After solving the problem of being full to eat halfway after getting off the plane, Shimoba pushed open the door of the fast food restaurant, preparing to leave Shinjuku, the short-term foothold, and set off for the next place that she had already planned.

After nearly 40 minutes of shaking in the tunnel by JR Express, I came to Yokohama Station from the bustling Shinjuku Station.

Walking out of the ticket gate and coming to the ground, the strange rain in Kanto still spread over the city famous for its beautiful harbor.

The whole of Yokohama is like a plant that has been wet by the drizzle. The street surface filled with sea breeze is wet, and the LED light board placed in front of the store casts a layer of faint blue light to the ground.

Frostleaf's leather boots stepped on the cracks in the bluestone road, and from time to time a small string of muddy water droplets would be brought out.

While walking on a secluded street with an umbrella, she lowered her head and took out her mobile phone, looking through the contact numbers left on it. The shiny electronic screen illuminated most of her face in the night.

The expression dissolved in the light showed a trace of doubt, and hesitation of not knowing whether to contact again.

But after thinking about it for a while, she still settled down and decided to edit a text message to that old friend whom she hadn't contacted for a long time.

"I'm going back to Yokohama."

Yokohama is not only the place where she lived in the past, but also the city where she met that person. It is an opportunity for her to find a ray of light she can rely on in the endless dark night.

But all of that was pushed away by the self who didn't cherish it. This fact is irrefutable.

Shuang Ye originally thought that she should not get any reply, but the stone that fell in the middle of the lake finally caused ripples, and a few minutes later, she got a reply from the other party.

"Then do you want to come out for a party?"

Without too many words, without questioning why she disappeared frequently and never heard from her again, just one sentence made it easy for people to establish the original relationship.

But it is this gentleness that is always not too involved that makes people feel even more sentimental.

At the same time, it is easier to let those who hide their worries breathe a sigh of relief.

Just when Shuangye wanted to edit the reply, she had unknowingly walked under a tall building with a dark appearance, and gradually stopped because of the 'blockers' appearing in front of the road.

Sensing an active creature on the opposite side, Frost Leaf couldn't help but look away from the screen: "Cat?"

In the hazy rain, a three-colored cat came out of the corner and sat down in front of her. It let the rain splash its fur, and then couldn't help scratching its wet ears with its meat pads, and gently touched her. Shouted: "Meow~"

Its small head looked up at the sky at this moment, as if signaling something.

The transparent raindrops from the entire sky were reflected in the cat pupils that were as transparent as glass balls, and the speed of falling seemed to slow down.

Shuangye suddenly sensed the sound of wind that was not right above her head, she then looked up, the moment she saw the things in the sky, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she threw away the umbrella in her hand.

In the next second, the subspace with silver lines flashing on the edge broke through the dark rain curtain, and the night wind, cold rain, and the sound of car horns resounding in the distance were all isolated from the outside.

However, when she touched the figure that descended from the sky, her flawless ability in the past turned into a sheet of cellophane and shattered in an instant.

"what--"

Reflected in Shuang Ye's astonished silver eyes, the figure of the man in black was getting bigger and bigger. She only had time to see the staggered white bandage before her eyes, and the man's body, which was doubled by falling from the building, smashed into her body. arms.

Bang.

The surroundings were rendered as deathly silent.

……

The sirens of ambulances passing through the intersection of Yokohama seemed particularly noisy that night.

By the time Shuangye regained consciousness from the bed in a private hospital, it was already noon the next day.

The air is filled with the unique fragrance of hydrangeas in summer. The fragrance is fresh and moist from the rain, and mixed with the smell of disinfectant water in the hospital.

In the gap of hazy consciousness, Shuangye seemed to be able to hear the conversation between the doctor and a certain man from outside the ward.

"The rescue process went smoothly... Fortunately, the wounded at the bottom was too strong, and he skillfully released his strength when catching the one who fell from the building. Both of them were only slightly injured in the end, which is simply a miracle in the history of medicine... ..."

"It's great that both are okay."

"Are you a family member of the injured?"

"I'm a friend of that woman."

"After picking up your girlfriend and leaving the hospital, you must keep these precautions in mind..."

"No, I'm not... ok."

There was still a faint pain in the chest and ribs at the moment, which made her unconsciously gasp.

Shuang Ye supported her injured body and got up from the bed, the quilt slid down with gravity, revealing her plain white hospital gown.

The vision that just opened her eyes and got used to it was still a little blurry. Shuangye caught the ticking wall clock on the wall of the ward with her hearing, and after basically confirming the current time, she chose to gently rub her forehead with her hands, trying to slowly review last night. memory.

I still remember that she was trying to reply to Ah Zuo’s text message last night, but accidentally met a three-colored cat blocking the way, and was wondering why there was a cat... and just happened to be hit by a man who jumped from a building in the sky? !

Realizing that he was sent to the ICU for rescue that night by an unknown well-meaning person, Shuangye's chaotic brain immediately cheered up.She quickly glanced around in a circle, and her eyes fell on the hospital bed next to her.

There are only two breathing sounds of living people in the ward at the moment, and she feels that the person lying next door is the culprit who hit her, and Shuangye can't help but recall the fear of being dominated by the shadow that fell from the sky last night.

But she still chose to gently lift the gauze curtain in the middle of the hospital bed with her hands, the pulley rolled gently along the axis, and the illuminated figure lying on the opposite hospital bed quickly came into her eyes.

Melting into the sunshine is a young man with a very handsome appearance. The black curly hair spread on the pillow is fluffy and soft, his bones are thin, and his eyes are covered with thick dark circles. Close your eyes.

Frost Leaf's calm gaze of pure sizing passed over his left eye, which was tied with a white bandage, and then shifted to the neck and arms that were also wrapped with bandages outside the hospital gown, lingering for a while, and finally returned to the young man's face. Stationed.

The gentle and peaceful pale sleeping face is like a whale sleeping at night.

Like a weird... Sleeping Beauty.

I don't know if her voice disturbed his dream, just as Shuangye thought so, the black-haired young man on the hospital bed slowly opened his eyes at this moment.

The moment she saw Sleeping Beauty's eyes clearly, Shuang Ye felt that she would not be able to forget those eyes for several days.

Protruding from the bandage on the right side is a kite-colored dead eye full of emptiness and loneliness.

When he opened his eyes and returned to the world, the first ray of emotion that surged in the eyes of the frail man was not happiness, but the disappointment that was at a loss and could not be described in words after the emptiness passed.

——Continuing to live in the world, does it disappoint him so much?

His expression didn't change until he slowly focused his pupils on the Frost Leaf standing beside him against the light.

The moment he saw the figure's face clearly, he seemed to be stung by something dazzling, and suddenly there was an impulse to cry in his frown.

But that fleeting emotion was revealed too quickly, and Shuangye stopped the pain that originated from the soul in just a blink of an eye.When she opened her eyes again, the young man had already smoothed the arch of her brows, and after a long while in a trance, a slightly bright look of surprise reappeared from the center of her pupils.

"Small……"

He pursed his dry thin lips, as if he was whispering something.

Shuangye couldn't help but pause slightly, and only when she got closer to her upper body did she hear his voice as light as a feather.

"...Am I dreaming?"

The strange dark-haired youth stared at her with empty and tired eyes.The blackened eyes of the kite are like the leftover absinthe from a glass of wine, and there are too many words and stories that outsiders cannot understand hidden in the depths.

I saw him slowly stretching out his hand towards Shuangye, as if he wanted to touch the dream that he didn't know whether it was real or not.

But when he stayed in mid-air, Shuang Ye thought that he wanted to shake hands, so she took the palm he stretched out very naturally, and greeted him casually to show respect.

"Wake up, Taisho has been dead for almost 100 years."

Shuang Ye temporarily shook the hands of the two of them, and then reminded the black-haired young man who was stunned by this fact with a blank face: "The only thing you need to recall now is that you fell on me when you jumped off the building last night. things about me."

"……Eh?"

Osamu Dazai, who is currently serving as the leader of a large black organization in this city, showed a child-like confused look outside for the first time because of her words.

His reaction was a little too slow, running like a rusty gear.Afterwards, he reluctantly got up from the bed, pointed to himself, and slowly repeated what Shuang Ye had just said: "You mean...I wanted to commit suicide last night, but I fell on you?"

The other party's voice was surprisingly nice, a little low, with a clear quality between youth and teenager, and at the same time, it was so elegant that it seemed to be independent of the melancholy music of the violinist pulling his bow with his head tilted in the moonlight.

But Shuang Ye was basically sure at this time that the man in front of him seemed to have had his head smashed.

——Otherwise, how could he still show her the surprised expression of "I actually won the lottery" when he heard his words.

Thinking so, Shuangye didn't intend to let this guy go so easily.Since she hurt herself for no reason, she has to pay the due price - she is already very skilled in dealing with such things.

"That's right, although you are good-looking, that's not the reason why you can 'take advantage of your beauty'."

After finishing speaking, Shuang Ye put down his hand, and immediately took half a step back to sit on the edge of her hospital bed, folded her arms in front of him, and folded her legs gracefully.

She raised her chin, glanced indifferently at the sickly black-haired young man with the end of her eyes, and threatened in a deep voice like a land creditor——

"So be smart, you need to compensate me, you know?"

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