The man rescued from Kabukicho

Yijiin fell asleep on his own, and slept quite peacefully. Hearing the gentle and slight breathing from the side of his neck, Cirou gave up struggling no matter how strange it felt.

Because after all, they are all tall boys, and the other party sleeps so peacefully, pushing and struggling by himself, on the contrary, he seems very weak.

But what's going on here? Could it be that this young master is too busy and tired, and wants to sleep, but can't fall asleep without hugging the pillow?

Unauthorizedly imbuing Yijiin with a childish sleepiness, Cilang almost snickered.

It would be interesting if that were the case.

Although the status quo of being treated as a pillow is not interesting at all, the pillow... Cilang realizes after a while that he is being hugged by someone right now.

When he was overwhelmed just now, Cilang just wanted to break free, but he didn't notice that Yijiin put his left forearm behind his head.

So now, the two of them are Cilang resting on Yijiin's forearm, and Yijiin is pressing Cilang with his head buried on the side of Cilang's neck, lying with their necks crossed.

Even though they have known each other for a short time, they can't officially call each other friends. Now, it's so strange to cuddle like a couple.

But as the person involved, Ci Lang clearly felt that even though the gesture of intimacy was disrespectful, there was no atmosphere of intimacy between the two of them at this moment, but an unexpected, gentle and peaceful atmosphere.

Perhaps the other way around, this is even stranger.

Ci Lang stared blankly at the sky above his head. It was the windy weather in early summer, and the big white clouds were driven by the wind like shepherds, floating in the blue sky.

The sun is not glaring, it seems to be blown lazily by the strong wind, shining lazily.

The body temperature of Yijiin is transmitted through the thin uniform shirt, which blocks the cool wind and cold on the rooftop, which is gentle, comfortable and addictive.

It was a long-lost sense of security.

It is the kind of peace of mind that only children who know that they are loved and protected by adults can have it.

Along with the body temperature, Ijuin's heartbeat was transmitted. The steady and powerful beating was as calm and gentle as Ijuin's breathing.

Every time Cilang took a breath, he could smell the clean and light fragrance from Yijiin's body. I don't know if it was the smell of laundry detergent or bath products. Rather than saying it smells good, it is better to say that it can make people feel the cleanliness of good education.

This young master slept strangely comfortably... Ci Lang didn't know how to react.

He recalled wildly that on the way to school, he saw a black cat lying arrogantly on top of a big dog, taking it for granted that the big dog was his sleeping mat and cat litter.

Is it similar to the current situation?

It's really a bit like it.

No, no, forget about the cat, whatever the cat does can be forgiven, why is a mere human being so arrogant?

Cilang resisted angrily, broke his hands out of the bondage, and cruelly pushed Yijuin, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully, to wake up.

Yijiin no longer pressed him tightly, Cilang quickly turned out, and finally escaped from the strange situation of being treated as a pillow.

But as soon as the other party opened his eyes, Cilang had the unwelcome illusion of waking up a dangerous beast.

It wasn't me who made Yijiyuan sleep with someone in his arms inexplicably.

Trying to build himself up mentally, Cilang looked back at the other party neither humble nor overbearing, and preemptively asked: "What happened just now?"

Yijiin didn't seem to have had enough sleep, with his hands on his temples, he was still recovering.

After a while, Yijiyuan answered irrelevantly and said, "Mr. Mochizuki, if you want to try to enter xx high school, is your future goal xx university?"

Ci Lang frowned, really a little unhappy: "Although it is true, you should answer my question first! Don't you think you are rude."

"Sorry," Ijuin apologized, but then said something more like a fool, "If I want to answer your question, please allow me to ask first, Mochizuki-kun, do you mind losing your freedom?"

Hearing this kind of words, Ci Lang only felt like a fool for treating the other party as a friend, and said angrily: "What are you kidding! You are a person, you have to have a limit when you play with people!"

"It's only natural that you'd be angry."

After saying such a sentence that added fuel to the fire, Ijuin Kazumi stood up calmly and looked at Jirou calmly.

What's the matter with this man? !

At this moment, Cirou felt not only anger, but also shame and sadness in his heart. He couldn't figure it out, if Yijiin Kazumi pretended to be friendly and deliberately played with himself, then why bother to help him with those favors, and also reliably explain his blurted complaints. It's necessary to do this, isn't it?If you didn't deliberately treat yourself as a fool, how can you explain what happened just now?

Or, in fact, Yijiyuan is such a bad person?

Under Cilang's angry stare, Yijiin Kazumi lowered his eyes slightly and said calmly: "I'm sorry. I hope you don't feel sad."

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Yijiin is obviously apologizing again, but Cilang only feels the arrogance from Yijiin's bones, what is "I hope you don't feel sad"?It was obviously Yijuin who did the strange thing, so why did he guess that Cirou would be sad, and what right did he have to "hope" Ciro not to be sad?

But what Yijuin said later froze all of Cirou's emotions at the moment.

"I think we will never see each other again." Yijiyuan Kazumi nodded slightly, and said farewell politely, "Goodbye, Mochizuki Cilang. Please take care."

On the rooftop where Yijiyuan and Chen left, Cilang was the only one left.

what is this?The young master's whim-like juggling game is over?

Cirou clenched his fists.

After hearing this sentence, Ci Lang felt that this young master was totally unreasonable, and any emotion for him would be a waste.

This kind of bad-natured person, just pretend that you have never met before!

It's easy to make up your mind, but forgetting about Yijuin is more difficult than Cirou thought. On the one hand, the help from the other party before and the apology later made Cirou who calmed down couldn't figure it out; on the other hand, after all, For a person who once wanted to be friends with the other person and cared so much, even if his self-esteem made Cilang not allow him to have any nostalgia for that person, it is unrealistic to forget it all at once.

After being admitted to the target high school, Cilang set a higher goal for himself, which is a first-class university, better than the xx university he had mentioned to Yijiyuan.Such a goal has caused Cilang's entire high school career to be terribly fulfilling.

Later, when Cirou was in college, he went to a junior high school reunion, and someone mentioned the name of Ijuin Kazumi, but Cirou didn't react for a moment. At that time, he realized that he had really managed to forget that person.

At that moment, Cilang thought that, just as Yijiin Kazumi said back then, they would never meet again.

Originally, he was not from the same world.

That person has that person's high-class life, and he also has a life he worked hard for.

It would be good if we don't see each other again.

"Wake up."

The indifferent voice made Cilang wake up suddenly, and in front of him was the 30-year-old Kazumi Yijiin.

He actually fell asleep in this bedroom?

He got up hurriedly and sat on the edge of the bed. There was a pair of men's indoor shoes on the floor, but he wasn't sure if it allowed him to use it.

Ijuin Kazumi put on his suit jacket, walked back to the bed, and raised Jirou's jaw with his hand: "Open your mouth. Try to make a sound."

Cilang acted as he said, but he still couldn't make a sound.

Seemingly aware of his uneasiness, Ijiin Kazumi explained: "It's just a routine inspection, it will take time to recover, so don't worry."

Cirou nodded silently.

Ijuin Kazuomi: "Go and wash up. The bathroom is there, and everything you need is there."

One order and one action, Cirou hesitated for a moment, put on the pair of indoor shoes, and walked to the bathroom.

The light in the bathroom was so bright that it made people dizzy, and the huge mirror of the sink clearly reflected Cilang's figure.

That was a 13-year-old man that 30-year-old Mochizuki Jirou never wanted to be.

He's a four-year ex-offender.

It is a ridiculous man who is obviously 30 years old, but is always said to be only 25 six, without any convincing mature demeanor, no career and no family.

It was a frightened bird whose voice was scared away.

It was a complete fool who didn't want to meet the young master outside again, but was rescued by him in a desperate situation, fell into a strange and unexplained situation again, and couldn't figure out what was going on.

Since he was released from prison, no, from the moment he was arrested, he had been gritting his teeth to hold on, and Cilang had been gritting his teeth until now, when he met his eyes in the mirror, he suddenly collapsed.

What he couldn't face was his own life, which appeared even more bleak and dilapidated under the too bright light.

Like rain, the tears falling silently and uncontrollably made the man in the mirror look even more defeated.

He is nothing and nothing.

Suddenly, a warm towel was pressed against his face, and he wiped it with some force.

His face was wiped carefully, and the used towel, both front and back, left his face, and he saw Ijuin Kazuomi throwing the towel into the laundry basket.

why?

Along with the questions, came the shame of being a grown man and being taken care of like a child by another grown man.

They stared at each other in the mirror.

"I have suffered from insomnia since I was a child."

Yijiyuan and Chen, who hadn't left, suddenly spoke.

Insomnia?But that day...

Yijiyuan Kazumi continued: "When I met you, I was already at the point where I couldn't fall asleep without taking sleeping pills."

You are a junior high school student, so you have to take medicine to fall asleep?

"It's weird that you can put me to sleep."

Yijiin Kazuomi, who told the absurd truth, looked at Jirou who was astonished in the mirror, his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to be joking at all, and then he said politely but unceremoniously: "Mochizuki-kun, please give me more advice in the future. "

Memories from the past surged up, making my mind a mess, and the conversations that happened in the memory overlapped with the conversations that were happening at this moment.

Right in front of his eyes, Cirou seemed to see Kazumi Ijuin, who was still a tall boy, politely asked himself before saying goodbye: Mochizuki-kun, do you mind losing your freedom?

do you mind?Do you mind?

Mind what, he has long since lost his freedom.

Rather, a useless person like him is still useful?

Cirou nodded slightly and picked up his toothbrush.

So Ijuin left the bathroom politely.

After coming out of the bathroom, Yijiin showed him an open suitcase, which contained his only few sets of clothes.

Ijuin Kazuomi: "I got it last night. I think you'd like to wear your own clothes more now."

These clothes should have been in Cilang's cheap apartment where the men in black had broken the door.

Ci Lang couldn't tell whether he should thank the other party or be afraid of the other party's current status.

Speaking of fear, it is naturally because Yijuin has learned about his situation to such an extent in a short period of time, and was able to send someone into the apartment to retrieve his things without Cirou's permission.

Thank you, because of the nightmarish experience last night, Jiro really wanted to wear his own clothes as Ijuin guessed, even though these cheap clothes were incompatible with this mansion.

Cilang, who finally chose to give up thinking, thanked him silently, changed his clothes, and followed Yijiyuan and his ministers downstairs.

Jiro only looked at Yijiin Kazumi's back all the way until he entered the dining room.

At both ends of the long and narrow dining table, sat Ijuin Kazuomi's parents in high-end kimonos, and on the left were Ijuin Kazuomi's elder brother, sister-in-law and niece.The right side is empty, and there are two sets of tableware.

The waiter began to remove the thermal cups from the food.

In other words, this table of Yijiyuan is waiting for them to wake up?

Cirou's face turned pale.

"Father, mother, I've been waiting for a long time," Yijiin Kazuomi calmly made an excuse for Cirou, "This is my junior high school classmate, Mochizuki Jirou. He has inflammation of his vocal cords, so let me greet him."

Ci Lang forced himself to salute calmly.

The beautiful woman who looked like Yijiyuan's mother asked Hechen, "How did you sleep last night?"

Yijiyuan Kazuomi: "Not bad."

The beautiful woman wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, then stood up and bowed to Cirou: "Thank you, Mochizuki-kun."

Cirou, who was saluted by the elder and unable to speak, looked at Ijuin Kazuomi in panic, and Ijuin Kazuomi turned his gaze to his father who was sitting at the other end of the dining table.

The head of the house with a stern expression announced: "Okay. Let's eat."

It was just after 06:30 in the morning.

Half an hour later, Cilang followed Yijiin and Kazumi to leave the Yijiin mansion by car.Although he didn't encounter any unpleasant encounters, but because of his nervousness, when the car drove out of the Ijuin mansion, Cirou had already forgotten what he had just eaten.

This car is huge, even though the interior space is completely different, Jirou still remembered the limousine that took him to Kabukicho, and his body became more and more stiff.

Yijiyuan and Chen were talking about official business with two assistants, and Cilang was sitting against the car door, but it was inside the car after all, even if he deliberately didn't listen, he would still hear it.

So Cirou forced himself to think, he looked at the car door, thinking that if the door suddenly failed, he would fall out.But that's okay too.Oh no, he can also be used as a pillow, if he falls out, it will cause trouble for Yijiyuan, so it is better not to have the door malfunction.What else can I think about?window?

Yijiyuan handed over the portable account book prepared by the assistant to Cilang, and asked, "Would you rather go to work with me, or go back to my residence first? There are also people there to take care of you."