48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng and Okuda both look seriously injured, but there is actually no major obstacle.

After laying in bed for three days, Zhang Heng was basically free to move. After another two weeks, his physical and mental state returned to its peak. It has to be said that Hanjiro Nakamura's battle brought him greater gains than when he had previously challenged the dojos. Zhang Heng was also trying to absorb these experiences during this time.

Even at the end of the scene, there is another boss around Zhang Heng.

After another week of waiting, Zhang Hengzheng estimated that touching General Okita should recover, so he went to find the latter comparator as agreed.

However, no one was seen at Okuda's residence. After Zhang Hengyuan heard about the incident, Yong Kondo gave Okuda a a long holiday to rest. However, the latter did not lie honestly in bed, he always went out early in the morning, came back after sunset, and no one knew where he had gone.

Zhang Heng is also idle, so instead of waiting here, he intends to take his chances to see if he can meet Okita outside.

He asked a few people who lived with Okita where Okita used to go. However, he did not see Okita's body in a circle, so Zhang Heng thought about it and came back to Gion, where the two met that night.

Zhang Heng remembered that there seemed to be a tea stall on the right hand side, which was where he found Okuda.

Zhang Heng didn't know how long he sat here. He just looked at the house across the street, but the door was closed all the time.

“Make some tea.” Zhang Heng spoke to the boss and then sat next to Okuda General Manager.

Okita barely revealed a smile, trying to say anything, but her lips moved and she still couldn't say it.

“Have you been here lately?” Zhang Hengdao.

General Okita nodded and finally, in love, took his eyes back from the opposite door. He lowered his head and looked at the chopsticks in front of him, which were already cold, and did not move.

“You two can't be together.” Zhang Heng wanted to persuade Okuda slowly, but seeing him like this was straightforward.

“I know," Okita's eyes dimmed, "I didn't expect to get her forgiveness, I just wanted to come here and look at her farther away, just one glance. ”

“Sustaining unproductive feelings only adds to distress. You have a long life ahead of you, and you will encounter it in the future...” Zhang Heng said that this was a pause, he almost forgot that General Okita died next May, in other words, this really cool teenager has only about a year left to live.

So this is probably the last relationship in another person's life.

Managing Director Okita coughed twice, “That's what Deputy Director Tu said to me, but... it's not the same,” Juvenile stubbornness, "every relationship is different, even if I meet someone I like in the future, she can't completely replace Miss Xiao Night's place in my heart. ”

General Okita's remarks also touched Zhang Hengxin somewhere, causing the latter to fall into silence.

At this time, the boss brought the tea up, Okuda also seemed to realize his own discretion, some embarrassed, "I'm sorry, Kondo teacher said many times, I'm too emotional. ”

“There's nothing wrong with emotional use. If it wasn't for your emotional use, I'd have to find a way to escape that night.” Zhang Hengdao, pour Mr. Okuda and himself tea, "I heard your chief gave you a vacation? ”

General Manager Okita took over the tea ceremony and said, "Well, I killed Jinzhou Takasu, but the situation is said to be a little different. The people above are considering working with the backwards guys, so this matter is not open to the outside world. The director said that my credit will be written down later, but I don't really care about any credit, so I took a long vacation with him. ”

And then Okita seemed to think of something, and he said, "Oh, by the way, you're here to compare me to a knife. I'm free now. Where are we going, Koyama Dojo? ”

“No need.” Zhang Heng was really surprised, “I want to fight the first expert in the newly selected group, known as the man at the end of the curtain knife, not a sad man trapped by love, cold heart, in this state, you, to me, are not worth a fight at all. ”

“Sorry,” Chief Okita apologized, "I really don't have a knife idea right now. ”

“Come back to the hillside dojo when you adjust.” Zhang Heng drank the tea, got up and left ten cents of copper money on the table.

“Well, I'll never break my appointment again.” Director Okita took it seriously.

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However, Zhang Heng underestimated the impact of the incident on Okita. It was said that the owner of the house had promised his daughter to a family in his hometown shortly after fear of retaliation after being selected by the new group. General Okita learned of the news three days later, when Xiaonight had left Kyoto.

That day, President Okita sat in front of the small tea stall from morning until evening. When the boss came home from work, he was afraid to retrieve the stool he was sitting on. Until he reached the end of the moon, President Okita still stared at the eyes filled with blood silk and refused to get up and leave.

Another month later, Zhang Heng heard about the major illness of President Okita. When he went to visit him, the whole Okita man lost some weight. In some places, he even left only skin and bones, and his cough seemed to be worse. The whole person still had a low fever. When Zhang Heng saw him, he was sitting in the yard looking at an orchid at the corner of the wall.

Zhang Heng walked into the yard and Okuda didn't notice anything.

This is almost impossible for a top expert.

Zhang Hengxin sighed. He could see that Okita's body was deteriorating rapidly. Okita itself had a cough, coupled with emotional stimulus, which could even be shorter than in history.

But his spirit seemed pretty good at this moment. When Zhang Heng put down the pork in his hand, Okuda finally noticed him and said, “You are a rare customer here. ”

“Something happened nearby, and I thought you'd come. ”

“Still challenging Kyoto's dojo? Mr. Abe is also a stranger.” President Okita laughed, "but now the streets and alleys of Kyoto are spreading legends about you, and I hear Koyama Dojo is now famous because of you, with many disciples. ”