Hong Kong and black wage earners

No matter how Qingxian thinks about it, she feels that Dazai's words are not quite right, is he trying to make him his own?Saying such nasty words will not blush at all.

"Why do you know so much?" He looked very experienced.

This question is a bit fatal, if the answer is not good, I am afraid that I will be "served by the family law", so he thought for a while.

"Well-informed?"

"Then it seems that you always read some weird things, aren't you afraid of being poisoned by those contents that destroy the three views?" Qing Xian remembered that Dazai had complained about the novels he read, and now he has found something to fight back Clicked.

"Isn't this poisoned to the point of immunity, Sa~let's swim in the venom of society~" Dazai immediately wanted to hug someone and gnaw on him.

Qingxian stopped the opponent defensively, always felt that Dazai was becoming more and more like a dog, while he was a meaty bone.

And he also directly expressed his thoughts——

"Dazai, you are a dog."

It was accidentally used as an affirmative sentence.

Dazai curled his eyebrows, he hates dogs the most, "Is Qingxian trying to reject my love?"

"no--"

"Then why don't you let me plant a mark?"

"What's going on in your mind? It's too weird, I don't want it." Who is to be fooled with a very wronged look, he won't be such a meaty bone.

Dazai hugged him even tighter, "Obviously it's all Qingxian's fault, it's not because of you that I became like this."

"How could it be my fault?" Qingxian tugged at his ears dissatisfied.

"That's why—" Dazai squinted his eyes, then opened his eyes and looked at the other party, "I'm doing this because it's Qing Xian."

"..." Because it's him who is so abnormal?

This kind of statement sounds like he is a special existence to Dazai, that kind of special called "the one and only".

Can he also be a unique and watched existence?

This is the feeling that Osamu Dazai can bring to him. In other words, Dazai is also a special and irreplaceable existence for him.

——It’s not a bad feeling.

Qingxian thought of this, let go of Dazai's ear, and patted his forehead, "I know, but I hate the sticky feeling."

"Then I will only suck but not lick~" Dazai's eyes glowed again when he heard this.

"..." Qingxian was a little speechless, why is he always thinking about these things that are not suitable for children, "Didn't your position be promoted, the workload should be quite a lot, it's not too early, go to sleep now."

"But today's task is not finished yet, and I can't sleep until I finish it."

Qing Xian had a bit of a headache, thinking about how to stop Dazai from continuing to have fun, "It's better to reduce the amount of tasks, and it's strange to complete such things like doing tasks every day. If 'love' is measured by numbers, there is no such thing. Make sense."

Dazai pursed his lips, and finally he discovered the blind spot, and he didn't understand it at all.

So he broke the jar, "That's it, but I only use this stupid way when I'm interacting with others for the first time—"

"Qingxian, do you have a better way?"

"...No." Qing Xian shook his head, it was his first time, and during the whole process, he had inexplicably interacted with people before he had time to notice, "Why don't we let nature take its course, it's better to be natural. "

Dazai bent his lips and kissed Qing Xian's fingertips, "Then I just let the flow take its course and wanted to do this, I didn't do it on purpose."

"I don't care, I'm going to sleep—"

"It's too much! I just agreed to let nature take its course!"

However, the white-haired boy had already turned his back to him and stopped talking, as if determined to refuse.

"..." Dazai had no choice but to stop the fire for a while, turned off the light and lay down next to the green string, his kite eyes staring at the back of the other's neck without blinking.

If he could, he would really like to bite it right now, leaving harsh teeth marks on his fair and smooth skin, and marking his own "mark".

……

A night without dreams.

The next morning, Qingxian stood sleepily in front of the bathroom mirror and brushed her teeth. Her half-closed eyelashes passed over her body in the mirror, and she accidentally saw a red spot on the side of her neck.

He raised his other hand and scratched that spot indifferently, his nails scraped against the thin skin, and soon left a few light red scratch marks there.

Now that it's summer, mosquitoes are starting to increase.

After washing up and walking out of the bathroom, Ao Xian said to Dazai: "Mosquitoes have entered the apartment, go buy some mosquito-killing spray today and come back."

Dazai's expression changed slightly when he heard that, "Is there a mosquito? Why don't I feel it?"

"How can a mosquito find a place to bite when you're wrapped like this?"

"Oh, that's right—" Dazai showed a stunned expression, "The green string can be wrapped with bandages like mine, so that it won't be bitten."

"Cosplay the mummy with you? Forget it." Qingxian's eyes did not hide the disgust inside.

"It's not a mummy! Is this how I look in your eyes?"

Qingxian replied with a half-true expression: "So it wasn't it?"

"You're kidding me."

"Ah, it was discovered, is it so obvious?"

Dazai stretched out his index finger and pointed at him, his eyes gradually became critical, like a strict teacher evaluating a student, "Expression! It's too fake! Your acting skills are still equivalent to zero—"

Qingxian sighed regretfully, "I thought I should have made some progress after so long."

"It's been said that you are not suitable, why not keep it simple?"

"I learned this from you, if it's not suitable for you, forget it—" Qingxian didn't bother about acting, she turned her head to straighten her appearance, and Dazai consciously followed him to tie his hair.

Leaving the apartment, Qingxian drove Dazai to Ganghei Building, and before parting, he reminded Dazai to remember to buy mosquito repellent products.

"..." Take it too seriously, idiot.

After Qingxian met Jingye in the office, he saw that the other party's eyes were fixed on the "mosquito block", he said casually: "There have been more mosquitoes recently, Jingye, you should also pay attention to mosquito protection."

"Okay—" Was it just a mosquito bite?

Kyono breathed a sigh of relief.

The next day, he saw another "mosquito block" on his boss's neck.

Qing Xian followed his line of sight and touched the place that was only two fingers away from the original place, "The mosquito repellent spray I bought seems to be fake, it can't kill mosquitoes at all—"

Then he named the brand and warned Kyono not to buy it.

"……"Is it really?

Kyono responded suspiciously.

Then Qing Xian muttered: "But this mosquito is not poisonous at all——"

Obviously the "mosquito block" is as big as a fingernail, but it doesn't feel itchy at all.

Mosquitoes that bite and don't itch are good mosquitoes, but blood-sucking is still unbearable, half good and half bad mosquitoes.

"..." Not poisonous at all?

Jingye's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes gradually became sharper.

He gradually had a bad idea——

His boss, who knew nothing about what happened to him, even thought it was only done by mosquitoes!

And the real "mosquito" is probably Mr. Dazai who lives with Mr. Takikawa.

It can be said that Kyono watched the young man named Dazai step by step towards the position of cadre candidate. Naturally, he admired him and held a respectful attitude. Even if he had other opinions on such a matter, he could not directly intervene.

But he can properly remind Mr. Takikawa that it would be good to let him pay more attention.

only……

As an outsider, it's not easy for him to talk about such a private matter, so he has to think carefully about it.

"Mr. Takigawa—"

"Ok?"

"I think it might not have been a mosquito bite."

Qing Xian raised her eyes to look at him, "It's not a mosquito... what kind of bug could it be?" It seems that the bed sheet needs to be changed.

"No——" God, Mr. Takikawa, why are you so innocent!How could he keep talking!

"Oh, what's that?" Qingxian looked at Jingye, who was speechless for a moment, with his clean red eyes, waiting for the other party's answer.

"This, you need to search keywords yourself..." He really can only do this step!Whether you can find the correct answer is up to you, Mr. Takikawa!

"Oh——" Qingxian nodded, said "thank you" casually, bowed her head and continued to work.

"..." Don't say any more, he was afraid that he would cry on the spot.

……

That night, Dazai dragged his exhausted body back to the apartment. When he entered the door, he saw clogs with green strings on the door, but he didn't turn on the light.

He took off the coat on his shoulders and hung it on the coat rack, took off his shoes and walked into the bedroom. Through the faint light from the window, he saw the teenager curled up on his side lying on the bed.

"Already asleep? It's so early."

Qingxian had already woken up after hearing the sound of him opening the door. Hearing the sound, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and turned her body to look at Dazai who walked to the bed, "You're back."

"Well, there are a lot of things to do today—" Dazai sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and touched Qingxian's soft forehead hair, "Why did you go to bed so early today? Are you uncomfortable?"

"I may be sick." The young man just woke up, his voice was slightly hoarse, and the light breath seemed to soften his whole body.

"Eh? Why did you suddenly get sick? Do idiots get sick too?" Dazai frowned subconsciously, but he did not forget to tease him.

Qing Xian ignored the second half of his sentence, "To be precise, it's not a serious illness, as long as you have a good rest and eat some light food, you should be fine soon."

Dazai blinked curiously, "It sounds easy, what's going on?"

"It's just that I checked on the Internet and found that the red spots on my neck were not bitten by mosquitoes, but may be some kind of skin disease—" Qingxian confessed sternly, and then remembered something and continued, "It may also be contagious, Dazai, why don't you lay the floor for the next few days."

"..."

In his sight, Dazai was silent at first, and then quickly turned around, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Seeing his reaction, Qingxian stared at him for a few seconds and then got up and patted him on the back, a rare comfort, "Don't cry, I'll be fine when I get better, soon."

Dazai: Puhahahaha——

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How about avoiding the correct answer perfectly :D