How to make a boss slaughter in love

After the summer festival, most of the people were busy with new schedules.

Not everyone is like Hoshino, who can control his work and rest time.Dazai sent Xiaoyin over and told her that he was going to Osaka to discuss a cooperation, but there was no news for several days.

Hoshino knew that Zhong would follow, so he never had any worries, but when Xiaoyin came, he handed over a handwritten document, saying that having this document would save a lot of trouble, and Dazai accepted it.

During the days of bartending and making food, the sun rises and sets countless times, creating a dazzling sunset in the sky.

The paper cranes hanging in front of the window hung quietly, the original colored paper also began to fade gradually, and the eyes of the special agent department outside the window were also withdrawn.When Dazai went to Osaka, Hoshino accepted several external commissions from the government, and completed them without leaving a trace.

When the last leaf of autumn is also taken away by the Siberian monsoon, this winter, Yokohama rarely falls the first snowflake of winter.

Then came the new year.

"Are you really not staying here?" Oda asked, standing in front of the panel with a group of children, wearing aprons, with flour on their hands, "It's good to watch the New Year together." "

"Sister Hoshino..." Saku Le grabbed the corner of Hoshino's clothes and raised her head, "Can't you stay?"

"No, don't you want to spend the New Year with your family?" Hoshino knelt down, reached out to hug Sakule, smiled and rejected Odasaku's proposal, and said to the boys who had already started arguing: "Everyone wants to play!" Have fun." Then he turned to leave.

"Alright."

There are very few pedestrians on the road, and most of them have already prepared the soba noodles for dinner at home. The snow in the city has been cleaned up since the day it snowed, and it has been piled up in the corners of the street. It's muddy.

Hoshino waved his hand and called a taxi, and told the destination while the driver was stunned.

"Little girl, why did you go there at this time? If you go back later, you may not be able to find the car."

"It's okay, thank you for reminding me."

Compared with other cities, Yokohama's winter is not cold, there is very little snow, and most of the time, Yokohama is sunny.

The sky was already dark and gray, with faint snowflakes falling, Hoshino raised his head, as if looking at snow from the bottom of the water, flakes of snowflakes

Floating in the air as if it would take a lifetime to come down.Occasionally, snowflakes fell on his face and quickly turned into mercury. Hoshino raised his hand to wipe off the water stains.

The path of the cemetery has been buried by thin snow, perhaps because few people come here, the snow here has no pollution.Like a piece of white yarn covered here.White and crystal clear, without a trace of wrinkles.

Hoshino walked to the tomb step by step, and put down the bouquet. In the ice and snow, the bouquet of birds of paradise was extraordinarily bright and beautiful.She reached out to brush away the snow on the side of the tombstone and leaned against the edge of the tombstone.

The tombstone in the snow was surprisingly warm, and she leaned on it greedily, like a little girl who struck the last match, easily falling asleep in her own dream.

The night ink painted the sky, and Yokohama fell into the New Year's carnival.A few stars twinkled in the sky above the cemetery, and the lights of the city in the distance illuminated half of the night sky, laying brilliant colors on it.

In the Mafia building at the port, the champagne tower has been prepared. After the leader made a routine speech, he entered the New Year's party.For a moment when no one was paying attention, Dazai quietly left.

He went to find someone.

The new snow covered the footprints with a layer of gauze, and Dazai walked towards the finish line along the blurred footprints on the snow.The leather shoes stepped into the snow, and the snow was not thick, but they creaked softly.The black clothes were hidden in the night, but suddenly became clear after stepping into the snow.

On the side of the tombstone, the people leaning there could only see her vague outline from a distance.

Dazai walked over in two or three steps, and quietly squatted aside.

It's like traveling thousands of miles alone just to get yourself closer to where you belong.The suffocation of loneliness disappeared, replaced by a reassuring tranquility.

The warm coat covered Hoshino's body like fresh snow covering the accumulated snow.A warm breath rushed towards her face, like a sleeping person being awakened, she slowly opened her eyes.

In the silent snowy night, a cold and playful voice came from my ear: "Hoshino, do you want to die here again?"

It seemed to be the phantom sound of a god coming from the sky, strange but familiar.

She was silent for a long time, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Dazai?"

"Ah."

The long eyelashes trembled a few times, and Hoshino could clearly see the person squatting beside him and the coat covering him.She tried to move her stiff hands and feet, and after a long time, she slowly stood up holding the tombstone.

Dazai took a few steps back, "I didn't expect Hoshino to wear a black coat quite well."

The white air exhaled from his mouth was lingering around his hand like a cloud, and Hoshino replied half-seriously and half-jokingly: "Really?"

"No, purple is more suitable." Dazai smiled slightly on his pale face, and then refused.

"That's it, all right," she said.

This seems to be the tone of success, accompanied by a little lightheartedness.

Hoshino knew that Dazai would not propose to invite her to join Port Mafia again.

"Let's go, it's getting colder and colder here, but I only have one coat." Dazai laughed, seeming very happy.

Hoshino put the coat back on Dazai's body, she hesitated for a moment, and tied the red scarf hanging on both sides around him, then took a step back and opened the distance.Looking away, she was afraid of seeing the sarcasm in Dazai's eyes.

She knows how to please Dazai.Cooperate with Dazai's plan, stand outside his world, be an obedient pawn, maybe you can get a little mercy in the end.But Hoshino didn't want to do that.

"This year has been very hard." Hoshino said.

It's just that she has participated in dozens of incidents.The port mafia invades everything that accounts for a large part of the economy, whether it is the real economy or the virtual economy, not to mention the political pursuit of power.She could see that the port mafia was trying to take control of the entire area.

However, is it really just to expand the sphere of influence of the mafia?

"Yes, thank you for your help, otherwise it wouldn't be like this."

Hoshino shook his head, "Forget it. Without my help, the progress will be slower at best."

The bells of the New Year's Eve were heard in the distance, and one hundred and eight had just begun to ring.Dazai suddenly turned his head and interrupted the conversation between them, "Hoshino, how about we go to worship?"

"Go to the temple?" The wind brought snowflakes into Hoshino's clothes, and Hoshino turned up the collar of the windbreaker, sweeping the snowflakes off his shoulders.

The neon lights of the city reflect the sky into a colorful nebula, worthy of the color of a fairy tale.

"Well, let's go. The summer festival has already passed, and the New Year's should also be celebrated."

Dazai's voice was slightly hoarse, but it was too clear in the night.

Hoshino suddenly understood.

If that's the case, then she doesn't mind asking next year, "Okay, let's go. Dazai, will you go to the temple next year too?"

She asked about next year, not later.

Dazai stopped, "Yes. Yes." Then he paused, "Next year, next year, and the year after that." This was a promise he made within a controllable range.

Hoshino was stunned.

At that moment, there was silence in the air, and the sound of snow falling on the ground could be heard.

Dazai could feel the slight trembling of that body.She understands that she did these things in the name of wooing her.It's just that such unreliable words can actually make her... so happy.

Dazai hesitated, he was listening and watching.

But what you see may not be true, and what you hear may not be false.The strange voice in his heart kept saying something, but he couldn't hear it at all.

Dazai is well aware that the world is under his control for the next three and a half years.And the person in front of him is just one of the many pieces on the chessboard.

After the plan is completed, he will leave, and Hoshino will stay on the chessboard instead of him and continue to fight alone.

She will still be alone.So in the time he can control, as much as possible, pretend to understand her to make some compensation.

"Are you that happy?" Dazai asked.

Hoshino hummed lightly, then stopped talking, his voice dissipated in the snow.

The temple is very lively.After the abbot of the temple knocked one hundred and eight times, people came out of their homes one after another to pray in the temple.The crowds on the street gradually became crowded, with children chasing and fighting back and forth, and the handsome boys and girls walking side by side frequently attracted the attention of passers-by.

"I didn't expect this temple to allow bell ringing, let's try." Hoshino looked up at Dazai and suggested.

Red ribbons are wrapped around the bell and pestle, orange candlelight shines through the paper lampshade, and the surroundings are surrounded by warm light.Even the corners of Dazai's eyes seemed to soften.

"okay."

When the bell rang, Hoshino suddenly grabbed Dazai's hand and ran away with a smile.There were more and more people queuing at the back, and from time to time some young girls came to the front, wanting to strike up a conversation.After seeing Hoshino and Dazai standing together, they smiled and pushed each other, and retreated back while whispering.

On the way to the main hall, the stone road has gone through thousands of years, and the surface is bumpy and not smooth anymore.Only the decorations on the door beams are painted new every year, and the colors are bright and eye-catching.

Hoshino walked backwards in front of Dazai with his hands behind his back, tilting his head, "Although Dazai proposed to go to the temple, Dazai actually doesn't know the process."

"Indeed, did Hoshino come to the temple before?"

"Well. In the past, I would go to temples during the New Year. But..." She raised her head, "I have been in Yokohama for the past few years, and this is the first time."

The main hall was full of candlelight, Hoshino and Dazai took the white paper handed over by the monk with both hands, and the written content on the paper heralded the luck of this year.Everyone who hung the white paper on the tree stood under the tree, put their hands together, and prayed devoutly.I hope that the content on the paper can be realized.

Dazai watched Hoshino hang up the note and closed his eyes, just like her.But he didn't pray for anything, he just stood beside Xingye, silently.

There was a strange freshness from the bottom of my heart, no one had ever taken him to do this kind of thing.It doesn't make sense to just do this kind of thing.

When leaving the temple, Dazai looked at the crowd gathered there, "Hoshino, do you believe it?"

She smiled and said, seemingly firmly, "I believe in what I'm doing more. But anyway, it's always a good sign."

Hoshino had an intuition about Dazai, she felt that she wanted to take Dazai to do something that he had never done before, even though Dazai knew about those things.But she wanted to let him experience it personally. This idea started after Hoshino met Dazai.

After experiencing everything in this world, you may feel a little bit.

There are more and more people on the street, and the noise of the crowd surrounds our ears. Most of them come out with their families, and there are also lovers who are in the period of passionate love. They are holding hands and interlocking fingers, which is extremely sweet.

The child who ran out from behind suddenly knocked down in front of Hoshino, and Hoshino helped the child up.

"Not hurt."

"Well, thank you sister."

After the child stood up, he thanked Hoshino and ran away immediately. An adult's voice behind him said to run slower.

Dazai looked at Hoshino, then averted his gaze, thoughtful.Hoshino stood up with a smile on his lips, "Dazai? Let's go?"

It was that voice again, so familiar, Dazai vaguely remembered where he had heard it before.But the memory is fleeting and hard to capture.

"Well, go back."

At the corner of the shop, there are few people coming and going, and they are only people who live nearby.After all, the bustling temples are some distance away from here, and the distance and noise make this place more peaceful.Hoshino pushed open the door and turned on the crystal lamp.In an instant, it became a fairy tale in a dream, and it happened to be snowing outside the window.Last summer, the paper cranes hung on the windows, and the colors faded under the bleaching of the sun.

Hoshino brought out two glasses of lemon cider and put them on the glass table. He saw Dazai take off his coat and put it on the back of the chair, looking up at the window.The fluffy black hair slid down the sides, revealing the handsome facial features of the boy.

"what happened?"

"These ornaments are a bit old." Dazai turned around, pulled out the chair and sat down, the cuffs of the snow-colored shirt were slightly rolled up to the forearm, and the black tie was clearly separated from it.

"That's right." Hoshino put down the fruit wine and sat across from Dazai, "I'll get a new one after this summer festival."

"Okay." Dazai nodded lightly, a smile appeared on his originally pale face.

"Hoshino..." Dazai turned his head, his voice was low, he raised the wine glass in his hand, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

No one will visit suddenly, it only belongs to the two of them at this moment.

There is still light snow floating quietly outside the window, there is no sound at all, it is very leisurely and leisurely.It is precisely because of this silent soothing that people feel that these snowy nights are so quiet and serene.

***

The morning sun in winter seems to be shrouded in tulle, which is light in color and not as aggressive as summer.

After watching the sunrise with Dazai, she sent people back to the Mafia building at the port, and went back to the shop by herself.She sits on a wicker chair covered with wool

A blanket, freshly brewed coffee in hand, light sunlight shining around, blowing away the rising steam.Hoshino slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window. The world was so quiet that it made people drowsy.

And she did.

I originally thought that no matter where the winter was, it was as cold as the night, but after that, I began to look forward to every winter.

The author has something to say:

It's all written here, and I just realized that the two of them have never held hands, hugged, let alone kissed...

The author is miserable.

But can this be my business? This is the chief Zai's business.seriously jpg.)

Is the leader, Zaina, the one who can admit that he is tempted? ? ?

Okay, I'm preparing for the exam, and I don't want to fail.See you all in July.