[Wen Ye] Ghosts and Notes

"This is... what's going on?" Fyodor took a few steps back as he watched the white light spots like fireflies gushing out from the boy's body in confusion.

The ominous red halo gradually faded away, and slowly transformed into a clear white crystal.

Opening his eyes and raising his hand hesitantly, Tsushima frowned, and tapped the obstructive stone on his forehead with his index finger—following the boy's movements, the crystal melted strangely and disappeared without a trace.

A deep and frivolous voice sounded, "I always thought that you might be "Osamu Dazai" from another world, or his heir. After a pause, the black-haired man continued: "But now it seems that I may have thought wrong." "

"You, are you a supernatural body born from "Osamu Dazai". "He snorted out of his nose"... I didn't expect that guy to be able to produce such a "miracle". "The corners of his lips were raised, and he laughed out loud because he saw something interesting.

"You call it a 'miracle'? "Tsk tsk in disgust, Tsushima asked in a strange tone.

"Yes, you are Miracle. "

Open your arms, look at the roaring red dragon flying in the sky, slowly close your purple eyes, and open your arms as if singing "Born from death... an extremely rare existence with destruction" You who have the power of "supernatural power". Closing his eyes contentedly, Fei Jia muttered to himself, "...it's a miracle." "

"This is fate, you are the messenger of God who saves the world."

"Unfortunately, I'm an atheist." Patting his dusty clothes, Tsushima looked into the distance from the corner of his eye—the buildings collapsed one after another like dominoes, making rumbling noises, and the sky The dragon let out a burst of mourning, "...Is it Chuya?" This destructive power.

"Tsushima-kun... no, I should call you—disqualification in the world." Unable to hold back the excitement in his heart any longer, the black-haired man said loudly: "I searched for a long time, and finally found it, you—— It is an irreplaceable puzzle piece in my ideal.”

"Now that you know what I am, do you think I will help you?" With a sneer, the gray-haired boy grinned, "Let the supernatural power kill the supernatural power, do you think I would like to do this kind of thing?" ?”

"You, you really hate yourself." One sentence pointed out the bleeding scar in the other party's heart, "I will bestow death on you."

Unexpectedly, the other party would say "..." His pupils shrank suddenly, and because of surprise, Tsushima's breathing stopped for a moment.

"Let me think about it, it is impossible for people from another parallel world to come... Ah, yes, you are a body with supernatural powers, I understand."

The corners of the mouth curled up, and the eyes flickered dimly, "You have borrowed the power of the 'book', right? Putting his finger on his chin, the black-haired man nodded, "I see. It seems that the "Dazai-kun" of that world thinks so. This is indeed something he would do. "

"With your expression, do you not believe me?" Tilting his head, shrugging his shoulders helplessly, and lowering his eyes, Fyodor thought for a while, as if he was organizing his words.

A faint smile floated on his face "I swear, I will do it - give your death "meaning". "The four eyes met, and they looked at the troubled young man seriously, with earnest and seductive words overflowing from their mouths.

"I need you." Facing the hesitant young man, the devil stretched out his gentle and retaining hand.

"..." Sweat gathered on the chin, slid down the white neck, and sank into the collar.The Adam's apple moved up and down, and Tsushima fell into confusion.

The brain was blank, and thoughts were mixed together like a mess.

Instinctively want to refuse, but the inexplicable viscous desire surging in Hu Dudu made him unable to say no firmly again.

I've...don't want to move on.

So tired, so painful, so sad.

Anyone is good, can you give me the meaning of existence?

Peeling off the shell, the teenager revealed the tiredness and depression inside.The black eyes contained rotten black emotions, like moths attracted by candlelight, even though there was a sea of ​​burning bones in front of them, they walked slowly forward step by step.

"Didn't you think rats would do this kind of human trafficking?"

A slightly disgusted voice broke the silence.

Seeing the voice, the owner was stunned for a moment, and then showed such an expression, "This is amazing vitality, Dazai-kun."

"Where is there, it's still far from you." Sticking out his tongue playfully, the brown-haired man waved his hands like chasing flies, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes were full of malice, "after all, the vitality of mice is much more tenacious than humans ~" Said the barbed sarcasm in a funny tone.

"It's impossible for a mouse to give you meaning, Tsushima-kun." Putting his hands in his pockets and restraining his expression, Osamu Dazai looked at the embarrassed young man seriously, and frowned.

"The meaning of existence...... This kind of thing can't be found." As if recalling something, he let out a long sigh, "I, I once thought that if I get close to the darkness and death , Is it possible to find a little bit of the feeling of being alive in this way?"

"Then, when I came back to my senses, I realized that I had lost my most important thing."

"Just going on your own way to find "meaning" will end up with nothing but loss. Noticing the other party's suddenly stiff body, Osamu Dazai frowned, "You've already noticed it, right?" "

"I..." A dry voice escaped from his throat with difficulty, wanting to refute, but he couldn't say negative words.

Yes, because of my clumsiness... I lost a lot of things.Looking down at his toes, Tsushima fell silent.

"Then what is your wish?" Under the gradually rising sunset, the low and helpless voice melted into the air dyed orange by the brilliance.

"...I want someone to love me."

The cowardly coward spoke out his true desire with tears in his eyes and sobbing.

"Disqualification in the world, or Tsushima?"

Walking among the ruins piled up with ruins, whistling out of tune, the man turned his head away and blinked, "Well, it's Tsushima, it always feels a bit strange to be called "no place in the world". "He fixed his attention on his own, narrowed his eyes and gave a chuckle.

"Hmm." Nervously clutching the corner of his clothes and hanging his head like an ostrich, the young man walked slowly and dejectedly.

"I don't mean to blame you, after all, I have no right to interfere with your choice."

He rolled his eyes, probably thinking of some annoying person, "Well, although I really don't want you to mix with that mouse in my own selfishness." Osamu Dazai raised his bandaged hand to cover his mouth, and coughed embarrassingly.

Suddenly remembered something, "Go over there, there is a dark surprise."

Thumbs up in a certain direction behind him, waved his hand to say goodbye, the sand-colored windbreaker swayed back and forth with the wind, and gradually disappeared from Tsushima's vision.

"..." Although he didn't quite understand what the other party meant and hesitated for a moment, Tsushima finally trotted over.

surprise?Is it Mr. Nakahara's hat?

Picking up the top hat on the ground, he struggled for a moment, but still following his desire, Tsushima put the hat on his head carefully.

Because of the tightness of the hair, the originally fluffy bangs slid down, blocking the view.He clasped the brim of the hat with his fingers and pulled it back to adjust the tightness.

Just as Tsushima was shaking his head back and forth, a familiar muffled sound from the ruins in the distance attracted the boy's attention.

He ran forward quickly, and what he saw was a man with brown hair leaning against the corner with a displeased face. Scratching the back of his head, Zhong Yuanzhong also slowly stretched out his hand, begging for his own things, "Forget it, give me back the hat."

Putting the hat back on top of his head, he found that the other party was covered in dirty blood and dust. He glanced around worriedly, but he didn't find any wounds on the boy's body. Well, come and give me a hand."

The serious expression quickly switched, showing a helpless expression, "I am in excruciating pain all over my body now." After all, I just opened the dirty state.

The two shadows clinging to each other stretched out for a long time under the light of the sunrise, "You actually have supernatural powers, right?"

"..." There was no reply, just shut his mouth tightly, and Tsushima averted his gaze.

"I don't mean to blame you." The clear blue eyes looked at the cloudless sky, lost in thought, "But sometimes I feel like you..."

"Forget it." The words lingering on his lips finally gave up, "If you have anything on your mind, you can come and talk to me, if you are not in a good mood." After a few words in a low voice, the man said sullenly.

Long silence "I'm fine now."

"Yes, don't say such hypocritical words now, I don't really want to hear them." Nodding perfunctorily, giving up the enlightenment, the brown-haired man curled his lips.

"Cry if you want to cry, stop laughing."

"Ah."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed the faint dark water stains on the ground, and immediately understood.

Resisting to watch the eyes of the people around him, he turned his head away wordlessly, and Nakahara Zhong also cared not to look at the other person's ugly appearance.

The arm resting on the shoulder of the gray-haired boy moved, the palm opened, and the man gently patted someone's gray hairy head.