As a background board, I want to pursue Dazai

It was the first time ever that there was such a strong, emotional, palm-to-palm handhold like this.

I thought, in the process of the relationship between the two of us, all the actions were indifferent, reserved and people couldn't make a conclusion in my heart. Like this, I can feel the heat under the temperature of the palm on the spot. It was the first time that the waves surged.

I was like the child who was standing in front of the sidewalk for the first time and hesitated to move forward even when the light was green.

He was the first to speak.

Dazai-san's expression is a well-controlled smile - no matter how much or how little, it makes me worry.

"Want to go out?"

"Hmm." I thought, we've talked about this topic before, but I don't mind explaining it to him again: "I want to go to a place a little far away from home to relax."

"Is there a planned place?"

I shook my head.

He asked again, "How far are we going?"

When he said this, I don't know if it was my illusion, but the strength of holding my hand seemed to increase a little.

I don't know if he doesn't want to hear the word "far", but I really don't have the idea of ​​leaving. I looked into his eyes and told him honestly: "... the distance from the subway to three to four stops?"

"...Pfft." He let out a nasal laugh, and I daresay no one looked purer than him when he laughed.

"That's really far away," he said.

In the communication with him so far, I have gradually realized that Dazai is a person with a strange temper. It is impossible for me to describe it in words, but this strangeness does not make people feel uncomfortable. , will only make people cherish this innocent and sincere part of him even more.

For example, now, I can feel almost awkward retention.

——He seemed to want something from me, whether it was a guess or a peace of mind.

This realization just made me ecstatic.

I asked him, "Where's Mr. Dazai?"

My doubts are all in my mouth, what I want to ask is actually "why come to me", this sentence is full of another meaning "will you give me the exact answer that I have been waiting for".

But my wishful thinking has always been dumb with him, and this time must be no exception.

I sniffed the wind on the platform, waiting for his answer that beat around the bush again.

"—Because I want to see Yi Jun."

Even though the word "want to see" was almost smoothed out by the noise of the train that suddenly entered the station at this time, my ears still recorded this sentence well.

He said he wanted to see me.

This sentence and the noise of the train coming into the station are spinning in my cochlea.

My ears are buzzing, my head has turned into a ball of mud, and my thinking ability has completely collapsed. In the end, only my eyes and my vision are left, allowing me to engrave his face and expression on them.

"let's go."

He took my hand, whispered "Sorry" in my ear before I could react, and then held my shoulder——

The doors of the train opened, and I felt like I was being carried aboard by Dazai.

The car door closed slowly, blocking out the figure on the platform. I saw his expression from the reflection on the glass, and I turned my head to look at him.There were no empty seats in the car, everyone was busy with their own little worlds, and it was just us staring at each other, and I was short of breath, wishing time would stop.

"Where are we going?"

To be honest, my mind is full of the phrase "I want to see you". When I said this insincerely to change the subject, I felt my legs were weak.

"Anywhere," he said, "Is there anything you want to do?"

"……Have."

When the car entered the tunnel, there was a slight vibration, and the top of his hair trembled slightly.

"What does Yi Jun want to do?"

Thinking of the childish declaration I made when my brain was hot, before my brain had time to decide whether to say this sentence or not, my body took the first step——

I said dumbly: "...run away from home."

However, now I don't want to.

If the isolation I want is to push Dazai-san away, then I might as well not have it.

"Run away from home?" He asked me, "Do you mean you won't go back tonight?"

"...Yes." I felt embarrassed.

The two of us were leaning against the car door, standing face to face, he smiled softly, zooming infinitely in the space close by, he seemed very happy——I think.

"Just ran away from home aimlessly? Like a child who left home in a fit of anger." He laughed softly.

"No," I said, "I'm planning to go to the movies and then spend the night away."

"Is this the most rebellious behavior Yi Jun can think of?"

"Mr. Dazai—" I squeezed his palm to express my dissatisfaction, "I'm not an adolescent girl who is angry with my parents, can't I say it differently?"

"For example, the self-relaxation of adults on a whim?" He said, "Get off after four stops, there is a large theater there, open until late at night, so that no matter what show you watch, you will not be limited by time. If you want to watch nostalgic Movies, I know there's a late-night theater nearby."

"Has Mr. Dazai been there?"

After all, in my heart, he can no longer take off the label of staying up late.

"I've been there." He said with a smile, "I can do anything when I can't fall asleep, such as staring at the faces of actresses in nostalgic movies on the screen in a late-night theater, or eating popcorn with Coke box--"

He counts his unique nocturnal lifestyle.

"But I seldom hang out outside. The streets at night are much more boring than the streets during the day. There is nowhere for boring guys to hide in the dark. Unfortunately, most of them are boring guys...so It’s best to face the ceiling at home and seriously suffer from insomnia.”

After listening to him, I said, "...I thought Mr. Dazai would go to the bar late at night."

"No," he said, "I seldom stay out too late at the bar. I'm always there too early—"

"Like?"

"For example, in bed at night when I can't sleep, I think about how many hairs I have, how much dust is on the top of my refrigerator, and how many diamond patterns are printed on beer bottles... When I get tired, I open my eyes. Open your eyes and look at the ceiling, and then focus on insomnia." He said, "Get up at four or five in the morning, and then go to drink."

"Does this happen often?" I am a person with a relatively regular schedule, and I rarely even stay up late. It seems to me that it is unimaginable for him to use his body like this.

"Often," he said, "maybe."

Although he is young now and has good health, I am really worried that he will start to reap the consequences of squandering his body like this in a few years.But just saying it like this seemed to be preaching, and I was anxious, and I didn't know how to handle it properly.

He knew my uneasiness at a glance, and comforted me: "Pay attention to your body, right?"

I remembered how he had said on the phone earlier that he had been sleeping worse since something happened.

"Mr. Dazai mentioned on the phone before that the matter that affected your sleep... At that time, he said he would tell me next time." I said, "Can you tell me now?"

"Huh? I thought Yi Jun had forgotten about it long ago...but...as expected, let's wait until next time!"

What he said made me even more curious.

The words come back to the original point.

I still can't think of a reason why Mr. Dazai came to me so suddenly.

Did something happen to him?But looking at his expression, I can't see the clue.

It may have been a long time since the incident that affected him, he is already a master at restraining his emotions, how could I see the flaw?

Forget it, don't want that anymore.

but……

"Mr. Dazai just finished work, right? Have you eaten anything tonight?"

"Not yet, I have come all the way since I left the scene. The cold wind in November really made me feel worse. Just walking in the wind feels that a lot of energy has been taken away. To be honest, my stomach has already It's all - all - flat - I really want to eat some hot food - "

"Then, after we get off the bus and choose the movie tickets, shall we go eat?" I also suggested with a smile.

Rather, I also tasted very tasteless at the meal that night, and I didn't chew a few mouthfuls at the end. When he said this, the gluttons also started to make trouble.

"it is good."

……

……

"It seems that we came at a very unlucky time." I looked at the subtitles on the scrolling screen and the billboard next to it, "There are only three films and there are still scenes..."

Two of them are romance movies, and one is an action movie, but the action movie is two hours later, and I thought that was too late, and the timing was not right.

"It's a quarter past seven." Dazai looked at the two love movies on the board that were not too far apart in time. "One is a remake of a classic, and the other is an adaptation of a novel. Which one does Yi Jun want to watch?"

"What about the time?"

"It's about time."

Based on the principle that classic films are not easy to make mistakes, I made a decision: "Let's make a classic remake."

The time for the movie ticket is more than 40 minutes later, and it is still too late for us to go to the side to eat something.

Considering the sense of urgency, Dazai thought that eating simple would be fine. When I ordered, I felt that I was not so hungry, so I wanted to order a red bean soup with rice balls to fill my stomach.

He handed the menu back to the waiter, "Give us a set menu A."

The staple food in the set meal is parent-child rice bowl, served with pickled vegetables and chestnut Daifuku, and finally there is a bowl of red bean soup.

These things don't take too much effort. After serving the meal, he pushed the steaming red bean soup in front of me.

Dazai took apart the chopsticks: "I'm starting~"

I scooped up the red bean soup with a spoon and blew it. The first thing I felt in my mouth was the thick but not greasy sweetness. The hot food went down my throat, and my body warmed up after a few mouthfuls.The fragrant and glutinous rice balls have a thick texture, but it takes a lot of effort to chew, so I eat very slowly.

After finally swallowing this mouthful of rice balls and pouring another spoonful of red bean soup, I met Dazai's eyes.

"Yijun Yijun, is the red bean soup delicious? How about the texture of the rice balls? By the way, the chicken in Parent-Child Rice Bowl is super smooth and tender, which complements the texture of the rice."

For a while, I couldn't think of such a vivid description like him, so I just said dryly: "...It's delicious."

However, it is still necessary to taste it with your own mouth, so that this delicacy can be passed on.I thought about it this way, followed by a paper towel in one hand, and then lifted the spoon a little forward——

"...Would you like to try it?"

The author has something to say:

He went up.

Rare writing a night date, rubbing hands with excitement.

…As for what Dazai saw before, I will show a separate scene, which is also related to the following plot.

However, some sisters in the comment area also guessed it. In fact, it should be quite easy to guess, but it may be a little bit different from your guess.

I promised everyone before that I will definitely make up for it. Looking at the work these days, if I am not busy, I will write more.

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感谢在2020-09-2223:19:08~2020-09-2322:33:22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 who cast the mine: He Lai Resonance 21; 33213;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：332175瓶；初绛40瓶；羽川20瓶；情深、松鼠10瓶；雪之下ゆきのした5瓶；

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