Tu Pi said that he was really not a bomber

Dabi took a step forward, inserted the key into the hole of the motorcycle, turned it around, and started the engine of the street car.

"Come up."

"Ah."

Hong Dongmei answered obediently, then got on the motorcycle and adjusted his sitting posture. After he sat down, he hesitated for a moment, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

Dabi didn't think there was anything wrong with this, as Ruiyi had done this before—Zac was in charge of breaking behind, turned his right hand, started the engine, and set off.

Concentrate while driving the motorcycle, so neither of them spoke.But in fact, they don't feel embarrassed, but enjoy such a quiet.

Hong Dongmei was originally a lively and active character, but later she worked hard to become a bridge to maintain the family, washing clothes, mopping the floor, cooking, taking care of Jiao Dong, comforting Xia Xiong, condolences to his father, visiting his mother in the hospital, bringing food and changing clothes for his mother ...Since Hong Leng was hospitalized, Hong Dongmei's life has been spent like this.

The comfort of the occasional gap makes her feel relaxed.

The arms of the white-haired girl outlined the waistline of the black-haired man. There was no excess fat, and she was strong and strong. The temperature from her hands was cooler than normal people—just like Hong Dongmei herself.

She could have just grabbed his trench coat, Hong Dongmei thought.

But she didn't.

She put her arms around his waist, and pressed her body intimately on his back amidst the low sound of the engine and the sound of the passing wind.

It's like being coquettish.

This may be unbelievable, but it is actually expected.

For some reason that she knows, the grown-up Dongmei is actually quite resistant to the opposite sex.She has a strong sense of territory, and she consciously refuses the approach of the opposite sex who may cause harm, but Dongmei doesn't know how to refuse others, and because of her good looks, this often brings her A little distressed.

Dongmi is not very good at rejecting her suitors.

But she always wanted to be a primary school teacher, and this opportunity was offered to her by one of Hong Dongmei's suitors. She was a little scared, but decided to go anyway.

But Teacher Dabi gave Hong Dongmei a different feeling.

From the first time we met, Fuyumi felt that he was very familiar.

Those inadvertent little gestures, that kind of agreement almost without hesitation, always gave her a familiar, tender feeling.

And Dabi's eyes...

Fuyumi's familiar look is always revealed in her blue eyes.

After meeting several times, she still couldn't remember where this sense of familiarity came from, but the only thing Hong Dongmei knew was that she didn't hate his silent and restrained gentleness.

Hong Dongmei leaned her head on Dabi's back, remembering what happened when she went to see Hong Leng.

The last time she went to see her mother, her mother told her in a daze that she saw Touya.

The nurse Fuyumi was familiar with showed that helpless expression again, just like the expression of her mother after she saw the fantasy in the past.

But this time...

Fuyumi couldn't help thinking, isn't this a fantasy?But a miracle that actually happened?

Is God finally going to take care of their broken family?

Tomo Toumi did not know anyone with the surname Oda before.

She also didn't have any familiar black-haired opposite sex.

However, she knew that there was a boy who had the most beautiful and gentle blue eyes in the world.

[Brother Dengya, I've got you! ]

The white-haired girl jumped up and down, hugged the white-haired boy's waist, and said happily like a baby.

The boy was not annoyed either, the blue eyes under the white bangs reflected the girl's bright smile without any shade, glowing with gentle light, he reached out and rubbed his sister's hair habitually.

Layers of bandages were wrapped around his hands, and under the bandages were dense, dense burns that could not heal, just like the surging waves hidden deep under the warm time at this time, the storm was ready at any time.

It's just that the white-haired girl didn't understand at the time that someone had protected her and her younger brother under their wings all along, preventing them from becoming covered in scars like the one they used to be.

She just continued to smile and look at her brother who was not much taller than her, and habitually pursued the tenderness and pampering of the blue seabed.

[Okay, I lost. 】

[I'm going to be a ghost, go hide in winter, I'm going to start counting... 1, 2, 3...]

The hide-and-seek that runs through Hong Dongmei's childhood ends in a blue flame, and from then on, she is forced to grow up.

When she couldn't sleep, she would bury her head in the pillow, and let the tears wet the white pillow silently.

[Fuyumi is the older sister and the oldest child in the family, so don't cry out loud... Be strong. ]

[But……]

[I am the one who loses... woo woo...]

[I can't find you, where are you, Brother Touya? ]

……

Now the boy has grown into a man, scarred, gloomy and indifferent, even more reticent than before.

But what remains unchanged is that he still puts all the tenderness in his heart in front of her, letting her take what she wants.

……

"arrive."

Davi was the first to break the silence.

"Thank you this time, Oda-san." Toki Fuyumi got off the motorcycle, and then thanked you.

"It's okay," Dabi said, then he lowered his head, took out the vibrating phone from his pocket, glanced at it, showed a rare hooked corner of his mouth, and then put it away.

Hong Dongmei vaguely felt that there seemed to be a little irony in Tubi's shallow smile just now.

But soon the hallucination disappeared, and the black-haired man still looked cold, and nodded to her, "Then I will take my leave first."

"Well," the white-haired girl frowned with a smile, "Goodbye Mr. Oda."

Dubi paused, "The next time we meet, call me... no, Ying, call me Ying next time."

"My name is Oda Hotaru."

Hong Dongmei stood where she was, watching the figure of the motorcycle gallop away, and gradually moved away, turning into a faint black spot and disappearing out of her field of vision.

"……I found you."

The white-haired girl showed a smile unconsciously, which was more lively than her usual gentle smile, and also a bit naughty.

brother.

"firefly."

……

"So I said, Xingsuke, what the hell are you reasoning about?" Criminal Sato wanted to spread out on the bench facelessly, with his head up, looking at the lovely white clouds in the twilight sky, emptying his mind, and doing nothing In no mood.

But he still held back, sat on the chair well-behaved, and glanced at the black-haired boy next to him with great resentment.

Also walked so much, asked so many people, did so many things, why is he not tired at all?

Xingsuke leaned on the side of the chair, as if he could see through his thoughts, and said with a smile: "I am also very tired, but when I think that there will be a big drama opening soon, I immediately wake up. "

"What big scene?" Sato became alert.

"Mr. Ayanokōji and his wife are very affectionate, I guess?"

"Yes," Sato was a little dissatisfied with Oda Yusuke's sudden change of topic, but he still picked up the topic obediently. After all, he was used to this kind of thing. It makes people talk about it... There are rumors that after the death of his wife, the old man is still secretly looking for a way to resurrect the dead."

Sato wanted to gossip with Oda Yusuke from the beginning, but it was a pity that Yusuke ignored him at the time, but Xingsuke brought up this matter again. It was obvious that he didn't come to gossip with him, but Sato really couldn't see that this had anything to do with this incident what is the relationship.

"Ayanokōji's house has a forest, right?"

"Are there many forests that belong to their family's private land?" Criminal Sato thought about it, but he couldn't figure out which forest Oda Yusuke was talking about, so he said, "Where are you talking about?"

"In a certain deep mountain..." The black-haired boy sighed, "You remember, it was the last decision we asked Mr. Ayanokōji about."

"Cancel the development of that deep mountain forest."

The two said in unison.

"But even Zhijiu didn't know the meaning of that incident. It seemed that his father made an inexplicable decision all of a sudden."

"Shh." Xingsuke put his index finger on his mouth and made a whisper gesture, stopping Sato Yota's next words.

"It's all right, Yota," the black-haired boy smiled and called Sato Criminal's name, "If you know too much, your brother will find someone to put me in a sack."

"Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore," Sato said helplessly, then seemed to remember something, and said hesitantly: "After you graduate, will you go back to Yokohama?"

"Oh?"

"Go back to Yokohama, Kosuke." Sato repeated, with a pleading look on his face.

Don't be a hero.

"I see," Xingsuke pondered for a moment, then smiled, "I will think about it."

"Thank you, Yota."

The black-haired boy was still smiling, against the light, making it difficult for people to understand his thoughts.

……

a year ago.

"Come on, Xingsuke, read these materials." Osamu Dazai smiled and pushed a pile of materials towards the young boy.

"Don't Mr. Dazai read it?" Xingsuke stretched out his hand to compare the height of the document, which was two-thirds of his height, "So much?"

"Xingsuke just read it, I'm too lazy to remember." Dazai Osamu put on a righteous expression, and then yawned casually.

"Ah... alright." The black-haired boy puffed up his face, with a reluctance on his face, he struggled briefly, but obediently complied.

It doesn't do him any harm anyway.

I don't know how long it took, but Xingsuke finally finished reading all of them. He turned his head and found Osamu Dazai lying motionless on the sofa, and he seemed to be asleep.

"Mr. Dazai?"

"Mr. Dazai, I'm done."

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai turned over and rubbed his sleepy eyes, "It's over, have you written it down?"

"Yes."

"Very good," Osamu Dazai sat up, his face restored to the usual light smile, "Any thoughts?"

"The people in the data are from all walks of life, and they are above average in each field...Mr. Dazai, there is still a data file under your body."

"Ah, I was too sleepy to notice just now." Osamu Dazai opened the file, pulled out the thin piece of paper, and then shook it in front of Kosuke, "The people on this page also need to remember together~ "

"He's so tall and big," Xingsuke looked at it for a while, and then gave a definition, "It looks like an ape."

"Remember?"

"Remember, giant Maquia."

The black-haired boy stood up obediently.

"These people are all loyal servants of ALLFORONE. If you want to be a hero, then these people are your enemies."

"But don't treat them as opponents, that's too cheap, it's like losing my people."

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