[Comprehensive] Coax you to sleep

The cold wind that made goosebumps all over the body blew onto the exposed skin outside the cuffs, causing small bumps one by one.

Shirakawa Makoto sniffed, closed her eyes and wrapped the clothes covering her body tighter.She groaned a few times and squeezed towards the heat source beside her, wishing she could squeeze her whole body into it.

Harue checked the contents of the bag, and felt a fluffy and somewhat cold thing approaching her.

She turned her head and took a look, and found that it was Bai Chuan Maxing who was still in a dream, frowning and looking a little pitiful.

With a helpless smile, Harue stretched out her arms and embraced Mako Shirakawa actively.After putting her hands on Bai Chuan Ma Xing's shoulders carefully, she immediately lowered her head to observe the expression on Bai Chuan Ma Xing's face, for fear that the other party would be woken up by her actions.

After the thrilling night yesterday, everyone was exhausted to the extreme, but they still had to cheer up to prevent the aftershocks from coming again.

So they didn't sleep very peacefully, only when there was any movement, they would be woken up and checked their surroundings, and fell asleep again after making sure there was no danger.

It was like this and repeated, and finally made it through the night. In the morning, everyone was exhausted, and they couldn't help leaning against each other and falling asleep.

One or two with their arms folded, half-lying on the steps regardless of their image, or leaning their heads against the wall to fall asleep little by little, not afraid that others will step on them if they are not careful.

Gently supporting Shirakawa Makoto's slender arms steady, Harue leaned over and tried to slow down her series of movements as much as possible, so as not to disturb Shirakawa Makoto's sweet dreams.

Stretching out her index finger, Harue poked the solemn boy who was sitting below them wearing a hat and looking sideways at the phone.

"That," Seeing the other party turning his head and asking her silently with suspicious eyes, Harue smiled hastily, "What time is it?"

The boy was taken aback for a moment, he raised his phone and glanced at the screen, and replied concisely: "It's almost 06:30 now."

"It's almost 06:30, thank you." Nodding thoughtfully, Harue groaned for a while, and she reciprocated what she knew and told the boy who helped her.

"At noon today, there will be a water bus coming here to rescue us, at the pier. By the way, you must remember to get on the second boat when it comes to catch the second boat."

"Eh? What? How do you know this?" The young man checked the communication panel on his mobile phone when he was hit by a disaster. There was no news of rescue coming, and there were only disaster information in major regions.

Immediately, he looked at Qingzhi with a trace of suspicion mixed with some guesses that he was not sure about.

Harue had already had a countermeasure against this, she smiled, and touched Makoto Shirakawa who was humming around her neck.

"Of course I heard it played by the rescue team on the street. It's been broadcast for so long and everyone should know." The ball head that was randomly tied up has been loosened, and the hair tied up by the hair is sweeping around the neck, a little itchy There is also a little bit of tingling that is negligible or even negligible.

The boy raised his hand and wanted to scratch his head, but when he touched the hat on his head, he was taken aback, only to remember that he was wearing a hat on his head.

"Sorry, please forgive my rudeness!" Feeling guilty for his dirty mind, the boy stood up immediately and bowed at a standard 95 degrees.

"It's all right." Qing Zhi waved her hand, she put her index finger on her lips, "Please keep your voice down, this child is still sleeping."

"Ah, I'm sorry." Glancing at Shirakawa Makoto who frowned at his noisy voice, the young man panicked a little. He not only suspected Harue, but also quarreled her sister.

"There's no need to apologize, you've already said it twice, well, don't say sorry to me anymore, and I'm sorry." Harue stopped the boy's words forcefully, and Qingzhi gently touched Bai Chuan Maxing with her fingertips. Between her brows, she stretched her furrowed brows to the sides.

Turning around and sitting down, the boy couldn't help turning his head again, "Ah Nuo, thank you for your reminder."

"It's nothing, didn't you help me too?" Picking up a strand of hair beside her ear, Harue pinned it behind her ear, revealing her delicate and small ears.

"No, it's just to tell you the time, it's nothing." The boy blushed.

Smiling and pursing her lips, Harue continued to chat with the boy until Osamu Dazai appeared.

"I searched around, and only found these." Handing the paper bag in his arms to Harue, Osamu Dazai took the hand that took the paper bag from Harue, "Beautiful lady, you really don't think about getting along with me." Shall I die together?"

Harue bent his eyes, and pulled his hand out of Osamu Dazai's, "Martyrdom or something, Mr. Dazai, you know my situation too. So, I don't think about it at all."

"It's such a pity. My goal is to die with a beautiful woman. Not like you, Miss Harue. If I really die, then it should be called—" Osamu Dazai put one hand on his chest, and slightly Raise it slowly over the top of your head, and speak in an aria tone, full of emotion and cadence.

When he was about to say the next two words, Bai Chuan Maxing suddenly woke up. She twisted her extremely numb neck, rubbed her eyes and sat up straight, "What are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

At the moment when she was about to wake up, Bai Chuan Maxing vaguely heard the words "sacrifice for love".

Since she just woke up, Bai Chuan Maxing's voice was a little hoarse, but this did not hinder the softness of her own voice.

"I didn't say anything, since you're awake, Xing, let's set off later." Turning her head to the side and glancing at the time on the phone screen in the boy's hand, Harue silently estimated in her heart the approximate departure time time.

"Let's go? Where are we going?" Just after waking up, Bai Chuan Maxing's head was still muddled and it was difficult to think, so she didn't even think about asking directly.

"Little idiot, have you forgotten what you said yesterday? Of course we are going home." Doting on the brows of Bai Chuan Maxing, Harue took out a bottle of canned milk from the paper bag, "Okay Come on, wake up, by the way, Mr. Dazai didn't find the toothbrush, so Xing, you can just let it go."

Nodding her head in a daze, Shirakawa Makoto, with a dazed face, subconsciously took the milk bottle handed over by Harue.Rubbing the body of the bottle a few times, Shirakawa Makoto covered her lips and yawned, with sleepy tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

Pulling the clean corner of the long skirt, Harue carefully wiped away her tears, then she turned her head to look at Osamu Dazai, who raised his head and pinched his chin, looking thoughtfully at the weight-bearing beam, "Are you here?" What are you looking at?"

"Ah," Osamu Dazai still maintained that posture, he uttered a meaningless monosyllable, and then he pointed to the beam with a smile and said, "Miss Harue, don't you think that beam is very beautiful? It's very suitable for suicide by hanging. wrong?"

"...I don't think so." Harue had a headache. Although she knew Osamu Dazai's character, she didn't expect him to be so fanatical about suicide. Is Wenhao's character inherited really well?

Unconsciously flicking the cork on the milk jug, Shirakawa Mako raised her head imitating Osamu Dazai, her eyes were so straight that one couldn't help but doubt whether she had seen the surrounding environment clearly.

Tilting his head and looking at it for three or four seconds, Bai Chuan Makoto couldn't be more straightforward, "It's not aesthetically pleasing, you see there are cracks on it. And Mr. Dazai, you are not tall enough to get the rope up. I won't help you commit suicide."

"That's right, then I'll just forget it. After all, my wish is not to cause trouble to anyone, to commit suicide in a clear and energetic way, ah, yes, and I must be with the beautiful Women die in love together." Osamu Dazai clenched his fists, his eyes seemed to be shining bulingbuling, with a golden light like a pickup.

"...I don't really understand you, Mr. Dazai." Harue pinched the bridge of her nose, thinking that she should be more careful in choosing people in the future.One or two of them are full of bad water, or they are so kind that they almost revealed it.

The viciousness of bad water is extremely bad, and she wants to cheat from time to time, wanting to see Bai Chuan Maxing's desperate expression.Well-intentioned, he hesitated to speak, making Shirakawa Makoto keep guessing and curious, watching it made her fear that they would not be able to help but say everything in a flash.

Watching their movements every day, and trying to stop them at critical moments, Harue was exhausted by their torment.Although the character in front of her is a bit weird, at least she shouldn't say anything, and she is there.

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as Miss Harue dies with me... Oh, I almost forgot." Osamu Dazai rubbed his nose, "Since Miss Harue can't die with me, then..." He looked at The bewildered Bai Chuan Maxing.

"Huh? What? Me?" After taking a sip of milk, a little white milk that leaked out stuck to the side of Shirakawa Makoto's mouth, like a beard.She pointed to her nose, so dazed that she couldn't be more dazed, she couldn't figure out why she would talk about her while talking.

After looking at Shirakawa Makoto's small body, Osamu Dazai sighed and shook his head, "Of course not, Xiaoxing, you are still too young to be a beautiful woman. After a few years, I will come to find you and die in love together. "

"...I don't want to die in love with Mr. Dazai, I still want to live to the old age. I don't want to commit suicide or something. Is there anything wrong with being alive? Why do you want to commit suicide, Mr. Dazai? Is it because of you His name is 'Osamu Dazai', so he wants to commit suicide like the famous writer Osamu Dazai in history? This is too strange."

Wiping off the 'beard' on her lips with the back of her hand, Makoto Shirakawa took a deep breath and spit out like a machine gun.

"Dazai Osamu? It turns out that there are people here who have the same name. It's really fate. Then, what kind of person is Dazai Osamu here?" Dazai Osamu was not angry, but instead The attention has touched the key point, he is very interested in this guy named 'Dazai Osamu', who seems to be a great writer.

Covering her forehead to cover most of the expression on her face, Harue sighed, she didn't know what to say about the current situation.It could be said that she already knew that Osamu Dazai would get along very well with Mako Shirakawa, it might as well be that Osamu Dazai is very interested in this world.

The reason why he gets along well with Bai Chuan Ma Xing is because Bai Chuan Ma Xing is the only person he has been in contact with for a long time. He can use Bai Chuan Ma Xing's words and some information to get in touch with and understand the composition of the world they live in.

As for the others, Harue didn't dare to make any guarantees, but could only say that they were more or less selfish.Or simply find it interesting and want to see despair.Or out of kindness, wanting to help her.

No matter what it is, what Harue needs is their appearance to slowly transition, until Bai Chuan Maxing can gradually become cheerful and get rid of the haze and gloom brought to her by those bad things in the past.

People, after all, have to look forward.Whether it is pain or despair, those will not be overwhelmed by the torrent of time in the end.Looking back, there are only emotions, melancholy and nostalgia.

There are no difficulties in this world, only your reluctance, timidity and cowardice.So, she will let go, because she knows that Bai Chuan Ma Xing is a brave and courageous person, and she will definitely get through, even if they are not there, even if she is alone.

Facing Shirakawa Makoto's apricot eyes, Harue smiled slightly when she was stunned, and rubbed her hair twice.Staggering Shirakawa Makoto's gaze, she looked at the gray smoke rising in the distance.The smoke curled up, like silk or gauze, and when it reached a certain height, it dispersed and disappeared into the air, just like her fate.

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