It doesn’t look like autumn at all, the annoying autumn tiger continues to show its power, and the sun at 9 o’clock in the morning is not inferior to noon at all.
The nurse lady, with beads of sweat on her forehead, walked quickly to the ward. Through the small window on the door, a thin young man in the room was packing things.
She opened the door: "Naoki-san, you are already packing up. Have you completed the discharge procedures?"
"Hi, the procedure has been completed, thank you for taking care of me!" The reply was in fluent Japanese. Turning around, the pale-faced Naoki Nagayama was holding a small bag and bowing slightly to the nurse.
"There are only a few things left to take back, which have been packed away."
The whole process is like a program engraved in the body, and it is completed naturally.
"You have to take care of yourself, don't give up, Naoki-san!" the nurse said.
"Hi, I'm sorry to cause you any trouble..."
.......
Naoki Nagayama walked out of the hospital and stared at the bright sunshine outside the door against the street. He was stunned for a while. The street was filled with Japanese signs, directional signs, and Japanese-style buildings, intertwining into a foreign style...
After staying in the hospital for three days, he still couldn't adapt to the fact that he was living in Tokyo during the Showa era.
In my previous life, I happened to be born in the 1990s. I had no father or mother. I managed to get a bachelor's degree with the support of kind people. After graduation, I joined a factory as a programmer and started the life of 007. The goal is to earn 50% before being laid off at the age of 35.
Enough money for a lifetime!
Then he went to settle down by the Erhai Lake in Dali and lived a life of poetry and distance.
Unfortunately, the goal was about to be achieved. After a heart palpitation in the early morning, I opened my eyes and became Naoki Nagayama, arriving in the Showa era.
...
Walking along the street to the station, after wandering for a few stops, Nagayama Naoki returned to Nakano District. Following the road in his memory, he came to a narrow alley in an old street. At the end, he found an old Western-style building.
The two-story building is where Nagayama Naoki lives.
Makino family.
The small building has two floors. The first floor is the residence and kitchen of the landlord. She is a widowed old lady. Her children seem to be studying in universities abroad. In order to relieve the pressure, the four rooms on the second floor are rented out. If you add a little fee, it is okay.
Use the kitchen on the first floor.
When Nagayama Naoki came in, the landlady was busy in the kitchen and looked up:
"Ah, Yongshan-san, you are back."
"Hi, Makino-san, I'm back!" In my memory, the dialogue between the dull Naoki Nagayama and his landlord, Mrs. Makino, ended so simply. However, this time the landlady had no intention of stopping, and continued:
"Yongshan-san, are you okay?"
"Hi, the doctor said I'm OK now. I just need a light diet. Thank you for your concern."
"Nagayama-san, take care of your health. You can't give up on life just because your idol gets married. Yamaguchi Momoe-san definitely doesn't want his fans to give up on life!" The landlady's tone was unusually serious.
I wasn’t the one who committed suicide because of my idol’s marriage, Naoki Nagayama couldn’t help complaining in his heart.
"Hi, I will definitely live a serious life in the future. I'm sorry for causing you trouble!" I replied seriously and apologized with a half-bow. Everything was still smooth. It seems that bowing has indeed become a body memory.
After apologizing, he walked up to the second floor, took out the key and opened the door, and was greeted by the smell of beer.
The room is very small, and the entrance is also very small. To the right of the entrance is the kitchen counter, with a pan tilted in a simple sink and a kettle on the gas stove next to it. To the left of the entrance is a small bathroom.
After changing your shoes, you will find yourself in a large room that combines dining room and bedroom. The bed is stored in the closet, which makes it not too crowded. There is an old-fashioned TV and fan in the corner. Several beer cans are scattered beside the coffee table in the middle of the room.
Some remnants of vomit...well, the source of the smell was found...
Nagayama Naoki immediately opened the window for ventilation, and the sunlight shone into the room, stirring up a faint dust... After a little tidying up, packing the garbage, sweeping and wiping the floor, his body that had not yet recovered suddenly appeared like this.
Sweating due to constipation.
Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't taken a shower for three days. I suddenly felt itchy, so I took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.
.......
After taking a shower, Naoki Nagayama looked at the young man in the mirror. No, he should be called a boy.
Under the fluffy hair, there is a pale and childish face, with a full and open forehead, eyebrow arches that are not too protruding, peach blossom eyes under a pair of sword eyebrows, a straight bridge of the nose and a straight mandible... Well,
He's quite handsome, except his eyes are a bit weak.
He is about 175 in height, has a thin body, and lacks muscles. He wears loose shirts, like clothes drying racks. At a glance, he can tell that he is malnourished and has not exercised for a long time...
However, feeling the vitality in his young body, Nagayama Naoki couldn't help but laugh: In his 30s, he suffered from lumbar muscle strain, ischial protrusion, myopia, potbelly, and cervical spondylosis... Mina-san, in the past
Thank you for taking care of me, Sayunala~
Don’t let the day pass by in vain, youth will never come again.
I feel like I have regained my youth! Hahahaha~
After washing the clothes, I filled a kettle with water and turned on the gas stove to boil it.
Then I sat down, not knowing what to do for a while.
Looking around, there are posters of Momoe Yamaguchi on the walls, her records next to the TV, and reports on Momoe Yamaguchi’s retirement on the coffee table. This is one of the reasons why the original person drank beer and took sleeping pills a few days ago:
On October 5, at a concert held at rb Tokyo Budokan, Yamaguchi Momoe announced the news of her marriage and retirement.
The original person is really an extreme fan of Momoe Yamaguchi...
But now Naoki Nagayama doesn't have much feelings for Yamaguchi Momoe. All the memories of the original person are like the movies he has watched. When he encounters familiar ones, he will associate them with each other, but the alienation of the spectators is always separated between the heart and reality.
middle.
The Showa era, China should be in the 1980s now, the early days of reform and opening up, Journey to the West, Hong Kong Island, Leslie Cheung, Anita Mui, Teresa Teng...
What else? There is a generation gap. Please forgive the post-90s generation for not knowing much...
Can you go back?
He is originally an out-and-out RB, and his family seems to have some connections with gangs. He is a low-level wage earner who graduated from high school. He is a poor man and it is not easy for him to go abroad...
What kind of rb did you have in the Showa era?
The coming bubble era? The Yamaguchi-gumi that is rampant in RB? And the Showa Kamikaze who is swaying the screen at station B? Matsuda Seiko, Nakamori Akina, Kudo Shizuka...
No matter how you summarize it, this era should be an era full of "opportunities". It seems that if you work hard, you can get rich!
Thinking back to the diligent 007 in his previous life, he might not be able to afford a house in a big city, and he had to go to Dali if he was laid off.
...
I want to live my life again, and I have decided to get rich first, and then live a life of poetry and distant places!
