get out of my yokohama

When Hill came back from the upper world, what he saw was the smiling Dazai Osamu.

"Why did you get out of bed?"

"miss you!"

He spoke so confidently that Hill didn't know how to reply, his hands crawled behind Hill, and brought her into his arms, with the blond hair brushed aside, smoothing it once and for all.

"Hill, I'm conflicted."

"I hope you will be soft-hearted, and I hope you will not be so soft-hearted."

The former shows that she can still be moved, and the latter will make him jealous.

Hill had a strange feeling. He was obviously tall and slender, and she looked petite by holding her who was over 1.7 meters tall. After saying these words, his aura shrank again and again, wishing he could roll coquettishly on her palm.

This is not surprising.

Mr. Dazai was originally a cute, handsome, beautiful, and philosophical man, with self-consistent logic, and no one would feel disobedient about what he did. It is time to reflect on it.

She didn't say anything and told him to go back and lie down. She went to cook and Dr. Xie Ye would come later.

Not surprisingly, this time A-Dun and Jinghua also came, and checked his injury with Dr. Xie Ye, thinking that it would be safer for him to lose another bottle of anti-inflammatory drip, who told him to run away not long after the operation Go out and surf.

Over there, Nakajima Atsushi and Kyoka were muttering.

"Mr. Dazai is so quiet." He thought that when he came here, he would see a Dazai Osamu who was running around and didn't feel hurt at all.

Jinghua asked softly, "Didn't you see that his feet were tied to the bed?"

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

The delicate eyes could not help turning to Hill who was checking his makeup in the small mirror. Hill closed the mirror, and his calm eyes swept over, as if asking what's the matter.

"Are you going out later?" It was Jinghua who spoke.

"Yeah." I have to get the house done in the morning and tell Francis about the book in the afternoon.

Atsushi Nakajima suggested that since this is the case, he should look at Mr. Dazai.

"You guys don't have jobs?" Hill asked.

While looking for Osamu Dazai's vein, Yosano Akiko said: "The detective agency is very busy recently, but Mr. Ranpo is also very motivated."

Hill understands: "If you have an opponent and competitor for a while, you must be very happy if you are busy."

"But that Moriarty..."

"Don't worry, the port mafia won't let him stay for too long. Sooner or later he will go back." Mr. Sen was scheming and found a good teammate. After McCauf's idea, the port mafia sent people to plan to clean up Moria. Rooted in Europe's criminal kingdom, Tee won't have a restful life ahead.

There is a high probability that the manpower of Hong Kong and Black is still Mr. Zhongyuan. If this is the case, it is estimated that he will have to live a social animal life with 360 five-day business trips a year.

Hill spent the whole morning packing up and moving over. Books, clothes and some small items, and the rest are original things in the dormitory. After moving, contact the housekeeping to clean it inside and out, and return the key to Mr. Kunikida .Atsushi Nakajima and the three of them are all fine, so I can help her by the way.

She hugged the box containing books and magazines from Atsushi Nakajima, who was a little worried: "Let me do it, it's too heavy."

"It's okay, Aton, you can help Mr. Dazai collect things."

"Where are you going?"

"In my case," Hill stopped and half turned around, "Arden, you are right."

He was confused when he heard it. Generally speaking, Miss Hill is right more often, to be more accurate, 90.00% of the time, she is right, the only time... Ah, that incident.

When he came to his senses, she went downstairs with the suitcase in her arms, and she didn't have the chance to ask that question until they got back in the car together. He was very excited, and Miss Hill finally opened her eyes.

"Miss Hill, do you believe it?"

"Ah."

During the attack of the group before, it was the first time that Hill heard someone tell her that Osamu Dazai liked her, but he just didn't take it to heart. After so long, I still can't believe it when I think about it.

Seeing her plain expression, his excitement faded a lot, and he asked cautiously, "What's Miss Hill thinking?"

"There is a scientific explanation that when love comes, the human body will produce a large amount of dopamine, which will cause the brain to be excited. If this reaction continues, it will bring side effects to the human body, so the body will automatically generate inhibitors, which means that the effect of dopamine is time-sensitive. Sexually, about a thousand days, that is, three years."

Nakajima Atsushi and Izumi Kyoka, who were sitting in the back row, looked at each other, and the meaning in the words was very clear. She thought that after three years, the matter would be resolved, and she might experience the uncomfortable dopamine withdrawal reaction, but in the end It will be fine.

All three people in the car were suffocated.

Yosano Akiko, the co-pilot, looked at her in surprise: "You and Dazai have known each other since the past, right? He hasn't changed since you left for four years."

Hill drove, looking straight ahead: "That's why I didn't explicitly refuse."

"You refuse now?"

"Ah."

With Yosano Akiko quieted down, and decided to digest it, Atsushi Nakajima asked again: "Since they all refused, is it not good for Mr. Dazai to stay with you?"

Hill said: "Mr. Dazai is still in an exciting period. After a long time, he will retreat. By the way, don't tell Mr. Dazai what I said today."

"Why?" he asked subconsciously.

"I was worried about provoking his rebellious mentality."

For example, if you think I can't last for three years, I will show you if I can last for three years or even longer.

Atsushi Nakajima: "..."

They were all fine now, and Jinghua, who hadn't spoken for a long time, said, "For you, do you have to use science to deal with everything?"

"Science can't explain everything perfectly, but what I don't understand, I can only rely on science."

For example, Hill couldn't explain why Osamu Dazai liked her, or it started so long ago.

Maybe it's because the distance has beautified her image, and if he gets closer, he might be able to see clearly that there is no quality in her that he likes.

Only three years.

In the first year, Mr. Dazai showed obvious symptoms of excessive dopamine secretion. She was mentally prepared and accepted it well. Others were not like this. Once the two of them stayed together, everyone wanted to be 800 meters away from them.

Yokohama said big or small, and occasionally met acquaintances of the port mafia. Akutagawa was stunned when he saw it. Hill understood very well, after all, she also had such an unbelievable mood.

She was waiting for "Mr. Dazai would like you" and "You don't like Mr. Dazai" from the number one chef in Yokohama.

Before he could wait, his expression was a little subtle, and before he could say anything, Osamu Dazai stopped him.

"We haven't talked about life for a long time, let's go, Akutagawa."

Hill has yet to learn what they said.

In the second year, Mr. Dazai's symptoms were still not relieved, and even became more and more serious. After seeing her manicurist changed to a man, she said that it was just a fake nail, and he could do it.

Not only that, he felt that he could also be entrusted with the important task of dyeing his hair. Hill originally had black hair, but after dyeing it blonde, black hair roots would grow out after a while.Hill sat down with a dazed expression and made him toss, not because she really believed in his skills, but because she didn't want to argue with him because she didn't want to argue with him.

As long as he doesn't make her bald.

After it was over, he combed her long hair with a comb, and handed her a mirror for her to look at. Hill looked at the two people in the mirror, and suddenly felt that he was a Barbie doll he had carefully groomed, and was poured into him. All painstaking efforts.

The third year.

She really has nothing to do with him, just like Jinghua said, he is indeed not an existence that can be explained by science.

"Does Hill think I'm bothering you?" He touched her head, his palm was dry and warm, and his whole body was full of intoxicating tenderness.

"No, I don't think you need to waste time on me."

Mr. Oda pointed out a way to the confused Mr. Dazai, asking him to help the weak and save others, but he couldn't get rid of loneliness if he couldn't get fun from it.

She has been worrying about it.

She also doesn't think it's a healthy state to pay unilaterally without any love in return.

Osamu Dazai smiled and said the same thing.

"Hill, don't worry about me."

He remembered that after losing Hill, he liked to read those love poems that Hill had read by himself. There was a sentence like this-I accuse you of ignoring love, evading blindly, and being obedient.I sentence you to lifelong solitude[1].

It seems to include all his mistakes, and the words "lifelong loneliness" indicate his ending.

Then Hill came back.

There are many things that even time is helpless.

She will not go back to the past.

But as long as she is within his reach, he will never be lonely forever.

The author has something to say: [1] Françoise Sagan

Ok, I'm done.

At first I just liked Zai Zai, and I felt like I fell in love with him while I was writing. At that time, I wanted to write a small abuse article because I encountered something in real life, such as my original family, and I often cried until midnight, and the tears were still there I fell down involuntarily, when I clicked on Zai Zai's sand sculpture video, I actually laughed at it, and no matter how much I was holding back, it was gone.

Dazai also gave me a redemption and sustenance. To abuse him is to abuse himself. I really don’t want to, so I don’t want to write about the process of him chasing Hill.

As for Hill, her view of emotion is more like Sherlock Holmes in the original book, wishing to be a rational machine, but love is emotional.

I'm sorry I can't write about Shura Field (Dogeza)

And there are those coo coo coo coo coo during the serialization of this article, come on, read to me my pseudonym Changge (pigeon) Xiaolu (a slap)

Next, I want to double-open (beginning to wave), a comprehensive martial arts book, and another book "Literary Cat", the warm daily life of people and cats (probably), if you are interested, you can click into the column.

Finally, thank you all for being here.

Thank you to those little angels who like me and encourage me, and thank you to those little cuties who don't understand me and have no comment area to scold me, bow again.