[Wen Ye] Dazai so you cry too

I still remember how weak and helpless I was when I first met you.

In the slums, good and evil are mixed, and some people like to vent their anger on things that are weaker than him.They don't know that this is the proof that they can't become strong.

The perpetrator looked like a common thug in the slums.On the arm are embroidered blue dragon tattoos with teeth and claws, and combed a bosozoku-style hairstyle.

This hairstyle must have cost a lot of money, right?After all, the only Boss Xiaoshan who can wear this hairstyle is sworn brothers with the current slum boss.

At that time, I could just see you through the gap in that person's crotch.You were cornered, curled up and squatting on the ground, breathing the air under his shadow, and there was sadness in your eyes.

It must be filthy, that sadness is filthy, hidden with an inexplicable desolation.Who made your eyes lose color, who made you lose your dreams, who made your eyes flow out of tears.

I feel your heart is slowly turning cold, as if all hope is falling like leaves.I have a hunch that if one day all the hope in your eyes disappears, there will be nothing left.

Perhaps it was this throbbing that made me run up the stairs to the rooftop.

The higher you stand, the smaller things you see.That bastard is now an ant, a meat worm.

In the alley he was undoing the metal belt.

I heard the belt drop and he didn't let the belt kiss your body.He chose to half take off his pants, so that the thing was exposed, and I knew exactly what he was going to do.

When you watch an animal do all the bad things in your short life, it's pretty self-explanatory what it's going to do next.

Tomorrow, another child with a tattered lower body will die in the slum.

No one cared about his age, his pain and humiliation.People only know to take the clothes off the children and shave off the children's hair.My family's flower shop will have a new batch of goods, and my father will personally select the best parts and let it return to the dust to nourish the flowers.

The parts that are not needed are thrown into the huge pit that fills the entire city's garbage.The pit is in the slum, and the slum is the pit.

I don't know if it was accidental pity or short-lived empathy that pushed the discarded bricks off the platform.

Bang!

look!The gangster just fell down like this, and it was actually very simple to hurt a person.

Aji, you glanced at me, I just spit out a "Run!"

You look at me without gratitude in your eyes.That's normal, you probably thought I was an idiot at that moment.We live under this sky, and everyone must learn to protect themselves wisely.

run, run!Do not appear in my world again.

But I don't know, and then I'll...

The author has something to say: Incorporate "Dirty Sorrow" into the text, and borrow and integrate many words from the movie "Memoirs of a Geisha".

Thanks to Mr. Nakahara Chuya and "Memoirs of a Geisha" (Don't kick me, Miss Naibazi, because it's too appropriate)