[Main Wenye] I met Dazai after jumping off the building

Yokohama Suburban Development Area

The tall buildings that have not yet been fully completed are hidden in the night of Yokohama, and the black and gray concrete walls reflect a little white light. It is a mobile phone, and the chat content is kept from an hour ago.

[22:56:27 A roll of [-] yen for a bandage: I'm almost there, Miss Vegetable. 】

[22:56:45 Resolutely don’t eat vegetables: OK, I’ll wait for you here. 】

Then an hour passed.

There was no sign of Mr. Bandage who said "coming soon", only Bei Naoliang was sitting on the cold floor in the empty building, her legs were hanging off the floor, dangling at a height of fifteen floors above the ground .

Looking from a distance, opposite her is the Hong Kong and Hei Building that soars into the sky.They show their influence to the citizens of Yokohama with a high degree of ostentation.Looking down from the Kohei Building, you can see the brightly lit night view of Yokohama.The bright lights one by one are like the souls of people living in the city, floating to illuminate the dark night of life with dim light.

Across a river, the development zone where Bei Nailiang is located is dark, as if it is not in the same world as the city on the other side of the river.

It was dark and silent here, the real night.

She looked down at the phone screen again, and the latest news was still stuck in her saying "I'll wait for you."Bei Naoliang shook his legs and began to type leisurely.

[23:57:32 Resolutely don’t eat vegetables: Mr. Bandage, tomorrow is your birthday, I gave you the last hour of my life, let’s treat it as a gift. 】

【23:58:19 Resolutely don’t eat vegetables: I won’t wait for you anymore, I hope you can live well or die well. 】

[23:58:42 Resolutely don’t eat vegetables: Goodbye. 】

Three messages were sent out one after another, but the other party still did not respond.

Bei Nailiang thought, maybe he ran away, or maybe there was an accident on the road - but it doesn't matter, life or death, this is everyone's own choice, even the agreed Mr. Bandage has the right to go back on his word.Thinking of this, Bei Naoliang closed the phone cover with a "click".

In the night, the last bit of light disappeared from the night, and the whole building was perfectly integrated into the night.

It is now at 6:18 on June 23. Kitanoliang put the phone on the ground and stood up.In front of her is the boundary of the building, and one step forward is the height of fifteen floors.

The night wind was very gentle, brushing Bei Naoliang's long hair, floating in the night like seaweed.There was no fear or expectation in her eyes, her black pupils were calm, and her expression was as if she was about to do an ordinary thing.

"Goodbye." Bei Nailiang said goodbye to the world in a flat manner.

She turned around slowly and leaned back without the slightest hesitation——

The wind whistled past his ears, Bei Nailiang closed his eyes, and there was only one thought in his mind.

"So this is what it feels like to fly."

"Bam—"

Sparks exploded brilliantly in the night, and the entire row of warehouses lit up into the sky, and the night sky behind them was slightly reddish.When the smoke billowed, an orange-haired man with a hat came out unharmed, gritted his teeth and looked at the black-haired man standing among the corpses outside the warehouse.

"Stinky mackerel!!! Throw this kind of dirty work to me again!!"

We agreed to go in together, but finally let him go in alone. Osamu Dazai is not a human being!

Dazai, whose expression was completely opposite to that of Nakahara Chuya, said with a gratified tone: "Oh, is this the birthday fireworks that the little slug gave me~ Sure enough, a dog that has been raised for a long time will love its owner."

"You fart!!!"

"It was Chuya who turned himself into my dog."

"Dazai Osamu, you are going to die for me!!!"

— to die.

Osamu Dazai suddenly seemed to remember something, his eyes widened for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed across his kite-colored pupils.

"Chuya, what time is it?"

Nakahara Chuya hugged his chest and yelled in the firelight: "Don't you have a mobile phone yourself! I'm not your dog, bastard Dazai!"

"My mobile phone is out of battery." Osamu Dazai took out the mobile phone and dangled it in mid-air, the screen was completely black.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome..." Zhong Yuanzhong also said in a disgusted tone, but he took out his mobile phone while talking, "Hurry up."

It's even faster.

This is a bit troublesome.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes slightly, his brown hair fluttering in the wind of flying sparks.He originally thought that this task could be completed quickly, but he didn't expect that it would take so long.

Miss Vegetable will definitely not wait for him, right?what a shame.It's hard to find someone to die for.

"It's all Chuya's fault." Osamu Dazai said suddenly, "If Chuya could be faster, I wouldn't be happy with her girl's date."

Hearing this, Zhongyuan Zhong was also furious, "Huh??? It's all my fault! I have done more work than you!" Speaking of this, Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, and then said casually, "Besides, can you That girl is really lucky to be rejected by you."

Anyone in Hong Kong who doesn't know that the woman who was harmed by this mackerel can go around Hong Kong.This man is easy to flirt with with his face and sweet words, but he throws it back when he is not interested. It is so obvious that he is a nightmare for women.

"Forget it, if I were that girl, I would have left by now." Nakaya put his hands behind his head, left the sea of ​​flames in front of him, and walked towards the night they guarded, "Anyway, you are just playing That's all."

His last words drifted into the flames with the night wind, and were completely burned.Osamu Dazai who stood still did not speak.

Zhong also didn't know that the girl he dated this time was not someone who admired him, but he didn't want to tell Zhong Ye that she was his love object—now she was not a "distress object" anymore, after all, he was a "runaway girl". coward", the girl probably danced by herself.

That's right, Osamu Dazai firmly believed that she would never give up just like that.

There are many women who can be seduced by Osamu Dazai, but few can be chosen by him to die in love together.In addition to committing suicide by himself, Dazai occasionally met someone who felt suitable to die for love online, but in the end they all failed to keep the appointment on time, leaving him alone to "die for love", and then failed to seek death.

The turning point of things began with "Miss Vegetable".

"Miss Vegetable" is an exception.She is the only one who makes Osamu Dazai feel "ah, this girl will not accept my date".Obviously the communication between the two is just a dialogue composed of words, but her feeling of no nostalgia for life can overflow the screen for Dazai to perceive.

A perfect martyrdom.

Dazai thought so.

It's a pity that in the end it was he who rejected her appointment.

The streets of Yokohama were very quiet after one o'clock in the morning, and occasionally there would be faint music coming from places like pubs.Osamu Dazai, who turned into a pigeon spirit tonight, was abandoned by Chuya, and walked on the street alone with a bag in his pocket.

He was considering whether to take a look at the vegetable lady whose appointment he had missed—even though she was probably too cold now—but after another thought, his job was to make corpses, not clean them up.He and her were neither relatives nor relatives, so they could barely be regarded as like-minded netizens. It was better to leave things like the funeral to someone she knew well.

Thinking about it this way, at the corner of the street, a drunk man came out dangling with a wine bottle and bumped into Dazai's shoulder.

"Stinky boy! Don't you look at the road when you walk?! Blind!"

——Hey, if you are really sleepy, someone will hand you a pillow.

"Then you." Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes slightly and said lightly.

"Ha you--"

Bang!

With a punch to the face, the drunk fell to the ground.Osamu Dazai looked down at the grinning man lying on the ground, then squatted down, and took out his cell phone.

Unlocking the password, calling the police, hanging up the phone, and returning the phone, a series of actions flowed smoothly, and the sense of decency when calling the police did not look like a mafia at all.

all right.After finishing everything, Osamu Dazai left the man who was still lying on the ground, and started walking towards home with a relaxed body.

"Miss Vegetable, I hope you leave happily~"

The voice disappeared in the streets of Yokohama, which was Osamu Dazai's last blessing to her.

Just before Dazai got home, he heard the sound of a police car on the street.Red and blue lights lit up the night and moved towards the outskirts of the city.Dazai snorted softly, then took out the key and opened the door of his house.

At the moment when the lights were turned on, compared with the usual composition of the living room, there was obviously a very conspicuous large piece in the room - a young girl.

The black curly hair is fluffy and thickly scattered on the back, and under the bangs are a pair of slightly surprised black eyes. When blinking, the eyelashes flutter up and down like cattail fans.Although the girl's facial features are like exhibits carefully fabricated by God, in the eyes of Osamu Dazai, her beauty is not worth mentioning at this moment.

The girl's skin was white and shiny under the warm yellow light, and her lips were as pale as her skin, as if she had been slapped on her face with white flour.

In short, like a dead man.

Dazai, who was not surprised, felt that his breath was short for a moment, and the key fell to the ground with a clang. Dazai stood at the door holding the doorknob, speechless for a while.

say what?

Say "Miss Sadako, did you climb the wrong TV"?

...well, science should be trusted.

Compared with ghosts, Osamu Dazai, who is a mafia, is more willing to believe that this is someone sent by some organization to find trouble for him.

He was not happy to be able to run straight to his house.

Osamu Dazai paused, and then smiled, but his eyes were full of indifference, as cold as glaciers, "Miss, it's not a good habit to visit the humble house late at night without saying hello."

The girl blinked, looked at the most conspicuous features on his body, and said slowly with a slightly uncertain tone: "... Mr. Bandage?"

Dazai: "..."

In the whole world, there is only one person who can call him Mr. Bandage.

"...Miss Vegetable?!"

Osamu Dazai couldn't believe it.

Shouldn't she be lying bloody and bloody at the bottom of a suburban building at this time?How could she stay in his house intact like Sadako?

He didn't remember giving her his address.

But since he is Miss Vegetable, he has one thing he wants to confirm immediately——

"Are you, alive or..."

Dazai didn't say the second half of the sentence, but both of them understood what he omitted.

Hearing this, the girl stood up from the chair and walked towards him.When standing in front of him, she bent down to pick up the key and put it firmly in Dazai's palm.When the skin touched, Dazai could feel the coldness of her hands that were as pale as her face.

"Obviously," the girl said lightly, "I'm already dead."

The author has something to say:

I can't bear to whore and slaughter, woo woo woo, he's so fragrant

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