The man rescued from Kabukicho

The drug wore off and consciousness gradually returned.

Cilang, who hadn't woken up yet, felt the long-lost warmth first in his dreamlike trance.

It was almost like being hugged.

How can this be?

Cilang subconsciously immediately denied this situation.

No one will hug him, no matter how much he desires in his heart.

Needless to say, the lonely life from being imprisoned to being released from prison, but before that, it was the period of dating with his ex-girlfriend.

That is a woman who doesn't like tenderness, and even resists daily hugs, which is very different from ordinary women.

At that time, Cilang thought that she had such an independent and strong personality, and out of respect and love, he chose to endure his desire to be close to his lover. Later, he realized that it was because she didn't like him that she resisted to that extent.

Cilang and her are college classmates, since they dated in their junior year, they haven't even hugged for more than one minute.

Therefore, even if Cilang has not woken up at this moment, he can judge that this is an illusion, and it is impossible for him to be hugged by someone.

Since childhood, Cilang envied those children who are held in the arms of their parents.

When he was a child, he couldn't understand why the kindergarten teachers would hug him kindly when he was obedient and hardworking.Even when waiting for the parents to pick him up after school, the parents of the classmates who played well would jokingly lift him up while saying "this little guy looks so good".

But my parents, even if Cilang begged, the father would only severely reprimand "boys are not allowed to act like a baby", while the mother should be gentler, she would smile aloofly, and as a comfort, stretch out her hand and gently pat Cilang's head.

This light pat, to Cilang, is the love from his mother that is cherished in his heart.

After entering primary school, you are no longer a child, and primary school teachers will naturally not get along with students as closely as kindergarten teachers.During the whole elementary school period, the only hug Cilang got was when he had a high fever and passed out in class, and was taken to the health room by the teacher who was in class at that time.

In high school, in order to be admitted to the prestigious school of his choice, Cilang studied hard while working hard on the school basketball team, and the schedule was extremely fulfilling.Although I had to squeeze out time to participate in social networking because of a friend's request, in fact, let alone love, I even gave up my hobby of painting.In this case, of course, it is impossible to hug anyone.

Looking back, the only time in my life I was hugged for a long time was when I was in junior high school...

In fact, it was not so much a hug as it was a very strange experience for Cilang to be embraced by the other party as a pillow.

That hug, to be honest, was very warm, even though the other party was in a deep sleep at the time, and most of his body was pressed against Ci Lang's body, which was very heavy.

It feels exactly the same as it does now.

exactly the same? !

Cilang woke up suddenly, in the faint warm yellow light of the night light, what he saw in front of him, whether it was the room that was obviously a Japanese room, or the arms that were clearly male around him, made despair sweep Cilang's mind instantly like a tornado reason.

This is, Kabukicho? !

Was he not rescued?

Desperation and panic completely controlled Cilang, and there was only one thought in his mind, and that was that he had to escape.

He had no reason at all, and even seemed to hear himself making an inhuman scream, his mind was in chaos, and he just desperately wanted to escape.

However, in fact, he was still in a state of loss of voice at this time, unable to make any sound, he was struggling silently.

And his struggle was firmly restrained by the man hugging him.

This made Cirou panic even more.

"calm."

A male voice that was clearly not an old man reminded Cirou of the last person he saw before he passed out, and suddenly stopped fighting.

Although still trembling, still in a state of panic and short of breath, Jirou tried to calm down, and shifted his gaze to the face of the man who was hugging him forcefully.

It's Ijiin Kazumi.

It's really Ijuin Kazuomi.

He was rescued.

...but what is the situation now?

For a moment, Cirou seemed to lose all strength to resist, and the next moment he became nervous again.

No matter how you look at it, the current situation is not normal.

And think about it carefully, why would Yijiyuan Kazumi be willing to save himself?A worthless ex-convict like him is just a junior high school classmate who once met...

Cilang couldn't figure it out at all, or he didn't know how to think in his confused mind.

"Yijiyuan Kazumi," Cilang called out the man's name. He wanted to thank him and ask questions to clarify the situation, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that he couldn't make any sound at all.

He frantically reached out to touch his neck.

How could this be?

What happened to his voice?Could it be because of the injected drug?

If he can no longer speak, his hard-won convenience store job will also be lost.

Without wages, there is no money to buy food, let alone pay rent, and his life will be destroyed again.

Cilang, who was about to fall into despair again, heard Ijiin Kazumi calmly say: "After the inspection, the remaining medicine in your body can be metabolized naturally, and there will be no problems. The loss of voice is due to psychological reasons. After a while, it should be able to recover. "

This made Jiro calm down.

checked?

Cilang remembered that when he was in junior high school, he heard from Yijiyuan Kazumi that the Yijiyuan consortium started as a private hospital.

That is to say, the other party not only took him away from Kabukicho, but also took him to the hospital for an examination. Realizing that he had caused a lot of trouble to Ijuin Kazumi, Jiro immediately felt ashamed.

Then he realized that although he was once a classmate, the current situation between himself and the person in front of him is very different.

Both are 30-year-old men, but they have a world-like class gap.

Even the 13-year-old Jiro must not have imagined that in the future, he would be escorted to Kabukicho by a lending company to accompany him in drinks!

The cruel comparison of reality made Cilang feel as if he had been scolded. His mind cleared up, and his revived self-esteem made his heart feel even more ashamed.

It was also at this time that he realized that he had been hugged by Yijiyuan Kazumi the whole time.

This is, this is not right.

"Don't move."

Yijiin Kazumi seemed to be a little impatient, and his voice was tired and sleepy, which made Cilang dare not move any more.

Yijuin Kazumi glanced at the timer on the bedside, then looked down at Jiro, and said briefly: "It's three o'clock in the morning, this is the Yijuin mansion, you have to get up early. You have many questions to ask, but I don't have time right now. Leave everything for tomorrow. Now, I need you to be quiet, can you do that?"

Before he finished speaking, Ci Lang heard someone asking respectfully outside the door: "Master Hechen, I seem to have heard a commotion?"

Yijiyuan Kazumi replied coldly: "It's okay."

"Yes." The man left in response.

The title of Master Kazumi made Cilang somewhat understand the meaning of what Yijuin said just now, "this is the Yijuin mansion". This must be the kind of consortium mansion where Yijuin's parents lived.

But why did you bring yourself to such a place?

Knowing that he was in the mansion of Yijiyuan made Cilang even more confused.

At this time, Cilang heard Yijiyuan Kazumi ask again: "Can it be done?"

Ijuin's voice was colder and more mature than in junior high school, with a convincing and one-sided power.

Perhaps because of this, Cirou nodded reflexively.

However, Jiro didn't think he had the room to refuse anything in front of Ijuin.

Because it was Yijuin who rescued him from the edge of the cliff.

Ijiin Kazuomi: "Very good."

Then, Yijiin Kazumi bent down and hugged Cirou tightly again, and fell into a deep sleep before Cilang could react.

Ci Lang, who was treated as a pillow for the second time in his life, could only stare at Ye Deng stiffly.

He smelled a light fragrance, and he didn't know if it was bath products or bedding detergent. This made Cilang realize that he was not wearing the bathrobe now, but something comfortable, probably pajamas style underwear.It also seems to have a refreshing feeling after taking a bath.But he couldn't move, and he couldn't confirm it.

what on earth is it?

The warm yellow light of the night lamp was very faint, but it was still enough for Jiro to see the difference clearly when he thought for a moment that he had returned to that nightmarish Japanese room.

This bedroom is plain and elegant, and you can only see it if you look carefully. It cannot be called an orthodox Japanese-style Japanese room, but a combination of Western and Japanese styles. The furniture is not clear, but it vaguely feels that there are neat edges and corners, inexplicably majestic, similar to Kabukicho The gorgeous Japanese room is the complete opposite.

I don't know how long it has passed, the drowsiness caused by too many things that night has struck again, so that Cilang's spirit has to relax, and he no longer forces himself to open his eyes.

And the somewhat familiar, warm and heavy hug made Cilang slowly recall the brief encounter with Ijuin Kazumi in junior high school.

The first time they met was on the school rooftop.