Don't pick up your husband in the trash

◎Hand in hand◎

The warm wind gently brushed the cheeks, then swept over the gentle slope of the railway line, and finally penetrated into the forest, shaking the leaves.The sparrows on the telephone poles twittered, submerged in the rumble of the tram, flapped their wings, and disappeared into the distant ridgeline in twos and threes.Wang Yuan propped her chin, looking at the rolling hills outside the window, the soft sunlight was shining on the sunny side, and it was also shining on her cheeks that were blown by the wind.

"...If the inconceivable thing "love" has high and low ends, and the high-end surges is the sense of holiness, and the low-end churning is sex, then my love should be captured at the apex of the high-end... ..."

She withdrew her gaze from the window and focused on the book in her hand."Heart" by Natsume Soseki.She didn't know much about Japanese writers, but she happened to see this book placed in the bestseller section when passing by a bookstore.So with the idea that everything has come, I bought a copy and put it on the bookshelf at home without being able to read it.I brought it with me when I came to Japan this time, even on the way to Saitama.

It is said that in Japan, Natsume Soseki's novels are called "Measles Book".Wang Yuan thought about it, and it was probably what Lu Xun meant for China.

This is one of the reasons for bringing this book.I have read the previous part on the plane.Then I finished reading the middle part when I was recuperating in the hospital.This time on the train, she planned to read the last part.However, when she saw this sentence, she closed her eyes and fell into some kind of thought.

Somewhere, it seemed that someone had said this to her.

It seemed that he couldn't finish reading. When he stopped at this sentence, Wang Yuan's mood sank for some reason.

The flight attendant pushed the snack cart through the aisle and asked everyone in a low voice.When passing by Wang Yuan, he deliberately lightened his steps.

"Please give me coffee." A crisp voice came from the seat behind Wang Yuan.Wang Yuan opened his eyes following the sound of the flight attendant taking things out.

this voice...

She raised her face and looked back, and the next second, Jasmine's bright, blushing smile was printed in her eyes three blocks away.Sitting next to her was Dazai Osamu, with a cold and lonely expression that was out of tune with the other people in the carriage.After meeting Shang Wang Yuan's gaze, he smiled relatively from the heart.Wang Yuan noticed the person sitting behind them.A young man with white hair and round glasses looked at her and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to her, but the moment Wang Yuan blinked, that person disappeared.Everything was so fast that she thought it was the illusion of her nervous breakdown.

Some time ago, she suffered from a nervous breakdown due to weird dreams, and often had certain illusions in real life.

Is this also an illusion?

"What are you thinking?" Jasmine's words brought her back to her senses, and she followed her gaze to the direction they came from, but there was nothing.

"Nothing." Wang Yuan smiled, she closed the book and asked, "Why are you here?"

Jasmine replied naturally: "Because you are here."

Wang Yuan couldn't help laughing.

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Osamu Dazai has a legal status in this world.As early as when he used the [Book] to achieve his wish, he had already preset various endings, so he also made corresponding preparations.No matter how the world is divided, he will always be in the world where Mrs. Xuezhi exists.

Or it can be called Miss Yuan now.

"I still don't understand, what is world division? Isn't the world just one world?" Jasmine pulled the wide brim of her hat to block the slanting sunlight.She squinted her eyes and asked Osamu Dazai.

Osamu Dazai was flipping through his phone, pointing his finger on the screen, and answered her after hearing her question.

"Because in the beginning, the world was just the world, and due to the appearance of some reason, many worlds were mixed together." In short, that's it.

Jasmine propped her chin and asked, "What's the reason?"

Osamu Dazai stopped what he was doing and put away his phone.He leaned back slightly as if in deep thought.

"Maternal love."

Jasmine:? ? ?

"I wanted to protect the child, so I unsealed the power in my body at the moment of death, which led to changes in the balance and rules of the world. In order to balance the power, the will of the world had to be fused. What's more, the third power of seven has maintenance and correction role. That’s why the blended world hasn’t collapsed in the past 20 years.”

Got it, but not fully understood.

But it is undeniable that Jasmine attributed all the reasons to her grandmother whom she had never met.

"How do you know? Can you know so many things after rebirth?"

Osamu Dazai showed a light smile, his eyes passed by her side, and he looked at the utility pole that was moving backwards in a hurry outside the car window.

"What gave you the illusion that I was just born again?"

Jasmine broke through and choked. Seeing her like this, Osamu Dazai laughed loudly, "I'm just kidding. Jasmine is also easy to be deceived."

Jasmine: ...

Doesn't sound like a joke at all.

However, it is impossible.

If there were so many rebirths... Huh - Jasmine quickly dismissed the image in her mind, looked at the expressionless Osamu Dazai, and decided to keep this question firmly in her stomach.

"What happened after that? How did you solve it?"

Just think that he is very talented and knows a lot.Jasmine didn't bother to ask about his source, so she asked the most important question.

Osamu Dazai did not hide anything.

"If you solve the cause, won't any problem be solved?"

"wait--"

Jasmine looked at him with a serious expression, "20 years ago, if you solve the problem, you can't go back to 20 years ago."

Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "Traveling through 20 years should not be a problem for the supervisor of this world, right?"

He turned around, with one arm across the back of the chair, and looked at the white-haired expressionless young man with a half-smile.

Jasmine subconsciously turned her head away.

"you……"

Where do you think you've seen it before?

At this moment, the flight attendant pushed the snack cart past, and Molly asked for a bottle of canned coffee.At the same time, Wang Yuan's eyes turned to this side.

Just the moment he turned his head, Chuanping disappeared.Osamu Dazai was not too surprised, he was used to Chuanping coming and going without a trace.Then she, he and Jasmine went to where Wang Yuan was.

Half an hour later, the tram arrived in Kasukabe City, Saitama Prefecture.

"Are you hungry?" Wang Yuan asked the two children after getting off the train and walking out of the station, facing the warm sunlight.

Jasmine: "I'm not hungry."

Osamu Dazai: "A little bit."

Jasmine glared at Osamu Dazai, then pinched his lower back again.Osamu Dazai glanced at her with a smile, and she immediately retracted her hand in fright.

Wang Yuan watched the interaction of the two children with a smile, and then took the two children to McDonald's.There is a McDonald's right next to the station.

After ordering the meal, we found a place to sit down.Wang Yuan received a call from his father Feng.

【"Have you eaten yet?"】The first thing Chinese people talk about is whether they have eaten.

Wang Yuan put the mobile phone in the socket of his shoulder and put it against his ear.Looking gently at the two children who suddenly fell silent, he said:

"It's eating. Where's Dad?"

【"Not yet. But I'm not very hungry, I plan to come back later."】

"Well, that's good, but don't forget."

The wind's laughter came from the receiver of the phone.Then he asked her when she would be back.

Wang Yuan was silent for a while, she couldn't answer this question yet.

【"A Yuan..."】

"Well, I'm here."

Wang Yuan waited for his father's voice.But after a long while, the father's next words never came.He could clearly hear his father's breathing.The voices of children in McDonald's sounded one after another.Molly went to pick up the meal, and she waited patiently.

【"...A Yuan, call me when you come back. Don't walk alone at night."】

The corners of Wang Yuan's lips curled up, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yuan put away the phone and put it in his bag.

Jasmine put the prepared meal on the table.Osamu Dazai opened one of the burgers and took a bite.There was no expression of liking or disgust on his face, he just said regretfully after swallowing it: "It's a pity that there are no crab burgers."

"There is no such thing. I like to eat it or not." Jasmine said coldly.

In fact, Wang Yuan was not hungry at all. After eating a few French fries and drinking a few mouthfuls of Coke, he couldn't eat anymore.In the end, Jasmine ate it all.

Jasmine likes to eat this kind of food the most.When she was young, she pestered her mother to take her there. At that time, her father always said that eating this kind of food was unhealthy, so he wanted to take her to eat dessert.Junk food and desserts are almost the same in terms of health.

When she grows up, there will be no one who takes her to eat this kind of food.Although Sister Tsumiji and Brother Hui will take her there, it's not the same.

That's different.

Whether my mother's death was accidental or man-made, it doesn't matter now that I think about it.Because mother is drinking Coke opposite her now.

How nice it is.

You can see it, you can touch it.

There is no PortMafia, and no Zen monastery.How nice it is to live in this world.

But why...

Why does my heart still hurt...

Without Brother Hui and sister Jin Meiji, can it be considered a family?

Jasmine couldn't help but look at Osamu Dazai, thinking of what he said on the tram again.

In fact, I still care about it.

If it is really reborn multiple times, what is it for?

This answer...

"If we're done eating, let's go."

Wang Yuan stood up and said.Jasmine's thoughts stopped abruptly, and she showed a cheerful expression.

"Okay! Then I want to hold mother's hand!" She grinned and quickly occupied her mother's left hand.If you hold it with your right hand, you will surely grasp it firmly.

"So what about Zhijun, do you want to hold hands?" Wang Yuan looked at Dazai Zhi, and stretched out his right hand.

Osamu Dazai nodded and passed his hand up.

Then Wang Yuan left McDonald's with the two children, one left and one right, and went to the house that had appeared in the dream.

The author says:

Set a flag and prepare to end this month.Tomb-sweeping day can also sweep the grave of ex-husband brother (bushi