Bai Lan seemed to know what it meant to stop at the end of the day. After flirting with Jiang Zhengyi, who was not in a good mood, the boy clapped his hands and ran out of the house.

Compared with Bai Lan's unrestrained style, Irie is obviously a lot more autistic.After experiencing what happened in the afternoon, the man is sitting in the study, looking at the ceiling, smoking one cigarette after another.Fortunately, Bai Lan replaced all his cigarettes with brands with only 1 tar for his health.There were no major smells in the room, the faint tobacco smell was not bothersome.

"Mr. Irie, is something wrong?" Arthur knocked on the door and asked when he saw the situation inside the house when he passed by.

Looking up at the man, Irie said, "It's Arthur, have you been hiding yourself in your room these days?"

I don't know what happened during this time, Arthur has been hiding himself in the house all the time, but there are a lot of strange people here in Prynne, after Irie Masaichi made sure that Arthur would not stick a needle into his eyeball, he also Don't worry about these things anymore.

"Well, I'm thinking about a question." Arthur looked very tangled.

"What's the matter?" Bai Lan didn't come here often, so Irie Masaichi was like the dormitory administrator of the university, he would pay attention to the mental state of these people in the room.

"If I want to marry Bai Lan, what should I pay? Do I need to hunt a bison as a gift?" As soon as Arthur finished speaking, the cigarette case in Jiang Zheng's hand smashed over.

"It's better for you to stay on your own, Arthur." The man raised the corners of his lips and smiled kindly at Arthur.

"...Okay." Arthur held the cigarette case, half understanding, "Are you asking me to smoke to attract Bai Lan? Mr. Irie always makes Master Bai Lan pay attention to you on weekdays. Because of—smoking?"

Irie pointed to the door, "Get out before I hit you."

"Okay." Arthur nodded and left immediately.

Leaning against the door frame, Irie raised his head, vomited his eyes, and sighed, "What the hell is going on?"

Unusual, Irie burst into a mouthful of roughness.

Bai Lan, who went out quietly, bought a can of red bean soup from the convenience store. It was warm, and she drank it, feeling very sweet.After finishing the soup on top, Bai Lan shook the jar, and it seemed that the red beans at the bottom could not be eaten.

The convenience store is not very far from where Bai Lan lives, but it is far from where most people live.At night, there were not many people around.Sitting in front of the empty store, Bai Lan looked up at the stars, feeling a sense of loss.

Usually at this time, if he ran out, he would probably go for a ride with that guy Dazai.

The dark-haired man just parks the car downstairs and honks his horn.

Sighing, Bai Lan threw the jar into the trash can.

What do you think that man is doing?

That guy really looks like red beans in red bean soup a lot of the time though.It is a pity to throw it away, but it is difficult to eat it.

"You guy, you don't think of me as red beans in red bean soup." Suddenly, a voice came from the side.

Bai Lan knew who the person beside him was without looking up.

"Sometimes I'm thinking about a question." Bai Lan said suddenly.

"Huh?" The man's voice was a little deep, full of magnetism in this moonlight.

"Sometimes you are really like the fairy godmother in fairy tales." Bai Lan leaned back in the chair and looked up at the man.

"Oh? Are you saying that I have the ability to make wishes come true?" The man turned around in a circle, and the hem of the off-white windbreaker drew an arc in the air. After stopping, the man opened his arms, "Speak, This lovely boy, what is your wish?"

"You're pretending to understand." Bai Lan glanced at the man, "Why don't I use another adjective, compared to a fairy godmother, you're more like a cockroach everywhere? It appears everywhere?"

"Eh? I'm hurt, Bailan-kun, I'm really going to be hurt like this!" Osamu Dazai took a few steps forward, leaned over and put his face in front of Bailan.

"If it wasn't for that incident before, I would have punched you in the face now." Bai Lan stepped back a little, raised her head, and looked at Dazai Osamu, whose back was facing the street lamp.

Osamu Dazai paused and changed the subject, "Isn't the moonlight tonight really beautiful?"

"Today is cloudy and the moon hasn't come out yet." Bai Lan shrugged.

"Wait for me!" Dazai Osamu suddenly plunged into the convenience store, and then ran out quickly.

Bai Lan just sat there, waiting for Osamu Dazai's tricks.

The dark-haired man took a portable light bulb out of his pocket and flipped it on.

For a moment, light yellow light flowed out from his hand, Osamu Dazai made a circle with his hand, the light passed through there and projected onto the ground.

"Now, this looks like the moon." Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes and raised the corners of his lips.

Bai Lan paused, not knowing whether to smile angrily, "Dazai."

"En?" Osamu Dazai waited for the other party's next words.

"Are you a primary school student dating?" Bai Lan raised her eyebrows, "If I were a primary school girl, I might be moved to tears by your behavior."

Hearing Bai Lan's words, Osamu Dazai didn't feel sad for the first time, instead he grasped a key point in Bai Lan's words.

"Are you talking about dating?" Osamu Dazai moved closer.

Bai Lan paused, "I'm talking about elementary school students falling in love, and it's a metaphor."

"It doesn't matter. Did you just say you were in love?" Osamu Dazai continued, moving his upper body a little closer.

Bai Lan didn't speak.

If other people saw this scene, they would probably turn around and leave immediately. After all, the two of them are now...

The teenager sat on a chair and looked up at the black-haired man.The black-haired man knelt between Bai Lan's legs with one leg, and pressed his hand against the wall behind Bai Lan, almost imprisoning the boy in his arms.

Bai Lan looked up at Osamu Dazai, "Do you know what you are doing now?"

Osamu Dazai lowered his head and brought his lips to Bai Lan's ear.

The warm breath gently swept over Bai Lan's ears, making the young man tremble.

A strange atmosphere permeated between the two, but no one tried to break it.

Just when Bai Lan raised her hand to push Dazai away, she only heard the man change the subject.

"Would you like to go with me to tie Zhongye's tire?"

"..."

The screen changed, and Bai Lan was sitting in the passenger seat of Osamu Dazai, "Without Mr. Chuya, the car supplier, your car quality has plummeted, Dazai."

Osamu Dazai honked his car horn, "After all, I don't have much money or a job right now, and I don't see much of them at Chuya, but it doesn't matter, I'll take you to steal a car today, and I heard from them that Chuya bought another car." A new car!"

Bai Lan quietly looked at Dazai's side face, and smiled silently.

His intelligence network told him that Osamu Dazai had changed his personality after leaving the Port Mafia, but he didn't feel it.

But maybe he was wrong.

Dazai Osamu may have changed, but in front of him, he always maintains the truest self.

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I was so busy working in a foreign company that I went out at [-]:[-] a.m. and returned to the dormitory at [-]:[-] p.m.

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