Until Hiroya and Miki were going to sleep, Osamu Dazai still didn't leave.

When Uchiha went to the tree to sleep at night, he found that he was still sitting under the tree, so he rarely asked: "Aren't you going back?"

Osamu Dazai put his hands behind his head, with a piece of grass in his mouth, "There is nowhere to live."

He muttered and complained: "I finally found a place to live, but today I was bombed!"

Uchiha Wansora thought for a while and asked, "Did you live across the river before?"

"Hey? Does Kong-chan know?"

Uchiha Wansora said calmly: "I may have seen the scene where your residence was blown up today."

"..." Osamu Dazai looked at Uchiha Wansora with tears in his eyes. He was originally handsome and handsome, but suddenly he made such a pitiful expression, which was really irresistible.

Uchiha Wansora sighed, pressed the tree branch he was sitting on, it was very stable and would not shake, and then stretched out a hand to him: "Come up, the tree branch will give you half."

Osamu Dazai held her hand, was pulled hard, and went straight up the tree, making the already narrow space even more crowded.

The crow, who had been staying on the tree, couldn't stand it any longer, so he flapped his wings and found a tree to perch again.

"Has Kongjiang been sleeping on a tree?"

Osamu Dazai looked at her curiously, their small hut could just be seen here, but Uchiha Wansora didn't plan to sleep with them.

Uchiha Wansora: "Well, it's okay, I'm used to it."

Osamu Dazai asked, "Aren't you going to sleep with them?"

Uchiha Wansora sighed, "Except for Miki, no one can sleep in the same room as Hiroya."

"why?"

What kind of talent can force Uchiha Wanzo to prefer to blow the cold wind outside rather than go in to sleep?

Uchiha Wansora didn't answer, but looked up at the sky with a faintly sad expression.

Soon, Osamu Dazai knew the answer.

Suddenly there was a "boom" in the small hut, like a thunderclap, which directly startled Osamu Dazai, who was sleeping next to Uchiha Wanzo and staring at him, and almost fell off the tree.

Uchiha Wansora caught him with his eyes closed, and then dragged him back.

Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous "clicking" sound, and Hao also began to grind his teeth.

Freely switch between grinding teeth and snoring, and there are two dream words in between.

Hao also formed an evening symphony orchestra on his own.

Osamu Dazai widened his eyes and cheered, "This is too powerful!"

Uchiha Wansora raised his eyelids and looked at him, eyes full of vicissitudes.

Osamu Dazai is still remembering what Hiroya said in his sleep, planning to laugh at him tomorrow.

"I can already see the way that stinky brat blows his hair!"

Uchiha Wansora looked sleepy, yawned, and took away his small notebook, "Just say that he grinds his teeth and snores."

The small book reads "Where are you, Mom, don't leave me behind".

Hao also pretended not to care every day, and only in his dreams would he reveal his truest emotions.

"What if I tell him?" Osamu Dazai had an eager expression on his face.

Uchiha Wansora pointed casually and asked, "Did you see that river?"

Dazai nodded.

"That will be your future home."

"It's so fierce." Osamu Dazai played with curling Uchiha Wanzora's hair with his fingers, "Are you so nice to everyone?"

Uchiha Wansora replied: "Of course not."

She is a ninja, not a philanthropist, and she is thankful for taking care of the two in the family, not to mention the fact that there is another person who eats and drinks every day, and is now rubbing her sleeping space.

Osamu Dazai asked again: "Is it because Hiroya and Miki saved you?"

"Not all." Uchiha Wansora rarely took the initiative to explain once, "They saved me, I can only thank them, and more because of the relationship after that, they treat me sincerely, and I naturally treat them sincerely."

"Is that so..." Dazai Osamu looked at her, with a flash of regret on his expression, he stared at Uchiha Wansora for a long time, and then looked at the sky with his chin stuck.

Uchiha Wansora felt that feeling coming again, the black-haired bandaged boy was sitting next to him, but there was an invisible wall separating himself from the world.

She couldn't tell whether it was the world that separated him, or he that separated the world.

Probably because she has lived a comfortable life this past year, when Osamu Dazai looked at her, her heart softened for a moment.

"Hey, kid."

Osamu Dazai looked around, pointed to himself, and asked, "Did you call me?"

Uchiha Wansora said seriously: "If you die, I will avenge you."

"What if I killed myself?"

Uchiha Wansora pondered for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Resurrect and kill again?"

"..."

Osamu Dazai burst out laughing with a "puchi", "Kong-chan, really... has his own style."

"But, why?" Osamu Dazai leaned back against the tree trunk, the leaves rustled as the damp cool wind blew by.

Uchiha Wansora said flatly: "You always make me happy."

Osamu Dazai widened his eyes slightly, this was an answer he didn't expect.

Uchiha Wansora took out her small book from the seal, struggled for a while, then opened a page and handed it to him.

"Only read this page, if you dare to move forward, I will throw you into the river."

It was a very delicate book, the sheepskin cover was stained with blood, and the spine was woven with gold thread. Opening the inside, the elegant printed pages had turned yellow, and it looked like it had been aged for a long time.

The book is not thick, but Uchiha Wansora has memorized it for seven or eight years, and he hasn't even finished half of it. Only the last year has more content.

[Someone came to play with me today, happy. (Small print: This is the first time someone asked me to play, laugh)]

【Osamu Dazai said that my hair is limp and happy. (Small print: Whoever talks about my hedgehog head again, I will let him explode on the spot.)]

【Mei Ji learned another 10 words, happy. 】

【Seeing a beautiful flower, happy. (A pink flower is attached)]

【Watched the sunrise with Osamu Dazai. 】

【Meet a pretty good opponent and eat fish, happy. (Small print: I almost thought he was here to touch porcelain.)]

[Miss Management praised me as an angel, happy. (Fine print: what is an angel? I have to look it up.)]

……

The diary written in the beautiful handwriting is worse than that of elementary school students, all of which are journals, and the whole chapter ends with a happy ending. Osamu Dazai's eyes fell on the first two lines.

"Have you finished reading it?" Uchiha Wansora took the notebook back from his hand, rubbed his hair, and comforted him: "You are still useful."

"Why don't you write happy watching the sunrise with me?" Osamu Dazai asked.

Uchiha Wansora glanced at him, shook his head, "I don't know, after I wrote it, I realized that it wasn't all happiness." As for the emotions contained in it, she hadn't experienced it yet, and she couldn't explain it, so she simply didn't write it. .

This book was given to her by her mother, she said, this is the light she gave herself, let her take good care of it.

"It's all happy, what about the unhappy ones?"

Uchiha Wansora gave him a disdainful look, "I'm not making mistakes for myself, why should I remember unhappy things?"

"That's right." Dazai Osamu looked at her with a smile, "Kora-chan's happiness is really simple."

Uchiha Wansora yawned, "Why is it so complicated? If you don't sleep, I will sleep."

After finishing speaking, she closed her eyes and stopped talking to Dazai Zhi, allowing Dazai to pull her hair, poke her cheek, and pull her ears, closing her eyes and pretending to be dead.

"..."

In the end, Uchiha Wankong, who was getting annoyed and gradually became irritable, took out a navy blue robe out of thin air to cover his head, and pressed Tuanba Tuanba into his arms.

"go to bed!"

Early the next morning, Uchiha Wanzo squatted by the river to rinse his mouth in a sluggish state.

Meiji blinked her eyes and asked her: "Sister, what's wrong with you, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Uchiha Wansora nodded wearily.

It wasn't just that she didn't sleep well, she almost didn't sleep much.After finally training my nerves to be able to resist Koya's voice, now there is another Osamu Dazai.

Like a child with ADHD all night, he can twist better than a caterpillar.

Finally, this guy calmed down a bit, and Uchiha Wansora reluctantly fell asleep. After sleeping for half an hour, he was called up again to watch the sunrise.

The moment she saw the sun, Uchiha Wansora thought, why doesn't she have reincarnation eyes?

She has the eyes of reincarnation and can let the sun come out?

Contrary to Uchiha Wansora, Osamu Dazai is in good spirits today.

"Dazai is in a good mood today." Mori Ogai rested his chin on his hands and looked at him with a smile in his eyes.

Osamu Dazai stretched his waist, and said lazily, "Because I saw a beautiful sunrise today."

"Then Dazai must be able to complete today's work well, right? After all, Mr. Shisha trusts you very much."

Osamu Dazai looked at the ceiling and gave a "cut", "...and I don't have any salary. Miss Wankong said that she can help me get my salary."

Mori Ogai smiled softly, "I can guarantee it, one month."

"One month at most." There was a hint of certainty in the red eyes.

Osamu Dazai just gave a light "oh" to this.

Walking out of the infirmary, Osamu Dazai met many members of the port mafia, and most of them would say hello to him.

They were already familiar with the boy brought by the leader's personal doctor, and sometimes the leader's confidant, Mr. Shicun, would ask the boy to help with something.

The cadre Colonel was already waiting in the parking lot.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Dazuo."

Da Zuo waved his hand, indicating that nothing happened.He looks refined and easy-going, like a university teacher, not like a mafia cadre.

"Now that we're here, let's go."

And Mori Ogai sent Osamu Dazai away, and heard Alice say that after Miss Zhi refused to take the order today, he rubbed his forehead and said with a headache, "It's over, it's over."

Miss Zhi made five or six apple pies in a row today, but none of them were satisfied.Uchiha Wankong squatted at the door of the kitchen drowsy, suddenly opened one eye, and looked at the people who entered the store.

"Ah! Mr. Shicun, you are here." When Miss Zhi heard the noise outside the door, she ran out in a hurry, even ignoring some flour on her face, her eyes were full of joy.

When Uchiha Wansora saw the carpenter Mr. Toshiun in overalls, he probably understood why Ms. Zhi reacted in this way.

Because this ten-inch gentleman is very good-looking, and his appearance is about five or six points similar to the tennis boy Miss Zhi likes.Ms. Yan Gouzhi couldn't bear such a temptation at all.

It's just something she's curious about.

Do mafia still work as carpenters these days?

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