Days as a Reincarnator in Yokohama

Chapter 55

The days of hospitalization seemed to be a nightmare all day long.

The dream is mixed with inaudible whispers and colorful color blocks, as well as countless eyes and monsters whose shapes cannot be described.

Seems to have seized the opportunity of his poor state, the strange curse under the collarbone is like moss in the shadows, tentatively stretching out little by little, showing the star spots of the eyes as a whole, more and more appearing in a trance Small eyes, squinting and smiling.

The san value drops and rises, rises and falls, but it always spins around sixty or seventy, like dancing on the edge of a cliff, and there will be a strong wind at any time, and it will fall under the cliff.

Illness comes like a mountain.

The energy in the gourmet cells in the body was consumed a lot, struggling to maintain his battered body, and finally he couldn't stretch the line, and the autophagy further aggravated.

Even the slightest touch of his skin could elicit massive bruises and bleeding.

His whole body seemed to be sinking to the bottom of the sea, unable to struggle.

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No one thought that the situation of Pingchuan Yaji was so serious this time.

In the past, although he sat in a wheelchair all day, in fact, except for the fact that he was in poor condition before he went to recuperate, there were no abnormalities in his daily activities, just a little attention, but this time is different.

That night, he developed a fever in a daze, and couldn't wake up from a nightmare, his san value was very low, and his whole body was raining emotionally.

The doctors can't help it.

Gourmet cells lack energy, and autophagy surges up like a tide. The barriers that originally filled the various organs gradually collapse, and the previous damage can no longer be concealed.

Therefore, according to the various examination reports presented to the doctors, the patient's physical condition may be weaker than that of a person in his 70s and [-]s. At his level, even if the heart matching is successful, it is impossible to meet the requirements of the operation.

The sudden turn of the situation caught everyone off guard.

After hearing the news, the upper echelons urgently asked for help from the Red King of Zhenme Town.

On the evening of the second day, the Red King's "Barbara" and his party arrived in Yokohama.

Standing downstairs in the hospital, the Scarlet King Zhou Fangzun took a deep breath of cigarette, and then let it out slowly.

The asphalt ground under his feet slowly melted the traces of footprints. Under the scorching summer heat, his whole body seemed like an extremely hot powder keg, giving people a feeling that it would explode at any time.

"King, it's so hot, put away the fire." Barbara's second hand gently fanned the ten bundles of tatara.

Zhou Fangzun glanced at his sweaty forehead, remained silent for a while, trying to calm down the restless royal energy in his body.

The energy of the Scarlet King cannot be easily tolerated by the human body. It is violent and difficult to tame. It is like a scorching sun, like hellfire. While hurting the enemy, it is also burning himself. Sometimes he himself is difficult to control, and most of the time he falls asleep. , to suppress the violent energy.

In less than a hundred years since the emergence of the king, the third king, the Red King, has had the most rotations. When the Silver King and the Gold King have not changed from beginning to end, the Red King has gone through the tenth generation. He has reigned for less than nine years, and he is the king with the strongest combat power, and also the king with the most dangerous deviation value.

White smoke drifted slowly from the melted asphalt, and Zhou Fangzun entered the hospital side by side with ten bunches of Duo Duoliang.

At this time, most people don't know that there are three kings gathered in Yokohama. If any one of them has an accident, the entire Kanto region will evaporate under the sword of Damocles under the chain reaction.

Similarly, on the way from Shizuoka to Yokohama, Nakahara Naoya ordered Tanaka Naoya to speed up and return to Yokohama.

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Hirakawa Yaji felt his consciousness sinking in countless eyeballs, and there was no flame around him, but it was burning like he was about to evaporate.

He couldn't hear clearly but kept whispering whispers in his head, he couldn't wake him up, and he couldn't fall asleep completely. He was struggling half asleep and half awake, but he became more and more tired. He wanted to get up, but he could only His back was arched in vain, his neck propped up like a dying swan.

The endless eyeballs are getting closer and closer, with scorching flames, as if they are licking at his soul, every time one feels a heart-piercing pain.

Outside, Zhou Fangzun had already replenished the energy of Pingchuan Yaji, and the blazing red energy was burning hot.

Nakahara Chuya fell asleep in the car, his consciousness entered Chi Ye's body, and he saw that he was still restless between the brows and his forehead was wet.

"Meow~" He crawled to the pillow of Hirakawa Yaji, and the soft plum blossom cushion brushed away the hair on his forehead.

Then she nestled quietly on the side of his neck and fell asleep.

But this time was different from the past, he did not fall asleep in his body, but sank into the dream of Hirakawa Yaji.

The sea of ​​memory is flooded.

While the strange power invaded the soul, it also disturbed the dusty memory.

Hirakawa Yaji finally remembered that forgotten memory——

Eight years ago.

The soul that accidentally broke into this strange world wanders around the world, and the sweetness of the soul attracts all kinds of weirdness.

After another hunt for the purpose of hunting, he hastily hid in a strange land, hugging his knees and hiding in an opaque corner, his fragile soul body was covered with scars like cracks in glass.

Not far away, the sun was shining all over the earth, he hid from the light, and sincerely prayed that the sun would drive away that weird thing.

But Wei Wei has a nose that is smarter than a dog, and he found it by following his breath.

Just when Wei Yi was about to enter his hiding place, a young man with flamboyant orange-red hair descended from the sky, frowning and crushing Wei Yi, who was wearing blood with one eye.

In every move of the other party, he felt a terrifying energy like the scorching sun from this young man, which attracted him like water in the desert.

In the following period of time, he quietly followed the boy.

He watched him struggle to maintain a self-defense organization composed of orphans in this chaotic place, and saw him being relied on for granted. He was already trying to find ways to make money to fill his stomach at such a young age. In addition, he has to patrol and eliminate the strange things. He is busy all day long, but his condition is inexplicably getting worse.

He wanted to show up to thank him, but found that the boy who could see strange things couldn't see him.

Until one day, his soul accidentally crashed into the body of a white cat that had just died.

In the form of a cat, he couldn't wait to come to the boy's side.

And maybe it was fate, the boy took in this white cat with gilt eyes.

Although the following years were bitter, there seemed to be a kind of peace and stability in the years, and he also awakened the gift from the previous life, which can really help him. They have a common secret, cuddling together in this chaotic world. living in the slums.

Life is hard, but it seems extraordinarily happy and free.

Boys have their own romance and innocence, like a white cloud in the sky, soft and pure, the white cats will play with him lively, quietly picking wild apricots from summer branches, and they can't hide their sour teeth smile.

Until the end, an accident happened, and all the good things were frozen.

The system took his soul to find the original body, and made a deal with the original owner who was on the verge of collapse and was afraid of causing other people to die.

Memories are like waves surging forward, bringing countless joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys, so fresh.

Pingchuan Yaji re-experienced that memory from the first perspective, and suddenly realized why when they first met, they had the familiar feeling of reunion after a long absence. It turned out that they really knew each other a long time ago.

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Consciousness was ups and downs in the colorful dream, when Hirakawa Masaki woke up again, there was a feeling of a world away.

As soon as he woke up, with a slight movement, he woke up the people around him.

A warm hand subconsciously touched his forehead, slightly damp with sweat, but the temperature had already dropped.

"Ahem, Chuya, why are you here?" Because of illness, Hirakawa Yaji's voice sounded a bit hoarse.

Just after a big dream, he saw another protagonist, and he couldn't help being in a trance.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned on the small lamp beside the bed, fed him some water, and saw that he seemed to be more comfortable, before replying:

"When I came back from Shizuoka, I heard that you were hospitalized, so I came here to accompany you."

He said it lightly, but actually his eyes were dark. After he entered the dreamland, from the perspective of Pingchuan Yaji, he experienced the parting of life and death again, and his mood was difficult to calm down for a long time.

He felt uneasy if he didn't see Pingchuan Art Collection with his own eyes.

So against Kunikida Doppo's complicated eyes, he insisted on staying to take care of him.

He concealed those negative emotions, leaned closer and lightly pecked Hirakawa Yaji's lips.

"Miss me?" whispered in his ear.

"I think about it." Hirakawa Yaji hooked his fingers and answered without hesitation.

Whether it is as a golden sauce or a Hirakawa collection, I want to.

He greedily inspected this familiar yet unfamiliar face, and gently stroked his eyebrows with his fingers, as if treating a gem worth billions.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't speak, and let his fingertips ignite clusters of fire. When he stroked his lips, he suddenly grabbed the slender fingertips and kissed them delicately.

Kissing wasn't enough, he couldn't help biting down with his fangs, raised eyebrows and eyes like a rebellious wolf, staring at Hirakawa Yaji's face.

The dim light outlined their outlines, and the atmosphere gradually became hotter.

In the dead of night, there were only the two of them in the ward, and it was the reunion after a long absence and the newly married couple.

Suddenly, the lights went out.

In the darkness, the slender wrist hooked the other party's neck, fingertips passed through the slightly stiff hair, and fell down on the single bed in the ward.

Heavy panting sounds intertwined.

In the end, it was Chuya Nakahara who remained rational. He finally remembered that this was a hospital, and Masaki Hirakawa was still ill, so he stopped with difficulty.

Breathing calmly, he used the faint light to see the completely trusting and dependent eyes of Hirakawa Yaji below him, and the weak body that did not resist and let him do what he did, and his heart trembled violently.

At the very end, he stopped abruptly, and the people under him seemed to have not recovered, breathing rapidly with slightly swollen lips.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also hot all over, and the fire that was stirred up couldn't go away for a while.

"Chuya..." The soft body hooked him and whispered something in his ear.

There was a flash of surprise in Zhong Yuanzhong's eyes.

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After a long time, Hirakawa Masaki grabbed his shoulders and was carried to the sink. His fingers were entangled, and the cool water flowed through his sick and weak fingertips. back.

Yubai's toe softly kicked his calf.

When they went back again, the two of them were squeezed into the narrow single bed, Hirakawa Masaki was tightly hugged by Nakahara Nakaya, the soles of his feet were pressed against his tight and firm calf.

He counted Chuya Zhongya's breaths, and pressed his eyebrows against his neck, thinking that he should find a suitable place next time.

He used to think that their acquaintance was too short, but in fact, they had known each other for longer than after he woke up in this body, so just met, too fast... throw them all away!

In the dark, Zhongyuan Zhong also gently combed Hirakawa Yaji's long hair, still reminiscing about the enthusiasm and intimacy of Hirakawa Yaji just now in his mind.

"Ya Ji."

"Ok?"

"When you are discharged from the hospital, go to my house to watch a movie?"

"Ah."