Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

*****

Zhong Yuanzhong also works at home, and the warm sunlight outside the window shines in through the thin curtains, making the room bright.Nakaya breathed a sigh of relief after signing the last document on the table and classifying it into the completed documents.

Ahhh, I finally got it done after working all night.

Nakahara also threw away the pen, and swallowed the coffee on the table in one gulp. The cold and bitter liquid made him frown, but when he thought about the work ahead, he had to gulp down the rest of the coffee. Then put the empty teacup back in its place.Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a knock on the office door.

- "Button."

"Central Plains cadres." A subordinate in black came to knock on the door. "My lord, please go over."

Is it another matter of quelling the war?

Zhongyuan Zhong also rubbed his forehead and got up, his overly long black windbreaker raised a sharp arc. "I'll be there right away."

"Yes."

After conveying the message, the subordinates went away holding the document bag with a "clack clack". Obviously, there was no time to stay in Hong Kong and black where there were many things. Central Plains also held the documents and planned to send them there together to avoid wasting unnecessary time.

It's just that occasionally I still think: If the bastard Dazai is still in Hong Kong, he won't be burdened with handling these matters.More importantly, it won't be so boring and boring to do it alone.

Nakahara also noticed that he was thinking about Dazai, his expression was serious, a dry itching appeared in his throat, which caused him to cough a few times very uncomfortable, and he groped his throat as if there was a foreign object in his throat, as if he wanted to get rid of the flesh and blood. Like magnificent bloody flowers growing from his body.

Could it be the coffee problem?

Zhong Yuanzhong could only think of this, but it was coffee poured by his trusted subordinates, and it would not be a big problem if he just coughed.So Zhong also reluctantly stopped his wild thoughts, and put the primary task on the report with the leader.

only--

Zhong Yuanzhong also never imagined that instead of his coughing being subsided because of his intentional forgetting, it intensified when he was talking with the leader and Miss Hongye, coughing as if he wanted to cough his lungs out of his trachea.

In the end, of course the lungs were not coughed out, but a few flowers the size of a little finger were coughed up from the mouth mixed with bright red blood.

"...Flower vomiting?" Mori Ogai was shocked. "Chuya, do you have someone you like?"

What do people like?Zhong Yuan took the paper towel handed over by Sister Hongye and wiped the corners of his lips. The smell of rust in his mouth made him want to frown, but it was obviously not the top priority.So Zhong also ignored this discomfort and asked.

"What is flower vomiting?"

Zhong Yuan was stunned as soon as he spoke, his hoarse voice was like a saw rubbing against wood, it was not his voice at all.

"Flower vomiting syndrome means that you have a crush on someone and become ill due to depression. The characteristic of the manifestation is that you will spit out flowers from your mouth when you speak. But if you have not been kissed by the person you like, you will die in three days." Hongye The eldest sister explained. "Chuya, who do you like?"

Does he have someone he likes?

A person flashed in front of Zhongyuan Zhongye, and he closed his mouth tightly.

"Ah, it seems that Zhong also knows." All of this could not escape the eyes of Miss Hongye, she smiled slightly and covered her red lips with her wide sleeves. "Then let's confess."

"Ah." Mori Ogai crossed his hands and smiled. "Then I will give Chuya a three-day vacation, and I hope you will work hard when you come back."

Everyone saw this matter as easy, and it seemed that they had guessed who the other party was, and they were even sure that if he confessed to him, the other party would definitely agree.

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his lips and finally did not say what was on his lips. Instead, he took off the hat on his head and put it on his heart, performing a one-knee salute.

"Yes, boss, goodbye."

*****

Zhong Yuan Zhong also disappeared in the headquarters of Hong Kong Hei. Zhong also didn't know how Mr. Mori told his subordinates, but everyone probably thought that he should go to confess to someone, and the other party would agree and give him an affectionate kiss. Romantic illness, far from looking scary, is especially romantic.

But in fact, Zhong didn't intend to confess.

After returning to the apartment I bought, I fell on the bed and fell asleep to make up for the lack of sleep from working overtime lately. During this period, I was woken up by the phone.Zhongyuan Zhong also squinted his eyes to find the phone, glanced at the jumping numbers on the display screen, and pressed hang up without thinking.

"Has this mackerel guy heard the wind..."

wrong.

The bastard Osamu Dazai usually harassed him in the middle of the night, but now he probably found out from somewhere that he worked overtime all night, so he figured out that he was calling when he was getting up for sleep.But it cannot be ruled out that Mr. Mori said something to Dazai, after all, it is not a matter of a day or two that the boss prefers Dazai.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a little annoyed at this thought: If they hadn't been partners in the past, he would have killed him long ago if he wasn't interested in arresting someone he knew to promote him.

In the end, I also chose to press shutdown directly.Suddenly the whole world is clean.

After Nakahara Zhongya woke up, he packed his bags decisively and set off for the hot spring hotel.By the time Osamu Dazai pried open the door, the building was already empty.

*****

It was already the third day when Osamu Dazai found Chuya with a black rose in his hand.

Zhongyuan Zhong also leaned against the counter and coughed with his head buried, the white flowers under the crimson blood stains were watered and dripping brightly, exuding a sick and decadent aesthetic feeling.

"It's really embarrassing, Chuya."

Nakahara Nakaya reluctantly raised his head and glanced at Dazai Osamu who was smiling frivolously, his ice blue eyes were arrogant and reckless. "What are you doing here, you bastard?"

"Of course it's to admire the appearance of a stubborn puppy suffering from being obsessed with its owner." Osamu Dazai replied cheerfully, humming a song and putting the black roses he bought in a flower pot to admire, before making a gesture shook his head. "Really, if Chuya has a crush on me, just tell me~ It's not the right way to be stubborn and wait for death~"

Osamu Dazai dressed in a sand-colored long trench coat with a shirt and vest. He is gentle and harmless to humans and animals. His peach blossom eyes are slightly raised with a light red color. When he smiles, he is full of deceitful tenderness.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered: "I have a crush on you?"

"It doesn't matter if you speak hard, Chuya~" Osamu Dazai shook his hands firmly, as if there was nothing he could do about the hard-spoken Chuya, he quickened his pace and walked over to Chuya, who was uncomfortable buried by the wall, and held him tightly. On the blood-stained chin, he dropped a kiss.

"Because the truth cannot be changed even if you lie."

Osamu Dazai smiled confidently, and looked at his blue eyes filled with water vapor, whose eyes were filled with water vapor due to the severe coughing, and waited happily for Chuya's recovery——

But seeing Zhong Ye started to cough violently, he was so uncomfortable that he strangled his neck, and when he was dumbfounded, he coughed out a huge shaped flower.Spread out in the scarlet blood, it is so beautiful!

Nakahara Chuya seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, the coolness slowly rose from the soles of his feet, and even his consciousness was fading away.He felt himself being surrounded by Osamu Dazai, and his unbelievable voice came along with him.

"Why, why is this..."

Nakahara could also feel that the other party was holding his hand with some strength, but this did not stop the temperature on his body from gradually fading, and Nakahara's lax eyes could no longer see the unwillingness on the face of the 22-year-old Osamu Dazai And dark, the corners of his lips hooked.

"It's very simple, I don't love you."

*****

Zhongyuan Zhong also swallowed his breath in his arms, closing his eyes in an extremely peaceful manner, as if he had fallen asleep.Dazai took off his finger on his bow tie and pinched it in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, he finally understands the meaning of Mr. Ranpo's hesitant expression when he said in the detective agency that he was going to find the little man.

It's not him, it's not him that the little man likes.

He came all the way from afar just to say goodbye to his former partner.

Dazai Osamu calmly called Mori Ogai, calmly listened to their astonished words, and calmly attended Chuya's funeral. The days seemed to be the same as usual - except for an inexplicable feeling of emptiness in his heart.

Occasionally, when I was in a daze, I would walk to Zhongye's apartment, and then find that there was a change of people inside, and then I would burst into extreme anger: This is Zhongyuan Zhongya's apartment, what kind of thing are you dare to enter his room!how dare you--

"T-Dazai-san, I didn't do anything!!"

Osamu Dazai woke up from his anger in vain, looked at the young man in a black suit with a terrified expression, and let go of the hand holding his collar:

What is he doing? Chuuya is already dead.

From this moment on, Osamu Dazai realized that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface. He stumbled and left feeling disappointed. A week later, when the news of the death of the newly appointed cadre in Hong Kong and the black was spreading, he met an unexpected guest when he skipped work at home.

The boy with pink hair was wearing strange green glasses, and there were two things on top of his head that looked like video game controllers, staring at himself expressionlessly: "I lost the bet with Hei Ni, and now I come here to see you who grew up according to the agreement: want to If you know who you like, follow me."

At that moment, Osamu Dazai knew for the first time what mixed feelings are. There were too many doubts mixed in his heart, and the last thing he cared about was that Chuuya was still alive.

*****

In the end, Osamu Dazai followed the strange pink hair across time and space, and saw a younger and more serious juvenile Dazai wearing a hospital gown in the hospital.The young boy had crooked eyebrows, and his pale face looked sickly, imperceptibly adding a sense of weakness and youth.

The 22-year-old Osamu Dazai and the 19-year-old Osamu Dazai looked at each other from afar.

"Did you ask me to congratulate you on fulfilling your suicide wish ahead of schedule?"

"No." The sick and weak boy on the hospital bed curled his lips. "I just want to see what I am like when I can't protect Oda Saku and left Ganghei in despair. I can't help but want to laugh when I think of you as me, who is so big and pushes the middle and farther away. "

"........."

"Chuya has a carefree personality, open-minded by nature and doesn't like to care about... Do you really think that Chuya won't mind your defection? I should thank you for pushing Chuya to me. Well, as a thank you, I'll let you You know who you like, and for whom do you go back to being 16?"

Osamu Dazai forgot how to return the cynicism, and when he heard Chuya's footsteps approaching, he jumped out of the window on the other side and disappeared.

"Because of Zhongye's injury, I let myself escape from death. I just want to know if Zhongye can calm down. Can he come back to me?"

Osamu Dazai never knew that he could express his liking to Chung so bluntly.Such a brave "self" who knew what he wanted.

"I may never let go of the fact that Zhou Fangzun died."

Dazai Osamu heard the same answer through the curtains, and thought casually in his heart that the little dwarf had lived a second life, and his life was getting better and better, and he didn't even know that there was a third person present.

Or,

Chuya Nakahara All your attention is on him at the age of 19?

- "I may never be able to mind Zhou Fangzun's affairs, but I love you."

Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and laughed dumbly:

It's not him who likes it, but it's not him, Osamu Dazai who left

The author has something to say: It’s over, I’ve written all the points that I’m not satisfied with: I also have my own white moonlight, I’ll never forget it, I’m loved by everyone, I’ll never get Dazai’s feelings unless I understand, after leaving Just push away Chuya, I love you who are 16 years old.I am very cool~