Looking at the text message editing page on the communicator in my hand, ten minutes passed, but Jiang Cheng still didn't think about what kind of text message to edit and send it to him.

Jiang Cheng smiled with a bit of self-deprecating smile and shook his head gently. Finally, he put the communicator back in his arms, leaned on the bench with his hands on his face.

What Jiang Cheng didn't know was that at the corner of the corridor, which was only a few meters away from the rescue room, Yue Yong was leaning quietly against the wall with his hands in his arms.

"Well, you are the patient's boyfriend, right?" The head nurse with a fat figure and a fat face walked out of the emergency room and said to Jiang Cheng.

"Hey, let me talk nonsense and make you into roasted pork buns." Jiang Cheng stood up and reminded him expressionlessly.

"Anyway, your love... no, your friend is out of danger, and you can now transfer to the general ward." The head nurse reminded, "Try not to fuck him again in the future... no, it will stimulate his anus."

"Hey, I said it's not that kind of relationship!" Jiang Cheng's face instantly burst into blue veins and his eyes were white, "He was just constipated! He was so constipated that he had been in the toilet for four hours! It had nothing to do with me! I just lend him the toilet!"

"Well, anyway, if you have constipation, remember to let him eat more bananas. Maybe lubricate it in advance..."

"Wait, what does it mean to lubricate in advance? What does it mean? In the end, do you still think we are in that kind of relationship? Do you want to die? Fat woman? Ah? Do you want to be made into roasted pork belly and fed to stray cats? Ah?"

...

At seven o'clock in the morning, it was already dawn, and Quanzang, who was lying on the hospital bed, was slowly awakened.

"Oh, it seems that I'm very lucky. I didn't hang up because of excessive blood loss." Jiang Cheng, who was sitting on the chair beside the wall, was looking at a jump, said without raising his head.

"It's almost a little bit," Quanzang curled his lips, "I saw my dead father wave to me across the river. If I didn't dislike him too much, I might have passed."

"Isn't it good in the past?" Jiang Cheng replied casually while looking at the jump in his hand, "You can reunite with your father. And this way of death feels unexpectedly suitable for you. Constipation leads to hemorrhoids, unbearable pain and excessive blood loss, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

"Indeed," Quanzang couldn't help but smile, "It sounds like a way of dying that will make people remember for a lifetime. Although it is indeed a bit less like a ninja's way of dying, if it really comes to the end of my life, I really hope that I will use this way as the end of my life."

"Is that true?" Jiang Cheng responded casually, still lowering his head and looking at the jump in his hand. "If that's the case, I'll probably laugh out loud at the funeral. Is that okay?"

"Please ask you to be patient because I'm afraid I can't help laughing with you. In the end, I'll be in a dilemma because I was frightened by the guests and the funeral was ruined."

"Sorry, I can't help but laugh. If you don't laugh, you can only not invite me. But I think it's unlikely, because the chance to laugh at you is only once in my life, and I won't let it go so easily."

As he said that, Jiang Cheng threw the jump in his hand towards Quanzang, and stood up at the same time, "If you want to avoid making things difficult for yourself, just eat a few bananas on the bedside every day. Also, I haven't read the last page of the jump yet. Remember to return it to me after reading it. Goodbye."

"What a strange person," Quanzang sat up, turned on the jump in his hand, and gently curled the corner of his mouth. "Whoever lends the comic to someone else without reading the last page? This is the first time I have seen such a person."

Jiang Cheng did not reply, but stood at the door of the ward and gently raised his hand behind him as a response, and then started without looking back.

...

A few days later, the house of all things.

"My uncle is so strange recently." Kagura sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding his hands and closing his eyes, his expression slightly solemn.

"It's not because of why the end-up fraud is finished?" Xinbaji, who was wearing a headscarf and was cleaning the cleaner on the side, said without raising his head, "Improve it in advance. If you do that second time, you will be annoying to readers. There will be fewer and fewer readers."

"OTAKU is all very strange," Gintoki, who was lying on the other sofa, said casually while flipping through jump, "just like Shinbaji's 365-day every year."

After hearing this, Xinbaji stopped the movement in his hand and pushed his glasses to complain expressionlessly: "Hey, what does Xinbaji mean? What is Xinbaji? What is Xinbaji? Are they adjectives? Noun?"

"Calm down, Shinbaji." Kagura said, then nodded and explained to himself, "Noun or adjective actually has nothing to do with Aru. To give a simple example, it is like silver sauce is very silver sauce for 365 days a year."

"Oh! I understand!" Xinbaji raised his hand and knocked it, "It means that Yinsang is full of unenergized dead fish-eye natural rolls for 365 days a year. Is that true?!"

"Hey, I'll try to sting your salary. The new baji is very fresh for 365 days a year." Gintoki glanced at the new baji indifferently.

"If it is Xinbaji, it is equivalent to Xinbaji being in the estrus period for 365 days a year, and the disgusting virgin glasses Aru!"

"Hey! What do you think of me!" Shinbaji shouted angrily with white eyes and blue veins.

"But then again, my uncle is really strange recently Aru."

"Don't ignore me!!"

"Baihua's sisters also said that my uncle was a little abnormal recently, Alu," Kagura continued to say himself, "It was said that one night, he held a man who was still bleeding from his room and went to the hospital. After returning during the day, he became a little strange."

"That... I always feel like I heard something bad," Shinbaji complained silently, "I'll confirm again. Is it really a man who is still bleeding from the room?"

"Enough, Shinbaji." Yin Shikyu sat up, picked up his hands and stopped him seriously, "No matter what, it is not convenient for us to ask about so many issues of privacy orientation. But unexpectedly, that guy Jiang Cheng is not only a cosmic man, a goddess, but now even a man..."

Before Yin Toki finished speaking, he suddenly rolled his eyes and fell straight towards the table.

Looking at Gintoki, who was still twitching on the table, which was obviously twitching, and the kuna on the back of Gintoki's head, Shinbaji's entire half of his face began to twitch.

"Yueyue!" Kagura shouted in surprise in the direction of the entrance.

"Ah." Yue Yong pinched the cigarette pole with one hand and raised his hand with the other to respond.

"I'll make tea!" Shinbaji hurriedly walked towards the kitchen beside him.

"No, no need, I just need your help in a little bit of work." Yue Yong said lightly, "I will leave after I finish speaking."

Hearing the sound, Kagura and Shinbaji looked at Yue Yong with some confusion.

...

The next day, early morning.

Yoshihara.

"Hey, get up and patrol."

"Ah, Yueyue..." Jiang Cheng rubbed his eyes and yawned, but he never opened his eyes. "Let me sleep for a while. Yesterday's game was too late. Today is just a rest day... Please ZZZ..."

“There is a very important celebration today, a celebration only once a year.”

"I'm not interested..." Jiang Cheng turned to the side with the quilt and shouted again, "ZZZZ..."

Puff! (Kuwu pierces into the sound) Scream— (blood spray)

"Hey! What kind of celebration is this?" Jiang Cheng pulled out the Kuwu on his head, sat up and shouted angrily, "What kind of celebration will be bloody early in the morning?!"

But just after he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng suddenly noticed something. He looked at Yue Yong, who was wearing a black cheongsam embroidered with maple leaves and the previous yukata, "Hey? Yueyue, your clothes..."

"Jiang Chengsama!" A group of Baihua members, who were also wearing cheongsams, pushed open the door of the room and walked in, "Today is CHINA Clothing Day! Get up quickly and go on a date with us!"

"CHINA Clothing Day?" Jiang Cheng said in confusion.

"Didn't you say that CHINA Clothing Day can drink casually?" Gintoki, wearing a long gown similar to the original kimono style, walked over and stood at Jiang Cheng's door, digging his nostrils and staring at the unenergized dead fish eyes, making a sound like a rotten dead fish can. "Because of this, I came over in such a shameful dress."

That being said, Gintoki's right side is still exposed.

"Uncle! Get up quickly, Alu!" Kagura, who arrived at some point, pointed at Jiang Cheng with an umbrella, put his hands on his hips and shouted seriously, "The festival has begun Alu!"

"Jiang Chengsang, you're the only one." Shinbaji, who was also wearing a blue and white gown, pointed to the Rihem who was wearing a cheongsam in a wheelchair and the CHINA suits behind him, including Ami, Haruta, Kyuhide, Space Captain Ah Fa, Elizabeth, Xiao Yuan, Sun Wu, and others.

"You..." Jiang Cheng unconsciously opened his eyes wide.

"I didn't look at the last page either." All-hidden in a blue gown leaned against the window, raised his hand and threw the jump in his hand at Jiang Cheng. "Although I was a little regretful that I couldn't see the ending, it was also a good idea to be imaginative."

"you……"

"Hurry." Yue Yong threw Jiang Cheng into the cabinet and threw the clean light green long gown at Jiang Cheng.

"That... although it is indeed a little touched, don't you think I'm embarrassed?" Jiang Cheng murmured at the long gown in his hand, "Are you going to watch me change my clothes?"

...

"Sister Jiang Hua, I've tried the clothes. Although they really fit very well, I still like the clothes I'm used to wearing. But it's good to wear them occasionally. It's good to wear them once a year. It's good to have the frequency of them once a year. Attachment jpg with everyone.

The attached photo is a group photo of Jiang Cheng and his group at the evening cocktail party of [CHINA Clothing Day].

...

One day, Yoshihara.

"Uncle, is your birthday on October 9th Aru?" Kagura asked.

"Ah, it should be." Jiang Cheng responded casually.

"should?"

"I don't know the specific date, I just happened to remember that day."

"Why?"

"Because that day I met your mother, and...a bald man."

(Jiang Cheng’s birthday, end)
Chapter completed!