Chapter 6 Section 6

Zhelang and Risako took out all the canned beer in the refrigerator, opened the brandy that others gave, and became the unexpected second stall.The topic is still the memories of the college days. No one mentioned winning, and the memory is full of losses or accidents. "Do you remember the Xijing War in the third grade?" Sugai blushed and said with a wicked smile, "When Nishiwaki's pass was intercepted and the ball almost fell into the opponent's hands, he even concentrated on the interceptors. , and then flew into the air..." "Somehow, the ball ended up in Anzai's hands, right?" Risako made a gesture of holding the ball, "Then everyone shouted: run!"

"That Anxi guy, out of nowhere, ran. There was no one in front of him. In her American football career, that was the most unprecedented touchdown opportunity." "I also think he's going to touchdown, so excited." "Unexpectedly, he fell and ate shit, and everyone almost fainted." Hearing what Xu Bei said, Zhe Lang also remembered the scene at that time, and couldn't help laughing.Anxi, who was holding the ball at the time, fell in front of the scoring line. "That guy, since then he has been gaining weight in middle age." Xu Bei laughed again after speaking.

The past is endless.When talking about American football, no one seems to care about Mizuki's special situation.Everyone became garrulous, drank more, and drank faster. As a result, Xu Bei was the first to pass out.Everyone carried him to the Japanese room next to the living room, and the banquet came to an end. "Hiura went to the bedroom to sleep with Risako." Zhe Lang said, but Mei Yue didn't nod. "I'll just sleep on the sofa." "But……" "Just treat me like a shellfish." She looked up at Zhe Lang slightly. Zhe Lang was taken aback suddenly, re-aware of the complexity of the situation, and himself who had not yet fully accepted the situation in front of him.

He just said "OK", and Risako silently moved the blanket over. At three o'clock in the morning, Zhelang and Risako were lying side by side on the double bed in the bedroom.In fact, he hadn't slept on this bed for a long time.However, neither of them talked about it, and each turned off the night light by the bed. Zhe Lang closed his eyes, but didn't feel sleepy at all.The more you want to sleep, the more awake your head will be.He opened his eyes and looked at the blurred image on the ceiling in the dimness. A scene came to mind. Mizuki was naked.She put her legs up, her feet slightly spread, and her hands supported her body behind her.She has a well-proportioned body with little fat and firm muscles.The small but well-shaped breasts are facing Zhe Lang, the nipples are pink and light brown, and the pubic hair is not thick.Fluorescent lamps illuminated her whole body.

In May of my senior year in college, an invisible drizzle continued to fall outside the window.The curtains were not drawn, and Zhe Lang's figure was reflected on the window glass.He just came out of the toilet, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught his dazed figure reflected on the window. "Come on." Mizuki looked up at him and said.A cold smile appeared on her face, "Or, you don't want it?" "No..." He looked away from her, and his whole body became hot. After the party held in the hotel, Mei Yue followed Zhe Lang back to the residence for some reason.Go to the QB's room for another drink; oh, ok—maybe the two had a conversation like that.Indeed, Zhelang didn't remember.

The two drank some cheap bourbon without knowing it.Meiyue can drink very well, and Zhe Lang can't drink too badly.But they were both very drunk that night. Mei Yue took off her clothes when Zhe Lang went into the toilet, and she waited naked for him to come out of the toilet. Zhe Lang didn't remember very clearly what happened after that.But until now, he can still think of the touch of Mizuki's body.The smooth and tender skin is full of elasticity. When hugging her tightly, her body is as flexible as a young bamboo. Mizuki is not a virgin.But when Zhe Lang entered her, she still frowned in pain.After turning off the fluorescent lamp, the faint light of the bulb sprinkled on her face.Zhe Lang hugged her body, watched her expression several times, and recognized her reaction.She closed her eyes tightly, pressed her lips tightly, and did not utter a moan of joy, only the sound of breathing was heard in her ears, and Zhe Lang wondered if she only felt pain.

However, shortly after the first ejaculation, Mizuki automatically reached for his cock.When the penis became erect again, Mizuki asked him, "Do you want to do it again?" Zhe Lang immediately lay on top of her.He was at a vigorous age at that time, and he vented all his energy and physical strength on Miyue, and she also had a body strong enough to withstand Zhelang's offensive.The two had sex several times before dawn.It was a sweltering night, and the two were sweating profusely.The quilt spread out on the tatami was damp with sweat.When I lifted the quilt to see, the sweat even seeped into the tatami.The two of them fell into a deep sleep after finishing their work. When they woke up, they saw clumps of tissue paper scattered around, and the room was filled with a fishy smell.

Zhe Lang still finds it unbelievable until now, what happened to him that night?Before that, he was not particularly aware that Mizuki was of the opposite sex, and he never dreamed of having a relationship with her.Zhe Lang believes that she should be the same.Because of this, Zhe Lang would not care about sharing a room with her lonely man and widow.At that time, she invited herself like that, which could only be said to be abrupt. How had Mizuki left his place that morning?Zhelang couldn't remember.She probably went back as if nothing had happened.In fact, the relationship between the two has not become close since that day.They hung out and talked as before, and there was nothing more emotional than the football quarterback-manager relationship.Even when the two of them were alone, what happened that night never became a topic of conversation.

Zhe Lang didn't want to think too deeply about it, he told himself that it didn't mean much.He decided that he and Miyue were just like many young people who got acquainted by striking up a conversation and had sex that day, and they just tasted the forbidden fruit in a half-joking atmosphere. But of course this kind of thinking can't convince me, and Mizuki is not the kind of woman who will sleep with men casually.Having said that, Zhe Lang didn't have the courage to ask her why she did that.He always felt that in this way, he would step on a dangerous aerial rope.So, he chose to escape.

For more than ten years, the events of that night have been deeply hidden in Zhe Lang's heart, turning into a wonderful memory and imprinted in his mind.Up to now, he no longer wanted to explore the thoughts in Mei Yue's heart, and he gave up thinking that it was impossible to know what she was thinking.Can only simply draw conclusions - what made him whim. but…… Mizuki said she thought of herself as a man a long time ago.That being said, it should be the same for Zhe Ming who hugged him sweaty at that time.Zhe Lang followed the same method to understand what is going on in the mind of a man who is mentally a man but has sex with a man.Could it be a homosexual mentality, but Zhe Ming thinks otherwise.

When he was thinking about it, he heard a slight sound from outside the room.The wooden floor creaked, and someone was walking. Zhe Lang thought, maybe someone is going to the toilet.Then he heard someone taking shoes from the entrance and slowly opening and closing the door. Zhe Lang sat up, and Risako, who was sleeping next to him, breathed evenly. He got out of bed, put on the sweatpants left at his feet, put on a hooded jacket with his bare upper body, and walked out of the hallway.Mizuki's sneakers had disappeared from the shoe shelf in the entrance.Opening the door of the living room, he saw that there was no one on the sofa, and Xu Bei's loud snoring came from his ears. Zhe Lang opened the drawer of the TV cabinet, took out the keys and wallet, and turned to the entrance.He put on his jogging shoes barefoot and opened the door.The air was cold, but he didn't have time to go back to his room to add a T-shirt to his hooded jacket. Zhe Lang took the elevator to the first floor and ran through the spacious entrance hall to the gate.A large truck is driving past the front of the apartment.Zhe Lang walked to the sidewalk and looked around, but he didn't see Mei Yue.If she had taken a taxi, it would have been impossible to catch up with her. Zhelang jogged towards Higashi Koenji Station.Along the way, as long as he saw gaps between buildings and other places that could shelter from the rain, Zhe Lang would take a careful look, but he didn't see Meiyue. When he passed a small park, he stopped and looked around, but there was no one in the park.When he was about to take another step, something came into view directly in front of him. A trash can was placed at the entrance of the park, and a familiar object hung on the edge of the trash can.He went over and picked it up. It was definitely right, it was the wig that Mizuki had worn before.Zhe Lang leaned into the trash can, where the black skirt and gray jacket were thrown. Zhe Lang walked into the park, stared at the bushes, and stared intently.He thought to himself, it would be nice if he had a flashlight. Out of the corner of my eye, I felt something moving.Zhe Lang quickly turned his head to look, and there was a dark shadow under the slide, as if someone was squatting there.He approached slowly, and vaguely saw the back of a man in a black shirt. Mei Yue hugged her knees with her hands, buried her face in her knees and sat on the ground, with her only luggage, a sports bag, beside her. Zhe Lang approached her and put his hand on her shoulder.Mizuki twisted her body in shock and raised her head.At first, when she saw Zhe Lang, her eyes were fierce, and she immediately showed the expression of a child who was about to cry. "QB..." "Why did you run out?" Zhe Lang asked, "Did something make you unhappy?" She lowered her head and shook her head, "I don't want to trouble you." "We don't find it troublesome at all. Don't think too much. Go, go back." But she shook her head again. "Being able to see everyone, I am already satisfied. I have resigned to my fate, so I will live alone from now on." "I think I understand your determination. But you don't have to leave without saying a word, do you? Aren't you afraid that we will be worried?" "I'm sorry. But if I stay any longer, you will definitely keep me." "Of course. At this time, how could we let you go?" Hearing what Zhe Lang said, Mei Yue stood up, patted on her jeans, picked up her sports bag, and walked in the opposite direction of Zhe Lang's house. "My home is here." "I'm going to take a taxi and find a business hotel for the night, so you won't worry about it?" "Wait!" Zhe Lang grabbed her arm as she started walking, "Why are you so stubborn!" "I'm not stubborn." Mizuki shook off Zhelang's hand, "I can't cause trouble for QB and Risako, in fact, just meeting is causing trouble for you..." She lowered her head and bit her lip. "I really don't understand," Zhe Lang laughed, "Why do you think this is causing trouble for us? It's just letting old friends live at home, and it's no big deal." "No, it's not like that." Mizuki grabbed her short-haired head and followed the ground. "I don't want to get you guys into trouble. If you mess up a QB's life by being involved with me, I'll die with guilt." "You're exaggerating, how could that happen? You think too much. Anyway, let's go home. If you have something to say, let's go home and listen to you." Zhe Lang tried to grab Mei Yue's arm again, but she backed away.When he wanted to take another step, Mizuki held out her right hand to stop him. "No! I can't go." There was a tragic tone in her tone, and it was only then that Zhe Lang realized that something was unusual. "Are you hiding something?" Mizuki looked away and remained silent, with an expression of not knowing what to say. "Tell me! I must ask about this." Mizuki seemed to be hesitating whether to say it or not, her eyes fixed on a certain point, and she took deep breaths repeatedly. After a while, she looked up at Zhe Lang. "Even if I don't tell you, you will know sooner or later." "What do you mean? When will you know?" "Hurry up tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow." "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" Zhe Lang couldn't understand what she was saying at all. "Since I will know sooner or later, what does it matter if you tell me now?" "If I say so, will you go back alone?" "I can't guarantee that, it depends on the situation." Zhe Lang thought, she would probably say angrily: treacherous!But her reaction was the exact opposite.She first smiled lightly, then shook her head slowly. "After listening to me, QB probably won't keep me. Maybe it's better to say it." Zhe Lang didn't understand the true meaning of her words, this time he fell into deep thought. Meiyue let out a "huh" breath, "Someone is chasing me." "Huh?" Zhe Lang said.He thought he heard something else. "Someone is chasing you?" "Yes, someone is chasing me. To be precise, it should be... I think someone is chasing me." Mizuki nodded as if accepting this statement. "The people chasing me are the police. It's only a matter of time before they find me. By then I'm finished." "Police? Ripu..." Zhe Lang was confused, "What did you do?" "You want to know?" "of course." "That's right, it's human nature to want to know." Mei Yue shrugged her shoulders and looked at Zhe Lang again. "The charge is homicide. I killed someone." These words reached Zhe Lang's ears, piercing his heart like a sharp knife.The violent impact made him unable to move for a moment, and he couldn't even make a sound. "Did you hear that?" Mizuki asked him.Her expression is like a little devil.Zhe Lang was thinking in his confused head—that was indeed a woman's face.