The days when I was full of question marks in Yokohama

A few minutes later, the black-orange giant disappeared in midair.

After another half an hour, two people washed up on the beach on the shore.

The shore was quiet, only the sound of waves hitting the shore was heard.

Suddenly, one of them moved his hand, caressing to hold the bandaged hand beside him.

The other party suddenly withdrew his hand and refused to let her hold it.

"What's wrong?" Uchiha Wansora looked sideways at Osamu Dazai, who was also wet and collapsed on the beach.

Osamu Dazai turned his eyes away and did not meet her gaze.

"Since Kong Jiang doesn't want to hold hands, then let's not hold hands, and satisfy Kong Jiang's wish." The deep voice said with a slight sarcasm.

Uchiha Wansora chuckled twice, sat up with his arms propped up, and explained: "There was no other way before."

Maybe it was because the moonlight was so beautiful, under that bright moon, they held hands together.

Then no then.

The complete Susanoo almost disappeared, and the two fell directly from midair.

Osamu Dazai held her hand tightly all the time, and stared at her with iris-colored eyes, seeming to be regretful, but also somewhat joyful, more calm and satisfied.

That height is too high, and the sea is below, and the two of them will surely die if they fall.Even the well-trained Uchiha Wankong is the same, she is just a ninja, not a god.

So, Uchiha Wansora withdrew his hand from his hand.

At that moment, Osamu Dazai looked at her with a panicked expression, as if asking: Are you going to abandon me?

She just pulled out her hand to take a seal, and released a few wind escapes to slow down the speed of descent.

The wind drives the airflow, and there is no need to worry that the ninjutsu effect is not on Osamu Dazai.

Uchiha Wankong was stunned by letting the wind escape all the way down, and finally the two fell into the water gently and swam ashore again.

"If you don't let go, we will die together." Uchiha Wansora reached out to ruffle his wet hair.

Osamu Dazai held her hand to prevent her from moving: "So you let me go?"

At critical moments, that little move will be infinitely magnified and played repeatedly in his mind.

He still remembered the scene when Uchiha Wanzo pulled out his hand expressionlessly.

He felt that his head went down at that moment and he couldn't think. Even now, he was a little numb, his body and soul were separated, and he watched his body communicate with Uchiha Wansora.

"Otherwise what?" Uchiha Wanzora looked at him with dark eyes, "I don't want to die, and I don't want you to die either."

Osamu Dazai nodded: "Yes, you just don't want to die, so

So you let me go. "

He knew that she did this to save them, but at this moment, he didn't seem to be able to control his mouth.

Uchiha Wansora pinched the bridge of his nose with some headache: "Don't do that, Dazai, I'm saving you too."

"Huh?" He laughed, "If saving my life would cost your life, would you do it?"

It's not so much that he's asking Uchiha Wanzo a question, it's more that he's just mocking.

Uchiha Wansora looked down at his hands, and said flatly, "If you help me take care of Miki, that's fine."

Dazai gasped for breath.

"If I don't let you go, I can't save you. Why do you care about this?"

"That's what I care about." Dazai Osamu raised his voice, grabbed Uchiha Wansora by the collar, and said word by word, "I only care about this."

"I don't need your help."

He let go of Uchiha Wansora, turned his head and left.

Uchiha Wansora watched him walk resolutely, twisted the water from his hair with his hands, grinned, shook his head and said, "People who are in love..."

How can love be more important than life and death?

After death, no matter how deep the love is, it will fade with time. It is better to live well to fall in love.

It was late at night, and there were no pedestrians on the road, only dim street lights and street trees. The street was very quiet, only the footsteps of Osamu Dazai sounded.

She walked behind Osamu Dazai indifferently, with her hands on her head and a reed pulled from the tidal flat in her mouth.

Uchiha Wansora didn't look at the road, but listened to Dazai Osamu's swaying footsteps, and watched the fluffy cilia on the reed swaying in the wind, only finding it interesting.

From time to time, she could hear the sound of clothes rubbing against each other, and she knew that Osamu Dazai was looking back at her.

Suddenly, Osamu Dazai's footsteps stopped, and she also stopped.

"Why are you following me?" Osamu Dazai's voice came from ahead.

Uchiha Wansora replied: "I didn't follow you, I just went home."

"That's my house, it's my home."

Uchiha Wansora stopped playing with the reeds, stopped, and looked up at his back.

She couldn't see Dazai Osamu's expression, and couldn't tell whether he was joking or serious.

It should be serious, Uchiha Wanzo thought to himself.

People who are too serious will always take everything others say seriously.

At the next intersection, Osamu Dazai had calmed down and was about to wait for Miss Wan Kong to come to him. No matter whether it was arguing with him or whatever, he had already figured out how to coax him before handing in all his canned crab meat.

turn around

, he went to see Uchiha Wansora as before, but found that there was no one behind him.

A late flight attendant his age is gone!

At that moment, a chill swept over his whole body, and his blood froze, making him unable to move.

He stood at that intersection for a long time, looking at the intersection with no one around, not even knowing which direction to go.

"Woo~" The phone in his pocket vibrated, Osamu Dazai moved his stiff fingers and took out the phone to have a look.

He received a transfer text message, and then he remembered that today is the 1st, the day when Uchiha Wansora transfers him a usury loan every month for repayment.

Only this month, the amount of money is not right.

A little more, after calculation, it was just an extra month's rent.

For a moment, he was a little helpless.

But thanks to this text message, he already knew where Uchiha Wansora would go.

On the roof of a small hut on Raibo Street, Uchiha Wanzora is playing with a mobile phone with one hand, and with the other hand, he is teasing a three-flowered cat that looks sleep-deprived and listless with a reed.

The reed whiskers dangled in front of it for a long time before it stretched out a paw and pressed it reluctantly.

Osamu Dazai ran all the way over, panting a bit, looking at Uchiha Wansora sitting on the roof, the stone in his heart fell to the ground.

Uchiha Wansora heard his motive and looked down at him.

Reflecting the light of the roadside in the dark eyes, there was an inorganic coldness.

She just glanced at Osamu Dazai, then looked away, and stretched out a hand towards him.

Osamu Dazai held this warm hand, and with a kick, turned over onto the roof.

"Sora-chan, I found you!" He swooped on Uchiha Wankong's back, and when he was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, he glanced at the content on the other's phone.

That's a real estate agency's web page.

"..."

Osamu Dazai gritted his teeth and said, "Miss Wan Kong is really going to abandon me this time?"

Uchi' Ha Wansora turned to look at him, and there was an anger in his eyes that she couldn't understand.She replied calmly: "It's not abandonment."

"No one belongs to another, and it's never said that one abandons another."

As soon as the words fell, she felt her ears hurt.

Osamu Dazai bit her earlobe hard, as if he was biting a life-and-death enemy.

He could even feel the smell of blood between his mouth, but he still didn't want to let go.

Osamu Dazai has never hated Uchiha Wansora like this moment, especially hated her sobriety and that clear sense of boundaries.

Suddenly, he heard

Uchiha Wansora asked softly.

Those words were full of doubts and grievances.

She asked: "I just want to show you the moon, why did it become like this?"

Dazai didn't know why.

He let go of Uchiha Wansora's still bleeding earlobe and pressed it against the other's forehead, as if he could read the thoughts in the other's mind.

But he only felt the other party's warm skin and breath, and smelled the faint fragrance, and there was nothing else.

Dazai closed his eyes.

If only there were mind reading skills.

No one in the world can guess the inner feelings of others, at most they can only pretend to understand.

"Dazai, did you and Eldest Sister quarrel?" Miki looked at Osamu Dazai who was completely sunk in the sofa with a pair of dark eyes, and then at Wansora Uchiha who was sitting on the balcony reading a book.

She keenly sensed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between the two of them.

"No." Osamu Dazai held his head with the doll, and said in a muffled voice, "How could your eldest sister quarrel with me?"

"That's right, she dotes on you so much." Meiji said a little sourly, "That means you are making trouble unilaterally and unreasonably?"

Just after she finished speaking, she frowned, "No, you should have a reason, did you meet coriander?"

"Coriander?" Osamu Dazai revealed half of his face, wondering, "What coriander?"

Miki eloquently recounted what Uchiha Wansora said to her that day.

Osamu Dazai looked at Uchiha Wansora thoughtfully.

It happened that she also looked over, and after their eyes met for a moment, the two looked away at the same time.

Miki shook Dazai Osamu and asked, "Are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening!" Osamu Dazai replied, "Xiao Meiji made the noodle maker brother cry because of the coriander."

"Get out!" Meiji punched him in the stomach with her small fist, "You didn't listen to anything at all!"

She went back to the room angrily.

Osamu Dazai covered his stomach and laughed for a while.

"Kongjiang..." He waited for Meiji to leave before saying, "I have something to say, let's talk about it together."

Uchiha Wansora agreed.

He raised one hand and compared three numbers in the air.

"Three, two, one—"

"sorry."

"I am right."

The two said at the same time.

Dazai stared at her.

Even Uchiha Wankong, who was so self-aggrandizing, could not help shrinking his neck from his stare, and said weakly, "I'm sorry?"

"Well..." Osamu Dazai clapped his hands

I snapped my fingers, "I barely forgive you."

He stood up, held Uchiha Wansora's face in his hands, and said very seriously: "Compared to saving me, Kong-chan should save himself first."

Osamu Dazai shrugged: "After all, I have long wanted to be freed from this corrupt world, but I don't want to be Miki's baby daddy at all."

Uchiha Wansora chuckled lightly.

"What do you mean by laughing?" Osamu Dazai grabbed her cheek and pulled it out dissatisfied.

Uchiha Wansora said, "Do you know about reincarnation?"

"The liberation of this life is only the beginning of the next life, life after life..."

Osamu Dazai's face turned green.

He asked: "Are you a kay monster?"

"...Forget it." He put his head on Uchiha Wanzora's shoulder, and said somewhat self-defeatingly: "You can do whatever you want."

His hand clasped Uchiha Wansora's tightly.

·

When Uchiha Wansora went to work in the afternoon, he found Sakunosuke Oda sitting in front of the table, his red hair was messy, every stubble showed fatigue, his eyes were black and blue, and his face that was not young had aged ten years age.

"Hey, Oda, is this the fourth time you want to eat curry this week?" When Uchiha Wansora was about to help him order, Oda Sakunosuke waved his hand and refused.

"No, I'm here for you this time, Uchiha."

Uchiha Wansora patted himself on the head: "Forgot, you are still lying on my blacklist."

The last time Oda Sakunosuke blocked Uchiha Wansora for "The Baron of the Night", Uchiha Wansora took the same action to show his friendship.

"What's going on this time?" Uchiha Wansora asked.

Oda Sakunosuke's tone was unusually urgent: "What if the child is crying and won't eat or sleep?"

"Huh?" Uchiha Wansora blinked his eyes, and looked at Sakunosuke Oda from beginning to end, "Have you changed careers to run a kindergarten in Hong Kong?"

"No, I just picked up a child." Oda Sakunosuke replied.

The kid he found yesterday when he went to deal with people who died in conflict with other organizations.

The child was young, and was crying in the arms of his dead mother. Everyone was busy with the matter at hand, and no one cared about her.

Oda Sakunosuke took her home.

"Child..."

Uchiha Wansora called and asked Kyoka's father to come and change shifts with her, and then followed Oda Sakunosuke back to see the child who tossed him half the night.

When passing by the store, she dragged him in to buy some things.

From small bowls for children to small

The amount of rice noodles that can be eaten in a spoon is not much, and the price is extremely expensive. It costs one-fifth of Oda Sakunosuke's salary in an instant.

Oda Sakunosuke clicked his tongue: "Raising children is really expensive."

But it's not impossible.

The author has something to say: No one in the world can guess the inner feelings of others, at most they just pretend to understand.from the original.

In fact, if Zai is angry, he just needs to say a word of coaxing.

It just happens to be a silly batch.

Obviously you are already so angry that the spiral explodes, but the other party still has an attitude that I am right...

In fact, no matter right or wrong, just coax it.

then……

It's like when we fight sometimes, saying that's my home!get out!In this case, it is actually a matter of anger, but for Sora, this is the meaning of dividing the territory...

Although I really want to always be sweet qaq, but the settings of the two of them really can’t be sweet all the time. This kind of collision of life concepts, love views, and life and death views will affect the relationship between two people. I can't see it, but once it is involved, I have to break it up a lot...

Dazai's ideal quarrel scene——

The empty ball is elastic, and when it bounces off after a pat, he can hug her~

Actually—

Empty dough, if you poke her, she will deflate a piece.

Xiao Mi: Do you know how desperate I was when I was sleeping well, suddenly woken up by the phone, and saw such a big--so big giant floating on the surface of the sea?

The farmer who worked overtime for a night was on fire: Don't say it, don't say it, I'm really bald, I don't have any hair.