As a coser, I am revising the script every day

Dazai didn't speak.

He just looked at Zhongya Zhongyuan with deep eyes. His eyes, which are always full of beautiful afterglow, were as quiet as a pool of water that no one passed by. For a while, the air was a little rushing. I don’t know if it’s because the temperature outside the container gradually started to heat up. , or the oxygen flowing between the two began to thin, becoming shallow and entangled.

After a long period of silence, Osamu Dazai walked up to the orange-haired youth, bent down, and easily took the piece of crystal-clear unknown metal from his hand, casually threw it on the small table beside him, and let out a With a dull sound, an unknown piece of metal rolled on the table and landed in a corner. Osamu Dazai narrowed his eyes and said softly, "This is the gift I promised to give him."

Hearing the words, the orange-haired youth lightly basked in the sun, and looked up at Osamu Dazai with icy blue eyes. This friend who hadn't seen him for a long time walked into the container from the sun in just a few short steps, as if he had stepped through a battle. The false dream tore away all the camouflage, revealing the secret minions, he raised his eyebrows and said: "But as far as I know, the world's..."

"Central Plains is also dead."

He said the last sentence very slowly, his usual soft and hoarse voice seemed to have a small hook, but his eyes were very clear.

Obviously, he was trying to provoke Osamu Dazai.

But Osamu Dazai did not show any angry expression, he just looked at the expression on the face of the person in front of him miraculously, as if he was watching some rare beauty, after watching, he said doubtfully: "Chuya, Did I treat you badly in that world?"

This sudden problem wiped out all the atmosphere that Chuya Zhongya had created before.

He glanced lazily at Osamu Dazai, stood up, looked dignified and handsome, completely lacking the wild look just now, and hummed dissatisfiedly: "Bastard, can you be more self-aware of yourself? When have you been nice to me? Please, if skipping work every day is nice to me, then you are really nice to me. "

Finally seeing his whole body, Osamu Dazai murmured.

It seems to be a little higher than the middle, strange, is the middle different in each world?

Osamu Dazai estimated Nakahara Chuya's height curiously, and he came over with his lips curled up, and said unhappily, "Then why did you vent your anger on me?"

After finishing speaking, there was no need for Zhongyuan Zhongye to answer him, he just answered himself: "I always feel that I did something that was too much for the center."

Zhong Yuan raised his eyes and glanced at him with a half-smile, then raised his hand and swung a punch. This punch was windy, and it seemed that he had used a lot of strength, but Osamu Dazai just turned his head away. Just dodged.

"Sure enough, he did a very excessive thing."

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned around and kicked: "Bastard, it's not just the past, you did something too much just not long ago, why are you spreading such rumors to me, you think you have lived too long Yet?"

Osamu Dazai moved forward and retreated freely, and easily dodged. Seeing the container being kicked out of a hole by Nakahara Nakaya, he still had time to talk: "Okay, it was Chuya who started to provoke me first, and he already felt that I was coming. Still want to run, why don't you see me?"

Zhong Yuan also said: "Because there is no need to meet you at all, I came here just by chance, I will definitely go back, why should I meet you?"

Osamu Dazai held Chuya Nakahara's hand. This was a message about the truce between him and Chuya Nakahara.

He held Nakahara Chuya's wrist tightly, so tightly that Nakahara Chuya felt like he was going to crush his own wrist.

He thought about it, after such a long time no see, he really changed a lot. In the past, he could beat three Dazai Osamu, but now he has become a lot stronger.

Zhongyuan Zhong also asked him: "What? Are you afraid that I will use my power on you?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head, and asked in reply, "Then you can tell me why you have made these noises these days?"

If you just want to go, there is no need.There is no need to have compassion for the people of this world, and there is no need to have a sense of belonging to the port mafia.

And... Even if it is the sense of belonging to the port mafia, there is no need for Nakahara to clean up these existences that seem to be miscellaneous. As soon as he enters the mafia, he directly enters Ozaki Koye's subordinates, which is far higher than many of the port mafia. Nakahara Chuya, who is a low-level employee, didn't need to do this at all in the past.

The things he handled were sorted out by Osamu Dazai himself and then handed over to him with high-end data links.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, "Because I suddenly found out that I don't know how to leave, is it okay?"

"There's no point in dealing with it. It's just that it doesn't look pleasing to the eye, so I just cleaned it up. Why? Can't it?"

Seeing that Zhong Yuan didn't want to tell the truth to himself, Osamu Dazai was not in a hurry.

"Okay." Dazai Osamu said with a smile, "Then if that's the case, you want to stay here for a while? When you don't know how to get back, how about staying with me in the Armed Detective Agency?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave him a sideways look, and refused: "Impossible, I can't go there even if I die."

"Well." Osamu Dazai rolled his lips and said thoughtfully, "It seems that I also defected to the Armed Detective Agency in Chuya's place?"

Zhong Yuan also raised his eyebrows: "Why do I always feel that you are a little excited about your decision? Why, do you think this is the best choice?"

Osamu Dazai shrugged noncommittally: "I just want to change my way of life. Didn't I defect in Chuya's world? Ah, it's really a pity. Could it be that I killed Mr. Mori and took over? "

leader.

Nakahara Chuya's eyes paused for a moment, and he asked Dazai Osamu: "Why do you think so?"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head and showed him a short but beautiful smile: "Because it is impossible for me to stay and breathe in the same place as Mr. Mori. If I didn't run, Mr. Mori must have disappeared."

Zhong Yuan was not confused by his smile at all, rather than saying that he was not confused, it would be better to say that he is used to it: "So, now you are running away?"

Osamu Dazai said relaxedly: "Yes, but there is still a little bit of regret."

Zhong Yuan asked, "What regrets do you have?"

"Don't tell Zhongya."

Shui Jiangyi lowered his eyes, he thought to himself, even if you don't tell me, I will know.

Before the death of Nakahara Nakaya, he played a mission with Dazai Osamu for the last time. The location of the mission was on the edge of a shrine. In Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Nakaya was injured again. , two teenagers who were feared by the mafia at the port walked forward on the muddy ground, withstood the baptism of heavy rain.

It was a mountain road. On the way back, the car was directly buried by the collapsed mountain.

Under the pouring rain, there was no shelter at all, and Nakahara, who had no car, had to walk in the rain with Osamu Dazai on his back.

Osamu Dazai complained to Nakahara Chuya: "It's so annoying, how come they don't know the severity of the attack? Why can't they kill me at once?"

He was overwhelmed by Osamu Dazai, and he couldn't use gravity to block the rain. While cursing Osamu Dazai's nullification ability a hundred times in his heart, it was useless, he turned his head and looked at the bandage on Osamu Dazai's body.

Osamu Dazai's forearm was hit by a gun by accident just now, and he was bleeding profusely now, and he continued to make trouble without fear of trouble at all.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said in a good mood: "If you talk again, believe it or not, I will throw you directly?"

Osamu Dazai hugged his neck coquettishly: "I don't want it."

The heavy rain was pressing heavily on his body, so cold that it almost penetrated the marrow of his bones, but Dazai Osamu's breath against his neck was warm, and Dazai Osamu leaned against Nakahara Nakaya and asked: "Chuya, what do you say?" , will we die here?"

His forehead was pressed against Nakahara Chuya's neck, it was so hot that Nakahara Chuya's heart was beating.

Dazai had a fever.

"It shouldn't be easy for a bastard like you to die." Zhong Yuanzhong also managed to adjust his breathing, but unfortunately the air in the rain was getting thinner, and the rain was flowing down his cheeks. He said, "Not far away Then you can see people, I saw it on the way here."

"Chuya..." Osamu Dazai murmured in a low voice, "You are lying to me."

"Huh?" Nakahara Naka is also weird, Dazai Osamu has been burnt to this appearance, can you still tell whether he is lying to him or not?

"Why do you say that."

"Because if it's really very close, Chuya will definitely leave me and go away by himself, and then find someone to pick me up?"

"..." Tsk, you really can't play with someone like Osamu Dazai, you can't hide anything, "So?"

You want to get spanked?

"Chuya is so ruthless." Even though he said so, Osamu Dazai did not let go of his sticky hug of Chuya Nakahara, and leaned his head on Chuya Nakahara's shoulder little by little. , as if mercifully saying, "But I'm a wonderful person, so I think I have to forgive Chuya."

After that, Osamu Dazai gradually lost his voice.

It should be confused, and Nakahara didn't dare to stop to check Dazai's situation, so he had to carry Dazai on his back and kept walking. I don't know how long he walked until he found a family. Before he could speak, he passed out In front of that family.

When he woke up, Osamu Dazai had already woken up, lying on the side of the bed, looking at him with bright eyes, it was rare that they were as bright as falling stars.

Nakahara also subconsciously felt that he should have something to say to himself, but until the hostess of that family came in and treated them to lunch, Osamu Dazai didn't say anything.

Not long after lunch, people from the port mafia found this place. Nakahara Chuya said goodbye to the hostess and boarded the car. Before getting into the car, Dazai Osamu stopped him and said, "Chuya, I I heard there is a shrine here, do you want to go together?"

Since when did Dazai start to believe in things like shrines?

Nakahara also found it strange, but thinking of Dazai Osamu's bright eyes, he still didn't refuse: "Okay."

In other words, he has never successfully refused any request from Osamu Dazai.

The shrine is on a mountain far, far away. It just rained yesterday, and the air is still filled with the scent of vanilla from the soil. He and Osamu Dazai are not ordinary people. For them, climbing a mountain is very simple. one thing.

So Nakahara followed Osamu Dazai and climbed up the mountain step by step very seriously.

In addition to the temple, there is a huge tree, the lush canopy is covered with red colored silk, and when it is blown by the wind, it is like seeing a piecemeal rain, and the ground is red.

There is a small stall under the tree. The owner of the stall is an old woman in a kimono. Her silver hair is coiled up with a hairpin. She looks very kind-hearted. Several strands of red colored silk are placed on the stall.

Osamu Dazai, who just climbed a mountain to worship the god, instantly forgot what the god is, and ran to the side of the stall curiously and asked, "Is this thing for sale?"

The old woman nodded with a smile: "Yes, boy, do you want to buy one?"

"What can I buy it for?" Osamu Dazai asked.

He was about to pretend to be a young master who didn't understand anything, and Nakahara Nakahara sighed helplessly, but he was not in the mood to watch Osamu Dazai continue to play mentally handicapped. .

People here have close fathers and sons, friends, or lovers.

They all made their best wishes to this tree, some about the future, and some about the present, all small but very happy wishes.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai came back to him holding two pieces of red silk: "Chuya, write down your wish?"

He looked very happy, and seemed to be having a great time. Nakahara Nakaya, in order to avoid Dazai Osamu's troubles again, picked up the pen and wrote down his wish.

"Hope everyone is happy."

After finishing writing, Zhongyuan Zhong also decisively used gravity to throw his silk and satin to the highest and highest place.

Osamu Dazai rested his chin and said, "I want it too."

Zhong Yuan also asked him: "Why?"

"Because who knows if someone will peek at my dream just like Zhong Ye?" "..." Who wants to peek at your dream!

Zhong Yuanzhong also directly used gravity to throw his satin to the highest ground, and asked with a stinky face, "Can we go now?"

Osamu Dazai leaned over and asked him, "Don't you want to know what my dream is?"

"I want to know, will you tell me?"

"Of course."

"? Then why did you ask me to throw your red silk to the top?"

"Because what I want to do has something to do with Chuya!"

related to me?Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little curious: "How is it related to me?"

"When you want to resign from the port mafia, bring Zhongya with you, and Mr. Namori won't chase me down. It must be easier to find a careless Zhongya, right?"

"I actually have fantasies about you that shouldn't exist." Nakahara Chuya raised his hand and was about to beat Dazai Osamu violently, "Go, if you don't leave, I will beat you."

"So one day I leave, will Chung come with me?"

"Wait, go back and tell Mr. Sen that you are going to defect, bastard!"

Nakahara didn't tell Osamu Dazai, in fact, when he didn't hear Osamu Dazai's dream, he had already seen the writing on the red silk.

Dazai Osamu's characters were written on the flying red silk satin like butterfly wings.

want to escape.

……

"Is there anything you're hiding from me?"

"No."

"Really?" Osamu Dazai stared into Nakahara Chuya's eyes and said, "Chuya, do you know that you won't lie at all?"

Every time he lied, his eyes would drift away, and the trembling frequency of his eyelashes alone could betray his guilty conscience.

Especially in front of someone as keen and familiar with him as Osamu Dazai, Osamu Dazai looked at Chuya Nakahara who was close at hand: "Chuya, if you don't tell me the truth, you know what I will do, right?"

"Tsk." Nakahara patted Osamu Dazai's hand away impatiently, "I got it, I got it, why are you so annoying in another world? Tell you, tell you, I came here to do something One thing, I won't leave until that thing is done."

"Is it related to me?" Osamu Dazai asked.

"..." Zhongyuan Zhong also glared at him, "Can you stop asking so thoroughly? It's not about you, disappear for me in the future, and if you make rumors, I'll beat you up."

"Well." Osamu Dazai chuckled, "I'm just afraid that Zhong doesn't know how to lie, and I just want to help Zhong."

Following his voice, Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside.

He looked out along the door, and found that the people who came were neatly dressed, all wearing black suits of the port mafia, which made people dare not look directly at them.

.

So Zhongyuan Zhong also reacted slowly again, and he was tricked by Dazai again.

What Osamu Dazai said to him just now was just to delay time, so that Sister Hongye could find him.

What would be the result of letting Hongye find him?

Stay here longer?

... Was the trauma I caused to Osamu Dazai really that serious?Zhong Yuanzhong also reflected.

It was so serious that even the act of letting him stay had to go through nine twists and turns, and move out Hongye sister.

and……

"You are currently a member of the Armed Detective Agency. Just standing blatantly on the territory received by the port gangsters, are you sure you can still escape?"

Osamu Dazai shook his head: "I feel that I will definitely not be able to escape, so."

"Leave everything to Chuya."

Ah, don't act like we are the same as before, everything is left to me, and it doesn't matter if we make mistakes, Shui Jiangyi couldn't help but feel a little headache.

But the situation is impossible for him to continue to delay with Osamu Dazai, Shui Jiangyi walked out of the container, he thought that the person who came was Akutagawa Ryunosuke, Akutagawa Ryunosuke was a child raised by him, and he would always listen to what he said .

He's not yet ready to return to the Port Mafia to face them.

But when he walked out of the door of the container and saw the person standing in front of the door, he couldn't help holding his hands.

Because the person who came was not Akutagawa Ryunosuke, but Ozaki Koyo.

She stood outside the door, leaning on an umbrella to shade her from the sun, and her gorgeous makeup set off her [-]-point beauty.

Koyo Ozaki looked at Nakahara Chuya who stood in front of Osamu Dazai, and couldn't help but her eyes were red.

Before she could speak, Shui Jiangyi seemed to have understood her sadness.

Because his heart was beating so slowly, as if a blunt knife was cutting flesh.

Shui Jiangyi suddenly remembered that in the world of the IF line, the person in front of him who loved Zhongye in the Central Plains was at the time when the new and old leaders were handing over.

Forever closed his eyes.

This is a person who only existed in the distant memory of the Central Plains, where the if line became a lonely family.

作者有话要说：谢谢观看。感谢在2021-08-0423:01:08~2021-08-0523:07:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Jiujiu 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Zhenyi; 533837716 bottles; 5 bottles of Mengxingrensan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!