Port Mafia Play House

The outside world has rumors about Hayakawa August that she likes mature beauties with bumps, but only Yoshimitsu knows that Hayakawa August has no interest in that kind of thing at all.

What he really can't resist is the cub.

Especially the cute looking cubs.

So when Hayakawa August saw Chuya Nakahara lying in the ruins six years ago, his eyes lit up and it was love at first sight.

Even so, he convinced his boss, Mori Ogai, to believe the rumor that "Hatsuki Hayakawa likes mature beauties with bumps and bumps". This person's control over his emotions can be seen, and he is really a wolf.

Hayakawa August and Oda Sakunosuke are very busy at work, and Nakahara Chuya took on the heavy responsibility of cooking early on. Over the past few years, his cooking skills have become more and more sophisticated.

The soup base cooked by sea bream is milky and delicious, the fried shrimp shell is crispy, and the shrimp meat is Q-bomb. It is perfectly matched with white rice sprinkled with sesame seeds and hot and sour pickled cucumbers.

"Wow...delicious..."

August put on an intoxicated expression, and chatted with Zhongye without saying a word while eating happily.

"Is the boxing club fun?"

"It's okay, everyone is very good, but they are too weak, and there is no one who can fight."

"Enroll you in a fighting class?" August raised her eyebrows.

"Forget it..." Chuya curled his lips, "I'll let Brother Oda teach me when he comes back."

"That's right..." August shook his head proudly, "If you use the power, ordinary people won't be able to play."

Zhong also pursed his lips, absolutely not admitting that he felt a little bit happy when he heard August say that.

August focused on grilling rice, and after a while, she ate her stomach round and slumped on the table, refusing to move.

Zhong ignored him, put away the bowls and chopsticks after eating, and took them to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

However, until he finished washing the dishes and brushing the pots, and put them in the cabinets by category, August still maintained the same posture as before - laying motionless on the table.

A bad premonition welled up in Zhongya Zhongya's heart.

He walked forward in three steps at a time, and suddenly pulled August's arm, revealing a sickly pale face, the young man's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he bit his lower lip, and overflowed from his half-closed dark red eyes Physiological tears.

August blinked aggrievedly: "Zhongye...stomach pain..."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Who the hell can eat himself until his stomach hurts!

Are you the reincarnation of the starving ghost? ?

Feeling the fiery temperature of his palm, Chuya's eyelids twitched, and he leaned over to touch his forehead with his forehead, and he really felt an extraordinary heat.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, restraining the urge to beat up this person on the spot.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Did you go out without your coat again?"

I don't know if it's because of the high intelligence value, but August's physique can almost be said to be negative.

He would catch a cold and have a fever after a slight cold, and the messy illnesses almost took turns, so even in summer, Nakahara Nakaya and Oda Sakunosuke did not dare to relax, forcing him to wear a coat and a woolen vest when going out.

In this regard, August said: I am not I do not know, I am about to faint from pain!

Fortunately, this is not the first time August's body has become a monster.

Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, helped him to bed, found the regular medicine at home for him to take, and took a piece of antipyretic patch from the refrigerator and tore it off. The whole process was extremely skillful.

Finally settled down in August, Zhongyuan Zhongye was still a little annoyed.

Is this person out of his mind! ?

He took a deep breath and said with a cold face: "Then I'll go out first..."

As he said that, he walked out the door—but someone gently grabbed his wrist.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head subconsciously, and faced August's pitiful face.

The red eyes were drooping, the eyelashes covered the eyes, and there was an abnormal blush on the face. The young man's fingers were pale and slender, resting on his wrist like a dragonfly, as if they could be broken with a little force.

"Zhongye..." August whispered, "tonight, sleep with me..."

Nakahara Chuya: "Ha——"

Hayakawa August: "Woo QAQ..."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath and scratched his hair irritably.

"Then—only tonight, tonight!"

The last time they lay on the same bed so intimately was the first night that Nakahara Chuya and Hayakawa had just started living together in August.

In the deserted ruins, smoke and dust with a pungent smell of gunpowder dispersed. When Zhongyuan Zhongya opened his eyes, he saw the endless blue sky and the boy's ruby-like eyes.

"Do you want to be my family?"

The boy rolled his eyes with a smile.

On that day, Nakahara Chuya's memory as a "human" officially began.

Maybe it's because of the workplace. I don't smoke in August, but there is a faint smell of tobacco on my body. His height is 1.7 meters. Lying on his side on the bed, being embraced by his long arms and legs, Zhong Yuan Zhong also felt as if his whole body was surrounded.

The unique breath of youth lingers on the tip of the nose, and through the soft fabric, one can feel the hot temperature from the other party.

Zhong Ye's body was inexplicably stiff.

"Pfft..." The young man behind him suddenly laughed lightly, and then buried his head into the young man's neck frivolously, "As expected, Zhong Ye is very comfortable to hold..."

August smiled: "The size is just right..."

"Huh?" A cross appeared above Chuya's head, "What do you mean, bastard!"

He retorted ferociously, but his body obediently did not break free.

"Two big men are hugging each other, it's disgusting!"

"Hey..." August's voice was getting weaker and weaker, like the moaning of a big sleepy dog, "But, I like to hug..."

"The smell of Zhongye is very reassuring..."

"... "

For some reason, upon hearing these words, Zhong Yuanzhong gradually relaxed inexplicably.

"Hmm..." He snorted short words of unknown meaning from his nose, which counted as a response, "Forget it...it's up to you."

On a quiet summer night, only the chirping of insects accompanied by moonlight.

Zhongyuan Zhong also quietly listened to the breathing behind him gradually stabilized, and the clear heartbeat passed through the fabric and chest cavity.

Calm and at ease.

Lively and alive.

It was as if a clock was running every moment, as if as long as this heartbeat was still there, he would never lose his way.

But... What if one day, this heartbeat is gone?

Probably feeling hot, August moaned meaninglessly, then let go of her hand, turned over and lay flat beside her.

Zhong Yuanzhong also maintained the posture just now, staring at the floor illuminated by the moonlight, lost in thought for a long time, then turned around cautiously, looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the young man.

The moonlight outlines the outline of the young man, and there is still a hint of greenness and immaturity. If one looks at his appearance when he is sober, no one would think that this is just a boy who has just turned 18 years old.

Zhong also remembered what the boy said to him that day six years ago.

"Are you going to be my family?"

"I'll be nice, nice, nice to you."

"I will give you a place, and you can come back anytime."

What the boy said, he did.

Whether it's August or Sakunosuke, they treat him as a younger brother and dote on him.

He gave up his chance to go to school and went to work, but spent most of his savings to enroll him in a private school. He was worried that he would be squeezed out by the children of rich families, and he was never frugal in food and clothing.

I don't even bother to buy clothes, but his clothes are stuffed in the whole closet, and I will give him gifts every year and holiday, and the parents will never be absent. Hearing someone say behind his back that he has no mother, he quietly taught the whole family a lesson over again.

Obviously I hate going to work, but I go out early and come back late every day, and I try my best to become an acting supervisor. No matter how busy the work is, I will ensure that one person comes home every day...

They had given him a place to go back to—they had given him too much to give back, and he couldn't even be sure that his presence would be a danger to them.

After all, he is not a "person".

Chuya Nakahara's memory began when he was eight years old, and before that, there was only endless darkness and the smell of cold disinfectant.

He is a safety device for artificial abilities, a time bomb that has not opened the gate, a twisted and cold monster.

But they don't know.

And once they knew this, would that "place to go back to" still be his home?

Will those family relationships built on lies disappear and never come back?

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know, and he didn't dare to bet.

Dark clouds quietly covered the full moon, and the shadow of the hair covered the boy's expression. Nakaya bit his lower lip, subconsciously clenched his left hand hanging by his side, and his nails pierced into the flesh. The sharp pain made people sober.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a sigh.

A hand gently caressed his clenched fist—softly between the fingers.

Zhong Yuanzhong also came back to his senses instantly, he raised his head in a daze, just in time to meet those extremely gentle dark red eyes.

"Zhongye..." The young man was not at all strange, as if he hadn't seen anything, he usually didn't know where to pick out a finger with a key on it, "Dangdang... birthday present, surprise or surprise ?”

Zhong Ye was taken aback: "But...my birthday..."

Hasn't his birthday passed long ago?

"That's right..." August pursed his mouth, closed his eyes sleepily, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "However, I seem to be worried about something lately..."

Zhong Yuan also had a heartbeat.

Every time he was swept by those eyes, he had the illusion of being seen through.

Just listen to August continue.

"If someone troubles Chuuya, I will be troubled too—so, I want to make Chuuya feel like "ah, no matter what happens, we are there", but I don't know what to do After much deliberation, I had no choice but to give the birthday present I gave again..."

"Anyway..." August smiled with crooked brows and an expression of "come and praise me", "China doesn't think there are too many things like locomotives! Right!"

Zhong Ye was slightly stunned, unable to speak for a moment, and after a long time he said with a complicated expression: "August..."

So August didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

After a long time, he gave a low laugh.

The moonlight is pleasant tonight, the flowers are blooming and the lake is quiet.

His brows and eyes stretched out, and there seemed to be a clear spring in his eyes, making people willing to drown in them.

"Chuya..." he said, "I said at the beginning that I would give you a place where you can come back anytime. "

"I won't break my promise—" he said seriously, "I swear..."

"... "

Time froze at this moment, and the wind blew a damp breath.

I don't know when my eyes are blurred.

The liquid was boiling hot and passed through the heart.

"Well..." he said hoarsely, "thank you...brother."

The next day, Hayakawa and August woke up with Chuya Nakahara entwined like an octopus.

Also harvested the roar of the baby brother.

"Don't sleep with me next time, bastard August!"

August smiled and said nothing, obviously ready to commit another crime.

"Forget it..." Zhongyuan Zhong also saw it through, and put a coat on August cursingly, "I will leave you alone if you have a fever again!"

August smiled and gave a military salute: "Okay, sir."

Seeing her son regained his vitality, August happily went to the underground clinic, ready to clock in for work.

Not long after arriving at the office, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in..." August said without raising his head while looking at the cases accumulated at night.

"That..." The head nurse Ida Hideko's timid voice came over, "Dr. Hayakawa, Dr. Mori asked you to go to the Hong Kong Black Office to find him."

"He said he wanted to discuss something with you."