[Wen Ye] A painful ability

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I turned off my mobile phone, leaned against the railing of the balcony, blowing the evening breeze, and watched the sunset like salted egg yolk.Nakaya came over, leaned against me in a posture similar to mine, and handed me a cigarette.

The smoke is looming around the fingertips and the corners of the mouth.Feeling bored, I violently put out the cigarette butt, and kissed Chuya sideways.

In the mouth there is a characteristic taste of tobacco.

Warm and bitter.

Zhong also gradually snatched the air, pulled my consciousness away little by little, until my eyes involuntarily flooded with water, Zhong also let go of the hands that were holding my head, and put his arms around my waist instead.

"Chuya..." After returning to normal, I lightly touched Chuya's earlobe.

We are very close to each other, so close that each other's breaths begin to fork and string together restlessly.

From the dim sunlight to the cold moonlight, the sweet smell spreads throughout the room.

I lay lazily on the bed/fiddling with my phone, and Nakaya came closer and kissed the corner of my mouth, patted my back comfortingly and said, "Don't worry."

"Hmm." I nodded slightly, and didn't want to mention it too much, although I would unconsciously become concerned.

It has been nearly ten days since the text message was successfully sent that day.

There is nothing but spam text messages in the mobile mailbox.

[Do you want to delete this message? ]

--Yes.

I choose to delete the text messages that have been sent, and put them in the trash can just like my emotions.

It's kind of ridiculous to say it, causing me to laugh out of the blue myself.

That's funny, the first time in two lives that I'm being emotional, which is really strange for a person like me.

Chuya sat up and hugged me who seemed to be going crazy.

"Then I'm going to consider dropping out of school." I pretended to be nonchalant and said to Zhong Ye with a smile. The deadline for graduation is approaching, which inevitably makes me feel a little pity and regretful, but life is still going on as usual, just like the sun is normal Rising, nothing.

Zhong also put away the unclear emotions in his eyes, just quietly squeezed my hand, and assured me solemnly, "I will be with you, my leader."

I laughed sincerely, "Work overtime together."

Other people's dating is a check-in of various dating holy places, and me and Zhong are different. When we feel tired at work, we look up and smile at each other.

What a social animal.

The social animals shed humble tears.

……

A new day, still unfinished work and a new job.I sighed, and when I was about to start today's social animal work, my subordinate who occasionally acted as my secretary came in, holding a stack of paperwork and a credit card bill.

After I took the bill, I glanced at it casually, and gave the bill back to my subordinate.

"From now on, I don't need to hand over the statement details of this credit card..." I simply told him.

Because it's not necessary anymore.

"Do you want to suspend the card if it is not necessary?"

Oh, it turns out that I murmured inadvertently.

"Need not."

After I blurted out, I paused slightly, "After all, I have money."

Oh, correct me, I should be rich.Since the gold coin man Lian Shi joined the Hong Kong black, and the implementation of plans such as the gold coin war, my small money is like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger, and the number is endless. It is really piled up like a mountain (?)

In addition, I don't have hobbies that spend money, unlike Zhong, who also likes motorcycles and fine wine.If I had to describe my hobby, it would probably be women's clothing (crossed out), and that would be Chuya.

Obviously, my truth made the subordinate's face twisted quietly for a second, he turned yellow, no, he probably turned lemon.

As soon as I made up my mind to ignore the credit card issue, I received a notification from my subordinates that the former defected cadre Osamu Dazai was already in the dungeon/prison.

If it wasn't for my control over my own space, I really wonder if Dazai installed some kind of monitor in my place.As soon as I left him on the front foot, he came to the door non-stop on the back foot, suspected of asking for a beating.

My brows could not help but wrinkle tightly.

To be honest, I don't have the patience and interest to accompany him in this trick of reuniting (crossing out) the prodigal son.

A little cloying.

It's okay to drive Dazai out, the dungeon is not a place where everyone can stay.Before I could implement my idea, I learned that Chuya rushed to the dungeon/prison to deal with Dazai's problem.

OK.Let's wait until we have vented our emotions.

I stretched my brows and continued my endless work.

I just didn't expect Chuya to call me a few hours later, saying that Dazai asked to see me.Oh hoo, I really can't underestimate Dazai, even in such a situation, can Chuya be persuaded?

I was silent for a while, and finally replied, "Let him come up."

"Boss." Chuya's voice woke me up from the paperwork. I looked up, and behind Chuya was a Dazai with a bruised nose and a swollen face, who had obviously been severely reprimanded.

I folded my hands in front of my chin, and calmly watched Dazai who asked to see me, "Then, what capacity do you come to see me with? A person representing your company?"

Dazai's skinny body wobbled a few times, and Zhong couldn't help but glance at him.

Dazai does look thinner than he was half a month ago.I glanced coldly at the silent Dazai until the latter spoke——

"I regret."

Oh.

I don't want to hear it anymore.

"You are wasting my precious time." I said with a professional smile on my face.Tsk.I thought there would be something else, but when this idol drama comes out, unfortunately I am not interested at all.

When I was planning to have Dazai sent out to fulfill our old friendship of many years, Dazai said a lot.I, who was not interested at first, gradually figured it out.

I accept this information without hesitation.

My smile became kinder, it would be nice to be like this earlier, just talking nonsense is a waste of your and my time.

"So, what do you want?" I asked in a good mood.

Dazai Qiqi said, "I want to come back."

"Want to be with you guys."

There was a lot of anticipation in his eyes.

The smile on my face remained unchanged, and I said to Dazai in a polite tone, "Then, welcome back."

Zhong also looked at me, but didn't say anything to refute.

Now that everyone is here, if you don’t help me with some work, how can I be happy, don’t you think?

So Dazai was detained/detained by me at work. If he didn't work hard, Chuya gave him a fist warning.

Dog thing, before co-authoring, he would fish in all kinds of troubled waters, but now it is estimated that his performance (?) work efficiency is finally worthy of his clever little head for the first time.

A vague thought came to my mind, but I forcibly ignored it.

In view of Dazai's performance is really good, I took him home along the way, but he honestly didn't act like a monster all the way, watching Chuya and me secretly like a poor little boy.

While Chuya was taking a shower, Dazai sneaked into my lap/on my pillow.

I patted Dazai's head casually like a cat, ah, he is indeed very thin, I haven't seen half of it, did this guy go to lose weight?Still committing crimes on his own, he ran off to die.

Sure enough, I guessed right.

The scars on Dazai's body are intricate and complex, and after careful study, there is still an inexplicable pattern.

"I said, why are you blushing?" I asked abruptly, and Dazai's cheeks, which had always been thick-skinned, became even more flushed.

Dazai replied somewhat stammeringly, "No, it's nothing." He held his bandage unnaturally, and I unwrapped his bandage in the same way as I unwrap a gift. ?

Why is something hitting me.

I reached out and took out what was in the pocket of Dazai's black windbreaker.

— an earring.

Emerald earrings.

I picked it up and looked at Dazai, who was a little flustered and relieved, and everything suddenly became clear in a flash.

Dazai leaned closer to my ear and whispered the truth of the matter.

"He doesn't want to come."

"I want to come."

"In that case..."

"He was locked in my world forever by me, and he couldn't escape."

"Why does he have everything he wants and doesn't cherish it?"

"Then, I'll take his place."

I froze, my pupils enlarged slightly.

Until Nakaya stepped out, breaking the inexplicable atmosphere between me and Dazai——

"What are you doing?"

The author has something to say:

Reach the ending - the substitute / body / person delivered to the door.

Guess what Shirase will say, tell Chuya?still hee hee

Should be an opening/ending.hey hey hey

In addition, the second week of Valentine's Day episode, haven't I finished writing it?Scratching your head is also an open ending.