I bombed the Hong Kong black building

Pure white curtains, pure white desks, picture books scattered everywhere, discs filled with two bookshelves, and a huge projection screen that occupies an entire wall.The space enclosed by the light pink walls is the room that she owned when she was young.

"Little Ringo," the door was pushed open, and a woman with black hair and black eyes came over and took her hand, "The epiphyllum in the backyard is about to bloom tonight, don't you always want to see it?"

The sound of heavy and light footsteps echoed on the wooden floor on the second floor. Big hands holding small hands, they walked slowly down the spiral staircase.Little Ringo looked back at the hall full of bouquets, the lights there had been turned off.And their destination, as long as they push open the wooden door beside the stairs, they can arrive quickly——

It was a small yard with a square of 5 meters, half of which was planted with various flowers and plants that she had just met, and the other half was her exclusive playground.

It was dark, and the wall lamps still entwined with mistletoe quietly emitted light.An unknown bird was sitting on top of the lamp post, and Lingo looked curiously at the unexpected visitor.

The chubby body and fluffy wings are just like themselves wrapped into a ball in winter.

Before the laughter could come out, the little bird fluttered out of the courtyard wall, and plunged into the eternally deep darkness.

"Today is the full moon~"

Ringo looked back at the black-haired woman, and followed her gaze upwards.

There are no stars, no moon, no high-rise buildings, no dazzling neon lights.

——It was pitch black and there was nothing there.

She didn't understand why the world she saw was different from what was written in the book, and was also different from what was reflected in the movie, and it didn't even match up with her hazy memory.This world should be bigger, vaster, and more difficult.instead of like this -

A two-story building, a 5-meter-square courtyard.

Only.

"When you grow up a bit, you can see it when you can send flowers." The woman beside her touched her head and said softly, "Seeing is far more than what most people in this world see. A wider and more distant world. Now, let's read books and videos to satisfy our hunger."

She nodded ignorantly, and her attention quickly shifted to the flower garden.

There, a snow-white flower is quietly blooming.

"Sister Ningning, the flowers are blooming."

Ringo opened his eyes.

The night was dark, and when I looked up, the window edge happened to cut a full moon into four pieces.

"Well, what time is it now..."

[Solution: 3:37 in the morning. 】

She sat up in a daze and rubbed her eyes.

"I dreamed about my childhood."

At that time, I couldn't understand why Ning Ning's shop was like an island floating in the dark.

The hall decorated with countless flowers is fragrant and fragrant, and there is always a constant stream of guests.But out of curiosity, she followed the guests out of the gate, but she could only flinch in front of the boundless darkness.

It was only later that she realized that the isolated island floating in the dark was not Sister Ning Ning's shop.

but herself.

[This employee, you don't have enough sleep time, the system recommends that you continue to rest. 】

Ringo was silent for a moment, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes.

"Can't sleep."

[Do you need sheep counting service?The system has downloaded your favorite voices and is ready to serve you. 】

"—Huh? Did I buy it last time?"

[Solution: Each voice package has a trial period of half an hour. 】

"Oh... then please."

[AI voice pack loading... switch... Good evening, Ringo. 】

"!!!" Lingo shuddered all over, and jumped up in shock.As a result, one failed to stand firmly and fell back again.Holding his head, he rolled from the end of the bed to the end of the bed, and back again.

Oh my god, the feeling of Mr. Dazai's voice coming directly from her mind is too terrible, she feels that her poor cranial cavity can't hold his aura, and she is about to explode.

"System, you, don't try to imitate Mr. Dazai's speech!" She covered her head and shivered, the temperature of her whole body was running wild.

【Um?Don't you like it better? 】

Ahhhhhhhhh that nasal sound!She is going to die!

"Please, don't be like this, really don't be like this, I definitely won't be able to sleep anymore!" Not to mention sleepy, she can't wait to run downstairs for twenty laps now!

【Yeah?it's a pity……】

"Good morning, Miss Guanyue."

Ringo walked down the stairs with his hands on the stairs, and saw Atsushi and Jinghua who had changed into staff uniforms. Their youthful appearance was so seductive!These two children used to always dress themselves up as mature, they were still in their prime, what a waste.

"Slept well last night?"

"...Well, I slept well."

Thank the system for your kindness, and spare my life, otherwise let alone sleep, I am afraid that I will lose too much blood and die.

【You're welcome.Does this employee really not consider buying a voice pack? 】

No, don't, definitely don't!

When I want to hear Mr. Dazai talk, I will go to him by myself, so there is no need for such a placebo-like thing!

【Your current hormone index does not say so. 】

You shut up!

8 points.

Ringo pushed open the closed glass door, walked to the door, and turned over the plaque that said "Closed".

At 9 o'clock sharp, the flower shop officially opened.

[Worker number 1314140 Moon Watching Ringo confirms the opening of the store, bound to the world number 1652β, and the system records are completed.Open the store authentication authority...pass, open the store manager authority...pass, open the special mission system...pass.Congratulations on getting your own store, store manager Moonwatching Ringo, I hope you can pass the trial period smoothly. 】

"Thank you."

I will be successful.

"Miss Guanyue, do you want to send flowers to the neighbors now?"

Holding a bunch of baby's breath stars, Dun turned his head to ask her.

Ringo's fingers flicked across the "OPEN" sign, and he walked into the store.

"From today onwards, you'll be calling me the store manager, Don."

I will definitely hold on to this place, which belongs to me and where I can see the full moon.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the morning and evening alternate.

And this office that belonged to him seemed to have stopped in the gap of time, blurring the feeling in the boundless darkness.

The candle flickered, and the dim and uncertain light swept across the clock beside the wall, and the hour hand was stopping between 6 and 7.The pendulum clicked, and the hum of the air conditioner turned into natural white noise, becoming a part of his daily life.

Where is the real world?

Are there any noises, or not?

Such an inexplicable question lingered in his mind, and when he came back to his senses, the ink on the tip of the pen had already smeared a large area, and this document was unusable.

"Little Silver, take this—"

The ending sound just floated in the air, without any response or follow-up.

He froze for a while, then slowly withdrew his hand holding the paper, parted the corners of his mouth as if laughing at himself, and laughed out loud.

"That's right...it's not here anymore."

Nothing went wrong with his plan.

Odasaku works hard at a detective agency and writes his novels in his spare time.Yin still has some doubts now, but the two brothers and sisters will always reconcile completely one day.The knot between Atsushi and Akutagawa has also been untied, and the two will not make the same mistakes again, and this time they will definitely walk on the right path.

Akutagawa is taught by Oda, and Atsushi is protected by Ringo, so he will be safe in the next storm.

In this way, everyone can get a happy future and it will be achieved.

The next thing to deal with is-

Combinations, House of Dead Rats, Clock Tower Attendants...

Ah, really, each of them is an organization that is too troublesome to make people lose their hair.

Even a small mimic made him so tired that he didn't want to open his eyes again.

This should have been nothing to do with him——

But at that time, why did you change your mind?

Had he gone according to his original plan, he would have embraced complete peace by now.

He's still sitting here, dealing with these endless affairs, maybe it's all that person's fault.

Blowing up his world so arrogantly, talking about the impossible future so lightly, crushing his perfect plan, disturbing his already ashen mind——

It even really gave him, perhaps, the illusion of hope.

But she will not come again.

I will no longer push this door open without notice, will no longer call him Mr. Dazai with a little flattery, will no longer plant different bouquets on his boring desk, and will no longer show him Such a changeable expression...

I will not hold his hand again, telling others how strong the bond with others is.

To her, he was just one of thousands of customers, and there was nothing special about him.It was he who used 20 billion US dollars as an excuse to forcefully hold her back, but he thought he had found a pawn that could be used.

Now that reason no longer exists.

The withered narcissus in the vase is the last freshness here.

Dazai stood up, walked to the window, and opened the closed curtain for the first time.

Outside the window, the clouds were overwhelming, and the rain was pouring down.Bean-sized raindrops mixed with hailstones scrambled to hit the glass panel, as fierce and noisy as a submachine gun.

Who would want to go out in such terrible weather...

So it has not appeared by this time, which is perfectly normal.

The so-called agreement, maybe she just said it casually, it doesn't make much sense.Now that their previous money relationship has ended, there is no need to continue to fulfill it.

Who would approach a man like him without any reason?

Avoidance is the first reaction of normal people when they mention the leader of the gangsters in Hong Kong.

Yes, everything is just back to how it should be.

The curtains were drawn back, and darkness once again enveloped the room.The newly sprouted hope slowly rotted and stinks in the waiting, and turned back into disgusting black mud, rotting in the swamp.

After all, it's just such a fragile thing.

Click.

The door lock was touched, the door shaft slammed lightly, and the sound of footsteps rattled from far to near.

With complicated emotions, he was half a beat behind before turning around——

"Mr. Dazai!"

The man stood in front of him dripping wet, and spoke with an expression of disbelief.

"I was attacked!"

Dazai's heart skipped a beat, and he reflexively went to check her status.

The beautiful bangs were tightly stuck to her face, and the water droplets grazed her cheeks, stuck to the curve of her neck, and fell into the skirt of her clothes.And that beautiful orange dress seemed to be full of water, and it was wrinkled and stuck to her body at this time, as if a large puddle of water could be wrung out just by twisting it.

But no matter how you look at it, apart from being drenched all over, she doesn't seem to have any trauma.Is the injury where it is covered by clothing?

"Where did you get hurt?"

"That's not true, it just hurts a little."

"Who attacked you? Did you see the attacker's face?"

"It's rain and hail."

Dazai was silent for a few seconds, thinking that she probably wanted to express that she was a supernatural being who took advantage of this weather.

"You don't understand, I thought I wouldn't be hit." She sighed deeply.

Dazai:?

Probably realizing that there was a strange deviation in the thinking circuit of the two people, Lingo walked back and forth a little anxiously.Then, as if he suddenly figured it out, he slapped the palm of his hand, opened his mouth and asked an even more strange question.

"Do you think rain and hail are long-range attacks?"

Dazai:? ? ?

The worries that were still entangled in his mind just now were pushed to the horizon in an instant, and now he only has a question mark left.

"Look, isn't a long-range attack referring to an attack launched from a long distance and carried out from a long distance? In theory, it should be counted as a melee attack, right? The rain, which falls from the sky, must also be a long-range attack." Attack."

Dazai was silent for a while, "Then?"

"I have the ability to make long-range attacks absolutely ineffective, and I won't get hurt even in the hail of bullets! But look—"

She shook her head, and the water splashed everywhere.He also raised his arm to show him the little red marks that still remained on it.

"I'm so wet! My arms are all red!" She said with a heartbroken look, "How strange it is!"

Dazai: ...

So there are no supernatural beings, she is just talking about rain and hail, right?

He glanced up at the ceiling, forced himself out of her logic, and met her gaze again.

"Probably, because rain and hail are not attacks."

Ringo took a step back in shock, doubting his life, and said, "Yes, is that so?"

[Solution: ——that’s it. 】

Dazai was speechless for a long while, her train of thought was as usual that he couldn't put it into words.

"Ringo, you came today just to tell me this?"

"Huh? Can't I tell you this?"

Her rhetorical question was too natural, and even gave Dazai the illusion that his question was meaningless.

——But this can't be the reason for her to get the wrong idea.

He paused, and was about to put it in a more straightforward way.And at this moment——

"Ah!"

Ringo sneezed.

She hugged her arm, and her snow-blue eyes washed by the rain bent an aggrieved arc.

"Mr. Dazai, the air conditioner is so cold..."

He didn't answer, and he found that he couldn't grasp what she was thinking at all.After staring at her in silence for a while, he finally walked to the wall as if giving up, and turned off the Wannian 16° central air conditioner.

Just as she was about to thank her, a drop of water slid down the corner of her forehead and into her eyes.She raised her hand to wipe it, and it was dripping wet, so she tried to ask Dazai for help again.

"Well, can I have another towel?"

Dazai: ...

His eyes swept across her pale lips and slightly trembling body, Dazai finally realized that simply turning off the air conditioner would not solve the fundamental problem.With complicated emotions, he opened the door of the inner room, lit up the wall lamp, and motioned for her to follow.

"Go take a shower, don't catch a cold."

"Oh." She nodded blankly, walked halfway into the bathroom, then turned her head and asked, "But I don't have any clothes to change."

"...I'll be ready."

When the door of the bathroom was closed, Ringo, who had been confused about his status, finally realized that something was wrong.

Today's Dazai-san never smiled once.

Did you encounter any unpleasant things?

Outside the door, after ordering his subordinates to prepare clothes, Dazai put down the phone and sat back at the desk.

The pendulum of the clock is still clicking and clicking, but the hum of the air conditioner as its chord is replaced by the faint sound of water.My mind was full of thoughts for a while, and I couldn't explain clearly.But after seeing the narcissus that was already withering, it became cold again.

Every time she came to see him before, she would bring a bouquet of flowers.But this time, she didn't.

——Is it unnecessary?

Is her visit this time her final farewell?

On the desk, the ink-stained document still conspicuously occupies the most central position.After staring at it silently for a few seconds, Dazai frowned and crumpled it into a ball, throwing it into the trash with his backhand.

On the next page, something even worse was written.In Yokohama, where his family dominates, there are other forces who want to get a piece of the underground market, and dare to send applications to his desk in a big way.

Heh, it seems that the rain is not heavy enough, all ghosts and snakes dare to show their heads.

The Jackdaw Society... the name is too ugly, so let's break up.

The black pen stroked lightly on the paper, but the elegant and slender characters showed a cold killing intent.

The door of the inner room was pushed open again, and the little girl ran over with wooden sandals, and stopped in front of his table as usual, with both hands on the table, smiling softly at him.Her long hair hung half dry behind her head, fluffy with a little curl.

"Mr. Dazai, I'm fine."

"Hmm." He put aside the document that determined the fate of an organization and looked up at her, "Is it still cold?"

"It's not cold~"

After Ringo finished speaking with a smile, he noticed the overcoat that Dazai took off and hung aside.Without the constraints of air conditioning, the room temperature in midsummer can easily rise to terrifying heights.She very consciously ran to the wall and turned on the switch of the air conditioner again.Then he walked back to the table, his eyes quietly falling on him.

I don't want to hear words about parting, and I don't want to hear words that cut relationships.

At this moment, he actually thinks that her thinking circuit that he can't understand is so cute...

do not want to lose.

Dazai put down the unused pen in his hand as if nothing had happened, and raised his head to meet her gaze.

"Mr. Dazai, have you finished your work?" Ringo immediately received his signal and said happily.

"En. It was something I said the day before yesterday. What do you want to do?"

He even showed the usual smile on his face, but his expression froze in her next sentence.

"Mr. Dazai, do you believe in eternity?"

He moved his lips mechanically, and the two options kept swinging in the balance.Finally, he curled up his lips again, avoiding the question.

"Why do you ask?"

What does this have to do with him?

The unchanging things in this world last forever, but apart from death, nothing belongs to him.

To him, eternity is just a concept that has never even existed in dreams.What he can hold in his hands is nothing but the quicksand left after being corroded by time, as long as a slightly stronger wind blows, there will be nothing left.

What is she trying to express when she mentions eternity at this time?

"It's nothing special. I'm just thinking that we humans can only live for about 100 years at most. For us, things that have remained unchanged for more than 200 years are equivalent to eternity~ Mr. Dazai, what do you think?"

"--may be."

As if waiting for his affirmation, Ringo finally breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest, then stretched out his hands in his direction.

Dazai:?

In the dim room lit only by candlelight, moonlight suddenly emerged from between Ringo's hands, illuminating the entire room.

It was a cool silver glow, but the faint light was so bright for some reason, as if it could dispel the fog and light up the whole world.

If you look closely, you can see the slender and graceful stems and leaves and the blooming petals amidst the layers of light.

"Actually, I have been thinking recently, Mr. Dazai, you have helped me so much, what should I do to express my gratitude to you. But after much deliberation, I can only think of flowers in the end."

Lingo held it gently, and the moonlight seemed to be reflected in the snow-blue eyes.She looked at the flowers in her hand tenderly, then raised her eyes slightly, and the watery gaze fell into his eyes.

"So, I decided to give it to you."

Holding the flowers, she bypassed the barrier of the desk, walked to his side, and stopped a step away.

"This is the flower of the Migu tree. Migu was born in Zhaoyao Mountain. It is surrounded by mist all year round and does not see the light of the sky. Probably because the sun is always invisible, it becomes the sun itself. The flowers that Migu blooms are like this. It emits a gentle and non-glare white light, pointing the way for travelers in the mist. Its flowering period is as long as 200 years, as long as it is not crushed, it will not wither even if you pick it off.

"I will give it to Mr. Dazai, hoping that it can illuminate the direction of your life."

He stretched out his hand, and the Migu Flower fell into its palm as if it had a spirit.

So bright, yet light as nothing.

This must not be an ordinary flower, maybe it is a treasure as precious as a golden apple.But Ringo casually sent it out like this, thinking of her inexplicable topic just now——

Dazai glanced at the tender petals in the light, and met her gaze again:

"Do you want to give me eternity?"

However, to his surprise, Ringo scratched his face in embarrassment, "That's actually just a gimmick."

Dazai:?

"Just, you see, our company has a sense of ritual every time we send flowers, so I think I have to think of a lofty idea and a gift. Compared with 'I think your office is too dark, so I send you a lamp' , it really sounds better to say 'I will give you eternity, I hope it can illuminate the direction of your life'!"

It was rare for Dazai to be speechless for two seconds, his mind full of literature and art was shattered, and he asked uncertainly, "You gave me this because you think it's too dark here?"

"That's right, reading and writing in such a dark room hurts the eyes. I thought so when I first came here. You see that the Migu flower is bright and not dazzling, is it very suitable for use as a light bulb?"

He looked down at the flower in his hand that only bloomed in dreams, and then at Lingo, who had wit written all over his face.

"Pfft, hehe, hahaha..."

Ah, Mr. Dazai started laughing again.

This scene with a strong sense of sight reminded her of the unbearable past events A and B, and she asked without love:

"Did I say something weird again?"

"No, hehe... Ringo, haven't you thought about it... Pfft, I can turn on the light."

Lin Po was taken aback for a moment, then subconsciously raised his head to look at the ceiling.Under the bright light of the Migu flower, she easily found something that she hadn't noticed before——

A recessed lampshade fixed on top.

Ah, to be honest, this is a high-end office building, with air-conditioning, how could there be no ceiling lights?

No, she can still struggle!Maybe the light is broken!

"Then why don't you always turn on the lights since there are lights? It must be broken."

Dazai said with a smile, "Well, what about this... for the atmosphere?"

Lingo stared at him: What kind of reason is this?

Dazai looked back innocently.

The two looked at each other for a long while, then Lingo suddenly reached out to grab the flowers.

"Then give me back the flowers!"

"Hey, that's not acceptable." He stood up and held up the flower in his hand, "You've already given it to me, you can't take it back."

"You don't need it, you give it back to me, and I'll give you something else." She tugged at his arm, stood on tiptoe and tried her best, but the height difference was there, and the last 20cm couldn't be reached even if she died .

"Who said I don't need it anymore? I love it, want to see it every day, and plan to put it on the table as a lamp."

After hearing what he said, Lingo asked hesitantly, "Really?"

"Well, really." He blinked sincerely.

"...But you were still laughing at me just now!"

"Ah, that was because I was so happy that I couldn't hold back for a while."

She withdrew her hand dubiously, but still held his arm tightly, and finally stared into his eyes to confirm: "Really?"

"real."

Seeing Dazai's amber eyes full of sincerity, Ringo finally stopped doubting and smiled again.

As soon as she let go of her hand, Dazai hugged her into his arms.

"Thank you, Ringo, I'm very happy."

She also patted Dazai on the back in a good mood, "Just as long as you are happy."

Dazai quickly let go of her after hugging her, and said half-jokingly, "Just now I thought I could watch that ceremony again."

"Ceremony? Ah, is it the company slogan? If you want to read it, it's not that I can't do it, but... I always feel a little embarrassed to do that kind of thing outside of work."

"Then—" he said expectantly.

"Uh, next time for sure, next time for sure."

Just kidding, it feels even weirder to add it now!She doesn't want it!

Dazai looked regretful.

"Ah, actually I have something to do today. Youni will come to Yokohama to visit me in two days. I promised her before that I would introduce Mr. Dazai to her, so I want to ask if you are free the day after tomorrow... "

Is it the day after tomorrow?

It was unbelievable, when I heard this word from her mouth again, the feeling was completely different from the last time.

"Ah, I know Mr. Dazai, you are very busy, and you can't find time to—"

"it is good."

"Huh?" Is it so straightforward? "I haven't said exactly what to do."

Hearing this, he showed a beautiful smile.

"Anything will do."

"But isn't it dangerous for you outside?" She couldn't forget the last time she went out and was assassinated more than a dozen times in an hour.

"It's okay, I'm an expert in assassination."

Ringo: ...You are very reasonable.

Forget it, since she is here anyway, the big deal is to carry Mr. Dazai and run away.

"That work..." Her eyes unconsciously glanced at the desk full of documents.

"It's not very important." Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, Dazai even added without conscience, "Chuya will be back from vacation tomorrow, so just leave the important ones to him."

It turns out that Mr. Chuya Nakahara went to Europe not on a business trip, but on vacation?

It’s a holiday that lasts more than ten days, and the company benefits of Hong Kong and Black are also great!But let his subordinates have vacations, and he works overtime in the office desperately. Sure enough, Mr. Dazai is a good leader who loves his subordinates very much!

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A cadre who is still on a business trip:? ? ?