[Wen Ye] Dazai so you cry too
Chapter 8
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I watched you seduce a ignorant and cute white tiger cub.Is his name Dun?Atsushi Nakajima.
I stood quietly beside him while he was dancing and talking to himself.It's really cute enough to save such a black you.Oh, I was wrong.Not to save you, but to interrupt your daily game time.
Looking for life and death is disgusting and funny, like a crab with fat inside being squeezed into tomato sauce as a prank.I believe that Azhi, standing above the abyss, would not engage in such behavior with a zero IQ.
What a bold and interesting game it is to play with death.Just like Azhi's first regular job, when the blood easily leaves the body of the creature in front of him, no matter how hard he struggles, there is nothing he can do.
It will never be Azhi who bears this pain.You are the giver, the giver who amplifies this pain.I don't know if it is the experience of living in the slums, but you are very good at provoking the fragile hearts of human beings.
To use a very clichéd saying, a physical injury can never compare to a blow to the soul.
A Zhi, you will always stand high, even when facing his former short partner.Such arrogance, even if he lowered his head, his eyes were still indifferent and calm.
The newly weaned white tiger in front of him became A Zhi's new toy at just the right time.What an ignorant milk tiger, he is actually afraid of himself as a tiger.If he knew the truth, would he clench his tail nervously, huddled in a corner and whipped his tail anxiously?
Maybe I'm what's called a plush fan.This white tiger always shivered inexplicably because of my hands that couldn't help touching the ears.Look at that terrified little expression, moving cautiously.It's really cute, [-] times cuter than the black mud Aji!
Destiny is really...
Nothing to say.
The child who regards you as something that can be grasped, that is, the so-called faith, meets the white tiger.
Seeing this, I really feel that the bloody plot is coming.According to those old-fashioned soap operas, this child will have a "fate" with the white tiger cub, who is both an enemy and a friend.Just like you and that little black dwarf, become the light in this city that has rotted from the root, the light named after the "double black".
The fact is indeed the case, man is a weak ant, forever repeating the past without repentance.
Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai, Nakahara Chuya and Aji, Nakajima Atsushi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke...
Black and white will only end up staining the city gray. ,
That child was a child named Ryunosuke Akutagawa.He is still clinging to the image of you he imagined, no matter how horrible the reality is, he still insists on the belief that can never be touched.
in case……
If I'm still alive.Well, that has been said too many times.
If I were alive, I would tell that child: things to hold on to, not beliefs.Now that he has been regarded as a belief, don't let go.Otherwise, it will be beyond redemption, and it will be completely pulled into the abyss of no light.
Now I suddenly think of it, what exactly was the thing you found that you could grab at that time?
Forget it.After all, Azhi is still struggling to get by in this world. What I never forget is that you have to live, no matter what.
Azhi used many opportunities to choose death, but he still chose this lonely world.The world is colorful to others, and it is a taste of ups and downs.And Azhi's world should only have him and the crescent moon on the other side.How many times have I watched him fight sleep until he is so powerless that he falls to the ground.
He was afraid of sleeping, afraid of that illusory and boundless dream world.Even if the reality is filled with black mud, it is still a world where one can step on the ground.The world of dreams is too wonderful, and its unreality itself is doomed to be false.
What is the world that Aji has been avoiding, even the world that he has no courage to face?Is he still alone in that world?that world...
Is there in that world, is there... me?
Why are you so hypocritical all of a sudden?Is it because I'm starting to grow old?But I'm a ghost and don't change with time.If Dazai is lucky enough to become a grey-haired, still unlovable old man.Then I will still maintain a green appearance, a half-ripe fruit.
Armed Detective Agency, a mysterious organization that can divide Yokohama with the government and the port mafia.
In fact, this is the first gathering place of a group of cowards.
Aji here is gradually being dyed in other colors besides black.Due to his temperament, he will not take the initiative to open his soft belly to get close to the softness of others.But he would quietly play by ear, and at a certain moment, lightly rub the white tiger's soft inner fur.
I am no stranger to this kind of Aji, because in the closed dark world that day, he also hugged me more passionately than this.At that time, my heart and his heart seemed to merge into one.
Dong dong dong
We were still alive at that time, and we were still working hard to live.But now my heart has stopped moving, and it lies silently in my quiet body.
Such a Zhi no longer needs me, right?He should no longer need the company of a shadow like me.It's time to say goodbye, so is he here today to say goodbye to me?
I watched you seduce a ignorant and cute white tiger cub.Is his name Dun?Atsushi Nakajima.
I stood quietly beside him while he was dancing and talking to himself.It's really cute enough to save such a black you.Oh, I was wrong.Not to save you, but to interrupt your daily game time.
Looking for life and death is disgusting and funny, like a crab with fat inside being squeezed into tomato sauce as a prank.I believe that Azhi, standing above the abyss, would not engage in such behavior with a zero IQ.
What a bold and interesting game it is to play with death.Just like Azhi's first regular job, when the blood easily leaves the body of the creature in front of him, no matter how hard he struggles, there is nothing he can do.
It will never be Azhi who bears this pain.You are the giver, the giver who amplifies this pain.I don't know if it is the experience of living in the slums, but you are very good at provoking the fragile hearts of human beings.
To use a very clichéd saying, a physical injury can never compare to a blow to the soul.
A Zhi, you will always stand high, even when facing his former short partner.Such arrogance, even if he lowered his head, his eyes were still indifferent and calm.
The newly weaned white tiger in front of him became A Zhi's new toy at just the right time.What an ignorant milk tiger, he is actually afraid of himself as a tiger.If he knew the truth, would he clench his tail nervously, huddled in a corner and whipped his tail anxiously?
Maybe I'm what's called a plush fan.This white tiger always shivered inexplicably because of my hands that couldn't help touching the ears.Look at that terrified little expression, moving cautiously.It's really cute, [-] times cuter than the black mud Aji!
Destiny is really...
Nothing to say.
The child who regards you as something that can be grasped, that is, the so-called faith, meets the white tiger.
Seeing this, I really feel that the bloody plot is coming.According to those old-fashioned soap operas, this child will have a "fate" with the white tiger cub, who is both an enemy and a friend.Just like you and that little black dwarf, become the light in this city that has rotted from the root, the light named after the "double black".
The fact is indeed the case, man is a weak ant, forever repeating the past without repentance.
Fukuzawa Yukichi and Mori Ogai, Nakahara Chuya and Aji, Nakajima Atsushi and Akutagawa Ryunosuke...
Black and white will only end up staining the city gray. ,
That child was a child named Ryunosuke Akutagawa.He is still clinging to the image of you he imagined, no matter how horrible the reality is, he still insists on the belief that can never be touched.
in case……
If I'm still alive.Well, that has been said too many times.
If I were alive, I would tell that child: things to hold on to, not beliefs.Now that he has been regarded as a belief, don't let go.Otherwise, it will be beyond redemption, and it will be completely pulled into the abyss of no light.
Now I suddenly think of it, what exactly was the thing you found that you could grab at that time?
Forget it.After all, Azhi is still struggling to get by in this world. What I never forget is that you have to live, no matter what.
Azhi used many opportunities to choose death, but he still chose this lonely world.The world is colorful to others, and it is a taste of ups and downs.And Azhi's world should only have him and the crescent moon on the other side.How many times have I watched him fight sleep until he is so powerless that he falls to the ground.
He was afraid of sleeping, afraid of that illusory and boundless dream world.Even if the reality is filled with black mud, it is still a world where one can step on the ground.The world of dreams is too wonderful, and its unreality itself is doomed to be false.
What is the world that Aji has been avoiding, even the world that he has no courage to face?Is he still alone in that world?that world...
Is there in that world, is there... me?
Why are you so hypocritical all of a sudden?Is it because I'm starting to grow old?But I'm a ghost and don't change with time.If Dazai is lucky enough to become a grey-haired, still unlovable old man.Then I will still maintain a green appearance, a half-ripe fruit.
Armed Detective Agency, a mysterious organization that can divide Yokohama with the government and the port mafia.
In fact, this is the first gathering place of a group of cowards.
Aji here is gradually being dyed in other colors besides black.Due to his temperament, he will not take the initiative to open his soft belly to get close to the softness of others.But he would quietly play by ear, and at a certain moment, lightly rub the white tiger's soft inner fur.
I am no stranger to this kind of Aji, because in the closed dark world that day, he also hugged me more passionately than this.At that time, my heart and his heart seemed to merge into one.
Dong dong dong
We were still alive at that time, and we were still working hard to live.But now my heart has stopped moving, and it lies silently in my quiet body.
Such a Zhi no longer needs me, right?He should no longer need the company of a shadow like me.It's time to say goodbye, so is he here today to say goodbye to me?
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