Chapter 26 Section 6

As soon as Zhe Lang got home, he found that the lights in the house were not turned on.Risako's boots and Mizuki's sneakers were gone.It appears that the two are out. He entered the dormitory, took off his clothes, and lay on the bed wearing only a T-shirt and flat underwear, recalling Yukio Hirokawa's words in his mind. What he said should not be insincere, he probably thought that Mei Yue was a good wife and mother from the bottom of his heart.It was because of this that he still wanted to find Mei Yue after a year had passed since she ran away from home. Zhelang thought of Yuri's face.His mother's running away from home may have caused some damage to his young heart, but he is innocent and cute, and he can't feel the haze in his heart.According to Zhe Lang's analysis, his father probably didn't speak ill of his mother.

Zhe Lang thought to himself, if it was that honest and honest man, it would be fine to send Mei Yue back. However, this is a pointless thing.Because Guangchuan's satisfactory married life is based on Mizuki's extremely painful performance, she can no longer be forced to continue. Zhe Lang unconsciously closed his eyes.Because for a while, he had no chance to sleep soundly.He caught a scent; Mizuki's quilt scent.The same air as that filled the room.Mizuki also slept here last night. Zhe Lang turned over and opened his eyes slightly.There was a crumpled T-shirt in front of her. It was the T-shirt that Mizuki wore as pajamas.

After staring at it for a while, Zhe Lang grabbed the T-shirt and sniffed it. The T-shirt exudes an uncanny scent, unlike soap or cologne. There was a sound at the door. Startled, Zhe Lang looked up and saw Mei Yue standing by the open door. "Ah... are you back?" "I went shopping and just got back." "I didn't notice." It seemed that he had dozed off.Zhe Lang found that he was holding the T-shirt tightly in his hand, so he quickly let go. "Where's Risako?" "There was another job looking for her, and she went out. She said she would come back later this evening."

"Yes." Zhe Lang straightened his upper body, unable to look directly at Mei Yue.She must have seen herself sniffing her T-shirt. She went shopping, apparently to prepare dinner.Zhe Lang was a little surprised to see her start cooking in the kitchen. "I invite you to eat the dishes I cooked with my own hands tonight. I have disturbed you here for so long, at least let me express my gratitude." "You don't have to be so polite." "Let me cook, I'm quite confident in cooking." "Oh...it seems so right." Mizuki stopped the hand that was chopping vegetables. "Did you hear what he said?"

"Yes." Zhelan replied.Mizuki just nodded expressionlessly. He decided to write while she was cooking.But I couldn't concentrate and didn't write a few words.Time passed in a blink of an eye, and Mizuki knocked on the door of the studio. "Awaited." The main course was goulash.Mizuki said she wanted to use the pressure cooker.Risako does have a good pressure cooker, but Zhe Lang has never eaten the dishes she made with that pot. "Delicious!" He said after taking a bite, not flattering. Mizuki smiled with satisfaction and gave a thumbs up. The two chatted about their college days until they drank the first bottle of wine.For example, there was a game where everyone was sure that they would win, and they were excited to pour juice on the coach, but they didn't expect the opponent to turn the tables and win in the last ten seconds, making everyone's faces turn green.

"Everyone was surprised to hear that the QB stopped playing after graduation." "yes?" "Anxi and the others don't know why, they are really angry." "Yes." On this point, Zhe Lang chose to remain silent. "How about QB and Risako?" Mizuki asked Zhelang. "How about what?" "According to my observation, you don't seem to get along very well." "Really?" Zhe Lang pretended to be calm and looked straight ahead. "Well, I don't want to ask for details. After all, husband and wife get along for a long time, there will always be many problems. I don't want to meddle in my own business."

Zhe Lang was silent.He always felt that it was a little strange to discuss with Meiyue about his husband and wife, and there were some things he didn't want to reveal. "It's ironic. I think everyone was so envious when Risako and QB dated, but once they got married, the relationship became a mess." "Everyone? Are they so envious of me?" "Of course, Risako is everyone's idol after all. You know Hayata is interested in Risako, right?" "Vaguely." Zhe Lang said so, but the fact is not the case.He did notice Hayata's affection for Risako.When Hayata looked at Risako, his eyes always had a special brilliance that he didn't usually have.

But Hayata never confessed her love to Risako until the end.He also came to Zhe Lang's wedding and presented him with a teacup from Royal Copenhagen as a congratulatory gift.The teacup is currently placed as a decoration in the TV cabinet.Risako often jokingly said: "We will use it when the upper-class guests come to the door." After opening the second bottle of wine, Zhe Lang said something difficult to say, which was about Yukio Hirokawa.Zhe Lang started with "it seems that a criminal policeman is looking for him". "Hayata knows that one of the household registration transcripts I found from the Tokura family belongs to Hiura. Before that, Sugai also asked Hayata strange questions, so Hayata decided that we were related to the murder case."

"After all, it would be too coincidental to call it a coincidence." "But why does Tokura have your household registration transcript? Do you have any idea?" "Not at all. I often send Miss Xiangli home, maybe when he was investigating her, he found out about me by the way." "But why was he able to find out your real identity?" "I don't know..." "Togura Yoshie said that those household registration transcripts seem to be thrown in the trash can. If he intends to investigate you, he should leave those materials, right?"

"Could it be that you've lost interest?" "Probably not." Zhe Lang looked at Mei Yue.After a stalker investigates the man next to the woman he's targeting, he discovers that "he" is actually a woman.Would a stalker not be interested in this fact? Mizuki also had a pensive expression on her face, drinking in silence. "By the way, he is really a good man." Zhe Lang changed the subject. "Is he looking well?" "It doesn't look like a patient, but it can't be called vigorous either. He's full of praise for Mizuki."

"He compliments me? No way." "Really." Zhe Lang detailed the conversation with Guang Chuan.Meiyue gradually lost her appetite, she put down her fork and rested her chin. "When I lived with him, I was full of apologies and always felt that I had ruined his life. I originally wanted him to live a real married life." "Does that include sex?" "Well, including sex." Mizuki smiled faintly. "However, there are some things that I can't accept. So I made up my mind that even if I can't be his woman, I will be his perfect partner in life. I think this should be able to redeem my sins." "A perfect life partner, plus a perfect mother." Zhe Lang tilted his glass of wine. "I also met Yuri, he seemed very energetic." Mizuki blinked, with an embarrassed expression on her face.It seems to be shy, but also kind of happy. "He doesn't look like me?" "No, that's not the case." "How tall is he?" "Height? I'm not sure. About this height?" Zhe Lang raised his right hand to an appropriate height. "He's grown up." Meiyue showed her eyes looking far away; a kind of gentle eyes Zhe Lang had never seen before.He thought, this is the eyes of his mother. She got up with the wine glass, walked to the balcony, opened the curtains, and looked at the night scene. "As Christmas approaches, the streets at night look so beautiful." Meiyue took a sip of wine and continued: "Last Christmas, I also thought about giving that child a present." "Give him a gift anonymously." "I can't do that, can I?" Mizuki smiled wryly, and immediately recovered her serious expression. "Am I worrying about boring things?" "Boring thing?" "Maybe I think too much about whether it's a man or a woman. Obviously, there are people who live beyond gender." She was probably referring to Suenaga Summi.This is not a topic that can be easily answered.Seeing that Zhe Lang didn't agree, Mei Yue turned around and said with a smile, "I want to drink some wine tonight, do you want to accompany me?" "OK." Zhe Lang raised his glass. There are two bottles of wine at home.In addition, there are half a dozen cans of beer, a bottle of wild turkey whiskey.The two drank all the wine.While drinking, Mizuki made kippers and sliced ​​cheese.Zhe Lang got up and urinated three times. "It's been a long time since I drank like this." Zhe Lang said, leaning his body on the sofa like a puppet.His breath reeked of wine. "Well, me too." Mei Yue lay on the loveseat. "Can't drink in 'Cat's Eye'?" "How does the bartender work if he's drunk?" Mei Yue straightened her upper body slowly, reaching for the cigarettes on the coffee table. "Maybe since that day, I haven't drunk to my heart's content." "What day do you mean?" "While going to the QB's house." "Oh." Zhe Lang rubbed his eyes. "I drank a lot at that time." "Since that time, I never want to get drunk." Mizuki exhaled the smoke while sighing. "Give me one too." When Zhe Lang said, Mei Yue widened her eyes and blinked. "Do you smoke too?" "I want to smoke. Even Hayata, who used to hate the smell of cigarettes, is now smoking." "Time goes by." Mizuki threw the cigarette case and lighter over.Zhe Lang received neither. "My movements have become sluggish. This is an aging phenomenon." Zhe Lang frowned and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case. "It's not related to aging, is it?" Mei Yue said with serious eyes. Zhe Lang didn't say a word, he held the cigarette in his mouth and lit it, smoking the cigarette tremblingly, feeling the feeling of the smoke entering his lungs.At the same time as there was a small stabbing pain in his chest, his brain was instantly numb.He almost choked, but held back. "There is a movie called "The Hunt For Red October" (The Hunt For Red October), there is a scene where the main character sneaks into a Soviet nuclear submarine and smokes a cigarette that cannot be smoked in order to show calmness. Your expression is exactly the same as the main character at that time. The expression is the same." Mizuki grinned. "You mean, am I such a handsome man?" "Well, yes. It's amazing." Mei Yue winked. The two swallowed clouds and fog in silence for a while, and the air near the ceiling turned white in an instant. "QB." "Ok?" "I...," Mei Yue lowered her gaze, but immediately stared straight at Zhe Lang. "I kissed Risako." Zhe Lang was dizzy due to the effect of alcohol, but this sentence still had an impact on him.He held the cigarette between his fingers, unable to respond, speechless, and even forgot to move his body. "Oh..." He finally said this sentence: "Yes." The cigarette ash lengthened, and he stretched his arm toward the ashtray. "Aren't you startled?" "No, I'm scared. I'm scared I don't know what to say." "But you are not angry. It seems to be angrily cursing: You actually shot at other people's wives!" Zhe Lang should be angry, maybe Mei Yue also really wants him to be angry.But Zhe Lang didn't have that kind of emotion in his heart.He thought to himself: Maybe it's better to pretend to be angry, but he really can't pretend. "When did this happen?" "Last night." Mizuki replied rudely. Zhe Lang nodded.He had met Risako this morning, but she had absolutely no sense that this had happened.Perhaps both Risako and Mizuki are mature enough not to reveal their inner shakes because of such a trivial matter. "I'm going to ask a silly thing, that is, isn't this a joke?" "I made the request. I asked her if I could kiss her. At least I didn't say it in a joking mood." "Then Risako agreed?" "Ok." "That's it." Zhe Lang extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray.Because of unskilled movements, the fire was not extinguished immediately.In order to completely extinguish the flame, Zhe Lang had to twist the cigarette out of shape. "Don't you feel angry?" Mei Yue asked Zhe Lang aggressively. "I don't know, it feels weird. Can I ask you another question?" "Are you going to ask me, why did I do that?" "Oh, yes." "I don't know, I don't know too well. I can only say, because I want to do that." Mei Yue suddenly stood up and looked down at Zhe Lang. "QB, stand up! Stand up and beat me up! If someone hits his woman, men will beat him up, right? You beat me up!" Mizuki became drunk, and her voice became higher. "Go to sleep, Hiura. Let your head calm down. After waking up, let's have a good chat." "What nonsense are you talking about?! Why don't you hit me? Hit me with this fist!" Mizuki grabbed Zhe Lang's hand.He shook off her hand, held her upper arm with both hands, and pushed her directly into the Japanese room. "Stop! Let me go!" he yelled. "I tell you to calm down!" Zhe Lang pushed her down on the quilt. Mei Yue raised her head and glared at him fiercely first, then she lay on the bed and turned her face away. Zhe Lang lay down on the bed in the bedroom and closed his eyes.He knew very well the reason for Miyue's outburst.Because she was sure Zhe Lang didn't treat her like a man.She wanted to be beaten as a man.However, it is also true that Zhe Lang was shocked when he heard the two kissing.In particular, this point that Risako accepted made him particularly concerned.He tried to imagine how she felt, but couldn't. Zhe Lang fell asleep unknowingly, and opened his eyes after hearing a slight sound.Mizuki opened the door and walked in. "Are you awake?" "Ok." "I'm sorry just now." "Have you calmed down yet?" "Ok." "That's good, you'd better go to sleep." Mizuki didn't respond, and remained silent in the dark. "QB, can I lie down next to you?" she said hesitantly. "Oh... yes." Zhe Lang moved his body to the side. Mizuki, who was only wearing a T-shirt and no sweatpants, slipped into his side. "Sorry, something happened that gave you a headache." "You don't need to apologize anymore, we are friends, right?" "Yes." Zhe Lang saw Miyue's smile, a lovely smile that he hadn't seen for a long time. She moved her body towards Zhe Lang, and his body became rigid. "Hey," she said, "do you want to play around like that day?" Zhe Lang was startled and stared at Mei Yue.She was looking at him too. "What did you say?" "I'm not drunk, I'm sober." "You're drunk. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to say something like that." "It doesn't matter if you're drunk? It doesn't matter if you're drunk or not." "Hipura..." Mizuki's face came closer.Zhelang couldn't move, he took the lip that Risako kissed last night.She smelled of the quilt. Mizuki straddled Zhe Lang with her bare legs.He knew he was going to get an erection, and that soon became a fact.Mizuki noticed it too. "Risako is coming back soon." Zhe Lang said. "Don't worry, she said she won't be back until the morning." Mizuki rode on top of him.Only then did Zhe Lang realize that she was not wearing underwear.She takes off her T-shirt.In the darkness, graceful curves emerged.Although there are muscles, it is indeed a woman's body. She moved her body slightly and took off Zhe Lang's boxer panties.He felt his erect cock exposed to the air. Meiyue raised her willow waist high first, then slowly lowered it.Zhe Lang's penis touched something.She wanted to continue to sit down, but her face twisted in pain, and she took a deep breath. "is it okay?" "Do not talk." Zhe Lang remembered what a female friend said: It will hurt when you haven't done it for a long time.What's more, Zhe Lang found that Meiyue was not wet. Mizuki changed the angle for a while, wiped her saliva for a while, and managed to incorporate his hard object.She even seemed a little impulsive, and the flustered breath came to Zhe Lang's ears. "give up." "don't want." "Why are you so persistent?" "Because I want to." Mizuki roared, holding his cock again, wanting to sit down. But in the next second, Zhe Lang felt his sexual desire rapidly fade away.The part held by her gradually softened.She let out a low cry. She sat near Zhe Lang's crotch, staring at his sluggish lower body.After a while like this, she sighed. "If the QB doesn't want to do it, there's no way around it." "It's still not good after all." Mizuki got out of bed without saying a word, and picked up the T-shirt she had taken off. "Sorry," she said, before leaving the room. Zhe Lang was shaken awake from his sleep, and what appeared in front of him was Risako's face.Her eyes were full of anger. "Oh, what's the matter?" "Where's Mizuki?" "Huh...?" Zhe Lang couldn't figure out what she was asking. "What's up with her?" "she is not here." It took Zhe Lang a moment to understand the meaning of this sentence.After understanding, Zhe Lang jumped up. Mizuki's luggage—the gym bag she had brought with her when she first came here—had disappeared from the Japanese room.Zhe Lang went to the entrance to look, and the worn-out sneakers were gone. Zhe Lang returned to the dormitory and hurriedly changed his clothes.Risako said something, but he didn't hear it.He rushed straight out of the house. All he wanted was one place, the park.Meiyue wanted to leave twice, and Zhe Lang persuaded her every time in that park and took her home.But for the third time, she was nowhere to be seen in the park.Zhe Lang ran all over the park, but didn't see her. He murmured: "Missed catch." The implication was that he lost the ball that he finally got.The ball belongs to the player who picked it up.If the enemy picks up the ball, they will immediately switch positions. On the way home, Zhelang met Risako.She asked, "How is it?" He shook his head silently. "What happened while I was away?" Seeing that he continued to remain silent, she asked again, "What are you going to do next?" Zhe Lang looked around and replied, "Of course I will find her." "How to find it?" "I will always find a way, and I will try to find her to show you." Zhe Lang murmured in his heart: because I am a quarterback.