I'm acting in Yokohama

"I'm not bored."

"Liang Yan, you broke your promise."

A water mirror is condensed in the spacious and bright courtyard, and the teardrops of the orange-haired boy on the ground are clearly reflected in the water mirror.

Sawagawa: "..."

Liang, conscience seems to hurt a bit, but theoretically speaking, as a species without a heart, there should be no such thing as a conscience, right?

He tried to console himself.

"Mr. Zhongye, woo woo woo..." Xiao Diandao was crying uncontrollably. The time he spent with Maoca and everyone was longer than the time he reunited with his brothers later. In his heart, these are also his family .

"Master, master is too much!"

Sawagawa didn't inform him of his plan at all. At that time, he watched him vomit blood from the hammer and just stood there in a daze. Great fear and regret hit his heart, but he was brought back to this familiar courtyard by the master in the next second.

Then all his plans were learned.

Luan went into a rage on the spot: "The master is too self-willed! Not to mention that I was terribly scared at the time, Mr. Nakaya, Mr. Dazai, Mr. Rimbaud and Mr. Oda would be so sad if they knew!"

When the little dagger spoke, his body hadn't reacted from the bloody scene just now, his whole body was trembling, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or angry.

If it were the previous owner, he would never say such a thing, but in the past few years, he knows that, unlike the previous owner, the new owner really treats him as an independent individual and respects his needs In his heart, Ranto Shiro is not just a knife, but a living person.

That's why he can speak boldly about the fear in his heart now.

Sagawa didn't respond to his self-willed speech, rubbed his messy head, and simply hugged him in his arms, comforting him softly: "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't think carefully, don't you see that I'm standing in front of you now? ?”

"Sorrow is also the best way to commemorate. There is not much time left for this world, and there is not much time left for them..." Sawagawa muttered to himself, holding a small knife and sitting on the steps, concentrating on this side water mirror.

"One day at most, this branch line will be completely broken."

"Then can we go back to the time we left?" Huan Luan curled up in his arms and looked up at him.

"Yeah." Sawakawa nodded slightly.

"Isn't it possible to meet other people in this way?" Xiao Diandao finally became happy when he thought of this.

Sawagawa stroked his soft long hair and didn't say anything. Chuya and Dazai have no problem, Oda and Rimbaud...with their abilities, they won't be unknown in Yokohama. I'm afraid the situation of the two in the main world is not good.

Now we can only hope for the best--Oda is traveling around the world to collect materials, and Rimbaud has recovered his memory and returned to his hometown in France. This is the best situation.

Although Chuya and Dazai are still active in Yokohama, they are different from the two he is familiar with on this branch line.

"Chaos." Sagawa gently explained to the ignorant little dagger: "One point can generate countless lines, and each line is different. Although the people on the two lines are exactly the same, they are not familiar to you." That one, understand?"

The little dagger was stunned for a moment, and his eyes, which were as clean as the sky, dimmed: "I know now."

"Don't be so sad." Sagawa thought for a while, "The reason why Dazai shouted suicide all day long was because he saw all the sad endings. He thought that since he was destined to lose, why should he desperately have it?"

"Luan." He stared at the small dagger and asked softly, "Even if you know that we are about to separate from them, if you go back to the beginning, are you still willing to meet them?"

"Of course." Ran didn't hesitate, he looked at Uesawagawa, "Even if this memory is only remembered by me, I will keep it forever."

Sawagawa straightened his messy long hair.

That's it.

I hope Dazai can also understand that pursuing the process instead of the result is not an excuse for the loser, on the contrary, it is a kind of courage to strive for no matter what the ending is, even if you never have it for a moment.

The things I want to have no matter how hard it is... exist.

The water mirror directly reflected all the things that happened afterwards. After seeing everyone's reaction, the little dagger couldn't hold back, teary, and then looked at the master with a condemning gaze.

Sagawa touched the tip of his nose, looked up at the sky without a single cloud, and pretended to say with emotion: "Today is really comfortable."

The small dagger's eyes of condemnation grew stronger.

Sawagawa: "..."

Well, he admits that now he feels a bit of regret in his heart, maybe he should have told them the truth at that time, and killed the Hong Kong gangsters with them, but Chuya's words were too foul, and he couldn't help but leave the stage with a lot of color .

The seventh day after the bombing of Hong Kong gangsters...

Sawagawa couldn't face the eyes of the little dagger, and wanted to hide his face and cry.

Obviously, the spatial fluctuations I felt at the beginning were quite obvious, and it was already the ultimate to last for two days, but I didn't expect that after seven days, the world would still be fragile but still running strongly.

No, there is no need to be so strong, really, hurry up and explode, otherwise the empty heart of a certain cup will be buried by his own guilt and the tears of the small knife.

As if he finally heard his voice, the moment the orange-haired youth stepped out of the cemetery, the world stopped running, the clouds fluttering in the wind, people walking, vehicles on the road, birds spreading their wings...all of them came to a standstill.

Sawagawa sighed, and chose to leave the space with a short knife one second before the world collapsed, stood in front of the orange-haired youth who could no longer perceive the world, and waved to him as a farewell to the world.

Luan shouted at him: "Mr. Chuya——! Goodbye!"

Sagawa rolled his eyes and said silently, "Goodbye, Chuya."

The two disappeared in place, and then the world dissipated like dust. No one saw the pupils of the orange-haired young man shrinking slightly like a sculpture, revealing an extremely shocked emotion.

Liang... Yan...? !

The disappearance of a world is not a big shock, and most people can't perceive this small change.

When Sawagawa reappeared on the streets of Yokohama, it was still bustling here.

It was so lively that the two people who suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley were a bit out of place, and it was so lively that the two people who seemed to be extraordinarily quiet felt a little melancholy in their hearts.

Things are right and people are wrong, that's about it. No matter how familiar the streets are, the people are not the same group of people they know.

"Come on." Sawagawa took the short knife and melted into the world.

Long-lived species are always like this. They walk alone in the long streets, surrounded by lights and shadows, and there are countless pedestrians coming and going. Occasionally, someone will stay by their side, but leave soon.

"I want to go to the cat cafe." Xiao Dian Dao, who was still a little depressed, said.

"Come on, I want to see it too."

In the bustling city, the lights are feasting, and the moonlight elongates two shadows, one big and one small.

Gone is the cat cafe, replaced by a low-key bar, with a picture of a man wearing a top hat and a monocle lens on the light board, with the name of the bar "Lupin" written on it, and the light board emits light in the alley With a dark red light, classical lazy music can be vaguely heard coming from inside.

Luan: "..." Although he was sad, he still tried his best to smile at Sawagawa.

Presumably the master is in the same mood as him at this moment, he has to be strong, not to comfort the master, at least not let the master comfort him in turn.

"Hey, let's go in and have a look." Shaking his hands, "I've never been in a place like this before."

"Huh?" Sawagawa who came back to his senses smiled and rejected him, "No, minors are not allowed to enter the bar."

"Really, the master clearly knows that I am not a minor." The little dagger pretended to be angry.

"No, I will be regarded as a strange uncle." Sagawa took his hand and turned to leave.

"Owner."

"Ok?"

"What is Uncle Weird?"

Hearing the seemingly naive but mocking words of the small dagger, Sawagawa rubbed his forehead.

An office worker with a briefcase next to them gave them a strange look.

"Sure enough, he was regarded as a strange uncle." Sagawa said helplessly, "From now on, call me... brother."

The little dagger smiled even brighter, and said loudly: "Understood, Brother Liang Yan!"

"Your first-stage brother should be here in the next two days, let's go, go eat something first."

After the two left the bar alley, a black-haired man with a cat lying all over his body came out of the bar. He was wearing a straight windbreaker, a furry earmuff on his head, and a red plaid scarf around him. The man stared at The street outside, looking blankly at the street and then back at the bar.

"When did cat coffee become like this?" Holding a bunch of cats waiting to be fed, the Frenchman was rarely at a loss.

Fortunately, his mobile phone was still working. The Frenchman huddled pitifully in a corner of the alley and dialed a number stored in his mobile phone.

At this time in the United States, a villa collapsed under the pressure of gravity. After completing the task, Zhong Ye led his men to stand in front of the ruins. He couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't know what he was thinking while staring at the ruins.

"That...boss?" The subordinate suddenly called him softly.

"What's the matter?" Zhongya said, only to realize that his voice was so hoarse for some reason.

"You are crying." The subordinate reminded him cautiously, the surprise value in his heart almost broke through the sky, the cadre of Zhongye in the Central Plains!The Hong Kong and black gravity envoy who terrified all the enemies actually... cried? ! .

This made them both angry and curious.

Zhongye, as one of the five cadres of the Hong Kong blacks, is also their boss. Although he treats his subordinates harshly, he is extremely responsible. He always rushes to the front line of every mission. Although they are afraid of him, they all respect him.

The subordinates are angry about who angered their superiors, and they are curious about what kind of girl is worthy of their superiors' tears.In the hearts of his subordinates, the boss must also be hurting for a certain girl.

cry?

Chuya subconsciously wiped his face, and his hands were cold.

He frowned and stared at his palm, as if he saw something unbelievable... Was it the enemy's ability?Otherwise, how could he...cry for no reason?

He ignored his throbbing heart, and scanned his surroundings vigilantly, trying to find the non-existent supernatural being.

Suddenly his cell phone rang, piercing in the quiet ruins.

Zhong also was taken aback. In Hong Kong and Heilongjiang, most people have two numbers for work and life, but he is different. Work occupies most of his life, so there is no need to divide into two numbers.

But even so, very few people call him... unless the leader has something urgent to call him.

But when he picked up the phone, he found that it displayed an unfamiliar number, and just as he was about to hang up, his fingers accidentally pressed the connection button.

"Chuya? I'm so relieved to be able to contact you." He was familiar with the voice on the other side, but the owner of the voice had long since died, and Zhongye suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The opposite is still continuing: "There is a big problem, the cat cafe is gone, the shop has turned into a bar, anyway, I am now living on the street..."

The moment the other party said cat coffee, the memory of another world was forcefully stuffed into Chuya's head, as if someone had hit it hard with a heavy hammer, causing him to cover his forehead involuntarily and let out a muffled groan.

"Boss..."

Seeing that his figure was a little unstable, his subordinates immediately exclaimed.

"... Chuya, what's wrong with you?" The other party also heard his abnormality, and was a little worried.

"No, it's okay, stay where you are, I'll send someone to find you." Zhong also hung up the phone simply.

The men who surrounded him worriedly took a big step back.

How should I put it... The boss's expression now seems to be extremely angry, ready to pull out a feeling of anger from the people around him at any time.

"Yoshihiko... very good... you are very good." Chuya laughed angrily, his ice-blue eyes sparkled with flames.

The pain was so extreme that the depression that could hardly shed tears still remained in my heart, but the next second I was told that the other party was playing with you.

Zhong Yuanzhong's ten fingers, which were also wearing black gloves, were crunched. He turned and left, cracking the ground layer by layer with every step he took.

The subordinates backed away silently, mourning silently for the person who angered the boss, and did not know which unlucky ghost it was.

Yokohama, the unlucky ghost he called by his subordinates didn't know anything about it. He took a short knife into a ramen shop and happily licked noodles. He just licked his noodles. Targeted prey.

The author has something to say: the second update and the list of shareholders are both at nine o'clock

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