When the double black penetrates the if line

Chuya Chuya really recovered on the morning of the morning when Osamu Dazai and Chuya Chuya, who sent off the master world, left.

Osamu Dazai sat up from the hospital bed as usual, but compared to before, he had to change out of his hospital clothes today and put on the black suit that belonged to the leader.

"Oh, my illness is cured, why are you still asleep?" Osamu Dazai glanced at Chuya Nakahara, who was still sleeping peacefully on the hospital bed, and couldn't help sighing.

Ever since he brought Zhongyuan Zhong back that day, Zhongyuan Zhong has also fallen into a deep sleep.

Osamu Dazai was also worried about whether he had been injured somewhere or something was wrong with his body, but the doctor told him with certainty that it was just some kind of conditioned sleep brought about by exhaustion of body functions.

The spirit of Huangba's vomiting still caused excessive wear and tear to Zhongye's body. Zhongye may not wake up until his body fully recovers.

"Oh, you've been sleeping like this, what can I do?" Osamu Dazai sighed, stretched out his hand to pinch Nakahara Chuya's cheek, and then sighed softly, "The face is very soft... But when you wake up, you probably won't be pinched by me so willingly."

"Pinch...the face?"

A slightly weak voice sounded in the room, and Osamu Dazai realized that Nakahara, who was lying peacefully on the bed, opened his eyes at some point and stared straight at him.

"That's right, pinch your face." Osamu Dazai immediately flashed through 100 ways that Nakahara Chuka might punch himself into the wall, and finally turned into an ultimate solution-playing stupid and pretending to be tender.

He looked at Nakahara Chuya with a smile, and said, "I'm pinching your face, Chuya's face is very soft."

"My face...is very soft." Nakahara Zhong also murmured, repeating softly.

Dazai couldn't help but frowned.

This is different from what he imagined. In his imagination, the first thing Nakahara Zhongya did after waking up was laughing and pushing him into the wall, or hugging him, or simply being full of emotions in his heart. I felt excited and joyful, and my heart was surging to see him again.

Instead of giving people a feeling of being at a loss and being overwhelmed like now.

"Chuya." Dazai Osamu's expression finally condensed, "Is there something uncomfortable for you?"

"I'm not uncomfortable." Nakahara Nakaya lay on the bed, staring at Osamu Dazai with his blue eyes unblinking.

He opened his mouth suddenly, one word at a time, and asked in a somewhat ignorant voice: "Who... are you?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

His heart sank to the bottom of the sea, but as if he had expected it long ago, he let out a soft sigh from the bottom of his heart.

Being able to save Chuya back has been the luck of his life. Osamu Dazai once hoped that Chuya Nakahara would still have the memories of the past, but now it seems that, exactly as he expected before, Chuya Nakahara doesn't remember anything.

It is like a blank white paper, returning to the state when it was first born.

But that's fine too.

Osamu Dazai showed a sincere smile to Nakahara: "My name is Osamu Dazai, and I am your partner."

Zhong Yuanzhong can also forget all the complicated past, those painful things that are not suitable for people to recall, and then grow up again under his company.

Osamu Dazai is the one who holds the pen, and he can write down everything he wants on the blank paper of Chuya Nakahara.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai immediately felt much happier.

"My partner?" Zhong Yuanzhong was still a little puzzled, he sat up from the bed, his delicate collarbone was exposed in the collar of the wide hospital gown, "Tai...zai...zhi."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai smiled again, and he kissed Chuya Nakahara's forehead tenderly, "I'm your partner."

"What's a partner?" Nakahara also tilted his head in some doubts, but he didn't avoid Dazai Osamu's kiss.

Seeing his actions, the smile in Dazai Osamu's eyes became even stronger: "A partner is the kind of person who takes care of each other, stays with each other, and will never be separated for the rest of their lives."

"Oh..." Nakahara nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly raised his chin, and planted a quick kiss on Dazai Osamu's cheek, "...do you want to do the same between partners?"

Dazai Osamu: "..."

He took a deep breath, tried hard to restrain the emotional fluctuations in his heart, and kissed Chuya Nakahara again on the brow.

His voice was a little hoarse, as if he was deliberately restraining something, he said word by word: "That's right."

"That's what partners do all the time."

……

Chuya Nakahara, who lost all his memories, is more innocent and simple than imagined.

Osamu Dazai changed clothes for Chuya Nakahara, because Chuya Nakahara has not yet joined the port mafia, so Osamu Dazai successfully changed the three-piece black suit that Chuya Nakahara was wearing in his opinion, which was of very bad taste. Put on a set of youthful sportswear and sweatpants for him.

Wearing this kind of clothing, Zhong Yuanzhong also lost his previous stability and maturity, and looked similar to those college students, young and full of vitality.

Osamu Dazai liked to see Chuya Nakahara without any worries. He supported Chuya Nakahara and led him out of the medical department to the river bank of Yokohama.

"That man, he looks the same as me." Nakahara Chuya lightly tugged at the corner of Dazai Osamu's clothes, and looked at Nakahara Chuya from the main world.

"Yes, he looks the same as you." Osamu Dazai took Chuya Nakahara's hand reassuringly, and said patiently, "But he is leaving soon, and we are here to say goodbye to him."

"Are you and him also partners?" Nakahara also looked at Osamu Dazai curiously.

"No." Osamu Dazai said quickly, and then pointed to Osamu Dazai in the main world, "Did you see that person? That is his partner, and he will leave with him."

"Oh—" Zhong Yuanzhong also dragged his tone, and nodded carefully as if realizing something, "So they can also kiss, but I can't kiss them, and they can't kiss us either."

"Yes." Osamu Dazai nodded in satisfaction, "That's how it looks, Chuya is awesome."

Zhong Yuanzhong also obviously became very happy, the corners of his eyes were bent, and there was a joyful light in his eyes.

Osamu Dazai was a little dazed looking at it for a while, and suddenly thought that he had been with Zhongyuanzhong for so long before, and he had seen him angry and sad, but he had never met Zhongyuanzhong before. Completely complete, with a happy appearance without any worries.

I didn't expect to see Zhongyuan Zhongye happy for the first time, but he also lost all his memories in Zhongyuanzhong and returned to the original moment.

Osamu Dazai thought about it, and felt a little sad, a little emotional, and a little vaguely guilty for a while.

"Are you sad?" Zhongya Nakahara asked suddenly, his blue eyes were like two beautiful glass beads, staring at Osamu Dazai without blinking, "I feel like you are unhappy."

"It's nothing sad." Osamu Dazai put aside all his emotions, smiled and squeezed Chuya Nakahara's fingers, "Everything is over, I am very happy now."

"Hmm..." Zhong Yuanzhong didn't answer either, but pondered for a moment.

He suddenly raised his head, took Dazai Osamu's hand, and kissed his palm.

"Kiss, you won't be sad." Nakahara Chuya narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I will always be by your side, Dazai Osamu, don't be sad."

"Okay." Osamu Dazai felt his eye sockets a little hot, and rubbed Nakahara Chuya's hair with a smile, "I won't be sad, because Chuya has always been by my side."

Over the head of Chuya Nakahara, Osamu Dazai could see Osamu Dazai and Chuya Nakahara of the main world waving at him.

He smiled at them lightly, his eyes were calm, but there was a little indescribable sadness in his heart.

It's all really settled.

Osamu Dazai thought in his heart.

Zhongyuan Zhong also came back, and Shuanghei from the main world who was summoned by him was also leaving.

He came and went, stayed and stayed, but fortunately in the end, Zhongyuan Zhongye was still able to stay by his side.

……

Losing all the memories means that all of Chuya's previous fighting skills have disappeared.

Osamu Dazai thought that Chuya Nakahara who would not kick people into the wall was not the real Chuya Nakahara, so he put down his own business and spent a whole day with Chuya Nakahara in the training ground.

After a whole day, the only feeling in Dazai Osamu's mind is——

The Central Plains is also the Central Plains.

Even if he loses his memory, he is still Chuya of the Central Plains.

After seeing Nakahara Nakahara kick a sandbag with innocent eyes, lift an iron ball of hundreds of kilograms effortlessly, and successfully almost crush the dynamometer, Osamu Dazai finally realized that even Nakahara Nakahara He has also lost all his memories, and those fighting instincts deep in his bones will still not change.

Even if he doesn't remember anything, he can still violently hammer ten strong men twice his size into the wall.

There is no problem with physical fitness, but when it came time to test the ability, something went wrong.

For some reason, Zhongyuan Zhong just refused to use his own supernatural ability to manipulate gravity.

"Chuya, why don't you want to?" Osamu Dazai squatted down and looked into Nakahara Chuya's eyes, and said very patiently, "You must know that your supernatural power is a very powerful thing, and it can be used when you are in danger. It is very important to learn to control it when it saves you directly.”

Nakahara also pursed his lips tightly, looked at Osamu Dazai, but shook his head stubbornly, his attitude of non-cooperation was extremely obvious.

"...Then give me a reason." Osamu Dazai sighed softly, "Why are you so resistant to your own supernatural powers? You have never had such emotions before."

"I don't like it." Nakahara finally spoke, and for the first time in his icy blue eyes showed some sharp danger and outright disgust, which made Osamu Dazai almost seem to see the person who always liked it many years ago. Nakahara Chuya who did it to him.

"It's your supernatural ability." Osamu Dazai has never run out of patience with Chuya Nakahara, "You have to learn to cooperate with it, learn to control it, and let it work for you."

"...No." Chuya Nakahara stubbornly shook his head, no matter what Osamu Dazai said, he just refused to let go.

Osamu Dazai sighed softly, feeling a sudden pain in his head: "Chuya..."

Why did he suddenly have a weird feeling that he was raising a child?Obviously Zhong should also be his lover.

"Well...then you don't practice if you don't practice." Osamu Dazai thought for a while, and finally said, "When you go out, just let Odasaku accompany you, so that ordinary dangers will not hurt you. you."

"No, I will personally accompany you when you go out." Osamu Dazai suddenly thought of something, and immediately corrected his original words, "Although my supernatural powers do not belong to the combat department, if I want to protect you, I will accept you." A little injury is not a big deal."

"No." Sure enough, Zhongyuan Zhongye spoke again very coldly, and said two words.

"Oh, but you don't want to use your supernatural ability." Dazai Osamu pretended to be a little sad and sighed, "In that case, I can only sacrifice myself to protect you."

"I don't like it." Nakahara finally spoke again, he took Dazai Osamu's hand and pulled him to a corner of the training ground, "Look."

"What do you want me to see?" Dazai Osamu squatted down, and only then saw a small opening on the extremely solid wall of the training room.

He was a little surprised: "You did this? Have you already used your supernatural power?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent, but finally nodded: "This."

He pointed to the opening on the wall, and then slowly said: "This one is exactly the same as the one I've seen before."

"I've seen it before. The wound you suffered in the ruins is also like this big hole."

"So you don't want to use the ability?" Osamu Dazai's eyes moved, "Because...you are afraid of hurting me?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also tightened his mouth again, but the truth has been revealed.

Osamu Dazai sighed softly, and then took Nakahara Chuya into his arms.

"You don't have to worry about hurting me." Osamu Dazai whispered in his ear, "I know you won't do that. Chuya, you once promised not to let me die, and you will always protect me , I trust you too."

"Can't you trust yourself yet?"

Nakahara lay quietly in Dazai Osamu's arms, as if thinking, and nodded slowly after a while.

"I will protect you." He said word by word, "I will not let you die."

"Ah."

Osamu Dazai responded with a smile, but in a place that could not be seen in the Central Plains, some tears suddenly flashed from the corners of his eyes.

……

Because he was afraid that Chuya Nakahara didn't know anything and might hurt himself in normal times, Osamu Dazai bought a small apartment on purpose and took Chuya Nakahara to live in it together.

In fact, Osamu Dazai could have bought a whole villa, but he didn't choose that.It's not because there is no money, but because the two of them live together. Osamu Dazai prefers the kind of small and cozy house like when he and Nakahara Nakaya were partners.

"Zhong Ye, slow down, don't run too fast." As soon as he entered the house, Zhong Yuan Zhong was like a curious child, looking around and running around in each room.Holding a stack of plates in his hand, Osamu Dazai couldn't help exhorting.

"Don't worry, Osamu Dazai." Nakahara Chuya's speech is no longer as wordy as before, and it is much more fluent, "I won't get hurt."

As soon as he finished speaking, his knee hit the foot of the bed in the bedroom.

The bed was made of wood, and before the mattress was put on it, it was sharp and hard, and it easily knocked a bloodstain on Zhongye's calf.

"...Chuya, are you alright?" Osamu Dazai put down the things in his hands almost immediately, and rushed over in a hurry.

"It's okay." Although Nakahara Nakaya sometimes has a mind like a child, his pain tolerance seems to be a continuation of the self before he lost his memory. He never cried out for pain when he was injured, "I'm okay, it's nothing event."

"It's all bleeding, it's nothing serious." Dazai Osamu's eyes were a little cold, he took Nakahara Chuya's hand and led him to the sofa, let him sit obediently, and then turned around to look for the medical box at home.

"Osamu Dazai." Nakahara sat obediently on the sofa, keenly sensing that Osamu Dazai seemed a little unhappy, and said tentatively.

"What are you doing?" Osamu Dazai took the medical kit, walked to the edge of the sofa, knelt down and carefully studied the wound on Nakahara Chuya's calf.

"Why are you wearing so many bandages?" Zhong Yuanzhong also asked curiously.

"My hobby." Osamu Dazai smiled lightly, took out alcohol, and while disinfecting Nakahara Chuya's wound, he replied, "Because I committed suicide too many times and left too many marks on my body, If you don't cover it up, it won't look good. After the wound healed, it became a simple habit."

"Oh..." Zhongyuan Zhong also replied thoughtfully, "Osamu Dazai."

"Huh?" Osamu Dazai took out a bandage and uttered a monosyllabic inquiry.

The posture of the two of them reminded him of a long time ago, when he and Chuya Nakahara were still partners, one day when Chuya Nakahara was on a mission, he was accidentally stabbed in the ribs by the enemy.

Osamu Dazai was also in this posture, half kneeling on the ground, helping Nakahara to bandage.

It's just that Zhongyuan Zhong at that time was not as quiet as it is now, but while enjoying his service with peace of mind, he cursed and said that if his information could be faster at that time, he would not be injured.

Osamu Dazai remembered that he just tied the last knot of the bandage at that time, and when he heard this sentence, he immediately tore the bandage hard, and smiled coldly while listening to Nakahara Nakaya's painful grunt.

It's just that now, he doesn't do anything like this anymore.

"Osamu Dazai." Chuya Nakahara suddenly spoke again, breaking the silence, "Why do I feel... this scene seems familiar?"

"Déjà vu?" Osamu Dazai's eyes quickly showed a little excitement, but he immediately suppressed it again, "Why does it seem deja vu? Today is the first day we moved here."

"No, it's not the familiarity of this house." Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "It's just this posture, what you are doing... I always feel that before, at what moment , You seem to have bandaged me like this."

"Really." Osamu Dazai smiled, covering up the complicated emotions on his face, "Then can you still remember clearly?"

"No." Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his head very honestly, "But I remember, I seemed to want to hug you very much."

"What about now?" Osamu Dazai bandaged the wound and tied a beautiful bow at the end, but he didn't stand up, but maintained that half-squatting position, half-raised his head and looked at Nakahara Chuya, " How do you feel now?"

"Now..." Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned and thought for a moment, then answered without hesitation, "I still want to hug you now."

Osamu Dazai couldn't hold back, and tightly hugged Nakahara Chuya into his arms.

……

"Chuya Nakahara's memory... is it possible to recover?" Osamu Dazai asked slowly into the phone.

"Can it be recovered? I'm not sure." Bai Lan on the opposite side seemed to be doing something on the computer, and the sound of typing on the keyboard came to Osamu Dazai's ears through the phone.

Bai Lan on the opposite side thought for a moment, and then said: "According to your original logic, recovery should be impossible. But I haven't encountered such a thing, so I can't really make a conclusion."

"In fact, there is a possibility. After all, you also said before that the Central Plains is the existence of the seal of the gods. Logically speaking, those memories that have disappeared should not have completely evaporated, but are hidden deep in his body. Somewhere in the brain, it was previously hidden because the personality was forced to disappear."

"If I have to say... I think it's possible for his memory to recover, that is, at a certain point in time, those things hidden deep in the brain will come back to the surface and be read by his cerebral cortex. But This possibility is probably very small, and I don't know if it will happen."

"Okay, thank you." What Bai Lan said was not very specific, but it was enough for Osamu Dazai.

He thanked him and hung up the phone.

"Dazai, I have something to tell you." The door of the office was opened, and Nakahara, who was wearing a normal uniform, walked in step by step.

The subordinates in the corridor have long been familiar with Zhong Yuanzhong who appears from time to time, and let him go directly into the leader's office.

"What's the matter?" Dazai Osamu saw Nakahara Chuya, his face softened, showing a little softness, and asked patiently, "Has Chuya encountered anything?"

"It's not like something happened..." Nakahara Chuya seemed to be a little hesitant and entangled this time. He thought for a moment, and then he said, "I looked up from downstairs and saw the edge of the roof."

"Then I don't know why, but I suddenly felt very painful here." Zhong Yuan put his palm on his chest and said word by word, "It hurts, it hurts, it feels like I'm about to die."

"Why is this so?" He raised his head and looked at Osamu Dazai, his eyes were ignorant and puzzled, "I've obviously never seen that roof, but when I looked up before, I suddenly felt so sad."

"Dazai, am I sick? Is there something wrong with me?"

"...No, there is nothing wrong with you." Dazai Osamu hugged Nakahara Chuya, folded his palms on top of his, feeling the steady heartbeat in his chest, "This is normal, Nakahara Chuya .”

"You're gradually remembering the past, that's why your heart hurts so much."

"What happened in the past?" Nakahara Nakaya was puzzled, "Then why do I feel sad? Did something bad happen in the past?"

"If that's the case... then should I remember what happened before?"

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, suppressed the complex emotions that were crazily growing inside, and finally opened his mouth slowly, and said in the same very complicated tone: "Chuya, I don't know either."

……

Should Chuya's memory be restored?

Osamu Dazai knew that those things that happened in the past were not pleasant to Chuya Nakahara, and could even be called painful, but facing the situation where Chuya Nakahara's memory was about to recover, he suddenly felt at a loss.

On the one hand, what Osamu Dazai has always wanted is Chuya Nakahara who has recovered his memory, because Chuya Nakahara has been his partner and partner all along.

But on the other hand, this ignorant and naive Zhongya Zhongya is also his Zhongya Chuya, and compared to the original Zhongya Chuya, the current Zhongyuan Chuya is also more carefree, without so many scruples and worries. Worried and naive, it almost brought tears to my eyes.

Osamu Dazai doesn't want the present Zhongyuan Chu to disappear, and he doesn't want Zhong Yuan Chu to remember the things that made him sad in the past.

"It's really a complicated matter." Osamu Dazai raised his head, looked at the ceiling of his office, sighed softly, and then smiled wryly, "It's all because of me, because of my greed, because I'm also interested in Zhong s damage."

But no matter what Osamu Dazai was thinking in his heart, the recovery of Nakahara Chuya's memory seemed inevitable.

This is not something that Dazai Osamu can control.All he can do is to quietly watch the daily changes in the Central Plains.

……

If you want to talk about it carefully, the day that Zhongyuan Zhongya really recovered his memory was in the evening.

Osamu Dazai got off work as usual, and when he returned home from the port mafia, he saw Nakahara Nakaya lying on the sofa waiting for him as usual.

"I'm back." Osamu Dazai smiled and rubbed Chuya Nakahara's head. Looking at Chuya Nakahara's small body nestled in the sofa, it was as if he saw a light and cute animal. kitten.

"You're back." Zhong Yuan raised his head almost immediately, his eyes filled with joy.

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai smiled again, feeling that this Nakahara Chu is more like a kitten than before, cute and cute.

"Go and wash your hands first." He scratched the tip of Nakahara Chuya's nose very affectionately, and said softly, "I'll go prepare the meals, and we'll have dinner in a while."

"Okay!" Zhong Yuan quickly jumped up from the sofa, stepped on his slippers and walked into the bathroom.

Dazai Osamu was not a person who knew how to cook, but since he and Nakahara Nakaya moved into the same room, Dazai Osamu had a sudden whim and decided to learn such a craft.

Facts have proved that although Osamu Dazai may not have the talent to cook, at least the food he cooks tastes good. After several times of practice, he can occasionally get praise and praise from Chuya Nakahara.

After Osamu Dazai prepared the simple meals and put them on the table, he looked around the table, only to find that Nakahara Chuya did not appear.

"It's strange...does it take so long to wash your hands?" Dazai Osamu murmured to himself, walked out of the restaurant and walked to the door of the bathroom.

He knocked on the door lightly a few times and asked, "Chuya? What happened? Do you need me to come in and help?"

"...Don't come in." Nakahara Chuya's voice sounded calm and mature through the door, "Osamu Dazai, stay outside the door for me, and don't step in."

... This is not the original Central Plains Chuya.

Osamu Dazai suddenly felt dizzy, and with the dizzy feeling, he suddenly realized one thing——

Chuya Zhongyuan recovered his memory.

And then what?

Osamu Dazai stood straight at the door of the bathroom, as if he was frozen there, even his expression became numb.

What's next?

Will Zhongyuan Zhong also rush out and beat him up?Or would he just open the door coldly and walk out of the apartment, never wanting to see him again?

Osamu Dazai suddenly felt the fear that he had not seen for a long time like a poisonous snake, crawling up from his tailbone, crawling over his spine, and entangled around his neck, opening his bloody mouth and spitting out bright red snake letters.

Nakahara Chuya, who had no memory before, and Dazai Osamu had no difficulty getting along with him, and Dazai Osamu firmly believed that Nakahara Chuya, who was like a blank sheet of paper, would eventually become his.

But now... Zhong Yuanzhong has also recovered his original memory.

After remembering what happened before and realizing all the things he did, can Nakahara really be able to walk with him?

Osamu Dazai clenched his teeth, feeling his fingernails dug deeply into the flesh of his palm.

He couldn't be sure.

He wasn't even sure.

The door of the bathroom suddenly made a sound, and Nakahara appeared behind the door, just as Dazai remembered, with a calm look on his brow.

"Chuya, I..." Osamu Dazai didn't know what to say for a while, and the words dragged on into an unnerving silence.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked straight at him without saying a word, but his eyes were straightforward and direct.

Osamu Dazai felt as if he was going through the biggest test in his life, he swallowed lightly, feeling his heart beating like thunder.

Osamu Dazai lowered his head, not daring to look at the expression on Nakahara Chuya's face at this moment.

"...Fool." A helpless sigh came from above his head, Osamu Dazai raised his head in surprise, but was suddenly embraced by a warm embrace.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hugged him tightly, nestled in his arms, and a smiling voice rang in his ears: "Fool, I won't let you die."

Osamu Dazai felt the tip of his nose sore, and stretched out his hand to hug Nakahara Chuya tightly.

Even if a person walks through the dark abyss alone, walks through the thorny path, struggles to survive from the nightmares in the middle of the night, and soaks in despair and the never-ending cycle of time and space.

But in this world, there is always someone who is willing to come to you.

Time flies, time flies, and when you look back suddenly, that person is still waiting for you with a smile in the dimly lit place.

Fortunately, you are still willing to come to my side.

Fortunately, we can still go on forever.

The happiest thing in life is nothing more than this.