Supernatural ability spring flowers and autumn fall

Qiu also looked at the familiar young man in front of him, and softly called his name: "Dazai..."

Dazai was still dressed as usual, with a white shirt and black suit inside, and a black windbreaker that reached down to his calf on the outside.Unlike Qiu Ye who is now covered in blood, his body is very neat.No blood, not even messy folds, just like his usual bookstore attire.

Qiu didn't know where Dazai lived, but seeing that he often came to the bookstore with him, he guessed that Dazai's residence was not too far away.The commotion in Old Book Lane yesterday should have been so loud that no one dared to come over until now, and now there are corpses lying all over the ground.

From the moment he woke up until now, his mind was chaotic and confused.The recovery of memory is the reason on the one hand, and the other reason is that he can't believe it, and he doesn't dare to think about it. The people he has known around him in the past three years—the customer who passed by the bookstore to buy books, Grandpa Yasuo who exists as a relative, and who exists as a friend The existing Osamu Dazai and Sakunosuke Oda may leave his side forever.

All the guests I knew were lying on the ground in the old book alley, and left forever; Mr. Oda is a mafia, a very good mafia, and now he must have his own mission or mission at work; Grandpa Yasuo is missing , life and death are unknown, grandpa was still seriously injured when he fainted yesterday.

But now, he saw his good friend, standing in front of him intact, as if he was not affected by this fluctuation.

Ying Tingqiu also felt that one of the stones hanging in his heart fell to the ground. He couldn't help but stepped forward, hugged the boy who was two years older than himself in front of him, stood on tiptoe, and buried his chin on his shoulders.

"It's great that you're fine, Dazai..."

This is the reliance of complete trust shown by seeing familiar people after extreme insecurity.At dusk, the sun moved inch by inch towards the west underground. In the corner of the old book alley, a boy in a western-style windbreaker and a boy in a traditional kimono hugged each other. Their different dressing styles made this hug extra special. do not match.

This hug lasted for quite a while, and when Qiu Ye came back to his senses, he found that the body of the little friend under his hug was a little stiff.

He hurriedly let go: "Sorry, I'm covered in blood now..."

Being hugged by a person who smells like blood, the smell must be uncomfortable.

Dazai, who was hugged suddenly at the beginning, was stunned for a moment, and when Shuya was about to let go, he raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, letting him lie back on his shoulder.

"I don't mind this smell. If you need a shoulder, I can lend you a little longer." After all, his recent mission involves dealing with the items of mafia accomplices who died in the war, and he often smells like corpses. This bloody smell is still acceptable. endured.

And this hug should be given to this boy in advance, otherwise what he said later might directly make him collapse.

The boy in black with bandages thought of the news he found a few days ago, his kite-colored eyes darkened.

"...Thank you." Qiu Ye hugged for a while.Looking at the setting sun more and more, he said: "You have to go back, the mafia will come out at night, it will not be safe."

"What about you?" Dazai asked in a low voice, because of the hug, the voice was very close.

Qiu Ye hesitated for a while, and said, "I can, can I trouble you one more thing?"

"Ok?"

"Could you please take me in tonight..." It was almost dark, and Yingting second-hand bookstore had been destroyed and he couldn't go back.Once it gets dark, there is a high probability that this side, which is considered to have no living people, will become a battleground between mafia gangs again, so he who stays here must have only a dead end.

He hasn't confirmed where his grandfather is yet, and he can't die yet.

Moreover, the memory he recovered not long ago also told him that when he was still young, he told another person who left him the notebook that he wanted to live.

Even if there was only a slight chance, he wanted to survive, so he asked this little friend he had known for more than a year for help.

"..." Dazai was silent, and didn't reply him immediately.

No one spoke, and the environment became quiet. They could only hear each other's breathing because they were very close.

Qiu also became nervous, his hands involuntarily grasped the windbreaker on Dazai's back, and he said again: "You said before, you want me to go to your house to cook for you, and now I can't refuse."

"Okay," Dazai pulled Shuya out of his arms, looked down at the boy with special light blue eyes and nervous expression, his thoughts were a little complicated, "but you can't regret it later."

Shuya looked at Dazai's delicate, youthful face, and nodded.He heard himself reply in this way.

"Well, I won't regret it."

The last ray of sunlight sank into the ground, and Yokohama ushered in the night.

…………

Shu also followed Osamu Dazai to his house.He originally thought that Dazai's residence should be near the second-hand bookstore, but in fact it was quite far away.After dark, they walked two or three blocks from Old Book Lane to a relatively bustling area, following the light of the street lamps, before arriving at the apartment building where Dazai's family lived.

Qiu is also very fortunate that they did not encounter any incidents of struggle along the way, otherwise it would be really dangerous for the two of them to be minors walking on the road in Yokohama after dark.

After entering the room, Dazai took off the windbreaker that was draped over his shoulders and hung it on the clothes rail at the door, and Qiuya became restrained belatedly.

Dazai's house is very different from their Sakurani family's house. Their house has always kept the old Japanese style, and the bedroom is still traditional tatami. Even Shuya and Yasuo grandpa are usually wearing kimonos.Dazai's home is a combination of black and white, with a minimalist decoration style.

He looked down at himself, the kimono on his body was splattered with blood, which was stained by Grandpa Yasuo when he was injured.His hands and the cuffs of the kimono were also smeared with blood, because he tried to cover his grandfather's wound the day before.

Kind of want to wash my hands, and take off this suit...

Qiu also felt that his dirty body was incompatible with this clean house, but it would be rude to do such things when he just entered someone's house, so he began to look down at his feet in a daze.

"Afterwards, what are your plans?" Dazai, who walked ahead and loosened his tie, looked back at Shuya, and asked casually.

Shuya blinked, looked up at Dazai and said, "Tomorrow, I'll go back to the bookstore to find Grandpa. I didn't see Grandpa's body today, so he's probably still alive. I'll take him after I find it." Go find a day laborer..."

The two are trying to survive together.

"That old man," Dazai interrupted Qiu's words, his voice was very soft, as if comforting the young man in front of him: "The words of that old man are already dead."

"..." For a moment, Shuya's whole body was stiff, and he stared at Dazai in front of him with wide eyes.The bandaged boy in front of him turned his back to the French windows of his house, and behind him was the endless night of Yokohama.When he said this, he didn't have any expression on his face, he simply stated the fact to Shuya.

Qiu Ye actually guessed that at that time, Grandpa was injured so badly that the bullet directly pierced his neck, causing the artery to rupture.And what he saw at that time, like the countdown to life, distorted red numbers, all proved that Grandpa Yasuo could not be alive when he woke up after a day of coma.

But he really didn't see the body, he just guessed like that, deceiving himself like this.

Tears began to accumulate in the eye sockets, and when they were full, they flowed out, slid across Qiuya's cheeks, and dripped onto the floor of Dazai's house.

"Is this what you look like when you cry? It's really pitiful and cute." A whisper came from his ear, the tone was very gentle, and the tears on his face were wiped off with one hand, it was Dazai.

"However," the hand pressing on Qiuya's face became stronger, and Dazai's tone changed: "Although it's pitiful, there are still some things that I need to let you know, Qiuya."

他 说:

"The organization that attacked your bookstore is a gang of the Yokohama Mafia—GSS."

It was the first time that Shuya, who had heard more detailed information about gangsters, raised his head and looked at Dazai.

"But, although you know who caused it," Dazai said again, "you can't take revenge, because that organization has been completely wiped out."

"It should be said that the GSS was wiped out before it attacked the second-hand bookstore. The rest are the surviving mad dogs, looking for the enemies of the organization, planning to die together."

"And the owner of your bookstore, the old man you call grandpa, Yasuo Sakuraba, is one of the enemies of the GSS organization."

Ying Tingqiu was also shocked, with an expression of disbelief on his face, looking at Dazai in front of him.

I saw the black-haired boy with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, and said again: "Because that Yasuo Sakuraba was an important member of the Mafia gang, the Takase Society more than 30 years ago."

"As for Yasuo Sakuraba, when he was still in the Takase Society, he was alone as the leader of the commando team, and he wiped out all the members of a GSS team by himself."

"Are you surprised, Qiuya?"

The author has something to say: Surprised!Why do you think it's a 'book', no, it's a notebook

I wouldn't give Qiu Ye such a powerful cheat when he has such ordinary abilities, after all, it's very dangerous.

感谢在2020-10-1220:11:22~2020-10-1306:01:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of lazy addiction;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!