[Wen Ye] Dazai so you cry too

"I'm so thirsty, I'm dying~"

At this time, Aji began to show his bad character.What a nuisance, I don't want the company of a dead body.Thinking this way in my heart, I lay down on the ground and groped for it, and then my whole body#直接着着着着相关attached to his body.

I ran my fingers over his face, here are the eyes, the nose... found it!

The distance between lips should not be zero at this time.Delete it? The heat of each other is entangled, and I feel like I can maintain this position until I die.

His breathing was slowing down, but the beating heart was becoming more and more violent.

His body is still warm, and I feel like an embryo still in the mother's womb, attached to this warmth from him.

I simply licked the jelly, um, the jelly is very soft.

Trembling, slight trembling.Aji is still a shy bud, what kind of bloom will it be when it grows up?

I closed my eyes and didn't look at Azhi's eyes.What will his eyes look like?Is it resentment and stubbornness?Or the deep darkness, the real deep sea with no light at all.

Sorry, I ruined it long ago.Aji, haven't you seen it with your own eyes?

There are small glands on the wall of the human mouth, so they secrete saliva.This is what I saw in a scrap book, but this kind of book without pictures was quickly used by my father as fuel.

That is to say, Aji resisted, and then I turned back. (you know, hehe)

The red lips seem to have stolen the lip balm treasured by the mother, like a red camellia flower stained with dew in the morning. (I didn't write below the neck! If this counts as a car, I'll delete it. Good, deleted it.)

So beautiful, I want to treasure it forever.

Just like what the previous boss did, keep it away from its owner, make a specimen and soak it in formalin, and it will become your own treasure forever.

But I love its color and temperature, and the beating heart of its owner.

(You get the idea) In order not to waste precious water, I rip it back like clean malt candy.

How can saliva have any taste? The book says it is the sweetness of candy.It seems that they are all deceitful lies, no wonder they are thrown in the trash and dumped in the slums.

Everything in the slums is unnecessary, loses value and becomes waste.

"Live, grab something and live." I whispered the words in his ear, and rolled down beside him.

I remember seeing a hand away from its owner, stuck upright in the gap.It's disgusting, please don't drop it on my face.I returned to the warm position just now, and locked his hand.

"Don't let go, or there will be no redemption."

At this moment, it fell down.Thank me, or I'll throw that thing on you in revenge.

Later, we saw the long-lost sunshine and knew the existence of supernatural beings for the first time.

It turned out that after we were caught in the slums, there was the biggest riot in history.

In people's gradually cooling blood, there is still a trace of warm blood.The continuation of genes is a primitive instinct.People took to the street and rushed towards the building with what could be used as weapons in their hands.

It is said that the man really wanted to sell us as piggies.The meat is delicate and juicy, a rarity.

The power of the people is formidable, countless blockers are trampled underfoot by the angry poor.They are like the tide of the flood, which can wash away any existence in an instant.

In the end, the riot was stopped by a person who did not belong to this sky.

He smashed his fist against the building like an ant on an elephant with a futile attack.But in an instant, the sound of the collapse and the sound of crying were all mixed together.

The government personnel were alarmed. This was the first time they stepped on the land of the slums with their noble feet. They stimulated people's noses with the smell of their perfume.The people in the slums finally know that there are people within the rules in this city outside the law.

When I came home, my bloody father hugged me.His color wets my skirt, it turns out his red is warm.I looked down at my clothes and couldn't see the original appearance at all.That's great. It's a new dress.

My new dress is streaked with gray and splashed with red like a beautiful dahlia blooming on it.

I was like a jumping bird, circling around my father.

"Father, look at my new dress."

My father smiled happily when he looked at me. This was the first time I saw him smile, and it was also the last time.

"Yeah, new dress!"

He hugged me tightly again, stroking the top of my head with his rough hands.

"Next time, I will let you get out of here."

The next day, the government personnel withdrew, the superhumans took over the slums, and another person sat on that chair.

Lately my father has been teaching me how to identify the best quality flowers.

He harvested the camellias and put them for sale at the door of the store.Vibrant flowers bring a touch of life to the slums.Women and even men here will buy one and put it on the bedside even if they don't eat.Because just by looking at them, you can live another day.

I picked up the camellia that my father had thrown on the ground as waste, and blew lightly, trying to blow off the invisible dust on the flower.

Just then, Azhi passed by my door.I ran out with the camellia, grabbed the corner of his clothes and stuffed the flower into his hand.

He held the flowers carefully and kept watching me without speaking.It must have been the sunlight that had turned his black eyes brown.

I remember saying to him, "What's your name?" Yeah, I didn't even know his name at the time.

"Osamu Dazai."

"Then I'll call you Aji. Aji, have you found that thing?"

"No...no."

He answered me like this at the time, and I remember that I said a very clichéd remark.

"No matter how terrible things are, you can live if you see beautiful things, just like this flower."

I remembered that what I gave him that day was a white camellia.

Impossible, that rotten person just came to laugh at me, to laugh at me for being the person I hate the most in the end.

"Do you want to be my boyfriend?"

At that time, it was very popular to call boyfriend and girlfriend.In this way, if you lose a fight, you can still have a helper.

Although Aji looks thin and thin, he still has some muscles on his body.Because of my father, no one dares to bully me.Therefore, this kind of mutual benefit connection is the most appropriate.This was my test on whether Aji would accept friendship, and I succeeded in the end.

Aji looked at me as if he was looking at something he had never seen in his life.The corners of his mouth parted slightly, and there was light in his brown eyes.This kind of smiling mother has taught me many times, but I can't learn it.

Is this a talent?If Aji chooses to be a geisha, he will definitely become the most beautiful oiran.Because his smile is more beautiful than the white camellia in his hand, just like Yamato Nadeko whom his mother admired.

I seem to see a flower that is about to wither. It looks up at the sun and is still alive.

"You should smile more."

"Okay, girlfriend."

At that moment, I felt that I had eaten candy, and it turned out that a smile is sweet.