【Double Black】As You Like It

Didn't he never ask Dazai Osamu at night when he couldn't sleep because he couldn't sleep, why do you have to stay up all night and feel sleepy during the day, looking like you are about to pass out.If I can sleep at night but not sleep, I will die later. Is it because my brain is sick.

Osamu Dazai, who was thrown into the back seat of the motorcycle by him, pulled the black windbreaker on his shoulders, and when he also stepped up, he collapsed on his back, buried his face in the hollow of his neck, and felt muffled. Tell him in a fragmented to fuzzy voice, there is no other reason, just can't sleep.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also drove the car in front helplessly, halfway through the drive, he felt the other person's head slipping down, and watched as his hands dropped from his waist as he slid.He turned a corner and quickly braked the car. Almost in a second, Osamu Dazai was about to fall to the ground, and he picked him up with one hand.

If the person sitting behind him was not Osamu Dazai but someone else, he could use the filth to fix the weight of the person on the motorcycle, and he couldn't fall off even if he wanted to.But as long as Osamu Dazai touches him, the two of them have to act according to the normal laws of physics, otherwise Nakahara Nakahara would have been riding a motorcycle and taking shortcuts from various streets and alleys in Yokohama to the roofs of buildings. He took a shortcut to the Ganghei Building, so why bother to take him with a tow bottle Osamu Dazai every day during the rush hour to wait for the traffic lights to block the traffic and prevent the person sitting behind his butt from falling off.

Osamu Dazai said, should I buy sleeping pills?Then he was slapped back by Nakahara Chuya, he said, can I still not know you?What are you talking about buying sleeping pills and taking them to sleep? You must want to commit suicide by swallowing them whole, right? !

The other party held the back of his head and screamed in pain, with a rather regretful expression on his face, muttering something like 'ah, I was discovered, damn it', and then started jet lag that night.

He said, you can't always turn day and night upside down, doesn't your head hurt, don't your eyes hurt?

The person who was fixed on the bed by his gravity ability said pitifully that it hurts, but it hurts, and then he turned his face and blinked at him and said, but I just can't sleep, Zhongya, what should I do?

——You can just close your eyes, what’s going on in your mind and you can’t fall asleep?

——How do you want to commit suicide next time?

——Sure enough, you should die.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also so angry that he lifted the quilt and covered the man's head. He wanted to keep out of sight and out of mind, but after thinking about it, he was afraid that he would smother him to death. After the quilt was tucked in, he lay down again.

Osamu Dazai kept laughing, saying Chuya, you really worry about me, don't you care about me?Zhong Yuanzhong also took the earplugs from the bedside table and stuffed them into his ears after he had already covered the quilt and closed his eyes. No matter what the person lying on the bed on the other side called him, he pretended that he couldn't hear anything.

He really hoped that Osamu Dazai could sleep well, not only for his neurasthenia after being woken up in the middle of the night, but also for the sake of his body.

Even if the two of them wanted to press each other's face into the concrete floor every time they quarreled, if something happened, they would probably worry about each other the most.This worry is something they will never say, something that both of them have in their hearts and understand. Otherwise, if Osamu Dazai really betrayed Zhongyuan, he would be the first to dig him out. , instead of letting the other party still roam around in Yokohama's territory and ignore it.

He still woke up in the middle of the night, he opened his eyes to look in a daze, and found a shadow of a person in the darkness, before he could react, the other person called his name and fell on top of him and couldn't get up.

Through a quilt, he stretched out his hand and patted Osamu Dazai's shoulder lightly, asking what's wrong with you, why you woke up, and why you didn't sleep.The man also half-closed his eyes in a daze, leaned over and rubbed his face, saying what to do if I can't sleep, I really can't sleep.

Nakahara also had a splitting headache, and he didn't know what was going on with Dazai Osamu, so in a half-asleep, half-awake state of confusion, he lifted the quilt and said, come in and sleep and don't bother. He fell back on the bed and fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't know why Osamu Dazai can't fall asleep all the time, it's just that he has a vague understanding and can't empathize with him.There is a saying called Huiji will be hurt. This person looks at the world from an angle that is too tricky, and the degree is too thorough. There are too many things in his mind, and the trauma caused by his loneliness after distanced from ordinary people is too heavy. , It is normal to not be able to sleep at night.

He knows all this.

It's just that there is nothing else to do except to urge people to sleep and stop thinking too much.

Osamu Dazai doesn't need other people's advice or preaching, it's not necessary, and he's too tricky.This person knows everything in his heart, but he doesn't tell others unless asked, and even if asked, he doesn't necessarily tell.

If you want to help solve some problems, the other party will silently refuse. The wall is so high that even Zhong Yuanzhong feels his scalp tingling when he looks at it.He wanted to turn over, but Osamu Dazai would always refuse him without leaving a trace.

Say no, say no need.

Say I hate Chuya the most, but you are so annoying when you say Chuya.

When he woke up that morning, he saw Osamu Dazai sleeping next to him and kicked him out of bed.I looked around and looked at the time. It was the dormitory of him and the other party. It was indeed the next morning. I got up from the bed in a daze for a while before I remembered what he had done in the middle of the night. The person who fell on the floor and pretended to be dead picked it up and threw it into the bathroom. After the two of them washed together, they both got on the motorcycle with a pair of dark circles under their eyes and went to Hong Kong Building.

Osamu Dazai sat behind him and whispered in his ear, Chuya, you personally invited me to bed last night.He couldn't hold back a drift that caused the tires to make a sharp noise, almost brushing past a heavy truck, listening to the man's yelling and yelling against the morning sun and wind, shut up, bastard!Obviously you climbed into my bed first!

——If I climb into your bed, you just let me go up?

——I was sleepy at that time, okay? !

——It’s wrong to try to hide the truth, Zhong Ye.

——I'm not trying to hide it!Besides, if you really said it, you should be more suspicious of climbing my bed, right? !

——Chuya, look at the car, you are about to hit it.

He recovered and saw that he almost missed a certain traffic light and hit a car. Before the other party rolled down the window and started cursing, he pointed his middle finger at the other party and shouted that this is a green light. Do you want to die? up!

And Osamu Dazai was lying on his shoulder and smiling, saying that you are so fierce, look how scared that driver is by you.After finishing speaking, he hugged his waist and leaned down on his back, and then said that I was asleep, and you should pay attention to driving vehicles.

He yelled hey, don't sleep, were you changing the subject just now? !Are you changing the subject? !You have the ability to crawl on my bed in the middle of the night, you have the ability to not pretend to be asleep? ?

But Osamu Dazai, who is really pretending to be asleep, can’t be woken up. Anyway, until he swung the car’s butt and caught up with the clock at the last second, Osamu Dazai hung on his shoulders as if he had no bones and couldn’t get up. .During that time, the famous scenery in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang was the scene where Mr. Nakaya dragged a dead fish every morning, and Mr. Dazai, who was able to win an Oscar statuette, fell to the ground and couldn't sleep, and was scolded by twisting his nose.

When passing by, everyone reluctantly greeted Nakahara Nakaya with a human-shaped pendant on his back, and said that he had worked hard. He really felt that this person had worked hard from the bottom of his heart. I sincerely thank Mr. Nakahara Nakaya for bringing Dazai Osamu Walking is half a caretaker.

Osamu Dazai, the person who was the least willing to follow in the underground voting in Hong Kong and black, won the first place. The number of votes combined for second and tenth is not as many as him, so I have been concerned about it all the time. Throw this pool of dead fish out to fend for itself.

As a result, the dead fish was not discarded, but Zhongyuan Zhong was also discarded.He couldn't tell what he felt at the time, after all, just before his business trip to Western Europe, Osamu Dazai was huddled on his bed, and the two of them grabbed the same quilt together, arguing and chatting at the same time, who knows how the topic went on.

——Let go first and give me the quilt!

——I can't sleep, don't you know how to coax me? !

——Are you a three-year-old giant baby Osamu Dazai?Go back to sleep in your own bed!

——Then I sang in your ear.

--Depend on!My day!no!Don't speak!

——Onlyy...

——Ah, ah, ah, I killed you!

He turned over and sat on the other person's body, covering the person's mouth and felt his head hurt, but Osamu Dazai opened his big eyes and smiled.They finally agreed on a small single bed with half of each person, and they slept with their own quilt in their arms.But Osamu Dazai refused to go. He hugged the quilt on the bed, shivered in the middle of the night, and Nakahara couldn't sleep because of the shaking. Woke up and let out your annoying howling, wrapped the bastard around him in the quilt, and stretched out He touched the tip of the man's nose with a finger and said with the anger of being unable to sleep, if you don't sleep and torment me, I will throw you out of the back of my car tomorrow.

He didn't throw it out, and said that he squeezed a bed with someone else, but he couldn't sleep and kept his eyes open until dawn.Nakahara Nakahara, who has always slept alone, has been used to the same dormitory as Dazai Osamu for a whole year. He is really afraid that when he wakes up, he will smash the heads of the people around him to pieces because of his defensive instinct.

Early in the morning, Osamu Dazai slept very refreshed. He stood in front of the bathroom sink to wash with low air pressure. This person kept telling him Chuya, I told you that I feel good when I sleep well. I will come tonight too. on your bed—

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked out of the bathroom by the angry man who got up, and slammed the door behind him.

Osamu Dazai, who couldn't sleep, had a new way of torturing him since then, how could he die if he didn't sing or writhe in the middle of the night.Compete with him on who can wash up in the bathroom first and occupy his single bed.

In fact, it's not that there is no solution, he just needs to sleep with Osamu Dazai.But Zhong Yuanzhong just felt that this is my bed, why should I be aggrieved and give way, so I fought wits and courage with Osamu Dazai, but without exception, it was the result of two people squeezing the same bed to sleep.

The other party said with a smile, you have to get used to Chuya, you have to get used to me sleeping next to your pillow.

Chuya Nakahara, who got up early in the morning with a headache, stuffed breakfast into the other's mouth, stood in front of the window, lit a cigarette to refresh himself, and said that he was used to you, a stick, why the fuck should I get used to it The first thing I see when I wake up in the morning is your face.

When he quickly finished smoking a cigarette and turned the car keys to go downstairs, Osamu Dazai followed, walked behind and said, but even if we don’t sleep in the same bed, we live in the same room, the first thing you see when you open your eyes Is it me alone?

What he said made a lot of sense, and he couldn't refute it, so he knocked him down with a sweep of his legs, and went to drive the car out of anger.

The man would ask him a lot of silly questions.For example, Osamu Dazai would ask Chuya what would you do if I died, would you miss me if I was dying, would you save me if I was dying.

He said what to do, what to do, if he doesn't want you, he will save you.

At that time, the two of them were about to get off work, although it was always offensive to say the word 'off work' for a job like the Mafia, so he took the time to open the window of his lounge, lit a cigarette and watched the sunset in Yokohama outside.But the other party seemed very dissatisfied with his answer, and you were wrong when you told him that you should die with me immediately, and if you want me, don't save me.

After hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the person sitting on the sofa next to him. The room was not lit, so he was drowsy. Nakahara also felt that Osamu Dazai's answer was a bit wrong, so he took the cigarette out of his mouth. , The half-burned cigarette ash fell on the ground, and he put the half of the cigarette butt into the opponent's mouth.

He said, what are you thinking, sleep well at night and don't bother me.

Osamu Dazai didn't think there was any problem with the two smoking one back and forth. He took two puffs in his mouth and asked him what if the two of them separated one day, and he answered almost reflexively, then I will drink. celebrate.

When returning home at night, Osamu Dazai sat on the back seat of his car and laughed loudly. He didn't know what the man was laughing at, but he could feel that it was really a heartfelt laugh.

At night, when the two of them were about to go to bed, Osamu Dazai dragged a freshly changed bandage and squeezed under the quilt, and told him, Nakaya, in fact, I hadn't fallen asleep all this time.And Chuya Nakahara, who was looking at the ceiling with his eyes open, said, well, I know.

He knew that Osamu Dazai was lying to him, saying that your bed is better to sleep on, and your quilt is better to cover your pillows, it is all deceitful nonsense.This man didn't close his eyes at all in his bed. They were like torturing each other. You couldn't sleep and I couldn't sleep, but they would tell each other that I slept very deeply and comfortably.

Pretend to close your eyes, pretend to adjust your breathing, pretend that the people around you are not there, pretend that you can really fall asleep.

They are the type whose brains keep sounding the alarm when there is someone around them, and it took them nearly three years to accept that there is another person in the room, and sharing the same quilt or the same pillow head to head is another After a while.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know why this person suddenly decided to speak out again, but at this time he could only say 'I know', so the person who was close at hand turned over to face him, and both of them breathed loudly. They are intertwined, Osamu Dazai always loves to smile at him, and he is also smiling at this moment.

—Or shall we not sleep?

——Are you trying to die suddenly?

——If I die, Zhong also probably won’t live long?After all, filth still needs me.

——No, I don’t need to go to this level after you die.

——But there is always an accident, right?

——You don't expect me, do you?

——If you live too long, isn’t it true that Alzheimer’s can’t remember anything?

——You are the one with dementia!

——Isn’t it reasonable to speculate? It would be bad if you don’t remember anything, so you should die early.

He looked at Osamu Dazai's smiling face in the dark, and knew that this person was speaking from his heart, so he impatiently stretched out his hand from under the quilt, and pushed the other person's face away.

——Since this is the case, you can get out of here, I don’t want to give up my bed to someone who is looking forward to my death.

——Don’t worry, I just lay down on the bed and it’s already warm.

——I will live a long life, give up on me, bastard Dazai!

——Okay, alright, dementia.

- Get out!

In fact, after Osamu Dazai's rebellion, Nakahara also thought that if he didn't need to clock in at work, Osamu Dazai probably wouldn't have to hold his eyelids to force himself to stay awake every day.He can sleep until the sun rises during the day without sleeping at night. When he entered the dormitory when he returned from Western Europe, he found that not only his car was bombed, but even the pillow and quilt on his bed were not left for him.

At that time, Koye Ozaki brought people to search, and he was sitting in the corner of the stairs on one side, smoking a cigarette, and scolding Osamu Dazai for being insane? Why didn’t the things on his bed be taken away? ?This person's ability to cause trouble for others is really first-class.

Looking back on the past, he felt his head was big. He looked down at the other's hand that was now in plaster, bent down to pick it up and threw it on the bed. Just as he was about to lift his foot and continue walking, that arm stretched out again.

"Chuya, I can't sleep."

"I heard."

"I can't sleep."

"It's not the first day you can't sleep."

"Then what do you think about this, Chuya."

The ball kicked back and forth and hit his feet. Nakahara thought it was troublesome, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt over the opponent's head and continued to walk, but Dazai Osamu who had just crawled out of the quilt behind him was lying on his back. Yelling in bed.

Shouting that I need to take sleeping pills, I will die suddenly if I can't sleep, I am so afraid of the dark, do you think there are ghosts in your house, Zhongye, I am so afraid of ghosts, help me.

He turned his head and yelled at Osamu Dazai how old are you, you are afraid of ghosts, but this man straightened his neck and said that you just said I was three years old before. I was three years old and I was afraid of the dark and I was afraid of ghosts. ?

This answer blocked him so much that he couldn't say a word, and he held back for a long time before he could say a word.

"You are really shameless."

"I don't care about that." Dazai Osamu sat up from the bed, a few steps away from him with a relaxed appearance, with his head down, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but the commanding tone made people uncomfortable so comfortable.

That kind of tone that is decisive, can't be refuted, must be like this.

"I want you to sleep with me."