Happy death in the reincarnation world

*don't know what nonsense I'm writing

*Should be regarded as if line

*Salute to "The Madhouse", Mei Ting's acting skills can blow me away

* Fishing at a very high speed, the plot is very fast

*probably...knife?

* OOC possible anytime, anywhere

*Rounded up even if the middle is also played

*Recommend bgmSister(Haux) Madman(Xing Hanming)

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This is the 270 six days that Zhongyuan Zhong was also trapped in reincarnation.

He was walking on the road wobbly with a cigarette in his mouth. There was the sound of water flowing in the sky——there was an upside-down city and a large expanse of ocean.

Red fish are wandering in the sea, and balloons are flying leisurely into the sky.

Black mandalas bloom in the streets, and pots made of white bones hold them up.

Central Plains was also thinking in a trance, where did these bones come from?

A black shadow fell from the air and fell heavily to the ground. Zhongyuan Zhong also stood there with a blank expression. Blood splashed all over his body, and a few drops splashed into his eyes. His lake-blue pupils were stained blood-colored. , blood mixed with physiological tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

The sky suddenly crackled with heavy rain, as if someone had poked a big hole in the sea.

The heavy rain washed away the blood on the face of the fallen man, revealing that delicate face——it was Osamu Dazai.

He lay on the ground, looking at the sky motionless.

"Chuya, are you crying?" Dazai Osamu murmured, his voice was inaudible, but Nakahara Chuya still heard it.He sat down beside Osamu Dazai, stroked Osamu Dazai's face with his fingers holding a cigarette, leaned over and kissed Osamu Dazai's cold lips washed by the rain.

It's like the sorbet that I like to eat in summer, but it is softer and has a faint smell of blood.

"I didn't cry."

These few tears were sent to me by you.

Osamu Dazai smiled suddenly, his kite-colored pupils were a little bit slack.

The robins flapped their wings and flew into the sky, and the blue whale jumped out of the sea of ​​sky and let out a long mournful cry.

"It's so beautiful..." Osamu Dazai looked at it quietly, as if he let go of the burden of his whole body, and finally closed his eyes.

This is the 270th and sixth day of Zhongye's reincarnation in the Central Plains.

Witness the 270th seventh time of Osamu Dazai's death.

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Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes.

The man next to the pillow hugged him a little tighter, and arched his head to Zhongyuan Zhongye's neck, asking for a kiss in a daze.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head and exchanged a lingering good morning kiss with him.

The smell of black coffee bloomed between the lips and tongue.

Osamu Dazai woke up from sleepiness, and put a kiss on Nakahara Nakaya's lips, smiling sweetly and ambiguously: "Nakaya, good morning."

"Morning." Zhongyuan Zhong also responded lightly.

why?

Nakahara Chuya still couldn't figure out why a man who was so sweet in the morning would choose to jump off the building in Hong Kong and Hei at dusk.

What is forcing him to die?

"Chuya, I might be going on a business trip." Osamu Dazai put his arms around Chuya, who was out of breath, and kissed his earlobe affectionately.

Nakahara Chuya didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and lazily replied "Oh".

"Chuya is really indifferent." Osamu Dazai sighed, and resigned himself to his fate, he got up from his bed, and complained in his mouth: "The social animals are so pitiful! They have to get up to work every day."

Nakahara also smashed a pillow over and stretched out a hand to Osamu Dazai.

"What's wrong?" Osamu Dazai was a little confused.

"Pull me up, I will go to Hong Kong and Hei with you."

"But Chuya should rest today, right?"

"I don't want to be home anymore, it's boring."

"Could it be that Zhong went to Hong Kong because of me? Oh, what a clingy little slug, who can't leave his master for a moment." Osamu Dazai couldn't help teasing, and then Zhong Yuan really nodded: "Um."

Osamu Dazai froze for a moment, looked at him with his mouth open in surprise, and didn't close it for a long time.

Chuya Chuya was indeed a gangster who went to Hong Kong for Osamu Dazai.

But not looking for a way to save Osamu Dazai.

He had tried to catch Osamu Dazai when he jumped, but no matter how hard he tried, the hand would fail.

He also tried to place all kinds of things to reduce the impact on the bottom, and even tried to connect a huge net between the buildings, but every time Dazai Osamu jumped down, those things would disappear automatically.

He even destroyed the entire Hong Kong and Hei Building, but whenever Osamu Dazai died, the ruined Hong Kong and Hei Building would automatically recover.

After trying more than 250 times, Nakahara finally came to a conclusion that Osamu Dazai's death is an unchangeable reality.

Instead of struggling to die, it is better to take a good look at what the world wants you to know.

The moment Osamu Dazai stepped into the Gang Hei Building, Chuya Nakahara was sensitive to the fact that something was different.

Unlike when he was with himself, Osamu Dazai seemed to wear a special mask when facing others.

In fact, Zhongyuan Zhong rarely had such an opportunity. He cast all his eyes on Dazai Osamu, remained motionless, and watched sitting surrounded by a group of people. They laughed, and he laughed too.They were crying and he was still laughing.

It's just that the smile didn't reach the depths of the eyes at all, indifferent and confused.

The world was to him like a turned off lamp.He was supposed to be a person favored by God, with the ability to see through people's hearts, but he was not accepted by the world.Even if he tries to blend in, he still sits alone in the darkness, like a puppet controlled by the police, like a clown in a circus, passively controlling his emotions.

Why laugh?

When you are unhappy, is it okay not to smile?

Why don't you cry?It's okay to cry when you're sad.

But Nakahara also understood that Osamu Dazai couldn't cry anymore.

He packaged himself as a clown, always with that pretended smile, and in the end, even himself was deceived, forgetting the most basic crying.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also suddenly very irritable. He wanted to go up and push those people away, and wanted to punch them in the face.

What the hell is so funny?Can't you go away?

Why should it appear?why should someone be by his side

He obviously didn't want to talk at all, and he didn't want to laugh at all.

Why does no one understand him?

There are people around him, but his thin back looks so lonely.

Lonely...

Zhong Yuanzhong has also been thinking why he was trapped in reincarnation.

Who was it that stopped him?world?Osamu Dazai, or himself?

And the root of everything, maybe... is because of loneliness.

Both he and Osamu Dazai are lonely people, but they are afraid of being alone.

That's why I long to save the moment that I couldn't save.

If it can't be saved, then let's leave together.

At least, I could hold his hand again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that he seemed to have caught something.

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The wind from the rooftop lifted Dazai Osamu's black windbreaker, and the bandage wrapped around his hand suddenly fell apart, rubbing against his wrist affectionately, and then floated into the air with the air current.

Osamu Dazai looked at the sky, the blue whale was still swimming alone.

Osamu Dazai suddenly said softly: "Chuya, do you know? Every time I stand on a high place, my body is always more honest than my brain, and even when I come to my senses, I am already standing on the edge."

"I heard every inch of my body screaming, jump down."

"Jump down, and it's all over."

Even though he had witnessed the death of Osamu Dazai countless times, at this moment, Nakahara Chuya's heart still couldn't restrain the pain, and his breathing became short of breath.

"Must... must be like this?"

Dazai turned around and pressed their foreheads together affectionately.

"It's okay, Chuya. For the last time, I flew in the air like a bird, and then enjoyed the short-term pleasure of weightlessness. There was a 'pop', and I fell to pieces. There will be a little pain, but it doesn't matter, it will pass soon. Henceforth, I will have eternal sleep—that is what I long for, the ultimate happiness."

"Chuya, I'm tired, let me go."

There was a long silence after that, and Zhongyuan Zhong was also silent.

As if he had expected this ending a long time ago, Osamu Dazai smiled slightly, and kissed Zhong Yuan Zhong on the forehead.

The wrist was suddenly grasped.

"At least...take me with you." Nakahara Nakaya trembled and forced out a smile. He stood on tiptoe and hugged Osamu Dazai tightly.

I finally know how to end this cycle.

Only this time, it won't leave you alone.

Either heaven or hell.

I will walk with you on this road.

Osamu Dazai's pupils shrank slightly, he stared blankly at Chuya Nakahara, and after a long time, Chuya Nakahara heard him smiling and nodded slowly.

"it is good."

The two embraced each other in the sunset, the orange sunset fell on them, and the huge blue whale shuttled through the clouds and mists, making a long and lonely sound.

They fell together.The wind blew violently past my ears, whistling.

The Central Plains has never been so fun, and all the burdens of the whole body are dissipated in this jump.

"Chuya." He heard Osamu Dazai's voice whispering in his ear, as if saying his last goodbye.

Nakahara Chu was also a little flustered suddenly, and his hands tightened a little more as he hugged Osamu Dazai.

"I won't let you go!"

"Heh." There was only a doting and helpless laughter, and the man in his arms turned into countless scattered butterflies.

"Tai... Zai?" Nakahara Chuya desperately waved his hands in the air, trying to catch those butterflies, but failed again and again. He could only watch those spirit butterflies turn into stars and merge into the sky in dismay. Sea.

Chuya Nakahara suddenly remembered the first time when Osamu Dazai died. At that time, reincarnation had not yet begun. He stood on the roof and tried to hold Osamu Dazai's hand, but he couldn't hold it in the end.

That's right, Osamu Dazai was already dead from the beginning, so what is it that he has been trying to save?

When it fell to the ground, Zhong Yuanzhong didn't feel any pain, as if he had landed on cotton.

Someone whispered in the ear.

"...PTSD, also known as post-traumatic stress disorder. After he witnessed the process of his lover's death, he had fantasies because of a huge sense of guilt, and he tried to find a solution in the fantasies."

"Do you really think there will be such a thing as reincarnation?"

He's just crazy.

From the moment someone he loved died.

Caught in the cycle of despair that belongs only to oneself.

"Ah! Wake up!"

The white ceiling dazzled him a little, and Atsushi Nakajima's surprised face suddenly appeared in sight.

"You've been in a coma for three whole days! Mr. Dazai!"

You held my hand, the damned did not die, and the undeserved did not survive.

I would like to exchange my endless death for you to stay for a moment in my world.