The man rescued from Kabukicho

Suddenly asked about his opinion on hot springs, Jiro could only give a vague answer like "Not bad?"

Yijiyuan didn't continue the topic of hot springs, put on his gloves again and walked out, apparently ready to go to work.

Cilang noticed that it was usually Fengzao's mother-in-law who brought Yijiyuan to the door, but now Fengzao's mother-in-law was still busy in the kitchen, as if she didn't know that Yijiyuan was going out at this moment.

Then should he be sent to Ijuin?

Cilang was still thinking in his mind, but in action he had already followed Yijiyuan to the entrance.

Yijuin: "I'm going out."

This greeting was still Yijuin's usual indifferent tone, but the tone was not important at all.

Such a simple and ordinary greeting, in fact, not everyone can hear it at home.

Because saying hello like this when going out means that there is not only one person alone at home, but someone who wakes up together in the morning, whether it is a parent or a lover, in short, it is a family with a harmonious relationship. They will have breakfast together and send each other out.

It represents the dream that Cilang has been yearning for for a long time but has been unable to realize - a home.

At this moment, hearing Yijiyuan's greeting, Cilang felt as if his dream had come true, so he smiled subconsciously, and said skillfully as if he had practiced many times: "Be careful on the road."

Yijiyuan turned around to look at him, and replied in a low voice: "Okay."

A peaceful and peaceful joy welled up in Ci Lang's heart.

He suddenly heard his steady heartbeat, the powerful pulsation in his chest, pumping blood throughout his body, as if clearly declaring to him: You are alive.

Yes, Cilang pressed the palm of his right hand to his chest, he was still alive and felt the joy.

It's great to stick with it.

The future is not hopeless.

There are already many things to thank Ijuin, and this short conversation was also joined by Jiro.Although there is no need to confess such trivial feelings to Yijuin, the feeling of gratitude should not be lacking.

When Ciro returned to the kitchen, he found that Granny Fengzao was putting the cleaned bento box into the draining basket.

"Want to go out?"

"Yes, the bento box hasn't been used for a long time, so clean it first." Fengzao said with a smile, "It's time for Mr. Cilang to re-examine, especially the drug metabolism status and vocal cords. It would be great if you can confirm that there is nothing wrong. So I will go to Yijiyuan in the morning A private hospital, that is the origin of the Yijiyuan consortium."

Ci Lang hurriedly said, "I've caused you trouble."

"Nothing."

Cilang recalled the documents that Yijiyuan had shown him, which mentioned that Yijiyuan started as a private hospital.Since Granny Fengzao said it was the origin, then they are going to the hospital that Yijiyuan's family first opened, that is, the hospital where Granny Fengzao was the director?

The night Ijuin rescued him from Kabukicho, he was taken to the hospital in a coma for examination. Since today is a reexamination, it must be the same hospital.

I don't know what kind of place it is.

The origin of this statement is very contemporary.If this private hospital has not been rebuilt, it should indeed be some pure ancient buildings since the beginning of Yijiyuan?

To prepare the bento for lunch, Granny Kazezao seasoned and marinated the meat in advance, and Jiro rolled up his sleeves to help wash the vegetables.

Suddenly Ting Fengzao's mother-in-law smiled sharply and asked: "Mr. Cilang seems to be in a very good mood."

"Ah," Cirou was embarrassed to admit, he responded vaguely, and awkwardly changed the subject and asked, "Well, Granny Kazezao, Yijuin just asked me about the hot spring hotel, why did you suddenly ask me this?"

Fengzao's mother-in-law curled her lips, she didn't expose him, and she didn't ask any questions, she explained along the way: "The young master is almost open all year round, before Christmas, he will take two or three days off to rest at the hot spring hotel in Karuizawa. This is the young master's habit."

"I see."

Thinking of the email that the Christmas schedule was confirmed that he received yesterday, it doesn't matter whether he thinks the hot spring hotel is good or not, in fact he has already decided to go, Cirou can't laugh or cry.

Moreover, if it is before Christmas, today is the 20th, so it will be two days?

Although he will have no objection, he has the consciousness to be an accompanying pillow.But Yijiyuan's style is very capricious.Cirou thought helplessly.

Feng Zao's mother-in-law said with concern: "Is there any worry, Mr. Ci Lang?"

"No," Cilang shook his head and smiled, and asked casually, "Does Yijiyuan like it very much?"

This time it was Changfengzao's mother-in-law who was vague, and said ambiguously, "Well~"

She didn't explain in detail, and Cilang didn't ask further.

In the morning, Fengzao's mother-in-law explained to Cilang the supply process to maintain the daily operation of the villa.

For example, which supplier should deliver all kinds of high-end ingredients that Yijiyuan prefers, the bedding for the master bedroom should be replaced by a foreign brand every six months, and how many days should the backup power supply of the villa be checked? But the classification table sorted out by Youfengzao's mother-in-law is also clear at a glance.

Although the size of this villa is not that exaggerated, the lifestyle of Yijiyuan is not too exaggerated. Rather than being luxurious, it is better to say that the daily requirements are extremely fine and the pursuit of comfort, so the daily operation is not a small amount.

Cirou is almost used to the disparity between the rich and the poor as in Yijiyuan. Looking at the price list, what he thought was that this is probably equivalent to not sleeping in a non-high-end cat litter for famous cats.

Stop, Cilang warned himself not to carry out this delusion again.

When it was almost ten o'clock, Fengzao's mother-in-law neatly prepared a lunch box, and while notifying the bodyguards to arrange a car, she asked Cilang to put on a thick coat and prepare to go to the hospital.

Cirou was wearing the old clothes that Ijuin gave him in the morning. He said they were old clothes, but in fact this bluish-gray woolen coat looked like new clothes from a shopping mall. Official atmosphere, old-fashioned style bought with salary.

This reminded Cilang that when he joined the company after graduating from university, in order not to look awkward in a first-class company where everyone wears famous brands, he had to save money on food and money. He even went to the bookstore to study popular magazines. Only then did I cruelly buy myself a few famous brand classics that can be matched in multiple seasons.

I didn't expect that the young master of a consortium like Yijiyuan would have a similar experience, although the truth is quite different.

This is indeed a woolen jacket that is not fancy at all. The color is a steady blue-gray, and the buttons are also well-behaved four-eye round buttons. There is a burn mark the size of a grain of rice on the left sleeve elbow. Yijiyuan said that he worked overtime overnight at that time and went to rest. When the district was refreshed by the wind, the colleague who smoked beside him accidentally burned it.

Jiro didn't think it was stuffy, it wasn't heavy but warm enough, it was a good coat.

Moreover, Yijiyuan bought it with the salary of the first job, which is very meaningful, otherwise Yijiyuan would not keep the coat with scald marks, right?Yijuin lent it to himself so generously, Cirou decided to use it carefully and never damage it.

The car waiting outside the gate was a white Porsche that Cilang had never seen before, not that exaggerated Rolls Royce, which made him heave a sigh of relief.Although I am not qualified to be picky, the Phantom is too eye-catching anyway.

While riding in the car, Cilang was still a little uneasy, and tried his best not to show it.He didn't know if Granny Fengzao really didn't notice, or if she pretended not to notice gently, but no matter what, Cilang was very grateful.

Most of the private hospitals that ordinary people come into contact with are small private specialized clinics that can be seen everywhere, such as ophthalmology clinics, dermatology clinics, gastroenterology clinics, etc., which are small in scale but very convenient.

The Yijiyuan private hospital in front of me is obviously a large general hospital. Whether it is an electronic process or a brand-new building complex with high-end configuration, it has nothing to do with the ancient buildings Cilang thought of.

After hearing Cilang's words, Fengzao's mother-in-law laughed: "How can a hospital use ancient buildings? You don't know how many bacteria are hidden. Of course they were overthrown and rebuilt."

Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed the case, but he didn't expect such a simple truth, Cilang felt a little ashamed.

Fengzao's mother-in-law said that the only thing left in the early hospital is the grassy slope of the surgical inpatient department.

Ci Lang listened carefully to Feng Zao's mother-in-law's introduction. At this time, they went to the department for reexamination under the leadership of the hospital staff.

There were medical staff passing by on the road, and the younger ones just passed by, but a middle-aged doctor, who was followed by several interns, hurried past while cursing, turned back, bowed deeply to Granny Fengzao, and said respectfully : "Dean Fengzao, long time no see. How can I help you?"

The interns who were scolded just now shrunk their heads, all showed expressions of horror.

The corners of Fengzao's mother-in-law just curled up slightly, and she said calmly: "Yamada-kun has been promoted to the director? Well deserved, congratulations. I am no longer the dean, and today I am just following the order of the young master to accompany someone to review, so don't bother."

Hearing that it was the order of Ijiin Kazutomi, Director Yamada suddenly looked at the man beside Fengzao. Under his influence, those interns also looked at Jiro.

Ci Lang was suddenly stared at by these strangers, he remained calm on the surface, but his heart was beating wildly.

Especially an intern who thought he was gossiping with people around him in a low voice: "Beautiful boy, I always thought I saw it on TV. Is he a celebrity? Do you recognize him?"

The fear of being recognized swept Jirou in an instant.

Feng Zao cleared his throat displeased.

"Sorry to bother you." Director Yamada immediately understood what she meant, and bowed deeply again, "I would like to ask Feng Zao-sang to convey my greetings to the dean."

Feng Zao nodded slightly: "Yes."

Director Yamada left surrounded by interns.

Feng Zao's mother-in-law looked at Ci Lang worriedly: "Are you all right?"

Ci Lang forced himself to smile: "It's okay."

The next inspection went very smoothly, because it was an appointment made by Yiji Hospital, so there was no need to wait for any inspection, and all the departments involved had vacated manpower for Cilang.

This made Cilang feel very sorry, and tried his best to cooperate with the doctors so as not to waste their time too much.

During the last inspection, Fengzao's mother-in-law took care of the thin-skinned Cilang, and only let the hospital staff take Cilang into the department without following him.

Unexpectedly, Yijiyuan really arranged for a specialist examination, and Cilang was a little bit overwhelmed.

But deep down in his heart, he knew that his psychological state of reaction was not normal, so he didn't say anything to reject it.

The examiner for Cilang was an elderly doctor, very professional, and quite aware of the shame of ordinary people walking into this department. Cilang was a little uncomfortable at first, but under the mobilization of the doctor's atmosphere, he unconsciously accepted that this is a normal examination Correct understanding.

According to the test results, there is no problem in terms of organ function.

"So, how does Mochizuki-kun feel about himself?" The doctor asked with a relieved attitude like a normal chat, "If you don't feel bad, even if it's different from the 'general situation' you've heard, it's normal. "

Cilang thought about it carefully, he didn't care about the feeling.

He looked at the doctor, an elderly doctor with gray hair, with a tolerant attitude ready to listen at any time, and his eyes were full of encouragement.

Cilang couldn't help but whispered his inner thoughts at the moment: "Is there any way to make the reaction no longer appear? It doesn't matter if you take medicine with side effects. I don't want to have it anymore, and I don't need it."

As soon as the words came out, he himself showed astonishment, and said in a panic, "I'm not..."

The elderly doctor was also obviously taken aback, and then gently refused: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mochizuki. Today's examination for you is an order from the dean to confirm your health. Therefore, whether you are a doctor or a subordinate of the dean, I can't even tell you how to self-harm."

self harm?

He is really sick.

"Finding the problem is the beginning of treatment," the elderly doctor encouraged optimistically, "it will be fine."

When he walked out of the department, under the influence of the doctor, Cilang had recovered his emotions.

After all the inspections were over, it was just lunch time. Granny Fengzao took Cilang to the grassy slope of the surgical inpatient department with a lunch box with great interest.

Walking out of the back door of the inpatient department, people can understand why this grassy slope has been preserved to this day. The wide grassy slope can be used for patients to walk. There are six old pine trees scattered on both sides. The crowns are huge. They must have been planted for a long time and have a rare and handsome posture. Yi, the pine tree is a symbol of longevity, it is very precious.

Granny Kazezao and Jiro sat down on the bench and enjoyed the bento.

There are not many patients walking on the grass slope. In fact, the entire hospital does not have the overcrowded feeling of ordinary hospitals. This result is naturally the first-class price that matches the first-class medical resources.

The sun that is not dazzling but not warm shines on the grass slopes, making the greenery more vivid, which is especially valuable in winter.

"The weather is nice," Granny Fengzao looked at the grassy slope with emotion, "I used to smoke here when I was too busy."

Cirou almost choked his throat after taking a bite of the rice ball.

Fengzao mother-in-law and the word smoking don't go together no matter how you think about it, Cirou can't imagine how this elegant and neat old lady who always wears kimonos smokes.

Seeing Cilang's surprise, Feng Zao's mother-in-law covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Are you so surprised? It's normal to smoke a cigarette when you're tired from work. They in Yiji Hospital pay high salaries and squeeze them hard, especially for young doctors who have just been admitted to the hospital. Every year, there are those who are so busy that they collapse and resign, and I will show you the photos when I go back."

And photos?

Cilang looked forward to nodding: "Please be sure."

Feng Zao's mother-in-law laughed.

At this time, Cilang noticed that a tall male doctor was walking towards this side.

Granny Fengzao put down the bento box, stood up and faced the visitor, blocking Cilang behind her intentionally or unconsciously.

When the male doctor came in front of her, she nodded slightly and called him: "President Shinichiro Yijiin."

Is it Ijuin's elder brother?

Cilang also stood up quickly. Although he met once in the Yijiin mansion, Cilang was too nervous at the time and did not leave an impression.

"I heard that you brought guests here, so I came here to say hello. Good afternoon, Fengzao." Ijuin Shinichiro greeted him coldly, and looked at Jiro.

The mother-in-law nodded early, and said politely: "Hello, Mr. Shinichiro Ijiin."

The person in front of him is Yijuin's elder brother, and his face is indeed two points similar to Yijuin's.The elder brother's facial features are more vigorous, and belong to the deep-browed type among ordinary people, but they are still not as good as Yijiyuan.Although he is also a handsome man, he does not have the intimidating charm of Ijuin.

The tone is cold, and the brothers are also similar.Ijuin Shinichiro's voice was deeper and thicker, and it seemed as if he could feel chest resonance when listening to him.If it is said that Yijiin's voice has a magnetism that makes people unconsciously addicted, this brother's voice seems to be too magnetic.

Judging from the appearance, if Ijuin Shinichiro is better than Ijuin Kazuomi, it is height.

According to visual estimation, this elder brother is a little taller than Yijuin.

Does the Yijiin family have mixed blood genes?

Ijiin Shinichiro looked at Jiro, stayed there for a moment, and said to Fengzao, "Why does Kazumi let the guests wear old clothes from a few years ago?"

Feng Zao's mother-in-law said indifferently: "The boys are on good terms, let them be happy."

"You really dote on Kazumi as always," Ijuin Shinichiro said flatly without hearing the emotion.

Feng Zao's mother-in-law smiled standardly, but did not speak.

Shinichiro Yijiin looked at Jiro again, and said flatly, "He is under your care."

"Where," Cirou replied uncomfortably, "I'm the one who has trouble with Yijuin."

Ijuin Shinichiro didn't behave modestly according to the social rhetoric, but hummed in a vague way.

Feng Zao gave him a sharp look, but the elder brother left immediately.

"Has their brotherhood improved?"

Cilang expressed his doubts softly.

I heard from Fengzao's mother-in-law before that this elder brother has always been hostile to Yijiyuan.

But just now, the elder brother talked about the clothes from the standpoint of the elder brother, and he recognized the old clothes of Yijiyuan after a few glances. Aren't these the brothers who have a harmonious relationship? Performance?

Feng Zao's mother-in-law actually showed disdain, wanted to say something, but held back for a while, and finally said indifferently: "The loser is just wishful thinking to comfort himself."

This is enough to be merciless.

Ci Lang didn't dare to think about what she originally wanted to say.

If the relationship between Yijiyuan brothers is as bad as Fengzao's mother-in-law thinks, then the brother's behavior just now is really cruel to be described as "wishful thinking".

Cirou couldn't understand this person at all.

Shinichiro is the name of the eldest son who is immediately recognizable.Presumably, as soon as he was born, he carried the ardent expectations of his parents.

Thinking of Yijuin, Cirou felt that life is really difficult in its own way.

Granny Fengzao talked about the past fun in the courtyard, and the atmosphere became relaxed again.

Unknowingly, the topic turned to the composition of factions in the hospital, because Yiji Hospital's main family has been admitted to the School of Medicine of Dongda University. Under careful management, most of the doctors in the hospital are from Dongda University.

In recent years, although elites from Osaka University and Peking University have jumped over from other hospitals, there are only a few cases, and there is no climate. The hospital is still dominated by the East University Department, which is also one of the signs of the private hospital of Yiji Hospital.

The Yijiyuan private hospital itself is the signature of the Yijiyuan consortium.

Although Cilang listened carefully, his attitude was as if he was listening to an anecdote from an elder. After all, he didn't think it had anything to do with him, and the only worry he had was only about Yijuin personally, and he didn't realize that some content was not something that could be told to outsiders at all. .

Back at the villa in the afternoon, the bodyguard reported that an important person had sent a gift box.

The gift box is signed by Moriyama Yoichi.

Feng Zao's mother-in-law obviously didn't have a good impression of this person. She was so exquisite, but when she saw the signature on the gift box, she showed displeasure on her face.

She opened the gift box, and Cilang saw a pair of exotic blue wine glasses with an international gemstone appraisal certificate, which must be expensive.

So Cilang couldn't help being curious: "Yoichi Moriyama, who is it?"

"It was the Minister of Health, Labor and Welfare when the young master was working in Xiaguan," Granny Fengzao answered disapprovingly, motioned Cilang to follow her, and took the lead upstairs with the gift box in her arms. It's not bad, but he's an old man, and he's still a dirty man who can't control his pants."

Minister of Health, Labor and Welfare?

Cirou couldn't hide his astonishment.

For ordinary people like him, the cabinet ministers who are in charge of the two major affairs of the country's medical care and social security are giants in the political arena that can only be seen on TV.

Such a big guy was unceremoniously commented by Feng Zao's mother-in-law as an obscene man. Judging from Feng Zao's character, this comment would not be groundless.

It's just that the familiar combination of obscene and man, even though it doesn't point at himself, still makes Cirou feel uncomfortable. He tries not to think about what his ex-girlfriend said, but instead thinks, Moriyama Yoichi, the former Ijuin Boss, why did you give Yijuin a gift?

But the politician gave gifts to the chairman of the consortium, presumably he should not know the inside story. Although Cilang was curious, he chose to remain silent cautiously.

The large study room on the third floor is said to be the place where Yijiyuan is really used to read and collect books. Today is the first time Cilang stepped into it.

The door is unlocked with fingerprint + face, which makes Cilang feel like a treasure house in a movie. I can't help but imagine if there are secret doors, safes and various traps inside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the door, I really saw a Bogu rack with antiques that acted as a screen.

Fengzao's mother-in-law put the gift box containing the sapphire wine glass on the empty space of the ancient shelf at will.

?

Cirou was stunned.Didn't they come up and put the gift box in the multi-combined lock safe behind the secret door?Why is it so casually placed on the shelf as soon as you enter the door?

"The young master will arrange it himself. There are some things that I should not understand," Granny Fengzao explained, beckoning Cilang to follow, "There is a photo album for you to see."

Having said that, Cilang understood. Thinking of the photo mentioned by his mother-in-law Fengzao in the morning, Cilang followed her expectantly, walked around the Bogu shelf, and walked into the study.

This large study is indeed very spacious.

In particular, its layout is too plain. At first glance, except for books, it is all wood and white, and no high-tech products can be seen.

The three walls are made of wooden bookcases, and the tables and chairs are all comfortable and practical, without any exaggeration.

Granny Feng Zao found a photo album, flipped to the page in her memory, and handed it to Ci Lang: "Here."

Cilang took it, and there were two young women in the photo. His first glance was at the one in the white coat. His black hair was casually tied into a ponytail. He raised his eyebrows and looked directly at the camera. His eyes were unruly. It's hard to hide her beautiful appearance, she is an out-and-out beauty.

"Is this you?"

"Hmm. It's a photo from when I was a student at Dongdae University."

"You were beautiful then, too."

"Ah, you can really talk."

Feng Zao's mother-in-law had such a posture when she was young, and Ci Lang felt a sense of surprise but not surprise in his heart.If it was Miss Feng Zao in the photo, smoking a cigarette when she was tired from work, it would not be abrupt, it was simply a scenery.

"Who is this next to you?" Ci Lang asked.

Standing next to the young Granny Fengzao was a woman dressed as a young lady. She was wearing a long skirt and smiling softly, with a kind of ethereal beauty that did not touch the world.

Some details in her appearance reminded Jiro of Ijuin.

"It's Yijiyuan's grandmother," Fengzao Granny asked proudly, "is she a great beauty?"

It was the first time Cilang saw Fengzao's mother-in-law's expression. Judging from the photos, the two were friends in the boudoir, probably because of their deep relationship. He couldn't help being touched by the deep friendship, and smiled: "It's really beautiful."

Granny Fengzao turned a page and showed it to Cilang: "This is Yijiyuan's grandfather, Yijiyuan Yingsheng."

The photo shows a young couple. The woman is the beautiful young lady whom I saw just now. The man is tall, and his appearance and figure bear the unmistakable characteristics of Western mixed race.

But one can tell at a glance how similar the man is to Ijuin.

"Is Yijiin's grandfather a mixed race?" Cilang was surprised.

"Ijiin Takasho's mother is British, and his great-grandmother is Spanish, so it's obvious that he is of mixed blood." Granny Fengzao nodded, "However, don't look at his appearance, this man is quite old-fashioned. That was passed on to his son as well."

The last sentence was obviously dissatisfied with Yijuin's father.

Ci Lang felt that he was an outsider, so he didn't answer.

Turning back the album, you can see the birth and growth process of Yijiyuan's father.Obviously both parents have good looks, and the two sons are also handsome, but Yijiyuan's father has an ordinary appearance. Although he is tall enough, he looks very imposing as an adult.

After putting this photo album away, Granny Fengzao laughed and said, "Leave the other photo albums for the young master to introduce." Cilang thought that Yijiyuan might not be willing, but thought that there would be photos of Yijiyuan when he was a child, and he would inevitably be ticked off by these words expect.

Thinking back to the photos I saw just now, because of the contrast, I was still familiar with Granny Fengzao, who left the deepest impression on Cilang.

The young woman in a white coat raised her eyebrows and looked directly at the camera, making Cirou think of Ijuin the moment he looked at her.

Rebellious, contemptuous, provocative, yet charming.

That indifference is not a pretentious gesture, but an arrogance from the bottom of his heart, and the root of this arrogance is self-confidence in his own excellence.If the imitator is not good enough, I am afraid that arrogance can only be interpreted as a philistine, or even worse malice.

"Ijuin's eyes are similar to yours," Cirou said, considering his vocabulary.

Feng Zao's mother-in-law smiled: "Didn't I say it, this is the influence of the family. The young master likes Chinese poetry, which is influenced by his grandfather. He has a gentle personality, just like his grandmother."

Chinese poetry?

"Takasugi Shinsaku?" Jirou recalled the opportunity to start a conversation when they first met, when Ijuin seemed to be reading his poetry collection.

"It seems that you got along better than my mother-in-law imagined in junior high school," Feng Zao's mother-in-law stood up from the bookcase, went to the desk and started to clean up the table. When she picked up a thread-bound book, there was a smile in her voice Dodging, Weisui complained, "Really, I'm watching this kind of thing again."

Cilang looked at it, and the title of the book was: Manuscripts of the Eastern Journey.

Dongxing is written by Shinsaku Takasugi, so this book is Shinsaku Takasugi's posthumous manuscript?Since Ijuin likes it, it's okay to look at it from time to time.

As if seeing Cilang's puzzlement, Granny Feng Zao said in a low voice: "No matter how generous the words written by people who died early, it is easy to make people sad. I think so."

premature death?In junior high school, under the guidance of Ijuin, Jiro wrote essays on the subject of this person, so I can still barely recall that Shinsaku Takasugi only lived to be 29 years old, and died on the eve of the return of the great government, which is indeed an early death.

One year younger than him and Yijiin, Cirou couldn't help feeling sorry.

But Yijuin has never been a weak person. Even if he likes the poems of people who died early, what does it matter?Cilang comforted Fengzao's mother-in-law: "Although it is only my personal opinion, in my opinion, Yijiyuan is not a person who will be empathized by things and feel sorry for himself. He is firm-willed and very self-sufficient, so don't worry too much Alright."

Feng Zao's mother-in-law laughed.

She thought for a while, and suddenly asked: "Mr. Ci Lang used to work in a first-class company, so he must have often worked overtime?"

That was natural, Cilang replied honestly: "Yes."

Granny Fengzao asked again: "So, if it's a situation of continuous overtime work for many days, is it true that most of the colleagues can't restrain their tempers, and once there are disagreements and conflicts, they are more likely to quarrel than usual?"

Indeed, Cirou nodded.

Granny Fengzao: "Then, you must have seen the news about the young and vigorous office workers dying suddenly from overwork due to continuous overtime?"

Ci Lang understood what she was going to say, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

"This is the impact of long-term lack of sleep and overwork on people. Mr. Cilang, if you are willing to stay here, you will not only save the young master's life, but also save the possible future crisis-if the young master dies early, the Yijiyuan consortium will Unavoidable turmoil."

Her unabashed statement shocked Cilang so much that he didn't know how to reply.

And this was also seen through by Feng Zao's mother-in-law. She gently explained: "The young master has never shy away from death. From the beginning, the young master has written a new suicide note and testament every year. Are you surprised? Me too. My mother-in-law, I am very good-looking It's a good person, but the first time I saw the young master doing this, I couldn't accept it at all. I was so young, how could I calmly arrange the funeral? But later, I understood. Because the young master is like this, He will not be controlled by others, even if it is the arrangement of the afterlife, he will not fall into the mercy of others.

"Should I say whether the young master is arrogant or stubborn? The 'self' mentioned by Mr. Ci Lang just now is quite appropriate. So what I am worried about is not self-pity. On the contrary, the young master is too calm in the face of death.

"When he bought the hot spring hotel in Karuizawa, the young master was very happy and said that he found a good place to write his suicide note. I heard such words, but I could only go home and cry uselessly in front of his grandmother's photo."

Is this the holiday content of Ijuin every year before Christmas?

Going to a hot spring hotel to write a suicide note?

Cilang froze in place.

Why?Such a man who lacks everything, has a background, appearance and talent that everyone envies. As a peer, he now has a career and wealth that Cirou will never be able to earn in his life. , why is it so calm to leave this world as if there is no nostalgia?

Is it because he was abandoned by his parents?Or because it is always difficult to fall asleep?

In other words, it is precisely because Yijiyuan is determined that he has everything he needs and no regrets, so that he can face life and death so calmly?

But, why did you find a place to write your suicide note?

Jirou couldn't figure it out, not to mention understanding Ijuin's thoughts, just thinking that people like Ijuin might leave early made him feel unbearably sad.

He suddenly understood what Fengzao's mother-in-law said before, because Yijiyuan was too smart since she was a child, Fengzao's mother-in-law and grandmother were afraid of Yijiyuan's early death, so worried to the point of crying.

Although he is not an elder of Yijiyuan, and he is not regarded as someone from Yijiyuan, his mood at this moment should be the same as that of the two female elders at that time.

The old lady smiled softly, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with Supa, bowed her neck and saluted Ci Lang: "So, Mr. Ci Lang, the young master will be taken care of by you in the next few days."

"Ah."

Even though he didn't know what he could do, Jiro agreed because he wanted to.

After a moment of silence, Cilang picked up the book on the table and asked, "Can I take it out and read it?"

"no problem."

It was the night of the 22nd when we arrived in Karuizawa.

The festive atmosphere of the tourist destination is more solemn than that of Tokyo. The car passed the famous highland church, and Jiro saw the fantastic Christmas lights, and the huge Christmas tree seemed to be full of burning stars.

In the past two days, Yijiyuan's schedule was very full, and he came back very late every night. Cilang developed the habit of lying on the sofa reading a book and waiting for the door. It was almost midnight when Yijiyuan returned home last night, and he still stayed awake. In the evening, he was carried back to the bedroom by Yijiyuan in his sleep, and he didn't know what time Yijiyuan came home.

So today Yijiyuan was a little sleepy, and it was not until I checked into the private hot spring courtyard reserved by [Shi Yanqu] that I regained my energy.

This hot spring private courtyard is one of the top vacation suites of [Shi Yan Qu], away from the hustle and bustle, full of Japanese style, open the paper door, and there is an exclusive hot spring pool under the eaves.

It was snowing outside, and the fine snow was falling, and it had already melted before it fell into the hot spring.

The maid in kimono has already set up the hot pot. The miso bone broth is stewed with fresh ingredients, rolling out the fresh and sweet aroma of the food. Stacks of seasonal vegetables and high-grade meat slices are tempting.

Ijuin, who took a shower first, came out wearing a black bathrobe.

Cilang couldn't help but think of the girls' delusions about Yijuin in junior high school, and then thought that Yijuin came here to write a suicide note. His unclear emotions made him look at Yijuin and unconsciously lost his mind.

When he came back to his senses, Cilang found that Yijiin was looking at him idly, and asked, "Why have you been looking at me these two days?"