Meow Ba

Chapter 360 Encounter
In the paradise brought by drugs, time is short.

Not long after, after a series of shivering, James and Buzz fell from heaven, necks curled up in the clammy air across the bridge.

Then, James, who woke up in the cold wind, suddenly showed a face of shame, raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

"Snapped!"

"Hey man, what's up with you?"

"Hit yourself so suddenly?"

Seeing that James suddenly became nervous, Buzz crawled over quickly, grabbed James' hand and asked.

"It's nothing, I should go, Buzz."

"I hope the next time I see you, you are still alive."

The beating was heavy, and red palm prints immediately appeared on James' face. It was ugly, but it was not as good as the smile on James' face.

It's like crying.

"Hey, are you cursing me?"

"However, I still want to thank you for the curse."

The young Buzz was heartless. Hearing what James said, he let go of his hand and replied with a smile on his skinny face.

James didn't speak. He rolled down his sleeves to cover his arms, and then picked up the guitar wrapped with tape many times. With his left hand supporting his right hand, he lowered his head and quickly mixed into the crowd next to him.

The passers-by who had seen James just now took a few steps away in disgust, watched James move forward, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

…………

"Hi, Val."

"Hi, James."

"Glad you're here."

Did not go home, or that James was homeless - he hung his head, walked through the streets and alleys, and finally walked into a hospital.

It is said to be a hospital, but it is not a hospital-this is a non-profit drug rehabilitation clinic, invested by the government, which specializes in drug rehabilitation for drug addicts like James.

James is a frequent visitor here, and Val is James' treating doctor.

When greeting James, Val, who has short blond hair and is wearing professional attire, is filling out the information. As a drug rehabilitation doctor working for the government, Val is not the only patient of James, but is in charge of hundreds of drug rehabilitation personnel.

And James was able to take the initiative to come to the drug rehabilitation clinic today, which made Val very happy-at least he was really happy before he looked up and saw James' face.

As soon as he looked up, Val changed from being happy to repressed anger that hated iron and steel.

Having seen too many drug addicts, Val can tell the difference between a normal person and a drug addict at a glance, and James' current expression is basically the state after he just got high.

"James, you..."

"..."

"I relapsed..."

Speechless at first, James lowered his head and opened his sleeves, revealing the pinholes on his arms, as if a primary school student who made a mistake was facing a strict teacher.

"James, look up and look at me."

At Val's call, James raised his head and looked at her with bloodshot, sunken eyes.

"You are one of the drug addicts I am most concerned about. You are very strong and have not been controlled by drugs."

"However, this is not a reason for you to relapse."

"I have three jobs on hand, and I originally wanted to offer them to you, but now..."

Looking into James' eyes, Val sighed and pulled out a file folder from the foot of the desk, from which she retrieved three files - the result of her efforts over the last few days.

God knows how hard it is to get companies to offer jobs to drug addicts.

Val made a lot of promises, made a lot of promises...

But now, all of this is useless—because the most important thing in guarantees and commitments is that drug addicts who go to work must have a record of not using drugs for at least three months.

"Shh-!"

In James' presence, Val sighed and tore the three job descriptions into shreds, throwing them into the wastebasket by the desk.

"..."

"Val, I really plan to quit drugs..."

"But, I can't stand the temptation..."

Seeing Val throwing his hard work into the trash can, James felt the same way. He frowned and murmured.

"I know, it's really painful."

"But, if you really want to get off drugs, you have to."

Looking up at James, Val frowned and thought, and finally, she lowered her head, picked up a pen, and wrote on a sticky note.

After finishing writing, Val handed the note to James.

"You have relapsed for the third time. Originally, according to the regulations, you have already belonged to the ranks of being abandoned."

"However, I intend to give you one last chance."

"Take this note, and you can go to Mary to get a share of drug substitutes."

"But I hope, you can stay away from your friends who use drugs, so that you can reduce your chances of relapse."

"I...I know."

After receiving the note from Val, James murmured that he also knew that he must stay away from drug addicts and reduce temptations in order to increase the chance of drug recovery.

But James is a bit reluctant - Buzz is James' only friend, the two have a common experience, it can be said that they are in the same boat.

And Val obviously heard James' hesitation. She sighed deeply, stood up, put her hands on James' shoulders, and looked deeply into James' eyes with her blue eyes.

"James, you are the most likely drug addict I have to quit drug addiction."

"you must work hard!"

"Think about your mother in Australia, and your father, whom you haven't seen for a long time..."

Val's words obviously stimulated James and made his emotions fluctuate. After thinking for a while, James nodded slowly.

"I'm going to get out of this area, away from my friends."

"I won't be in the area again except to come to the clinic."

"See you next time, Val."

Saying goodbye to Val, James walks out of the rehab clinic — James is very decisive when he is not under the influence of drug addiction.

Now that he had made up his mind, he no longer walked towards the place where Buzz might appear, but walked quickly to the bus stop with his guitar on his back.

After waiting for a while, the bus came. James fumbled for a few pocket money earned from playing the guitar and threw it in.

Leaning against the window, James stared blankly out of the window, wandered aimlessly, and finally got off the car beside a park.

Tonight, he was going to spend the night in this park, because he saw several concrete pipes that were big enough to lie in.

Moreover, it is several blocks away from the area where Buzz often moves, so he should never encounter Buzz again.

Thinking of this, James quickly walked towards the concrete pipe he was looking for. When he bent down and was about to drill in, he suddenly saw a group of furry things inside.

"what?"

"An orange cat?"

"It's so fat, it's rare!"

(End of this chapter)