Chapter 29 Chapter Twenty Eight

It was two days later that I understood the meaning of Xiaohui's words.I saw that report in the evening paper I was opening at the time of the bar opening.Published in the corner of the society page, it is located in a small square of about three by seven centimeters above the advertisement for gastrointestinal medicine. After reading the report, I felt that my fingertips became cold.My intuition told me that it was Xiaohui who went to report to the police.I took out my mobile phone and was about to press speed dial when I stopped.I ran up the steps of the bar, looking for a payphone on the way.With the change, she dialed Shizuka Mido's mobile phone number.

"Hey……" A strange male voice answered.I felt nauseous and hung up the phone with all my might.I have heard that the mobile phone can display the calling number, and even if it is displayed, the police can also analyze the number.If I call from my mobile phone.They can probably follow the number to find out my name and address, right? Then I dialed the number of the Kojimachi apartment.The other party answered the phone, but remained silent.I heard a gentle breathing sound, it was Xuan Liang.I know she can't hear me, but I can't help it. "Miss Shizuka was arrested because of me, I'm sorry."

The good breath continued steadily.Her breath reassured me a little, and I slowly put down the microphone. Newspapers did not follow up on the matter.The name "La Club Passion" was also mentioned only once on the TV news.However, weekly magazines and sports newspapers, which are very sensitive to such sex-related scandals, publish Shizuka Mido's name and close-up photos of her face every day.According to reports, she seems to have worked as a model when she was young.Photos of her in seventies clothes kept popping up on the pages.Flared jeans are paired with patchwork sweaters in tanned leather and knitted fabrics, and matching knitted hats.No one knows this photo.The shadow of false eyelashes fell on half the face, and the eyebrows were drawn as thin as silk threads.The Shizuka Mido I knew was completely different.

I am waiting for the police summons.I've come to my senses.I'm over twenty years old and I'm an adult.If Midou Shizuka is guilty, I should be guilty as well.But the strange thing is that after a few days, the police have not contacted me. Before I knew it, I resumed my life of going to the minimum number of classes that I should have, and going to the bar to help customers make drinks at night.I've gotten out of my sex life.I even had the experience of running with two clients in one day before. I didn't expect that once I stopped having sex, I would get used to it very quickly.While there are times when I'm tormented by a piece of someone's physical body coming alive to the point where I can touch it, the number of times is too infrequent to count.

Thus ended my twentieth summer.All that was left were memories of calling jobs that should have been completely different in color and smell, but had a strange resemblance, and the bills stuffed in envelopes in the backpack.I haven't seen many of these banknotes, but they must be more than a few million. If the amount is used to buy a foreign car or a gemstone ring the size of a fingertip, it will disappear without a trace.Neither of those things worked for me.Money without purpose is just a number. What did I do this summer? It turns out that the last memories I can trace back are not that different from those summers I spent as a teenager.