next stop king

Blossom.

Year by year.

Although I don't know if there are any regrets in this life, but at least... what I should do and want to do, I have almost done it.In the past few decades from birth to old age, there have been ups and downs and hardships.but!Just like what Teacher Qingyi said when he passed away.

My whole life - no regrets!

Yes!

I, Tokugawa Ieko, have no complaints or regrets in this life! !

As the heartfelt and narration-like voice gradually fell, the sound of raindrops coming from the channels on both sides of the TV also became louder and louder with the mournful music.

Watching the figure on the screen fall slowly, staring intently at the picture of the raindrops hitting his forehead and sliding down his cheeks into his clothes.

Although everyone who saw this scene couldn't help their eyes getting wet and choked up, this person was doomed not to be able to respond to their calls, and was doomed not to be able to respond to their desire for him to wake up again.

"Oku", Tokugawa Iemitsu.

No matter how reluctant the audience who supported this drama was, no matter how nostalgic they were for the characters in the drama, as the figure on the screen became more and more blurred in the rain, they had to say that the moment of parting had come.

……

In the spacious, tidy, brightly lit Japanese room of about [-] square meters, although it is more than December, the temperature is already very low.However, the white-haired old man sitting in this room and kneeling in the middle of the room still insisted on opening the sliding door leading to the corridor facing the yard.

Just watch him look up at the TV not far away from time to time, and then look down at the blue-gray exquisite tea set in his hand.Obviously unable to concentrate and didn't know what he was thinking, but he still forced himself to listen to the familiar music over and over again, and vigorously wiped the bright as new tea set in his hand.

I don't know when...

No!Perhaps from the day the child on the TV screen left him, his heart——has been unable to calm down.

"There are Aoiwa Mori, Sora Sanada, Tadaki Mori, Ryosuke Karuguchi. Plus Shuichi Mori and Ren Tsuruga who never give up once they make a move! There are three generations of the Mori family, old, middle-aged and young. Special."

The old man who was kneeling in the middle of the room and playing with the utensils in his hands sighed and said this with a wry smile on his face, noticing that the CD of the finale of "Da Ao" has been played, he just wanted to go over and collect the things his grandson gave him stand up.The sound of footsteps coming from the corridor leading to other rooms on the other side of the room made him stop his movements, straighten his back as usual, and at the same time turn his gaze to the entrance of the room, he sat down on the old seat with his body intact. .

Then, the next second.

Following the footsteps in the corridor, they stopped at the door, and with a swipe, the door was pulled open.A familiar figure who had been with him for more than 30 years walked into the room, closed the door, looked at him in surprise, raised his eyebrows and opened his mouth to make a sound.

"Qingyan? Didn't you just say that you are tired and going to rest? Why now..."

"Leave me alone! Let me ask you, have all the boys and grandsons of your family gone back?"

"They? Yes, they have all gone back."

While answering the question of Aosen Aoiwa, the tall old man with short gray hair walked to the TV with a smile, turned off the TV, took out the CD, put away his things and sat opposite his partner.

Looking at his eyes that looked like his own hands, he moved the tea set between the two to the side.He took his hands and took away the glamorous teacup in his hand. When their eyes met each other and entered their own field of vision, a feeling of clarity, a feeling that only each other was familiar with, instantly and quickly appeared. spread among them.

"Qingyan, what are you worried about?"

"Worried?! But! Ridiculous! Who, who said I was worried?!"

You Sen Qingyan, who was grabbed by someone who wanted to slap but didn't want to slap, stared at him, and the corners of his eyes full of signs of time even stared at the old man opposite him, and at the same time he slammed upwards fiercely.

"No, don't think that when you worked in the Police Department when you were young, you can see the status of everything at a glance. Although I have Sen Qingyan, I called early to inform those who have nothing to come today, but it is definitely not for the sake of When you bring that guy back on the brat's birthday, make trouble for him!"

"And that guy in Zhongqing who is obsessed with children! The reason why he is not here tonight is definitely not my problem. Everyone knows that when that guy leaves that muscle stick, he will devote himself to the company, career, and arrive……"

"Okay, okay, I, Sanada Soraichi, have been with you for more than 30 years, can I still not understand you? Your duplicity, self-willed temper that you don't admit if you are not caught, is just a few years ago. It's just me."

Shaking his head dumbfounded, he moved his hands to his arms, and within a second, Sora, whose calm personality was completely different from Arimori Aoiwa, had already embraced the opposite body into his arms.

Patting him on the back lightly to comfort him like decades ago, leaning his nose against his neck to smell the faint tea fragrance like when we first met.Although it was true that he hugged and hugged him when they met for the first time because of an accident, this stable and long relationship that lasted for decades is indeed the thing that he cherishes the most in the latter half of his life.

"Qingyan, in fact, the child Xiuyi...Qing! Qingyan!?"

Just as he was about to comfort him with his partner for the rest of his life in his arms, Sanada Soraichi suddenly felt something slip through the gap between his belt and the lapel of the kimono.

Judging from the feeling, the cold temperature and shape are a hand.Judging from the way that hand slid down against his waist, its purpose is obviously very impure!

Just when he seemed to feel something and instantly understood the purpose of the man in his arms, his body suddenly froze and his arms exerted force, and his old heroic face turned into a push, either retreating or not. up.

"Hold me? You old man who doesn't change his lust will continue to hug me? This is how you succeeded last time. Do you want to do the same trick again this time?!"

"No, no, no! No! Qingyan, listen to me, I, Sanada Kongichi, can swear by the foundation of our Sanada family, this time I really just want Ann... Oh!! No, don't pinch there! No, no! "

"Oh--!!"

The key lies in the opponent, he has no life.

Didn't he just do something meaningful when we took a shower together last month? Why did this guy return it to him in less than half a month? !

Although he was in his late sixties, his body was still strong and powerful.But the most terrible place is pinched by someone, even a man has no way to resist!And the heating in the room is sufficient and you won't feel cold even if you wear unlined clothes?If he had known that it would become like this, he would rather wrap himself tightly inside and outside, and never give this vengeful and self-willed guy this chance!

Being caught at the vital point, unable to resist the old man whose whole body was spread on Yousen Qingyan, he wanted to cry without tears, so he could only groan for a long time and a short time in the other party's hands, and let him go when he had enough fun.

Leaning on the opponent, the belt gradually loosened in the helpless struggle.When his whole desire was fully raised, and his kimono fell to the ground to reveal his solid body, the thought of wanting the other party to stop had already flown to nowhere.

"Qing, Qingyan you."

"Kong Yi, these wounds on his body..."

"Will it still hurt?"

Looking at the lover whose clothes slipped off in front of him, his arms propped behind him, his legs spread apart and his body fell backwards, You Sen Qingyan remained silent for a long time.The fingers swam along the texture of the old man's body in front of him, and the fingertips also swept knife marks and bullet holes between the bumps.

Although I heard him talk about the origin of these wounds when I first did that kind of thing with him decades ago.But no matter how long he looked at it and how many times he touched it, he would still thank the gods for not letting accidents separate them after they met.

I still remember that time, the bullet almost hit his heart and killed him.

If he hadn't experienced such a near-death experience, how could this guy who has always insisted on his own opinion listen to persuasion and retire to other departments to spend his old age in peace?

Since they met in their early thirties, ten years, 20 years, 30 years.Although they are all old, they are no longer young.But as long as he is there, my heart will always be at peace.

"Qingyan, what are you?"

Naturally, when you are older, your abilities are not comparable to those when you were young. When you stopped in the hands of your lover, your desire gradually faded and completely softened, Sanada Soraichi opened his eyes strangely and looked at it suspiciously. .

Just, what did he see?

The sight of the wound on his body, the fingertips stuck to the pitted scar on his chest.

It turned out that no matter when, the man in front of him never for a moment forgot the danger that almost separated them.

I still remember that they were in their 40s, and I still remember that it was the first time he got angry and appeared in front of his family and colleagues regardless of his own opposition.

More than ten years have passed in such a hurry. Looking back carefully, it seems that it was precisely because of that incident that he made up his mind, told his family and friends, and accepted this rare "luck" .

"Qingyan, I'm fine, I'm really fine."

"I will listen to your words to stay away from danger, pay attention to your body, and pay attention to health preservation. I will listen to your words and hand over the family business to my son, and my grandson will not work hard on my own. I will always stay at the Yumori family and live with you by your side .Even if we are destined to grow old and die, I will leave later than you to rest your heart."

"Zhongqing is my other son, and Xiuyi is my most beloved grandson. As long as there are you and them... No matter how many outsiders don't understand, I, Sanada Soraichi, are destined to have no regrets."

He pulled up the clothes under his body and put them on quickly. With one hand, he pressed the fingers attached to the wound to his chest, and with the other hand, he wrapped his arms around his lover's waist to narrow the distance between them.

Passing each other's body temperature, feeling the breath close at hand.Involuntarily looking into his own eyes from the opposite side, he saw the reflections of their respective youths.

From the first meeting when I was in my 30s, to the first quarrel, the first holding hands, and the first kiss.

From comforting each other in their 40s, unilaterally fearing that family members and colleagues would know about it, to being pointed at the tip of the nose by the other party and threatening him to separate if he didn't take care of himself.

Then, at the age of 50 or 60, just live in peace and stability.

Although those stupid sons and boys in the family didn't understand very much, but the old head of the Sanada family, Sanada Soraichi, still wanted to say it.In his life, he was lucky enough to have such an unforgettable relationship with Yousen Qingyan, the old head of the Yousen family...

Doomed.

No complaints or regrets! !

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