Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

Zhong Yuan Zhong was also woken up by the alarm, he stretched out his hand from under the quilt to turn off the alarm, and scratched his messy upturned hair in a daze, before Zhong Ye opened his misty eyes reluctantly.

The first thing I saw was a slightly yellowed and dilapidated shared apartment that only existed when I was a teenager.Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at the environment and layout expressionlessly.

Oh, by the way, he is 16 years old again.

Zhongyuan Zhong also scratched his hair, and when he was about to get up, he found that his waist was hugged and his chest was itchy. He lowered his head sleepily and found that there were more kittens in his arms, curled up like a kitten. The guy in his arms was still acting like a baby, rubbing his furry head unconsciously, and Zhong Yuanzhong wanted to lift his feet to kick him down, only to find that his legs were entangled and limply hooked by the person in his arms.There seemed to be something wrapped around the opponent's slender and smooth legs, which made Zhong Yuanzhong uncomfortable.

Wait, why does this crude thing look so much like a bandage? ? ……bandage? ? ?

"…………"

Nakahara Chuya's mind went blank, he stopped even scratching his head, and then his delicate face changed from expressionless → stagnant → dignified → transitioning to recalling that what was crouching in his arms was some kind of bastard who was cheating on the bed of rage.

"Bastard mackerel, die for me!!!!!!"

So Osamu Dazai, who slept soundly, repeated the history and was kicked out of bed by his dear partner again.His jet-black hair was upturned indiscriminately, Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes, and rubbed them aggrievedly, his voice, which had not yet woken up, was softer than usual.Because it was rare to sleep comfortably, Osamu Dazai didn't even bother to talk.

Osamu Dazai yawned, and skilfully pulled back a corner of the quilt to get in: "Chuya, are you shy again? Can't you come back after I wake up?"

"Who wants to be ashamed of you!" Nakahara Nakaya had sharp eyes and quick hands, and slapped Dazai Osamu's hand that lifted the quilt with a "slap", his painful arm shrank quickly, and Nakahara Nakaya forcefully covered himself with the quilt Not a single bit of bastard mackerel was given to him. "It's dawn, you should get out."

After Zhongyuan Zhongya finished speaking, he cursed secretly, "Fuck." Why does this sentence sound a bit wrong?Before Nakahara Chuya could figure it out, he heard Dazai's sophistry.

"Am I the one who leaves after I sleep?" Osamu Dazai rubbed the back of his hand aggrievedly. The young man who had slept soundly had fair and translucent skin. Coupled with his black curly hair, he looked very young.The slightly hoarse and soft voice brings out the acting skills of only 7 points to full [-], soft and cute. "How can the little slug think of me like this, at least for another half an hour."

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave the title of Little Demon Movie King in his heart.It's a pity that as the object of the little devil's play, he will be ruthless to the end and give the most direct response-the alarm clock, the desk lamp, and the pillow directly smashed at them.

Gentle fart, why do you have to be so ambiguous with the help of one night?

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath: "Get out!!!!!!"

*****

Nakahara also threw Osamu Dazai out, got up and took a shower, put on a three-piece suit, dressed neatly, and went to the kitchen habitually to fry eggs, which made a "sizzling" sound.

He skillfully turned the egg over, and raised his eyelids during the few seconds of waiting, seeing his appearance reflected in the clean range hood:

The orange hair is short and hasn't grown long yet. The inwardly curled hair sweeps across the cheeks, and he puts one side behind the ears because he thinks it's in the way. The appearance is delicate and childish, and the pupils are clear and bright.The eye shape is not as long and narrow as the 22-year-old's, but round and round, somewhat like cat pupils.

The long-lost, 16-year-old self.

"Zizzizi."

The fried omelette turned a beautiful orange, and the delicious smell filled the kitchen. Zhong also turned his eyes away from the mirror of the range hood, put the breakfast on the plain white plate, and thought absently of what he had.

Osamu Dazai should have already noticed that there is a problem with him, why is he still standing still? Perhaps the partner is indifferent to Dazai, but just for fun.

whispering sound.

Nakahara Chuya brought the breakfast to the table in a slightly unhappy mood, poured the empty glass into the mellow milk, and was about to start when he heard a cheering cheer.

"Wow, Chuya actually prepared breakfast! The fiery and arrogant little slug is unexpectedly a good man at home."

home?

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a bite of the fried crispy egg, raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Thank you, I don't have your share in complimenting me. And you seduced the woman Li Yuan likes yesterday, go to her house to eat."

"Eh?? But that lady and I just reached an agreement. She plays with me, and I give her the bag she wants, which is an equivalent exchange." Stretch out the slender fingers. "And Chuya obviously prepared two copies!!"

This bastard Dazai really knows how to play tricks... Wait a minute, when did he prepare two copies! ! !

Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously wanted to refute. His ice-blue pupils first saw two fried eggs and two milks on the table. He opened his mouth for a long time, and finally smiled wantonly. "Oh, did you see this breakfast?"

Do you think he is blind!

Osamu Dazai nodded vigorously: "Of course I saw it!"

Nakahara also dumped another breakfast into the trash can in front of Osamu Dazai, and continued casually. "If you see it, I won't give it to you."

"?????"

Chuya, why are you getting more and more drifting!

*****

According to the itinerary, after accepting the investigation mission, it is time to collect intelligence to facilitate the customization of subsequent combat plans.However, due to the "breakfast incident", the mackerel who hadn't eaten breakfast was full of resentment, and followed Zhongye weakly, trying to arouse Zhongye's "conscience" with sad eyes.

"........."

What a stubborn mackerel.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't need to look back to imagine Dazai Osamu's sagging eyelids and aggrieved appearance. It's okay to ignore him, but if he ignores him, it will be endless. Those gentle iris-colored eyes are wet, soft and moist, Aggrieved and naive.

Coupled with his red lips and white teeth appearance, the effect of bluffing people is quite good.

Zhongyuan Zhong also knew the nature of the little devil, so of course he would not be fooled by him.He casually tugged on the half black glove on his hand without looking back. "How long do you want to pretend to be mackerel? Now is the task time."

Osamu Dazai snorted angrily: "When I arrived, my conscience was blown out, and I realized my mistake!"

I made a fart mistake, mackerel, you childish ghost.

"Oh." Nakahara Chuya rolled his eyes, and imitated Osamu Dazai's weakly drawn-out accent and replied. "Then this task may not be completed in this life."

As soon as Zhongyuan Zhongye finished speaking, the voice of the mackerel behind him was raised in vain, revealing a strong accusation.

"It's too much in the middle! Hey, hey."

"........."

Play a fart.There is no end!

Chuya Nakahara's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, and he was about to get mad at Osamu Dazai when he suddenly heard a loud noise from afar.Nakahara Chuya narrowed his ice-blue pupils, and quickly turned his head to exchange glances with Osamu Dazai. "Mackerel?"

Osamu Dazai's sloppy expression dissipated, and he nodded slightly: "Go."

This guy isn't worried at all about diverting the tiger away from the mountain.

Nakahara also hesitated for a few seconds, but still chose to believe in Dazai's judgment, a dark red light emerged from his body and soared into the air, condescendingly glanced at Dazai for the last time, and went to the direction of the noise without hesitation.

Zhongyuan Zhong also left, and Osamu Dazai looked at the sky thoughtfully.

In the blue sky, a giant blue sword appeared in the sky of pure white clouds. When it was blown by the breeze, there would be slight ripples, like a projection.

Osamu Dazai's slender eyelashes twitched: Uwah, maybe I'll find something interesting in the middle too.

*****

the other side--

When Zhongyuan Zhongye arrived on Leibo Street, the dilapidated houses on the street had already experienced another wave of devastation.Object shows signs of being burned by fire and damaged by unknown objects.

It is not difficult to see that a big battle has just been experienced before.

Nakahara also controlled the gravity to land, and found Akutagawa, whose eyebrows were passed on from a broken wall to a female but not a male. A hint of surprise flashed in his ice-blue eyes: Dazai met Akutagawa on the day he became a cadre at the age of 17. Crossing Raibo Street and seeing Akutagawa, who was scarred after fighting with others, his fierce eyes attracted Osamu Dazai's bad taste.

So I asked Akutagawa if he wanted to go with him.

Maybe this is God's will?Let him find Akutagawa first, so as to prevent the little devil from being harmed by Dazai again?But Akutagawa appeared here a whole year earlier, which made him inexplicably uneasy.

more importantly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the figure who fell not far away in confusion, and there was an unknown little ghost.He was wearing a fur-trimmed hooded coat, a white T-shirt, and a pair of whitish jeans. His facial features exuded a wild and unruly smell.

Combining the above points, Nakahara somehow remembered Osamu Dazai's evaluation of him: street gangsters are still the kind that threaten elementary school students to collect protection money.

But judging by the appearance of the red hair, it should be about 16 years old.

"Pfft, as expected, thinking of that mackerel will not be a good memory." Nakahara also spat, avoiding Akutagawa who was covered in injuries and fell unconscious on the ground, walked to Hongmao's side, looked at the other party pale Tired but unable to hide his unrestrained face, he raised his foot and was about to kick the opponent to see if he was alive or dead.

After all, compared to the scarred Akutagawa, this person seemed to just fall to the ground to rest.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he lifted his toes, his ankle was held by a warm hand, and the part where his palm touched the ankle burned a crimson flame, which was isolated by the dark red light that emerged calmly, The owner with slender ankles frowned, a little surprised and surprised.

Neither the owner of the hand nor the owner of the slender ankle moved away.

"Are you disturbing your rest?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head unscrupulously, and was slightly taken aback when he met a pair of dark golden eyes.The dark golden pupils with low emotions are full of inconspicuous killing intent, and the faint red light is like a blooming red flame, which can burn away some noise and hostility.

It seems that the king who is so proud to the bone has the most indifferent dignity and indifference.

At this moment, Nakahara seems to be able to understand why Osamu Dazai accepted Akutagawa in the first place——

"What a nice look."

Zhongyuan Zhong also smiled frivolously, and with his hands in his pockets, squatted down in a ruffian manner, his ice blue eyes flamboyant, and said every word.

"You, do you want to come with me?"

The author has something to say: this is the end of my outline, and I have to think about how to write it later~ It's a headache.And I am too Chinese, too middle, too middle, too middle! ! ! !I thought everyone understood, so I didn't emphasize it...Suddenly a baby came and said that Zai was a black-bellied victim, I was really shocked, okay! ! ! ! ! !Let me cry for you!

The next update will be on Wednesday, okay, thank you for feeding my baby