When the double black penetrates the if line
Chapter 79
"I have something to do with the leader." Chuya Nakahara suddenly felt that he had returned to the time when he was the king of sheep in front of Osamu Dazai, but he was more restrained now than he was unscrupulous when he was a child.
He felt as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed in his throat, and the words that he had planned earlier were almost choked out: "Yes... I'm looking for Osamu Dazai, I have something."
"Ah...then I'll be leaving first." Atsushi Nakajima keenly sensed that the atmosphere in the office was a little strange, he quickly bowed his body, and said goodbye very politely, "Anyway, the matter is almost done, boss, Then I'll go first."
Osamu Dazai didn't speak, and moved his chin towards the door almost imperceptibly.
As if it was a kind of amnesty, Atsushi Nakajima hurried out to avoid the increasingly weird atmosphere in the office.
"What do you want from me?" Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold and light on Nakahara Chuya, but Nakahara Chuya shivered inexplicably.
No, this is not right... This is not the Osamu Dazai he is familiar with.
The Osamu Dazai he is familiar with should be that even when he is angry, he will try to find some way to make him half dead, and the sarcastic and vicious words will attack indiscriminately from his mouth, even if he scolds himself in it. Seriously hurt others.
Instead of being silent like this, watching, not saying a word.
The sense of panic in Nakahara Chuya's heart suddenly expanded rapidly. He bit his tongue, and the smell of blood in his mouth brought some sobriety to his brain: "Dazai...what's the matter with you recently?"
"I mean, you have been reluctant to see me recently, and you have deliberately avoided me on various occasions." Zhong Yuanzhong also settled down, and simply blurted out all the words in one breath, "And I found that You also set up so many guards beside the office on the top floor... Didn’t we agree before? As the top cadre, I will also guard you and will not let you die. Didn’t you promise well at that time?”
"It's like this...what's going on?"
"What is it like now?" Osamu Dazai smiled softly, "What is it like now? Chuya Nakahara, I think you should understand that no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to rely on your strength alone Protect me all the time."
"Those guards are just a kind of double insurance." Dazai Osamu slowly pulled out the documents on the table, and then sorted them out one by one, "Don't you know Chuya? As the leader, I can't just take such a risk My own life is in your hands... I must be fully prepared."
"Is it because of this reason?" Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the bloody smell in his throat gradually spreading.
Damn it, he must have bitten too hard when he bit his tongue before, so now his whole mouth is full of bloody smell, even his throat and trachea are faintly steaming with blood.
"Didn't you say before that you would trust me?" Nakahara Chuya narrowed his eyes, "Dazai Osamu, I promised not to let you die, and I will not break my oath."
"That's what you said." Dazai Osamu still had that unhurried attitude, but the words he said were so unfamiliar that Nakahara couldn't believe it, "But putting all your eggs in one basket is the most stupid How to do it—Chuya Zhongyuan, as the top cadre, you should be very clear about this."
"So?" Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, feeling a bitter pain in his heart, "...so you still don't trust me."
Dazai Osamu did not make any comments on this declarative question, but pushed forward the pile of official documents he had sorted out: "These, you go and correct them."
"Oh? So I still need to do this work?" Nakahara Nakaya said sarcastically, "Don't you doubt that I will secretly alter the contents of the official documents and deliberately mess up those important things, and take the opportunity to come To take your power? Why don't you come to question me now? Don't you trust me at all anyway? ...The head of the port mafia."
He spat out the last eight words fiercely. If words could kill, Nakahara Chuya thought that these words would definitely turn into a sharp sword and directly pierce Osamu Dazai's heart.
"Chuya, you are angry." Osamu Dazai said calmly, "Why are you angry?"
"Why should I be angry?!" Nakahara Chuya didn't hide the anger and sarcasm in his tone, "Isn't it because my dear leader doubts me? Since you don't trust me, what position do you have? Say why should I be angry?"
"Just because of this?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head in confusion, "But Chuya, as the top cadre, your duty is not only to protect my safety."
"The top cadres and leaders are actually complementary to each other. These things are what you should learn and accomplish." Osamu Dazai stated calmly, "I just give it to you after a while, and by the way, reduce your protection. It’s just a burden in this area, I don’t think you have anything to be angry about.”
"After all, responsibilities are responsibilities. You, Chuya, must know what the top cadres should learn and master. As for protecting me...it was just a promise made by two people on a whim. Even if you really want to To protect me, you don't need to stay by my side around the clock. After all, the office of the top cadre is just one floor below the chief's office, and if anything happens, you can come to me as soon as possible."
"Then this stack of documents..." Zhong Yuan pursed his lips, walked to Dazai Osamu's desk step by step, picked up the thick stack of uncorrected official documents, "Do you have a pen?"
It is not the first time Dazai asked Nakahara Chuya to help him correct these documents. When Nakahara Chuya just came out of the medical department, Dazai especially liked to leave all the work to him, and then looked at Nakahara Nakahara. Also writing hard on the desk.
I was holding a game console, or typing something quickly with my mobile phone, lying on the sofa in a lazy posture, justifiably lazy.
After all, he hadn't been in the chief's office for several days, and Nakahara also found that the pen he was used to correcting official documents for Osamu Dazai was not where he kept it. He raised his eyelids, looked at Osamu Dazai, and asked.
"Where's the pen from before? Where did you put it?"
"In the office downstairs." Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, "No, to be precise, it's in the office belonging to your top cadre."
"What?" Zhong Yuan didn't react for a while, he frowned and asked reflexively.
"After all, you don't need to protect me personally, so the office doesn't need to be crowded in my office all the time." Osamu Dazai turned a blind eye to Nakahara Chuya's eyes that were about to turn into reality, and explained calmly, "I have already Ask someone to move all the things you are used to to the office downstairs, anyway, that office originally belonged to the top cadre, and it just so happens that it should be returned to the original owner now."
"Heh." Nakahara Chuya laughed back angrily, he laughed coldly, picked up the documents on the table and strode to the door, "Osamu Dazai, I really don't know what happened to you .”
"But even if I don't know, I can be sure of one thing."
Zhong Yuan also gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Osamu Dazai, you are no longer yourself—at least, you are no longer the Osamu Dazai I know."
Leaving such a cold sentence behind, Zhongyuan Zhong also went out without looking back, and slammed the heavy door behind him with a loud noise.
It wasn't until the sound of Nakahara Chuya's footsteps disappeared along the corridor that Osamu Dazai let out a sigh of relief, and leaned back on the back of the chair.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again after a while, the cold and calm darkness that seemed to see through everything in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by the same complex emotions as usual.
"Chuya Nakahara..." Osamu Dazai read Chuya Nakahara's name lightly, and pressed his eyes with one hand, covering up the extremely complicated emotions that couldn't help but churn inside, and also covered up The waves in the bottom of my heart are turbulent.
"This is really too difficult." Osamu Dazai sighed softly, as if sighing, with a touch of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, he said to himself, "So I have changed so much before I knew it? ?”
He finally stopped suppressing himself, and let the bitterness in his heart flood his internal organs like a tide, poured down into his limbs, dragged his brain down into the deeper icy sea water, until the coldness gradually submerged the top of his head, squeezing Compressing his eardrums, depriving his lungs of all oxygen.
"Chuya..." Dazai Osamu let out an exclamation of unknown meaning, like a sigh, the voice was soft, with unknown sadness, it disappeared within the wide wall of the office, and did not reach anyone else ears.
"Is it right for me to do this?"
He felt as if a ball of cotton had been stuffed in his throat, and the words that he had planned earlier were almost choked out: "Yes... I'm looking for Osamu Dazai, I have something."
"Ah...then I'll be leaving first." Atsushi Nakajima keenly sensed that the atmosphere in the office was a little strange, he quickly bowed his body, and said goodbye very politely, "Anyway, the matter is almost done, boss, Then I'll go first."
Osamu Dazai didn't speak, and moved his chin towards the door almost imperceptibly.
As if it was a kind of amnesty, Atsushi Nakajima hurried out to avoid the increasingly weird atmosphere in the office.
"What do you want from me?" Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold and light on Nakahara Chuya, but Nakahara Chuya shivered inexplicably.
No, this is not right... This is not the Osamu Dazai he is familiar with.
The Osamu Dazai he is familiar with should be that even when he is angry, he will try to find some way to make him half dead, and the sarcastic and vicious words will attack indiscriminately from his mouth, even if he scolds himself in it. Seriously hurt others.
Instead of being silent like this, watching, not saying a word.
The sense of panic in Nakahara Chuya's heart suddenly expanded rapidly. He bit his tongue, and the smell of blood in his mouth brought some sobriety to his brain: "Dazai...what's the matter with you recently?"
"I mean, you have been reluctant to see me recently, and you have deliberately avoided me on various occasions." Zhong Yuanzhong also settled down, and simply blurted out all the words in one breath, "And I found that You also set up so many guards beside the office on the top floor... Didn’t we agree before? As the top cadre, I will also guard you and will not let you die. Didn’t you promise well at that time?”
"It's like this...what's going on?"
"What is it like now?" Osamu Dazai smiled softly, "What is it like now? Chuya Nakahara, I think you should understand that no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to rely on your strength alone Protect me all the time."
"Those guards are just a kind of double insurance." Dazai Osamu slowly pulled out the documents on the table, and then sorted them out one by one, "Don't you know Chuya? As the leader, I can't just take such a risk My own life is in your hands... I must be fully prepared."
"Is it because of this reason?" Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the bloody smell in his throat gradually spreading.
Damn it, he must have bitten too hard when he bit his tongue before, so now his whole mouth is full of bloody smell, even his throat and trachea are faintly steaming with blood.
"Didn't you say before that you would trust me?" Nakahara Chuya narrowed his eyes, "Dazai Osamu, I promised not to let you die, and I will not break my oath."
"That's what you said." Dazai Osamu still had that unhurried attitude, but the words he said were so unfamiliar that Nakahara couldn't believe it, "But putting all your eggs in one basket is the most stupid How to do it—Chuya Zhongyuan, as the top cadre, you should be very clear about this."
"So?" Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, feeling a bitter pain in his heart, "...so you still don't trust me."
Dazai Osamu did not make any comments on this declarative question, but pushed forward the pile of official documents he had sorted out: "These, you go and correct them."
"Oh? So I still need to do this work?" Nakahara Nakaya said sarcastically, "Don't you doubt that I will secretly alter the contents of the official documents and deliberately mess up those important things, and take the opportunity to come To take your power? Why don't you come to question me now? Don't you trust me at all anyway? ...The head of the port mafia."
He spat out the last eight words fiercely. If words could kill, Nakahara Chuya thought that these words would definitely turn into a sharp sword and directly pierce Osamu Dazai's heart.
"Chuya, you are angry." Osamu Dazai said calmly, "Why are you angry?"
"Why should I be angry?!" Nakahara Chuya didn't hide the anger and sarcasm in his tone, "Isn't it because my dear leader doubts me? Since you don't trust me, what position do you have? Say why should I be angry?"
"Just because of this?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head in confusion, "But Chuya, as the top cadre, your duty is not only to protect my safety."
"The top cadres and leaders are actually complementary to each other. These things are what you should learn and accomplish." Osamu Dazai stated calmly, "I just give it to you after a while, and by the way, reduce your protection. It’s just a burden in this area, I don’t think you have anything to be angry about.”
"After all, responsibilities are responsibilities. You, Chuya, must know what the top cadres should learn and master. As for protecting me...it was just a promise made by two people on a whim. Even if you really want to To protect me, you don't need to stay by my side around the clock. After all, the office of the top cadre is just one floor below the chief's office, and if anything happens, you can come to me as soon as possible."
"Then this stack of documents..." Zhong Yuan pursed his lips, walked to Dazai Osamu's desk step by step, picked up the thick stack of uncorrected official documents, "Do you have a pen?"
It is not the first time Dazai asked Nakahara Chuya to help him correct these documents. When Nakahara Chuya just came out of the medical department, Dazai especially liked to leave all the work to him, and then looked at Nakahara Nakahara. Also writing hard on the desk.
I was holding a game console, or typing something quickly with my mobile phone, lying on the sofa in a lazy posture, justifiably lazy.
After all, he hadn't been in the chief's office for several days, and Nakahara also found that the pen he was used to correcting official documents for Osamu Dazai was not where he kept it. He raised his eyelids, looked at Osamu Dazai, and asked.
"Where's the pen from before? Where did you put it?"
"In the office downstairs." Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, "No, to be precise, it's in the office belonging to your top cadre."
"What?" Zhong Yuan didn't react for a while, he frowned and asked reflexively.
"After all, you don't need to protect me personally, so the office doesn't need to be crowded in my office all the time." Osamu Dazai turned a blind eye to Nakahara Chuya's eyes that were about to turn into reality, and explained calmly, "I have already Ask someone to move all the things you are used to to the office downstairs, anyway, that office originally belonged to the top cadre, and it just so happens that it should be returned to the original owner now."
"Heh." Nakahara Chuya laughed back angrily, he laughed coldly, picked up the documents on the table and strode to the door, "Osamu Dazai, I really don't know what happened to you .”
"But even if I don't know, I can be sure of one thing."
Zhong Yuan also gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "Osamu Dazai, you are no longer yourself—at least, you are no longer the Osamu Dazai I know."
Leaving such a cold sentence behind, Zhongyuan Zhong also went out without looking back, and slammed the heavy door behind him with a loud noise.
It wasn't until the sound of Nakahara Chuya's footsteps disappeared along the corridor that Osamu Dazai let out a sigh of relief, and leaned back on the back of the chair.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again after a while, the cold and calm darkness that seemed to see through everything in his eyes had completely disappeared, replaced by the same complex emotions as usual.
"Chuya Nakahara..." Osamu Dazai read Chuya Nakahara's name lightly, and pressed his eyes with one hand, covering up the extremely complicated emotions that couldn't help but churn inside, and also covered up The waves in the bottom of my heart are turbulent.
"This is really too difficult." Osamu Dazai sighed softly, as if sighing, with a touch of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, he said to himself, "So I have changed so much before I knew it? ?”
He finally stopped suppressing himself, and let the bitterness in his heart flood his internal organs like a tide, poured down into his limbs, dragged his brain down into the deeper icy sea water, until the coldness gradually submerged the top of his head, squeezing Compressing his eardrums, depriving his lungs of all oxygen.
"Chuya..." Dazai Osamu let out an exclamation of unknown meaning, like a sigh, the voice was soft, with unknown sadness, it disappeared within the wide wall of the office, and did not reach anyone else ears.
"Is it right for me to do this?"
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