The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

Uchiha Wansora finally understood one thing.

When she asked how to fall in love online, except for netizen Lan and a few other enthusiastic netizens, most of them only gave her six words.

Stop talking, waste of time.

Now she fully understands this sentence.

She was just carrying a broken pot, talking nonsense with Osamu Dazai standing at the entrance door about the doll issue.

"I'm really going to fix the pot." Uchiha Wansora repeated this sentence for an unknown number of times.

Osamu Dazai grabbed the doll by the ear, and left her behind with a casual remark.

Until Hao came back with his schoolbag on his back, he asked suspiciously, "Sister, why are you standing here with a pot?"

Uchiha Wansora looked up at the clock on the wall, half an hour had passed.

"..." she muttered, "Why does time go by so quickly?"

Osamu Dazai didn't seem to have thought about it either, he was stunned for a while looking at Zhong, it seemed that he didn't expect to be able to talk nonsense with Uchiha Wanzo for so long, and chuckled lightly.

"Time really flies by..."

Regarding the black cat doll, the four members of the family had a heated discussion.

After the meal, Uchiha Wansora sat on the sofa, took out a bandage and wrapped the cat doll around its left eye, put it next to Osamu Dazai's face and asked, "Is it similar to him?"

The three shook their heads in unison.

Hao also said: "How can Dazai be so cute!"

Miki nodded in agreement.

Under the gaze of the three of them, Uchiha Wansora whispered, "...but they are very similar."

She gently stroked the cat doll's head, then stuffed it into Dazai Osamu's arms, "Let's play with you."

Osamu Dazai put his head between the cat's ears and asked with a smile, "So Sora thinks I'm cute?"

Uchiha Wansora didn't speak, but looked out the window.

Large swaths of clouds floated in the sky, looking like a piece of orange-red satin under the reflection of the setting sun.

"Why don't you retake the photo today?"

She's not very good at changing the subject.

"Okay, okay!" Miki heard, and dragged Hiroya to Uchiha Wansora's room, jumping and jumping to get the camera.

Osamu Dazai asked, "So this is a gift from Sora-chan?"

Uchiha Wansora looked at him sideways, his dark eyes reflected only his figure, tranquil and focused.

She lowered her head and chuckled, "I just thought it looked alike, so I just bought it back."

"What?" Osamu Dazai said, "Sora-chan is actually embarrassed?"

Uchiha Wansora rubbed the wound on his hand that had been left behind, his voice was very soft.

"Because that's all I can afford."

Uchiha Wansora seldom receives kindness and gifts from people outside her family. When others treat her a little better, she can't wait to take out her heart and soul, but she still looks calm on the surface.

She didn't seem to want to admit that it was a thoughtful gift, and she said that it was just a casual purchase.

Because compared with the pair of gold-rimmed glasses, the doll in the roadside cabinet seems not to be easy to handle.

If you say that, you can barely salvage a little bit of dignity.

She just passed by that store, and the cat in the window was placed in the corner pitifully, out of place with other colorful dolls.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of Osamu Dazai, her heart softened for a moment, and when she came to her senses, the doll was already in her hands, and she had spent all the money she had with her.

This little black toy that no one cares about is ridiculously expensive.

According to Uchiha Wansora's character in the past, she would never buy such a flashy thing, but she still chose to take it home.

She patted her head, staggered her gaze with Osamu Dazai, and said, "I'll ask Mother Kyoka to take a photo for us."

Uchiha Wansora didn't look at Osamu Dazai's expression, and left in a hurry.

The living room became quiet again.

Osamu Dazai looked at the dumpling-like doll, gave a soft "tsk", squeezed the soft belly of the doll, and said to himself, "How can I be so fat?"

"But it does have a bit of a resemblance..."

They were all brought back to this home by Uchiha Wansora.

When taking a new group photo, something went wrong.

Surrounded by the three of them, Osamu Dazai seemed to be smiling a little fakely. Mother Jinghua reminded him more than once, "Dazai, come closer, why are you so far away from them?"

Osamu Dazai didn't know why, obviously he was the one who was most dissatisfied with the previous group photo.

When I really took a family photo with them, I felt weightless and panic like crossing a suspension bridge.

"It's okay." Uchiha Wansora said softly.

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai's clenched hands were gently separated, and a slender hand clasped his palm, fingers interlaced.

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh."

"Is it okay?"

Hao also turned his head to look at him, and said with rare consideration: "I didn't say you have to smile when taking pictures."

Miki also nodded.

In the new photo, no one is smiling.The four looked solemn and ready to attend the funeral. Behind them was the sky filled with red, and the wings of dragonflies as thin as glass shone in the setting sun.

"It feels good." Uchiha Wansora took the camera and looked at it, his eyes bent.

Osamu Dazai glanced at it, and suddenly pointed to a corner of the photo and shouted, "Why is there a dog here?"

Looking at the four furry heads together, there is a furry dog's head in the corner of the photo.

"Rhubarb?" They all turned their heads, and sure enough, they saw Rhubarb's head sticking out from the iron railing, and barked at them.

It has a dog tag on its neck, its fur is also groomed and smooth, and its tail is flicking happily.

"Rhubarb! Long time no see!" Meiji jumped over and touched Dahuang's head.

Rhubarb stuck out his tongue and licked her hand.

The person holding Rhubarb is a young and warm woman with loose long hair, slightly drooping eyes, clear blue eyes, and a faint smile on her face.

It's just that there is always a kind of depression between the eyebrows that cannot be dispelled.

"Sister, are you Rhubarb's new partner?"

The woman was surprised for a moment, then knelt down and touched Rhubarb's head.

"It can be said like this."

"That's great!" Meiji smiled sweetly, "Rhubarb has a home too!"

She rubbed Rhubarb's face and pulled the flesh on its chin, "Be good."

"It's called luck now," said the woman.

"Lucky!" Meiji barked, and the big yellow dog, whose name was changed to Lucky, followed her with a "woof" in response to her words.

"Sister, can I go and see luck in the future?"

For Meiji, since she moved to a new home, she has been far away from everything on Radium Bowl Street. Occasionally, she would stare at the sky in a daze, thinking of the old days.

Now I suddenly see rhubarb from the same Radium Bowl Street, and I suddenly feel like a fellow villager to a fellow villager.

"No problem." The brunette laughed.

Meiji held the iron rod in both hands, and communicated with the woman through the railing. She learned that her name was Mingmei, and she was on a business trip in Tokyo.

I just passed by here by chance just now, so I stretched my head to look inside, but I didn't expect to meet its acquaintance.

"That woman is not simple." Dazai Osamu's voice rang in Uchiha Wanzo's ear, and the warm breath sprayed in his ear was a little itchy.

Uchiha Wansora tilted his head uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "She never had blood on her hands."

Osamu Dazai intentionally continued to whisper in her ear, "But this morning, she was indeed my partner."

Uchiha Wansora glanced at him lightly, tilted his head and bumped him.

"mafia?"

Osamu Dazai covered his bumped nose, and said in a buzzing voice, "Not really, but this morning, Hong Kong gangsters did have a cooperative relationship with them."

"What about now?" Uchiha Wansora seemed to understand what he meant.

Osamu Dazai raised his hand to pinch Uchiha Wansora's cheek, squeezed out a small goldfish mouth, "Of course it's also a cooperative relationship now."

It's just that he got in the way and did something else.

Not to be outdone, Uchiha Wansora also went to pinch Osamu Dazai's ears, and the two started arguing, and finally one's cheeks were flushed, and the other's ears looked at each other with red ears.

"It's too much!" Osamu Dazai rubbed his red ears, "Kora-chan hits hard."

Uchiha Wansora also rubbed his own face, "Each and each other, you're not taking it lightly."

The two looked at each other, and just looking at each other, they couldn't help laughing.

In the cool autumn wind, the leaves rustled, and under the tree, a young man and woman exchanged a light kiss.

Over there, Mingmei and Miki agreed that before she left Yokohama, she would bring Lucky to visit Miki often.

Meiji jumped up excitedly, ready to go to the supermarket to buy dog ​​food, and wait for something to feed her next time she is lucky.

After Minmei left with luck, Dazai Osamu and Uchiha Wansora came out from behind the tree.

"Big sister, big sister! I'm going to buy dog ​​food!" Meiji couldn't wait to take her small coin purse and trot to her.

"Go." Uchiha Wansora patted her on the head,

"Nanako." Uchiha Wanzo shouted, and the big black bird flew down from the nest slowly, screamed reluctantly, and flew behind Miki from a distance.

Hao also went to the Armed Detective Agency by himself to find his newly appointed one-on-one private tutor for supplementary lessons. Only Dazai Osamu and Uchiha Wansora were at home.

Osamu Dazai read the latest issue of "Complete Sex" over and over again, and the content in it can be recited backwards, so he stretched his head to look at Uchiha Wansora boredly.

Uchiha Wansora was reading a new suspense mystery novel, frowning tightly, turning back two pages from time to time.

There is also a notebook at hand, with a complicated diagram of the relationship between characters drawn on it.

She only turned ten pages of the book in half an hour!He has even begun to doubt his own mind.

"Oh, the murderer is obviously the housekeeper." Osamu Dazai said.

He didn't even read the book, but just glanced at the character relationship diagram written by Uchiha Wansora and got the answer.

Uchiha Wansora raised his head and looked at him in disbelief, with grievance in his eyes in shock.

"You..." Uchiha Wansora took a deep breath, and then resisted not hitting the spoiler.

Osamu Dazai stuck his chin and looked at her with a smile: "Me?"

"How boring are you!" Uchiha Wansora covered his face with the book, revealing an air of lovelessness.

Osamu Dazai said: "It's just boring, boring with nothing to do."

This kind of day like running water is too calm, and it is very different from what Osamu Dazai wants to observe.

Uchiha Wansora pointed to the entrance, "Did you see that can? Bring me one."

"Sora-chan actually started to make people arouse." Dazai Osamu stood up from the sofa, took a can and handed it to Uchiha Wansora.

Uchiha Wansora opened the can and handed it over, saying, "After all, you said you were bored, so I have to find something for you to do."

Osamu Dazai took the can and ate it, and was ordered by Uchiha Wanzo to wash the empty can after eating.

"You're just looking for something to do. You are indeed the empty sauce who dreams of being a salted fish."

"You can think so if you want." Uchiha Wansora continued to read the spoiled book while taking out his phone.

"Hello? Are you busy now? I have something to tell you." She called Oda Sakunosuke, and after getting a negative answer, she said, "The murderer is the housekeeper."

The other party was silent for a moment, then hung up the phone with a snap.

Listening to the busy tone coming from the microphone, Uchiha Wansora finally relieved a little of his depression of being spoiled.

An hour later, there were four more empty cans on the table, and Osamu Dazai burped on the sofa.

"Obviously I already know the answer, why is Kong-chan still reading?" He said boredly.

Uchiha Wansora chuckled and said, "Because the process is also very meaningful."

Osamu Dazai lay on his back and looked at the white ceiling, sighed: "Anyway, the end result is like that, it's not interesting."

"Even so, I will still remember the feeling of making Dazai around while reading this meaningless book." She tapped her temples lightly as she spoke, "I remember it all here."

"That, to me, is meaningful in itself."

Osamu Dazai still couldn't understand.

He couldn't even understand why Uchiha Wankong insisted on keeping those four empty cans.