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Dazai Osamu faced Nakahara Chuya's aggressiveness, but he lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

Dazai Osamu's bones are really beautiful, from the ups and downs of the brow bone to the eyelids, it seems to be an elegant arc. When he raised his eyes, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, as if they were about to hold a handful of snow at any time. He smiled lightly and said: "Chuya, the current me is against you."

"But it's all out."

His eyes fell on Zhongyuan Zhong's ice blue eyes that were also full of anger, but suddenly he was filled with emotion, and he said, "Zhongye, are you furious for me?"

Nakahara also paused for a while because of his questioning, he didn't know why Osamu Dazai had such a soft question, as if he didn't know how to answer Dazai at all, was he furious because of Osamu Dazai?

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't dare to look at his face, but he knew it clearly.

Indeed, he was outraged at the possibility that Osamu Dazai might have deceived him.

But it wasn't because he felt cheated by Osamu Dazai, but because he wanted to get closer to Osamu Dazai, and even closer.

Osamu Dazai's soul is really too heavy, just like Chuya Nakahara said just now that his body is full of filth, Osamu Dazai's soul is soaked in too much blood and crying, his soul carries a body that no one has ever seen before. The darkness is getting farther and farther away.

And Zhongya, in the Central Plains, broke away from the previous world line.

He tried in vain to take over Osamu Dazai's bloated and heavy soul.

Chuya Nakahara shook off Dazai Osamu's hand and said, "You'd better tell me the whole thing, otherwise..."

Half of his words got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak any more.

In fact, he knew it well, otherwise there would be a period of silence after that.

And Osamu Dazai should have guessed it, so he smiled brightly, so beautifully.

The kite-colored eyes scattered into a dense sea of ​​clouds, supporting Zhongyuan Zhongye's ups and downs in that beautiful and dreamy sea of ​​clouds.

He said: "Otherwise, I will be punished, and I will not be allowed to desire death in this life."

Punish me to stay in this world for a long time for you.

·

After the conversation that day, Nakahara Chu also felt that his relationship with Osamu Dazai became much closer for no reason.

It doesn't mean how intimate the behavior is. To put it a little more abstractly, it's the soul he felt that he released gradually touched Dazai Osamu's soul.

In front of Zhongye Zhongye, he no longer had a cunning and smiling face all the time.

The calm Osamu Dazai was expressionless, he seemed to be looking at something, but he didn't seem to be looking at anything.

Nakahara Chu also unexpectedly discovered that Osamu Dazai's greatest hobby is to be in a daze.

As they defected longer and longer.

The time-space correctors I met became more and more powerful. From the very beginning, Zhongya Zhongye could use physical skills to knock him down, and then the powerful ones needed Chuya Zhongye to activate the filth to defeat him.

In one dim night after another, in one wet and mottled alley after another.

Chuya Nakahara almost felt like he had walked all the streets and alleys of Yokohama.

In every alley, hidden by the dim mist, against the exhaustion of the whole body, they fought bloody battles again and again.

But the Central Plains has not flinched once.

Because he knows that behind him is Dazai Osamu, and when he needs to defend against enemies outside this world, Dazai Osamu is also studying all their origins, racing against time, snatching the time stolen from outside the world line.

There was another click.

Zhong Yuanzhong also twisted the last man's neck expressionlessly, and under his feet, the long corpse spread to an unknown boundary.

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook off the blood stained on the black gloves, and found that the blood stains were so thick that the black gloves on his hands had been stained, so he took off the gloves and threw them on the ground.

He walked towards Osamu Dazai: "How is your research going?"

Osamu Dazai raised his head to look at him, and he said, "Squat down and let me have a look."

"?"

Chuya Nakahara felt that his words were groundless, but he didn't really understand why Osamu Dazai suddenly said those words, but this did not prevent him from doing what Osamu Dazai said.

He squatted down obediently, staring at the bloody corpse in front of Osamu Dazai, feeling a little hurt: "Why is it the same way you deal with prisoners in the port mafia?"

"Since a long time ago, I have always felt that the prisoners who pass through your hands are horrible."

Osamu Dazai was used to listening to Nakahara Chuya's complaints, he raised his hand, just stretched it out, but stopped.

He withdrew his hand back, and used his teeth to tear off the white glove bit by bit, revealing the slender white fingers underneath.

Every time a correction officer appears, after they die, they will only exist in this world for a moment. When they all die, but 10 minutes later, all of them will disappear.

Even though it was such an urgent time, Dazai Osamu was so slow, and Nakahara Nakahara didn't feel bored at all.

He watched Osamu Dazai throw the glove aside, and then reached out to his cheek affectionately.

A cold hand brushed Nakahara Chuya's face, and before Nakahara Nakaya felt anything, Osamu Dazai casually brushed away the hair that was sticking to his cheek with blood.

The movements are as gentle as if they were just touching a cotton candy.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "You just had your hair stuck to your cheek."

The fog gradually dissipated, and Zhong Yuanzhong also subconsciously shook his hair.

The soft and curled orange half-long hair fell obediently on his shoulders, and he said a little embarrassedly: "Is this the question I just asked you?"

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and said, "No, it's just that I feel that this matter is more important to me."

After finishing speaking, he raised the bottle in the other hand: "Here, this is what I just found from them."

In the transparent glass bottle, there are traces of ice blue lines.

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned: "What is this?"

Osamu Dazai explained: "I have never been in contact with this kind of thing. I found it from under their faces, didn't I find it? Every time they appear."

From the end of their eyes to the chin, there will be a beautiful ice blue pattern at the first moment of appearance.

It's just that it is often hidden in the fog and is not humane.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood up, stretched his ankles that were a little sore from squatting, and said, "Why don't you go home? This wretched place is really annoying, the humidity is too heavy."

Osamu Dazai's gaze was straightened by his long legs that rose suddenly, and fell on Chuya Nakahara's shoulder.

From his shoulders, the mist dissipated little by little.

The gentle light of the morning sun fell from Nakahara Chuya's shoulders.

Landing in front of Dazai Osamu, he raised his hand to catch the small piece of light, lowered his eyes and said.

"Okay, go home."

·

Osamu Dazai's research has begun to take shape, an energy that does not exist in this world.

The sample he extracted was tested on a small white mouse, and the small white mouse really seemed to be like the group of people, getting up again and again under his hands.

When Osamu Dazai handed this test product to Nakahara Chuya to see.

Nakahara also cast a casual glance at Osamu Dazai in disapproval, and sighed deeply: "Such a person, Dazai, what kind of pronoun do you want?"

Dazai Zhi raised his eyebrows, "The so-called gods?"

When he said the last two words, his words were very tender.

Those two words seemed to be poured out slowly between his lips and teeth, and they were intimate and gentle.

Chuya Nakahara's ears became hot almost instantly, he coughed, and said hastily and briefly: "Probably count."

Crimson almost instantly occupied Zhongya Zhongye's ears. When he heard the word "God", Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know why he suddenly remembered that he once regarded himself as a god in his embarrassing youth.

And Osamu Dazai's reaction at that time...

Zhong Yuanzhong also selectively forgot all the shallow memories about the past.

However, Osamu Dazai was not going to bypass this topic. He moved closer to Chuya Nakahara, and said, "I heard that the gods are furious, and no one can escape. Chuya, are you afraid?"

Zhong Yuan said, "Can I still run away if I'm afraid?"

The world line has collapsed, can he go back to the right path?

Moreover, Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want to go back to the past either, he closed his eyes, his eyelashes were drawn down, his brows became calm, and he said: "Anyway, you should die first, bastard Dazai."

Dazai also closed his eyes.

This is the third house they rented after they defected.

The first house lived in the city center. He and Zhongyuan Zhong also put on all kinds of decorations every day at sunset, and went out covertly. Although it was not comfortable, it was better than before. Much better for tasks.

The second house is by the sea, with rough waves beating against the beach. When there was no correction officer, Osamu Dazai and Nakahara just pulled a deck chair and leaned on the beach, allowing the cold sea water to submerge his ankles.

This house is on the edge of a mountain forest, and every day when I wake up, I can almost hear the sound of birdsong.

Time seemed to slow down.

Osamu Dazai squeezed the glass bottle in his hand, he thought, maybe, this kind of life is not bad.

Hiding among the crowd, he and Zhongyuan Zhongye seemed to have shed the skin that must be the same as ordinary people, and became free and unrestrained.

He is no longer the port mafia, or the so-called brain trust Osamu Dazai.

He can be an unknown passerby Dazai at will.

And Zhongyuanzhong will no longer be like the leader of the sheep organization, let alone the famous gravity envoy.

They were submerged in the crowd, and gradually let go of all guards, calculations and schemes, and all previous estrangements.

together in a crowd.

Gradually become ordinary him and him.

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching.

This world line is coming to an end, the first world line is coming to an end, I'm really reluctant.

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