As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

Yosano Akiko rushed to the hospital as soon as she received the news.

Her friendship with Wu Yishi is not deep, but there is no conflict.On the way here, she had already learned the ins and outs of the incident from Atsushi Nakajima's phone call.

She met Atsushi Nakajima at the elevator entrance. Seeing that he was here instead of upstairs, she worried again whether it was an emergency.

So after the two entered the elevator, they asked Yosano Akiko directly:

"How's the situation?"

She knew that she was an option for emergencies. As long as the charcoal burning poisoning was rescued in time, there would be no problems left.

But no one dared to bet, so she was very understanding.

"Just came out of the emergency room." Atsushi Nakajima's eyes fell on the floor number he just pressed, "It has been sent to the ward."

The elevator door opened, they strode forward, and Xie Ye discovered that there was actually a brand new unopened book in the boy's hand, as if afraid of being misunderstood, Atsushi Nakajima immediately said: "Mr. Dazai asked me to help him bought."

Xie Ye was hit by the hospital's incandescent light above her head, which made her uncomfortable. She asked, "Where is Dazai? Why did he ask you to buy books?"

"Buying books... I don't know why."

Dazai's whereabouts were not very special, but Atsushi Nakajima stopped for some reason.He thought he caught a mysterious and restrained emotion in the voice message that Dazai answered in the alcohol-smelling air, and he was also moved by this implicit emotion and was speechless.

It wasn't until he received Yosano Akiko's suspicious gaze that he came out of the daze.

"...Mr. Dazai is at the door of the ward." He said.

"Only at the door?" Yosano Akiko repeated, and her natural inspiration helped her pick out the key words.

When Yosano Akiko and Yosano Akiko heard what he said at first, they didn't think much about it.But in this kind of aftertaste and refinement, she realized something again. After she whispered "tsk", her high heels hit the floor and walked towards the ward.

Atsushi Nakajima, who came back to his senses, followed closely behind.

(Dr. Yosano's expression changed, why? Did she think of anything?)

……

……

I opened my eyes from the darkness.

The feeling of tightly clutching my heart has not been evacuated, as if someone is holding my heart and squeezing it from time to time.It was too bright in front of my eyes, and the pure white ceiling and blue curtain cloth first appeared in my hazy vision.

I seem to be saved.

I don't feel anything real yet, my body is not under my own command, I should be lying flat, I think I'm in the hospital.Who sent me here?Who called the police?

It's a terrible headache, like someone's hacksaw pulling through it over and over again, before finally giving you a slam with the handle.

"The patient is awake." It was the nurse's voice.

Then came the sound of sliding doors, footsteps, and shoes, which were clearly audible and familiar.I still don't feel like I'm sober, but I'm lucky to have my life back.

The man was beside me, and I wanted to move my body to see who it was, but I was completely unable to support myself to do this difficult and strenuous movement.

He stood there for a few seconds, as if planning to leave.

At this moment, an unrealistic guess rose in my heart.

Will it?Yes or no?Could it be what I thought?

My lips moved, trying to speak with great effort, but my throat seemed to be filled with sandpaper, and I couldn’t speak. I understood that this was because the symptoms left by burning charcoal hadn’t fully recovered. I moved my mouth, But he couldn't make a sound, like a magpie that has been dumbed down.

In the next second, a sand-colored hem appeared in my sight.

The voice of the youth seems to have appeared in my dream, like the peace of mind promised to me in the dream.

"Don't talk, take a good rest."

His voice was like an opened box, and the real feeling, joy and happiness contained in it surrounded me from all directions.

"I'm right here, it's okay to sleep for a while."

Like a wave of warmth swept away my consciousness, I relaxed and fell asleep again.

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……

I fell asleep like this, and when I woke up, it was already after dusk, and the night was approaching, and the sky showed a faded purple.The curtains beside my bed have been drawn, and I can just see the sky.

"good evening."

I turned my head, and Mr. Dazai was sitting on the chair next to my bed. He still looked as handsome as usual. He was sitting on a hospital chair with an aluminum base, leaning against the plastic back of the chair, with his back straight. One leg rests on top of the other, and above that, a book spread out on the thigh.

I thought, he might be reading a book just now, is he waiting for me?

——It turned out that it was not a dream I had when I was unconscious, but something that really happened.

After thinking of this fact, my exhausted body actually burst into strength.

I'm much better and I can talk now, albeit very softly.

"Mr. Dazai." I sound like a mosquito, I don't know what to say, after calling his name, there is no more words.

He didn't think I was annoying, but asked me patiently: "What's the matter, Yi Jun?"

It's great, I can still hear him call me Yi Jun.

"Mr. Dazai, were you reading just now?"

He said softly: "After all, Yijun has been sleeping all the time, and I'm bored too."

"Feel sorry."

He smiled instead: "Why do you have to apologize?"

I pulled the corner of the quilt embarrassingly, and asked, "What book is Mr. Dazai reading?"

Dazai held up the white cover in his hand, on it was the "My Magpie" I lent him, but his cover was pure white, which was different from the red one I lent him.

"I remember, didn't Mr. Dazai say that he has seen the ending? And... is this a new one?"

"Well, I asked Dun Jun to run for me just now." He said.

"Why?" I forgot that I was still a patient, and was purely curious about his behavior.

He closed the book, put down the raised leg, sat on the chair steadily, and replied: "Suddenly I want to relive a certain plot in it."

"Is that so..." I don't quite understand, maybe I have to go back and read that book carefully.

Dazai got up and walked to me, put the book on the bedside table, and asked me: "The doctor said that life is not in danger, but you still need to rest for a while, how do you feel now?"

"...It's okay." My consciousness gradually cleared up, and I asked, "Mr. Dazai, can you tell me what happened? How did everyone find me and how I was rescued..."

"Xiao Lin sent you an email using the email address of Editor Xiao Shan, and set a time for you to meet at [-]:[-] pm. Editor Xiao Shan found that there were more unknown emails in his mailbox, and he couldn't contact you and Xiao Lin at the same time—he just Call the police."

"What about Mr. Dazai?" Mr. Dazai has nothing to do with Editor Koyama.

He said, "Jin Jian came to me and told me that you were in danger."

"Where is today's sword?" I asked.

Dazai took out the dagger from his pocket, "It seems that too much power has been consumed and it has become a prototype."

These two days are almost the days when I will be sent to the shrine to replenish my spiritual power. The spiritual power reserves on Jinjian are indeed not enough. Presumably he sensed my danger, and he also used up his spiritual power.

"Thank you." I thanked him, but I didn't know if he could hear me now.

I have finished asking all the questions I want to ask, and there are no more topics between the two of them.He returned to the chair, he was not reading a book, but looking out the window at the still night.

But I remembered one thing, and that was my voicemail.

He should, hear me?

As if sensing what was on my mind, Dazai's long eyelashes trembled in the air, and he turned the chair around.With a bright smile, he said to me: "Yi Jun, have you already entered the top ten? Congratulations, it will be great if you can get a good ranking in the front row."

"Where...Mr. Dazai also helped me, and he specially used your time to accompany me to revise the article before." I said, "If I win the award, how can I enjoy this honor to myself."

He blinked: "So, is the shopping coupon really going to buy me what I want to eat? Isn't Yi Jun going to buy a computer?"

I pretended to be distressed: "Yeah... what should I do?"

Dazai smiled and said: "I have a recording of the phone call, but Yi Jun cannot go back on his word."

When he said it, I was stunned instead.

Yes, the phone recording can be saved separately, which means that no matter what I say, it will be kept.No, no, how could Mr. Dazai save my recording, he was just talking casually to amuse me.

I hid under the quilt and said in a muffled voice: "In this way, the first prize is actually better, and there is no need to worry about 'unequal distribution of spoils' when traveling in hot springs."

But I only dare to think about it, and I don't have the guts to invite him.

I am still very sleepy, chatting with him is always thinking of what to say, what is important to me is not the content of the chat.It was the existence of "Osamu Dazai", who would appear in this ward and chat with me.

Nothing makes me feel more special than this.

As if to distract me, he told me something about himself, life or work.I didn't ask him why he lost contact, at least he was willing to share part of his story with me, and I already felt satisfied.

I'm not in good spirits, and I don't think I've come out of the hangover so quickly.So he said, and I listened.

About a restaurant that tastes really bad, bad employers and extreme demands at work, or ridiculously expensive charges after accidentally smearing something on it.

Night fell quickly, and the sky turned a melancholy dark blue.

My eyelids were twitching, and I was about to fall asleep.

"Take a good rest." He said, and was about to leave.

"Mr. Dazai, you haven't picked up your book yet."

In the end he said——

"No need, I bought it for Yi Jun." He smiled softly, "Let's treat it as an exchange, Yi Jun's copy will be mine."