Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

"Good day, Dr. Kawakami."

Yukimura Seichi was the first to say hello, and his gentle and clear voice rang slowly on the other end of the phone.

"Good day..." Fu Zhenhong replied lazily.

Because he had just woken up, his voice was still a little hoarse, and the already magnetic voice was a little more confusing because of the loose and sandy texture.

On the other end of the phone, Yukimura Seiki, who pressed the phone screen to his ear, blushed immediately, the purple-haired boy pursed his lips, and it took about two seconds before he said his purpose——

"Doctor Kawakami, I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, can I invite the doctor to be my painting model today?" The boy's tone was filled with obvious expectations.

"can."

Fu Zhenhong didn't expect to return to Tokyo until a week later. He had nothing to do in the past few days. Naturally, he would not refuse Yukimura Seichi's invitation.What's more, he had promised the other party to be a painting model before.

Fu Zhenhong's answer brought a bright smile to Yukimura Seiichi's face, "Then I'll get my painting tools ready now, Doctor Kawakami, see you later."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, the smile on the corner of Yukimura Seiichi's lips spread a little more. He held the phone and walked to the window, slightly lowering his eyes to look at the daisy that was blooming hotly in the sun under his meticulous care. After being washed by the gurgling stream, there was a touch of brilliance in the eyes.

The face of Dr. Kawakami appeared unconsciously in Yukimura Seiichi's mind, and it seemed that the doctor tapped the cover of the book with his slender and clean fingers, and slowly read Verlaine's love poem in his ear the sound of.

"The one I love..."

Seiichi Yukimura whispered these four words softly, and the heat that had just receded in the ears showed faint signs of burning again.

On the other side, Fu Zhenhong who hung up the phone was just about to change after washing up, when the doorbell rang.

The doorbell rang three times rhythmically, which was a very polite way of visiting.

Fu Zhenhong paused, threw the clothes on the bed, walked out of the room unhurriedly and opened the door.

Standing outside the door was a thin young man with tea-white hair. It seemed that he was embarrassed. The young man stood with his feet together, clasped his hands in front of his body, and looked orderly and reserved.

Looking at Fu Zhenhong, who was only wearing a bathrobe, the young and delicate face blushed instantly, and he opened his lips and said hello: "Chuan... Doctor Kawakami... Hello."

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyebrows, but said nothing.

And this immediately made the young man even more nervous, and even became at a loss: "I...that..."

Before the young man could finish his stammering words, a tall man in a windbreaker suddenly jumped out from behind him.

"Doctor Kawakami, as soon as I saw you, I knew today was a refreshing, bright and energetic day~"

Osamu Dazai raised his hand with a smile, and made a greeting gesture to Fu Zhenhong.

Fu Zhenhong still didn't speak, but leaned against the eaves of the door, looking at a certain strap waste device with a smile on her face.

As the person being visited, he kept silent all the time, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Atsushi Nakajima swallowed his saliva, in such an embarrassing atmosphere, he had the urge to escape immediately.

Obviously they have a task today, but Mr. Dazai first met a beautiful woman on the way to do the task, and then invited her to die for love, but after being severely scolded by the other party for being crazy, he claimed that he had received Mr. Dazai, who was emotionally traumatized, came here just walking.

Sure enough, this kind of uninvited and hasty visit will make Dr. Kawakami feel troubled and unhappy.

After thinking about it, Atsushi Nakajima felt even more embarrassed.

But at this moment, a hand passed directly over Atsushi Nakajima's head, and it was Dazai Osamu who held a bouquet of red roses and handed them to Fu Zhenhong: "Red roses, strong love, just like my feelings for Dr. Kawakami .”

Atsushi Nakajima was unable to complain about when Mr. Dazai made such a bouquet of flowers. He moved his feet and freed the top of his head from under Dazai's arms.

Fu Zhenhong's gaze shifted from Dazai Zhi's face to the rose he was holding. There were still translucent drops of water on the red petals, and the rich fragrance emanated from the stamens. Underneath reveals a delicate beauty.

Fu Zhenhong looked at it for a few seconds, and when Atsushi Nakajima thought that Dr. Kawakami would not take it, Fu Zhenhong reached out and took the rose from Osamu Dazai's hand.

Fu Zhenhong lowered her eyes and sniffed the fragrance of the flowers gently. The rich red roses set off the delicate and smooth skin of Fu Zhenhong's face, and there was a kind of translucent whiteness under the warm halo.

Even the most fiery and dazzling red rose can't compare to this person's half-comfort.

Dr. Kawakami has an extremely flamboyant beauty.

Intense, gorgeous, captivating.

Atsushi Nakajima stared blankly, his heart was beating extremely fast.

"The roses that were picked under the first ray of sunlight in the morning." Fu Zhenhong raised the end of her eyes slightly, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and the tear mole under her left eye followed the overflowing smile And it looks more and more charming.

Osamu Dazai immediately exaggeratedly covered his chest, "Ah, Dr. Kawakami's smile instantly hit my heart."

Atsushi Nakajima nodded in agreement, blushing and dared not look at Fu Zhenhong again.

"Doctor Kawakami, please go in and sit down. I'm thirsty and want to drink some water," Dazai Osamu said bluntly, with a soft tone as if coquettish: "Well—even if it's because of the flowers for the sake."

Fu Zhenhong clicked her tongue, "Come in."

"Excuse me..." Atsushi Nakajima bowed to Fu Zhenhong very politely.

Compared with Atsushi Nakajima's nervousness and restraint, Osamu Dazai seemed to be entering his own home, natural and leisurely.

"The water is there, pour it yourself." After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, she put the roses on the tea table and walked straight into the room.

Atsushi Nakajima sat on the sofa obediently, and he was extremely well-behaved.

Osamu Dazai poured two glasses of water and handed one of them to Atsushi Nakajima.

Atsushi Nakajima took a sip of the water, and then asked, "Mr. Dazai, shall we leave after drinking the water?"

Osamu Dazai didn't answer right away, he put another glass of water on the coffee table, and after lying on his back on the soft sofa, he said slowly, "Atsushi-kun, I have been completely sealed by the sofa where Doctor Kawakami sat. "

The corner of Atsushi Nakajima's mouth twitched slightly: "Mr. Dazai, what about the mission? It's only an hour before the time agreed by the client."

Osamu Dazai yawned lazily, raised his eyelids, and said, "As for the task, I believe even Atsushi-kun can accomplish it very well."

In short, Osamu Dazai wanted to skip today's task of the detective agency again, throwing it to Atsushi Nakajima.

The young man with tea-white hair now finally understands why Mr. Kunikida, who is conscientious and rigorous, will become extremely irritable and irritable as long as he and Mr. Dazai are partners on weekdays.

Such a blatant skipping of the mission, I am afraid that in the entire armed detective agency, only Mr. Dazai can do it!

Atsushi Nakajima held the water glass and complained silently.

Fortunately, today's task is not very important, and his words alone are indeed enough.

Thinking of this, Atsushi Nakajima drank the water in one gulp, stood up and said to Osamu Dazai, "Mr. Dazai, then I will go there first, please bid farewell to Dr. Kawakami for me."

Osamu Dazai waved his hand: "Come on, Atsushi-kun."

Atsushi Nakajima nodded, and glanced at the direction of the door of the room. Dr. Kawakami should be changing clothes, his cheeks were a little red, he paused, and then walked out.

A few seconds after Atsushi Nakajima left, the vibrating sound of an incoming phone call sounded in the living room.

It was Fu Zhenhong's mobile phone, which he took out of the room when he was going to wash up.

Osamu Dazai didn't get up, but touched the sofa with his hand, and soon found the vibrating cell phone.

The caller ID did not indicate any name, Dazai Osamu glanced at the familiar phone number, and hung up decisively.

Two seconds later, the hung up call came again.

Osamu Dazai still pressed the reject button decisively.

As if he had competed with Osamu Dazai, he fought back persistently.

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, this time, instead of hanging up, he pressed the answer button.

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously in a very anxious mood. When he found out that the phone was connected, he did not wait for Osamu Dazai to speak, and spoke first: "Doctor Kawakami, I am Chuya Nakahara, last night I……"

"Ah, it's Chuya, you slug," Dazai Osamu interrupted Nakahara Chuya, with a hint of playfulness and playfulness in his light tone.

"Ah? Bastard Dazai?" Zhongya Nakahara exploded in an instant, and roared on the other end of the phone: "Why are you holding Dr. Kawakami's phone!"

Osamu Dazai took the phone away, looked at the closed bedroom door, hooked the corners of his lips, and said calmly: "Of course it's because I'm sleeping with Dr. Kawakami, and he's changing clothes right now." .”

Zhong Yuan on the other end of the phone also heard the words and fell silent for an instant.

The curvature of the corners of Dazai Osamu's lips rose a little, and he said in a cheerful tone: "By the way, what happened last night has been dealt with so quickly?"

It’s okay not to mention this, but once this is mentioned, Nakahara Chuya’s even more irritable roar than before was the answer to Dazai Osamu: “Ah, ah, go to hell, you bastard mackerel, I can’t finish with you what happened last night ! And about the garage! I want to..."

"Hey—slug," Osamu Dazai interrupted Chuya Nakahara again, "I have been calling Dr. Kawakami non-stop. If I want to confess my love, I will not let Dr. Kawakami hear—oh .”

The last few words Osamu Dazai dragged his tone, deliberately using a word-by-word sentence pattern, which seemed extremely awkward.

"I'll be dating Dr. Kawakami all day today. As for you, you slug, don't bother me."

"Because people who disturb other people's dates will fall into the sewer manhole cover even if they walk on a smooth road." Osamu Dazai cursed very meanly, not at all realizing that the series of actions he did last night were the real ones. bother.

After he finished saying this, he hung up the phone directly, folded his hands and propped the back of his head, and lay on the soft sofa humming happily.

After more than ten seconds, seeing that Fu Zhenhong hadn't changed into clothes yet, Osamu Dazai got up from the sofa and walked towards the bedroom.

As the top lockpicker in Yokohama, Osamu Dazai opened the locked bedroom door with ease.

When Osamu Dazai walked in, Fu Zhenhong was fastening his belt. When he heard footsteps approaching behind him, he didn't answer, but continued to do the unfinished business.

He wore a pure black shirt on the upper body, and a pair of slim-fit trousers in smoke gray on the lower body. The well-cut clothes perfectly set off his tall and straight figure.

Osamu Dazai walked up behind Fu Zhenhong and stopped, then opened his arms and hugged Fu Zhenhong.

Osamu Dazai was a little taller than Fu Zhenhong, he rested his chin on Fu Zhenhong's shoulder, and rubbed his cheek against the delicate skin on the side of Fu Zhenhong's face.

"Doctor Kawakami, where are you going?" Osamu Dazai put his lips next to Fu Zhenhong's ear and asked softly.

"Jinjing Hospital." Fu Zhenhong replied.

"Take me too." Osamu Dazai put his hand on the back of Fu Zhenhong's hand that had just buckled the belt and hadn't had time to leave.

He covered Fu Zhenhong's cool back with his warm palm, and repeated the last sentence again, with a gentle and moving voice: "Take me with you, Dr. Kawakami."

In the end, even though Fu Zhenhong refused, Yokohama Unlock King, who was as thick as a city wall, followed him to the hospital.

Osamu Dazai is undoubtedly smart, he knows how to grasp the point of Fu Zhenhong's attitude and state towards certain things, and he can't help but try to test the edge repeatedly.

Along the way, Dazai Zhi followed behind Fu Zhenhong, and began to hum his favorite weird song on weekdays——

"One person can't die for love~two people can~"

Osamu Dazai looked at the back of Fu Zhenhong in front of him while humming, changed the ending, and began to change the lyrics, "Ah~ I don't want to be a lazy jellyfish today, and I don't want to be a mean fungus~ yo~ I want to be an orange today The flavored brown sugar sticks to Dr. Kawakami so he can't get rid of it~"

Fu Zhenhong paused: "Dazai, it's too noisy."

Osamu Dazai said, "Is it because I can't sing well?"

"Be quiet, don't be like a buzzing fly."

"What?" Osamu Dazai complained in a low voice with his face down because of grievance, "The melody is so beautiful, and the lyrics are full of artistic conception. No matter how you listen to it, it's tens of thousands of times better than that ugly black fly!"

Fu Zhenhong ignored the noisy Dazai Zhi, but quickened her pace.

Jinjing Hospital is not far from where Fu Zhenhong lives, and it didn't take long for Fu Zhenhong to arrive at the hospital.

After finding Yukimura Seichi's ward, Fu Zhenhong rang the doorbell.

Soon, the door was opened, and the boy with iris purple hair smiled at Fu Zhenhong, and greeted Fu Zhenhong again: "Good day, Doctor Kawakami."

"Good day~"

This response was not Dr. Kawakami's voice, but another male voice that was completely unfamiliar to Yukimura Seiichi.

Seiichi Yukimura subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound, and at this moment, Osamu Dazai also walked out of Seiichi Yukimura's blind spot.

Their eyes met in the air.

Yukimura Seichi pursed his thin lips lightly, and out of politeness, he spoke first: "Excuse me, are you Dr. Kawakami's friend?"

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "Yes, but it's not an ordinary friend, it's a boyfriend~"

The author has something to say: Thank you little cuties for their nutrient solution

Thank you for being the April day in the world, the morning rain, the book of complete suicide, and the landmine in purple at night

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Yukimura: Are you a friend of Dr. Kawakami?

Dazai: Yes, let me introduce officially, I am Tomie Kawakami’s boyfriend

Chuya: On the way to dare to come

Do you want to see the Shura field ~ I will offer it soon ~

Ahhhhh the length of this world depends on the enthusiasm of your messages, okay?