As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

Editor Xiaoshan was in the conference room listening to his colleagues in the next department read the proposal that made him drowsy. After all, this project has nothing to do with him.Pulling him here is probably just to make up the number. He was so bored that he thought he might as well go back to review the manuscript, or secretly chat with the teachers.

He put one hand under the table, and simply opened the phone to enter the mailbox. He remembered that he was only halfway through discussing the manuscript with a certain young writer in charge. He didn’t know whether he had sent the email, so he opened the sent email and reconfirmed. .

In a long list, he saw a message that he had no impression of.

It was sent to Mr. Inai.

"Strange..." He looked up at his colleagues on the stage, unable to believe his eyes, suspecting that he had received wrong feedback, he opened the email and checked it repeatedly.

His appointment with Inai-sensei was clearly at five o'clock.

But what he wrote in the email was——

"Sorry, the time has changed. Is it okay to adjust the time to meet the teacher at one o'clock in the afternoon?"

Countless possibilities danced wildly on the top of his skull, and he only felt his heart beating - this was not a message from him at all.

As soon as he thought of this possibility, he couldn't sit down in the meeting room for a second. Fortunately, it was only a small meeting room without a leader, so he got up immediately, moving too quickly, and the stool made a loud noise. People looked at him one after another, his face flushed, he said "Sorry, it's urgent", he pulled up his coat from the chair and rushed out the door.

He left the meeting room and kept calling Inai-sensei.

"No one answered, how could there be no one answering? Damn it." His fat body ran down the stairs quickly, making a rattling sound. He didn't care. He hoped that the other party was busy and didn't hear it. his phone.

By coincidence, he dialed another person's phone.

The bell rang in the office, his face faded, and he heard the sound - Xiao Lin's mobile phone kept vibrating on his desk and rang harshly.

"Where is Editor Kobayashi?" He asked the people around him.

The other party buried his head in reading the manuscript, but he raised his head when he was asked this question, and after thinking about it, he told him: "...So, I haven't seen him for a while, so he ran home to take care of the children, right? "

An omen of disaster coming fell on Editor Xiaoshan. He kept calling, but still no one answered.

Until his bulky body struggled to reach the gate of the police station.His clothes were drenched with sweat, and his coat was still draped over his arms.

He was bearing the weight of a life, and his shoulders, which were not straight at all, collapsed, looking a little slumped.

"—I want to call the police."

……

……

I have thought that if the phone is dialed, I will call for help immediately without saying anything else.But now I can only leave a message, so the call for help cannot be conveyed in the first time.

I think it's too late, everything is too late.My life is destined to end here.

The message has already beeped, this urging is very annoying, I don't know what to say at all, so I just call my name first.

"Mr. Dazai."

It is better to say something than to say something.

My brain is running at a speed I never imagined -

First of all, confession is absolutely not allowed.In the death message left at the moment of life and death, it was actually a show of love?It's so vile and disgusting that it's despicable.It is definitely not something to be remembered for the living.Unless I hate him so much, it's a venomous curse on the living, and I'll linger on him until I enter the grave.

Then it occurred to me that he'd be liked by women even after I died, so forget it, don't make him remember me—wait, that's an arrogant idea, why should he remember me?

"Mr. Dazai." I said his name again.The words I uttered were like a spell, pulling me back from the brink of powerlessness, and letting me make my final confession.

Then just say something.

I thought, just as usual.

Instead of saying things that burden you, I remind myself, say something nice and enjoyable to listen to, something to celebrate.

""The Virgin" was shortlisted for the top ten works in the competition. Mr. Dazai helped me a lot during the revision process. If I win the prize..." I thought I was aiming for the second prize, "There are more than 1 yuan in shopping discount coupons , Mr. Dazai, take it and buy something you want to eat."

He likes crab, he likes wine, and besides that he has a soft spot for some junk food - he actually eats very little, but I know he likes it.There is a kind of childish eagerness in him, as if he is maintaining a kind of reservedness to the outside world, deliberately staying away from some things he likes, but as long as I notice the slightest sign, I can't help but want to spoil him and like him Give him everything.

"I think hot spring travel is hopeless, No.1 is really difficult." I sniffed and complained to him: "Summer is coming to an end, this year's Gion Festival has already been missed, if other places It would be nice if there are celebrations to catch up with, but I think there is a high probability that we will have to wait until next year."

"After Dazai-san said that, I also want to see the mikoshi-carrying."

It would be great if someone could accompany him to watch the mikoshi parade next year.Under the brightly lit night, under the lightly shadowed mountains, the shouting parade/carriers, the people carrying the sedan chairs are shining with human brilliance, and can irrigate every onlooker's vitality like running water, let him also give him some , I hope he will not dislike the sweaty masculinity.

"I really want to travel to Kyoto, I want to go to Kiyomizu Temple. Autumn is coming soon, I really want to go to the lakeside surrounded by maple forests, and drag a boat leisurely in the lake of maple forests in full swing. I really look forward to looking at the distant mountains and temples on the boat with rippling water It must be hazy and extremely romantic—I used to want to settle in Kyoto. In fact, I can also go to Osaka. I am ashamed to say that I have never been to the castle tower.” I boldly said that I rarely The long sentence said: "I think I can take a lot of photos, and I can also use it as a source for the next novel."

He even asked me about the idea of ​​the novel a few days ago, and I had no face to tell him that I hadn’t written a single word, and I didn’t want to be regarded as a lazy and sloppy person, so can I save my image a little bit?At least I am trying to think about my future and how to work.

"Actually, it's nothing very important." I tried to conclude: "I accidentally said so much while leaving a message. By the way, don't forget the bento box, because I borrowed it from Sato, and I have to return it." For him. You can keep the book you borrowed from me, and I bought the same copy."

Actually no, I think he can do whatever he wants with that book, if he is willing to keep it, I will remember it for five years.

It’s a pity that I didn’t have the chance to know what he thought the ending of the comedy would be. It’s okay not to mention it, but now that I think about it, I really care about it—it’s clearly a matter of life and death, and I’m still thinking about the ending of a romance novel. What it looks like is so stupid that it can't be added.

I thought I was going to cry, I was ready for the cool liquid to run down my face, but I kept thinking about something that would give me courage, something pleasurable, like fear For children who get injections, their parents will comfort them and tell them to "think about something fun and happy". I used to sneer at this kind of behavior, but now I understand that this is indeed a great spiritual escape. Law.

Because I was so preoccupied with him that my sense of fear was dulled.

I'm so ashamed that I don't think of anything else.I was honestly thinking about this person, and I was still full of interest. It seemed that I was already mentally drunk.

I was still checking for omissions and filling in vacancies, and I said: "There is one more thing that is not very important."

This time I'm going to miss the appointment, so I have to tell him in advance.

"Egg purchase restrictions in supermarkets have been canceled this month."

Of course it is fake, and it is said that it will be sold for the whole of September - but I don't think he will know.

"You don't have to wait for me, I was really grateful before."

What else do people say when they chat?Is it the weather?

"The weather has been erratic recently, Mr. Dazai, please refrain from getting into the water or something, and don't get sick."

It's a pity, I want to say I hope he doesn't do it again, but I'm not qualified to discipline him, nor anyone else.I said it very tactfully, I hope he doesn't think it's good for me to meddle in my own business, but he has such a good personality, even if he hates me, he probably won't say anything out of concern for my face, wait, this is not moral kidnapping ?You are too bad.

My language began to become confused, and words became barren and scarce. If possible, I would like to give him the best blessings in the world, and hope that his life will always be sunny.

It doesn't matter if it's not me, anyone can at least be friends with him, whether it's a man or a woman, or a lover, and a lover is even better. If he is happy, let him live longer and make up for all the unhappiness in the past. In the following life, let him smile for a long time, it doesn't matter if he smiles at me, anyone is fine, in short, don't make him sad.If possible, please someone to take away my happiness and give it to him. He always seems to have a hard time enjoying himself.

These are all my imaginations. In fact, as long as he lives better, he can do whatever he wants. There is no need to follow the rules. But at least, I hope someone will tell him "you are such a good person".That person must not hesitate to miss the opportunity like me, don't be cowardly like me, be smarter, don't always guess his mind wrong like me, don't cause trouble for him like me.

I spoke very slowly and hesitatingly.It turned out that the voicemail was so long, it was enough for me to spit out all my thoughts.

My inductive ability is really poor. I don’t understand what I said before, I only talk nonsense in my heart, and I can’t say clever and flattering words. Even if I have all kinds of thoughts and blessings, they are all compressed into one sentence when they slip into my mouth. Dry words——

"I hope Mr. Dazai can always maintain a good mood, goodbye."

If possible, I really want to go to the summer festival with you.