Zaizafang

The decisions made by Fyodor have always been difficult to be changed by external forces. Even Osamu Dazai has no way to prompt him to withdraw his plans.

"Fei Jia..."

He was a little flustered, not knowing what to say.

Fyodor sat down generously, took a bag of milk and stuck it on the straw without saying a word.

Either way, Osamu Dazai doesn't want to lose his memory.Whether it was painful or easy, whether he was torturing Fyodor or Fyodor was tormenting him, he didn't want to forget those details.

Now there is no such thing as disqualification in the world, the universal invalidation ability, and he will also have some irreversible abilities.

Amnesia... To put it nicely, isn't that brainwashing?Take the medicine Fyodor gave, God knows what will happen, he doesn't want to gamble in this place.It is especially unbearable for things to happen that only one person has forgotten.

But Fyodor calmly listened to him babbling, crying life and death without tears, just clutching the milk bag to empty the last bit of liquid, then stood up and threw the things into the trash can and went out.

"Of course you can stay here."

He said so.

Osamu Dazai was silent for a moment, and was at a loss for a while, not knowing what to do.

He finally remembered that he still had a very good brain, and he was almost brainstorming—Feyya must have some goals that he hadn’t achieved. He felt that his abnormal performance was only because he hadn’t fully grasped Fyodor’s mind. .

Besides revenge, what else does Fei Jia want...

……

"Fyodor." Until Fyodor had almost finished arranging the plans, Osamu Dazai was still struggling and hesitating, "I can choose not to."

"No, we should make a break."

"..." Osamu Dazai said stupidly, "Fei Jia, you said before that hate will last longer than love."

"Hate is tiring, Dazai-kun." Fyodor's eyes were gentle, and he didn't resist sticking, but his words were still flat and sharp, "I want to take a little rest..."

Osamu Dazai rubbed against Zhi Leng, suddenly raised his head as if allergic: "Rest?"

Fyodor was a little speechless: "Dazai-kun, my rest is not your rest... Suicide is not within the scope of my plan."

Osamu Dazai relaxed a little, and continued to act like a baby while hugging Fyodor.

Of course it wouldn't be Fyodor if Fyodor could be easily moved by him.He could only agree to go back to his own world and take the medicine to wash his memory, and Fyodor would tell him how to get rid of the abo state as promised.

Two clear.

There is no place to hate.

It sounded like the clean and refreshing state he dreamed of.But when it really came to this time, Osamu Dazai felt as if his breath was blocked in his heart, he could only resist but not expect.

……

Follow the general dog blood routine.

Traveling was indeed an accident.

When Osamu Dazai woke up, he found himself in a strange place, his arm was extremely painful, he looked sideways, the blood almost soaked the sleeve, and the dry part stuck to the wound, and there was tearing pain when he moved.

"hiss……"

He got up without seeing Fyodor.

Rather than panicking, he should have found Fyodor immediately, but he searched around and found no trace of Fyodor at all.

Empty.

Osamu Dazai could clearly hear his heavy breathing mixed with the sound of the wind, as well as the abnormal heartbeat, beating, beating, he himself was disturbed by the sound, and the other intact hand unconsciously grasped his chest clothes, whispered very lightly:

"Fetya?"

Of course no one responded.

Osamu Dazai's sanity was very slow, and he remembered what Fyodor said...

Going back is risky.

But he refused to admit that the risk fell to them, especially with such a coincidence.If there is a risk, it should be to take care of him, after all, he is the one who longs for death.

Or fate always likes to turn things upside down and make some nasty jokes that no one will laugh at.

"Fyodor..."

Osamu Dazai squatted down slowly, leaning against the edge of the river, his bloody arm hanging on one side, and his other hand covering his face.

"You, hello..."

There was a sound of footsteps behind him, followed by the boy's concern and timid condolence: "Do you need help? You are bleeding."

When Osamu Dazai turned his head, his expression showed Fyodor's usual indifference. He was surprised that some kind-hearted people took the initiative to strike up a conversation with him, but at the moment he was not in the mood to perfunctory with passers-by: "No need."

Seeing the appearance of the person coming, he was happy again.

White hair, doggy bangs, purple eyes.

Nakajima Atsushi, Baihu, the supernatural power is Moonbeast—of course, everyone has no supernatural power now.In other worlds, he seems to be involved with his peers, often playing the role of Dazai Osamu's "student", whether it is black or white.

As the intelligence said, he is indeed a kind of childish kindness.

"But your arm..."

"That's not important." Osamu Dazai tilted his head and looked at Atsushi Nakajima, and before the other party hesitated to say "It's not important, what else is important", he said softly, "I lost... .”

As expected, Atsushi Nakajima was distracted: "Can't you find something important?"

"Yes, yes." Osamu Dazai raised an arm, showing a nervous smile, "I lost Fei Jia."

If Atsushi Nakajima's senior, Kunikida, was here, he would definitely say stay away from psychosis and be healthy, but Atsushi Nakajima would not, he stood aside cautiously, with a timid soft smile of a teenager, still trying to help this The poor man who passed by said: "Please go to the hospital first."

Osamu Dazai shook his head: "Can I borrow your cell phone?"

Atsushi Nakajima didn't know why, he hesitated and handed out his mobile phone.

"Thank you." Osamu Dazai seemed to be back to normal now, pondered for three seconds and considered which number to dial, and then skillfully pressed a series of numbers.

Atsushi Nakajima noticed with sharp eyes that this was a cross-border communication, and his heart ached instantly. The phone bill...

Then he saw the young man in front of him who might have a problem with his brain, but his face was not worth talking about, proficiently spit out a series of babbles in Russian that he couldn't understand: "Sigma? I'm back."

"Beep-beep-beep-"

The phone was hung up decisively.

It is estimated that for Sigma, Osamu Dazai's voice is probably a horror movie among horror movies.

"Thank you." Osamu Dazai returned the phone to Atsushi Nakajima, and then sat on the bank with his chin in a daze, "I'll just sit here for a while."

Atsushi Nakajima also sat down.

"You said... Fei Jia is someone who is very important to you?" Little Tiger lived in an orphanage since he was a child, and his observation of words and emotions is almost engraved into his DNA. This seems to belong to his talent, and it will not disappear with the disappearance of supernatural powers. .He keenly felt the unimaginable sadness and pain on the young man in front of him, which almost overwhelmed him, and thought of the recent news that many young people would choose a way to end their lives when they were under great pressure. The river has been a popular sanctuary lately.The more he thought about it, the more dangerous he became, so he resolutely sat down and prepared to chat with this young man to prevent any regrettable accident.

Osamu Dazai glanced at it, guessed what Atsushi Nakajima was thinking, and laughed dumbfoundedly.

It seems... this little tiger... is really interesting.

He nodded and replied briskly, "It's an important person I've known for a long time."

"Best friend?"

Osamu Dazai tilted his head to one side: "Lover?"

Dun found it strange that no one talked about interpersonal relationships in an uncertain tone, but Little Tiger himself was not very old, and he had never been in love since he was a child, and he didn't seem to have any love brains around him. Also stay calm and strong.So he asked according to his own understanding: "Is the relationship still undetermined?"

"Hmm..." Osamu Dazai actually thought about this question seriously, and found that with the level of tacit understanding between him and Fyodor, it seems that the change in relationship has never been mentioned verbally.

He and Fyodor seemed to be simply entangled, entangled in various forms, just as Fedya felt that hate and love were almost the same.It is also very natural when they roll together. It only takes one look to change from a partner to a real one.

It’s over.

He never said anything.

Except when he gets rid of the sticky mind in a muddleheaded way, it does force Fyodor to say some strange things...

"Dun Jun, I really like you very much."

"Yes, is it?" said the handsome and almost charming person, and the little tiger brushed his legs, looking like he was at a loss, "Thank you!"

"It should be me thanking you." Dazai Osamu blinked, "Atsu-kun is really... hiss!"

He suddenly cried out in pain, raised his hand subconsciously, and then suddenly realized something, stopped his movement, and changed the subject almost instantly, very bluntly: "Then I went to the hospital."

He stood up dragging his immobile arms, humming a meaningless broken song like a normal person, and walked on the road.And Dun stood behind him in a daze, deep in thought:

When did he introduce himself as Dun Lai?

After Osamu Dazai had walked a certain distance, he remembered to ask, "Didn't I ask your name?"

"This..."

Osamu Dazai turned his head halfway, the wind raised his hair, and the curve of his side face was soft.

"Dazai, Dazai rule."

After speaking, he disappeared around the corner of the intersection.

……

Dun frowned again.

The name Dazai Osamu is so loud that it is basically recorded in the annals of history.One of the members of the international terrorist organization The Five Decays of Heaven and Man, together with Fyodor to subvert the world, is an important pusher and an indispensable link for the withdrawal of supernatural beings from the stage of history - legend has it that they used some method to completely withdraw from Dazai The nullification ability possessed by the body spreads to the whole world.

Most importantly, Osamu Dazai and Fyodor should be dead.Died on the day the world turned upside down.

……

It doesn't look very much like a terrorist organization, but there is something wrong, such as the injuries.

Dun continued to be confused, so he had to take out his mobile phone and send a message to Mr. Ranpo.

Speaking of which...he has been in the detective agency for a year now.I was homeless after leaving the orphanage, and I was very lucky to have a detective agency to take me in.The tiger problem that had plagued him for many years was completely resolved on the day the world was overturned, so he did not particularly resent Osamu Dazai and Fyodor, but instead had a vague, indescribable subtle gratitude in his heart.

Although occasionally I still feel that there is something wrong, and there is some emptiness in the unclear place, as if the world should not be like this.

……

"Fei Jia, can you stop pulling my hair?"

Osamu Dazai spoke aggrievedly, but his eyes were full of smiles.He put his hand on his shoulder and waited a moment before feeling something small jump on his finger.

"This is an accident." He widened his eyes, shining brightly in the sunlight. Even he couldn't bear the joy and sorrow within a day. When he saw the little Fyodor in his hand, his emotions were turbulent like never before. "Fei Jia~~~~"

Fyodor, who accidentally turned into a tiny little one, sat on Osamu Dazai's hand, wearing the same small hat, gloomy and cute.He looks shorter than a thumb now, and looks like he will blow away in the wind, and giving him a dry leaf may start a journey like a fairy tale.

Human nature makes it difficult for them to resist young and cute things, such as cats, dogs and rabbits, or other cubs.Osamu Dazai was indifferent to those things.

But Fyodor in front of him really surprised him, and then he felt an indescribable joy filled his brain.

It can be understood as crazy, sweaty dirty thinking, or the feeling of ordinary people touching a cat.In short, it was very complicated, and many ideas flashed through him in an instant, including how to raise Fyodor the thumbnail for a hundred days-shut it up!Close it in a small place and put it up to watch and play every day!

"Fedya, you almost scared me to death," he said in a voice full of joy.He is completely released now, and it is difficult for the little Fyodor to have any majesty. He is very cute when he is angry, staring and jumping, and his cold face is also very cute.

Of course Fyodor saw the dirty smile in Dazai's eyes, but he really couldn't resist at this moment, he could only signal Dazai to lift him up.

Then he stretched out his hand and violently pulled out Dazai Osamu's hair.

"Ow!"

Osamu Dazai screamed exaggeratedly in pain, but still smiled exaggeratedly, almost laughing out the peculiar sound of that pervert.

"..." is very speechless.

Fei Jia simply sat down, sitting on the palm of Dazai Osamu, with his legs together, his hands on his chest, his expression was quite serene, as if he was lying completely flat.

"Fei Jia!" Osamu Dazai's voice frightened him, but the movement of his hand was very steady, even if he held it with one hand, he didn't feel any problem.

Fyodor raised his eyes coldly and stared at Osamu Dazai, sincerely hoping that Osamu Dazai would stop talking useless trash.

In fact, he fully understands Osamu Dazai's excitement at this time. If he were to face a small, really cute Osamu Dazai, he would be surprised and infinitely curious.

He stared for a while, and found that Osamu Dazai was still looking at him, as if he was planning something.

Fyodor rested his thin, almost invisible fingers on his body, slightly puzzled.

Osamu Dazai finally spoke softly, so softly that Fei Jia almost didn't hear the words that seemed to be blown away by the wind.

……

"Fyodor Mikhailovich, I love you."

……

Osamu Dazai looked away in an instant, he didn't see Fyodor's wide open eyes, only a small cute villain, and the shocked emotions were about to burst out from his small and shiny eyes like broken diamonds.

He couldn't believe that those were the words that Osamu Dazai could say.

Other than Dazai, he can only act cute at critical moments in his life.

Now it's Fyodor Ababa's turn.

He sat in the palm of Dazai Osamu, looking at the sky and the ground.I opened my mouth to speak, but because of the current situation, I couldn't make any effective sounds.

So he thought.

I should love you too.

……

Of course you still have to see a doctor.

And I really, really need to see a doctor.

Osamu Dazai could not move both arms.One arm was cut by a sharp unknown object due to some accident during the crossing, and it was stuck to the cloth. If the wound is not treated, it may cause serious problems.

The other arm is much more interesting.

When Fyodor changed back to its original form in his hands, he immediately reached out to fish it, trying to catch the beauty in his arms very handsomely.

The results are obvious.

dislocated.

The farce ended with Fyodor pushing Osamu Dazai, who was crying and screaming in pain, into the hospital.

Because of the fuss, the drug that was promised to erase memory was also lost. Osamu Dazai’s hands were tied in plaster for half a month and he didn’t see Fyodor mentioning the drug. He just injected him with suppressive injections regularly agent.

Fyodor took care of Osamu Dazai for half a month. He contacted Sigma and returned to Russia with the other party's extremely complicated expression.During the short time when he didn't want to face the international situation, he and Osamu Dazai lived in seclusion in a small broken place in the countryside. The only things to do every day were get up to get newspapers and milk, and take care of a lover who had both arms disabled. .

The painful part went down, and the fine part came up again.Osamu Dazai lay down aboveboard and ate soft food, begging Fei Jia to help him do things that idiots can do every day, and doing things that are not well behaved at all with an obedient expression.

"Fei Jia, I want to eat crab meat." It's lunch time.

"Fedya, can you come over here? I miss you." It was time for Fyodor to read the newspaper.

"Fei Jia, can you give me a hug? Look, I can't even move my arms..." It was lunch break.

"Fei Jia..."

Fyodor put down the bowl, and ceramic objects knocked on the table, breaking the usual elegance and calmness.

He was expressionless: "I don't love you anymore."

"It's okay. Fei Jia can hate me as much as he wants." Osamu Dazai said, although he seemed to have said this before, but after all, his mentality was completely different, "Of course I hope Fei Jia can love me more. I like Fei Jia anyway. Jia, of course, if I can eat king crab tonight, I will love Fei Jia even more..."

Fyodor couldn't bear it anymore, and finally grabbed Mao Mao's neck to make him lie down forcibly, and bit his lip viciously.

Years of nourishing energy were completely ruined by Osamu Dazai.

But they do have a lot of time to hang out now.

So is the future.

It doesn't matter if they are not clear about breaking up, there is probably nothing that can separate them.Just like two similar piercing thorns, they have already been entangled with each other during the growth process, bound each other, and it is difficult to separate them. If they are forcibly separated, they will cause certain damage or even break off.

Fortunately, after all, they broke up together and grew into what they are now.

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, moved his arm covered in plaster and bandages, trying to hug Fyodor.

Such a life is not bad at all.

The author has something to say:

Come on, this is sweet text.

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Then it's over here, I won't continue, I will apply to the editor to finish the v, if I can v, I hope I can support it, well... the full subscription may be one yuan qaq

Mina-san can also give a final score after fully booking (if there is such a hope). Of course, I hope that the higher the score, the better (Wangtian), but it still depends on personal perception.

[The only thing I don't like is seeing someone give a low score because the number of words is too short]

I'll emo hard.

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As usual, I am very grateful to the accompanying readers. I don’t want to code without comments. When I post a chapter and see comments, it’s like the “di——” from the clock-in machine at work.Of course I'm a pigeon, sometimes the comments can't let me update (cuckoo)

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I love Tuo Zong intermittently, especially when I write Dazai and Yang Wei, I need a little Tuo Zong to save me.So I produced a lot of things that are all my own xp without any mixed things, such as bathrooms and Fei Jia villains.There are some small stalks that I chatted with wives I knew while chatting, such as pulling out hair (covering the pot), and for example, the whole Shuangzai stalk was born while chatting with gay friends.There are also some messy dog ​​blood stalks that I want to play. I always feel that I haven’t written much dog blood, so I wrote a lot of dog blood stalks at once.

Crematorium, unresolved amnesia, reunion of broken mirrors and so on.