On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

Hesitation will lead to defeat. This sentence is indeed supported by certain realistic basis.

Just standing in the crowd and looking at him twice, Shuangye had no choice but to go into the water and tie this guy ashore with piano wire under the pressure of public opinion.

The black-haired boy soaked in water was all wet, the shirt in the suit jacket was pressed against his chest, and the white cloth exposed was wet and wrinkled, revealing the faint skin color inside.At the same time, transparent drops of water continued to drip down the young man's hair, and he couldn't help shaking his wet hair. His ignorant behavior was like a small animal that accidentally fell into the water and came out to shake its fur. .

"Next time you want to jump into water, don't choose such a shallow river."

Shuang Ye stood in front of him expressionlessly, and said quite impersonally.

"I can't help it. I still believe in eye contact." Dazai didn't care about her indifference. He still lowered his head and smiled as he took off his suit jacket and squeezed out the water inside, "The surface of the river under the sunset The rippling sparkling waves, at that time, seemed like a beauty was calling me to sleep with her in the river bed, no matter what, I couldn’t refuse such an invitation.”

It was the first time Shuang Ye saw such a justifiable reason for the passionate suicide in his head.

With the boy's vigorous squeezing of water, he finally succeeded in getting rid of the moisture in the jacket. The splashing cold water fell into the soil, then infiltrated into the gap between the mud and sand, and returned to the surging water in front of him. river.

Apart from the coat, the unresolved clothes and trousers were also heavy, seeing his distressed appearance, Shimoba didn't have any interest in complaining about him, and said to Dazai in a light tone: "Forget it, if you have nothing to do, go back quickly, Don't catch a cold..."

After all, it's early winter now, and he still dives so bravely and fearlessly, with his frail body, he will get into trouble sooner or later.

It's just that her voice just disappeared into the air when she heard the other party sneezed suddenly.

Frost Leaf: "..."

See it.

The biting cold wind blew past them, and the wet clothes clinging to the black-haired boy's body instantly cooled down violently, making him rub his arms uncontrollably.

"But I have nowhere to go." Dazai frowned, and slowly leaned in front of her, and vividly interpreted the brazen words: "Beautiful and kind lady, can I ask you to take me in for a while?"

As soon as he approached Shuangye, Shuangye's field of vision was almost completely occupied by his figure, and the afterglow of the setting sun dotted his black hairline and shoulders, but it did not bring much warmth to it, perhaps because of himself It is insulated from the word warmth, as long as there is a world in which he lives, the only impression left is invisible emptiness and coldness.

She took a slight breath, and the moist breath of the young man lingered in her nostrils, as if she was in a dream.

Facing the current temptation of beauty, Shuang Ye couldn't see any expression on her face. After a while, she only heard her ask this guy: "Take you back, what can you give me in return?"

Dazai replied without changing his smile, "I can warm your bed."

Frost Leaf: "..."

This sentence is really too bad--

But she liked the tune.

Looking at the dark-haired boy soaked in the sunset light, the tip of his nose was almost red from the cold, Frost Leaf's voice seemed to be softened in this beautiful scene.

"I agreed."

Shuangye picked him up and brought him back to his dormitory.

Dazai next to him is not unfamiliar with the scene in the dormitory. After all, they are both produced in Hong Kong and black, with similar minor differences, and his own residence is also arranged near here—yes, it was the moment when he learned of the location of Shuangye’s dormitory. Temporary decision.

At this time, Shimoba still didn't know that she would be pried open by a certain Yokohama unlock king every day, and she would take the elevator to the floor of her dormitory, walk straight to the left for a dozen steps, and then she took out the key to open the door and let the door open. put it in.

"Hey, is this the place where Xiao Shuangye lived?"

As soon as he walked in, Dazai put on a look of making a fuss, and Shiroba ruthlessly dismantled him within minutes of seeing this: "What are you pretending to be, the place you live is similar to here."

The dormitory facilities displayed in front of us are almost the same as the luxurious single-person suites in the hotel. The seats, sofas, and basic necessities are all fully equipped, but it is difficult to feel the popularity inside, as if the owner habitually erased the traces of his own life , unable to find any details that can be analyzed to determine the identity of the owner of the house.

This is the normal state of Shuangye's life outside, and it also implements the basic qualities that a killer needs to possess.

Dazai on the other end was stunned by Shiroba, and he didn't seem to care at all, and pretended to be shy and said: "After all, it's the first time I came to a girl's room, so I don't know how to react." good."

"It's enough for you to just stand up and don't talk." Shuang Yemu took out the new towel that he just bought today from his bag and threw it on his head, urging: "Wipe your hair clean, and wash it later. Bath."

Dazai obediently took it and wiped her hair, looked at her going in and out of the bathroom to prepare hot water, and asked a word out of the blue.

"I really wanted to ask from the very beginning, the one on your neck, Xiao Shuangye... did you just buy it today?"

He was referring to the choker hanging around Shuangye's neck, of course, the pure black leather belt and the silver square buckle, the style inexplicably gave him a very familiar feeling.

Shuangye touched her slender neck, not aware of the danger of the approaching proposition: "Yes, it's pretty pretty, right?"

In addition to the weird aesthetics of hats, Zhong also had a good eye when picking Choker.

I don't know what Dazai was thinking, after a period of oppressive silence, he suddenly chuckled.

"You are beautiful."

He deliberately blurred the boundaries of the answer, apparently unwilling to respond to this question directly. After finishing speaking, he walked straight towards the bathroom. The suit jacket on his arm was still heavy, hanging straight down, passing the frost leaf It seemed as if the cold air was taken away by my side.

However, when the black-haired boy was about to pass her by, Shuangye suddenly grabbed the coat on his arm in silence, and when he looked back at her with slightly astonished eyes, Shuangye looked at her as if nothing had happened. He took his coat in his hand.

"Give me the wet clothes, and I'll dry them."

In case this guy has nothing to wear and can only come out naked, she didn't spare his clothes in advance.

When Dazai heard this, the turbulent dark emotion in his eyes seemed to be gradually melted by her actions, turning into a pure smile.

"it is good."

The bathroom in the dormitory is divided into wet and dry parts. The inside is the bathroom with bathtub and shower facilities, and the outside is the dressing room. The washing machine is usually placed here for washing and drying clothes.

Dazai is a restless character even in the bath, constantly humming suicide songs he made up casually, the sound is very beautiful, but the weird and out-of-key melody and lyrics are not flattering, it is enough to scare people into crying in the middle of the night All kinds of disobedient children.

Shuang Ye was standing in the outer dressing room at this time, throwing the pile of completely soaked wet clothes into the washing machine, looking at the clothes poured into the bucket one by one, she keenly noticed something was wrong.

"Dazai, don't you take off your bandages when you take a shower?"

The boy's pleasant and natural voice came to her through the frosted glass: "Of course, the bandage is part of my body."

Shuang Ye was convinced.

It can be described as a veritable bandage.

The sound of water splashing on the floor can be heard one after another in the bathroom, and the hazy mist clings to the glass door, as if even the dressing room outside is full of imaginative heat.

Dazai seemed to appreciate the joy of chatting through the door panel, and suddenly deliberately lowered his voice and said to her: "It's rare to have this opportunity, and I can actually wash it for you by the way, little Shuangye."

The moment the original clear and bright voice was suppressed, it became extremely provocative, and the temptation of taste evaporated in the syllables, as if everyone who heard this voice would willingly fall into the love he wove. in the net.

It's a pity that the upright Frost Leaf resolutely resisted this temptation, while pressing the drying button of the washing machine expressionlessly, while rejecting his seduction.

"No, you just need to be reserved and quiet, and I'll be content."

The voice of the young man holding back his laughter came from inside, and then, as she asked, the voice gradually disappeared.After a sound of metal rotation, the switch of the shower was turned on abruptly, followed by the sound of someone slipping into the bathtub.

After he obediently shut up, the entire bathroom finally found peace.

There is only the sound of the drum washing machine spinning silently around. When no one speaks, the boundless loneliness like the deep sea seems to occupy the entire space, gradually forming the fear that cannot be lingered in the human heart—that is, loneliness.

It wasn't until the beeping sound came from the washing machine that no one withdrew from the boundless consciousness.

After confirming that the clothes have been dried, Shuang Ye said to the people in the bathroom: "The clothes have been dried for you, you can just wear them when you come out."

However, there was no movement from inside.

Shuangye felt an ominous premonition inexplicably.

——That guy, didn't he commit suicide in her bathroom?

The author has something to say: the bathroom prey in the back is so difficult to handle, I will put it up first as an update (hey)

I saw a lot of cuties who want to drill their skirts (I know you must want to see the car), but in fact, I missed it in Chapter 30, let’s put 31875 again here, pigeon cage warning.

By the way, the update at 12 o'clock tomorrow may be a little later qwq, and then Yazi can be restored the day after tomorrow

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