【Double Black】As You Like It

When he walked out, the water was ready, and he even tested the temperature and it was okay. When he walked in front of the sofa, he felt a little complicated, but he could know for sure that Dazai or Dazai was probably enough. What the other party wants to do, if this person doesn't want to say it, forget it.

Anyway, he believed that this person would not do any outrageous things. No matter what Dazai Osamu said, even if he lacked some knowledge of normal people, it did not mean that the other party was not clear.Perhaps it is precisely because of this that he can look at problems more rationally than ordinary people.What's more, the other party probably won't get anything from him.

Zhongya Nakahara first stood behind the sofa and looked at this 1.8-meter-high man who was almost a head taller than him. After gesticulating with his arms back and forth for a long time, he decided to use the previous posture.After seriously warning the other party not to move around and not to be a monster, he stretched his hands under the other party's armpits, and just hugged him in his arms and got off the sofa.

This posture is actually quite strange, after all, the other party is too tall anyway.In the past, it was not that he had never thought about what Osamu Dazai ate to grow up, why he was so tall, and why he was able to break through the average height of Japanese men. Admittedly, this is the same fate as the same person.

Osamu Dazai in his arms was really quiet, he just put his head on his shoulders and let his limbs with plaster cast hang down, allowing him to move to the wheelchair.Afterwards, he pushed all the way into the bathroom, and Zhong Yuanzhong also turned on the bathroom heater in the dense water vapor. He was just about to hug someone into the water, only to realize that he had to take off his clothes, and then the two of them started staring wide-eyed.

Staring at Osamu Dazai, he burst out laughing, then shook his arm wrapped into a mallet, and said, Nakahara, why are you looking at me like that? I'm so shy, but Nakahara Nakaya just rolled his eyes at the other party, saying you Shy what you Dazai still have a shy day?

"Yes, I feel shy when you look at me."

"Then why haven't you died of embarrassment?"

"Isn't this missing you?"

"Don't use your method of fooling little girls on me, it's disgusting."

After speaking, he pulled the emerald bow tie on the other party's neck. The man was smiling at him the whole time, and made a humming sound from his throat while laughing. He didn't realize it was a song until he heard it. But being hummed by the other party is out of tune.

He asked, what are you singing, and the other party said, Chuya, you can guess.

He also said, I can guess what you are doing, and the man will answer, which means you are stupid.

Nakahara also pinched the soft flesh on Osamu Dazai's waist angrily. He knew that the other party was ticklish, and this was a rare trick, so the man began to twist in his arms, and said "I was wrong" while twisting. I knew I was wrong. Help, murder, death.

Because the wheelchair was leaning against the bathtub, the other party directly slapped the water in the pool, and his face was covered with water, so he stopped his movements and looked at the person who was panting from laughter, slumped on the seat like a Only dead fish.

"It's too skinny."

"You... fouled."

"What can you do to me, Dazai?"

"It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years."

"You are not a gentleman."

"But revenge is consistent."

They were having very unnutritive conversations with each other, just like Osamu Dazai hadn't left the port mafia.

The shirt and vest were easy to remove, and it was not until the bandages were exposed that it felt a little tricky.Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched out a finger to pull the thing and asked why you still like to do this kind of thing, but through the gap where it was pulled out, he could see the bruises underneath.

He didn't want to talk anymore, but Osamu Dazai seemed quite willing to discuss this topic. The other party leaned over and put his head on his shoulder and said, almost leaning into his ear, what's the matter, don't you know all about it? ?He pressed his palm on the forehead of the person next to his ear and pushed it away. He searched for the source of the bandage on the other person's body. After hesitating for a while, he found it based on his previous memory. open.

He said, knowing is knowing, but I don’t know that you still want to die so much after you leave.

The other party let his behavior sit honestly, tilted his head after hearing this and said, otherwise what do you think?

"A member of the Armed Detective Agency who is famous outside, if you don't get to know and get to know you closely, your reputation will have spread to Hong Kong and black."

"So you think I don't want to commit suicide after I'm interested in women?"

"That's not true, you're not that superficial."

After taking off the bandages on his arms and chest, Zhong Yuanzhong also started to untie the bandages on his waist.

"Because you live a good life, and you haven't been hunted down since you left. Although your salary is not as high as that of a cadre, you used to be a person who couldn't keep money. You were lazy and depended on life. At least you would Be optimistic."

The other party listened to him quietly, and did not interrupt until this point.Ask him do you think I live a nourishing life?Where is the moisture? It turns out that the work of the Armed Detective Agency is very leisurely. Have I been lazy for more than two years?

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the other party, and asked yourself how you don't know?

But the other party smiled and shook his arms, saying that I don't know, I just think you know better than myself.

The bandages scattered on the ground were soaked by the water on the surface of the white tiles, and the remaining blood stains spread out little by little. Looking at the man's tattered body, he was suddenly speechless.

That's right, Dazai Osamu's wish is to be able to commit suicide successfully.

The previous topics also stopped, after all, there was nothing to say.Osamu Dazai also knew that he was in a bad mood now, so he quietly played around like a doll, and asked him to take off his clothes and bandages on his body.

Zhong Yuanzhong also helped the person to take off the upper body, but he was a little hesitant about the lower body.The person in front of him didn't care about his hesitation at all. Although his leg bones were broken, it didn't mean he couldn't lift them up, so Osamu Dazai's two legs were lifted up and placed in the arms of Chuya Nakahara, who was sitting on the edge of the bathtub.

He held two hard plaster casts in his hands, and looked down at the pretendingly innocent face of the man nestled in the wheelchair.I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, and said in my heart, "You can't kill someone, at least you can't kill him, and you're finished, Chuya Nakahara, you lose." After that, he gritted his teeth and took off his trousers and underpants. , but the bandages wrapped around the lower body were ignored, and without a word, he threw it into the bathtub with Dazai Osamu and slammed the door without looking back.

Shocking laughter came from inside the door, and Zhong Yuanzhong outside the door also clenched his fists so as not to throw anything.

He scolded people over and over again in his heart, and threw Osamu Dazai back and forth on the flagpole before going to the coffee table and taking the cups they finished drinking to the kitchen to wash.

It is not too much to say that Osamu Dazai's request is too much. After all, you can't ask a person with limbs not working hard to find a way to undress by himself, which is too embarrassing.It's just that the way this person behaved was too much to be honest, especially when it was the two of them.

To put it simply, Zhongyuan Zhongye has never served anyone to this extent in his life.To be precise, he could count on one hand the number of people who would make him willing to help, but Mori Ogai didn't need it, and neither did Miss Hongye.Osamu Dazai himself is not on the list, so there is nothing he can do if he has to squeeze in a spot.

Squeeze in, squeeze in, don't ask him to thank Dade or ask him to be humble, as long as you don't get angry with him, it will be a gratifying ending.But is it possible?Completely impossible.

Who can imagine that one of the five most powerful cadres in Hong Kong and black would be willing to feed and undress others, and prepare a bed to make a glass of juice for himself?

Pouring wine is also a matter of opening a bottle cap, which ranges from boiling water and pouring solvent to helping to tear off the straw and washing the cup afterwards.Standing in the kitchen, Nakahara also wondered if he was being taken into a ditch by Dazai, otherwise why would he take care of others so willingly?

If this kind of thing gets out, people outside may make fun of it, and he can imagine the end of his reputation being murdered.No matter how much you want to get involved with Osamu Dazai, there will be no good end, and you can't wait to throw him on the road now and let him fend for himself.

No matter how Zhongyuan Zhong thought about it, he felt uncomfortable, but it would be unrealistic to let him leave someone on the main road for the night. Although the former couple had already parted ways and had a very bad relationship, but on the surface, the kind of life-and-death quarrel Next, if you want to say who most don't want Osamu Dazai to die, it may be Nakahara Chuya himself.

Supporting the sink with both hands, he sighed, washed the cup resignedly and put it on the coaster.It just so happened that there was some movement in the bathroom at this time, and he listened to Dazai Osamu calling him.

Not sure what happened, so Zhong Yuan wiped his hands with a towel, opened the door and walked in.The water vapor inside was very strong, and the fragrance of toiletries permeated his nostrils. He lowered his head to look at the person lying in the bathtub, his face was obscured by the dense water vapor, and he couldn't see it very well. clear.

"what happened?"

"I want to wash my hair."

"..."

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't say that he washed himself, after all, no matter how much he said, the other party's fingers were honestly wrapped in plaster and bandages.Sometimes some things are not impossible to do at all. If you push a little bit, it will be easier later.

In other words, with the first time, there will be countless times.

Osamu Dazai lay in the water and looked up at him with a delicate face. After the unwrapped bandages were no longer wrapped around his body, he could see the messy wounds and scars on it.Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at it and his eyelids twitched. He thought that the food was fed and his clothes were taken off. Everyone was brought home, and there was no need to insist on what was there before.So he took the shampoo from the table beside him, and brought a small wooden chair from the outside and put it next to the bathtub, signaling the other party to stick his head over.

But in the end, Osamu Dazai lay in the bathtub for a long time without any movement, and Nakahara was a little impatient and urged him.

"It was you who called me over, what are you awkward about now?"

"Ah, it's not awkward, I'm doing a psychological struggle."

"Don't want me to help you, so I called someone else?"

"No, it's not this fight, Zhong is so stupid."

"Who knows what you're thinking?!"

"It's just that I'm not used to being touched on the head by others." Osamu Dazai said casually, laying on the bed with his head on the side, and asked him with blinking eyes: "Does Chuuya think it doesn't matter?"

"I don't care if it's a service person."

"Really, that's great, I can't do it." After speaking, he changed his face and put it on the edge of the bathtub, the flesh on one side was squeezed together and looked quite soft.

"If you want to wrap yourself up tightly, don't be touched anywhere, no hands and feet, no limbs, no trunk, no head, let alone the head. Seeing a doctor is too much trouble, and you have to restrain it What about my own killing intent?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the other party after hearing this, and said angrily: "That's really troublesome. You tried to commit suicide before and those doctors and nurses lying in the hospital did not die suddenly. It's really congratulations."

"Yeah, praise me quickly, I'm great."

"What are you boasting about? Didn't you put your head on my hand just now? Your neck is still stretched out."

"Ah, I've been discovered, Chuya should kneel down and give thanks to Dade."

"Get out! So come here quickly! Go to bed after washing!"

After pulling the person soaked in the water over, I sat on a chair and washed Osamu Dazai's hair. Because it was the first time, I was not skilled in the technique. I hurt the other party a few times and I got a few wailings.

He was pressing the man's head against the bathtub wall, and was making bubbles with Sahua in his hand. This posture was like pressing a person who was about to be executed. Osamu Dazai was spitting bubbles from his mouth, playing very vigorously. , one by one fell to the ground and disappeared.

Between his fingers was the soft texture of black hair, which became especially smooth under the washing of the water. Afraid of getting water in his ears, he pinched the man's earlobe and twisted it forward slightly, and finally asked whether the water was hot or not.

After all the tossing, it was already past nine o'clock. Nakahara Nakaya was paralyzed on the sofa and felt his back was sore. Dazai Osamu was already on the bed in the living room naked and wrapped in a bath towel. The program on the TV had changed from a comedian to a In the evening TV series, the men and women in the drama spoke the lines commonly used in romance movies. He leaned his head back on the back of the sofa chair and looked at the ceiling. Without moving his head, he took out the remote control from under his buttocks and switched channels blindly. .

So the background sound changed from all kinds of sticky romantic drama lines to the evening news, and from the evening news to various variety show advertisements, and finally in Dazai Osamu, wait a minute, I want to see that The sound stopped, so the two of them faced the animal world together and stopped.

But it didn't take long for the people over there to start yelling, yelling something, "Zhong Ye, come and save me, my hair is so wet that the pillow is soaking through", Zhong Yuan Zhong just collapsed on the sofa, rolled his eyes and sighed again. Propping up his body, he came to the bed and looked down at the person wrapped in the towel whose eyelids kept twitching.

The hair dryer, which he couldn't find before, finally turned out. Holding the thing in his hand, he wondered why it disappeared when he was using it, and it only came out when he had to use it for Dazai Osamu? ?

He turned the person over and pressed him to the side of the bed, sitting behind him and blowing his head with anger.

The warm wind is actually getting hotter and hotter, but it is not a big problem for him.The wet dark hair was still stuck together due to too much water vapor at first, and it was a little rough to touch the strands.When the wind blows away the damp feeling, the soft touch comes over, and it doesn't feel like touching someone's hair, but the fur of some animal.

Osamu Dazai unexpectedly did not make a fuss, and was very cooperative.At most, say one sentence and calm down when it's too hot.But Zhongyuan Zhong could still feel that the opponent's body was relatively stiff, and he probably wanted to understand the reason just after this idea came up.

——The overprotective type probably hates meeting people.

After all, no matter what, this is the key to death.

So this kind of behavior feels a bit subtle. Zhong Yuanzhong also fiddled with the other party's hair, and the hair was too soft between his fingers. The wind from the hair dryer blew to the man's temples, blowing away the broken hair on the side of his face. The delicate and pale face below.Osamu Dazai was enjoying the warm wind below with his eyes closed, and when he felt his face exposed, he tilted his head half-opened and made a questioning voice at him.

Zhongyuan Zhong also had no expression on his face, and then blew the pile of hair down, covering this person's face. He heard the other party yelling oops, without mercy, and got up after feeling that the hair under his hands was almost dry. Put it back, then pulled out the wet towel from under the person, lifted the quilt and put it on Dazai Osamu's head, looked at the watch, said it was getting late, I was going to sleep.

Osamu Dazai, whose head was covered by the quilt, looked like a worm wriggling on the bed due to lack of limbs. It took a lot of effort to stick his head out from inside, blinking his big eyes and asking him, how do you sleep? There, he was about to turn off the last light, and the other party's face could not be seen clearly under the dim wall lamp. Zhongyuan Zhong also walked up the stairs and turned around, looking at the person in the bed and said.

"I'll sleep in the other bedroom, why are you asking this?"

"It's nothing." Osamu Dazai smiled at him, and then shrank back into the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes to look at him: "I just ask, what if you run away again in the middle of the night and I need you?" manage?"

Hearing this, he was regarded as a full-time nanny, and Zhong Yuanzhong also pinched the handrail of the stairs and glared at the other party angrily: "This is my house, where I like to go! What should I do, cold salad!"

After finishing speaking, he went upstairs without looking back, regardless of what Osamu Dazai wanted to do, even took off his clothes and went to bed in the room, in order to fear that there would be some noise downstairs on purpose, he rummaged through the boxes and chests to find the blindfold and earplugs, he finally closed his eyes after he was ready.