Lighting the cigarette, he opened the car window and breathed in the mist. In the mist, Jingu Yao's expression was a little sad, as if a man who had experienced many emotions was enjoying that rare free time.

Smoking did not relieve Jingu Yao's depressed mood, but the smell of tobacco also calmed him down temporarily. He felt that his feelings in this life were probably exhausted. Other men only love one woman. He loved so many women at the same time, which was a bit out of the ordinary.

Jingu Yao is not a man who loves a man, nor is he the kind of man who forgets his old love when he has a new love. From this point of view, he is not a complete scumbag. On the contrary, he is actually a very stubborn man. Taurus, as long as you look for one thing, unless you are extremely disappointed, it will never change. If you want to blame it, you can only blame the women he has met since he passed through. I don't want to give up.

But even Jingu Yao himself knows that if it goes on like this, he will probably really become a complete philandering man. There is a limit to love. He has already got enough. If he continues to wander like this, one day he will suffer the consequences, one day he will forget what love is and become a 'beast' who only knows how to lie to women.

For a little virgin, sleeping with a girl may be a very happy thing, especially with those beautiful women, but for an experienced person like Jingu Yao, casually sleeping with an unfamiliar girl is nothing but In addition to the physical vent, in fact, Jingu Yao no longer has any psychological feelings. It is a kind of vicissitudes of reading women. Only when you go to bed with those women who have emotional exchanges with you and who you deeply love, It will make Jingu Yao's heart beat.

"So, that's it... don't provoke more people."

Jingu Yao secretly made up his mind. At the age of [-], he could not predict more things in the future, but just for now, he no longer wants to owe more debts, he is not a real [-] after all. A young man, but a mature man in his thirties.

He already knew the importance of home and was no longer obsessed with women's bodies.

"Cough cough... Yaojun can actually smoke."

Just when Jingu Yao was distracted, the voice of Sayuri Sawamura came from beside him. He turned his head and saw that Sayuri Sawamura came to his car door at some point, still in that gorgeous kimono. Even at night, she was flamboyant. She covered her mouth and coughed twice, but she was choked by the mist that Jingu Yao spit out of the car.

Jingu Yao quickly snuffed out the cigarette butt, opened the door and walked out, facing Sayuri: "...Sorry, sorry, why don't we stand a little further away?"

Sawamura Sayuri, who doesn't like smoke very much, nodded with a smile, and walked a few meters with Jingu Yao to the side, and finally the choking smell of smoke disappeared.

"What else do you think about, you will suddenly smoke."

Sawamura Sayuri looked at the man beside her who was about to be half her age. She asked in a warm voice. This was the first time Sawamura Sayuri saw Jingu Yao's melancholy expression, although she knew that Jingu Yao must also have troubles that were difficult to solve. It's the first time I've seen it in person.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm always sentimental when I'm alone at night."

Jingu Yao took a deep breath and adjusted his spirit before asking, "...How's Eiri?"

"She's crying~"

Sawamura Sayuri's answer made Jingu Yao stunned for a moment, and then she smiled bitterly: "...Did I make her cry?"

"No, that's not a cry of sadness, but a cry of joy. I should thank Yaojun for you."

Sawamura Sayuri shook her head gently, looked at the bright lights in her house, and said softly: "...Eri has no friends since she was a child, but after meeting Yaojun, she always mentions things related to you, I am very happy every time I mention you, as Yingri's parents, I am actually grateful to you, because you have given Yingri a friend, love, and motivation to be happy."

"It's also a source of grief."

Jingu Yao slowly interjected.

"This is youth. If there is only happiness in youth, it is incomplete. There is happiness and sadness, and it will be easier to be remembered when we look back on it later."

Sawamura Sayuri looked at Jingu Yao and said, "...You should understand when you are so mature."

Jingu Yao was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "...It's still a little incomprehensible."

"So Yaojun is still a child, a boy~"

"People say men are always children."

"I don't deny that."

Sayuri Sawamura's face was gentle, and she sighed slightly: "...So in the future, I would like to ask you to take care of Eri. Even if it makes the child feel sad, I hope you don't go too far."

"I won't make Inri-ri sad."

"Don't say something so absolute, Yaojun... Because no one can tell what will happen in the 420 in the future, right?"

"Even if that kind of thing does happen, I'll definitely fix it."

Jingu Yao's expression was arrogant and confident.

Sawamura Sayuri pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "...It's not too late. Does Yaojun want to live here?"

"No, I still have important work tomorrow, so I won't disturb you, Sayuri."

Although Jingu Yao has had a relationship with Sawamura Sayuri, he is not the kind of person who is greedy and demanding, and the mature Sawamura Sayuri and the others are more like close friends and lovers.

"Then Yaojun, hurry back and rest... That's right!"

Suddenly, Sayuri Sawamura seemed to think of something, she just clapped her hands and said excitedly: "...Actually, I always think that Yao-jun, you are especially suitable for the male lead of fuwen, are you interested in trying it? If you feel a little awkward, just start from Let's start with those cute boys who look like girls!"

Hearing Sawamura Sayuri's words, Jingu Yao inexplicably thought of Akasaka Ryunosuke. He shuddered and shook his head quickly, but said to Sawamura Sayuri angrily: "...You rotten girl really doesn't change!"

"Giggle~ Yao-jun, your expression seems to be saying, you do know that kind of cute boy."

Under the devilish laughter of Sayuri Sawamura, Jingu Yao hurriedly drove away.

The first forty-nine chapters of Tokyo Reality Little People

In a hut with cheap rent in Tokyo, two people sat there with frowning, the room was full of smoke, and the atmosphere was heavy and depressing.

This is a magazine, but it's not a particularly famous magazine, but a little-known gossip magazine. Looking at the environment here, you can see that its business situation is not high, not only that it is not in a prosperous area, light It is known from the cramped and dilapidated working environment that this gossip magazine is on the verge of bankruptcy.

There are many such small gossip magazines in Tokyo. Everyone is struggling to make ends meet for a bite of food. There is no lofty pursuit. Every day, many small companies with two or three people are established, and many companies close down.

Japanese people like to read gossip. Needless to say, famous magazines such as "Wenchun Weekly", and there are countless magazines of this type after that, but they are completely inferior to those large and famous magazines in terms of reputation.

"Ishizuka, at this rate, we may really lose our jobs next month."

A middle-aged man sitting at the table said with a worried look on his face, and beside him was a man over [-] years old. The two men were sitting here breathing clouds, and at first glance they encountered some kind of predicament. .

This magazine is one of those small magazines that is thrown into Tokyo without a splash and almost nobody cares about. At its peak, it had more than a dozen employees, and now it is the only one that sticks here. Two people.

"Editor-in-chief Maekawa, even if you don't tell me, I know..."

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