Mr. Lan Tang entered the medical room again, but this time the problem was not serious, except for the skin trauma scattered all over the limbs, it was only a broken right arm, and there were some minor bone cracks and abrasions in other places. The most serious symptom was caused by excessive blood loss. Slight anemia...Because anemia can make people dizzy, for Rimbaud, if he gets dizzy during a mission, it might be another world when he wakes up.

The healing time of bones is much longer than that of skin and muscles, so there is no rush.Rimbaud simply threw all his work to the diligent and hard-working Oda Sakunosuke and Sakaguchi Ango, and he either did not show up in the PortMafia building every day, or even if he did, he would sit and drink tea and eat snacks with Miss Hongye.

It's not that Alice has fallen out of favor, but that Mr. Mori has very strict control over the "patient"'s diet, and completely refuses Miss Rimbaud's afternoon tea.So she could only go to Miss Hongye to "reminiscing about the old days" and eat something along the way—the latter was the main purpose.

After the spring break, Chu also got rid of Dazai and skipped a grade to enter a high school as he wished, and finally became the person with the highest education in the family.The schoolwork of high school students is naturally much heavier than that of junior high schools. In addition to normal studies, he also found a part-time job in violation of school rules. After school, he worked odd jobs for Mr. Mori to earn pocket money.

Rimbaud has always not restricted the behavior of the cubs. After learning that he is indeed a "son", the boy became more stable and responsible...sometimes he was a little too stable.

For example, he felt that he was barely the only reliable man in his family, and he should find ways to alleviate the financial pressure on his "mother", so he volunteered and jumped into the bowl that Mr. Sen had prepared long ago.

"That silly kid still thinks about giving me a pension in the future, supporting my younger brothers who are worthless, giving my younger sister a marriage, and even calculating how much money I need to save before the age of 30 and writing it down in a small notebook... I really don't know what to say about him good!"

She held a teacup and chattered tirelessly to Miss Hongye for half an hour, and was almost read by Rimbaud so that Miss Hongye fell asleep with her eyes open, forced a sip of black tea to refresh herself, raised her hand and rubbed her forehead: "If you don't shut up again, stop Show off your son's behavior, don't come to my place for afternoon tea next time!"

As expected, Rimbaud closed his mouth and calmed down. The two equally outstanding beauties were bathed in the early spring sunshine. Anyone who saw this picture would smile from the bottom of their hearts.

——Let the people below find a child to catch and raise, and if you meet Rimbaud Hyunwa, you must stop him!

Miss Hongye secretly cheered herself up in her heart, and her thoughts drifted thousands of miles away: "The cherry blossoms bloomed in a blink of an eye, I really want to go to see the flowers with Guanyi..."

This time, Miss Rimbaud, who is not very good at picking men, was stunned. Not long after she killed a suitor, she quickly withered at a speed visible to the naked eye: "Where are all the good men? Did you meet a scumbag..."

Miss Hongye was speechless, not knowing how to comfort her.It’s okay to say, it’s obviously inappropriate, and it will be better next time... Mr. Mori’s indescribably bad personality really can’t be classified as a "good man" against his conscience.

Rimbaud, who didn't expect to get an answer from her, sighed, and drank the black tea in the cup in one gulp with the boldness of drinking: "Get off work, go home, and go for a walk!"

It doesn't matter whether she is in the office or not after returning to the daily routine of logistics. Anyway, Ango Sakaguchi has done all the work seriously... In other words, it is really embarrassing for this young man. He has two jobs and both are full-time jobs, one of which even pays a salary So meager that he can't afford his wife, yet he can't go on strike or resign.

Too bad, Ango.

If someone is more unlucky than himself, his mood will really improve. Rimbaud decides not to embarrass himself. PortMafia will not be able to fail without a logistics cadre. Sure enough, skipping work is the source of happiness in life.

Seeing her walking away with an immobile arm, Miss Hongye also got up and ordered someone to pack up the tea set, thinking about where to go to adopt a child back.In the early years, he suffered a lot under the hands of the previous leaders, and his body was damaged long ago. It is estimated that it will be difficult to have a biological child connected by blood in this life.But looking at the picture of Miss Rimbaud getting along with the children, blood relationship is not the factor that determines all the results.

……

Rimbaud happily left his job and wandered aimlessly along the streets, turning left or right at any intersection just like he did many years ago when he was young, hoping that someone would hold a bouquet of roses at the next corner Appearing in front of you... well, let's forget about this.When it comes to roses, it makes people think of her ex-boyfriend who not only suffocates her but also makes her extinguish her wits, so I should quickly erase this picture!

Now is the season of cherry blossoms, the brave girls put on light clothes that are more suitable for early summer, and unabashedly show the power of youth to everyone.There was no other young woman like Rimbaud who wrapped herself up tightly in the whole street. It was so strange that many passers-by hurriedly turned their heads to stare.

She didn't stop until she was a little thirsty, and looked up to see the coffee shop she had visited a few months ago.The dark brown doors and windows are decorated with fresh seasonal decorations, and the word "swirl" spelled out of pseudonyms is engraved on the signboard.

"Good day. Ah... it must be the guest from a few months ago! I remember that it was still snowing that day, but this time you come in again, spring has already arrived."

Standing behind the bar, the boss smiled and greeted Rimbaud while wiping the siphon jug in his hand. She stepped forward and poked the sign on the bar to choose a coffee that was not too bitter and a Fernance.

"I don't know why, but I want to eat something sweet today."

The long-haired woman nestled into the deck and sighed comfortably. The boss who was rummaging through the materials laughed and said, "It's okay, women always have the privilege of choosing sweetness."

Soon hot drinks and desserts were served on plates.Rimbaud held the coffee cup crookedly with his left hand, and the boss who hadn't brought it to his mouth and left suddenly added: "Your face looks very bad, please forgive me for substituting the coffee with hot cocoa without authorization."

Rimbaud: "...you can replace it in time to correct this mistake..."

"No need to change!"

The door of the coffee shop was opened again, and the visitor walked between Rimbaud and the coffee shop owner: "Really, a broken arm can't save people's refreshment."

"I thought you were a mature adult and you should learn to control casual sex that is not good for your health... Obviously I was wrong."

Fukuzawa Yukichi held his saber and interrupted Rimbaud's unfinished speech. The latter blinked and realized that this was the most talked-about meeting between the two of them, Mr. Silver Wolf.

"I just heard from a member that I saw you from the window. I still don't believe it..." He put the knife on the table, sat opposite Rimbaud with his arms folded, glanced at the steaming cocoa and two pieces of caramel-colored Fernandez : "Eat, I will take you home after eating."

Rimbaud suddenly found it very funny, and waited for the boss to leave before picking up the silver spoon and deliberately clinking the porcelain cup.

The resolute samurai showed no shame or discomfort, and continued to stare at Rimbaud intently, as if she dared to steal anything inappropriate and would take action to "help" her out of the idea...

"I said...why are you doing this? Whether it's bad for wound healing or not good for your health, it's my own business anyway. And the weakened combat effectiveness of a PortMafia cadre should be for a righteous man Is it good news? Now, Mr. Fukuzawa, what is the reason..."

His voice gradually lowered, and he felt that his chest was slowly sinking into the water of Chunri River, and he felt an indescribable sense of emptiness as if something was missing.

"It's just according to the principles of the world..."

The silver-haired man was silent for a moment: "You are not an indiscriminate murderer. Although you occasionally violate the law, most of them are out of helplessness or compulsion to make a living. I don't think this is a crime that should be dismissed."

Rimbaud glanced at him with a smile, and the amorousness seeping from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows could not help even the most serious person's bones to shiver: "But I just broke up with my ex-lover, it's very pitiful, such a sad woman wants to drink Should a cup of coffee be refused too?"

If it wasn't for her face being too pale, Fukuzawa Yukichi would have shaken his head fiercely along with him, and finally withdrew his mind and stared and scolded: "Nonsense!"

The scene fell into an unspeakable embarrassment. Mr. Fukuzawa thought about it, and finally he calmed down and softened his heart: "The body is yours. If you don't cherish yourself, how can you expect others to cherish you. Stop acting like a baby and lose your temper. Hurry up and finish your snacks, and I will take you home to rest."

"I have decided to eat what I want to live a short life. Who knows that one day I will die in a foreign land like my unlucky ex-boyfriend. There is really no need to keep in good health~"

Her bright brown eyes turned left and right, revealing a bit of liveliness and playfulness only found in young women. In contrast, Mr. Fukuzawa, who was sitting across from her, felt in a trance that he was looking at a naughty female student.

"You are still young, and it is inevitable to be frustrated in love for a while. Only by living well can you have a chance to meet the person you are destined for."

He stopped urging, took a soft breath and sat in his seat to wait quietly.Rimbaud was stared at by him for a while, the more he procrastinated, the more he felt guilty. After all, he didn't ask for another drink. The sweet and greasy hot cocoa flowed into the stomach along the esophagus, bringing warmth and satiety at the same time. Rimbaud's complexion looked better after afternoon tea.

Seeing her putting down the cup in her hand and planning to pay the bill, Fukuzawa Yukichi got up ahead of time and walked to the door and opened the door: "If you don't want to go home and let the children see your vulnerable side, you can go upstairs and borrow one from Xie Ye." hospital bed."

Rimbaud took the change handed over by the coffee shop owner and stuffed it into his coat pocket without even looking at it: "Everyone said I'm fine, and now there's no one at home, the kids are going to school, it's boring not knowing what to do , it’s better to walk along the street, and then walk back slowly after school time. Mr. Fukuzawa, do you want to take a walk with me?”

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