Sea King's Self-cultivation

"Mr. Dazai... the property he gave me?" Xingxing couldn't understand, "For no reason, why—"

"Miss Shimizu." The young man sitting in front of her interrupted her, he opened his mouth several times, and finally said as if he had finally made up his mind, "Miss Shimizu, I know it will be very sudden to tell you now , is also very cruel. But...the reason why I gave you the property is because, because...it is because Dazai-san-he is no longer alive."

Heartbeat seems to stop.

The quartz clock on the wall also appeared to be broken.

It was so quiet outside the window that not even the slightest chirping of cicadas could be heard.

What is he saying?

What is he saying?

Xingxing took a lot of effort to understand what he said. She took apart every word and chewed every syllable repeatedly. It was obviously a very common vocabulary, but the strange thing was that she couldn't understand what he was saying at all. say what.

Words formed distorted characters and floated in the air, and the handsome face of the young man became so strange and frightening in her eyes.Xingxing hugged the soft baby tightly in her arms, wanting to step back and escape from all this, but she just gave birth, her whole body hurts, and she is so weak that it is difficult to even get out of bed, not to mention that she was sitting on the bed. On the hospital bed, no matter how far you go, there is no way to retreat.

It's as if you are on a cliff, as if you are on the top of the mountain.

In the next second, his body would be smashed to pieces and his body would be destroyed forever.

The young man lowered his head slightly, and looked at her with pity in his eyes, but it was only for a short moment. After a moment, his expression returned to that of a professional and calm lawyer: "Miss Shimizu, Mr. Dazai left you The property is enough for you and your children to live a prosperous life and deal with any risks that may arise in life. Please do not pursue the reasons for all this, there will be no answers and no meaning. I hope you will forget our meeting after today, At the same time, I hope you can forget Mr. Dazai, this is also what he meant."

Mr. Dazai died by suicide, he said.

He said to ask her not to pursue the truth about the cause of Mr. Dazai's death, because all this is meaningless.

He also said that he hoped she could forget Mr. Dazai.

Because that's what Mr. Dazai meant.

Something must have gone wrong, everything had gone wrong, the husband disappeared after the baby was born, and with it a large fortune he left her, the lawyer told her that her husband was dead, and Hope she doesn't track down why.

Xingxing felt that all this was too absurd, so absurd that she even wondered if she had already died in the operating room, and everything she experienced after giving birth was just the chaotic thoughts before death.

but--

The soft and waxy baby in my arms is real.

The huge fortune he left her was real.

He hadn't appeared in front of her since then...and it was true.

Xingxing never saw Osamu Dazai again.Not only did he not see him, but from that day on, all traces of him seemed to have completely disappeared from this world.

His mobile phone could no longer be connected, and after completing the property transfer procedures, his bank card was never used again.

Xingxing went to all the law firms in Yokohama, but they all said that they had never received a commission from a gentleman named "Osamu Dazai".

She also went to the place of work he said, but she didn't find the company he said, and some were just an abandoned office building.People nearby said that this place has been deserted for nearly ten years, and there has never been any logistics company.

As for the police station... Xingxing also reported the case under the name of her husband's disappearance. However, when checking her identity, the other party said that the identity of "Osamu Dazai" was false. It might be very difficult to find her. No audio.

As for his colleagues whom he met at the wedding... Xingxing never met them again.

She discovered belatedly that she never seemed to have really known her husband.

His identity is fake, his workplace is fake, his relationship is fake, and even... maybe even the name "Osamu Dazai" is fake.

Where is he now?Is he dead or alive?

Why does he want to approach her?Why do you want to marry her?

Did he really... love her?

Xingxing didn't know.

Everything about Osamu Dazai became a huge puzzle for her. He came to her when she was most difficult and helpless, and gave her a happy and beautiful memory like a dream. The blooming cherry blossoms are fleeting, leaving no trace.

For four whole years, Xingxing never gave up looking for the whereabouts of Osamu Dazai, but she ran into walls everywhere.She has no contacts, no strong enough channels to get all kinds of news, and no familiar, reliable and capable friends to help.Clutching a few clues alone, looking for a person whose life or death is unknown, even whose name may be false, is like looking for a needle in a haystack, which sounds like a fantasy.

Compared with setbacks and difficulties, what is more difficult is the endless waiting.Xingxing waited for four years, but couldn't wait for any news from him.

The late nights without Dazai became colder and colder. Xingxing needed to learn to take care of the baby by herself. In the first one or two months, she couldn't get a good night's sleep every night.The person who spent money to take care of the baby was not inattentive, but after three months the baby began to recognize people, as long as she was hugged, others would cry when they were hugged, and she couldn't leave for a while. Xingxing could only race against time even in the bath.

The most difficult thing was that the baby contracted a cold when she was four months old. Xing Xing sent her to the hospital overnight, but the high fever persisted for a long time.It's still so small, its throat is hoarse from crying after taking injections and taking medicine. After a few days, the voice is so weak that it can only scream pitifully like a kitten, but after being hugged and coaxed by Xingxing for a while, it will open its mouth again Laughing, Xingxing's eyes immediately turned red.The baby was not well for a long time, Xingxing didn't dare to close her eyes completely for a few days, and always paid attention to the baby's condition.One night, she couldn't hold back and fell asleep. In her dream, she saw Dazai, Xingxing felt wronged and hesitated, and asked him what she should do if the baby's fever was not good.She woke up without waiting for him to answer the dream. When she woke up, everything was empty, only the smell of disinfectant and the cold and blank hospital walls.

Xingxing spent a few seconds looking for Dazai's figure, and spent a few more seconds before suddenly realizing that it was just a dream.

He has been away from her for a long time.

Xing Xing stayed in the hospital late at night, only feeling the loneliness that went deep into the bone marrow.

The babies who come to see a doctor in the hospital are often accompanied by their parents. Even if their parents are away, they are also accompanied by their grandparents.Xingxing runs around the hospital wards with her baby in her arms, often daring not to see the complete and happy families who pass by.

Those little babies have a lot of unreserved love from their relatives.

But her baby, she alone loves it.

When she was pregnant with her, Xingxing hoped that she would become a happy child, have a complete family, and grow up under the care and company of her parents.

To be able to...not repeat her own life.

But all these Qiji are broken.

In fact, compared with the most difficult period, the current life is much better.Xingxing has a huge amount of property and a well-run coffee shop. She no longer needs to worry about money, no longer needs to work hard, and it will not be more difficult than the most difficult time.

It's just that I don't know when it started, the place of the heart seems to be empty.

In the dead of night, she could hear the sound of the wind rushing through it.

The baby couldn't sleep well at night, Xingxing held her and walked in the brightly lit empty house, patting her on the back to lull her to sleep, round and round, many times, she felt like she couldn't find her. The homeless ghost.

The fourth year since Osamu Dazai disappeared.

When Xingxing was taking her baby to kindergarten, she met a young man who also sent her child to school.

It wasn't his biological child, but one of his adopted children.It was a somewhat laid-back young man, but he unexpectedly had the reliable temperament of a mature man, and the two became acquainted because of the children.When we met for the first time, he said that he was a novelist. Later, after getting acquainted with Xingxing, he told Xingxing his true identity-he was a member of the "Armed Detective Agency" in Yokohama.

"Armed detective agency?"

"A detective group that specializes in dangerous work that cannot be handed over to the military and police. Simply put, it is a gray area between black and white."

Xingxing didn't ask too much, her attention was completely on the three words "Detective Agency", like a person who had been lost in the dark for a long time finally saw a ray of light, even though she knew it might be a lie, she couldn't help it. unwilling to let go.

Xingxing: "Mr. Oda, is the 'Armed Detective Agency' accepting the commission to find missing persons?"

Oda Sakunosuke nodded calmly: "Miss Shimizu, is there anyone you want to find?"

"...It's my husband." Xingxing whispered, "His name is Osamu Dazai, and he said he works in a logistics company. He disappeared after I gave birth four years ago and never appeared again. I'll go to I have been looking for him in many places, but there is no news until now. Someone told me that he is dead, but I don't believe it."

After listening to her words, not only Oda Sakunosuke, but also the members of the Armed Detective Agency all became a little dignified in an instant.

One of the members of the detective agency asked her a few questions, as if to confirm something, and then fell silent.

"Miss Shimizu, we may not need to investigate your commission. There may not be a few people in the world who have not heard of your husband's name."

"Osamu Dazai is the leader of the port mafia. He committed suicide four years ago, and then the position of leader was taken over by Nakahara Nakaya, a Hong Kong gangster cadre."

"Although I don't know the reason, the death of Dazai Osamu has been confirmed by many parties, and there is no falsehood."

"Miss Shimizu, your husband is probably not missing... He is indeed, and he passed away four years ago."

When we left the Armed Detective Agency, it began to rain lightly.

What the members of the detective agency said still echoed in Xingxing's mind.

【"Osamu Dazai is the leader of the port mafia."】

【"It is true that he passed away four years ago."】

Mr. Dazai... turns out to be the leader of the port mafia.

As a citizen of Yokohama, Xing Xing certainly knows that the Port Mafia is an organization with huge influence not only in Yokohama, but even in the entire Kanto region of Japan.

No wonder he was able to leave her such a large fortune.

It turned out that he had been lying to her.

There was never a job loss, no seafood company or no logistics company.

Her husband is not a small employee of a courier company at all, he is a high-ranking person who controls the entire Kanto region of Japan.

Why do you want to approach her?

Why marry her?

why would……

lie to her?

Why, he never thought of confessing his real identity to her?

Is it meaningless?

Still feel unnecessary?

Does he really want to be with her?

Did he really want to marry her?

Did he really... love her?

Xingxing recalled in a daze the date they said Dazai committed suicide.

That day happened to be the day she gave birth.

He didn't even wait for confirmation that she had given birth.

He died so resolutely because he really had no nostalgia for her and their baby.

Why did he approach her, why did he marry her, why did he choose to commit suicide, did he ever love her... These questions will never have answers.

He is dead.

It had been four years before she finally confirmed from others that he was dead.

This is the meaning of death. From now on, whether she loves him or hates him, whether she is happy or miserable, he will never know.

He will never know again.

Xingxing declined the proposal of the members of the Armed Detective Agency to take her home, and got on the tram alone.

The tram runs on the fixed track of the city over and over again, the setting sun melts gold, the twilight merges, and the occasional flying birds in the sky add a touch of color to the tail of the rosy clouds.

Xingxing stared blankly at the lights of Wanjia outside the tram.

There were only a few scattered people in a tram car. Sitting behind her were two young girls, one of whom was wearing sunglasses and the other had pink hair. Not bad.

She vaguely felt that the pink-haired girl looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

The two girls chatted chatteringly.

"Why don't your parents come back this time?"

"It's inconvenient." The girl with long pink hair whispered, "You know, our family couldn't make a living in the past, and we borrowed a loan from the mafia organization here but couldn't pay it back. At that time, it was an excuse to travel abroad. They escaped by suspended animation on a cruise ship, how dare they come back now.”

"But uncle and aunt are so rich now, they won't be able to pay back..." the girl wearing sunglasses sighed softly, "However, was it really okay for you to leave your sister alone in Japan? A girl who just went to high school, how can she get the money to pay off the usury? People from those organizations will definitely trouble her."

"Oh, don't worry about her. Anyway, she must think that we are dead, and we won't see each other in the future, and she still has nothing to do with us." The girl with long pink hair muttered, and quickly forgot the topic. He happily shared his happiness with the friends around him, "Hurry up, Yumi, do you see how good my new nails are?"

"Hmm! It's so beautiful! Saki, your appreciation level is still so good!"