On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

When I was still working at the port Mafia, due to the nature of the work, everyone from the top cadres to the bottom cadres lived a routine of staying up late into the early morning.

And from that period, Shimoba already knew that Dazai Osamu basically didn't sleep in the days before he met her and even became a lover.

This does not mean that Dazai himself is so indulged in tasks that he gave up sleep - of course, it can be attributed to work occasionally, but in the end, sleep is just a rather boring thing for him. time before.

In this way, he seems to have lost the desire to live as a human being, but also seems to hope to struggle out of the quagmire of death. His self-willed appearance is like a whirlpool full of contradictions and complexity.

As a result of long-term irregular diet and disordered work and rest, the original Dazai Osamu looked thin and thin, so weak that he seemed to collapse at the first blow.

So much so that when Shimoba just pushed the reluctant Dazai onto the weighing scale without any explanation, and saw his weight soar to 67kg, he couldn't control his surprise in his heart.

"I remember you were only 18 kg when you were 54 years old... You actually gained 26 catties in the past four years?"

Shuangye couldn't help touching her chin, and looked back and forth at the tall black-haired young man in front of her with a penetrating look. When she stared at him like this, the bandage man next to the sofa suddenly seemed ashamed to see others. He couldn't help hugging her waist and rubbing his head violently.

"Because I can hug you and sleep soundly every night after I'm with you, little Shuangye! And you also cook three meals a day on time to feed me so many delicious food..."

——That's why he can't blame him completely for this matter!With the nourishment of his wife, he continued to enter the growth period after adulthood, and he grew into a 1.8-meter handsome macho smoothly, and he was "slightly" fattened, so it can't be entirely his fault!

Dazai, who had done a good job of psychological construction by himself, came back to life again, and the fluffy head emerged from Shimoba's arms, as if he remembered something for a moment, and suddenly he became a playful person, and yelled aggrievedly: " Little Shuangye, do you think I'm fat?!"

When Shuang Ye was pulled by his arms so tightly, her body immediately tilted in the direction of the sofa along with the balance, and fell into his arms.

"...No, you're pretty cute like this." Shimoba sat down on his lap, comforted him verbally, and poked Dazai's shoulder with her finger. The touch under her hand didn't surprise her, it was quite elastic.

In fact, based on a male's height of 1.8 meters, Dazai's weight is not considered fat. In the eyes of ordinary people, he still looks tall and slender.

However, because he doesn't like sports, the happiness that is almost overflowing on his body has become the soft meat hidden under the clothes. Compared with the feeling of being hugged before, it is far more comfortable than the skeleton-like youth.

In all honesty, Shuang Ye really thinks that he looks thinner when he is dressed like this, and his fleshy features are pretty good when he takes off his clothes-of course, the reason why he has some filters is not excluded.

However, Dazai was not so easy to dismiss, he still yelled relentlessly here: "No! You lied to me! You think I'm fat! Tell me, do you just like those who are younger than me and thinner than me? boy!"

Frost Leaf: "..."

Why does it feel so like the kind of death question and answer between couples who are asked by their girlfriends, "Is it fat?" "I'm fat, do you still like me?"

Shimoba, who had firmly grasped the male lead's script, collected herself, pinched Dazai's cheek and pulled it out without changing his expression, to calm down his strong desire to perform.

"Don't keep thinking about so many weird things, how about trying to exercise and lose weight if you don't want to be disgusted? You can't eat so much every day and lazily collapse into a piece of 'cat cake' on the bed without moving. ?”

"Eh—but I hate being tired—"

The black-haired young man who rested his chin on her collarbone dragged his tone and tried to play tricks. His small eyes peeked at her quietly from bottom to top, and then he used his fingers to smack her waist secretly. Turning around, the light and fluffy tone seems to be enough to narrate some ambiguous hint——

"Obviously we can also 'exercise' at night..."

"..." Shuang Ye, who realized what he was talking about, subconsciously shifted her eyes, and involuntarily followed her lover's train of thought for a moment.

——I always feel that this guy seems to be quite reasonable... If it were him who worked hard on it... Wait!

Almost got caught in by Dazai Osamu's words again, and almost fell into his thinking trap, Shimoha, who came back to his senses, immediately pinched Dazai's soft belly, and cruelly rejected his opinion.

"That's not a lot of exercise at all-get up early and go for a run tomorrow."

"No, no, one time is not enough, just do it a few more times!"

"The protest is invalid—"

"Hey—why is this!!"

So Dazai started his happy life of having to be dug out of the bed by Shimoba at five o'clock every day for a morning run.

The winter in this country dawns very early. When you go out, the unmelted snow has covered the whole street with a thick layer of silver. The air you breathe is cold and dry, as if you are drinking Small fine frost crystals.

Dazai wrapped tightly the scarf Shimoba personally put on for him, and finally heeded his wife's words and shrank his neck reluctantly and went out for a morning run, along the soft snow at the door to the road less traveled by, and then turned And stepped into the quiet main street on the outskirts of the city.

"Huh...ha...Little Shuangye, I'm about to die..."

Dazai's handsome face seemed to be reddened by the temperature, and it seemed to be dyed a different color due to the heat of exercise. With the exhaustion of physical strength, he couldn't help crying out of breath at this moment Said: "I hate running woo woo woo..."

Shuang Ye, who was jogging not far away from him, not blushing and panting, took out the timer in his pocket when he heard the words, and saw that only 40 minutes had passed. hair.

"Stop complaining, I'm running with you too."

Dazai had no choice but to close his mouth in grievance.

In fact, after calming down and thinking about it carefully, this wayward man did not seem to be like this.

He is afraid of pain and tiredness, and hates things like chess and go, because games that can see through the trend at a glance are too simple; he hates academic research, because the boring process is too troublesome;

He seems to be able to do everything, and he can do everything well, and it is inevitable that he will not feel the joy of success in the challenge, so the whole world is empty and boring in his eyes.

In the past, he naturally also said that he hated sports, because it was too tiring to consume physical energy, and he didn't want to try it at all. Coupled with the physical skills obtained through training, there is probably no one in this world who can rival Dazai Osamu.

But the man who said he was troublesome and tired, is now willing to agree to her request, dragging his body that is not yet fully awake, and accompany her in the winter in the exercise that he is not good at and hates - morning jogging .

Thinking of this, Shuang Ye's heart really began to look like a mellow and sweet chocolate, and there was a process of collapsing and softening inside.

Licking this sweet frost leaf alone, he turned his head and looked in Dazai's direction. Although his physical strength was already a little behind, he was still struggling to lift his steps, and the warm breath from his mouth was wrapped in a soft beige scarf From time to time, irregular hazy white mist appeared outside.

In order to change her mood, Shuang Ye spent a few seconds thinking about it, and then made a suggestion: "Don't always think about the things you hate now, but try to think about things that you like?"

Dazai, who was running hard at the side, cooperated with her proposal, then exhaled, and said the first thought that naturally popped up in his mind: "Well... I like Xiaoshuangye."

Although this sentence has been repeated hundreds of times from Dazai's mouth, when Shuang Ye heard him say this sentence without hesitation at this time, she still couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of her mouth, "Well, anything else?"

"I like the fact that Xiao Shuangye also likes me... Huh, I also like the fact that when I open and close my eyes every day, I see you, Xiao Shuangye..."

This method of diverting attention is indeed effective. With the fragments he associates with, this confession seems to be a slogan to motivate Dazai to continue. He can't help but say more and more loudly while running Fragments of time that I feel warm——

"I like the good morning kiss that Little Shuangye gives me every day!"

"I like the miso soup that Xiaoshuangye prepares for me every day!"

"Love wearing your laundered shirts! Love the scarves you put on for me! Love lying on your lap waiting for you to dry my wet hair!"

"I like you no matter how slow I run, you will stop and hold my hand and lead me away!"

"And always, always like your smile that blooms just for me—"

Shuang Ye, who was leading him and dragging the man's exhausted body to run forward, was inadvertently blown by the wind during the confession.

She couldn't help being stunned by this, and turned her head to look at the black-haired young man who was staring intently at her. His pair of smiling mandarin eyes were filled with a moving halo at the moment, like the morning sun reflected in the sky. Spots of light on white snow.

That is probably irresistible to any ice floes and frost and snow, and the gentleness that agrees to melt willingly.

Shuangye also willingly turned into Chuan Shui who merged with her lover. At this moment, she gradually frowned and raised a bright smile at him.

"—are you a fool?"

shouted so loudly.

Seeing that he performed so well, Shuangye, who was in a good mood, saw that the time had just reached an hour, so she stopped to let people rest.

There are not many tourists in the park that the morning run passes by, only a few beautiful swans wandering on the semi-frozen lake in the center, combing each other's feathers.This country is quite open to animals. Walking on the road, you can see groups of wild Rhine geese swaggering through the city from time to time.

It seemed that he was interested in the group of big white geese. Dazai, who had been sitting on the horizontal chair taking a rest for a while, his eyes lit up, got up and walked towards the group of swaggering geese.

"Be careful of being pecked." Shuang Ye couldn't help reminding here.

"It's okay~" Dazai seems to be quite confident in himself, and he rolled up his sleeves a little, "Didn't you say that my fighting power is only 0.5 times that of a goose? I will give you a shame today. have a look!"

Shuangye: "..." She felt like hanging.

Some soft pastures that can be eaten by wild animals have been planted in a humane way by the park. Dazai grabbed a handful and started to provoke his opponents.

The battle begins!

"See this handful of ryegrass? Isn't it delicious, sweet and craving?"

"Gah?"

"Hmph, I won't give it to you even if I eat it myself!"

"Ga———————!!"

"Oh! Wait! It hurts! Let go! Don't bite my ass!"

"Quack quack!!!"

"Little Shuangye help!!"

Shuangye: "...I knew it."

So the battle hadn't started for 3 minutes, and it officially ended when Dazai overturned his car and was bitten to find reinforcements.

Afterwards, in order to make up for the wounded heart of this childish ghost and the pain that was still aching in a certain part, Shuangye had no choice but to cook a large table of rich dishes for feeding.

"Little Shuangye...is this dish, is it?" Dazai's eyes were fixed on the fat and rosy meat slices in the middle of the plate, which were obviously far from the usual meat quality, and still glowing with seductive oil. made a bold guess.

"Ah, I just bought a goose tonight." Shuangye had nothing to hide, and immediately confirmed his guess, "The goose smoked with herbs is here to avenge you."

This wife of hers is indeed his own, Dazai couldn't hide his excitement, he flew towards her and babbled left and right: "!!! Little Shuangye, I love you!"

However, Shuang Ye, after accepting the kiss with peace of mind, leaned against the dining table with one hand resting on her chin, watching him eat contentedly.

"Eat, eat more." Shuang Ye urged him with a cruel tone of "after eating this meal and going on the road" with a half smile.

By now, she has basically given up on the idea of ​​letting Dazai lose weight, after all, she has already realized that the two of them always indulge each other and compromise with each other——

Anyway, at the end of the fattening, I just happened to start the slaughter.

The author has something to say: I like the happiness in the plain, woo woo woo, I'm going to start talking about Snow White tomorrow!The beautiful Snow White is waiting for you to rescue!

感谢在2019-11-2723:54:04~2019-11-2823:54:40期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of fox ball;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!