Chapter 83 Chapter 83 "1207, what are you doing...

Dinner was cooked by Yuuki Morobushi.

Morobushi Kagemitsu wanted to help, but Morobushi Yuki pretended to be aggrieved and asked, "Are you going to deprive your father of the right to cook for his son?" He had no choice but to give in and was left behind to chat with Morobushi Ryoka and Morobushi Takaaki.

They knew that Zhu Fu Jingguang had not yet recovered his memory, so they did not ask about his affairs, nor did they pull Zhu Fu Jingguang to reminisce about the past and recall his childhood. They just told him where they had been, who they had seen, and what happened in the past few months.

This kind of atmosphere doesn't feel like that of long-lost relatives, but rather like that of old friends who haven't seen each other for a long time.

It's like a breeze blowing through the forest in summer, and it feels as comfortable as the climate here.

In these conversations, as bland as boiled water, Zhu Fujingguang learned that his parents, while on their way to find him, were also living their own lives, appreciating the diverse cultural landscapes and experiencing the changing seasons. They would notice which sunsets were particularly beautiful, and when their eldest son finished a major case, they would drag him along, and the three of them would run to the beach to watch the sunrise.

Although Zhufu Jingguang had no involvement in these things, he not only did not feel wronged or excluded, but instead felt strangely at ease.

They chatted for more than half an hour, then Zhu Fu Youshu brought the food to the table and invited them to come over and eat.

Although there are quite a few dishes, strictly speaking they are not very sumptuous, they are all home-cooked dishes.

Morobushi Ryoka smiled and said that their family's chef was Morobushi Yuki, and asked Morobushi Jingguang to taste the chef's cooking skills.

Yuuki Morobushi proudly introduced the dishes on the table. Apart from two local dishes from Nagano, the others were local dishes he learned while passing through different places in the past two years.

Zhu Fu Takaaki disagreed and told his father not to use the excuse of welcoming Jingguang back to cook more dishes with less vegetables. Zhu Fu Yushu pretended not to hear what he was saying.

Following the introduction and tasting each dish, Zhufu Jingguang was very impressed with his father's cooking skills - this was the first person Zhufu Jingguang met who was not a chef but whose cooking skills were comparable to his.

It turns out that his culinary talent was inherited from his father.

Perhaps it was because they had been busy and worked a lot throughout the day, or perhaps it was because their emotions were too up and down. After all, my parents are old and their energy is not as good as that of ordinary people. They showed some fatigue in the second half of dinner.

Knowing that he would not be allowed to help with the cleanup after just returning, Morufu Jingguang took the initiative to say that he was a little tired and wanted to rest. He was immediately taken to a room by Morufu Ryoka: "Clothes and daily necessities are all in the room. But we came back in a hurry this time. If there is something you forgot to prepare, please come to us for it. Go to bed early, Xiaoguang."

"You too, Mom." Zhu Fujingguang bent down slightly and hugged his mother.

This was probably the original room of Morobushi Kagemitsu.

The overall decoration is light blue. The bed, table and chairs have been replaced with adult sizes, and the style is also classic and simple. It is cleaned very cleanly and tidy. There is a light fragrance in the air. It is impossible to tell that this place has been idle for several years.

But Zhu Fujingguang could see the traces of his childhood growth in the marks on the height measuring tape on the wall, and he could see a happy family of four in the childish children's paintings framed on the table.

His life had stopped here at the last measurement of his height, and luckily reappeared in this place with these new furniture.

Zhu Fu Jingguang walked slowly to the wardrobe in the room and prepared to take a set of pajamas to wash up, but when he stood in front of the wardrobe, he seemed to smell a horrible smell of rust, and a thick black and red liquid flashed before his eyes.

With his hands on the wardrobe door, the old wardrobe made a slight creaking sound as it could not bear the weight. It did not alarm the people outside the room, but it made Zhu Fu Jingguang regain consciousness. He found that the scene in front of him was clear and there was no scary scene at all.

...After the drug was used on him, Komorobushi Kagemitsu's memory was confused. He had such a memory that lasted for most of his life.

It's okay, mom and dad are just outside the door.

Telling himself this, Zhu Fu Jingguang simply opened the wardrobe door, and was then shocked by the clothes inside, instantly forgetting what was in his mind.

It is not known whether it was the idea of ​​Ryoka Morobushi or Yuki Morobushi - although Keimitsu Morobushi would like to subjectively assume that it was the bad idea of ​​the father who seems to be more sentimental, but it is most likely that the couple has the same bad taste - they don't know what the personality of their youngest son is like now, and they also feel that the eldest son, who has only seen the youngest son once, cannot fully see his actual personality and hobbies through the surface of the youngest son.

So... I bought all kinds of clothes.

From the most basic T-shirts and shirts to the increasingly rebellious ripped jeans, metal chain and skull leather jackets, and then to the cute puff sleeves... until the cat-eyed young man pulled out a French dress from it in disbelief: Mom and Dad, you have even considered the possibility of transgender people, right?

Putting the skirt back silently, Zhu Fu Jingguang began to rummage through the pajamas. With a serious face, he carefully searched through a bunch of fluffy cat pajamas, rabbit pajamas, and little dinosaur onesies, and finally found a pair of ordinary plaid pajamas with great difficulty.

Carrying clothes, a bath towel with a cat pattern and toiletries placed in a prominent position on the table, Zhufu Jingguang went to the bathroom at the end of the corridor to take a shower according to Zhufu Gaoming's previous introduction.

When he walked out of the bathroom, steaming all over, the whole house had become quiet. Both his brother and parents had gone back to their rooms to rest.

The breathing light of the mobile phone on the table was flashing. Zhu Fujingguang opened it and saw that there was a missed call from "zero", so he called back while wiping his hair.

"Zero?"

There was a pause of a few seconds on the other end of the phone before he spoke: "Good evening, Hiro. Did your meeting with your family go well today?"

"It went smoothly. My brother picked us up right after we left Nagano Station. My parents were waiting for us at home. They were... very nice to me."

"Mr. and Mrs. Morobushi have been looking forward to Hiro's return. You must have talked a lot today," said Furuya Rei, with a smile in his voice. "I wonder if you talked about the interesting things about Hiro's childhood. I suddenly regret not having the nerve to follow Hiro back to Nagano."

The sound of drying his hair would interfere with answering the phone, so Zhu Fujingguang simply wiped the still dripping ends of his hair with the towel and put it away. "Actually, we only talked about recent events. My parents probably think that I haven't remembered my childhood memories yet, so now is not the time to reminisce about the past."

Before Furuya Rei could open his mouth to comfort him, Morifushi Kagemitsu teased, "Zero also met my parents when he was a child, right? Why are you calling them so unfamiliarly, Mr. Morifushi and Mrs. Morifushi? They'd be sad to hear that."

"What should I call you then?"

Noticing that Furuya Rei's tone on the other end of the line had become noticeably nervous, Morobushi Kagemitsu was about to relent and say, "Just call them uncle and auntie normally," when he heard Furuya Rei hesitate and say, "Well... it's not yet time for me to follow Hiro in calling them dad and mom... I feel like Mr. Gao Ming will give me a fierce look and warn me..."

Zhu Fujingguang: "..." Zero, do you want to listen to what you are saying? !

The young man with cat eyes felt his body temperature, especially the temperature of his face, suddenly rise. He walked to the floor fan to try to cool himself down. "Brother, how can you be as scary as Zero said?"

Jianggu Ling: "..."

Furuya Rei laughed: "Hiro, won't you refute the previous part?"

Hearing You Xunran's laughter, Zhu Fujingguang was furious and said, "Then Zero should just follow me home next time. Let's see how they react if I call them that."

Jiang Gu Ling was as quiet as a chicken.

But quietness has never been a virtue of Rei Furuya, especially in front of his sweetheart. He advised: "If Hiro's hair is not dry yet, don't blow it in front of the fan. It will easily give you a headache."

"Zero even discovered this?" Zhu Fujingguang turned off the fan in confusion, put down his phone, turned on the hands-free mode, and wiped his hair with the towel again. "So, Zero called me tonight to tell me something?"

"Can't I talk to Hiro if I don't have anything else to do?" Furuya Rei's voice sounded aggrieved. "I just want to hear Hiro's voice."

Zhu Fujingguang wanted to turn on the fan again.

He decided to change the subject: "Jin Ping sent me a message saying he's packed up and heading back to Tokyo. Did he finish the paperwork so quickly?"

"Well, I never completely removed his file from the Metropolitan Police Department in the first place. This is just like reinstating him. The procedure is much simpler than the previous fabrication." Furuya Rei asked, "Hiro used to live with Matsuda in Kanagawa. Matsuda has returned to Tokyo. What are Hiro's plans next?"

This is indeed what he was thinking about tonight.

Although neither his parents nor his brother asked Zhu Fujingguang about his next plans, Zhu Fujingguang could see that they had finally found their youngest son who had been lost for many years, and they definitely wanted to spend more time with him.

He doesn't have a stable job at the moment, so moving his musical instrument store in Kanagawa to Nagano seems like a suitable option at the moment.

So, Zhufu Jingguang told this initial idea to Furuya Ling.

"Although I really want Hiro to come to Tokyo, Hiro probably wants to spend more time with his family right now," said Furuya Rei, expressing his understanding. "I will come to Nagano to see Hiro often."

After reminding Fūya Rei to get enough rest, this purely daily chat call ended, and Zhufu Jingguang lay on the bed and prepared to rest.

The quilt was clean and comfortable, with the unique scent of the forest here, and there was no coffee smell that made him feel uncomfortable. It was so comfortable that the cat's eyes curved into a happy arc, and he soon fell asleep.

…

In front of me is the ceiling that I’m tired of looking at day after day.

But Zhu Fu Jingguang moved his still soft and weak body, but still couldn't turn over.

He sighed silently in his heart: the sniper who could parkour nimbly between tall buildings not long ago, now turned into a baby and couldn't even change his perspective.

Although the mother hung a fluffy cat pendant on the stroller yesterday, Zhu Fujingguang was not a real child mentally after all. After he could draw the calico cat pendant with his eyes closed, he lost interest in it.

Listening to the rustling sounds in his mind, Zhu Fu Jingguang asked, "1207, what are you doing?"