Be Dazai's mother

"A parent-child room?" The person in charge of this "camping hotel" was a tall man with a cigarette in his mouth and a scar on his face.The woman next to him who seemed to be his wife was a bit fat, but she worked very neatly, and her face looked extremely kind.

They also have a son named Ayi.

"There were two daughters and one son." The hotel owner, who was called Uncle Eguchi by others, took a deep breath and said.He didn't know what he did in the early years, but he was very skilled. It is said that the scar on his face was left when he fought with a thief.

Uncle Jiangkou shook his head and said: "The place where I was staying was bombed. When the bomb was bombed, I ran with my family. During the run, several children failed to survive." So saying, his face was calm He patted Ah Yi and said, "This kid is hard-pressed, and he survived."

A Yi was looking at A Zhi curiously, and seemed very interested in him, but unfortunately A Zhi was not interested in him, with a disgusted expression of "what the hell does this kid want to do".

I handed the prepared money to Uncle Eguchi, and he stuffed it into the money box next to him without counting, and asked me, "Do you know how to pitch a tent in the wild?"

I froze for a moment, I haven't tried to do it myself, and I don't know if it can be done well.Looking at my appearance, Uncle Jiangkou knew that I was inexperienced. He looked at his wife Awen and shouted: "Awen, help this—" He looked at me.

I subconsciously replied, "My name is Sachiko."

"Yes." Uncle Eguchi responded, and said, "Help Miss Sachiko get a tent."

"Hey!" Ah Wen cheerfully went to help Aji and me get the tent.

"Thank you very much." I kept thanking Uncle Jiangkou, but the other party waved his hand indifferently and said, "Anyway, I have received money, and I have to do things after receiving money, and it's just a matter of setting up a tent. There is no trouble, no trouble. of."

The place we are in is an open space close to the forest. Small tents form a big circle one by one. The bonfire in the center of the open space emits hot light, shining on the eyes of everyone who is close to it. face.

Azhi, who was squatting by the campfire, looked at the ignited flame quietly. The fire light shone on his face, softening his originally pale and indifferent face.

The weather was still a bit cold at night, so I asked Azhi beside me, "Is it cold?"

Azhi shook his head and said, "It's not cold."

That's what he said, but he leaned very close to the bonfire, as if he would jump into it in the next second.I was worried that Azhi would be burned, so I pulled him away a little, took out a few pieces of my clothes from the package and folded them up to cover him.

The little Azhi was wrapped up as if he was wearing an adult's clothes. He looked down at the clothes that covered him, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

He is a child who is always easy to calm down and think about things. I have no way of knowing what Azhi is thinking at this time. It is probably the heart that I cannot easily touch.

Uncle Eguchi glanced at me and asked, "Is the child in poor health?"

I forced a smile and said, "Well, I'm a little sickly."

"Then you have to be careful, if one day you get sick, it will be troublesome." Uncle Jiangguchi said with emotion, he reached out to shake off the soot, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, just shook his head shook his head.

When it was time to go to bed, Azhi and I lay in the tent together. It was very narrow and stuffy, and there was an indescribable smell.I thought that Azhi would not get used to it, after all, he has always lived the life of a young master—in fact, Azhi was not very used to it, showing a somewhat disgusted expression, but Azhi could not even say a word of complaint. Didn't say anything, just moved closer to me.

Of course, even if he didn't want to, it wouldn't work, after all, the tent was only that big.

"What are you going to do tomorrow?" Aji raised his head and asked.

"Of course it's to see the cherry blossoms." I said, "But before that, I want to go to Mei's house again, and I'm still a little bit worried."

If Mizuki can't think about it because of being stimulated, then I really won't be able to let it go for the rest of my life.

Moreover, Mei's last words have not been conveyed to them, so they must be spoken.

Azhi responded, he was silent for a while, lowered his voice as if remembering something, and said, "That uncle doesn't look very sad." The uncle he was talking about was Uncle Eguchi, and he was talking about his dead child He also seemed extremely calm at the time.Not to mention Uncle Eguchi, his wife Awen is also always cheerful, and it is impossible to tell that several children have died in succession in the past few years.

"Yeah, why?" I thought with him.

Aji added: "Is it because they know that what they don't want to lose will be lost sooner or later? So they are prepared to lose it from the beginning, and they will not invest a lot of emotion in it, so that they will really lose it." Will you not feel bad about it that day?"

"Maybe." I said, "Because I know very well that the things in my hands are very easy to dissipate, so I cherish every minute and every second of this moment as if it were the last second?"

When I said this sentence, I suddenly and subtly realized that the two of us seemed to be thinking in different directions.

Before I could say anything more, Azhi looked at me seriously again.

In the dark tent, I couldn't see his face clearly, but I could only vaguely see a kind of empty emotion overflowing from that eye.

"Is Sachiko like this too?" Aji asked, "Treat every second with me as if it was the last moment?"

I froze for a moment, unable to answer this question, but in the end I opened my mouth, looked at him with a soft expression, and said, "Yes."

I cherish every minute and every second of staying with Aji as if it were the last moment.I was actually very afraid that something unexpected would happen so that Azhi and I had to separate.

"Will you leave me?" Azhi asked calmly, but his eyes became more hollow and deep: "Because you gradually realized the difference in me? Did you realize that I'm actually not that good?"

"Don't say that about yourself, and I won't leave you for this reason." I said helplessly, feeling a little at a loss for Azhi's sudden outburst of emotions.Perhaps it was because what happened to Mizuki just now had a little impact on him.

But how should I put it... Indeed, although I was vaguely aware of Aji's chaotic nature from the beginning, during the time I brought Aji here from Tsushima's house all the way, I realized more intuitively To this chaos.

In short, there is no dividing line between good and evil in the eyes of this child, and killing or saving does not make any difference to him.What's more, in many cases, the child will choose an indifferent approach that can be called "evil".

I can also feel that Azhi is actually trying to suppress this chaotic nature, because I know I won't like it.But sometimes there is no way to hide the dark side that comes naturally, especially from me as a family member.

To be honest, I haven't figured out how to deal with this problem.

At the same time, even though Aji analyzed some things with his own intelligence, I really didn't treat him honestly-I didn't really understand the fact that I had died and was reborn in Mei's body. Talked to Aji.

Neither of us confessed some very important things to each other, but we just acted as if we didn’t know anything, holding each other’s hands and carefully maintaining such a dream that seemed to be easily broken at any time.

Both his and I kept our voices very low, because we knew that this was a simple tent rather than a house with good sound insulation.

Maybe because he noticed my trouble and hesitation, Azhi pursed his lips, stopped looking at me, curled up and closed his eyes.

And I wanted to say something, but I shut my mouth because I heard someone outside said not to talk when I was sleeping.

Looking at Azhi who had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep while breathing smoothly, I sighed in my heart, closed my eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

A night without dreams.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Eguchi the next day, I brought Aji to Mei's house again.

When he saw it was me, Mei's father, Mr. Takahashi, had a cold face, as if he wanted to beat me out, maybe because of what Mizuki said last night, Mr. Takahashi looked at me already become a stranger.

"What are you doing here?" Mr. Gao Qiao asked with a cold face.

Looking at Mr. Takahashi who became emotional, I interrupted him before he could speak, and said, "I came here to convey the words Mei entrusted to me."

Takahashi-san, who looked as if he had suddenly aged a teenager, fell silent.

Mizuki, who was shrunk inside the door because she didn't want to see me, couldn't help but come out after hearing this.

Looking at Mizuki's expression with a heart as numb as ashes, I opened my mouth.

"I just want to convey what Mei asked me to say when she was about to die—" I stared closely at Mizuki's eyes and said word by word.

“—‘I’m sorry, I can’t come back.’”

Mitsuki looked at me blankly, and said softly: "Don't say 'I'm sorry' to me." She looked down at the ground, and called: "...Mei."

Seeing such a scene, my heart became a little heavy.

That's what death is all about. No matter how much the living pray, the dead are dead, and there is no way to come back.

"Something bad may happen in Fuyuki City recently. If possible, at least I hope you can leave here. Of course, it's best to invite people you know well together." I remembered the vague uneasiness and betrayal in my heart. Mr. Yaolang's reminder, he couldn't help but speak aloud.

The red-eyed Mr. Takahashi rubbed his forehead and said in a bad tone: "Even if you don't tell me, we are going to move out."

Having said that, he subconsciously asked again: "Then you are not leaving?"

I looked at Aji, who was holding my hand, and said, "We still have to see the cherry blossoms."

I still have the question from last night in my heart. If possible, I want to clarify this question when the two of us watch the cherry blossoms together.

Mr. Takahashi shook his head and said: "For cherry blossoms, the best cherry blossom viewing spot in Fuyuki City is the place that Mei likes to go to. It has recently closed, and it will not open until a few days later."

I thought about it, and felt that nothing serious would happen if I stayed for a few more days, so I said, "Then Azhi and I will wait a little longer."

What Azhi and I didn't expect at this time was that we didn't wait until that day.

When the mud-like thing overflowing with malice rushed towards it with such momentum that it seemed to swallow everything in the world, I completely lost consciousness.