Xiao Zhongya's plan to grow taller

Xiaozhong also heard the call, stood up and ran towards Osamu Dazai.

Tears kept falling like beads with a broken thread, the child hugged Osamu Dazai's leg tightly, tears soon soaked a piece of his pants.

Osamu Dazai glanced into the house, only to see a fat cat.

He knelt down and asked, "Chuya, what's wrong?"

"I dreamed that my brother died..." Xiaozhong also choked, holding his hands tightly together, "There is also brother Zhongye, brother, sister Jinghua... sister Jingzi, sister..."

He wiped away tears with the back of his hand.

"...Okay, a lot of people, I'm stepping on blood, someone is hitting a stick..."

The heart was suddenly clenched and the feeling of stagnation of breathing still remained, and Xiaozhong also felt uncomfortable, tears kept falling, and he refused to let go of holding Osamu Dazai no matter what.

Osamu Dazai picked up the child and gently patted his back with his palm.

After a few minutes.

"Do you want to take him to see a psychiatrist?" Kunikida, who was gathered in Osamu Dazai's room and ready to fall asleep in his pajamas, asked, "It's useless for you to call us over in his condition."

"You can put aside the matter of seeing a doctor first, the important thing is to put him to sleep." Dazai Osamu, who was leaning against the wall and hugging Nakaya, looked up, his eyes lost the light, "To tell you the truth, half of my clothes are already wet See through."

Kunikida: "..."

Inside the house, the members of the detective agency found a place to sit or lie down at random. The lights in the room were not turned on, and a few candles stood on the ground. The flames flickered, and the shadows reflected on the wall also swayed.

Kunikida sat cross-legged, with his arms folded and his back straight: "Who will start talking first?"

He yawned with Akiko Yosano, resting his chin with his left hand in a lack of interest: "Whoever mentions it first."

Several people looked at Atsushi Nakajima who proposed to tell a ghost story.

In the dim light, these lines of sight were like the eyes of a wolf that suddenly lit up in the dark night. Atsushi Nakajima froze and swallowed: "Then I'll start..."

Atsushi Nakajima took a deep breath, his face was flickering in the candlelight, and his tone was low: "Everyone has been on a tram, right? The story I'm telling is about a tram..."

Xiaoguang got off work at the same time as usual. She was too tired from work and sat drowsy on the platform. When she woke up, she found that the tram had arrived. Sit for a while on the way home.

Usually, the journey is only ten minutes or so, but this time it was extraordinarily long. Xiaoguang woke up after resting, and the tram hadn't arrived yet. She felt strange, so she looked out the window...

Xiaozhong also lay on Dazai Osamu's chest, with tears still hanging on his eyelashes, staring at Nakajima Atsushi with wide eyes.

Kunikida has heard similar stories, and has already guessed what Atsushi Nakajima will say, but in order to go back to sleep earlier, he is willing to do this: "What did she see?"

Atsushi Nakajima was waiting for someone to ask, and his expression became more gloomy: "Xiaoguang, she saw a village where a bonfire party was held!"

There are many people participating in the bonfire party, both men, women and children, and there are also stalls selling masked candied haws.

The lights go on and on, as if there is no end.

Xiaoguang participated in this bonfire party and met many friends at this bonfire party. They ate candied haws together, wore masks to take pictures, went to watch fireworks, and finally went to the temple behind the village to pray and make wishes, just like a summer festival. Like a summer festival.

When it was time to say goodbye, Xiao Guang was very reluctant: "Let's exchange contact information! We will make an appointment to play together later!"

"Ah? Xiaoguang, what are you talking about? Don't you have our contact information?"

"Yes, yes, we are classmates, are you having fun?"

"Xiaoguang had the most fun tonight, and there is a test tomorrow!"

Xiaoguang's smile froze when he heard what his new friends said.

classmate?test?

Today is obviously the first time they met!

At this moment, the lights suddenly started to go out from a distance, Xiaoguang suddenly had a bad feeling, she turned around and ran to the platform.

Fortunately, when Xiaoguang rushed to the platform, the tram was there, and she got on the tram regardless of the shouts behind her. When the tram went away, Xiaoguang was relieved when the village could not be seen and the shouts could not be heard...

Osamu Dazai hurriedly patted the little hands around his neck: "Chung, Zhongya... I'm going to die, hurry up, relax!"

Xiaozhong also seemed to have never heard of it, looked at Atsushi Nakajima, and asked in a nasal voice: "And then?"

"Then..." Atsushi Nakajima approached the candle, the corners of his mouth curled up, showing a weird smile under the candlelight, "The next day, Xiaoguang's body was found on the track..."

Followed by a series of sinister laughter.

The subtle atmosphere drifted by, Nakajima Atsushi smiled a little stiffly, he looked at Kunikida and Yosano Akiko, and retracted his neck.

Xiao Zhong also rubbed his eyes, turned his head and hugged Osamu Dazai's neck tightly, and leaned against his shoulder with his mouth pursed, tears streaming down silently.

Osamu Dazai glanced sideways and gestured towards the members of the detective agency.

Beep beep - fail!

"I'll do it." Kunikida stepped forward.

……

Seeing the incoming call, Zhongyuan Zhong also cut it off decisively, and was about to return to the factory when the phone rang again.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

On the field outside the factory gate, five or six black cars turned on their headlights. Zhongyuan Zhong also walked under a tree and connected with a sullen face: "Say something quickly!"

"Zhong also cried."

"……what?"

Why did the kid call him when he cried?

He's not the kid's mother, whoever makes him cry will be coaxed!

A childish voice came from the other end of the phone: "Brother..."

"why are you crying?"

Xiao Zhong also lowered the corner of his mouth while holding the phone, his eyes flushed: "I dreamed that my brother died..."

Nakahara Chuya: "Then am I dead?"

Xiaozhong also: "...Huh?"

Nakahara Chuya: "If I die, the person talking to you is a ghost. Since I am not dead, why are you crying? Besides, if I die, you can only live until the age of 22. So kid-you should feel happy." Yes, because I'm not dead."

"..." Xiao Zhong also looked dumbfounded.

Brother is right!

Xiaozhong also put the phone back into Osamu Dazai's hand, wiped away the tears on his face indiscriminately, ran to the bathroom to wash his face, and when he came out again, his hair was wet and drooping beside his cheek.

"I'm fine! I can sleep!"

After the room fell into darkness again, Xiaozhong also grabbed the quilt and stared at the void for a few seconds, then suddenly got up and got under Dazai Osamu's quilt.

"Brother..." The little head came out from between his arms, and Xiaozhong also leaned on Dazai Osamu's arm and said, "Brother, I'm a little scared..."

Xiaozhong also grabbed Osamu Dazai's clothes, and said softly, "In the story told by Brother Dun, why did Xiaoguang die on the railroad tracks in the end..."

"..."

"Who is the friend Xiaoguang met? Was the bonfire party fun? Why didn't you go home after getting on the tram? Then you can't take the tram anymore? Then..."

"Zhongye."

Osamu Dazai covered his chattering mouth on his chest, raised his pillowed hand and patted Nakaya on the back: "Go to sleep, brother Dazai is so sleepy."

"Oh...then can I hug Brother Dazai to sleep?"

"Well, this is a privilege that only belongs to you, Chuya."