As a screenwriter, I don't understand you very well

Just when Wu Huai was hesitating to say something, there was a sudden sound at the door.

It was the sound of the door being pushed open.

Feeling that the members of the detective agency suddenly became quiet, the three of Ye Yinghou couldn't help casting their gazes over there.

——A man with red hair came in, with stubble on his chin. He was obviously a man in his early 20s, but the scruffy stubble made people think he was an uncle.

He was also carrying two big bags of snacks, at first glance, they were all the kind that Ranbu usually liked.

But the silver-haired boy didn't have the extra thought to pay attention to these things at this time.

The red-haired man was stunned for a moment after seeing the sudden silence in the club, and his eyes caught the silver-haired boy with a blank expression.

Like every ordinary day in the past, he walked in, closed the door smoothly, put the bag in his hand on the table next to him, then paused, and slowly walked towards Qian Yuche.

The silver-haired boy stared blankly at the person who was walking towards him step by step. The usually calm and strong person was a little at a loss.

The three of Ye Yinghou also immediately sensed that something was wrong.

These two... know each other?

Odasaku stopped about one step away from the boy, and then fixedly glanced at the boy, the dull hair(?) on his head swayed.

"Ah, it's Asaba..." Seeing the boy in front of him hiding the emotion that was about to cry, Odasaku stepped forward, half hugged the boy, and patted the boy's back skillfully, "Come back good."

He was familiar with the road and smoothed his hair, and a somewhat hoarse voice sounded faintly from above the boy: "—Welcome home."

The silver-haired boy buried his head in the red-haired man's arms, and grabbed Odasaku's clothes tightly with both hands.

Oda Saku also followed the boy's actions, he didn't speak, but just patted the boy's thin back.

After a long while, I heard the young man's vague and soft voice: "... Zuozhizhu."

"Well, I'm here."

"...I miss you so much." I miss you so much.

In fact, counting it, the time he really got along with Oda Saku was really not long.

After passing through Mr. Tosi and Mr. Mori...he met Oda Saku.

After finally opening his heart slowly, and putting Oda Saku on the tip of his heart, he was caught off guard by the first death of Oda Saku.

——The glaring wound, the spreading blood, the gradually icy body, and finally the nostalgic eyes struggling to look over...

It constitutes an endless nightmare.

He found the 【Book】, or more precisely—

——It was [Book] who found him.

He didn't want to see that kind of ending, so he paid a certain price and reached an agreement with 【Book】.

——Reverse time and bring the dead back to the world.

Just, but always...

No, law, stop, stop.

Unavoidable, unsurvivable.

Every time, the time that is carefully cherished is fleeting, and the person who was eating spicy curry not long ago was lying in a cold coffin.

Over and over again, over and over again... Repeat this drama of gaining and losing.

Even if he protected the five children, even if he ran back very hard, he still couldn't avoid the doomed ending.

Even in the later period, for the death of Oda, the world consciousness even used all means.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters...earthquakes, tsunamis, car accidents...are impossible to prevent.

How can one person fight against the world?

Qian Yuche knew that Dazai noticed something later, but since he didn't ask, the boy wouldn't take the initiative to say it.

... a strange tacit understanding.

He even had hazy hallucinations for a while.

——Sakunosuke, he's right here...

——He's not dead, he's still alive... After all, every time, Sakunosuke always reappears, doesn't he?

The still immature little boy walked out of the cemetery numbly, looking at the familiar environment around him with a somewhat distracted gaze.

...a cemetery that I have visited many times.

Struggling in the time that is constantly going back, it is the broken dreams and lost self again and again.

It is often the cruelest thing to gain and then lose.

Just like now, the silver-haired boy lay in the arms of the red-haired man, listening to the familiar heartbeat, but he couldn't feel the truth.

—just the fear of loss.

Sensing the unconscious trembling of the boy in his arms, Odasaku sighed, rubbed Asaba's smooth silver hair, and comforted him over and over again: "I'm here, Asaba, I'm here..."

It has to be said that sometimes Oda Sakunosuke's intuition in certain aspects is really accurate to the point of outrage.

Dazai on the side had already pulled the three of them into the small room, so as not to disturb the time between Odasaku and Asaba.

... Well, although he also wants to stay with Oda Zuku... But at this time, he will definitely not go back and grab it.

The iris-colored eyes deepened.

He knew that for Odasaku... Asaha must have paid something.

Because of the particularity of disqualification in the world, he still vaguely retains a bit of retrospective memory.

Just the remaining memories have already made people fall into a nightmare.

What about Asaba who has been bearing everything silently?

But—as long as the boy doesn't speak, he won't go back and ask on his own.

Just being behind and supporting, that's fine.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Osamu Dazai looked at the three people with the word "curious" written all over their faces, and dropped the nuclear bomb lightly: "Ah, that person is Oda Sakunosuke, the adoptive father of... Koasaba."

Three people (especially Ye Yinghou):? ? ? (Pupil shock.jpg)

Adoptive father? ?

Wu Xuan was greatly shocked: "Is that Mr. Oda so old?"

Can he be Yun Che's father?

Dazai replied with a smile: "Mr. Wuxuan, he is an adoptive father... as long as the age and adoption conditions are met."

Ye Yinghou recalled the boy's performance just now, and a complicated but gentle expression flashed in his eyes: "Asaha must like Mr. Oda very much..."

She could feel that in the young man's mind, Mr. Oda's position was probably quite high.

As the mother of a child, her mood is a bit complicated.There is jealousy...but more, it is gratitude.

Thank him for taking care of his children growing up.

But... Ye Yinghou paused again.

From her previous experience, she knew that Asagi worked in the company of those five buildings.

Does his adoptive father know?Such a company...

-

after a little while.

"Zuozhisuke, this is...my mother, Ye Qing." Qian Yuche rarely stuttered, with a solemn expression, "The kind that can test DNA."

"Mother, this is my adoptive father... Oda Sakunosuke. He is someone I like very very very much."

"Ah, hello." Oda Saku shook hands with the woman, "Saki Le and the others all like your works."

"Ah, my honor." Ye Yinghou smiled, "Is Sakule a child of the Oda family?"

"Ah, yes." Odasaku's eyes wandered for a moment, "I...adopted five children before." Ye Yinghou probably wouldn't criticize him because of this.

Wu Xuan on the side: ...Why, there is an "ah" before every sentence.

so weird.

"Okay~" Ranbu rushed over from the side, caught the eyes of the silver-haired boy as if he had been rescued, and coughed lightly, "In this case, you should know that Asagi and us have known each other. Then next! I will go out with Asagi to buy Snacks! By the way, have a good chat!"

Ranpo gave Dazai a look, and Dazai understood.

Understood, while Qian Yu was away, I had a good chat with Ye Yinghou and the others.

Qian Yuche naturally understood their intentions, but hesitated for a moment, then said sullenly: "Okay." Don't say too much.

"Well, Don!"

The boy whose name was called by Ranpo stood up: "Yes! Mr. Ranpo!"

"Come here and join us!" Although I really want to have a world of two... But first of all, in order to integrate the world, the photographer has to keep up, so it is impossible.

So, since this is the case...then Dun!Come and help me lift things and be a coolie!

-

On the other side, inside the bus of the program group.

Director Zhong who was sitting on it asked, "Is everything edited?"

Assistant director: "It's almost done. Just improve it later."

Director Zhong touched his chin: "Okay."

"The first episode of the variety show... will be broadcast soon."

He thought of Qian Yuche's superhuman ability, and he felt a little headache.

I'm not willing to cut it...but it's too exaggerated not to cut it.

But Director Zhong is Director Zhong after all, and he slapped his thigh: "Forget it! Play it as it is!" He always felt that with that kid's ability, no matter what happened, he could break it back.

"It's good to pay attention to public opinion. If it goes too far, remember to bring it back..."

-

Ever since, a few days later.

#《我们去世界*Yokohama》The first issue is officially launched#

The majority of netizens are full of expectations for this.

Yun Che also stared at the propaganda, clenched his hands tightly.

... There was no news about that woman Xie Yun when she was recording the program ... I don't know how she is doing.

But even though that woman doesn't have any brains, she must be more than enough to deal with Yun Che, that soil phoenix....

Yun Che thought confidently.