24. REBIRTH: 20D^^……

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Yu Shan nodded in agreement, but at the moment of nodding he felt something soft and cool rubbing against his cheek.

There is no need to guess what it is.

He held his breath and froze in place, not daring to move.

In the dim bar, Yushan Chaodeng couldn't see his boss's expression clearly. But he knew that his boss didn't intend to let him see his expression clearly. He hesitated for a moment and turned his face away, resting his forehead on his neck.

“…Hmm.”

The warm breath slid in through the collar, and Yu Shan Chaodeng trembled in fear, letting out a short tremor.

He soon discovered that something was wrong. His boss was not just pretending. He felt his shoulders were particularly heavy, as if the other party was using his body to support himself.

The body temperature seems to be a little high, is he injured? Or is he sick?

Miyama Chaodeng carefully bent his arm, passed it under his boss's ribs, and supported him: "Amuro... Mr. Toru, are you okay?"

Halfway through calling the other person's pseudonym, he remembered that his boss had just asked him to call him by his name.

The hands on the waist tightened again, and the two of them looked like they were hugging each other.

The reason why it looked like that was because in reality, there was still a little distance between their bodies. But this was enough to make Yushan Chaodeng panic. He raised his face blankly and looked at the ceiling.

The mess of colorful balls on the dance floor swept over them like light pollution, making everything that was happening at the moment seem less real, like an illogical event happening in a dream.

Yushan Chaodeng felt it was a little absurd, but he was sure that this was not a dream.

He did have a button USB flash drive in his pocket that his boss had secretly given him, but he still didn't know why things had turned out like this.

Fūya Rei, who was very close to his ear, breathed a little heavier, and after a few seconds he said, "It's okay."

The boss's voice, which was deliberately lowered, seemed much gentler. The voice coming from the headphones was slower than the real voice speaking in his ears, and it enveloped him from the front and back.

Yushan Chaodeng felt that if he continued listening, something bad would happen, but he couldn't reach out and hang up the phone at this moment.

The hand that Furiya Rei was holding on his waist moved upwards and fiddled with something on his collar.

Another half a minute later, Furuya Rei seemed to have recovered and said to him, "Go to my safe house in Shinjuku. If someone chases you, go to Izumo to find Hiro. It may take me a little while to get away."

"Hero?" asked Miyama Chaodeng, trying hard to focus on his boss' words.

"...Zhu Fushigi Kagemitsu, the man you met that day. You can trust him." Furuya Rei withdrew his hand and patted his back soothingly, "Go."

After saying that, he suddenly fell backwards in an exaggerated manner, as if he was pushed by someone, and almost fell to the ground. Furuya Ling stood up in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and came over to pull him with his hand: "Don't be angry, okay? Let's talk about it when we get home. I really know I was wrong..."

It is human nature to gossip, and although their voices were not very loud in the noisy bar, they still attracted the curious attention of some people.

The person who was pushed away was a handsome guy with light blond hair and a very attractive face. Being said those words to by such a person with such deep affection, it seemed that no matter how excessive his actions were, they could be forgiven.

Then the onlookers looked curiously at the other party who did such a heartless thing, and instantly understood why a handsome guy like the blond man was so eager to apologize and make amends.

Standing in the corner is a young man with white hair. Although white hair is a very fashionable element, not everyone can pull it off. That young man is a person who is very suitable for this color.

White hair, light eyelashes of the same color as her hair, and pale golden pupils, under the turbid light of the bar, seemed to be the only clean thing. As the light became stronger and weaker, the color of her pupils changed from dark to light, and her cold expression was out of place in this place.

——Chase! If you don’t chase, are you still a human being? What posture can you use to catch a lover like this!

The white-haired young man just looked at him with his lips pursed, pulled his hand away without saying a word, and turned away as if he was fleeing in panic.

The onlookers sighed with regret.

The blond young man stood there with his head down. Onlookers came over and patted his shoulder out of sympathy, but he dodged the pat without a word.

The onlookers didn't pay attention to this matter, and asked with a gossipy look on their faces: "Brother, what did you do to make people so angry?"

Fūya Ling paused, then smiled bitterly: "I did something wrong."

"Um...was your cheating caught?"

“…Not really.” Fūya Rei almost choked.

"Well, that's fine. Buy some gifts and explain yourself. He will forgive you." The passerby approached him mysteriously and said to him, "He must still like you. Even the action of pushing you away was very gentle. If he really hates you, he would have slapped you a long time ago because you hugged him and kissed and touched him just now."

Fūya Rei resisted the urge to cover his face, but he remembered the clear breathing sounds of the adjutant he had encircled that reached his ears, and the slender waist that could be embraced with one hand.

Sure enough, he is still too thin. If he wants to take care of his health, should I prepare a lunch box for him?

Rei Furuya thought of his adjutant's worrying body and pursed his lips.

"Thank you." Furugaya Rei said to the enthusiastic passerby.

-

Yushan Chaodeng left the bar. Although there were pedestrians and cars coming and going on the street, mixed with all kinds of smells, the air was still much fresher than in the bar.

He pretended to be relieved, but his heart was still in his throat. If he didn't do something to interrupt his thoughts, he would definitely blush.

So he turned off the Bluetooth of his slightly hot phone, which he hung up immediately when he turned around, and put the earphones back into the box. The cool breeze of the summer night blew around him, and the hair on his temples fluttered.

Yushan Chaodeng subconsciously touched his collar, but found that the collar he had just unbuttoned pretending to be casual in order to enter the bar had been buttoned up again without him noticing.

...So Mr. Jōtani was groping for a long time just now, was he buttoning his shirt?

“Tsk.”

Yushan Chaodeng suddenly had a strange feeling that he didn't know what to say. It was difficult to describe his current mood. He raised his hand to unbutton the button again, and got into the car with an expressionless face.

He did not immediately start the car and go to where Furuya Rei wanted him to go, but instead leaned over the steering wheel and fiddled with his cell phone.

Yushan Chaodeng was not doing his work. On the screen of his mobile phone was the single-player Candy Crush Saga game that he had already reached the 3,279th level. He only had to match the colors and graphics, and if he failed, he could just start over. He didn't need to use his brain at all.

His attention was completely focused outside the car, paying close attention to the rearview mirror, the pedestrians passing by his car, or the strange cars that suddenly appeared nearby.

Miyama Chaodeng is not an extrovert. He spends a lot of time doing his own things alone. He doesn't like to communicate with people he doesn't know well. You can say he is autistic.

But he has one advantage, which is enough patience.

He sat quietly for twenty minutes and didn't complete any level of the game, but he finally saw the person who was observing him furtively.

Yushan Chaodeng moved the USB flash drive in his arms and fixed it to the inside of his shirt sleeve. He finally started the car and left the parking place and got onto the road.

He saw something unusual in the rearview mirror, about three cars, following him closely no matter which way he turned.

Miyama Chaodeng used to do sudden overtime work like this, so he is actually busier than the average public security officer.

Because they don't have a boss who requires them to be undercover 24 hours a day, they don't need to be prepared for work at all times.

For Miyama Chaodeng, he still likes to work, especially when his boss specifically asks him to do something, he will have a sense of fulfillment that he is needed.

He deliberately waited a little longer to appear to be scheming, and to lure out the mouse while also relieving the pressure on Fūya Zero.

This time the car is his own, and its performance is much better than that of the police department.

Two kilometers. Within two kilometers, he was confident that he could leave the car behind.

Yu Shan Zhaodeng turned on the navigation on his mobile phone, placed it on the stand, and drove into the traffic.

It is eight o'clock in the evening, not the evening rush hour, but the nightlife in Japanese society has just begun, and there are more pedestrians on the street than during the day.

There was no traffic jam at this time, but it was still a little difficult to drive. Basically, you had to wait for a red light at every intersection. Yu Shan looked at the countdown of the traffic light, stretched out his hand and used his finger to draw a route in the air that was completely different from the system plan on the road section of the map navigation.

The traffic light changed, and he started the car a few seconds late. The car in front was still moving slowly, so he just managed to pass when the traffic light was about to change. The three cars following him were all stopped behind the traffic light.

It is impossible to run a red light because there are traffic police nearby and there are too many vehicles around, so you can't get through even if you force your way.

At the next intersection, there were five new cars behind him.

The person who came this time was obviously a better driver than the previous three. Yushan Chaodeng thought that if they exchanged positions, it would be impossible for him to lose the car.

"Hmm... they don't look like they were bought together." Yushan Chaodeng glanced in the rearview mirror and muttered to himself, "The leftmost and the third car are obviously more worn out. Although the remaining cars are of different models, they all have the dull feeling of being from the same batch, like they are official products."

The smile of a man who was not very likable flashed through his mind: "FBI. Mr. Furuya really got something very important."

Yu Shan Zhaodeng withdrew his gaze and looked at the road ahead again. He stepped on the accelerator and headed in a more remote direction.

"You have deviated from the route. We are re-planning your route." The navigation repeated twice and gave Yushan Chaodeng new instructions, "Two hundred meters ahead, turn around."

Yushan raised an eyebrow at Deng and suddenly smiled: "Okay."

The car drove to a remote street with almost no traffic. He accelerated the car to 180 miles per hour without any pressure. His car was indeed better. Even so, it was still very stable.

He bought this car when he was 18 years old. Yushan Chaodeng has no parents, but he has never worried about money since he was a child. The guardian has a lively personality, but he is very straightforward in giving money. After leaving, he directly left his parents' inheritance to him.

After getting his driver's license, Yushan Chaodeng bought this luxury car, which was too expensive for him, in full without any hesitation. He has been driving it for almost five years, and its performance is still very good.

"I'll leave it to you this time." Yu Shan Chaodeng turned on the high beam, and with the navigation prompt of "U-turn", the car made a circle on the spot. The dazzling light dazzled the eyes of the driver behind. Yu Shan Chaodeng changed gears and stepped on the accelerator, rushing straight to the opposite side.

Five cars were scattered around, leaving only enough space for half a car to pass through. This was not difficult for him, as Yushan Chaodeng moved quickly and easily stood up one side of the car, and slipped through the gap in an exaggerated way that probably only happened in action movies.

The cars behind were not from the same place, they were entangled in place and no one could move.

Yushan Chaodeng returned to the main road, and no one could catch up with him.

He seems to be better at escaping than chasing people.

Compared to the last time he chased Akai Shuichi, Miyama Chao Deng felt that his performance this time was better. After all, he scrapped a car last time, but this time...

"Sorry, I'll take you to get care when I get back." Yushan Chaodeng said to his beloved car.

*

Miyama Asato went to the address sent by his boss.

Originally he was supposed to go to Rei Furuya's safe house in Shinjuku, but there was another prerequisite, which was that no one was chasing him, so he was about to go find Mr. Morobushi whom he had just met a few days ago.

According to his boss, it was "Hiro". He heard it as "Hero" at first, and only realized it was the "King" in Kagemitsu after his boss finished saying the name.

Mr. Morobushi said last time that he and his boss had known each other since childhood, so it was normal for him to have a cheesy nickname. After hearing this, Miyama Asato suddenly felt that his boss calling him "Ko Asato" was probably a normal nickname for him.

Miyama Chaodeng parked his car two streets away and decided to walk there.

At this time, he felt that his white hair was a little too conspicuous, but wearing a hood would affect his vision behind him, so he finally gave up wearing a hat.

Next time, prepare a knitted hat or baseball cap or something like that. Well, a knitted hat is not okay, he promised Mr. Furuya that he would pretend that Akai Shuichi is dead, and it is better not to use a knitted hat, which is a special thing that can easily make people think of it.

He did not go directly to Zhufu Jingguang's address, but strolled around the street casually.

This neighborhood was not very busy, and many of the houses around were quite old. He had heard that the security in this place was not very good, so compared to the bustling Mihua at night, this place was much quieter.

Although the prosperity of rice flower is not due to safety.

Miyama Chaodeng felt that someone was following him, but after searching twice, he didn't find anyone suspicious. Maybe it was just his illusion? After thinking for a few seconds, he decided to go see Zhufu Jingguang first.

His first impression of Morifushi Kagemitsu was also very good, and this good impression lasted until Gin thought that he and Mr. Morifushi had some unspeakable relationship and called Morifushi Kagemitsu by his code name in the organization, "Scotland".

Morobushi Kagemitsu's Scottish expression was very terrifying. Although he was still smiling, Miyama Asato thought he was going to die there.

In comparison, he was actually not that afraid of his boss in Bourbon state. To Miyama Asato, Bourbon was not half as scary as Furuya Rei.

However, his feelings for Morobushi Kagemitsu have not stopped until now. When he thinks of the gentle Mr. Morobushi, he still feels a little uneasy. When Matsuda Jinpei suggested that he could ask Morobushi Kagemitsu for cake, Miyama Asato's answer in his heart was "Absolutely not"!

But there was no way, Mr. Fūya said he had to come.

Yushan sighed softly and took a step forward. At the same time, he suddenly felt a huge crisis coming. Time became a silent film, and his movements were infinitely slowed down.

The red laser pointed vertically at his temple. Yu Shan Chaodeng subconsciously turned his head in that direction. The laser trembled slightly and pointed at his forehead.

Yushan Chaodeng's pupils suddenly shrank like a cat's eyes. He had an expressionless face and showed no fear. A "click" sound came from his ear, and he quickly dodged to the side.

The bullet penetrated the cement floor half a centimeter away from his feet, followed by the sound of shattering glass. However, Yushan Chaodeng did not lower his head to observe the bullet, but looked at the rooftop of the building diagonally opposite.

The reflection of the sniper scope flashed, but Yu Shan Chaodeng did not move.

About five minutes later, a man walked out of the building, carrying a guitar bag half a person's height, and walked steadily towards the direction of Yushan Chaodeng.

Once again, less than twenty-four hours after their last meeting, Yushan Chaodeng met this man again under the moon.

Zhu Fu Jingguang raised his head, his eyes slightly raised, his blue eyes were filled with quiet tenderness, and he smiled at Yu Shan Chao Deng: "Good evening."

"Is your leg healed?" Yushan Chaodeng was more concerned about this matter. He looked at Zhufu Jingguang's left ankle which had been shot by a bullet yesterday, and frowned slightly.

"It will hurt, but it won't interfere with my main job." Zhu Fu Jingguang was carrying a guitar bag that obviously contained more than one guitar. He made playing gestures in the void and said with a smile.

"Can you really do it?" Yushan Chaodeng knew he was talking nonsense when he asked this question. An undercover agent of Zhufu Jingguang's level was not much different from his boss.

Since he can use this as a disguise, he must know how to do it, and he might be very good at it.

"I know a little." Zhu Fujingguang curled his eyes, then looked up at the broken glass window above his head, took out his mobile phone and sent something out.

Then he took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. When he was about to light it, he saw the junior standing in front of him. He remembered something and put the cigarette back into the cigarette box. He said to Yushan Chaodeng: "Let's go. I baked a cake when we came out, so it should be just in time for us to go back."

-

Yushan Chaodeng followed his boss's friend to an independent apartment. It looked like an ordinary house from the outside, but the moment he entered the door, Yushan Chaodeng looked at the plug-in placed in the corner as a decoration.

"Zero's little hobby." Zhu Fu Jingguang said, changing his shoes at the entrance, and took out a new pair and placed them in front of Yushan Chao Deng, "This is the safe house we stayed in before."

After Zhu Fu Jingguang said that it was his boss's hobby, Miyama Chaodeng suddenly remembered the fierce words his boss had said in front of Gin.

...Could it be true?

Zhu Fushiki Jingguang pointed his index finger at his chin and pondered for a moment. He did not notice the junior whose pupils began to tremble because of his words: "A long time ago, Bourbon, I, and Lei who had already defected used this place as a base for a period of time. Now it is finally useful again."

Miyama Asato didn't know about this. Apart from Akai Shuichi mentioned at work, he had never even heard Furuya Rei mention the name Scotland.

Yes, even if he is an insider, the fewer people who know his undercover identity, the better.

Zhu Fu Jingguang came to the decorative plug-in and removed the camera inside: "It still has power... Use it to play."

He threw the camera into Miyama Chaodeng's arms. Miyama Chaodeng didn't know how he felt about receiving such a gift. He was silent for a moment, but still said to his senior very obediently, "Thank you."

Zhu Fu Jingguang showed a helpless smile. He stood on a higher step and looked down at Yushan Chaodeng: "I am bullying you, Chaodeng. You should scold me at this time."

It was the first time that Miyama Chaodeng had seen someone make such a strange request. He looked at the things in his arms, then at the smiling Zhufu Jingguang, and said uncertainly: "Stupid, stupid?"

"...Pfft." Zhu Fujingguang reached out and rubbed his hair, laughing, "No wonder Zero likes you so much, I like you too. But don't be so obedient when you are with Zero, that guy must tell him directly about his dissatisfaction with him."

I really can’t tell that he likes me.

Miyama looked up at him, ignoring the previous words, his golden pupils like a cat: "Mr. Zhufu, your hair will be messy if you do this."

"Sorry." Zhu Fu Jingguang simply withdrew his hand, gently helped him tidy up his hair, and invited him in. "Come on, let's have a midnight snack while waiting for Zero to come back."

They entered the apartment together. It was clean overall and didn't look like it hadn't been occupied for a long time. Based on the surrounding environment, Yushan Chaodeng judged that someone had been living here for about a month.

The room was filled with a sweet smell, which Yushan Chaodeng noticed at the entrance just now, but he was too shy to ask.

He was placed on the sofa by Zhufu Jingguang to wait for a while. Yushan Chaodeng began to hesitate whether he should go to help, but before he could think it over, something was handed to his mouth.

"Try it. How does it taste?" Zhu Fujingguang brought a very delicate small plate and handed it to him. There was a small puff on it.

Miyama Asato still remembers his determination when Matsuda proposed this, but the sweet smell was really irresistible.

"……Thanks."

Yushan Chaodeng finally gave up his futile persistence.

He picked up the piece of dessert, which was specially made to be bite-sized, and put the whole thing into his mouth. The moment he bit it open, the smooth and sweet cream seeped into his lips and tongue. It was a little lighter than the sweetness he usually preferred, but both the texture and taste were excellent.

“…”

He didn't say anything for a long time. Zhu Fujingguang, who was wearing baking gloves, looked at him and couldn't help asking, "How is it?"

Miyama Asato remembered what Matsuda Jinpei said again.

As a professional cool guy who has always had a cold and aloof image, soft words like cute and gentle have never been associated with him.

He would not destroy his image in public for a little cake or something like that! Even if there was no one else here, even if he would basically never meet Zhu Fu Jing Guang again, even if Zhu Fu Jing Guang had a very gentle personality, there would definitely be no reaction of mocking him.

“…”

Zhu Fu Jingguang tilted his head and looked at him, his upturned cat eyes full of questions.

"Senior." Yu Shan looked at him and reached out to grab the corner of his clothes. "...Can I have another one?"

zero.

Zhu Fu Jingguang called out You Xunran's name in his heart, but nothing else followed.

He smiled at Yushan Chaodeng: "Of course, I'm glad you like it."

-

It was almost twelve o'clock and Furutani Rei still hadn't come back, but the two people in the room who were not particularly familiar with each other before were not affected at all.

Eating together can easily bring people closer, and Zhufu Jingguang has a very good personality. In just a few hours, Yushan Chaodeng dared to ask him questions actively.

Before this, Miyama Asato only knew that his boss was a perfect man who could do everything except give birth to a child himself, and Zhufu Jingguang was even more gentle than him.

It’s not that his boss isn’t gentle enough, but when his boss is gentle, his heart always beats faster. It’s better to keep a stern face towards him like when they are working.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sat on the sofa next to him. On the floor was an open guitar case, which contained a sniper rifle. While he was maintaining the gun, he gave Yu Shan Chao Deng some tips on how to make the food more delicious.

Although it seemed a bit strange for them to talk about such things under the circumstances, it also seemed like a very appropriate topic.

There was nothing that could be done about it. This was indeed only the second time they met. Even if there was hope that they could become friends, there was still nothing to talk about now.

Miyama Asato is an active police officer, and Morobushi Kagemitsu is an undercover police officer. Probably their only common topic is the organization.

In this case, Gin is also a very good topic. For example, Miyama Chao Deng met Gin last night, and met Gin again today. From the other party's movements, perhaps they can infer some important information.

But Yushan Chaodeng couldn't say it.

It’s better to be nice to your boss, at least he is one of the people who came out.

But how could Miyama Asato say this in the face of such a gentle Morobushi Kagemitsu?

Should I say that when I was with Mr. Fūya before, Gin from the organization found out. We pretended to be a couple to get away. Then when I accompanied you to a love hotel yesterday, Gin saw us again. Now he thinks we are all perverts.

...It's really perverted to say that!

Miyama Chaodeng decided to send the report to Mr. Furuya. He wrote a report on the whole process of meeting Gin the day before in the morning, and before he was ready to send it out, he met him again at noon.

It's too bitter.

Miyama Chaodeng thought sadly.

If they discuss what happened today, they will inevitably not be able to avoid Zhu Fu Jingguang's shooting just now.

As an undercover agent and a sniper, Zhu Fujingguang was inevitably contaminated.

Even if Miyama Chaodeng was in the same position as Zhufu Jingguang today, he would shoot directly when facing the enemy. But afterwards, he would never ask him gently if he wanted a snack as if nothing had happened, as the other party did.

How many times has this happened...are they always like this?

Yushan Chaodeng suddenly felt a little lost.

Zhu Fu Jingguang saw that he was a little depressed again. He knew that the younger generation was sensitive, but it was difficult for him to guess what the other person was thinking.

He assembled the sniper rifle and put it back into the box, but did not put away the soft cloth on his knees. He looked at Yushan Chaodeng and asked with a smile:

"Do you have a gun? Let me help you wipe it too."

Yushan Chaodeng was stunned for a moment, but did not refuse. He took out the matching pistol from the holster on his shoulder strap and handed it to Zhufu Jingguang.

This gun is also very well maintained, and you can see that the owner cherishes it very much.

It is a special model issued to police officers. Zhu Fujingguang also practiced with this gun when he was in the police academy a few years ago.

The familiar feel was somewhat nostalgic, but he had come this far and it was difficult to go back.

Zhu Fu Jingguang also fell silent. He disassembled the gun skillfully, lubricated it, wiped it, checked and aimed it, and then reassembled it very quickly.

It took a total of eighteen seconds, which was slightly slower than before.

"I haven't used this for a long time." Zhu Fu Jingguang stood up, made an aiming gesture, and aimed at the clock on the opposite side of the wall.

Even without firing, he knew he would hit the target he wanted. He always did this, and as the Scottish leader of the organization, he never missed.

Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed and was about to return the gun to Yushan Chaodeng. When he turned around to hand it over, he found that his junior was curled up on the sofa and fell asleep.

He blinked twice, looked at Yu Shan Chao Deng's peaceful sleeping face, and smiled helplessly: "Falling asleep already?"

He put the gun on the table in the living room, thought for a few seconds, walked over, picked up Yushan Chaodeng, and sent him to the second room upstairs with a purpose.

Without touching his clothes, she just put the Yushan Chaodeng on the bed and left on tiptoe.

After hearing the sound of the door closing gently, the white-haired young man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Yushan Chaodeng’s longest record of staying up late was four and a half days. Now he was just sitting quietly with the other person. There was no way he would be so rude as to fall asleep.

However, the moment Zhu Fujingguang raised his gun, the familiar feeling of dizziness suddenly came over him again, and he could only make such a move to cover it up.

He was dizzy and unconscious, and he couldn't explain it to the attentive Zhu Fu Jingguang.

“…”

Yushan turned over towards the light and raised his arms to cover his eyes. His nose felt sore and he forced himself not to think about what he saw.

The man who had just been chatting with him with a smile, held the gun and resolutely pulled the trigger towards his heart.

A bloody hole appeared on the chest, and the cell phone on the chest and the heart were pierced through.

The other person who heard the gunshot ran over like crazy. His purple-gray eyes reflected his best friend who had stopped breathing. His eyes lost their luster in an instant.

Yushan Chaodeng felt a slight pain in his heart, but this "pain" should be an illusion. After all, he should not feel any pain now.

——The third one. If all this is true, this is the third good friend of Mr. Furuya who has died. Will the fourth person, Mr. Date, also die?

Then, will Mr. Fūya also...?

Yu Shan Chaodeng's head was buzzing. Even though it didn't hurt, the dizziness and weak legs that made him feel uncomfortable when he stood up made him feel very uncomfortable.

He even felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. He propped himself up on the bed and sat up, wanting to go to the bathroom to wash his face, but the next second he was sitting on the floor again.

The door of the room was pushed open. When the man saw him, he was stunned for a moment in surprise, and then came to his side.

"Morning light?"

There was a broken snow screen in front of Yushan Chaodeng's eyes, and he couldn't see anything clearly, but he still heard the man's voice.

The man half-knelt beside him, holding his back with one hand, and asked something softly.

But Yushan Chaodeng couldn't hear anything. He felt as if his hearing and vision were sealed and he couldn't find his own existence.

He looked in the direction of the vague sound, and also only saw a blurry figure. He felt like he was abandoned by the world, unable to tell anyone about his fear.

Miyama Chaodeng closed his eyes and leaned forward onto the man's shoulder.

This extremely annoying boss, who had often scolded him since a long time ago and made him feel somewhat subconsciously afraid, now gave him a very definite sense of presence.

For the first time, Yushan Chaodeng stretched out his hand and put his arms around the man's waist, giving him a tight hug that was completely different from before.

"Mr. Fang Gu..."

Furiya Rei didn't expect that his friend would let his adjutant sleep in his room. He thought that at most he would have to go to the empty room that originally belonged to Akai Shuichi.

When he entered the room, he only saw Hiro. Morobushi Kagemitsu told him that the adjutant had gone to rest and that they could talk about it tomorrow if there was anything.

Since Fūya Rei dared to come back, he would be safe in the short term, so he agreed with his friend's suggestion and went back to rest for a while.

He really needed to take a rest. There were too many things to do today and he felt very tired. However, when he opened the door, he saw the young adjutant curled up beside the bed like an abandoned cat.

He began to regret assigning the task to his adjutant, but at that time, Miyama Chaodeng was indeed the most suitable candidate. And this guy's body...

Before Fūya Rei could ask anything, the young adjutant hugged him tightly.

He suddenly remembered the time in the bar when a passerby meddled in his business.

——Do you like it?

The next second, Yushan spoke to Deng. The voice was not clear, but he could hear that he was calling his name.

Furukaya Rei closed his eyes slightly, cursed himself in his heart for thinking about unnecessary things at the moment, tentatively reached out his hand, and gently stroked the adjutant's hair twice.

The soft hair passed through her fingers, with a slightly cool touch, leaning against him with a very trusting attitude.

Fūya Rei sighed and swallowed the words he was about to say to accuse the other party of not taking care of his body.

"Call me by my name."

He knew that the other party seemed to be unable to hear him, so he complained in a very low voice. :, m..,.