[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

"...Sorry, please allow me to solemnly refuse." Donghua seemed not expecting the other party to say such words suddenly, she paused in surprise, then shook her head, and at the same time moved her hand away from him gently and irresistibly Pulled back in the palm of his hand.

Of course, the young man also expected such an answer, but he still tilted his head and narrowed his eyes in distress: "Really? That's really a pity, after all, a beauty like Miss is rare."

He took half a step back, picked up the hand stove on the ground, tilted his head to observe carefully, and found that the soft, light and warm fine cashmere surface had been soaked by the water from his hands, and it was also stained with dust when it was placed on the ground just now. It does not match the girl's slender white hands.

A handkerchief was suddenly handed in front of him, and the young man raised his kite-colored pupils to meet the girl's calm eyes when she looked over.

"Let's put it on, the hand stove is dirty."

"Thank you miss, miss is really gentle." The young man didn't refuse, but took it over with a happy look, and wrapped the stove.

"However, such a gentle lady will be hurt by men..." The young man muttered to himself, lowered his eyelids and shook his head, "It's true."

Donghua's eyelids twitched violently, she quickly took two steps back, and looked at him warily, her hand hidden under the cloak was already on the phone: "... who are you?"

"Huh? What?" The young man opened his eyes in confusion, as if he was at a loss for the girl's reaction, "Why did Miss say that?"

Dong Hua's expression remained unchanged, she still stared at him with her eyes fixed.

"It's really the first time I've seen Miss, she's not some kind of perverted stalker," as expected, but after a while, the false panic was removed from those iris-colored eyes, revealing a joke, and he took half a step forward with a smile on his face, The slender and slender fingers tapped her eyes, "It's the eyes, it's exactly the eyes of a girl after being hurt by a bad man."

It had been many days, but when mentioning these things, Dong Hua still felt a sharp pain in her heart reflexively. She closed her eyes to cover up the fragility that appeared unconsciously in her eyes, and then raised her chin a little bit as if trying to hide it, and looked at it. He looked pale and cold: "What's your name, sir?"

"Osamu Dazai," he smiled leisurely, "it's my name."

"Mr. Dazai," Donghua took out the wallet from the cloak neatly, and pulled out several ten thousand yuan bills in one breath as before, "Please go to the nearby shopping malls to buy some clothes, and then drink a bowl of hot soup, maybe it will be all right a little."

"..." Osamu Dazai looked at the wad of banknotes with lowered eyes, and innocently shrugged his shoulders for a while, "I'm not Miss's servant—but Miss is clearly in pain, right?"

As soon as he changed the subject, he suddenly bent down|| and stared at her closely. The man was tall, and he had to bend down with great effort to look at her.Osamu Dazai put his hands behind his back and looked directly into her eyes. To be honest, such a posture would always look greasy and contrived when done by an adult man, but on his body, there was surprisingly no discomfort.

The cool and clean wind blows the ends of their hair, and after the hand stove is gone, their fingertips quickly become icy cold. Donghua looks at the iris-colored eyes that are close at hand, and his mood is suddenly hooked by him easily, falling into the vortex of boundless memories inside.

"Miss, you haven't talked to anyone, right? The pain has been pressing in my heart, and it will slowly ferment and fester." Osamu Dazai's voice had an unknown magic power that seduces people. We won't meet again, so it's okay to tell me."

Dong Hua lowered her eyelids, and it took her a while to speak: "It's just a liar who made a lot of bad promises, and then left without saying a word."

——What did you say to marry her, stay with her forever, even go to Shimogamo Shrine to fulfill your vows, to see Mrs. Akashi...all have become bubbles that quietly exploded in the sun.

"Oh?" Osamu Dazai straightened up, stood next to her, raised his eyelashes and looked at the river surface rendered bright by the dusk, the cool wind lifted his bangs on his forehead, "That's really a rather excessive man—— Could it be that the money was stolen from the lady?"

But Donghua suddenly didn't hear his joke, her whole body seemed to sink into another unknown world, her eyes were soaked with great sadness, but there was a trance smile on the corner of her lips: "No, it just disappeared .”

"Disappeared?" Osamu Dazai repeated, raised half of his eyebrows meaningfully, "He died? Sounds like suicide."

"Who knows," Dong Hua watched as the withered black forest trees swayed in the cool wind, and the warm sunset quietly shone over, dyeing her eyelashes fluffy. , and will never come again.”

"Is there anything left?" Osamu Dazai put his hands into the pockets of the windbreaker, and he didn't seem to be bothered by the wet clothes on his body at all. "Relics, suicide notes and the like?"

"Relic, suicide note..." Dong Hua didn't want to correct his wording, but just murmured and repeated with her eyes blankly. She lowered her eyelashes, and her voice sounded like when she was lost in memories. After a while, she suddenly laughed, clearly looking Tears were about to fall in the next second, but the corners of his lips were bent and he laughed out loud.

"……Miss?"

"I'm sorry," Donghua closed her eyes, uncontrollable tears ran down her cheeks, white steam billowed in front of her mouth and nose, but her tone was quite brisk, "Probably in front of Mr. Dazai."

The unique sound of the car moving from far to near, Osamu Dazai glanced at her from a distance, turned his head and smiled at her: "Miss' driver is here."

Donghua woke up like a dream, gently wiped the tears on her face, and nodded to him: "Today, I am very grateful to Mr. Dazai for listening to my complaint."

Osamu Dazai waved his hand indifferently, then blinked his left eye at her: "If you forget him one day, you can find me to die in love at any time."

"I don't think that's going to happen."

I don't know whether it means "forget him" or "find him to die in love".

Donghua had regained her composure, and she put the money into his hand: "Please don't refuse, just express my gratitude—and, to be honest, I appreciate Mr. Dazai's approach."

"Oh?"

"Trying to commit suicide, aren't you?" Donghua pulled up the cap of her cloak. Under the gorgeous and quiet evening, the girl's face without joy or sorrow showed a bit of charm, "If you are not bound by the secular world, you can go freely Death is really a beautiful thing."

Osamu Dazai stared at her in a daze, suddenly took her left hand seriously, performed a gentleman's etiquette, and branded a kiss on the back of the girl's snow-white hand: "I take back my preface, don't say 'someday', it is better to choose another day." Hit the sun, just today, I once again solemnly request that the lady die with me!"

"Then I solemnly refuse again." Donghua retracted her left hand gracefully, and changed the diamond ring on her middle finger to her ring finger by the way. She turned around, and the cloak drew a smooth arc. "Then goodbye, Mr. Dazai."

Kyoto, Akashi's main residence.

"Seijuro," the unsmiling brown-haired man put down the knife and fork in his hand, and looked at the red-haired boy sitting at the other end across the long European-style dining table, "I heard that Miss Xiyuanji has recovered from her illness, you You go to visit every day, why don’t you tell me when you come back?”

Akashi Seijuro paused for a while, then raised his eyelashes, looked across the crystal glass bottle on the table, and met his father's calm gaze: "Sorry father, I forgot it because of my negligence."

"Well," Akashi Seishomi didn't care, he picked up the square towel beside him and wiped his fingers, "You two haven't been engaged for a long time, so you should go around more, but you must not lose your sense of proportion."

Akashi Seijuro nodded: "Yes, father."

Akashi Masomi quickly left on the grounds that "the company has something to do", leaving only the red-haired boy alone in the huge restaurant.He slowly put down the knife and fork, frowning and took out the mobile phone from his pocket, the mailbox was still blank.

He rubbed his forehead and sighed.

It is true that he visited Xiyuansi's house every day, but he had never seen her face.The girl's excuse every day is "I still feel sad when I see Akashi-san now, I want to calm down", and even when she fell asleep with a needle, the maids who took care of her were afraid that they would grow up after letting him in. When the young lady woke up suddenly, she always just politely turned him away.

So he sat in the living room on the third floor, watching wave after wave of family doctors in white coats coming and going to her room, but he could only feel anxious secretly.During the days when Donghua was most ill, she couldn't eat anything all day long, she only relied on nutritional injections, and she just took a small sip of the piles of supplements he brought, and then turned her head away, and the maid kept them intact. Bring it out.

Although she knew that she was only suffering from a high fever caused by too much shock, the picture of doctors coming and going in front of her mother's bed when she was young still uncontrollably overlapped with the scene in front of her.The feeling of powerlessness that he hated the most hit him, and in a trance, it was as if the scythe of death had been pulled out of his mother's body, ready to swing it mercilessly at the girl again.

The family doctor of the Xiyuan Temple family repeatedly assured him that it was just a high fever, but he was so worried that he called all the family doctors in his own family.He confirmed her situation with the maid over and over again every day, but he really didn't step into her room.

Fortunately, it got better in the end.

Knowing that her body temperature had finally returned to the normal range, Akashi Seijuro almost breathed a sigh of relief, the hanging boulder fell, and sent more supplements to Saienji's house that day.

When he walked out of the restaurant, a man in a black suit with a serious face had been waiting by the door, and he immediately greeted him: "Master."

When Akashi saw him, he nodded knowingly: "Miss Xiyuanji has gone home yet?"

"Yes, miss, I just drove around the street today." The man in the black suit took out a small kraft paper bag from his inner pocket, "and went for a walk by the river to save a man who committed suicide."

"The man who committed suicide? By the river?" Akashi frowned. "Did Miss get wet?"

"It's her driver," the man in the black suit poured out the photo from the paper bag, and presented it to him respectfully, "This is the man that Miss saved."

Akashi took it, and flipped through the photos that had just been printed out in his hand one by one.

The first few photos were just solo photos of Donghua. The quality of the photos was clear, and the girl's pale cheeks and thin figure were clearly visible in the wind. Cheek, voice soaked in pity: "You are so thin, I'm afraid you still haven't eaten the food you sent... Can't you eat it?"

The man in the black suit looked at his nose, his nose, and his heart, as if he had lost his hearing.

However, as the photo turned, Akashi's expression became more and more tense, until he saw the girl and the young man staring at each other very closely, and the man kissing the back of her hand, his eyes completely dimmed.

The slender and bright girl, the handsome and straight young man, behind them is still a beautiful and gentle dusk, coupled with the powerful image quality of Akashi's high-end camera, it looks like a poster of a literary movie.

Putting away the photos, he nodded to the man in the black suit with a sullen face: "You have worked hard today, go back, and remember, Miss Xiyuansi can't make a single mistake."

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