[Comprehensive] Teacher Songyang is always committing suicide

Gintoki slipped out of the hospital holding his curly head.

He fumbled all over his pockets but couldn't come up with a dollar, so he probably couldn't pay the medical bills.The silver-haired man silently said sorry in his heart, and carefully walked away with a roll of bandages.If his skull cracked again outside the hospital, at least he could bandage himself.

He really didn't know any of the guys who sent him to the hospital just now.Be it the smoke-piercing monster old woman, the dumpling-headed girl and the cat-eared aunt who scorned her face, the glasses who crazily complained all the way, or the one-eyed dwarf who drew his knife and cut people at the slightest disagreement, I really have no impression at all.

It's better to reflect on yourself, what a bad guy I was in the past, that I was dissed by so many people even while lying on the hospital bed?

When he ran out of the hospital, he accidentally overheard the conversation between the strange doctor Jack and the nurse:

"...Mr. Songyang paid for the medical expenses again... That guy from Wanshiwu is really unreliable..."

Who is Songyang?

He inexplicably thought of the long-haired young man who was stroking his curly hair with a worried expression when he just woke up.That person's face was so pretty, Yinshi couldn't help lying on the pillow and staring at him for a while, then frankly accepted the fact that he was not a straight man.

Although most of the memories have been thrown out of the brain circuit, some things are deeply engraved in the soul.Just seeing him, there is a deep love in the bottom of my heart, and there is a kind of tacit understanding like a family——

"My wife?"

Then he was almost hacked to death by that one-eyed dwarf.

That doesn't look like a wife anymore.Could it be his ex-wife?The ex-wife who resolutely signed the divorce agreement because she couldn't stand being poor and violent to him?

Gintoki held a roll of bandages in his hand and thought hard, he couldn't stop thinking, and walked in Kabukicho in a daze.From time to time, someone came over to give him a familiar shoulder or poke him in the stomach, but Gintoki walked away expressionlessly.A guy with sunglasses came over and pestered him for half an hour, and finally tricked him into taking away his hospital gown.

It didn't matter to Yinshi, wearing a pair of bright strawberry underwear, walking aimlessly in the first drizzle of winter.

"Bah!"

Behind him was a police car honking its horn.Tufang stuck his head out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth. When he saw the white curly hair, he couldn't help bursting his veins: "Hey, that natural curly hair over there! Hurry up and get on the side! If you block the way again, you will be imprisoned for obstructing official duties." oh!"

Yin Shi didn't seem to hear it.

"Too tender, Mr. Hijikata."

Okita, who was sitting in the co-pilot, took off one earphone, raised his foot and stepped on the foot on the accelerator.With a loud bang and the earthworker's scream, Yinshi was directly hit into the sky.

"... Sougo. I don't want to go out with you any more."

Ignoring the blue-faced Tufang next to him, he turned to look at the direction where Yinshi fell, and waited for a long time without waiting for the owner of Wanshiwu to scold him.

— Something is wrong with the boss.

He suppressed that naughty young man's smile, opened the car door and walked out.What should we do at this time?Okita thought for a while, and lifted Gintoki into the police car.

"Send it to the hospital?"

"Go to private school."

Before Songyang came back, if something happened to Yinshi and the Shinsengumi happened to meet him, they would send Yinshi to the hospital most of the time, and take turns to take care of him between shifts.He was the only adult in Wanshiwu, and Dengshi's mother-in-law was getting older; although this guy seemed to be very popular, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he didn't even know whose name to fill in the emergency contact person.

In such a big Edo, it is actually quite difficult to find someone who can take care of him.

Song Yang was standing at the door, his long hair tied up in a strand behind his head, holding a paper umbrella in his hand.Just by looking at the back view, one can imagine Mr. Teacher's gentle and peaceful smiling face.

He happened to be taking off the wooden signboard of the Matsushita private school and replacing it with a new one, when he turned around, he saw two policemen coming over with their silver hands.

"...Silver hour?"

Yinshi's face and body were dirty, so he wore a pair of strawberry underwear, and his curly hair was wet from the rain, sticking limply to his face.There was a strange indifference on his face, but when he saw Songyang, his red eyes flickered, and his eyes froze.

Songyang: "——what happened."

It's over, listening to this tone, I am really angry.Tufang scratched his head with a cigarette in his mouth, watched Songyang take off his coat and wrap it up in Yinshi, and explained with a wandering gaze: "We don't know much here... This guy is walking around on the street alone. Go, we didn't, accidentally bumped into mother Sougo, you have to apologize to me, you!"

Okita bowed and apologized when his head was pressed, but he didn't even struggle, and said sorry obediently.

After seeing off the two policemen, Songyang pulled Yinshi into the room, carefully wiped off the stains on his face, changed him into a set of clean clothes, and let him run around in underwear in the cold weather. The guy stuffed into the kotatsu.

"Sneaked out of the hospital?"

Song Yang asked softly, while putting the warm teacup in the opponent's hand, so that he could warm his cold hands.

"Why are you disobedient? I'll take care of the private school and I'll see you later."

Yin Shi watched him silently.

You can't go wrong.This person's smile, this kind of gentle breath, these are the only things he can still feel familiar with on this strange street.

"I want to ask a question. Forgive me if I'm being too abrupt."

Songyang was stunned for a long time before he realized it. He pinched Yinshi's face to make sure that he was not disguised by others, and then he said, "Please tell me."

"You..." Yin Shi bit his lower lip with difficulty, "Is it my... wife?"

Song Yang blinked his eyes quickly, just about to show a funny expression, but found that Yin Shi's face was very serious, and so were his eyes.

He had to slowly restrain his smile, and stretched out his hand to re-tie the loose bandage on the other's forehead: "I'm your teacher. It's okay, after dinner, let's go see the doctor again?"

Is it really amnesia?Songyang looked at his out-of-focus red eyes, a little anxious and distressed.In his impression, Yinshi is a person who rarely shows weakness in front of him.Wanshiwu has to go out to fight and grab something from time to time, Songyang knows it, but Yinshi basically won't let him see his injured appearance.

Over time, every time Songyang sees that shiny white curly hair from a distance, Songyang will feel very happy: he knows that Yinshi will always look lazy but healthy, as long as he comes to look for it Play by yourself, a huge private school will become lively.

"Is it just the teacher?"

Yinshi was holding a hot teacup in his hand, but the expression on his face was not as warm as the tea.His eyes seemed to be more bitter, he frowned and thought for a long time, and then guessed: "Have you been divorced for many years? Currently in the state of smiling away all kindness and enmity..."

Songyang laughed: "Why do you want to guess this way?"

"Because although I can't even remember my own name, when I saw you, I felt that if I ever loved anyone in this world, it must be you."

When Yinshi said this, his tone was very flat, his expression was very flat, he didn't even lift his eyelids, his eyes were fixed on the steam coming out of the teacup in his hand.

There was a moment of silence between the two, only the soft sound of winter rain pouring on the roof in the room.In the end, Songyang regained his composure, reached out and took the teapot next to him to pour tea for himself, Yinshi raised his eyes and said, "It's full."

"Well, I think Yinshi's current state may not be the time to talk about this topic—wait, when the rain stops, I'll accompany Yinshi to the hospital again—"

So this incident will make Songyang so shaken?

——Could it be that I didn't tell the truth before?

Gintoki saw the teacher in front of him showing an unprecedented flustered expression, and suddenly felt guilty.Although he still doesn't have any memory, but the first time he saw Songyang, he knew that Songyang was the kind of person who would always maintain a calm appearance.

Being able to shake this kind of person shows that you are not worthless in the heart of the other party.

Would this level of shaking cause him pain?Yinshi didn't know either.

But now he is much clumsier than before he lost his memory, and he couldn't even think of how to make jokes for a while.

After he looked at Songyang incomprehensibly, he started pouring tea into his cup again, and Yinshi raised his hand to take the teapot away.

"I'm sorry, I must have misunderstood. Where is my residence? I shouldn't have lived on the streets before, right?"

"Silver Time's Everything House is not far from here, but—"

Song Yang looked at Yin Shi and stood up, and hurriedly grabbed his sleeve, "Are you going back now? Didn't you agree, let's go back to the hospital together later?"

"I will take care of myself."

Songyang was startled, Yinshi pulled out the corner of his sleeve and walked out.Before leaving, he did not forget to borrow an umbrella from Songyang.

When I saw Yinshi, I was used to either mumbling or shouting, but now when Yinshi calms down, it seems like a different person.

The crimson eyes are indeed unique and beautiful, but if this kind of eye color is not warm enough, it will look alienated and even hostile.Even the two minors in Wanshiwu felt uncomfortable and ran over to ask Songyang what they should do. Silver Sauce who lost his memory became so scary and difficult to get along with.

Probably in the whole of Edo, Songyang was the only one who could feel the last bit of familiarity with this Gintoki.

——That’s what a ghoul used to look like.