My cubs are all blackened

Ye Lian quietly looked at Dazai Zhi who was sitting straddling above him, there was no wave in his calm blue eyes.

There was a smirk on the black-haired boy's lips, and a little bit of light appeared in those beautiful iris-colored eyes, and the tip of his nose was close to his cheek. Ye Lian could feel Dazai's spray on his skin. heat.

This is an extremely intimate overlapping figure, but the demeanor of the two protagonists does not contain any lust.

"Continue?" There was a hint of helplessness between Ye Lian's brows, and he looked directly into those eyes with a smile: "How do you want to continue, eh?"

This provocative tone made Osamu Dazai raise his eyebrows inadvertently, and suddenly stretched his right hand towards Ye Lianjie's white collar ambiguously, and lightly flipped the fastened button, but his eyes kept observing Ye Lian. Lian, watching his prey with interest like a condescending cat.

"I don't need to explain the next thing, Mr. Ye." Osamu Dazai's face curved in joy, and his slightly narrowed eyes revealed a bit of cunning.

He glanced suggestively at the position below where Ye Lian's body was connected.

The peachy affection in the air entangled the two of them vaguely, like a naughty cat's paw, tentatively scratching at Ye Lian's heart bit by bit.

"..." Ye Lian quietly looked at the very attractive young figure in front of him, and smiled faintly.

Same as usual, with a smile as clean and pure as glass.

"Dazai, I've already explained it." The helplessness on Ye Lian's face became more obvious. He didn't show any emotions such as anger, embarrassment or happiness, as if he was educating his own naughty children. .

"I'm not interested in that kind of thing."

After staring at him in such an ambiguous manner for a while, Osamu Dazai straightened up suddenly, shrugged his shoulders, closed his eyes and sighed regretfully: "...it seems to be true, I really don't feel anything at all. Woolen cloth."

Even if he tentatively sat in Ye Lian's key position and used words to seduce him, Ye Lian didn't respond at all. He was like a silent lake, and no stone could splash a single ripple in it.

This already expresses too many things.

Dazai opened his eyes calmly.

What Ye Lian told him was true, and he didn't adopt him because he wanted him.

That love tends to be more towards family members, or the feelings between the most important people.

"Then that's the end of the game in the morning." Seeing that he finally gave up the temptation, Ye Lian reached out and patted his arm, and smiled without any ambiguity: "It's getting late, you have to hurry up!" Go wash up."

"I understand, Mr. Ye." Osamu Dazai returned a candid smile, and happily jumped off his body.

Both of them left the ambiguous scene just behind their minds and resumed their normal speech and demeanor.

But after Ye Lian left the room, the smile on Dazai Osamu's face disappeared instantly. He looked at himself in a suit in the mirror with a complicated expression. This man Ye Lian personally created the current self, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes. A fleeting struggle.Afterwards, a gentle arc was slowly evoked.

Today, he used the bet of dedicating himself to exchange for a possible happy and warm future.

Finally, his gamble succeeded. His past doubts, vigilance, and cautiousness completely collapsed in today's temptation, leaving only hope and a tolerant future in his heart.

He finally didn't have to be wary of that man anymore, and could try to accept him with sincerity.

For a lost lamb like him who walks in the dark, it is a blessing to meet someone who really cares about him and treats him well, so why doesn't he try to believe in this sincere feeling.

You can't just watch it slip through your fingers and grab it.

Fortunately, Ye Lian did not disappoint him.

He took out the still-polished gleaming sharp shard from under the pillow, and—threw it casually into the trash can.

There was a sense of relief in those iris-colored eyes, he opened the door with a happy expression, and smiled at the man who made people nostalgic and warm.

"Mr. Ye! I'm so hungry, let's go to the restaurant together!"

-

Under Ye Lian's training, Dazaizhi continued to improve himself.

With his genius-like talent, he quickly absorbed all the knowledge taught to him, no matter how complicated or boring, he could easily engrave it in his mind.

Ye Lian was very pleased with such a Dazai, especially the recent Dazai who no longer avoids studying, although he still likes to bicker with him to make him helpless, but Dazai has done everything perfectly for the remaining work.

Ye Lian also gradually brought him by his side to participate in some bloody work, the purpose of which was to exercise Dazai Zhi's psychological endurance.

One day, Osamu Dazai will become a new cadre, and negative things such as cruelty, indifference, and selfishness must be taught to him. Even if Ye Lian doesn't want to make him feel pain, there is nothing he can do about it.

What is more worry-free is that Osamu Dazai does not resist his orders. He will face the death of the enemy obediently, and will take out the gun he carries to fight the enemy. However, in actual combat, Osamu Dazai always holds the gun in his arm. It will subconsciously shift and shoot the bullet.

His small movements only lasted for a moment, and no one would be able to find his flaws. Even Ye Lian realized this problem through systematic reminders.

For this reason, Ye Lian specially observed Dazai's fighting methods for a period of time, and finally, he found the most reasonable explanation.

Osamu Dazai hesitates to take the lives of innocent people.

It's ridiculous, right? It's obviously a scheming and terrifying mafia.

But at the same time, he is just a 14-year-old boy who is like a blank sheet of paper.

Ye Lian couldn't understand the reason for his fear, because to Ye Lian, other people's life was like a fallen leaf in autumn, and it didn't take any emotion to sift it out.

But Osamu Dazai is different from him, Osamu Dazai is not him.

So Ye Lian lovingly stroked Osamu Dazai's head, smiled and allowed him to be weak: "It's ok, if you don't want to kill someone, you can shoot the enemy's wrist and thigh so that he can't attack you anymore. If you can keep yourself safe, I will I don't mind."

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes and nodded, and shot through the enemy's two wrists and ankles precisely in front of Ye Lian.

The enemy moaned louder and more painfully than ever, and the bright red blood flowed all over the ground, torturing his nerves bit by bit, but he couldn't die, he could only suffer.

"Please, please... kill me."

The enemy who really couldn't bear it started begging Osamu Dazai to die, which made the frail young man's eyes more and more complicated, and his thoughts became messy and entangled.

It was Ye Lian who was on the sidelines who answered him: "No, Dazai doesn't like to kill people."

He smiled as always, it was obviously a beautiful and warm smile, but there was a clear layer of coldness seeping from those blue eyes: "Please don't die before we leave, okay?"

This is the most frightening and tortured line for those who want to die.

The enemy's expression showed panic, his body gradually trembled, and he squeezed out a few words viciously from between his teeth: "You... devil."

As soon as his words fell, a gunshot suddenly echoed in his ears. The enemy maintained a terrified expression, and unconsciously leaned back, and a clear bullet hole had been left on his white forehead.

One hit kill.

"Dazai?" Ye Lian looked suspiciously at Dazai who was holding a gun, not understanding why he shot suddenly.

"...I don't need it anymore." Osamu Dazai smiled at him, his expression unclear: "I won't hold naive thoughts anymore, Mr. Ye."

This is not kindness, but torture.

"Ah, and that person actually said bad things about you, it's unbearable!" The next second, Dazai Osamu had returned to his usual lazy demeanor, and shook his hand and gun at his fingertips as if complaining: " Only I can call the word devil, and no one else will allow it!"

"Do you still need to worry about that kind of thing?" Ye Lian shook his head helplessly. He quickly forgot about the enemy and patted Osamu Dazai on the head: "Okay, the mission is over, let's go back."

"Hey—the time outside is really short." Dazai Zhi sighed resentfully, he followed Ye Lian's leaving pace, and after taking two steps, he turned his head quickly, looked alienated and fell on the ground. The mafia in a pool of blood, the eyes immersed in the thick darkness have suppressed all emotions.

"Dazai."

But at this time, Ye Lian's gentle call made him change his mood quickly, turned his head with a smile, and met the doting eyes.

"Would you like to sleep with me tonight after a long absence?"

Dazai was slightly taken aback, then a helpless smile appeared on his face, and he heavily... shook his head.

"Absolutely no!"

A look of extreme disgust.

Ye Lian blinked: "Why?"

"Because sleeping with Mr. Ye, the quilt will be rolled away, sticky and hot and uncomfortable, it is difficult to get up the next morning, and you will also receive strange looks from others." Osamu Dazai counted one by one, curling his lips in disgust: " In short, I will never sleep with you!"

"..."

Ye Lian held his little heart that was hit, and showed a bitter smile.

——Then that night, the two of them shared the same bed again.

Osamu Dazai tugged on the shirt on Ye Lian's chest, and closed his eyes peacefully and happily.