I'm surviving in a love game

Therefore, it is almost impossible to avoid Dazai Osamu. If he has thoughts in his heart, then with his clever mind, there are many ways to get close to him.The current Xinggong Shizhi is like this, as if he has fallen into a trap that he seems to have inadvertently but has already calculated many times.

Ah, if he himself were to narrate, he would definitely protest when he heard the trap, and distort the original facts with a smile, "This is not a trap, after all, everything I do is out of my own will."

"It seems that it's almost too late for the opening time." He glanced at his watch and muttered softly, but there was no anxiety or even a bit of expectation on his face, he rubbed his chin, "Well, maybe the first time in my life The movie that missed the opening once was the one Miss Xinggong watched together."

"It shouldn't be such a coincidence, haven't you ever seen a movie before?" In view of the broken game world, she couldn't be sure whether the experience of Osamu Dazai in front of her was the same as what she had encountered before.

But her tone sounded suspicious no matter what.

It's almost time to write disbelief on your face.

"Eh? Is it possible that Miss Xinggong is suspicious of me? But what I said is the truth." He frowned slightly, with a slight depression on his face, and shrugged again, "But Miss Xinggong seems to have always had feelings for me. Prejudice... so it's normal to think so."

After talking about it, he lowered his tone as if he himself was persuaded, so low that he was about to sink to the ground.

"I'm not like that, maybe you think too much."

Absolutely not giving him any chance to play, Hoshimiya Shiori took the lead in cutting off the topic, and said: "No matter what, try your best to rush there, since you have bought tickets, you should also hope to see the opening scene. Bar?"

The corners of Dazai Osamu's drooping lips turned up a little bit, but was subtly controlled by the master within a certain subtle range, and he hummed vaguely.

This feeling appeared again... this feeling.

It seems that he is not big enough to put all the past on him, even though there is no direct connection between them.

Feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart, Shiori Xinggong put down a soft tone, and there was a bit of gentleness in her tone, "Let's take a taxi first."

Standing in front of Dazai Osamu, Hoshimiya Shiori looked down at her mobile phone, zooming in on the map from time to time, as if trying to figure out the shortest route to the theater. All her attention was on how to get to the theater before the opening. On the question, his expression also relaxed, and the corners of his eyes and brows showed a bit of tenderness like water.

That is……

Osamu Dazai used to be within reach, but now he can only stand quietly aside, minimizing his sense of existence, so that he can take her tenderness into his eyes.

This is the only tenderness that belongs only to him.

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy never broke up in his heart and took her tenderness as his own.

The girl who lowered her eyes and pursed her lips to stare at the mobile phone screen didn't notice at all that she was already vaguely standing beside a perfectly hidden trap, just waiting for her to lift her foot.

"Go to the intersection over there and take a taxi directly." After researching for a while, she finally decided to take a taxi, because all routes involve transfer stations, and it will delay time if she is not sure during the period. Pointing to the intersection not far away, "Let's walk over quickly, while there is still a green light."

After finishing speaking, she felt that this scene was really a bit like a parent taking a child on a long trip. She was shocked for a moment by her too rich imagination, but recovered quickly.

The young Osamu Dazai has a thin and tall figure, and his long legs are windy when he walks, but now he is paying attention to slowing down his pace, hoping to walk side by side with Shiori Hoshimiya.

After all, she said "we" just now.

Walking side by side, it seems to be in the same world.

It's not that Hoshimiya Shiori didn't pay attention to his small movements, but she didn't ask.She knew a truth very early on, that is, there is a reason for everything Osamu Dazai does, but sometimes he hides the most fundamental reason behind layers of smoke bomb-like illusions, after all, Still a coward.

And she was a little tired of getting into the mist every time, looking for his original wish in a daze.

Osamu Dazai didn't care much about Shiori Hoshimiya's silent attitude, and hummed a little tune in a good mood, putting his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker.

Except for that slightly immature cheek, he is now exactly the same as Osamu Dazai from the Armed Detective Agency.

Not long after arriving at the intersection, a taxi drove by, and Hoshimiya Shiori raised her hand to stop it.

The two sat in the back seat together, but luckily nothing happened along the way.

When they arrived at the cinema, the movie had already started, and the two of them walked towards the entrance in a somewhat self-defeating manner. They caught a glimpse of Osamu Dazai still in a good mood, humming softly after getting out of the car, and she had to learn that song all the time. out of tune.

She couldn't hold back her curiosity, and asked in a low voice when she passed the ticket gate and walked towards the theater, "What song is this tune?"

"Yes." Although the corridor leading from the ticket gate to the theater is spacious, because the only light source comes from a small lamp buried on the line where the wall meets the ground, under the dim light, even ordinary The dialogue, catalyzed by the dark and hazy atmosphere, also gave birth to the taste of lovers.

Osamu Dazai drew out the tone like a joke, "Actually, I haven't thought of a name yet, how about calling it "Watching a Movie with the Beautiful Miss Hoshigomi"?"

Ah, I was bluffed by him again just now, Xinggong Shizhi secretly slandered him for cheating people without blushing at all, "If the name is like this, this song will definitely not be sold."

The corridor was covered with a thick layer of dark red carpet, and there was no sound of footsteps with the soles of shoes on it, as if they were all eaten by this layer of carpet.

So the only sound in the corridor was the conversation between Shiori Hoshimiya and Osamu Dazai.

His voice drifted far away in the semi-enclosed space, and soon his voice merged into the air filled with the sweet and greasy smell of popcorn, "It's okay, this is only for Miss Xinggong."

It just so happened that the theater on their movie tickets appeared in front of them, and Hoshimiya Shiori also logically pretended not to hear it.After the movie started, the huge movie hall was pitch black, only the light from the screen barely lit up a small space.As she walked up the stairs with small steps, she silently counted the number of seats in her heart.

one two three four……

The hem of the windbreaker that was turned up at the corners brushed against her calf, and Osamu Dazai's voice sounded in her ear, "This way—"

Following his voice, he was finally seated safely.

For some reason, her heart beat fast for a moment.

The name of the director jumped out on the screen, followed by the names of the screenwriter, leading actor and others.

Speaking of which, since she entered the game for the second time, she hasn't been to the theater again, and the ensuing time is enough to give her a headache, so she naturally has no spare time to go to the movies.

So, it can indeed be regarded as the first experience.

Compared to Shiori Hoshimiya, who wandered off from time to time, Osamu Dazai was staring at the screen intently. The cold light shone on his face, as if putting on a hazy veil for him, and he held his cheek with one hand.In the next second, the eyes that were originally looking at the screen suddenly looked at him.

Peeps were spotted.

Hoshimiya Shiori, who was already mentally prepared for Osamu Dazai, calmly praised that the movie is quite good.

Just like that, a smile appeared on his face, and at this moment, the movie screen was constantly switching between dark and light, and the light was also switching as if there was nothing.In the flickering environment, his beautiful thin lips seemed to move a few times, but the sound of the stereo perfectly covered his voice.

"What are you talking about?" Xinggong Shiori asked.

Osamu Dazai leaned over to her, and the words he said seemed to be rolled in caramel popcorn, "I said, it would be great if I could watch a movie with Miss Hoshimiya next time."

The next moment, he sighed again, a little dissatisfied, "Why can Miss Xinggong call Mr. Ranpo by his name, but she uses an honorific title for me?"

"Because I'm his assistant..."

"But even if you are an assistant, you are essentially a colleague." He lowered his eyes halfway, "Then why can't you treat me like this?"

Due to the audience watching the movie all around, Hoshimiya Shiori tried her best to lower her voice to the lowest decibel, almost speaking in a breathy voice, "Let's talk about it later."

If Osamu Dazai was the best at escaping in the past, then now Shiori Hoshimiya has completely copied his bad habits and learned the essence.

That is, as long as it can be delayed, even if it is only for 1 minute, maybe he will forget the movie after the movie is over, or maybe he will forget it after a few minutes.

All in all, Shiori Hoshimiya couldn't deny that Osamu Dazai's words hit the pain points just now, picking out the places that she didn't realize but also felt doubts so sharply.

As she thought now, trust was unconditional, but she just ignored the most important point.

If the other party had guided her intentionally from the very beginning, even in a planned way, she would have naturally thought that "it is indeed normal to trust him so much".

Then, once this trust is picked apart, you will find the weirdness in it.

Xinggong Shiori huddled in her seat, no matter how she looked at it, she didn't look like she didn't care, it should be said that she cared very much.

After the movie ended, the lights in the movie theater came on instantly, Hoshimiya Shiori stood up, without any intention of answering, and Dazai Osamu followed.

The two walked for a while, left the theater, and strolled in the port, the night wind blowing gently.

The sea surface at night glistened after absorbing the cool moonlight, Osamu Dazai heard the voice of Shiori Hoshimiya.

"Stop your temptations, endless temptations are pointless."

Osamu Dazai froze, "I'm trying to do this."

She stopped, and the two looked at each other one after the other.

It was a very familiar scene, and I don't know who murmured such a sentence in my heart.

"I'm sorry. Regarding the title, I think the current state is already very good. After all, we are just colleagues who have not known each other for a long time." Shiori Xinggong emphasized her tone on colleagues.

But he seemed to be misunderstood, and after a momentary blank expression, a smile once again occupied his face.

No, not so much a smile as his habitually well-placed smile to mask his other emotions.

The hand hidden in the pocket of the windbreaker was clenched, and then suddenly relaxed, "But I seem to have known Miss Xinggong a long time ago."

Although he was not satisfied with the unfamiliar title, he still stubbornly used the honorific title, as if urging her to compromise.

"If that's your way of talking, it's a bit outdated." Shiori Xinggong pinned her hair behind her ears after being blown by the night wind, and she tried her best to control her every move.

"That's not something that exists in fantasy." His voice was sent to her ear by Night Breeze, and he tapped on the eardrum lightly, "Although I had doubts before."

"But ah—"

While speaking, he slowly walked towards Xing Gong Shizhi, and the distance between the two kept shortening.

"In the end, there is no way to classify those memories as illusions anyway, it's like denying the past."

It's such a bad feeling, I don't even know how to describe it.

It was like a long time ago, when she tried so hard to save Osamu Dazai, but the other party was indifferent, and now she stood in front of her and told her word by word that he remembered everything in the past.

"So is there a chance for people to be forgiven?" He lowered his head. Others looked like lovers looking at each other, but in fact his eyes fell on the other side. "Maybe I have it."

At that moment, Hoshimiya Shiori smelled the sense of helplessness that once accompanied her, but now tightly bound Dazai Osamu.

"It's time to have dinner." Hoshimiya Shiori changed the topic, and added his address, "Dazai."

With a click, his eyes became bright, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed, and his tone was cheerful, "What does Shiori want to eat?"

When the voice slid over "Shiori", it was inexplicably weaker, and after realizing that Xinggong Shiori didn't have any reaction, he hummed that little tune again.

"Eat ordinary food," she said.

"Hmm—hmm—" he replied while nodding, and suddenly said, "I've decided."

"Decide what?"

"I'm going to change the name," he hummed, "I have to change the name, so let's change it to "Eating Cooking with the Beautiful Shiori"."

Xinggong Shiori curled her lips, "Isn't it too casual?!"

Although Hoshimiya Shiori complained about the randomness of choosing the name, Dazai Osamu was still complacent about it and pointed out his index finger, "There are many other spare names. If Shiori doesn't like it, you can change it to something else."

Ah... There was an ominous premonition, and I didn't wait for her to ask.

No, she wouldn't ask no matter what she thought.

"There are also things like "Walking with Shizhi" and "Basking in the Sun with Shizhi"." He said one by one very seriously.

"Forget it, Dazai, you really don't deserve a name."

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