied with a cold face.

"Hey, it's boring..." Fukuda made faces at the interns to express his dissatisfaction, and then seemed to think of something, "Ah, by the way, I seemed to see someone waiting for you when I passed by your office. I didn't see it clearly, but I brought a bodyguard-like person with me...Hey, Ryosuke-kun, you are borrowing usury outside, right?"

"What nonsense..." Ito glanced sideways, "I don't need to sum up today, you go back to the department and continue to help."

"Yes, you have worked hard!" Everyone seemed to be forgiven.

After saying goodbye to the interns and Fukuda, Ito returned to the office alone.

"What are you doing here again this time?" After he entered the room, the bodyguard tactfully withdrew and closed the door.

"Yesterday, I happened to see a collar clip that suits you very well... Didn't you say you gave it away?" Nagasawa turned his head to the side of the table, as if urging the other party to open it quickly.

"I'm not the man you keep."

"Still thinking about what happened that day? You have such a small mind!"

Ito ignored Nagasawa's teasing, and kept a certain distance from the other party indifferently. Nagasawa sighed when he saw this, and stepped forward to caress the person's cheek.

"Let's make up, don't fight anymore... I will be tired if you always play your temper like this."

The man's expression was gentle and confusing, and Ito felt that he was about to be deceived like this.

Forget it, anyway, his principles are useless to Nagasawa.As long as the opponent drops a little feed, he will take the bait without hesitation.

So, as if presumptuous, Ito kissed the other's lips.

The author has something to say:

Obviously there are many things I want to say, but at this time, I can't write anything.

The end of this chapter should be a gorgeous H, but the author has no way to write, and probably will not write H in the future. Does it mean that the older people are, the more they will pay attention to spiritual communication?

That's all for today!

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When I edited the next day, I found that it was always easy to ignore many details when I was writing, such as time and season.Ito ran to the Nagasawa apartment in the pattering rain. I think it should be spring, and the sudden light rain is most common in spring.

Ah, when it comes to time, it reminds me of Christmas.On Christmas Eve, our vice president wore elk antlers and went to the ward with several nurses to distribute apples. It felt very warm.On Christmas the next day, the emergency doctor downstairs pretended to be Santa Claus and gave gifts to every child who came to the hospital. This kind of plot is very cute, hahahaha, I will use it when it develops to Christmas, if I can remember words