Yunyang Novelist Luanbu

There was a sudden torrential rain last night, and the rain stopped soon after listening to the sound.

In the early hours of the morning, it rained again.

The rain pattered against the windows.

When it was time to wake up, the rain stopped again, and the skylight entered the room through the window, and spread on the floor in a line following the shape of the window frame.Open the window and you can see that the sun is coming out from the other side of the dark clouds, and there are round puddles on the grass in front of the dormitory without stone steps, like a colorful mirror glowing with light, and a hot tide is coming. Come on, this is probably summer in Tokyo.

When summer comes, it always rains more quickly and more frequently, and the air is always hot and stuffy.

Xia Youjie checked his phone and noticed that the email sent to "Ranbu" has not been replied yet.However, Luanbu's temperament has always been like this. He is not the kind of person who will definitely reply when he sees the email sent to him by the other party. The secular social etiquette does not need to be taken seriously in front of him.If he thinks he wants to go back, he will go back.If he thinks he doesn't want to go back, he won't go back.Xia Youjie thought of Wutiaowu being depressed all day after waking up yesterday, and couldn't help feeling tired, not knowing when it would end.

If Gojo Satoru really hated Ranpo, then he would not pick up the pieces that Ranpo tore off, nor would he buy snacks for Ranpo, let alone save Ranpo.However, Ranpo's attitude towards these things is too ambiguous, making people wonder whether he understands Wujo Wu's true thoughts, and whether he needs to apologize for Wujo Wu.This long-term war of resistance really consumed each other's emotions.

Xia Youjie, who made up his mind, changed into a summer dress and went to Wujo Wu, only to find that the door of Wujo Wu's room was not completely closed. Although he had doubts, it was only for a moment.He directly pushed open the door, shouted "Enlightenment" casually, and saw Ranbu and Wujo lying on the same bed, his voice instantly silenced.

Although it's not the kind of head to head, shoulder to shoulder, two people with one head towards the head of the bed and the other towards the end of the bed, Gojo Satoru is still half exposed outside the bed, with one long leg propped up on the floor, and the quilt is only covered by a corner , while Luanbu huddled under the quilt, rolled into a ball, swept away most of the quilt, it looked like an ordinary cot bed, but——

Obviously it was just one night?

Why do I feel like I accidentally clicked on the finale when I was chasing a TV series in the middle?

Xia Youjie retreated subconsciously to the door of the house, making sure it was Gojo Wu's room, and then walked to the bedside of the two, feeling more confused or surprised.

"Ranbu, why are you here?"

When Xia Youjie said that, he kicked Gojo Wu's knee with his foot.

Gojo Gojo was so sleepy that he didn't even bother to open his eyes, he just patted the bed dumpling raised by the chaotic steps with his big hands.The chaotic steps are extremely slow, as slow as a snail crawling on a hydrangea leaf after a rainy day, barely getting its head out of the quilt.

"what?"

Xia Youjie couldn't laugh or cry.

Ah for what?

I just want to "Huh?" Ah!

"Why are you here?" Xia Youjie repeated patiently.

Luanbu squinted his eyes, and said in a sleepy voice, "It's...it's a long story...I won't talk about it." After speaking, he snored a little, and sank his head into the pillow again.Xia Youjie walked over directly and put his hand on the back of his neck.Luanbu's body temperature will be higher than that of his peers, and Xia Youjie's hands are cold, Luanbu immediately shuddered.

"Tell me first." Seeing him like this, Xia Youjie thought it was a little funny, but he still held back his laughter and said persistently.Besides, he would be swallowed up by the constant imagination.

Why did Luanbu come back?

Why is he still lying in Wujo Wu's quilt?

It seems to be reconciled, how is it reconciled?

These are all questions, and questions can develop countless small brain holes, but like a rookie whack-a-mole, there is no real sense of reality at all.

"Your door is locked."

Last night, after rushing to the toilet in a hurry, Luanpo felt that Gojo Satoru would probably beat him severely if he went back to the garbage dump, so he planned to run back to the dormitory to sleep.But Ranpo couldn't even remember the location of the school dormitory. After walking around the teaching building several times, he was still caught by Gojo Satoru who found that Ranpo had run away.

Probably because of the time buffer, Wujo Wujo pretended to be a normal person, mercilessly mocking Ranbu for beating the wall in the school, and then walked in front alone, and Ranbu followed him silently .When I walked back to the dormitory, I found that I hadn't closed the window when I went out. The bed by the window was half wet from the rain, and I couldn't sleep at all.

Luanbu was going to ask Xia Youjie for help, but Xia Youjie's door was locked.

After taking a hot bath, Gojo Wu heard rustling in the corridor, saw that Luanbu was still wearing clothes that were covered in rainwater and mud, so he carried him into the bathroom.If you go back to Ranpo's room now, you can still see Ranpo's troublesome kimono in the laundry basket on the floor, which was thrown by Gojo Gojo when Ranpo was drying clothes.

"I'm so sleepy, if you want the bed, I can share half of it with you. If you don't want it, just go to sleep on your wet bed, but don't go to quarrel with Jie." Gojo Satoru's tone is full of disgust, but if he is not a little bit colder, He would think of the embarrassing scene at the dump.

Luanbu naturally wouldn't feel wronged, and just climbed onto the bed and lay down.Gojo Satoru originally wanted to close the door of the room tightly, but as soon as the sound from outside was cut off, Gojo Satoru instantly realized a fact that made him very uncomfortable—why did he have to share a bed with Ranpo today?Is there no other room available?However, it would be even more strange if he moved to another room by himself now.

He wasn't afraid of wandering, so why should he go to another room to sleep?

So in order to deny the fact that he and Ranpo were in the same room, Gojo Satoru left the door open and planned to drive Ranpo to the floor to sleep.However, just as he was about to speak, Luanbu who was sitting on the bed stared at him and said, "I'm sorry."

Wujo Wu frowned, and said a little unhappy: "What are you talking about?"

This unhappiness came from the heart, which reminded Gojo Satoru of what he said at the garbage dump.Wujo Satoru said a lot, including things about magicians.Was the "I'm sorry" that Ranpo said to himself that he overheard his own heart?Or did he feel that he was showing weakness, so he said sorry to himself?In Luanbu's heart, is he such a twitchy person?

Ranpo said bluntly: "Because you said sorry, so I said sorry too."

Ok……

Gojo Satoru didn't know how Ranpo's brain circuit worked.

"My mother said that if someone says sorry, sometimes it is not because the other person forgives himself, but because he really wants to reconcile with you. At this time, he has to say "sorry" to the other person and admit his mistake. "

"..."

Gojo Satoru's eyes drifted away for a moment.

He regretted it, and wanted to leave the room, finding the atmosphere of having his thoughts punctured suffocating.

But Luanbu didn't feel anything, he struggled for a long time before expressing his apology, now is the time to relax.Luanbu said: "I won't quarrel with you in the future, I'm exhausted every day."

At this time, Gojo Satoru remembered that Ranpo was not originally a grudge character, and that he might have really stepped on his bottom line at the beach, so Ranpo insisted on apologizing, which led to the stalemate for so long.Gojo Satoru is not that close to family members, so he doesn't resonate with Ranpo's family complex, but now he understands.Gojo Satoru didn't know how to sum it up, he just stood there quietly.

Then Luanbu suddenly raised his voice and said: "By the way, why did you suddenly rush out yesterday and startle me?"

Before Gojo Satoru could get out of one emotion, he was thrown randomly into another emotion.

I saved your life, and you still say I scared you?

Didn't you say don't quarrel with me?

So, it's all about fighting, right?

"I haven't told you yet, is there anyone waiting to be slaughtered obediently in front of the curse spirit? If I don't save you, you will become two pieces!"

"But it's also my business. I've made preparations. If you rush out suddenly, what should you do if you die?" Luanbu thought about what happened yesterday, and still felt his heart go cold for a moment.

"If you die, you will die. What else should I do? I saved you, but do you want you to kneel on the ground and shed tears for me every year on the anniversary of your death? Are you bored?"

When Gojo Satoru and Fu Heisher fought, they never thought about asking the astral body to be grateful.Because the one who decides to complete the task is his own decision, and every decision he makes does not require others to reward him, he is just satisfying himself.

"Why don't you take this matter seriously?" Seeing that he didn't take what happened yesterday to heart, Luanbu said, "I'm serious, if you die, I have to follow you Die together. I don't owe you half a penny."

"Huh? What is the relationship between me and you, what about you?"

Gojo Satoru only now realizes how thrilling what happened yesterday, this chaotic step is a master who can do what he can say.If he really died, and there was an Edogawa Ranpo lying beside him, would it be meaningful for him to save Ranpo?

Luanbu's Sanguan is really a runaway wild horse, I don't know what he is thinking.

"You saved me sincerely, and you didn't come to deceive me and use me. My parents also said that if you want to reciprocate, you must repay as much kindness as others have given you. This must be done. Don't you do it today? I said it myself, you don’t want me to die, do you still think I’m good? Then I don’t hate you either.”

Gojo Satoru just wanted to silence him now, feeling that in just a few short conversations, he had already been picked out by Luanbu and repeated Lingchi several times.

Luanbu continued: "Anyway, I owe you my life, you remember."

It was obviously a debt of favor, but Luanbu said it like throwing his hands away from the shopkeeper, Gojo Wu was angry and funny: "Why do I have to remember it, you remember it yourself! It's your business to forget it when the time comes, so I won't help you. I didn't need it anyway."

Seeing that Ranbu wanted to continue talking, Gojo Satoru walked to the bed, lay on the side, and ended the topic forcefully: "If you continue talking, there will be no end, sleep!"

A lot of words were blocked in Luanbu's throat, he muttered a few words, and buried his face directly on the pillow.

Gojo Satoru's eyelids twitched.

"Be careful, this is my pillow."

It looks like you're kissing my pillow! Hey!

"Is it dirty?"

"I...Of course you don't stain my pillow."

"..."

Ranpo decided to spit on this pillow after getting up tomorrow.

The two of them didn't continue talking after that, and they didn't know whether they didn't want each other to know that they were still awake, or because they couldn't sleep.After tossing around for most of the night, Luanbu couldn't hold on at first, and his consciousness began to be swallowed by sleepiness. In the haze, he heard Gojo Satoru say, "I can feel that your parents are pretty good."Luanbu felt that he answered "I know", but he didn't know if it was a dream.

……

A lot of things happened at night, but Ranpo only responded with "Is your door locked?"Xia Youjie raised his head and couldn't think of any special relationship between this and his door being locked, but Wujo Wu took the initiative to show his favor to Luanbu.After all, Luanbu could knock on the door directly and wake him up, so Wu must have stopped him halfway.

Xia Youjie sees through but doesn't point out.

After Ranpo and Wujo Wu woke up and washed up separately, Xia Youjie teased Wujo Wu who was rinsing his mouth, "Look, you still bowed to him."

Gojo Wu recalled that Xia Youjie had said similar things when he was buying snacks for Luanbu that day, and he didn't want to act like he was really showing weakness, so he pretended to be indifferent and said, "What do you know, it's just that he's too short , you talk to him, don't you have to bow your head?"

Xia Youjie was teased to death by Gojo Wu's stubborn words: "I see, not only bowed his head, but also bowed his waist?"

Gojo Wu knew that Xia Youjie was making fun of himself: "If I bend my waist, then you hold it high."

Xia Youjie didn't care, he just liked to see Wujo Wu's self-deprecating self-deprecating appearance: "It doesn't matter, he's not heavy anyway."

On the side of Tokyo Jugao, there is harmony and harmony, but on the other side, Qing Xueguan received two thunderous bad news.

The first one, after the conflict with Zuojiro Yamamoto yesterday, Sajiro Yamamoto really fought back immediately.Or he would have done this kind of thing a long time ago, and on the day Seigakukan announced that Edogawa Ranpo was the winner of the Newcomer Award, the scandal of "Edogawa Ranpo being arrogant, slandering and insulting the industry's seniors" broke out.

Second, both the editor-in-chief of Seigakukan and Yumori Morishita hope that Ranpo's "Two Cents" will win the highest new literary award in the country-the Naoki Award.Therefore, they have always been paying attention to the situation of the works around them, and there are some friends of their own in the jury, who can inquire about the situation.Just this morning, they received the news that "Two Cents" is indeed of high quality, but there are three novels by new writers competing in the same period, and they are all detective novels, and they are also all descriptive reasoning. .Compared with the original works with decryption as the core, the Japanese will actually prefer weird stories with weird and beautiful.

A friend said that Ranpo may be nominated, but it is estimated that he will not win the award.

After these two bad news, I am afraid that the debut of Edogawa Ranbu, which they are promoting, is not so smooth. Whether the book can sell the most basic two thousand copies is a problem.

Morishita Yusen and the editor-in-chief saw despair in each other's eyes at the same time.