[Comprehensive Writer] Lonely Hell

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——————It seems to be a new discovery for me, which resonates deeply

When Akutagawa Ryunosuke opened his eyes, he found himself standing in a white mist.All around is peaceful tranquility.

Milky white, light mist like pieces of snowflakes floated slowly around his body.In such a quiet mist, everything seems to be erased, returning to the most authentic pure white, without the slightest sound of wind.

The young man stood where he was, thinking as if in a daze.In the time that seemed like a long time ago and seemed to be just a moment, he spent a lot of effort thinking.He didn't know where he was now, and he was in a trance for a moment even who he was.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke raised his eyes, and wherever he looked, there was a faint pale white light shining.He tried to move his fingers, easily, as if all the shackles had been removed, and all the memories of the past slowly emerged in his brain like a movie.

He thought of those sad, happy, angry, happy, painful things.Since he woke up last time, his brain has been in that dazed and hazy state, but at this moment, those vague memories that seem to be separated by a piece of glass are gradually recovering in his consciousness.

Akutagawa stretched out his hand to press his heart, obviously he should feel sad, but he didn't feel anything, the negative emotions that should have been entangled in his heart all the time, at this moment, seemed to be diluted by these pure white, faintly glowing mist. The smoke seemed to have cleared.Akutagawa Ryunosuke closed his eyes, and let him fall into the deep darkness again after losing his vision. The fog that fell on him melted into water droplets, rolled down from his shoulders, and melted into the ground all the way.

Far, far away, there seemed to be sirens blowing one after another.Akutagawa opened his eyes abruptly, and he saw a small road suddenly appearing in the mist, but the unclear road had an inexplicable attraction.He kept walking along this road, his footsteps unexpectedly became extremely light, and he felt as if his whole body was about to fly.

After walking to the end, the field of vision suddenly became wider.Akutagawa Ryunosuke opened his eyes slightly, and was stunned.

The sound of splashing water, the light blue mist, the shadowy fishing boats, the black green hills in the distance, and the gently rippling water waves with the long siren.

The picture that suddenly appeared in his mind merged with the situation in front of him.Akutagawa stared blankly at the scene in front of him, the swaying fishing boat on the river, the ducks flapping their wings, and the light green river water that was warmer than emerald, murmured faintly, one after another The continuous sound of the siren and the faint sound of the sanxian suddenly filled my heart with a layer of familiar emotion.

The scorching river sand under his feet made him feel a little bit soft and soft.He stepped forward and walked towards the river bank. Half of the sunset on the edge of the sky had already dyed a corner of that side with a warm orange red. The young man walked towards the river bank, his footsteps were somewhat eager and light.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke walked to the bank of the river, the willow trees on the bank shook their branches, and the silver buds trembled slightly. He felt that his heart was trembling slightly like the willow leaves, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

This is his hallucination, Akutagawa said to himself in his heart, but the reason why people don't want to wake up from the dream is precisely because they know it is an illusion.The young man stared at the spacious river, and slowly squatted down, half-kneeling down.

He stretched out one hand, and shrank again when he was about to touch the river. He was a little panicked. This kind of panic came suddenly, like timid panic.He also didn't know why he was timid. Knowing that it might be an illusion, his pale fingers lightly touched the river water. The green waves were mixed with the gentle flowing water. Soft pale yellow.Akutagawa watched his slightly swaying reflection in the river, and smiled softly.

Waking up again after committing suicide has been pressing on his heart, the pain that no one can explain.Not only the pain of invading other people's bodies but still pretending to be fake, but also the pain that no one understands, which seems to be separated from everyone by a transparent glass, is still clearly echoing in his heart at this moment.

He suddenly felt that those were not important anymore. The quiet light green river flowing in front of his eyes seemed to be able to wash away all filth, which made him feel kindness and comfort that he had never had before. The whole person seems to be immersed in the wonderful sky light, becoming a part of the whiteness.

The breeze blew gently, and the river water was slightly rippling. Akutagawa watched the rippling water splash. The water droplets splashed on the river surface and made a tinkling sound.The bright sky shone down, covering the river, and the thin but straight shoulders of the young man.

He wanted to laugh, but before the corners of his mouth were raised, he realized that his eyes were already filled with tears. A careless, transparent teardrop slipped out of his eyes, fell into the river along his cheeks, and then fell into the river with this faint rivers merged into one.

There were sparkling lights in his eyes, Akutagawa was half kneeling on the bank of the river, and the willow leaves danced and swirled lightly and fell in the waves of the water. His breath seems to be integrated with the diffuse water vapor.

He remembered everything, and his memory had never been as clear as it is now.Those fragmented words that were swaying above the river like snakes suddenly disappeared without a trace.The young man was immersed in a quiet mist, and his eyes were full of yearning and nostalgia that he could not express.

"Akutagawa... Great Teacher?!"

Careful, light words as if afraid of breaking valuables, residual ink was still dripping from the sickle in his hand, and in the slightly dilated pupils of the young man with warm red hair, there was the one so familiar that he almost The figure who wanted to cry on the spot, slowly turned around in Dazai Osamu's eyes.

Osamu Dazai saw the face he thought about day and night, and at the moment he was looking at him with those quiet eyes that seemed to melt the sea of ​​the deepest and gentlest night, he was afraid that this was just a self-consolation After all, everything here is so unreal, so unreal that he wants to cry softly.

He saw that person looking at him, and then, slowly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Dazai suddenly stopped breathing.

His body seemed to be frozen by something, unable to move.

"Long time no see, Dazai-kun."

Osamu Dazai heard the man say that with a smile, through the hazy, pale white mist.

Tears finally fell from the eyes.

The author has something to say:

Personally, it is better to eat it with the BGM of "Fantasy Autumn".

I finally wrote here, and I even felt that I wrote so much just for this moment, to be honest, I cried at the end of writing.

Thank you Du Ku for your long comment. Although there may be some ideas that are different from mine, literature is only interesting if you have diverse ideas.And "Water of Okawa" is my favorite work by Mr. Akutagawa.

Also, it took a really long time to write this chapter, I might have to take a break, sorry. (not for a long time, just a few days)

感谢在2020-03-0618:19:08~2020-03-0820:26:16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 cast the rocket launcher: 1 piece;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 crossing;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Luoyan Chenye, Yiermi × Xi Suo, I am in everything, Shanhe Temple, Xilanhua, Duku 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：稀蓝花44瓶；天车原27瓶；哈哈哈20瓶；AC安生13瓶；鲨鱼量贩、云之韵5瓶；萩槿4瓶；子青子秦3瓶；小花花送给你、等等2瓶；零、火腿太阳蛋、墨霜1瓶；

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

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