I've been banned from falling in love

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Compared to before, the night in Yokohama was much calmer.

Zhong also stood in front of the window sill—the window sill of their former home, looking at the five tall buildings rising from the ground in the distance, and the night scene in front of them.

There was the sound of closing the door behind him, and the sound of approaching footsteps, without turning his head, he said, "How do you know I'm here?"

"That's what I said," Osamu Dazai walked to him and leaned against the fence, "isn't it very simple. The members of the YMCA have all gone on missions, you have recently rested, and there is no one in the organization, the only place you can go is here Right. Very good... tsk, so much dust!"

Osamu Dazai patted his clothes in disgust, and when he touched the fence with his finger, it turned black: "Isn't anyone cleaning here?"

Zhong also sneered: "It's not your first time since Mr. Mori came back, so of course no one cleaned it."

Then fell into a brief silence.Rarely, the two didn't quarrel, they were just looking at the scenery alone, and the other was watching how the former looked at the scenery... The sight is too obvious, like a light on the back, and it's uncomfortable.

He finally couldn't take it anymore: "Hey, Dazai, what's the matter with you?"

"Well, I really have something to ask for you." I don't know if I learned it from Jasmine. Osamu Dazai is used to making some innocent expressions, but most of them have the opposite effect, which will only make Chuya's teeth itch even more. , "However, I always feel that what I say on my own initiative doesn't seem like something I would do."

Indeed, in the past, he tried his best to provoke and tease the other party, including but not limited to concealing some unimportant mission information, or stealing the other party's salary secretly.

That's okay too, because Chuya also developed 190 ways to get revenge on Dazai.

In the end maybe this has become a two-player game.

The two have also cultivated a tacit understanding during the long-term running-in and struggle, and the rare silence is another competition.

I'm afraid they all know that the other party and themselves are thinking the same thing, but they just hold back and don't say it.

Whoever can't hold back first loses.

But it is about the people you care about, maybe winning or losing is not so important anymore.Nakaya let out a long breath, as if he was suppressing the anger of being provoked: "Dazai, you also found out, right, there is something wrong with Jasmine."

"That's really too much, isn't it there from the beginning?"

"No, I mean it's like—"

He pondered over the second half of the sentence, but he couldn't come up with a good description, so he simply started to give an example: "Let's talk about what happened before you came, Dazai. Before I didn't know about the leader's plan, I found out that Jasmine Often standing here with him—

Same position as us, don't know what to do.It wasn't until I was told the plan gradually that I realized they were looking at the five buildings. "

"Even earlier, Jasmine decided to help the leader."

Some things have to be done in person to find out how dangerous it is.

Compared with the tasks of the port mafia, dealing with the gangsters in Leibo Street before, or the enemies attracted by the previous generations are considered trivial.

Gore, violence, danger.

Osamu Dazai heard such a story for the first time: "Based on what I know about Jasmine, she would not have been ignorant of what this meant."

"Yeah." Zhong also thought of the silver comb, which he always put in the inner pocket of his clothes, "then one time, my ability got out of control, and I almost killed her because I didn't realize it."

The bloody hole piercing through the chest is still vivid.The night wind blowing at this time stirred his forehead hair, which miraculously reminded Chuuya of the bloody smell when the wind passed through the blood hole, and he wrinkled his nose.

"But Jasmine is not angry, and even thinks it is more important to appease me."

"Hey, Chuya, are you showing off that Jasmine values ​​you more?"

"Huh? Do you think I'll be happy about this?" Chuya's face darkened. "It's the same thing with Verlaine this time. There are so many damages to the facilities on site. I don't believe their fight is just a taste of it."

What he didn't say was that because Jasmine's soul was in the hairbrush, even if she was injured, she would recover.It was too late for them to judge whether she was injured or not.

This time Dazai went on smoothly: "Verlaine must have had the idea of ​​a sneak attack, but she forgave him and helped him find his life direction again."

To most people, it doesn't matter if there is one more Verlaine or one less. I am afraid that except for Sen Ou, they are secretly happy, and the rest of them are all compromising because of Jasmine.

Dazai understood: "I see, that's why you were so evasive later that day, and you didn't take the initiative to contact Verlaine much later..."

He poked Zhongya with his elbow: "No way? Are you venting your anger?"

"So what?" Chuya turned sideways to hide.

"Zhongye, there is a black hole in Jasmine's heart, bottomless." Just like the night sky tonight.

The moon was covered by dark clouds, and rarely even a few stars became dim. It was so dark that it was hard to see where the end of the distance was.

Dazai raised his hand and aimed at the moon with difficulty through his fingers: "The world is nothing but suffering, what she wants and pursues is to hold the hands of us who have fallen into suffering to fill the black hole. Satisfied with everything humbly, but also arrogantly indifferent—but whose hand does she really want to hold?"

He suddenly inserted a question: "Chuya, was she like this when you met each other? Where was she before you met?"

Chuya shook his head: "The first time we met was after the explosion. Both she and Rimbaud were victims of the explosion, and lost their memory because of it, and then picked me up."

"So..." Dazai turned his head to look at him, and poked his head with his index finger, "The more lacking something, the more eager to find something to make up for it. I think Jasmine doesn't want more and more because of greed." , but because there is something in the lost memory that she cared about or something she should have done but didn't do—— Such an urgency formed in the subconscious, she didn't know which one was right, and she was afraid of missing it, so she never refused, All satisfied."

The role of memory is a question that Zhong Ye has seldom thought about for so many years.

When Leibo Street was still in ruins, they laughed that everyone was a person who had lost their memory, and it was not bad to start a new life like this.

Now it is known that he should not have had a front, and Rimbaud has also recovered his memory.

Only Jasmine is left...

The sudden sense of unrest made Chuuya clenched his fists.

"If, what I said is if." Dazai opened up the question that everyone silently ignored, "If Jasmine regains her memory one day, what will she do?"

……

At the same time, Aiqi woke up again in a bad dream.

Not exactly a nightmare.

Because in the dream, there were only montage-like flashbacks of some pictures in the memory fragments, which were too ghostly and uncomfortable, and at the same time, she heard her childish voice:

"Did you really forget?"

"Have you really forgotten what you promised your father?"

"I don't remember." Aiqi turned on the light, and the sudden brightness woke up the system.

The system cat squatted beside her: "Master, are you dreaming again?"

"Ah."

It can be seen that this is not the first time.

In fact, since Verlaine joined Hong Kong/Heilongjiang—of course, I don’t mean to blame him, but just describe an accurate point in time—Aiqi has often had such dreams.

She was also afraid that there was something wrong with the caregiver, but after asking about the sea turtle soup, it was proved that it was subconscious.

This is a common drama for people with amnesia, and Aiqi is not surprised.

Just affecting sleep is a bit much.

"This time I suddenly had a new memory." Aiqi recalled uncertainly, but it was a scene she had never seen before, "Looking at the perspective, when it was not adopted, the door lock of the small black house was not good. Sometimes I will run away a little bit, and I will watch the children playing outside from the crack."

Living in a remote place in the field, the children don't have any advanced entertainment methods.

Seeing their running and listening to their laughter, Aiqi can more or less distinguish one or two games, one is a bird in a cage, and the other does not know the name, probably everyone wants to hold hands, and the person who is alone is a ghost rule.

"What do you do if you just know this?" She muttered to herself with a headache.

The system speculated: "Could it be a sign that the master has recovered his memory?"

Yes, this is also a common drama, a sudden picture appears, or a specific symbol is stimulated, which reminds the memory.

"Don't do it now." Aiqi had a bad premonition, "I always feel that restoring my memory will ruin my business now? Or will there be a bad development?"

Could it be BE?

Of course, Ai Qi, whose fundamental task is to clear the character, doesn't care about the difference in the ending. She puts her hands together and makes a wish, and she just hopes that it won't affect the current process of clearing.

Especially when there are two piggies left, let them show up step by step.

At this time, there were several bang bang bangs, and the outside of the window was illuminated with brilliant colors.

The reflected light shone into her eyes, and Aiqi and the system stared out of the window in a daze.

That's fireworks.

But how can there be fireworks blooming in the middle of the night?

She put on her coat and got out of bed, without opening the window, carefully watching the scenery outside.

Nothing out of the ordinary except for the fireworks.

It can be seen that there is a distance between the fireworks, and they are not released at a fixed location.If she still has the memory palace of the first world, she will find that the places where the fireworks are blooming are all the territories of various organizations in Yokohama.

The bang bang sound was still going on, and it had already reached the level of disturbing the people. She even saw the lights of the nearby buildings lit up one after another, and the quiet night became a little noisy for a while.

The first fireworks to bloom have turned into sparks and fell into the ground.

"No, it doesn't seem to be Mars..."

Aiqi sticks to the glass, carefully identifying it.

——At least Mars will not look like something with volume, and the falling trajectory will be blown out by the wind.

"Is it blank paper?"

As soon as the words fell, a long strip of white paper flew over and stuck to the glass with a snap.

Aiqi was able to observe what it was at a close distance—there were a few large characters written on that piece of paper:

[The man with 5000 billion is dead! 】

"5000 million..."

Thinking of what was discussed before, Aiqi seemed to have a premonition. She quickly changed into a set of clothes that were easy to move and walked out of the room, only to find that the building was already brightly lit.

She had never seen so many people running around at this point in time.

At this point, what later known as the chaos of the leader's struggle began.