[Wen Ye] Ghosts and Notes

"The Final Choice"

—I originally wanted to stay.

But feel your warmth, for you, I decided to leave.

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like.

Likes without any definition.

Different family, love, friendship.Just simply like it.

"Being by your side, you will feel happy and warm. Like a moth, you will absorb your love and live in a reassuring little nest."

——this kind of emotion.

Is this love?

questioned.

He loves me.

But do I really love him?

How can you love someone else if you don't even love yourself.

A voice in the distance made a nasty mocking sound at himself.

——Only when you have enough love can you spare your energy to love others.You don't even have love for yourself, how can you give love to others? You are just a monster who greedily absorbs the goodwill of others.

Sooner or later, the people you love and the people who love you will leave you, won't they?

...just like that guy.

I wanted to refute, but my mouth couldn't utter any sentences.

Ah, ah, ah... There will be no results in entanglement with this kind of problem. "

Humming an unknown tune, the black shadow lurking in the dream floated out from a certain corner and floated in the air.

"Don't think so much." Pausing for a while, shaking his hands, Shadow continued unhurriedly: "Couples who were still in love one second may fight because of interests in the next second."

"Mother and son are still fighting, but when disaster strikes, the mother sacrifices her life to protect the child."

"Love is the most hypocritical, but also the most sincere thing in this world. It is the most testable and least testable existence."

"What do you think?"

"..." Crouching in the darkness, Tsushima moved his fingers.

"You are very smart. You have already guessed Osamu Dazai's plan based on the current clues." He snorted a few meaningless breaths, "Ah, are you running away now?"

"I just... don't know what to do." He whimpered a few times, let out a breath, and the gray-haired child asked tentatively in a low voice, "What do you think... what should I do?" He raised his head, The confused dark eyes stared at the "shadow" floating in front of him tangled.

After a while, the shadow chuckled, "The choice is yours, just follow your own ideas." The lithe body turned around in the air, "I'm just a shadow in my imagination, please don't treat me as if I don't exist. people."

It seemed to be able to see something from the other party's hesitant reaction, the tenderness faded away, and the indifferent and emotionless serious voice resounded through the rustling wind.

The body trembled "..." The bent fingers dug deeply into the palm of the hand "I see." Tsushima whispered.

"Well, don't worry~" Unlike the chilling tone just now, the voice returned to calm, "You still have a period of time to think and make a choice."

"I'm looking forward to your answer."

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"On business trip?"

"Ah, go out for a few days, and I'll be back soon." Putting on his coat and straightening his collar, Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head and said, "I entrusted someone to take care of you, be good these few days."

He snorted a few times with his nose, "...oh." Turning the pages of the book in his hand, Tsushima responded without raising his head.

"..." Looking at the other party's lazy appearance, he frowned, and Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head vigilantly, looking at the other party's back.

With hindsight, thinking about the child's character, it seems that he is not as difficult and troublesome as that guy Dazai Osamu, and someone's suspenseful heart is slightly relieved.

Noticing the gaze behind him, the gray-haired child looked back sideways, "What is it?"

"Ah... nothing important, just interviews with a few companies." Scratching the back of his head, he recalled the specific itinerary. "After all, the economy of Hong Kong and Heilongjiang needs to be reopened... tsk."

Having said that, the bastard Osamu Dazai is actually not too ruthless... Tsk, no wonder.

After spending a lot of time arranging to clean up the mess created by a certain "previous leader"... I came home at night and inexplicably found a large stack of file bags in the drawer, in which I sorted out a lot of precious business information in detail. development proposal.

With his little toe, he knew that the bastard had secretly picked the lock of his house and put it in.

...Bastard Osamu Dazai.

Suppressing the irritability that rose from the bottom of his heart, Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed a few times, "So, I'm leaving?"

Suspiciously, he quietly observed the gray-haired child sitting on the sofa in a daze from the corner of his eye a few times, and his pale lips moved a few times, as if he wanted to give a few more words, but they still closed tightly.Zhongyuan Zhong also pressed his hat, swallowed the words in his throat, and walked out of the chief's room.

...I always feel that this guy Tsushima is a bit strange, and he feels that he has suddenly become a lot more unfamiliar. Is it an illusion?

Sighing with a heavy heart, he closed the door with his backhand, and the footsteps of the brown-haired man gradually faded away.

"It's so quiet."

The air that had been silent for a long time was broken by a slight murmur.

Pressing his cheek against the tabletop of the desk, his dark pupils were idly looking at the wall on one side, filled with unknown and obscure emotions.

"... so tired."

Like soaking in cold water, I can clearly feel the tiredness and depression seeping into the bone marrow, and the tide of tiredness gradually engulfs my chest.

I don't want to think about it anymore.

Pressing his thumb on his temple, biting his upper and lower lips with his tiger teeth, a faint rust and blood permeated his mouth, and Tsushima rarely showed an expression of irritability and patience.

——Basically, I already understood what that person entrusted to me.

Ah, is this forcing yourself to make a choice?

Hearing the footsteps and knocking at the door, he frowned, adjusted his expression and returned to a calm look, "...please come in." Tsushima whispered.

The door bolt was gently pulled, and a grey-haired man who looked a little old walked into the house, "Has the leader left yet... First time meeting, I am Guangjin Liulang. I'll take care of you."

Blinking his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, deliberately showing a smile of sudden realization, "Ah, I remember you." After a pause for a few seconds, the elongated ending danced "Well, let me think about it... last week You’ve seen it at the port pier.” The frivolous voice jumped.

"Well, it's also possible that I remembered it wrong? Probably." Seeing that the other party didn't answer for a long time, the gray-haired child added slowly.

"No, you remember correctly, I was indeed among the crowd at the pier." Nodding, Hirotsu bowed "... What an amazing memory, I remembered it at a glance Is it..." The man sighed after adjusting his monocle.

"It's just to get to know the people you work with, otherwise it will be very dangerous." With his hands on his cheeks, Tsushima tilted his head, "You don't seem surprised by your expression?"

"Did you see it?" Lifting his jaw, Hirotsu Liunami met Tsushima's observing eyes. "It's really nostalgic..." A small, indistinct murmur came from the gray hair The man's mouth overflowed.

As if losing patience, he simply stood up from the chair, and the gray-haired child stretched his waist, "Ha-ah, it's already late, um, do you want me to go with you?" Tears "After all, I promised Chuya to be obedient—"

Shaking his head, Guangjin said in a low voice: "No, you can just stay in Hong Kong and Hei for a few days." He hesitated for a few seconds, "Although it is reasonable to arrange a room for you, the leader said... "

Trapped in memories, his eyes narrowed to reveal a gentle smile, he deliberately imitated someone's tone and said: "Ah, this stinky brat is more familiar, just leave him in the chief's room." "Prepare to be softer for lunch." He doesn't like to eat hard food... Well, even though I said that, that guy will finish it well every time." "Remember to buy a piece of dessert every night."... "

After stopping the imitation of someone, Guangjin Liulang smiled lightly: "Actually, the leader still cares about you, but he is not very good at expressing it."

"So, if you can." Gentle eyes watched Tsushima's dazed face, "Please smile to the leader more."

what.

If so, how does this allow me to make a choice.

—Obviously I have made up my mind.

"I've been thinking about you" no matter who said it to me, I feel tears will flow down after listening to it.