[Comprehensive] Those years when I was a twenty-five boy

I've had White Day gifts in return from many people, from the real to the fake, from the hearty to the innocent, from bargains to luxuries.

Mr. Hirotsu sent a box of chocolates that were beautifully packaged and printed with words I couldn’t understand. The mouse must be slaughtered as a sacrifice to heaven.

"I originally gave you chocolates because you like these little sweets, but you hid them so that it looks like I didn't choose the right gift." Mr. Guangjin sighed helplessly, and asked someone to go abroad to buy a box that was exactly the same. "Let me know if you like it, and I will ask someone to bring it back next time."

I was very moved, and opened the chocolate on the spot, and gave the first one to Mr. Hirotsu. He ate it with a smile, and refused my next chocolate on the excuse that he didn't like sweets.

At that time, he clearly said that he did not have diabetes and was not at the age where he needed to avoid food, man... he really deserves to be the only gentleman in the Mafia, giving him a thumbs up.By the way, I shared the macaron that Chuya Nakahara gave me with Mr. Hirotsu. It is sweet but not greasy, and it makes sense that it is expensive.

Today was a very happy day, I received a lot of gifts, I even hummed a little song when I went to the office, until I went to find my boss, the people who were supposed to be in the office didn’t know where to go, and asked Some people in the circle saw that Dazai-sama went to the rooftop.

I:? ? ?

I remember, my boss seems to have a habit of committing suicide, could it be...? !No, I wailed, and immediately ran to the rooftop, Osamu Dazai wouldn’t commit suicide like this, did he jump off the building in Hong Kong and Hei Building, did he hate his life or his life? What happened to Mori Ogai? Tolerate him as a troublemaker to the present.

No, no, thinking about it, he might be watching the scenery on the rooftop or meeting someone else to talk about something...it doesn't exist!When I saw that familiar figure jumping over the railing and jumping down, my heart skipped a beat. By the time I realized it, half of my body had already leaned out of the railing, tightly grasping my bandaged wrist.

Karma.

I heard the sound of an arm dislocating.

Very high.

It's definitely not human shape if you fall.

"It seems that I can't die again, it's really boring." Osamu Dazai, who was hanging in mid-air, looked regretful. He looked up at me, stunned for a moment when his eyes fell on my face, and then greeted with a smile, "Hi, Lina sauce."

"Hi, you big-headed ghost!" I broke out in a cold sweat, clutching the railing tightly with one hand, and firmly grasping his wrist with the other.The pain in my shoulder joint made me want to cry, but I felt that my arms were getting weaker and weaker, and I couldn't grasp Dazai this big trash.

"Speaking of which, today is White Valentine's Day. I received Lina-chan's chocolates at this time last month." Osamu Dazai was not nervous at all, and even had the energy to joke, "As a reward, would you like to come with Lina-chan? What about martyrdom?"

"Shut up, you idiot!" I was so scared that tears fell down, and my vision gradually blurred.Blinking my eyes vigorously to let the tears fall down, my vision regained clarity, I bit my lips, "Hold on to me, you sand sculpture!"

The boy's black hair was soft and fluffy under the sun, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never changed, "The real murderer, no one will like it except me."

The whole world was shaking, and then I found out that it was actually me who was shaking.Not only him, but my whole body also slid down the railing little by little, and I was so scared that I was about to cry again.

Osamu Dazai sighed, "Rina-chan, you will fall with me."

"I said, shut up." He gritted his teeth and replied word by word.I wanted to pull him up bit by bit, but just maintaining the status quo has exhausted all my strength, and my palms began to sweat and slippery. I don't know if it was cold sweat or tears just dripping on the center of his brow.

Too bad, the revolving door of life is about to start again.

"Tsk, bastard Dazai." There were hurried footsteps coming from behind, and a hand wearing a leather glove suddenly appeared in sight.The Chufa boy in a black top hat jumped directly to the outside of the railing, grabbed the railing with one hand, bent down and pulled Osamu Dazai's arm to lift him up.

Chufa boy turned his head, frowned, and his voice was irritable. He probably saw that I was crying so badly, so he tried to slow down his tone, "You can let go."

I saw my figure reflected in his icy blue eyes, but when I looked closely, there was nothing there.Tears fell again in the blink of an eye, and I stammered, "No, no, I won't let go. My arm is dislocated and I can't move it."

"Tsk, you two are really more troublesome than the other." He made a sudden force, and at the same time let go of the hand that was holding onto the railing, and led Dazai Osamu from the railing to the rooftop, not forgetting to protect the back of my head with one hand .

The three of us rolled into a ball, and we didn't know whose chest we were hitting with our foreheads. When I came back to my senses, Zhong Yuanzhong was already breaking my hand.One by one, with a little force but carefully, they snapped off Dazai Osamu's wrist.

"Rina-chan grabbed so hard, I thought my wrist was going to break." Osamu Dazai rubbed his wrist, with a relaxed smile still on his face.

"You guy, don't cause trouble for others if you want to die yourself." Zhong Yuanzhong also snapped back angrily, and when he turned his head to look at me, he froze for a moment, and frowned, "Can you stand up by yourself?"

Muscles spasmed unnaturally, I stared at him blankly, and after a while I was sure that I was safe, and then I couldn't help crying out.It was probably ugly, with tears and snot all over my face, but I was really scared, I almost fell off the roof, and I was sure to die.

"You're so scared, why do you have to run over here?" Dazai Osamu's voice was a little helpless, probably because of my illusion, I could hear the gentleness like spring water hidden in him, the softness was inconceivable.But it is also clear and shallow like floating clouds, which will disperse when the wind blows.

Because I am a partner of justice, because you will have all kinds of troubles when you die, because... I don’t know, I don’t know why I ran over, when I realized that my useless dog’s paw had already scratched stop you.But you want me to say such things as a mafia, what can I do, I am also very desperate.I sobbed and cried louder.

"Okay, don't cry." Nakahara rubbed his temples with a headache, grabbed my uninjured hand and lifted me up, "It's really impossible to beat the bastard Dazai after you go back. Back then you Didn't you kick him once, let him kick you again."

"This won't work. I took a long time to recover from it." There was something rough on his face, it was the palm of his bandaged hand.He bent his eyes and looked insincere, "I'm sorry, do you need me to carry you to the medical room?"

I'm shaking, I know it.

Not just because of the pain in the shoulder, but why all the labels in the eyes are gone.

I don't think I'll get along with Osamu Dazai for the rest of my life.

The shoulder joint of my right arm was dislocated. When the doctor helped me put it back, I screamed like a pig, and it lasted for a long time, which shocked everyone in the medical room.Afterwards, Nakahara Zhong also told me that he could hear my miserable screams at the end of the corridor, and he was so frightened that he pinched a piece of the corner of the wall.

I sternly expressed my anger at this and said it was a very disrespectful thing for girls.However, Zhong Yuanzhong just rolled his eyes silently and said sorry without sincerity.I was so angry that I wanted to hit him, but I couldn't.

All in all I'm on furlough again, injured at work, on my usual pay.

With braces on my shoulder joints, I just feel physically and mentally exhausted and unable to move.

Mr. Hirotsu probably felt a headache. I was fine when he sent me to work in the morning, but I was carried back to the dormitory before it was time to get off work.

"Osamu Dazai is rubbish!" I cried and reported to Mr. Hirotsu, "Wow——I want to resign."

"Lena, be careful." Mr. Hirotsu patted my head helplessly, "I asked the doctor, it won't be serious, and don't make too much movement or lift heavy objects within a week."

Mr. Hirotsu, who was on vacation, said he would come to take care of me. I didn't think it was a big deal, so I didn't let him come, but he still came up on time with the takeaway.A week later, the protective gear was removed. Except for a little soreness, there was basically no major problem. The doctor said that it would be fine after a while.It's okay to simply cook your own meals, so I didn't let Mr. Hirotsu, who had returned to work, come over.

When it was time for dinner, Dazai Osamu came over with a pot of so-called condolences. Looking at the pot of tofu that couldn't even be inserted with chopsticks, I resisted the desire to push his head into the pot, and cooked some by myself. Plain noodles, but he ate them all.

I:? ? ?

I cried and kicked him out.

"Lina-chan, who loves to cry so much, what should I do in the future." Osamu Dazai sighed with one hand on his chin.

I grabbed a tissue and sat across from him blowing my nose, glaring at him with my murderous eyes.

He smiled without sincerity, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, to be honest, I thought Lina-chan hated me very much, but because of the relationship between superiors and subordinates, she had to say those beautiful words, pretending to respect me and worship me, I didn't expect that you would do it to save me. I don't even care about my life."

That's right!I just hate you!Is there anything to like about you guy? !

I continued to stare at him.

"Don't set yourself up to save me in the future," he smiled like an amiable elder, or like a deeply affectionate lover, "I already want to wake up from this rotten dream."

"...Then you will die a little longer in the future." After the silence, I popped out these words from my throat.

"You are so cruel." The black-haired boy sighed in a soft voice like a breeze.

The author has something to say:

Lina facing Osamu Dazai: Intermittently tough, persistently cowardly.

I didn't expect so many people to like Mr. Hirotsu, but he is really just an old father, really not a stock old father, there is a lot of age difference at 30 years old.There is an old father No. 10 who can buy shares in the winery. There is a [-]-year age difference. You should all be able to guess who it is.