My baby tamer can't be the leader

When I dragged Dazai to the ward, many friends I knew were talking and laughing around the bed.

Speaking of which, although they have already arrived at the hospital, I actually don't really know why the other party was admitted to the hospital.

My classmate told me that she didn't seem to be simply sick, but she couldn't say what was the specific reason. She just told me that the other party didn't seem to want to disclose it, and asked me not to ask too much, so as not to touch the sad things of the other party.

"Long time no see, Xiaoqi."

The person on the hospital bed was the first to notice my arrival and turned his gaze to me.

"Ah, long time no see."

I pinned my hair behind my ears in a little embarrassment, and for a while I didn't know what to say.

Although I knew her earlier than all my friends in college, she can be regarded as the first friend I made after I came to Japan...But sometimes I do think, if we talk about the fate between people If it is something that can be measured, then the fate between me and the other party is probably limited to ordinary friends.

So much so that after she is hospitalized now, I still have to hear the first-hand news from others.

After a brief pleasantries, she joked about the scene when we first met on the plane to Japan.

It’s also a coincidence. There were several airplane seats in a row. As soon as I sat down, I heard the other party calling my family. Although I didn’t listen to it deliberately, after all, the seats were next to each other, so I inevitably I heard her talk about the school she was going to.

Out of a sense of surprise of meeting an old friend in a foreign land, I took the initiative to go up and chat with her, but we chatted all the way, and even went to report together after getting off the plane.

But later, because we wanted to choose different majors, we were assigned to different classes. Gradually, we no longer had a common language, and we all had our own circles of friends. It's not like when we first met, we were irreplaceable friends in a foreign country for each other... The so-called fate but no fate is probably like this.

"Ah, it must have happened a few years ago, but now that I think about it, it seems like it was yesterday." As she said this, she stretched out her hand and patted the bed next to her, telling Dazai and me not to worry about it, just find a place to sit.

Because I was a little depressed, I didn't speak much, and they were talking more, and I occasionally echoed a few words.

Dazai smiled politely throughout the whole process... I said his social circle is weird... Well, it's really weird, and he will answer you when you talk to him, but it's easy to make people feel a little bit deep in their hearts. A sense of distance.

I swear I've tried my best, and I'm just short of physically kicking him into my social circle, but he doesn't want to!And his attitude is also very decent, so that you can't find any thorns at all... I can't just press his head and say that if you don't make two friends today and come back today, I will break up with you!Making friends is not so forced, okay...

After chatting for about an hour, seeing that the sky had completely darkened, some friends who had something to do early in the morning began to say goodbye and leave in twos and threes.

I dragged Dazai to stay a little longer, and when I left, the hands of the wall clock in the hall had already pointed to eight o'clock.

Unfortunately, when the two of us walked out of the ward and walked to the elevator, we saw that the nearest elevator had just gone down from this floor, and the other elevators seemed to stop on the first floor. I can't be bothered to wait for the elevator.

"Let's take the stairs? Although it's a little higher, it's not too strenuous to go down the stairs anyway?"

Dazai responded softly, and turned his face to look at me.

Seeing that he was looking forward to me with obvious hesitation in his eyes at this moment, I pushed open the door of the stairwell and turned my head to meet his gaze.

He seemed to be hesitant, and held out his hand against the door for me, beckoning me to go out first, "Xiaoqi...do you want to hear why she was admitted to the hospital?"

"...Wait, you can see this too??" I was completely shocked, "You are too exaggerated, when did you study medicine behind my back?"

"No, it's just..." Dazai shook his head, then paused for a moment, "I just happen to know the medicine she's taking."

After he let go, the door automatically closed behind us with a rather dull metal knock.

Accompanied by the slightly dim light in the corridor, Dazai's beautiful eyes suddenly seemed a little elusive at this moment.

"She should have just had her stomach washed not long ago, plus the antidepressants on the side..." He stated without any fluctuations in his expression, "It's probably sleeping pills."

"..." I lost my voice for a moment, because I didn't know what to do at the moment... Should I first ask Dazai why he knew so clearly, or go back and comfort him...?

But in view of the relationship between me and her, I actually have no position to admonish her. The so-called refraining from making superficial words is nothing more than this... I don't know what she went through, and I don't know why she did such a thing. s Choice……

Language may indeed be one of the most powerful forces in this world that cannot be ignored, but sometimes the power of language is so pale, at least I don’t think I have the power to persuade people who are not close to me to change such an important idea.

In the end, I just took out my mobile phone, cut out the chat software that I only use when contacting domestic friends, and sent two words to the other party whose chat records have long been lost, "Come on."

After doing all this, I calmly raised my eyes to look at Dazai, took a deep breath, "Let's go first."

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and grabbed my cuff, "Xiaoqi...? Are you angry?"

"Just a little bit, but actually I don't remember that you were admitted to the hospital because of this?" I said, and walked down a few steps, "You know so many strange things, and it's okay to have one more. Well, and...you don't feel the same way as she does to me."

Dazai seemed to be stunned for a moment, tilted his head and let out a tone symbolizing doubt in a daze.

I couldn't hold it back, so I stepped back two steps, reached out and stroked the top of his fluffy hair when my eyes were on level with him, "What's so strange about this! What's the relationship between us... If you want to How could I not see that stupid thing? I wouldn’t give you that chance, I can’t catch everyone, but at least you are one I still have confidence in!”

"Xiaoqi..."

"Okay, let's go back."

……

It's too sharp, it's really too irresistible in this kind of place...

Seeing that the other party regained his spirit and walked down bouncingly, Dazai gave a low laugh, and his gaze slowly fell into his spread fingers.

Just for a moment, his eyes looked a little disgusted, as if he saw something that made him feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, he suddenly closed his palms.

It's not that time yet...

"what……?"

The voice from downstairs caught his attention, and the emotions just now were thrown behind him in an instant, "What's wrong?"

"Well, I saw something strange? Come and see?" Xia Qi's voice was obviously hesitant, "Well, this won't be the kind I thought... right?"

When Dazai walked to the side of the other party, he saw that she was holding up her mobile phone to record a video of a travel bag about the height of her calf that was lying on the ground.

After seeing him coming, she turned off the video and pulled him back carefully, "Be careful not to touch it... When the voice control light didn't go off just now, I seemed to be watching through the gap in this bag When the red light comes, why don't you go first, I will call the police now."

"It's okay, Xiaoqi, you step back first." Dazai's first reaction was very simple, he directly squatted down, knelt down on one knee, and opened the travel bag made of tarpaulin very lightly, his eyes paused for a moment , "Well, no."

As he said, he turned his body a little bit to get out of sight, "It's just a toolbox. The light you see, I think, may be the reflection of metal."

The person who had been holding her breath for a while immediately breathed a sigh of relief, she lowered her eyes, and looked at him angrily, "I said you, a little bit of vigilance, okay? It's too dangerous to start directly!"

Although Xia Qi was obviously already trying to look angry, but for Dazai, the deterrent effect of this feign could only make him want to pat her on the head.

But if he really stretched out his hand, she would definitely put aside the lingering fear in an instant, and immediately get angry with sincerity, eh, like a cat who doesn't like being touched on the head?

"The stairwell is a very special place... If this is a bomb, I have to confirm its explosion time." He turned his hands away with some regret, closed the tool box that had been opened and confirmed, and lightly restored the backpack to its original position. Even if you look at it with a camera, you can’t see the clues. "There is also the equivalent and type, and finally the best choice at the moment can be obtained."

"Are there any other options besides running away...? Wait a minute, you won't tell me, oh, you seem to have told me that you would tear it apart...Damn it." Her expression was subtle for a moment, "So you are Seriously?? I thought you were talking about a prop bomb with only two wires..."

"Pure betting on probability is indeed very interesting, but this kind of bomb can actually judge which one is the real lead based on the details. It's a pity."

He has disassembled similar equipment many times, but in reality, the equipment is often much more complicated than this, and it is impossible to have only two wires... He forced the logistics to make such a small toy to relieve boredom. Although it seems to have no effect?

"What is there to regret! Don't touch this kind of thing again! Change my hobby!" Xia Qi grabbed his wrist sullenly, "Promise me right now, don't change the subject!"

"Well……"

Although she was not used to it all over her face at the moment, and she even avoided his gaze in embarrassment, but she held his hand without any intention of letting go.

Fortunately or unfortunately, for Dazai, knowing people is an instinct that is almost carved into his bones and blood. Indeed, for a person like her who is quite selfish, since she was a child, she felt that preaching to others was a waste of her time. It would really make her feel uncomfortable to say such words so seriously... Although she is very reluctant to admit it, but a type like her should have more common language with Zhongyuan Zhongye?

It's really not reconciled.

...But even so, she was willing to always reach out to someone like him.

Dazai's eyes fell on the hand she was holding him, the light in his eyes was as light as a feather was quietly attached to her wrist bone.

"That was a long time ago." He sighed, "You always knew that I couldn't refuse you, Xiaoqi."