On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

The first scene Shuang Ye saw when she opened her eyes was the beige ceiling of her bedroom in the dormitory.

At the same time, her head is filled with countless fragmented and fleeting chaotic memories. Those memory fragments are like sharp glass, mercilessly cutting the nerves in her skull, making Shuangye almost feel like a splitting headache .

If you want to describe this pain with an example, it is similar to the situation where she was full of energy and had nowhere to vent, so she had to run tirelessly for three days and three nights, and finally she couldn't hold on and passed out. It is much better than an overnight hangover The consequences of the night are no exception.

However, she obviously didn't run wild at night, nor did she have a hangover all night, it was just... what did she do?

Shuang Ye slowly got up from the bed, rubbing her aching head with the heels of her palms, trying to recall her lost memory, but no matter how she recalled, she couldn't catch any clues from the current chaotic torrent of thoughts .

Just when Shuangye was deeply doubting whether she had lost her mind, there was a rustling sound from the bed beside her, and then she heard a familiar boy's voice next to her ear.

"You're awake, my Sleeping Beauty." The handsome black-haired boy moved a little closer to her, with a lingering smile lingering in his voice, "It's been a while since you ate the Vitality Chicken Boiled Pot." It's been three days now."

With the movement of Dazai approaching, the thin silk quilt slipped from his shoulders, revealing the shoulders covered with white bandages. Shimoba turned around and caught a glimpse of this glamorous scene, and the whole person was suddenly stimulated to take a breath of air. The garbage in the room is completely emptied in an instant, and you feel refreshed.

#On what it feels like to wake up and see a man sleeping on the same bed with me#

Shuang Ye who was interviewed said that it was too shocking, and her child couldn't bear it for a while.

Then she lifted the quilt and took a look at herself, and when she found that her clothes were no longer the same as before, some kind of bad idea had already formed in Shuangye's heart.

"Hey, Dazai, could we be..." Shimoba's expression was as stiff as a woodcut, if she had an after-event cigarette in her fingertips, then her hand holding the cigarette must be trembling slightly.

"It's just what you think." Dazai got up without shame, put his chin on her shoulder, and said to her with a smirk: "During these three days, you have me every night..."

"Okay, just shut up—" Shuang Ye's eyelids jumped, she turned around, and with a slap, she reached out to cover the mouth of the guy next to her, and pressed the guy back on the bed to prevent him from saying anything worse Come.

Rao Shuangye, who is as stable as an old dog, is shaken by this person's shamelessness - in his concept, maybe he doesn't take sex as a thing at all.

Very well, now she can basically stamp this incident as a long-planned fairy jump, and the root of all evil starts from the moment she was plotted by that pot of food.

"Tell me, how much do you really want?" Shuang Ye looked down at the person below her, her cold voice faintly revealing the pain of going all out.

Dazai lay flat on the bed and blinked innocently, reflecting the bright light of the ceiling lamp, but the figure that occupied more space was still the girl's figure.He pulled Shuang Ye's hand off, as if he wanted to open his mouth to express his true intentions.

"—I just want you, okay?"

There was a smile in those dark eyes, and the half-true voice was as soft as a bird passing over the heart lake, stirring up the inner peace.

Shuangye appreciates his unique vision very much. After all, the most valuable thing in the whole house is of course her innocence. However, Shuangye does not intend to fulfill his wish so easily. He grabbed the quilt and covered his entire face.

"Good vision, but the price is not high enough to want me."

"Eh? Little Shimoba, it's not enough for you to have my body... huh!" Just as Dazai was about to swear, Shiroba covered his mouth with the quilt neatly, and he didn't let go of the torture until he was about to suffocate .

The black-haired boy who had regained his breath returned to the deep sea like a stranded fish, panting back and forth, because he was deprived of the air just now, his face was stained red, and fell into Shuang Ye's eyes... I couldn't help but feel that His beautiful self was kind of bad.

"It's useless even if you don't want to be responsible now." After Dazai calmed down his breathing, with a half-smile expression on his face, he said to her in a relaxed tone: "After all, people who should know now are people who shouldn't know." They should all know."

"What did you say?" Shuang Ye had a bad feeling.

The next moment, he caught her off guard and revealed the truth to her in that nonchalant tone: "Little Shuangye, you have been in a bad state for the past few days. , let him send us a note by the way."

Shuangye couldn't help struggling into the ocean of silence, but she still had a slight hope, and asked dryly: "... What reason did you use for asking for leave?"

Dazai smiled casually, and shattered her luck in a second: "The exercise at night is too intense, and I can't adjust well."

Frost Leaf: "..."

Sure enough, beat this guy up first.

The next morning, when she returned to work in Hong Kong and Hei, almost everyone looked at her strangely.

Especially the members of the guerrilla team under her supervision, who desperately couldn't contain the gossip and curiosity in each other's eyes, but then covered up guiltily when her cold gaze swept over, pretending that they were concentrating on their work, The atmosphere did not dare to take a breath.

In the office with such an atmosphere, Shuangye felt like she was sitting on pins and needles.

After turning around and arranging a few unlucky people to write a work report for her, she opened the door and went out for a walk on the pretext of breathing fresh air.

The corridor of the office is classified as a public area, and at intervals, there are corresponding defense forces. It can be seen that people in black suits standing like wooden stakes are guarding the door.Shuangye walked past those colleagues without looking sideways, and not long after, Zhongye's figure unexpectedly appeared in front of the corridor.

The gazes of the two were like two distant planets colliding in the air, sparks of complex shapes were splashed out from the collision, the ochre-haired boy paused slightly, and immediately walked towards her with brisk steps, the target was obviously this edges of frost leaves.

For reasons well known to everyone, Shuangye inexplicably had the urge to run away.

However, before she lifted her feet, Zhong dragged her figure to come to her, his cobalt blue pupils were full of unsettled light, staring at her expressionless face without blinking.

His personality has always been straightforward, and this time he asked straightforwardly: "Hey... what's going on with you and that green mackerel?"

Shuang Ye, who was questioned by her soul, stared blankly into the distance with a blank expression: "I don't know, I really don't know."

She really didn't know anything, and she didn't dare to ask Dazai and herself what happened during the three days in that fragment. One was that she was worried that she had heard the truth of the irreparable things, and the other was that she didn't want to believe it and wanted to escape. realistic psychology.

Besides, the problem is that she feels that even if the two of them really didn't do anything, Dazai can act like he did everything with her every minute.

Therefore, the best solution is to make this matter a cat in Schrödinger's box. As long as she doesn't ask, all possibilities can be contained in the box in time.

Zhong also saw the dull expression on her face, as if he had made an excuse for her in his heart, he heaved a sigh of relief, and murmured: "It seems that the green mackerel must have caused the mess again." Bar……"

He rubbed the back of his neck, his originally tense expression became relaxed, and he kindly warned her: "Let me tell you, it's better to stay away from that guy, or you will not be able to get rid of him sooner or later." Garbage tangled."

As soon as Zhongye finished speaking, an uncoordinated voice suddenly came from their side.

"But it's none of your business, Chuya." The man was wearing a dark suit, and the pale bandage wrapped around his head gave people a sick feeling, and he said, "I don't think you're taking too much control. Is it?"

The black-haired boy seemed to have just returned from a mission, with the smell of gunpowder smoke and the cold and merciless smell of blood lingering on his body, along with the hem of the coat that was thrown up when he walked, he was silent at the bottom of the air.

After raising his hand and directing the subordinates behind him to disperse to report the results of the mission, he turned his gaze to Chuya, his iris-colored eyes like withered leaves were quite calm, and at the same time, there was no wind passing by, revealing a calm and dead-like emotion.

Being questioned by Dazai, Chuya still didn't want to back down at this step, his expression gradually hardened, he folded his chest, and said bluntly to him in a bad tone: "I just don't like your look, Always want to get something by whatever means."

At this moment, the smell of gunpowder smoke from Dazai's clothes seemed to spread to the surroundings where the two were standing, and quietly began to eat away at the surrounding air.

Dazai gradually formed a confrontational posture with him, and the arc of the corner of his mouth could not help but slide down slowly because of his bad mood.

"So, do you like Little Shuangye?"

Chuya, who thought he wanted to fight, suddenly revealed some flaws in his aura. He was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. His hair stood on end, and he blushed subconsciously and loudly retorted: "Huh?! Who, who likes her—"

The teenager's inadvertently turned up the volume spread throughout the corridor, prompting Hong Kong and black colleagues who were dedicated to guarding the door, pretending not to see anything to play wall decorations, and preparing to secretly call the maintenance team to call the maintenance team. I cast my attention here.

Frost Leaf: "..."

It was as if several arrows had been thrust into his body.

"Come on, didn't you still ask her out last time?" Dazai's voice was getting colder, as if there was a vague sarcasm lingering at the end of the sentence.

"This is my freedom, right?" Seeing him recalling the past, Chuya's expression became irritable and impatient. The key is that he couldn't explain clearly whether it was a whim or other deeper reasons.

At the end, Chuya simply didn't bother to explain, and opened his mouth in a broken jar and shouted: "Whether I like her or not, it's none of your business?!"

"Heh, look, just poke it and admit it."

"You bastard--"

"I won't be afraid of you, I have already figured out your usual attack methods, little dwarf."

"I'm going to kill you!!"

At this moment, the Hong Kong black demolition team was quickly formed again, and the thick steel walls pasted with luxury wallpaper were kicked out by a red-haired boy in a blink of an eye, revealing the frightened colleagues in the room.

Shuang Ye, who had been playing dead from the beginning to the end, watched the quarrel between the two with her numbly, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.

"That, that, Ogiwara-sama, don't you want to stop Dazai-sama and Chuya-sama?" The heroine of the Shura field who immediately withdrew from the battle circle when the situation was not good, the horse beside her couldn't help but tremblingly approached her and wanted to ask her for help. .

It's a pity that the person involved resolutely doesn't want to get involved again, and further confirms his shaky reputation.

Shuang Ye turned around, avoiding reality with a blank face: "Don't look at me, I'm just a killer without emotion."

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