This is a nurturing essay

Dun is running.

He didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know why he ran.

He just wanted to escape—to escape from that man—

Far from those terrible memories.

Finally, he stopped on a rooftop.The young man leaned on the railing in a daze, watching the pedestrians coming and going on the street below, and finally calmed down a little.

This is Yokohama, the city he participated in protecting...

"Dun." The girl's flat voice sounded behind Dun.

"Kyoka-chan?" Atsushi Nakajima turned his head, confused, "Why are you here?"

"Because you are here." Jinghua replied.

"Minghuajiang...Thank you." Atsushi Nakajima said in a daze, "I, the principal teacher is here, I, I don't know..."

"Dun." Jinghua approached, and said lightly again, "I'll be with you."

"Ah, okay."

Side by side, they watched the endless stream below.After a while, Jinghua suddenly said, "Look."

"What?" Dun, who seemed to be thinking, but was actually in a daze, couldn't react.

"Below." Jinghua indicated the direction.

It's Wu Jingzai.

Wearing his new windbreaker, he walked slowly into the building.

"Mr. Dazai?" Atsushi Nakajima blinked, "Why is he here?"

"Because Dun is here." Jinghua repeated again.

That's right, Mr. Dazai, I'm here to look for him.Jinghua is also by his side, and now he is not alone.

Dun turned around, leaned his back against the railing, and looked towards the door of the roof.After a while, a familiar figure appeared.

"Mr. Dazai!" Dun took a step forward and hesitated again, "Is the principal still there? Did he tell you something? I'm sorry Mr. Dazai, I was impulsive just now."

"It's okay." Wu Zhenzai walked to the railing, and leaned against the railing with his back facing the same as Dun.The wind blows their clothes and hair, which makes people's hearts settle down.

"Mr. Dean has left. He left you a letter."

"Hey, are you leaving now?" Dun was at a loss.

"Besides, we found some information." Wu Zhenzai took out a file bag from his arms and handed it to Dun.

——It contains the dean's past.

He lived a more miserable life than Dun's childhood, and was once a member of the dark world.But in the end he chose to become the director of an orphanage...

Dun trembled and opened the dean's letter.

"Aton, I'm glad you've become a good person... I'm not here to ask you to forgive me, just hate me; I just want to tell you that you have become a person who can save other people's lives .”

"A Dun, you are more qualified to live than anyone else. Just live on like this, you are not a waste, you are a white tiger, you are a good boy..."

"...Mr. Dazai, what does this mean?" Dun held these materials blankly, as if his brain had lost the ability to think.

Wu Jingzai gently closed his eyes.

"Dun Jun, he abused you and gave you a painful hell, but these pasts also made you the upright and kind you you are now."

"You mean, all the pain I suffered in the past is because the dean actually loved me?! So I deserve all the past, and I should thank him instead?" Dun clutched his hand in pain face.

Jinghua frowned and pressed his shoulder.

"No, Dunjun." Wu Zhenzai said lightly, "No matter what the reason is, a mistake is a mistake. The pain he left you is real, so there is no need for you to forgive him. "

"He just wants you to know that in fact, you have done nothing wrong, and you don't have to worry about those things in the past, just keep going like this."

"How could it be possible to turn over so lightly!" Atsushi Nakajima growled, "Those past...those past..."

"Dun Jun, what to do next is up to you." Wu Zhenzai turned to look at Nakajima Atsushi, his kite-colored eyes were calm and rational, "Here is the dean's criminal evidence, you can report him at any time; or Act as if nothing happened and continue with your life."

After speaking, the man stood up straight, put his hands back into his pockets, and was about to leave just like that.

After taking two steps, he stopped and looked back: "You can also go back to the orphanage to see your...unqualified father."

he's gone.

Dun lost his strength and knelt on the ground.

"Jinghuajiang, what should I do?" He murmured.

"Dun. Do you still remember the materials I got that day?" Jinghua asked.

"Information...about your parents?" Dun recalled the "commission" that he and Montgomery completed that day.

"Let me introduce, this is 'Yasha Baixue'." Behind the girl, a blue half-human with strange abilities emerged, "This is the proof that my mother and... teacher love me."

Dun looked up and looked at the girl and Yasha behind her.

"The way my mother loves me is to say to Yasha, 'Kill me and protect my daughter.'" The girl in kimono held her mobile phone, lowered her head and said quietly, "My teacher, the way she loves me, To teach me the art of assassination, to make me like her."

Akun knew that the teacher Kyoka was referring to now was Koyo Ozaki, a mafia cadre.

"I betrayed her. I swung a knife at her." Jinghua's tone did not fluctuate, "but she still sent me the truth about Yasha."

Ah, it turned out that she sent the information.Dun realized this belatedly.

"Mr. Dazai said, that is your father." Kyoka lowered her eyes, "I also don't understand what the so-called 'love' between relatives is. Why is there so much pain in the name of love? .”

"I can only tell you how I feel." Jinghua hugged her phone tightly and her tone became firm, "Although 'Yasha' has brought me a lot of pain, I am still very happy after knowing the truth. Because, I know , I am loved."

Love...?

So, where should the pain and hatred generated because of love be placed?

Dun covered his face, finally uncontrollable tears fell.

Mr. Dazai said that Mr. Dean is his "father".

But why did his "father" bring him nothing but endless pain?

Wu Zhenzai walked out of the building.

He wandered the streets seemingly casually, as if he was just taking the opportunity to escape work.

Finally, he came to a plank road built by the river.The scenery here is good, and you can see five buildings not far away.

The bandaged young man quietly admired the rippling water, and at some point held a matchbox in his hand.

Human emotions are always complicated and contradictory, and love and pain often go hand in hand.

But the pain will pass.

But some things can always give people the strength to move forward.

The young man lowered his head, looked at the matchbox in his hand, and showed a faint smile.

"I won't turn back." He put away the matchbox, closed his eyes, and said with a smile.

He thought he was waiting for a hug.

However, he only felt a weight on his shoulders.A piece of clothing with body temperature was placed on his shoulders from behind.

Gentle and firm cut off the cool autumn wind.

"Wear thicker, don't catch a cold." A very soft and clear voice came from nowhere.

Wu Jingzai turned his head suddenly, and there was no one behind him.

He fixedly looked at the street that was no different from usual, and showed a helpless smile.

The clothes on his body were similar to the cloak that he wore after waking up that day. They were still black, but without the hood.However, wearing clothes over the windbreaker will look very strange...

But Wu Jingzai still didn't take off the clothes.

See, human feelings are sometimes simple and warm.Just like this cloak, there are always people who don't care whether he is handsome or weird, and just want him to wear more to avoid cold and eat more to prevent hunger.

Is this the characteristic of planting flowers?

He raised his hand to gather his cloak, and left the place where he could see the port mafia.

Dun sat alone on the bench.

It was already noon, and he insisted that Jinghua go back first, but he still stayed outside.

He didn't know where he was going or where he could go.He just sat on the bench, staring at the couples of parents and children in the square not far away in a daze.

"Dun Dun, you haven't gone back yet." A soft boy's voice sounded, and a Dazai Osamu with a bag on his back came over and sat beside Dun.

"Mr. Xiuzhi..." Dun looked at the young boy beside him, a little puzzled, "Why are you here?"

"Tsk." Osamu Dazai took off the bag and opened it, took out a wrapped rice ball and handed it to Atsushi, "Xiaoju and Daju are going to play a game that only orange cats can play, we black cats must respect the privacy of other cats, so I out."

uh... what do you mean?

Atsushi Nakajima was confused, and subconsciously took the rice ball—it was hot.

"Didn't you eat? I probably know what happened." Osamu Dazai took out a rice ball himself, opened the plastic wrap and took a slow bite, "The man saved by the little orange cat today is the director of your orphanage. ?”

"Save?" Dun was keenly aware of something.

"Well, Chuya from our world came to play with me today, and he saved someone and sent him to the detective agency." Osamu Dazai said casually while chewing on the dumpling, "If it wasn't for him, that person would have died in the car Get off now."

——Teacher Dean, almost died.

Atsushi Nakajima froze when he removed the rice ball.After realizing this, he began to tremble unconsciously again. .

"What's wrong?" Osamu Dazai tilted his head, "Could it be that you actually wanted him to die?"

"Mr. Dazai said that the dean teacher is actually my father. But I don't want to agree with this, because he has brought me a lot of pain. Is this how a father treats a child? I don't understand..."

"Oh." Osamu Dazai nodded and continued to eat, "That's what he said. So, do you actually hate that dean?"

"Of course!" Dun replied loudly, and then subconsciously lowered his voice, "But why, after hearing that he was prevented from dying, my first reaction was—fortunately, he is still alive Woolen cloth?"

"Because the story between you and him shouldn't end here." A clear male voice sounded from the other side of Atsushi Nakajima.

When is there someone around? !

Don turned around abruptly.