【Taizhong】Fake Orthopedics

The plug of the desk lamp was not plugged in tightly. When I reached for the cigarette case and lighter on the bedside table, the bedside table was probably touched by my fingers, and even the wire of the desk lamp shook slightly, making the contact of the plug completely bad. , "Zi la la" went out, I ignored the extinguished lights, just a little bit of white light in the window, I don't know if it was moonlight or street light, I finally found the cigarette case and lighter, I sat on the bed and lit it A cigarette, the lit cigarette butt looked very bright in the dark room, Osamu Dazai opened the window for me in silence, so that the gray smoke could move out of the outside - after all, the closed room is easy to trigger the smoke alarm, and then I and I Osamu Dazai will be drenched in water.

I paused for a moment with my fingers pinching the cigarette holder, and realized belatedly that Osamu Dazai had probably been ambushing downstairs for a while under my apartment building, otherwise how would he know about Mr. Mori, the neighbor.The summer night was also extremely hot, but my back suddenly felt cold, as if some ghosts and snakes were sticking their dark hands on my back and neck. I shook my head stiffly.

"It has nothing to do with Mr. Mori's matter." As I said this, I took another deep puff of the cigarette, and managed to stabilize myself so that the smoke could be smoothly expelled from my throat and dispersed in the air.I squeezed the cigarette, the ash fell on the quilt cover, and turned to look at Osamu Dazai by the window.

Osamu Dazai was still holding the strawberry milk carton in his hand, and he drank most of it. When he squeezed the carton hard, it was crushed and turned into a strange twisted shape. His profile was covered by the little light outside the window Light up, the shape of the bridge of the nose is really beautiful.For a moment, I felt that I would be overwhelmed by staring at his face for too long, so I closed my eyes again.It didn't take long to hear footsteps in the room. He took the cigarette from my hand, lowered his head and bit my lips.It's not a kiss, it's like animal cruelty.The skin on the lips is so thin, so if you bite hard, it will naturally bleed. The blood oozes out, and the tear on the lip becomes even more painful. I closed my teeth tightly, and the pain caused even my teeth to tremble.In fact, I was not so afraid of pain before. On the contrary, I have a higher tolerance to pain than most people.After he finished biting, he seemed satisfied, and withdrew from my lips, asking me if I had anything to eat, he was hungry.

I opened my eyes again, and found that he had gone to pick up the plastic shopping bags in the convenience store. The bedroom was full of rustling noises from plastic bags rubbing against each other. I didn’t buy it, and where was the cigarette extinguished? My head was in a mess, and I was still frozen on the bed. I watched Osamu Dazai press the light switch on the wall to turn on the light in the room. He held the cigarette in his hand. On the back of the box, I was only wearing a high school suit jacket, and I walked out of the bedroom. I seemed to notice something vaguely. stable.Osamu Dazai was already standing in the kitchen. He tore open the package of cup noodles and put them on the cooking table. He was holding the handle of the kettle in his hand, and was turning on the faucet on the sink to fill the kettle with tap water.

I motioned him to open his hand, he half smiled and said he was holding the kettle, and asked me what I was going to do, I was a little anxious, and my tone became a little fierce, I told him not to talk nonsense, and snatched it from his hand The kettle, which contains about one liter of water, is a bit heavy. I put the kettle in the sink, grabbed his wrist and forcibly broke his fingers.Dazai Osamu had a superficial burn mark on the palm of his right hand, which was obviously the answer to the question of how the smoke was extinguished.

"Are you crazy!" I suddenly felt restless, and this level of anxiety had never even appeared before I was admitted to the college entrance examination.Osamu Dazai is a lunatic, he suffers from a heart disease, most of which will not be cured in his lifetime, and I don't expect him to be cured, but he should not commit this madness in front of me.My mind was in a turmoil right now, and I didn't think about why I was so anxious about him going crazy and ruining myself for a while—a lot of things I couldn't figure out myself.

I dragged Osamu Dazai away from the sink, and picked up the kettle from the sink and put it on the heating plate.The power of the heating plate is high, and it took only a minute or so for the water to boil. The button of the kettle "beeps" and I picked it up. I held the kettle and picked it up to make noodles for him. fix.Dazai Osamu didn't say anything while doing these things, and he didn't even refute me when I scolded him for being crazy.I didn't even buy plaster for my sunburn on my neck, let alone other medicines, alcohol and ointment. water, pressing it on the burn on his palm, fortunately the burn was not very serious.

I sighed and repeated that he was really crazy.But Osamu Dazai still didn't refute me, he just told me calmly that it's been 3 minutes.As if he didn't realize that the burn on his palm was painful, he bowed slightly, stood in front of the cooking counter and ate up the small amount of cup noodles, even the soup, and the box was thrown into the In the trash can, with a "click", it fell to the bottom of the bucket.

The air conditioner in the bedroom was turned on, and the heat from the intertwined body just now slowly dissipated from the body surface. Osamu Dazai was lying on the other side of my small double bed with his eyes closed safely, but I I couldn't fall asleep anyway, my hair was messed up, the thoughts in my head were messed up, and my heart was even more messed up. I don't know how long it took, until I even felt that my consciousness had left my body, but I heard Dazai Osamu's voice, The words he spoke in a breathy voice were very soft, and if you didn't listen carefully, you still couldn't understand what he was talking about.I don't know if I'm talking to me or talking to myself.

"You say you hate me, but you still want to treat me well and pretend to be a good brother. I thought you were just doing this in front of your father and Ms. Zhongyuan... What is this tonight?"

"Zhongye, you are also crazy, no one has the right to criticize anyone."

"We are accomplices."

People's sleep is also very strange. Sometimes after sleeping for fifteen or six hours, I still feel sleepy. This night, I only slept for about four hours before waking up. Because I don't know exactly what time I fell asleep in the morning, I just remember thinking about Osamu Dazai and then I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was in good spirits, and I woke up better than the Bedtime set on my phone. The alarm clock should be early.I couldn't lie down on the bed anymore, so I woke up Osamu Dazai, washed up quickly, changed clothes, and picked up the briefcase.

I also made it clear before that the sound insulation here is not very good. Until I went out, I didn’t hear any movement from the neighbor’s Mr. Mori’s house, so I hurriedly pushed Dazai Osamu out of the apartment to avoid Mr. Mori. The embarrassment of meeting in the morning, because it was only when I woke up that I remembered that I promised to buy drinks for Mr. Mori last night, and I went to get the tube of ointment for the sunburn after returning to the apartment from the convenience store, Not only did he fail to keep the promise, he might have heard all the messy movements in the room last night, and he really was ashamed to face others.

I bought Osamu Dazai a soft meal bag with peanut butter filling in the convenience store. I stuffed it into his hand like a hot potato. Osamu Dazai mumbled that he didn’t like the peanut butter one. The potato salad one was obviously better. For one thing, I ignored his complaints.He was also a hot potato for me, until I sent Osamu Dazai, who was neatly dressed, with messy hair, and looked like a high school boy, onto the tram, I finally felt a sense of liberation from being restrained, Then I slowly went to the opposite platform to take the tram to work.

Probably because I got up too early. When the company swiped the key card to enter the office, there was not even half a person in the huge company. I sat on the office chair and wasted nearly 10 minutes before some colleagues came to work in twos and threes.In the evening, I worked overtime again. A colleague named Liyuan who has a good relationship with me ordered UberEats takeaway at 23 o’clock and brought me a portion. At least I would not be hungry when I was working overtime. Although I moved out of the house, I still have to If you want to take the tram, you have to watch the time when you work overtime, and don't dare to miss the last train.I got up when the time in the lower right corner of the computer screen jumped to 15:[-], turned off the computer, clocked out with my bag in hand, and when I was about to smoke a cigarette in front of the company building before walking to the station, I met an unexpected person.

"Mr. Sen, haven't you been back so late?" I already met his eyes, and it would be impolite and unnatural not to say hello, so I shrank my neck and waved to him.

"We have to work overtime too." As he said so, he also stood beside me, and the two of us gathered around the trash can—the top of the trash can in the CBD is like a rough metal mesh structure, which is specially used There is a small notch for throwing cigarette butts at the bottom, and there are mostly cigarette butts that have been pinched off after only one or two puffs.

In fact, I should have smoked the cigarette after two puffs. When I was so regretful that I was thinking about it, I had already boarded the tram with Mori Ogai, and I missed the opportunity to say goodbye to him first.It’s already at this point, it’s absolutely impossible to still be crowded like the evening rush hour, the tram is empty, there’s no one there, Mr. Sen sits next to me, after a long silence, he still asks what I’m most afraid of him asking The problem.

"Yesterday... did you share the rent with someone?"

The walls are thin, and I have a thin skin. I know what he meant by saying that he heard the movement in my room last night. There was no content, um, ah, and there were vague voices. No matter what, it is impossible for me to make it alone. from.I shook my head and told him truthfully that it was not. My younger brother who was still in high school ran over yesterday. He was probably in the rebellious period and didn’t listen to his family. I don’t know what he was thinking.Half of what I said was false. I don’t know if Osamu Dazai is in the rebellious period. It’s not that he doesn’t listen to his family, he just doesn’t listen to me.

"That's it," Mr. Sen smiled, "Brotherhood is good, it's good. I'll give you the sunburn ointment later, you forgot to get it last night."

I had no choice but to thank him several times, not only thanking him for giving me the ointment, but also thanking him for not asking me, so that I can get my face back.Mr. Mori is a good man, although I can't fall in love with him at first sight like Osamu Dazai guessed wildly, but I do think he is a good man, worthy of association, and not easy to feel burdened, unlike Osamu Dazai - stay Every moment around Osamu Dazai was difficult for me.The little mermaid, every step is like walking on the tip of a knife.But I'm not a little mermaid, I'm just an ordinary, ordinary, not yet 23-year-old man, but already showing signs of aging.

Osamu Dazai knocked on the door of my apartment for the second time. It was Saturday afternoon, when he was supposed to be in science cram school. I bought vanilla ice cream, and I was reclining on the sofa in the living room with headphones on. While watching a movie, I was eating ice cream with a small spoon, and the doorbell rang. It was very loud. I was wearing earphones, and the volume of the earphones was adjusted high enough. It's the same inside my auditory nerve.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, what is three times?Might be an accomplice.I didn't even look at myself when I knotted the condom and threw it in the trash.Osamu Dazai is right, I am also crazy, otherwise how could I have made the third wrong thing with him, and even couldn’t stop wanting this kind of physical pleasure, I just feel that my fingertips are pulsating with joy.Fortunately, there were no traces left on the sofa. This was the furniture provided by the renting landlord. This fabric sofa is a complete set, and the fabric cover cannot be removed, so it cannot be washed.The ice cream that was left on the coffee table had already turned into a beige paste during the time I was entangled with Osamu Dazai.How can I still eat this disgusting sticky ice cream goo after I just finished that thing, and I will definitely dump it in the kitchen sink later.

I asked Osamu Dazai if he wanted to kill me, and if he was satisfied with killing me. "Why are you skipping class?" I asked him.

His father and mother have always had the impression of him as a good boy who is proud of him. With such an identity card, he skipped the cram school and came to my apartment to mess with me.I thought to myself, if the deeds were exposed, it would definitely not be Dazai Ji who was taught by my father, but me—the lessons were all light, and I didn’t even dare to think about the consequences of my parents’ exposure.

"The cram school is inherently boring, and it's all simple content. If I don't attend it, it won't affect my career path."

As soon as I patted the sofa cushions and sat up, my lower back still felt a little sore. I subconsciously wanted to yell, and I took a few deep breaths before forcing it down. I said, whoever cares if you can get into a famous medical university, I have warned you that there will be no next time. , Is it so difficult for you to listen to me once?I was so angry that my brain was starved of oxygen, and my eyes went black for a while.Osamu Dazai knelt down in front of me and squeezed my hand, but my eyes were dizzy and I couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Let me go." I said to him sadly, "Isn't it easy for you to find someone who is willing to be hugged by you? Osamu Dazai, even if you don't recognize me, you still hate me, I It's still your brother. Brothers can't do this kind of thing. You are smarter than me. You should know better than me. I don't know if you want to kill me or drive me crazy. I beg you , please let me go." My posture was extremely low, which was already the worst strategy, because my disgust towards Osamu Dazai prevailed, and I would rather die than beg him with such a low posture on weekdays.

I took another two breaths, and finally got my breath together, and my field of vision became brighter, and I found Osamu Dazai with his face up, meeting my eyes.

"I won't hug others, Chuya."

Osamu Dazai said, enunciating clearly.From my point of view, his face is as good-looking as a pictorial, and his voice is also nice, magnetic, and naturally attractive.But his words are like the devil.

"I just want you, brother."