[Comprehensive Writer] Lonely Hell

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—————He can deceive others, but he cannot deceive himself.

The young man put on a look of refusal to communicate, and Atsushi Nakajima stared closely at Akutagawa, from the gentle arc of the man's side face, the eyelashes seemed to be closed or opened, all the way to the thin lips that were slightly pursed.He suddenly realized that Akutagawa, who seemed extremely powerful, would actually give him a feeling of fragility, like ice that was about to break, cold and fragile.

Maybe it's not rejection, but nothing to say.

Atsushi Nakajima suddenly thought of this, he turned his head and glanced at Mr. Dazai, who was rarely silent, his gaze stayed on the young man sitting on the hospital bed, as if he had forgotten everything.

Why... would he commit suicide... The words slipped away after reaching his lips, Dazai Osamu stared at the face of Akutagawa Ryunosuke, the face of this very familiar disciple at the moment showed a kind of indifference and indifference, the eyes flickering with fire, only He never saw the fiery and persistent eyes that belonged to him.

It seemed that something had collapsed silently and dissipated into the air when it was inadvertent.Osamu Dazai thought, obviously the other party's annoying obsession in the past was the root cause of his unbearability, why didn't he feel a trace of joy at this moment.In all fairness, Akutagawa Ryunosuke is like a stubborn piece of wood, stupid and self-righteous, stubborn and unable to repent, he has always had a strong premonition that one day this sharp sword will break where he can't see it.

"It's really useless, wasting my precious sleep time, what a stubborn rock, so useless and even jumping into the lake to commit suicide, thanks to Dun Jun for carrying you back to the detective agency."

Oops, what was he talking about, the habit all along made these words blurt out very smoothly without knowing it.The rest of the detective agency turned their eyes on Osamu Dazai with implicit condemnation, especially Atsushi Nakajima. While watching Ryunosuke Akutagawa nervously to prevent the other party from going berserk, he also hoped that Mr. Dazai would not go too far. After all, every time he was chased and beaten Everyone is him.

There was still awkward and wordless silence in the air.

There was no anger in the young man's black gray crystal pupils, but only a quiet melancholy, and a little inaudible indifference.Akutagawa Ryunosuke quietly looked at the people in front of him, nodded calmly, and asked.

"I will pay for the medical expenses."

He looked at everyone with a flat gaze.

There is no anger, no rampage, no angry Rashomon... Even the dullest person can sense something is wrong, Atsushi Nakajima is always on guard against the other party, and after struggling for a while, he still asked in a cautious tone: "Are you really... Akutagawa Ryunosuke?"

This is really a difficult question to answer. Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't show any expression on his face. He thought in his heart: No matter what, he can't deny Akutagawa Ryunosuke's identity to anyone. This body doesn't belong to him, he doesn't Any qualification to deny his existence cannot deny his own existence.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke set his sights on this white-haired boy. His few memories have already told him what kind of character the other party is. For this kind of savior, he has no right to criticize the other party's naive ideals, and even feels Sincere envy.

It’s great... It’s good to be able to continue to live with hope, which shows that he already has treasures that he valued, and the future is bright for them, and he, a devil who has been rejected by heaven, should be happy Go to hell.Akutagawa Ryunosuke thought about it endlessly, and an imperceptible smile flickered on the corner of his mouth.

Just living for the sake of living is what he can't stand the most.

There was a pain in his arm, and his wandering thoughts were withdrawn in an instant. He raised his head silently, a bandaged hand grabbed his arm, and looking up, those iris-colored eyes that seemed to be full of dusk were coming Eye to eye with him.

At that moment, Osamu Dazai suddenly had a strange premonition that the person in front of him seemed to turn into bubbles and leave in a second. Before he could think about it, he grabbed the other person's arm. At such a close distance, he clearly I clearly saw the alienation and indifference that could not be concealed in the young man's dark eyes.

"Sir, please let go of my arm."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke said in a flat tone, he lowered his eyes and followed the previous so-called "amnesia" setting.

You are such a coward, Akutagawa Ryunosuke laughed at himself from the bottom of his heart.

He has nothing to pay attention to anymore, Akutagawa Ryunosuke doesn't want to stay here for a second now, no matter here or there, those strangers with familiar names are almost driving him crazy.

"What do you call me?"

Osamu Dazai asked in an urgent almost pressing tone, and his tone sank in an instant.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke looked at him, a cold iceberg quietly perched in his eyes.

He raised his other hand, grasped Osamu Dazai's wrist, and slowly moved the other's hand away from his own arm, but the other party did not let him move, but his eyes still stayed on him.

"Ah, I woke up a detective in the middle of the night, but nothing happened at all."

Edogawa, who arrived belatedly, opened the door and saw this scene. He shook his head indifferently and put on his glasses.

The emerald pupils opened for an instant, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa's eyes stopped on the man with messy hair, and then moved away in the next second.

After all, it has nothing to do with him.

A sharp piece of music sounded suddenly, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke took out the phone from his pocket against everyone's eyes. Unexpectedly, the phone seemed to still be able to talk even if it was soaked in water.He turned on the phone and pressed the answer button. Although he was still a little rusty, he knew roughly how to use it after a few days.

"Hey Akutagawa, where are you now?"

It was the voice of Nakahara Chuya, who seemed to have accidentally turned the volume up to the maximum, and everyone turned their attention to the phone.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was still extremely calm despite being watched by so many people, replied: "It seems to be in a place called a detective agency."

"Tsk, you amplify your voice. If you hear that there is no detective agency, you'd better not touch Akutagawa. We will take the initiative to leave after picking him up."

The voice didn't seem to come from the mobile phone alone, Ryunosuke Akutagawa turned his head and looked out the window, the orange-haired man in a hat and suit stood downstairs holding the phone angrily.

Naturally, the other members of the detective agency also saw it. They turned their eyes to Akutagawa Ryunosuke who had stood up. The young man held his mobile phone in one hand and put the other in his pocket. He seemed unaware of the atmosphere full of gunpowder/powder: "Not yet Pay the medical bills."

"Tsk, I'll pay, hurry up!" Nakahara Nakaya was lying in bed most of the night, but received a call claiming to be Akutagawa's subordinate Higuchi Ichiyo, saying that she saw Akutagawa Ryunosuke being kidnapped by a detective agency, He hurriedly changed his clothes and rushed over to ask for someone.

At the place where that bastard Dazai is working now, Nakahara Nakaya thought viciously, if it wasn't for the fact that Akutagawa who lost his memory would be stimulated by the bastard mackerel and something special would happen to him, he wouldn't want to see the dead mackerel again.

"Then, there's nothing more to say." Akutagawa Ryunosuke put the phone back in his pocket, stood up while leaning on the wall, his hair was still dripping with water.The young man didn't pay attention to anyone's gaze, but walked towards the door step by step while supporting his body that might be blown down by a gust of wind at any time.

Akutagawa naturally knows that everyone is watching him, but he is not an existence full of love for all human beings. The world brings him only sympathy, but no love.

The world didn't seem to have any effect on him, but the original pain seemed to have deepened.Akutagawa Ryunosuke suddenly thought that the pain of loneliness is not only meaningful, but also conceptual.

The meaning of pain is to prove that he is still alive, but Ryunosuke Akutagawa is already dead.

He endured double the pain, but he didn't get half the joy of being alive.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke laughed silently with his back to the crowd, pressed his right hand tightly to his chest, coughed a few times, and walked out the door slowly.

A streak of dark water was left on the floor.

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感谢在2020-01-1721:43:18~2020-01-1920:37:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of XXXX; 7 bottles of sea salt and lemon; 3 bottles of Yaoci; 1 bottle of Hengxi;

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

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