The man rescued from Kabukicho

Time to smoke.

This year is a cold winter, Karuizawa at Christmas, it is snowing a lot.

It was still in that hot spring private courtyard, and it was still Cilang and Yijiyuan.

After the death of Mr. Ayanokoji, Granny Kazezao returned to live in the villa, and the Christmas bowstring school was on holiday, so she and Shuntaro stayed at home with Granny Kazehaa.

Takao came to vacation with Zhuwu’s assistant, and the little princess Lixiang was also there. They lived in a private courtyard next door, and they only came to say hello when they first arrived. Zhuwu’s assistant knew that the boss hated being disturbed these two days, but he was originally ready to do his duty and be on call at any time , let Takao and Lixiang go to play, but Jiro said "Go with them, as long as I'm here", the boss didn't disagree, so he took a paid leave.

So the insider called and reported to Cilang for dinner.

Dinner was roast leg of lamb with grilled seasonal vegetables. Because Kazuomi said that he wanted to drink some wine at night, Cirou was not dissatisfied with this menu.

The chef said that now the lamb's front leg has been "massaged" with garlic slices, rosemary, salt, cumin, pepper, chili, thyme and olive oil, covered with tin foil, and will be put into the oven soon, because Roast for almost four hours at different heat levels.

"...it's a good arrangement,

You have to worry about it," Cilang was so greedy, he politely reminded the chef on the other end of the phone, "But please pay attention to the seasoning, he has no taboos for powdery seasonings like pepper and cumin, but you must Don't sprinkle it on the surface before serving, that person's sense of smell is too sensitive, and it will be very uncomfortable if you accidentally inhale it... Haha yes, you understand, then we are looking forward to dinner, goodbye. "

After hanging up the phone, Cilang rubbed his shoulders and neck, walked back to the Japanese room, and sat down again at the low table.

He looked up to the outside of the paper door.

The white snow fell into the hot spring, making a slight rustling sound, and a moist and warm white mist floated up, lingering above the hot spring with the breeze.

On the side of the low table close to Cilang, there is a support frame with a flat panel on it. On the flat screen, it is the half-painted scene in front of him. Cilang plans to draw a series of pictures of cats, cats and dogs on a skiing vacation in hot springs. Update to ins superior.

Just as I picked up the pen, the phone rang.

It's Miss Takeuchi, Jirou's editor at the publishing house.

Ijiin Haru's new picture book published earlier this month is called "lost&found", which means "lost and found" according to the phrase, and "lost and found" in the past tense according to the superficial meaning.

In the preface, Yiji Yuanqing wrote that these two explanations are in line with the meaning he wants to express. This picture book is like a [lost and found office] full of various life confusions that can resonate with everyone, but at the same time it is also an explanation of the loss of life. The rediscovery of the situation, every period of confusion leaves a hopeful thought or turning point.

At the beginning, when Jiro decided to start a new creation with such a theme, although he was encouraged by Ijuin, when he actually reported the topic selection to Editor Takeuchi, he was still a little apprehensive, because he thought the theme was not commercial enough.

Editor Takeuchi’s reaction was far beyond Jiro’s expectations. She was very excited. Not only did she think this theme was very suitable for the current urban people’s psychology, but it also continued the “urban healing” established by the “Cats & Dogs” series for Ijuin Haru Word of mouth, she asserted, this new picture book will definitely achieve good results.

Her strong affirmation made Cirou more cautious, for fear of disappointing the editor's expectations. Before the preliminary completion, Cirou specially showed her first. As a result, editor Takeuchi made a bolder proposal: just use these Manuscripts will be printed directly after binding.

Rao is Cirou's cooperation all the time, basically he has not objected to Takeuchi's editor's meaning, but he really dare not agree with such a bold behavior.

You must know that the fineness of this initially completed manuscript is really not enough. There are two or three pages of very depressing scenes. Cilang plans to redraw them. At present, he only added a little text to describe the stream of consciousness picture; and almost every one has Cilang on it. Thoughts, inspirations, and even trivia written down by yourself.

Cilang remembered very clearly that there was a piece of paper that said [The bad cat cheated a large piece of dried fish.justice?Dried fish? ], because when he was painting that day, the news that "that person" was impeached and stepped down popped up on his mobile phone.

There is another one, in the lower right corner it says [Two people made Japanese-style hot pot together], and a heart is drawn on the back, because, um, because I made Japanese-style hot pot with Kazumi that day, it was unexpected that the big cat was doing housework neat.

Besides, although Cilang's characters are beautiful when viewed separately, but together, for some reason, each character looks a little round and not so formal.

But editor Takeuchi said that it is precisely because of this that this picture book, which aims to depict fragments of life, is more in line with life perception. For readers, it is like watching the author's thoughts during the creation process, which is more intimate than a book. An icy delicate print.

After her repeated persuasion, Cilang finally agreed to this risky move.

Editor Takeuchi’s vision has been proven to be Mingrui’s. At the beginning of the month, once the book “lost&found” was released, a steady stream of praises emerged, “Recalling myself at a certain moment”, “Common confusion, deep resonance”” Sad yet tender, obscure yet hopeful" These words appear with high frequency in the readers' evaluation of this picture book, becoming the recognized impression of this picture book.

As editor Takeuchi wished, the title of "Urban Healing Picture Book Master" has become the market label of Ijuin Haru.It has brought about a wave of urban shopping, and the popularity of related topics on ins and Twitter has remained high, and even the sales of the "Cats & Dogs" series have increased significantly.

All of a sudden, interview invitations from various magazines, newspapers, and recording invitations to well-known TV programs poured in. [Ijuin Haru] has become the most discussed celebrity in the cultural circle. According to editor Takeuchi, there are even many professional awards possible.

These were unexpected surprises that Cilang never expected, but after more than ten days of applause, Cilang realized that he really didn't like public attention, even through the Internet, it made him feel tired. At this time, He was really relieved to follow Yijiyuan to [Shi Yan Qu].

Editor Takeuchi called this time to inform Jiro of some arrangements. A literary weekly agreed to conduct an interview through online chat, but two magazines/newspapers with strong positions in the literary and art circles did not approve of this form of online chat. They promised not to take pictures of Jiro , Cilang can also choose the venue, but the interview must be conducted by the reporter in the form of meeting Cilang.

Such a result was also expected by Jiro. He sincerely thanked Editor Takeuchi who worked hard to win over relevant people because of his special situation, and promised to inform her of the arranged interview time and location by email as soon as possible. .

I'm going to trouble Assistant Fujiwara and Takeya again, Jirou thought apologetically when he hung up the phone.

Obviously Yijiyuan was sitting opposite, but he didn't inform immediately.

Instead, he picked up the pen and concentrated on drawing on the tablet.

After finishing one, he opened his ins, ignored the inconceivably large number of reminders, and uploaded this picture of "cats and dogs cuddling together, their backs are in front of them, the hot spring snow scene outside the paper door".

There were hundreds of likes at the moment of refreshing, and Cirou hurriedly exited the software. At this time, there was a notification on the top of the phone that there was a new email from Takao, which contained his screenshots of the tragedy of the magic suit challenge. _(:зゝ∠)_

Takao’s suit is said to be inspired by Jiro’s trendy clothes, because no one can wear them well, and the challenge photos are so ugly that they jumped out of the original small circle. Fashion bloggers from all walks of life came to participate.

Surprised by the sudden traffic, [hazaad] happily extended the challenge time to the end of the year at the beginning, but soon had to issue an announcement explaining that the first version of the prototype did not make so many sets, and there was no stock.Unexpectedly, in order to catch up with hot topics, fashion bloggers would rather pay to participate in the purchase. [hazaad] took a cruel gamble and quickly contacted the factory to place an order urgently.

As a result, [hazaad] not only earned the first pot of gold, the topic of #魔服挑战# became more and more popular, and even attracted the participation of small stars. [hazaad], Takao and this "magic suit" can be said to be one It became popular.

However, apart from the model photo that Takao himself sent out, that is, the model photo that Jiro helped to take, in which he looks handsome in the "magic suit", so far, no one can say that he looks good in it.

In this, there may be some later participants, in order to cater to the topic, deliberately pretending to be ugly to attract attention, but in fact, it is true that only the demonstration is particularly handsome.The number of votes for Cilang's photo is three times that of No.2. Many people are curious about who the model is, but unfortunately the photo is too tightly blocked, and everyone guesses differently.

If there is no miraculous reversal of the situation by the 31st of the month, Jiro will win in Takao's group, and the prize is to become [hazaad]'s queen model for two years.

Ci Lang didn't want to be a queen model, he showed a speechless expression to the phone screen, and replied: I don't care, you can figure out a way for yourself==.

High tail second reply: TAT

Cirou couldn't help laughing, but he didn't intend to reply to Takao, he put his phone on the low table, stood up, turned his head and stretched his shoulders and neck.

He glanced at the Yijiyuan sitting opposite him, thought for a while, and turned on the TV. An entertainment program was showing on the front stage, and the guest introduction was written on the screen in colored characters: A great figure in the energy world!National treasure female form!Takahashiya Motodai's Matsumoto has sparrows!

Turning on the TV is someone you've met before, what luck.

And on TV, the handsome young man I had seen before seemed to be asked by the host about his ideal type in love. Unexpectedly, he said seriously: "Only paper people will not collapse! Talent is the best!"

The sharply contrasting otaku's answer caused the audience to burst into laughter. The host made an unbelievably exaggerated expression, and large characters jittered to set off the atmosphere appeared on the screen: Shocking otaku declaration? ! Two-dimensional victory? !

Cilang wanted to cover his face, he glanced at Yijiyuan again, and complained in his heart: This is the fault of my big cat.

He pressed to change the channel, but accidentally tuned to the adult channel, the picture was exciting, and the passionate voice instantly filled the entire Japanese room.

Cilang hurriedly turned his head away, facing Shang Yijiin's playful eyes, his face blushed immediately, completely oblivious to the scrolling small characters at the bottom of the screen: Excited!Yuan political leaders are at odds with each other, TV celebrities, beauties and women!today's name

[Haruga Fragrance]!デビューThe ban is lifted!

"I made a mistake!" Cirou explained after turning off the TV.

"I understand," Yijuin said deliberately ambiguously, making it seem like Cirou was lying.

Cirou gritted his teeth in anger.

Especially the Yijuin opposite who was writing a suicide note.

Jiro decided to go to the bathroom to take a bath to calm down.

After taking a shower and changing into the bathrobe, Cirou suddenly remembered that when he first came here the year before last, he still had a shadow on the bathrobe, and before he knew it, he had long been used to it.

This yukata was given to him by Ijuin. It has a sky blue background with a large sunflower pattern, because he thinks it is too bright and eye-catching. Although he likes it very much, no matter what Ijuin says, Cirou only wears it when he does not go out. it.It is just right to bring [when the smoke goes].

He changed into his bathrobe and looked in the mirror.

Others always like to praise him for not getting old, but maybe it is a bit ignorant to say so, but Cilang really doesn't like such comments, he feels that he is trying to become mature, but also trying to be better.

Yijuin should be aware of his thoughts, so he never praised him so much, Cirou has been secretly happy about it.

Hechen knew him well and loved him very much.

He also understands Hechen and loves Hechen very much.

Hechen said that he doesn't have to worry about being "smug" in front of Hechen, because the feline behavior shown by the big cat has long been "smug" in front of him.

……

Cilang looked at himself in the mirror, thinking about these affirmations over and over again, as if to cheer himself up.

Then he made up his mind and walked out of the bathroom, but he didn't go to Ijuin.

Cirou walked to the other end of the Japanese room, which was the bedroom door.

The bedrooms are also paper doors.

Cilang didn't open the door to go in, but turned around and leaned against the paper door, clasping the push ring with both hands behind his back.

"I've been thinking about what you will write in your suicide note," Cilang said suddenly, looking at Yijiyuan.

Yijiyuan raised his head to look at him, his eyebrows raised slightly.

Jiro, who was wearing a blue sunflower bathrobe, was standing against the paper door with a wooden frame and white grid, which was an undeniable beauty.

Cilang met Yijuin's sight, although the fingers behind his back were already curled up nervously, he continued: "I used to think that maybe I wrote something very important about the consortium, but after thinking about it, those official matters, you are It will be clearly stated in the legally binding will, and will not be mentioned in the suicide note."

Yijiin didn't deny it, instead, the corners of his lips curled slightly, encouraging Cilang to continue: "And then?"

"Then, I thought about what a 'suicide note' is? A suicide note is a letter left before death. Since you already have a will to explain official affairs and property arrangements, then a suicide note has only one function, and it is the last message to the world."

Speaking of this, Cirou broke his gaze with Yijuin, lowered his eyes, looked at the tatami floor and said, "But, let me put it this way, two years ago, was there anything you would miss when you were about to die? Or worry about human affairs? You don’t like this world, and you are arrogant and disdainful to be understood. Then who is your suicide note written for? What did you write? I think about it, and I always feel that you either put a blank piece of paper , or write angry words, and make those who are eager to find benefits from your suicide note after your death very angry."

Yijuan laughed lowly.

"Smart," Ijuin praised after a while.

Even in this situation, being praised by Ijuin still made Jirou happy, and his cheeks were stained cherry.

Cilang calmed down for a moment before continuing to say: "So, now, what will be written in your suicide note? I can't help but think about it, but I found that I don't want to think about it. I think, I don't have to go Think about it."

Speaking of this, Cilang's voice trembled slightly.

Then he finally raised his head and found that Yijuin was looking at him with a little surprise in his eyes.

So Cilang pursed his lips and laughed, feeling that the prank was successful, even though it was not a prank.

Before speaking again, Cirou took a deep breath.

"I don't need to think about what you wrote in your suicide note, because," Jiro faced Yijuin's eyes, and for the first time smiled so flamboyantly, brighter than the bright patterns on his body, "If this world takes you from me Take away from me, you go first, that is the cruelest experience in my life for me. I will not continue to live, and I cannot continue to live. If the heartbreak cannot die naturally, then no matter what method is used , I will go with you. If you have anything to say, you can tell me directly when you get down below."

Cilang slowly opened the paper door behind him, stepped back and walked in: "So, why are you still sitting there? Come here, come and love me."

He fell back on the soft bed.

Cirou closed his eyes.

He heard himself breathing heavily.

And there was darkness in front of him.

Then, his courtier came, covered him, kissed and bit his throat.

saved.

He opened his eyes with a smile and hugged his big cat.

Then, distracted, fascinated.

When Hechen reached out to the side of the bed, he hugged Hechen's neck tightly, brought his lips to Hechen's ear with strength, and said with shame: "No... I'm already, in the bathroom... directly..."

And then, it's all crazy.

When taking a bath in the hot spring afterwards, Xue happened to take a break for a while, and Cilang couldn't stand still, and kept leaning on Yijiin.

But in a good mood.

That plum tree also bloomed very well this year. Although it was covered by a day of snow, the wind brought a chilly fragrance.

Not long after they got out of the pool, the part exposed to the hot spring was still a little cold. Ijuin, who carried the weight of Jirou, adjusted his posture to let more of them enter the warm spring water.

The big cat is very obedient, Cilang will do whatever the big cat says, so Cilang plays around with the big cat, the two of them are as childish as junior high school students.

"Hechen, Hechen," Cilang patted his responsive big cat, and thought of another idea, "Read me a poem."

Big Cat's voice after the incident was very nice, and Cilang always thought so, although he never told Big Cat.

So Yijiyuan read a poem to him.

It sounded familiar to Cirou. He doesn't like to read poems, so it is likely to be the poems written by Shin Takasugi.

"It was written by him before his death," Yijiyuan added the creative background to him.

Jiro opened his mouth, and slapped Yijuin on the shoulder.

When they first met, the poem Ijuin mentioned seemed to be Takasugi's masterpiece.

Why does this person like masterpieces so much...

Ci Lang let go, licking the teeth marks: "Then what does this poem mean?"

Yijiyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Have a bite after listening?"

Cilang asked back, "Can't you?"

There's nothing wrong with that.

Yijiyuan calmly explained: "This poem is about a warbler flying to the eaves to accompany him for several days, so he wrote this poem as a gift to the warbler. He said to the warbler, I have always been a I am a person that is not tolerated in the world. My old friend reprimands me for being scheming, and my family members blame me for being presumptuous. Even my old friend and my family members can’t tolerate me. Why are you so close to me and fly here every day to accompany me? After I die, don’t miss me My dead plum tree, go live by the stream where water and grass intersect. If I hadn’t met in this situation, I would really want to hold the whip and lead the horse for you, and spend my life with you like the cold fragrance and the moon.”

Cilang opened his mouth, thought for a while, did not bite, and said in a low voice: "The last sentence, read it again."

"'I do what I want in the cold fragrance and light moon, and I have spent my life holding the whip for the king.'"

Cilang leaned on Yijiyuan's shoulder, and kissed Yijiyuan's side neck: "It's a good poem."

"Ah."

"However, as expected, it's better not to talk about the masterpiece anymore," Cilang kissed his big cat again, and made a suggestion, "Let me kiss you."

Yijiyuan laughed, and deliberately asked in that foul voice, "Is it just a kiss?"

Cilang pressed against Yijuin's lips, looked at Yijuin with beautiful eyes like big dogs, his ears turned red again, and replied softly: "Then, other things are also possible..."

They kissed, sometimes lightly, sometimes hard.

But in no hurry to take the next step.

Because there is still a lifetime, you can take your time.

The author has something to say: *The text is over~Thanks for supporting the genuine version!This article is to let go of myself. I didn't expect to have so many readers. I am very surprised and very happy

*[You can mention any episodes you want to see, I will watch and write them (I don’t write episodes for bg alone), and I will update the episodes this weekend]

*If there is no accident, a new article "The Beauty Who Was Snatched by the Dragon [Transmigration Book]" will be published on June 1

*I was interested in Takasugi's poems, (and he passed away early, and he didn't live to the sensitive period), but I like it differently from Ijuin, I prefer "The vulgar knocks on the door, wakes up and sleeps, wakes up and doesn't answer laughing" Blowing smoke" "The sight is infinitely hateful, this life is full of the end of the world" "When the spring and autumn come a few times, I will be with you and the knight, enjoy wine and poetry, once parted for three thousand miles, and think about the bright moon and red flowers everywhere" "Talking in the Minglun Pavilion Jingyi, after all, how many people are there in Minglun" and so on.