Zongman: I have really retired!

Shuji Tsushima knew he had miscalculated the first time he saw Meng Shuxu.

This guy is neither the darkness before dawn nor the devilish moment at dusk. He is just a person like him who can find something to do because he is bored.

"Why did you bring him back?"

The voice was gentle and magnetic, and just listening to the voice seemed to outline the image of a good old man.

But Tsushima Shuji could clearly sense that Wen Ya was just his mask.

Everything about him looks fake and real...

"Feel sorry……"

The subordinate next to him tensed up. He had never wanted to bring him over, but this child revealed his secret. He really had no choice.

"It's just that this child is really..."

"Na na~"

"Because of your plan, my family was ruined. Don't you plan to take responsibility for this?"

Shuji Tsushima suddenly interrupted his subordinate's speech. The subordinate was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. At this time, he did not dare to say another word or even take a breath.

Meng Shuxu stopped writing in his hand, raised his head and looked at the child in front of him with interest.

He was wearing a decent navy blue kimono, his iris-colored eyes were faintly rippling, and his slightly curly hair made him look harmless and cute. His tone was innocent and aggrieved. When Meng Shuxu looked at him, he puffed up his cheeks childishly. , making him look cuter.

Meng Shuxu narrowed his eyes and suddenly released a strong murderous aura.

The subordinate's body stiffened and he suddenly fell to the ground. He looked panicked and wanted to explain, but Meng Shuxu did not look at him.

Tsushima Shuji's body became stiff for an instant, but relaxed the next moment.

Meng Shuxu raised his eyebrows, yes, he is a good prospect.

He waved his hand and told his subordinates to leave and not to embarrass themselves here.

Tsushima Shuji crossed his arms on his chest, complaining a little dissatisfiedly.

"Uncle, you are really going too far like this!"

Meng Shuxu looked at him with a half-smile,

"Tell me, why did you go to all this trouble to find me?

Are you just curious, or is someone instigating you? "

Shuji Tsushima tilted his head and replied

"Is this important?"

"It's not that important. You're a smart kid, you should know."

"Hey, uncle, why do you do those things? Are you really just bored?"

"I'm just doing what I want to do. Don't you have anything you like?"

"Does suicide count?"

Meng Shuxu choked. This child has quite a personality and likes to commit suicide just like him in another world.

"You will always find what you want to do and what you like in life."

"Are you trying to persuade me to try to survive?"

"No, I respect your wishes, but I think you yourself are willing to live."

Shuji Tsushima showed a look of disgust, as if he had heard something disgusting.

"Uncle, from the moment you get something, you are destined to lose it one day."

Therefore, there is not a single thing that does not exist, that one must pursue at all costs to prolong one's suffering.

Meng Shuxu nodded casually. He always respected the wishes of others as long as they did not hinder him.

“There are two great joys in life: one is not getting what you love, so you can seek and create; the other is getting what you love, so you can taste and experience it. (Note 1)

Just because something you once had is taken away does not mean that you will go back to the time when you didn't have that thing. (Note 2)

You have time to chat with me, a boring person, why not go outside and see the bigger world before making a choice?

There are many ways to commit suicide. You can choose to die vigorously, or you can choose to die silently and anonymously.

Of course, you can also choose to continue living, and I respect your wishes. "

As long as it doesn't get in my way.

Tsujima Shuji understood the meaning of Meng Shuxu's words and felt a little moved in his heart. After all, he was just a child who had lived in the deep palace compound for decades. It was undeniable that he was full of interest in the outside world. curious.

He blinked and said, "So, uncle, do you want to adopt me?"

Meng Shuxu fell silent for a moment. He didn't hate this child. Shuji Tsushima knew the truth about his family's demise but still dared to face him, the mastermind behind the scenes, and even dared to provoke him. He was a smart child, too smart.

Thinking about it, he himself knew that no matter what, he, the only survivor of Japan's old aristocratic family, would definitely receive attention from all parties in the future, so he simply put himself under his name, which was really a good card to play.

Meng Shuxu suddenly smiled and said softly:

"Then you are my adopted son, Tsushima-san."

"No, Dazai...my name is Osamu Dazai."

His voice rose slightly at the end, with a bit of carelessness, and his voice was a bit deep, with a bit of a sultry feeling.

Meng Shuxu squinted his eyes and looked at the child in front of him again. He licked his lips and spoke again:

"Then - Dazai, please call the uncle at the door over."

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(Note: There are two great joys in life: one is not getting what you love, so you can seek and create; the other is getting what you love, so you can taste and experience it.

-- Zhou Guoping

Just because something you once had is taken away does not mean that you will go back to the time when you didn't have that thing.

-- Keigo Higashino, "White Night Walk")