Ghost of Tsushima

"Then what happened to you in the end? Were you not affected by the fire?"

The girl who just graduated from university is easily attracted by the twists and turns of the story, frowning anxiously, eagerly asking him about the story after that.

"I'm fine, and I didn't get burned... Probably because the house is part of the ghost, so I wouldn't have the heart to burn me," Nakahara said with a smile, "Do you like this story very much?"

"Of course I like it! Teacher Zhongyuan, I'm your fan!" The girl said excitedly, "And I didn't take it as a 'story', it's obviously your personal experience."

"Hahaha," Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help laughing a few times, "That's why I said it so well, you are fascinated by it."

The girl blushed and lowered her head, and said in a low voice: "Anyway, I like it very much. I spent a lot of effort to get this interview task. You must let me seek fan benefits."

Zhongyuan Zhong also smiled helplessly: "What benefits do you want?"

"Ah? I..." The girl raised her head in surprise, her eyes were bright, and she felt her arm was poked just as she was about to say something.

She turned her head, and there was a black-haired kid standing beside her, who looked only eight or nine years old, with a baby-fat face, pouted and opened his arms towards her.

"Hold—" Nai Tuanzi said it again confidently with a displeased face.

"hug--"

Zhongyuan Zhong also almost couldn't hold back from pounding the sofa and laughing, raised his hand and waved at the girl who was at a loss but had a face written all over her so cute and wanted to hug her.

"This is my child. He is at the age where he likes to act like a spoiled child. You can hug him and treat it as a fan welfare, otherwise he will cry."

The girl turned her head and saw that Nai Tuanzi's small mouth was pouted, her eyes were big and bright, with a hint of iris, and she was so wronged that she was about to cry.

She immediately picked up the child and put it on her lap and coaxed softly: "Okay, okay, sister, hug me, don't cry, don't cry."

"Oh, it's so cute!" She hugged the child and patted him on the back, gently pinching his doughy face, "You're so good, good boy."

Zhongyuan Zhong also sat opposite and watched the child being flattened and rounded in her arms, almost couldn't hold back his laughter when he was amused by the resentful eyes thrown over from time to time.

Yes, he thought, who told you to plunge the vinegar into the vat so hard that it wouldn't come out.

The girl is a reporter from the magazine, and she came to interview him about the creative process of his new book "Ghost of Tsushima". After teasing the child, she carefully hugged him and put him on the ground.

"I think I'm worth it," she said, "Your child is so cute, don't worry, I will organize the interview records carefully, and I will show you the first time after finishing!"

"Then I'll take care of you," Zhong Yuan said politely, and called the children to send the girl downstairs, "Dazai, you can go and see the eldest sister, just send it downstairs, don't stay at home all day long."

"Oh, how can this work..." The girl was still standing and politely greeted Nakahara Chuya, and the child named Dazai had already put on his shoes and coat and waited at the entrance.

"Big sister," Dazai called out, "Come quickly, I'll take you down."

The child's voice was a little childish, clean and crisp like the evening wind after the sunset.

The girl bowed and said goodbye all the way, and finally walked out from the living room, Dazai opened the door ahead of time, and took the girl out.

"Little friend, are you going out in a while?" The girl asked curiously while standing in the slowly descending elevator. She patronized and hugged her just now, but only now did she realize that the child is wearing a white shirt and overalls, and a bow tie. little gentleman.

"I'm going to attend Uncle Kajii's and Yosano's sister's wedding together with Chuya later."

"Ah, I remembered. Mr. Zhongyuan went to the Tsushima Haunted House to help Mr. Kajii chase the goddess. It's great, we are really together in the end." The girl laughed out loud, as if thinking of something He asked again, "By the way, kid, is your name Dazai?"

Dazai turned his head and shook his head: "Dazai is my surname, my name is Dazai Osamu."

"Eh?" The girl froze for a moment, "Aren't you the child of Teacher Zhongyuan?"

Dazai shook his head again, the child's voice was crisp and fresh, like a fresh green fruit on a tree.

"I was adopted from an orphanage by Chuya."

The red number 1 finally lit up, and the elevator door opened slowly. Dazai walked a few steps ahead and helped the girl open the door of the apartment.

"Thank you..." the girl said softly, "What a lovely boy, so lucky to be found by Teacher Zhongyuan."

Dazai stood inside the door of the apartment and said goodbye to the girl with a smile.

"I found Chuya."

After saying this sentence, the door of the apartment closed with a "click", like a heavy novel, finally closing the last page.

The author has something to say:

This is the end of the story, thank you for reading!

This story was originally published on lofter. Recently, due to some reasons, I decided to abandon my account and deleted the article uploaded on lofter.Because this article was serialized for a long time at that time, it was considered a relatively long article, and I sent it to Jinjiang privately to keep it for myself.The writing is very general, I hope you enjoy reading it.

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