Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Both the teacher and the student sat in the office and were busy all afternoon. They finally sealed all the letters and stamped them when the post office boy came to pick them up. Seeing the results of the afternoon's work being taken away, Lin Qiaomei's heart was full of surprises. I also felt a little bit of reluctance—wake up, it’s just a bunch of report cards inside, so why not give up!

After confirming that all the work was completed, Rimbaud drove the students out with a wave of his hand: "Hurry up, I know you are catching the train back to Bodo. Leave early and arrive early, and call your brother in advance to pick you up when you arrive. You are so skilled at night Just don't go out, carrying you is like carrying a chicken."

The professor chased away the students who were worried that she would make a living from food delivery again, and the phone rang when she turned around.

Pick it up and take a look... It's Sakaguchi Heigo from the special department again.

"professor?"

Sakaguchi Bingwu's voice was unprecedentedly relaxed and cheerful. The purpose of this call was not to contact someone who could perform the task as a liaison officer, but to show off his hard-won vacation to a friend who had worked with him for many years: "Mr. Allow me to rest for a month, hahahahahaha, just in time to participate in Quanzi’s high school graduation ceremony. This kid has been withdrawn and stubborn since he was a child. A few years ago, he handed in blank papers in protest because his teacher made fun of his name. Now he is finally able It looks like..."

Rimbaud raised his feet and sneered: "Speak humanly, don't beat around the bush, what do you want me to do?"

There was a coughing sound on the other side of the phone, and Mr. Sakaguchi was probably so happy that he choked on his saliva: "Oh, look at what you said, I have nothing to do, just to inform you that I will be silent for the next month. If a major event happens temporarily, other liaison officers will contact you in time, newcomers will always have some problems of one kind or another, please bear with me when the time comes!"

"I'd rather cooperate with Mr. Kosakaguchi in the future, go to your vacation and call me if you have nothing to do."

Ms. Professor hung up her phone angrily, and after thinking about it, she still had to call the Chief Farmer of the Supernatural Secret Service Section to inquire about the situation.

A senior social animal suddenly said one day that he was going on vacation?This is impossible... just like Miss Lanbo saying that she will never skip work again in this life, okay?

On the other side, Sakaguchi Heigo smiled and shook his head while closing the phone and putting it in his pocket. Sakaguchi Ango, who was also wearing a pair of glasses, stared dead: "Father, who is it that you are talking to?"

The young man is gentle and handsome, his lines look much softer than his father's, perhaps because he is more like his mother, and there is even a beauty mole on his mouth.

"Oh, it's a matter of work. You have to explain something when you are away from work. Don't ask me about the rest. Ango, have you decided which university to apply for? Have the school police thought about it?"

Sakaguchi Heigo looked at his son who was already taller than him, and his heart was full of love.Mr. Kosakaguchi pushed his glasses: "I want to try to apply for the philosophy major of the University of Tokyo. If I fail the exam, I will go to the police academy."

Sakaguchi Heigo: "..."

Did he hear wrongly, why does his son want to study philosophy?Is there a mistake?There are so many complaints at home that there is no place to put them, why study philosophy?Do you fight with your parents at home every day after finishing your studies?

But as a father, the son who has grown up said "I have a dream", even if his dream is to become a fan and father in the Mancai group, he can only smile and bless him.

So Sakaguchi Heigo stared at Sakaguchi Ango silently for a few seconds, and finally gave in: "You can consider the School of Foreign Languages ​​just opened by Dongdae University. Just put it in the second major, so that in the future you will always have a skill that you can rely on for a living."

In the end, the father and son reached an agreement that Ango Sakaguchi's goal of further studies would be the University of Tokyo's School of Foreign Languages, and they happily discussed the preparations for Mr. Sakaguchi's high school graduation ceremony.

Ango Sakaguchi, who had developed his secondary illness from the dominant to the invisible, turned his head and filled in his first choice as "Latin major in the Department of Western Languages, Faculty of Foreign Languages, University of Tokyo"...

Ha ha.

This kind of ancient text has almost no use other than pretense, but it is firmly at the top of the European language family and cannot be ignored.The former principal and now the dean found Miss Rimbaud who had been fishing in the water for many years in the French major. With a stroke of a pen... she had to add a standard course that required the preparation of teaching plans.

Poor Ango doesn't know what he's about to face right now.

"What is there... Chief Farmer? Rimbaud here."

A tall exotic beauty walked slowly on the Fujimoto rose trail in autumn, with picturesque eyebrows, and she turned her head to talk seriously with the person on the phone: "What happened to Sakaguchi Heigo, suddenly gave my subordinates a month's vacation, it's not so good Like the style of the Supernatural Secret Service..."

The other party said a few words, the beauty raised her brows lightly, and her expression sank after hearing this: "This... late stage? I really can't tell at all... Is there only half a year left? Sakaguchi probably already knows that. The magical 'degenerate theory'. Huh? You mean the new liaison officer? No need, if you have anything to do, go directly to Oda from the Armed Detective Agency, you know that kid."

"It's...Senior Fukuzawa's subordinate, worthy of trust."

Half an hour later, she put down the phone and sighed. It seemed that she needed to take care of Kosakaguchi.I have been working with his father for four years, and I am generally very happy. I wonder if this kind of happiness will continue to Mr. Kosakaguchi in the future.

She put away her mobile phone and walked along the trail for a while, and when the sunset elongated the shadow, she drove to pick up her son and go home.

Zhong also has entered the sixth grade of elementary school, and his height is infinitely close to 1.5 meters, which is neither tall nor short among his peers.Already 13 years old, he has grown a lot longer than before, his facial features are still exquisite but he will no longer be mistaken for a girl, his orange-red hair and cobalt blue eyes look enthusiastic and flamboyant, even if he wears the suit and school uniform of Didan Elementary School neatly Qi also has the temperament of a rebellious teenager.

In this regard, Ms. Rimbaud said... It's enough to be handsome, but also rebellious to prove that she is in good health and strong enough to do things. If you can't listen to people's words, you can go to the [color painting collection] and shut down in a small black room to reflect. What's the problem?

Gone.

The mother and son went home after eating out, and the Qin that I had mentioned before the holiday arrived... This thing is a gift from Baudelaire who met Zhongya through the video and placed a special order for someone to travel thousands of miles to Japan. ——He originally didn't like this little thing that caused his daughter's mission to fail and was detained and supervised by other countries, but when he heard the pure pronunciation of "Grandpa", he saw the boy's beautiful blue eyes and a slightly protruding breast on the side of his cheek. After getting fat, his old man said...

"It's so fragrant!"

A well-crafted dark maroon upright piano is placed next to the fireplace, with smooth and graceful lines, without any exaggerated carvings or decorations.Its sound is clear and precise, and the keyboard strength is moderate, which is especially suitable for beginners to practice.

It’s not that Baudelaire didn’t choose a more gorgeous grand piano. However, the living room of Rimbaud’s house is limited at the moment, and the other piano on the order can only lie in Steinway’s warehouse to eat ashes and wait for the conditions to be suitable before shipping. .

"As your child, how can you not know how to use a musical instrument?" He hopped at his daughter in the video, poking his cane vigorously on the ground: "You are lazy, and you have delayed the child!"

Well...with a younger cub at home, I really lost my father's favor...

So Professor Rimbaud’s family added an hour of music time after dinner every day in addition to the fixed parent-child time—fortunately, he is not a sound idiot, think about the glasses boy who played musical instruments at the cultural festival of Didan Elementary School a few years ago...it’s really amazing terrible!

She shivered, only feeling that this autumn was very cold early.

It was at this time that Mr. Mori, whose sense of existence was getting thinner, called: "Is Madam resting? I will come home to see you tomorrow, and I brought a fun little surprise~"

The black-haired bastard picked up was washed clean, wrapped in a bandage, and looked okay. It was quiet and not annoying. It should be able to divert the attention of the lady for Alice sauce, right?

After a brief chat, he hung up the phone with good expectations, turned around in the black-haired boy's "unbelievable" eyes, and said, "Mr. Dazai, Madam is a gentle and weak lady, we can't scare her, understand?" ?”

Even the eyes were wrapped in bandages. A boy who was wrapped up like a mummy nodded, expressing his understanding: "Madam is an ordinary person and doesn't need to know so many terrible things."

The breath around him split the world into two parts. The young man sat alone on the side where no one was there, staring coldly at the bustling side through the transparent membrane.

Unlike most children of this age, he was quiet.

Mori Ogai laughed: "The child loved by my wife is almost the happiest child in the world. I hope you can get this precious feeling." He seemed to see the past 20 years ago through the child's transparent eyes. I, obviously felt more like a madam at first... Disgusted!

Osamu Dazai tilted his head, feeling from the bottom of his heart that the so-called "like" by adults is completely incomprehensible.

For example, the man named Mori Ogai in front of him, he likes his wife very much, the light in her eyes will become soft unconsciously when he mentions it, and he can't deceive anyone.But he is trying to deny this feeling again, trying to make an "I'm sober I'm just lying to her" look.

It's just... quite confusing.

Is it me that has the problem, or the world?

The expression corresponding to "joy" is laughing, and the expression corresponding to "sadness" is crying. This is the fact, and it should be so-why is there an abnormal state of laughing and shedding tears and crying and crying?

He is completely unable to perceive the emotions described by others, nor does he know what those emotions are, why, and what is the use of them.His clever brain allows him to easily see the essence of things, but he cannot understand the reality of the world hidden behind the so-called "essence".

Meaningless.

Joy, anger, mourning, joy, everything is meaningless to a child who is trapped in a shell and can't feel anything.

The author has something to say: Highlights of this chapter

Old Mr. Sakaguchi

ready to go offline

Mr. Kosakaguchi

ready to go live

bar threesome

not yet formed

Mr. Mori's

love little surprise

coming from

in the trash can

jump out

Three-dimensional Ango Sakaguchi was originally named Heigo Sakaguchi.

感谢在2020-01-0912:52:49~2020-01-1010:30:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Jiang Yubai;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Yiyuan; kind-hearted Liang is 1 bottle of devoid of conscience;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!