So the hat stand knocked Jae-mei down?

Tonight's night is as calm as a windless water surface, the crescent moon hangs high above the sky, and the bright silver light is scattered like fine snow on the ground.It is already late at night, there are not too many pedestrians and cars on the street, and there is a scene of silence everywhere.

A high-rise apartment.

A few dots and dots are still with their lights on. I don’t know if there is something worthy of the owners of these few houses who would rather stay up all night and rush to finish it at such a late hour.And in a window on the top floor, a small desk is placed against the wall, and the desk lamp standing on it is dutifully emitting light, illuminating this small area.

There is a person sitting at the desk.

It was a handsome man, his long hair was tied up with a rubber band and stuck to his shoulders neatly.He tapped with his fingertips, and skillfully turned a pen with his other hand, as if he was thinking about something.

Behind him was a somewhat messy bed, the quilt was spread out, and there was still a small round hole on the pillow.It seemed that he had just struggled out of sleep, then ran to the desk and started to do what he was doing.

Nakahara is also writing a diary.

He can't remember when he developed this habit.At first, it was just because the emotions in his mind were too complicated for a certain period of time, as if the stones hitting him from all directions were squeezing him, almost leaving no space for him to survive.In order to get rid of those depressions of sadness or pain, he started to write a diary at the suggestion of Sister Hongye.

Later, he recovered, but this habit had already been formed, and Chuya simply kept it up.It's just that the frequency of this writing has changed from several times a day to once every few days.

Taking the present alone as an example, he has actually not opened this book for about a week.I thought it was no longer needed, but I didn’t expect that something happened tonight, I couldn’t fall asleep tossing and turning, and then the memories overturned like a flood, fiercely swallowing his calm mood that should have been in this night .

Zhong also held the pen, and the black nib touched the paper lightly, leaving two swaying marks.He paused, and a sudden gust of wind blew along the open window, rattling the pages in the diary.

The memories of the past, like these pages being turned, turned into invisible thin threads, entangled and bound him.

*

Sunny evening on June [-]

Sister Hongye said that writing out what was on my mind would make me feel better. I tried to do it, but the past was like a torrent of torrents washing away over and over again.After writing the diary for a week, I finally confirmed one thing, I really can't forget Dazai.

Sunny afternoon on June [-]

Today, I only sat in the barbecue restaurant downstairs for two hours, which is shorter than before. It seems that this method is still useful.I decided to keep using it.

June [-] evening breeze

The injury on Alex's foot has completely healed. After going to the hospital this afternoon to have the stitches removed, he can run fast when he goes for a walk at night.After Alex regained his vivacity, he just started to rummage around the house and found something from a long time ago.It was really some time, even I myself kind of forgot that there was such a thing that I left at home casually.

Dazai, you must not know.

At the time when you were determined to commit suicide and sent me abroad, I had already prepared the proposal ring.

……

Sunny morning on June [-]

happy Birthday.

……

Windy in the morning of July [-]rd

I had a long dream, and when I woke up I forgot what I had dreamed about.I just remember that in my dream there was a blue sky, a gray ground, and you lying on the ground.

……

Afternoon rain on August 27

It's raining today, and I was going to throw that ring away, but Alex stopped me before I could do it.That guy didn't know why he suddenly went crazy, and kept pulling on my trousers, not wanting me to throw the ring into the sea.I said yes to Alex, but in the end I didn't throw the ring.

Evening Sunny August 28th

I saw that sushi restaurant that you used to like the most. I didn't expect that after such a long time, that restaurant is still open, and the owner has not changed.Unexpectedly, the boss still remembered my appearance, and gave me a piece of sushi we used to eat, which still tasted the same as before.

……

October [-] morning windy

Dreaming again.

I don't have you in this dream, I feel a little regretful.

Evening Sunny October 21

Today I took a detour to Leibo Street, and I haven’t been there for many years. Except for the big pit that I am familiar with, everything else has become different from what I remember.I met an acquaintance whom I hadn’t seen for a long time. In fact, I have even forgotten his name. I only remember the knife he stabbed me in the back at that time.

That guy really got a little too old. He was obviously the same age as us, but on the surface he looked no different from a middle-aged and elderly person in his 50s or [-]s.

……

Evening snow on November 29

I went to the cemetery with Alex.I've been really busy recently, so I haven't been to see you for a while, and some dust has accumulated over there.I spent a little time cleaning there, but I didn't expect it to start snowing on the way back, and it was all in vain.

……

night breeze on december [-]rd

It has already entered December, and it will soon enter the next year.Today in the headquarters, everyone is lamenting that the time flies by year by year, but I feel that this year is particularly slow.

It may also be that this year is the first year you are not by my side, I am not used to it, maybe next year will be better.

……

morning sun on january [-]st

It's the new year again, and I will take Alex to go out to pay homage to a nearby shrine later. I hope that there will be places in the world where you can make your New Year's wishes.

But you guy's wish has already been fulfilled, so there should be nothing to promise.

……

Consciousness is a little groggy.

Dazai struggled to wake up from the hazy and chaotic dream, the curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly, the winter sunlight could not penetrate, and could only bring a little light to the room.She subconsciously reached out to reach the place beside her, but there was no one and no warmth, presumably the person next to her pillow had woken up for a while.

Dazai sat up and rubbed his unruly hair.She seemed to have had a very bad dream.In the dream, there was someone talking in her ear all the time, Dazai couldn't remember exactly what they were talking about.I just remembered that it seemed to be some ordinary things that some parents were short-sighted, but it gave her a feeling that she couldn't explain.

It was as if something was blocking her chest, which couldn't go up or down, making her feel oppressed and unable to breathe.

In winter, the indoor temperature was much higher than the outdoor temperature, but the moment Dazai came out of the bed, he was still shocked by the sudden coldness.She casually picked up a coat from the hanger, put it on her body, and then walked out of the bedroom door, "...Zhongya?"

She yelled, but no one in the room responded to her.

For some reason, Dazai remembered the weird dream she had just had.She had completely forgotten the content of the dream, but the feeling that came over her now was exactly the same as what she felt in the dream.Before she had time to think about what this feeling was like, Dazai pulled off her shoe, and a half-human tall golden retriever was trying to nest on her shoe.

Dazai: "..."

"Alex, you are almost half the middle height now, do you still think you are yourself when you were a child?" Dazai ruthlessly pulled his foot out from under Alex's soft belly, and gave He gave a look that the golden retriever couldn't understand.

"Wow..." Alex thought Dazai was playing with it, and after yelling without any deterrent force, he leaned closer to him again.

One person, one dog, retreating and advancing, started the battle for the unknown number of times, until there were some sporadic noises at the door of the apartment, and then Zhong also pushed the door outside.

"Are you awake?" Chuya said this the first time he saw Dazai, it was exactly the same as what he said to her when he woke up early in the past, but Dazai suddenly had a feeling as if he had passed away, as if it had been a long time It's not the same as Naka said so.

"Ah..." She responded dully, "What are you doing?"

"Where else can I go, of course I went downstairs for a morning run." Nakaya looked at her inexplicably, thinking that he was watching Dazai's brain finally go wrong, "Since you got up, hurry up." Go wash up, and then come over for breakfast. Didn’t you say yesterday that the buns in the next street are delicious? I bought them for you.”

"Oh... okay." Dazai still looked like he was not awake, he had clearly agreed, but he still stood there in a daze.

At this moment, she really felt that something was wrong with her, so she quickly walked over and touched her forehead, "Dazai, is there something wrong with you?"

There was a sudden temperature belonging to another person on his forehead, which made Dazai finally recover from that mysterious and mysterious state. As a result, as soon as she came back to her senses, she heard Chuya's words, and her head was full of question marks, " ???"

"Where does someone say that something is wrong with others early in the morning of the New Year?" Dazai waved his hand away, "I'm going to wash up."

"Ah, that's right." She stopped, turned her head and came back and said, "Let's go to the shrine to pay homage together later?"

Zhong was also a little surprised: "Didn't you say last night that you are not interested in doing these things?"

"Then just think I'm interested now." She hummed a cheerful tune, her mood seemed to have changed again.