[SD Doujin Xianliu] Song of the Years

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When Xiandao was about to get up, he found something sitting on it, which startled him, subconsciously lowered his head to look, and saw that Rukawa's ankle was in a daze for a moment.

Rukawa seemed to be suffering from sitting pain. He opened his eyes and looked at him, but within two seconds, he fell asleep again, unshakeable.

Xiandao couldn't help laughing, reaching out to rub his head.

It had been a long time since he had seen what a foolish boy in a daze looked like.

Rukawa's hair was very soft, the temperature was not high, and the throbbing pulse in his temple was telling him everything.

His Rukawa really came back.

I heard Zebei said that you decided to go back to Japan?

Yes.

Have you really thought it through?

Ok.

Think about it again, have you read the letter I asked Zebei to bring to you?

I see, thank you.

Even so, do you have to go?

Yes, thank you very much for your care during this time.

That's it... If this is your wish, then I will respect you, but I still hope you think about it, after all, you know this time...

Meow~~!

Rukawa opened his eyes, and Yakuza tilted his head to stare at him, screaming intermittently.

Hungry to find my mother.

Meow meow.

Rukawa scratched his head, yawned and sat up, the bed was already empty, and Xiandao didn't know when to leave the door.

There was a black wallet lying on the head of the bed, which depended on the dismembered alarm clock. Rukawa reached out to grab it, opened it, and subconsciously recited an idiot.

Xiandao kept his entire wallet, which was full of documents and pens, and some cash.

Recalling the dream he had just now, Rukawa decided to feed the underworld first.

The underworld still maintains many of their previous habits, and even the location of the supplies has not changed. Unsurprisingly, when he found the underworld rice bowl in the corner of the TV cabinet, Rukawa understood why the underworld has the appearance it has today. The cat bowl as big as Haiwan made him hesitate to pour the cat food.

Meow meow meow?

The underworld looked at the rations that were just below the bottom of the bowl with a blank expression, raised his head and yelled at Rukawa a few times.

Rukawa sat next to it with the bag of cat food in his hands, why did he eat so much.

Meow……

you are too fat.

When the underworld heard this, he whimpered and felt very wronged. He stretched out his claws and stirred it twice, and there was only a shallow layer at the bottom of the bowl.

Compared with the underworld, Xiandao seems to be slightly different. For example, Rukawa found that his room no longer looks as messy as before, the bathroom can also be kept dry, and even the knives in the kitchen are neatly arranged, which makes Rukawa feel incredible. His Rukawa was extremely relieved that the stinky disease was cured within a year without any medicine, and he gave up the idea of ​​cleaning up Xiandao's house, and prepared to change his clothes and go out to exercise.

The underworld, who was still eating, suddenly followed and circled around his feet.

Meow meow meow meow.

Rukawa wondered what the underworld would call him for no reason, but before he finished wondering, something fell from the top of the closet door as soon as he opened it, which caught Ruchuan off guard.

Rukawa touched the face that was hit, but it didn't hurt. He looked down, hey!

A quilt!

Rukawa raised his eyes and looked up, there was a pillow stuffed randomly in the top cabinet, obviously it hadn't been used for a long time, and it smelled musty.

Rukawa suddenly understood something.

Xiandao called Rukawa at noon and asked him if he had eaten, if he didn't eat, if he was going to cook, if he did, could he bring a copy for him.

what.

I can't go back at noon, I always eat here.

No.

Why not, I didn't bring a bento.

Rukawa is angry at the bucket full of clothes just out of the washing machine at his feet, are you an idiot?

ah?The way of immortality is unclear.

You haven't changed at all!

Huh?Immortal Dao is puzzling, I haven't changed... Isn't it great?

Rukawa's swollen face was pointed at the microphone, it's very good, your house is very clean.

Xiandao is obviously very proud of the results he has specially cleaned up. Of course, I will also improve.

……

Don't you see it?I can now distinguish the types of knives.

If it wasn't for the untouched labels on the knives, the stinky socks entangled in the drawer, the scarves under the cushions, the dirty clothes piled up randomly in the cabinet, and those empty hairspray bottles , lying all over the glove cabinet in the bathroom, he really believed in the evil of immortality.

Xiandao obviously didn't know that his old den had been turned upside down by Rukawa, so he was quite happy, and started ordering food as soon as he opened his mouth.

It's my turn to rest in another hour. I want to eat beef rice bowl, two fried eggs, ah... rice cake soup, and fried shrimp.

……

You won't reject me, will you?

Rukawa gave up discussing what kind of pig Xiandao belonged to, and he discovered the reason for the sharp increase in the appetite of the underworld. The animal resembles a master type. As early as in Kanagawa, its diet was the same as that of Xiandao.

Ok.

Then I want two more dumplings!

Rukawa hung up the phone with a snap.

Qian Dao met Xiandao again in the tea room. This was the fourth time she had met after she was in the department of Xiandao. She heard that the sales department was very busy recently, so she saw here every time she had a meal, gobbling up the bento Xiandao, it's just that something looks different this time.

Senior is finally willing to take good care of his body!

what?

Qian Dao smiled at him, it was rare to see the senior with a big appetite.

Xiandao only eats half-price bento. This is something that almost everyone who knows him knows. Most people can't understand. No one will mention the reason.

How come, I have always had a good appetite.

Qiandao noticed that Xiandao was holding a handbag that seemed to be used for lunch, and was a little curious. The logo of the shoe store was printed on it, which was obviously not the packaging of a convenience store.

Hey, did senior make today's bento by himself?

Sendou grinned when he heard that, do I look like a chef?

From his smile, Qiandao saw the feeling of deja vu, about his cat, about the changes in his wife's expression towards him.

Senior's wife is back?

how do you know?

Qian Dao said that it is no wonder that the food has improved, but it is different if someone takes care of it.

Xiandao nodded again and again, deeply agreeing, my wife's craftsmanship is amazing!I have never had a better meal than his.

You are so easy to be attacked, Senior Immortal!

Ah ha ha, why are you attacking me? You just need to find a boyfriend too.

Qian Dao fell silent, and stood there quietly holding tea for a while.

In fact, I am very envious of my predecessors...

what?

Qian Dao thought about it, shook his head, it was nothing, he was envious of the senior who could eat such a delicious meal.

Immediately, Xiandao overflowed with pride, stopped talking, and continued to fight hard.

Qian Dao has never seen Xiandao eating so seriously. She used to think that when Xiandao eats, it is better to call it survival than eating. The edible range is blocked, and it is estimated that there is not even a lunch box left.

In fact, I am very envious of my senior's wife, who can cook for the person she likes with her own hands.

Qian Dao spent the whole afternoon subconsciously recalling the words that he almost blurted out before, and he was stunned for a while, finally sighed silently, packed his things and left work.

When Xiandao was about to go home, he realized that something was wrong. He had no money for a ride.

After searching all the pockets on his body, Xiandao was sure that the money was gone. He remembered that there was enough fare in his trouser pocket when he went out, and there was still fifty yen left for a round trip. How could he still lose it?

After much deliberation, Xiandao still called Rukawa.

what.

Come pick me up.

……

Xiandao smiled embarrassedly, so Rukawa acted like a fool who could see him on the other end of the phone, he must have done some stupid things.

I lost my car money.

Rukawa said in his heart that sure enough, the banknotes that Xiandao had been ruined by the washing machine in those years suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Just say you're an idiot.

Xiandao couldn't refute, he was already a good young man in his twenties, but he didn't even keep a few notes.

You can't... Blame me, the thief is too rampant...

Rukawa listened to his underestimation, his voice was not loud but it was funny, an idiot is an idiot, even when he grows up.

Where are you.

Right where I work, the main entrance.

Oh?

Oh what do you mean.

I saw a fool standing there who looked just like you, and it was really you.

Huh?

Xiandao raised his eyes subconsciously, unexpectedly.

Under the stop sign across the road, Rukawa smiled slightly.