social animal love rule

When Asuka Maozawa went downstairs, he immediately saw Osamu Dazai on the side of the road.

Osamu Dazai was leaning against the car door, with his head raised and his eyes squinted, staring at the tall building indistinctly.

The office building where they work is considered a grand building in this area. It has dozens of floors and layers of clean and spacious glass windows, showing grandeur and grandeur. Of course, not all of this building belongs to their club. , just rented a few floors.

Even though he only rented a few floors of the building, it was considered a very decent job.

The majestic high-rise buildings are like steel beasts standing in the city. Below the building is a spacious road, which is covered by the shadow cast by the building. The traffic lights in the distance are constantly flashing, accompanied by the sound of car bells near and far.

Far and near car lights, the crowd was crowded, and Asuka Maozawa saw Dazai Osamu in the crowd with just one glance.

It's not because his figure and face are the most conspicuous in the crowd, and it's not just because they grew up together, she is very familiar with Dazai Osamu.

Asuka Maozawa stood at the revolving glass door at the entrance of the building, looking at Osamu Dazai from a distance through the glass, Osamu Dazai sensed her gaze, cast it far into the air, and stared at something in nothingness Turning to her, slowly and lightly raised the corners of his lips, revealing a faint smile.

Asuka Mozawa waited for the windmill-like revolving door to turn towards her, passed through the glass door, and walked towards Osamu Dazai.

No matter what kind of hustle and bustle he is in, Osamu Dazai is always out of place. The crowded and lively crowd, the wide asphalt-paved road, and the brightly colored car lights all turn blank in his kite-colored eyes, like Now, he looked up at something, and the shadow cast by the building also faintly covered his body, diluting the world in his eyes into a blurry light gray.

If you want to talk about why Asuka Maozawa can see him at a glance, it is only because of these pedestrians passing by in a hurry, the noisy city, this city is real and lively, it is a colorful and vivid existence, only Osamu Dazai is silent Silent, lonely black and white.

He was like that ten years ago.

In Maoze Asuka's mind, old memories appeared chaotically, recalling that mansion, the wet plum rain seemed to appear in his nostrils again.

In my memory, the unchanging paper sliding door depicts bright red maple leaves and gold dust.

Osamu Dazai stood behind that door when he was a child, motionless, staring at the red cherry blossoms blooming outside with his deep and hollow eyes, those iris eyes, slender and deep because of the thick eyelashes, seemed to be separated by a distance. A thin layer of glass, watching the outside world, while he was isolated on the other side, exactly the same as now.

Asuka Maoze grabbed the bag in his hand and accelerated.

"What are you looking at?"

She stepped on her leather shoes, walked to Osamu Dazai's shoulder, followed his example and raised her head, the glass windows reflected the setting sun, which was bright and dazzling, she only took a look and could not bear it Can't help blinking desperately.

It's so dazzling, it happened to be under the sun, and tears were about to flow down. Asuka Maoze was rubbing his eyes with his hands, when he heard a voice with a long ending and a faint smile, "little Xiang, do you want to be Icarus too?"

"What?" Asuka Maoze asked subconsciously.

"Human beings have no way to get close to the sun and touch the sun." Osamu Dazai turned around, looked at her, and held her wrist vaguely, moving her hand away from rubbing her eyes, "Otherwise it will be like Ika Like Ross, wings made of wax will eventually melt in the hot sun."

"The more you yearn for it and the closer you get, the easier it is to melt. In the end, all the wax that sticks to the wings melts, and you fall from a high altitude, and you are smashed to pieces."

"Human beings are like this. The more things you shouldn't touch, the more you want to touch them, and the more impossible dreams you want to realize. It's terrible to do anything and sacrifice everything for this." He smiled and moved The bandage-wrapped index finger was placed on the lips, "If I were to say, I wouldn't try to touch the sun in the first place."

Asuka Maoze said blankly, "I don't understand at all. If you don't want to answer my question, you can just say it."

"Ah, you found it?" He smiled, and with the movement of tilting his head, his curly black hair spread out smoothly to the other side, "I'm just looking at this building, it's so tall, it's amazing .”

After Dazai Osamu finished speaking, he turned around. Even in the hot summer, he was still wearing an off-white windbreaker. His exposed skin was tightly wrapped in bandages. The long windbreaker drew an arc in the air. He stretched out his hand He took out the car keys from his pocket and tossed them up and down.

Although she said this with a smile, there was no smile at all. Asuka Maozawa looked at his back, and felt a slight movement in her heart. She had heard people around Osamu Dazai complain about him, and she had also heard that he was difficult. Try to figure out the rumors with deep thoughts.

However, she can accurately judge whether Osamu Dazai is telling the truth or a lie based on instinct alone. Whether he is happy or unhappy cannot be hidden from her eyes.

No matter what kind of adult he grows up to be, what kind of existence he becomes in the eyes of others, in Asuka Mozawa's heart, he will always be the thin boy who is holding her by the hem of her clothes, just like at that time, a good boy like a god.

Asuka Maoze scratched her hair, and suddenly clapped her hands together, "You were looking at this building just now, right? Speaking of buildings, I thought of a scary story!"

"Ok?"

Seeing that Osamu Dazai was attracted by her words, Asuka Maozawa smiled triumphantly, and coughed twice pretendingly, "It's scary, don't be so scared that you can't sleep, saying that one night, I was working at home alone and was tired I got up and walked around, and when I got to the window, guess what? I casually looked down, and under the very dark streetlight, there was a man who was stabbing someone with a knife, blood splattered everywhere. It was so scary."

"I was so frightened that I didn't move. The murderer just raised his head and saw me all of a sudden. I met his eyes and saw a smile slowly appear on his blood-splattered face, and then stretched out his mouth. He pointed at me several times, what does this mean? I couldn't figure it out for a long time..."

"He's counting, right?" Dazai Osamu replied uninterestedly before Maozawa Asuka finished speaking. He opened the car door before turning around, bent slightly, and leaned close to Maozawa Asuka's ear, lowering his voice. "1,2,3,4, 4, [-], [-]... [-], I'll come to you soon..."

"Wow. Don't scare me!" Mao ZeAsuka felt a chill on his back and pushed him aside.

"Hahaha, Xiaoxiang, you are the only one who can scare yourself even though you are telling the story yourself. Are you the only one in this world?"

"Have you heard this story before?" Mao ZeAsuka rubbed his arms and raised his head to look at him, otherwise how could he answer in one go?

"No." Osamu Dazai showed a bright smile, "It's the first time I heard it, but it's very simple."

Because, he was doing similar things just now.

"Xiaoxiang, you don't have to deliberately make me happy like this." Osamu Dazai put one hand on the car door, leaned his body and looked at Asuka Maozawa, "Please use the third person next time when you tell a story, don't say 'I' gone."

"It's more engaging." Asuka Maoze muttered softly, and got into the passenger seat of the car, "Zhi-kun, is this car new?"

"No, it was stolen."

"...do you have a driver's license?"

"No."

"...Miss Inspector you just told me about."

"I lied to you."

Asuka Maozawa stared at him fixedly, sighed, and patted the steering wheel, "Drive." She looked at Osamu Dazai who was leaning against the open door, and suddenly narrowed her eyes slightly, "Are you looking at what?"

"It's nothing." Upon hearing Asuka Maozawa's question, Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze from the building, turned his head and smiled brightly.

The author has something to say:

Stealing a car is fake, but it's not a legitimate way to get it

No driver's license is fake, but it's not from the test

It's true that there is no Miss Police Officer, because I want Mao Ze to come down sooner

In summary, Dazai, too bad!