This is a nurturing essay

Before I knew it, a man was sitting beside him.

He was wearing a white shirt, a dark blue knitted vest, and black trousers. His black half-length curly hair was tied low, and his handsome features looked at them with a gentle smile.

"You...you are?" Dun quickly calmed down after being startled.

"Liu Liu!" Osamu Dazai next to him called out, and then puffed up his cheeks, "Aren't you avoiding me?"

"I'm wronged, when did I avoid you?" The man blinked his iris-colored eyes, "It's just a coincidence that I missed it. Look, didn't I come here?"

"Hmph, you came here for the little tiger." Osamu Dazai bit off the last bite of the rice ball angrily, "Forget it, I forgive you, who made you the unique brother Liuliu?"

"Thank you Osamu-sama for your forgiveness." The man chuckled, and then looked at Dun, "I am the elder of this child. Dun-jun, right? Xiaozhi has caused you trouble these days."

"No, no, Mr. Xiuzhi also helped me a lot." Nakajima Atsushi was a little restrained, "Nice to meet you, I am Nakajima Atsushi."

"Well, Dunjun is a good boy." The man nodded, "It's noon, why don't you eat?"

"Well, Mr. Xiuzhi just gave me rice balls." Dun said quickly.

"Then eat quickly - no matter what happens, you must eat well. Life always goes on." The man rolled his eyes.

Such a gentle person.

Although it feels a little rude, but the other party let him eat, so let's eat...?

Dun opened the rice ball and tentatively took a bite.It is different from the unique taste of convenience stores. The delicious gravy permeates every grain of rice, which immediately arouses his appetite.

So he gnawed quickly.

"My cooking skills should be pretty good." The man couldn't help laughing as he watched him eat rice balls quickly.

"Huh?" Don's eyes widened.

"Eat, you eat, I say." The man cast his eyes on the parents and children in the square.

"You are glad that he is still alive, which means that you actually want your bond to continue. Whether you hate it or love it, the story always has to develop. Stopping suddenly is not what a good author should do."

"Your ending, your ending with him, should be chosen by you. No matter what you choose to do, it is your own choice."

The man raised his hand and gently stroked Atsushi Nakajima's head.This movement was so gentle that Dun even stopped chewing and froze in place.

"It's okay to be confused, but not for too long. Otherwise, someone will worry about you."

"But I don't know what to do." Dun swallowed the last bite of the rice ball and murmured.

"You can think about it slowly until you figure out what to do, but don't delay your current life because of it." The man stood up, "What Dazai-kun wants to tell you is that that person actually loves you, But you don’t need to forgive him, just let it go; what I want to tell you is that it doesn’t matter what you choose, the important thing is to move forward.”

He turned back to look at the children on the bench and raised his eyebrows: "What we adults can do is to speak the truth. As for the road, we still have to walk by ourselves."

"Leaving again?" Osamu Dazai sighed, "You say you, what is there to hide?"

"Let me wait a little longer." The man spread his arms and smiled, "Aren't you going to hug me?"

"If you know it, you know how to act like a baby." Osamu Dazai jumped off the bench and threw himself into the arms of the man, "Go, Liuliu."

"See you sometime, myboy." The man hugged the little boy and kissed his forehead lightly.

He let go of Osamu Dazai, and smiled at Ton again: "Come on, Ton-kun."

"I see, thank you!" Dun also stood up and bowed to the gentle elder.

When he stood up straight, there was only Osamu Dazai with his hips in front of him.

"Still confused?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"Yeah...it's terrible." Atsushi Nakajima sat back on the bench and smiled wryly, "Actually, I'm just not reconciled."

Such an experience full of blood and pain, now tell him it is because of love...

It's better to let him continue to linger in that nightmare.

Knowing that all of this is "for my own good", what position do I have to hate?

"Dun Dun, listen to me." Osamu Dazai frowned, waved his hand, and signaled Dun to bow his head.

Atsushi leaned over, so Osamu Dazai touched the head of the white-haired boy who was much taller than him, with a serious look.

"Your Mr. Dazai is right. You don't need to forgive him. Human emotions are very complicated. Whether it's hatred or resentment, it's all part of your relationship."

It was clearly a young boy in front of him, but his voice was unspeakably transparent and mature.

"He was the hell of your childhood. He brought you suffering. It is true that this suffering made you, but Dun Dun, don't thank the suffering."

"You have to thank that, the little you who survived the suffering, the past, and yourself."

"What you want to think about is not 'what should I do', but to feel what kind of feeling you have in your heart."

"If you hate it, then hate it."

"Hate is also the bond between you and him."

Osamu Dazai rubbed the hair of the white-haired boy secretly, and let go of his hands in satisfaction.

Dun sat up straight, and asked dryly, "Then what if I choose...not to hate him?"

"Then, you probably have grown up." Osamu Dazai sighed.

He took his bag and carried it on his back: "I'm going first, the orange cat time is coming to an end. Go back early, Dun Dun."

The boy turned and left, feeling a little sad in his heart.

All love and hatred will eventually come to an end.And those years of hatred will one day usher in a leisurely smile.

I understand that you did not forgive him.

You just forgave the time that was full of blood and tears.

You just go back to that remote orphanage, meet the crying "you" in the dungeon, and hug him.

Your father loved you the wrong way.

But you can love yourself the right way.

——Just like that big Dazai.

The boy slowly walked towards the destination, but his heart was a little uneasy.After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"What's wrong?" A clear voice came through the signal.

"Liu Liu, you were listening just now. Although Dun Dun and I said so, it really is..."

"I don't want to have anything to do with the Tsushima family. I know, and I don't want to either." The man snorted, "Because I haven't received his love, not even twisted love. There is no love or hate, so naturally it doesn't matter."

So he is not "father".

"It's different, Liuliu. I..." Osamu Dazai hesitated for a while, but still couldn't find a suitable expression.

"It's okay, Xiaozhi, I understand. Even now, you don't want to accept that time."

"Then don't grow up."

My child, I hope you never have to "grow up" if you can.

"Well, I know." Osamu Dazai couldn't help laughing, "I knew you would say that."

"But you called anyway."

"Because I want to hear you say that."

"My honor~" The man's voice burst into a smile.

While talking on the phone, Osamu Dazai had already run into an alley.

After finishing the call with his brother, the boy looked up at the sky and muttered softly: "It's time to come back."

Before the words were finished, two red dots, one large and one small, appeared on the horizon. They flew towards this side quickly, dragging out two long tails.

The two clusters of red light finally landed in front of Dazai Osamu like a shooting star.

Osamu Dazai blinked, and said in a teasing tone, "Flying back? Is it interesting?"

"Cool!" The little red light group - Zhong Ye rarely showed a childish expression, his little face flushed with excitement.

"Hmm." The big red light group - the cadre Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows handsomely, "Good job."

He leaned slightly, stretched out his fist, and touched Xiao Zhongye's fist: "Flying is a man's romance."

"Quack quack quack!" On Zhongya Zhongya's shoulder, Chaoge fluttered his wings excitedly.Just now this bird didn't fly by itself at all, it was carried by gravity.

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes: "It's really fun."

"How about it, do you want to go racing with me?" Nakahara Chuya deliberately asked Xiao Zhongya, "We don't take this little Dazai with us."

"Hmm..." Xiaozhong also looked at Osamu Dazai hesitantly, and thought carefully for a few seconds, "It's not good to leave Dazai behind, let's forget it."

"Chuya! You hesitated!" Osamu Dazai turned pale with shock, "You wavered, right?"

"I refused, brother." Xiaozhong also said solemnly.He waved his hand, and the white crow Chaoge immediately flew back to his shoulder, "Drag racing is not good."

"Tsk." Zhongyuan Zhong also shook his head, "Forget it, it's good for you to do this. Hey, boys, call me if you have any questions, I'll go back first!"

The handsome man left as soon as he said he would.He waved his hand casually and walked out of the alley.

"Have you finished what you need to say?" Osamu Dazai asked Nakaya.

"Yeah." Xiao Zhong also watched his future self go away, "It's nothing."

Osamu Dazai didn't ask his partner's little secret.He just threw a rice ball over: "That's good, let's go."

——The reason for this situation is, of course, because of Osamu Dazai.

In the morning, Zhongyuan Zhongye received a text message on his private mobile phone number.

There is only one location, and one photo.The location is an ordinary alley in Yokohama, the key problem is the photos.

In the photo, there is a blue bracelet—a bracelet that once belonged to "Sheep".

Nakahara also intuited that this incident had something to do with the trumpet Dazai he saw that day.He didn't inform the others, and rushed to the alley alone.

Sure enough, there was that kid named Tsushima there.But unexpectedly...

After seeing him, the kid patted the shoulder of another orange-haired boy beside him, with a serious expression on his face: "Look, let me tell you that I didn't lie to you. Go back and drink more milk."

And another teenager who looked exactly like himself at the age of 11 looked at him and collapsed after a few glances: "This is not true!"

Zhong Yuan also retorted subconsciously: "Asshole, I'm still in the growth period!"

The orange-haired kid immediately looked over expectantly: "Really?"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Isn't something wrong.

He already had a reliable and outrageous guess in his mind.

"I said." The mafia cadre lowered the brim of his hat, "you are not from the past, are you?"

"Bingo! Ten points for Gryffindor!" Osamu Dazai snapped his fingers, "Let's get to know each other again, I am Osamu Dazai, this is my nephew Nakahara Chuya, I..."

"Who is your nephew!" Xiaozhong also interrupted him, and couldn't help complaining, "Also, don't speak in such a tone of 'I'm Peppa, this is my brother George'!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also slapped his face fiercely.

This world, or it should be destroyed.