[Comprehensive Writer] Lonely Hell

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I stream Akutagawa, update as you go, mourning, read carefully.

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—Sleep is better than death, at least no doubt easier.

Surrounded by icy darkness, he lay on the endless dark field.Seemingly, light calls came from the distant invisible sea, like birds skimming over the waves.

Akutagawa...

Akutagawa...

Who is calling his name...

He was a little uncertain, his limbs were too heavy to lift as if they were filled with lead.His chest seemed to be oppressed by the heavy darkness. Why was he still able to open his eyes and see things in the darkness? He didn't think about it, but felt that his brain was dizzy, like a consciousness that was constantly spinning like a spinning top. bump into each other.

He raised his hand with all his strength, trying to tear away the boundless darkness.Finally, the first ray of light came in through the gap, and he lost himself in the blinding white light.

The young man opened his eyes, and what he saw was the white ceiling. He slightly moved his head sunken in the pillow, and the hair scattered around his ears made his face slightly itchy.His eyes changed from scattered to focused on the blond woman lying on the bed.

"Akutagawa-senpai! You finally woke up!" Higuchi Ichiyo suddenly raised his head, crying with tears in his eyes.

Who is she... Akutagawa Ryunosuke opened his mouth slightly, and found that he was wearing something like a light green mask in front of his mouth.

"you……"

"That's great, Senior Akutagawa..." The woman just buried her head in tears, completely oblivious to the strange expression on the face of the young man lying on the bed at the moment.She stood up and yelled at the doctor and ran out. The young man looked at her back as if watching a mirage.

The violent stabbing pain from his head seemed to be hit. He couldn't help but frowned and closed his eyes again. It was like a fragmented picture in front of him. The interlaced scenes in the picture made his brain confused. Like a kaleidoscope spinning in a mirror.

Some of the pictures presented in the fragments are very strange to him, like a series of unbelievable videos in a city that has never been reached, men in black suits exchanging fire, strange creatures tearing open the enemy's chest like beasts, The cold eyes of the man with bandages, the orange-haired man with red light all over his body... Other pictures made him feel very close. People in kimonos and women in Western-style dresses are passing through the street, and the tram is passing slowly. Driving on the track, young people are riding bicycles laughing and laughing, pens are writing lines of words on paper, boiling hot water teapots are making noises, tatami mats smell like straw paper, and after-rain wind blows The freshness of the grass...

The two parts of the picture were as inconsistent as sea water and flames, but they slowly merged together before his eyes, and finally exploded into gorgeous fireworks.Akutagawa Ryunosuke wanted to stretch out his hand, but he couldn't touch a single spark. The cold air passed from his fingertips to his heart, like an iceberg lurking under the Arctic Ocean.

He opened his eyes again, tried to prop up his body, and found that the bones in his whole body seemed to be broken apart. The creaking sound of bones rubbing echoed in the small ward, accompanied by the finally unbearable pain from A low exhortation was squeezed out of the mouth.

It hurts...as if the whole body does not belong to him... Akutagawa Ryunosuke let go of the hand supporting the edge of the bed, and fell into the soft white bed again.The smell of disinfectant that he hates the most lingers at the tip of his nose, a smell he hates the most, and the surrounding area is empty, and a machine that cannot be named at all is placed next to his head.

As if his lungs were suddenly ignited by fire, the blood-fueled fire burning in his chest opened its mouth wide to devour his flesh and blood, and he stretched out his hand to press his chest and coughed violently.

His head became more and more dizzy, and his consciousness was entangled into a messy ball of yarn. Suddenly, a burst of sadness fell on him. The sudden, sudden, and without warning, ice-like and thorough sadness made him almost unable to hold back his tears. .

Why be sad?He was a little dazed.A voice in his heart answered him: Sad for Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

Akutagawa... Ryunosuke... put the tip of his tongue against his jaw and read out the name a little bit, as if he was chewing a piece of snack.His eyes widened suddenly, his fingers curled up and loosened.

He is... Ryunosuke Akutagawa...

He is not……

In the room that was so quiet that it made people feel a little heartbroken, there were only the sound of light breathing and the beating of the heart.He moved his right hand and put it on his heart, feeling the vibration transmitted through the skin and blood.

Then, he heard himself let out an inaudible sigh.

When the blond woman shouted "Akutagawa-senpai" and ran towards him from the door, before another darkness came along with that sadness, he slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly remembered an important thing in his mind .

Ryunosuke Akutagawa committed suicide.

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