mediocre novelist

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This is the first time we have known each other for so long, Nakahara Chuya told me about his past, although it was packaged (he didn’t seem to know that I was also a half mafia)

Shortly after he finished speaking, I combined other intelligence to extract the central idea

The content can be the title of a light novel

"About me and the bandage monster that I disliked killed my old brother who fed me chicken soup. After that, my companion betrayed and stabbed me, and the bandage monster recruited me"

After analyzing layer by layer, I couldn't help but want to say "the expensive circle is really chaotic". No wonder my father said that if I dared to be a mafia, he would make me a "mafia". I mean, it wasn't

My dad just doesn't want me to go his way

"Zhongye, what that gentleman said to you is very good." I said, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that Hong Kong and Hei used to be an organization that competed for academic qualifications.

"Because I'm a human being, I'm so powerful..." My voice gradually trailed off, and when I raised my head again, my expression was joy after a sudden realization, "Thank you, Chuya!"

"Huh? What?"

"Because I have been worrying about one thing before, and now I have the answer." I smiled

"I didn't say that sentence... Well, it's good if I can help you."

I can't help but sigh that Hong Kong and Heizhen are full of talents, and there are such gentle members

Well, speaking of gentleness, Odasaku is indeed the most gentle!

Oda Saku who found out at dinner that I had decided to write something was also happy for me

"Chuya is really a good person, no wonder Dazai didn't come to see me during that time, so he wanted me to be friends with him." I sighed

"Really?" Oda Sakunosuke was a little puzzled, "Dazai thinks so?"

"Well, he hasn't said anything, so I can't guess what he wants to do." Then I sighed again, "If Dazai is on this boat, I was wrong, if Dazai is also in this restaurant. .”

A hand stretched out from behind and covered my eyes

"Hey! Let's go." I was so frightened that I uttered foreign swear words, and I held those hands reflexively.

No bandages, huh?This touch... is it a scar?

"Dazai."

"You guessed it." Unlike usual, Osamu Dazai's wrist was not wrapped with a bandage, and I could see the criss-cross wounds at a glance, which was shocking

"Among the people I know, you are probably the only one who would do this." Obviously meeting him is something to be happy about, but I can't be happy

Those wounds hurt very much at first glance. Didn't he say that he hates pain the most?

Really, why can't you realize that you are also something that others don't want to throw away?

Although you have no conscience, I still like you very much (whether it’s for the sake of your face or because we are the same kind)

"Speaking of which, why are you here?" I moved back to make room for Osamu Dazai, "Since we're here, let's eat together."

"Because I know that Yuansheng will definitely share what he likes with Odasaku, so I came here." Osamu Dazai sat down and smiled at me. Like a demon with blood on his hands, "I'm not avoiding you."

I also replied with a smile, thinking that if I really believed your nonsense, I would not be called Su Woyuansheng

"I was busy with work at that time." Judging from the tone of his voice, it was impossible to tell that Osamu Dazai's answer was half-perfunctory, "But I didn't intend to push you to that little man, who knew you could chat like this. That slug is too much to snatch people."

"And Yuansheng, you had a great time chatting with him. My subordinates said they saw him driving you for a ride." The topic immediately turned to me

"Well...it's the truth, I have nothing to say."

"Should you coax me at this time? There is no point for such an answer."

"Then even if you two appear in the same place, I will only look at you?" I thought for a while, "Or do you want me to only think about you from now on?"

"Gensheng is hitting the straight ball again." Dazai Osamu smiled, and turned to talk to Oda Sakunosuke

Hey, I don’t believe even a single punctuation mark in what Dazai said. The previous incident must have been fake without Dazai’s promotion, and not all Hong Kong black cadres have the leisure to meet an ordinary stranger

even if i look good

But why launch Zhongyuan Zhongye?Because I said before that Nakahara is also my muse?

Dazai heart, Haidilao

When it comes to Haidilao, our dishes are just in order. The waiter saw that we have one more person, not only added a bowl and chopsticks, but also sent us a fruit salad with toppings

I got up and taught the others how to cook, and then I put the cooked beef into Dazai Osamu’s bowl. He was stunned for a moment, and soon gave me a sweet smile like a counterattack

...!

Such an attack method is too foul!

Fortunately, nothing happened during the meal, and nothing happened. I paid the bill and left with the big team

The waiter may have misunderstood something, and gave me and Dazai a pair of teddy bear dolls that can be used as mobile phone ornaments

"Osamu, what you said is too easy to be misunderstood, you see." Osamu Dazai shook the doll in his hand

"Yes, the truth is more likely to be misunderstood." I said

Oda Sakunosuke walked in front with five children, chatting and chatting, so lively

"Why did you launch Zhongye?" I asked, "If you want to know whether my words are true or false, it is better to ask directly."

"Because when Yuansheng is lying, I can't tell at all." Dazai Osamu looked unpredictable, "The book written is so painful that it seems to be suffocating, but Yuansheng is laughing."

"Is it because Yuan Sheng has found the meaning of living?"

The car roared by, but I heard this sentence and saw clearly what was in the child's eyes

I saw the rain everywhere in his heart, I saw him wandering in the rain, he was asking for help

I suddenly want to hold an umbrella for him

"Do you know why The Bank has an open ending?" I hold the doll up a bit, "As it is, no one knows what's going to happen next, and neither do I, so I didn't write my answer. "

"What's your answer?" Osamu Dazai asked, and I saw that his expression was stained with urgency.

I smiled helplessly, "You already know that, right? After all, when I was writing the book, I also had some private goods, so that book was rated as a good book rather than a masterpiece."

"It's as small as finding that the number displayed on the alarm clock is the same, as large as writing a new book that I am satisfied with. These joys, large or small, are the meaning of my life."

"Maybe it's because I believe that good things will happen in the future? So even if I know how boring the world is, I don't care." I added

"What if life is meaningless?" Osamu Dazai asked again, "What if good things don't necessarily happen in the future?"

"Then give him meaning, if nothing good happens..." I pondered for a while, and finally said a little discouraged: "Dazai, can you accept man-made good things?"

"Say it as if you want to save me." Osamu Dazai raised the corners of his mouth and starlight appeared in his eyes

"This should be mutual help among friends." I stretched out my hand

"Want some ice cream for dessert?"

Eat it and take a good rest

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