[Wen Ye] After the failed marriage proposal, I passed through

Dazai has been a little different these two days.

He didn't pretend to be coquettish with his orchid fingers, he didn't discuss how to die in love with enthusiasm, and he didn't clamor to eat crab meat for three meals a day——

too weird.

Mo Zhi was thinking while steaming the crab.

Today is Dazai's birthday, originally I wanted to indulge him in eating crab meat for a day, but this guy actually refused!

This is even more unbelievable than the gold in Yokohama in June!It happened? !

Dazai prepared breakfast because he rarely overslept.If it's normal, it's fine, but if it's Dazai's birthday...

Mo Zhi thought seriously, did Osamu Dazai suffer some blow?

Or... what else do you want to do...

Thinking back to the extremely presumptuous day of celebrating his birthday last year, the two of them ate watermelon, and she "feeded" the sweetest piece into his mouth, and the juice slipped down his throat. It was hard to tell whether the watermelon was sweeter or the other's lips and teeth were sweeter .

Even though the air conditioner was on, there was still a fire on her body, and the bandages were untied little by little. She refused to use this blindfold and kissed his scar.

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The gift for him hidden in his pocket was casually thrown on the sofa, from the living room to the bedroom to the bathtub, this man was sticky and coquettish and said let him be a little bit willful, I love you the most, while getting more and more ruthless, Feeling dizzy like heatstroke, but extremely real and reassuring. The sweet fragrance of roses in full bloom permeated the air in the closed room without a ray of sunlight.

And the year before last, the year before last...

Forget the past.

This year is a little different, isn't it?

She lifted the lid of the pot and poked the crabs. She wanted to see if the crabs were cooked, but the smell of fishy smell made her want to vomit.

He spat it out in the bathroom, rinsed his mouth with cold water, Mo Zhi looked at himself in the mirror with red eyes, and silently banned Dazai's crabs for a month deep in his heart.

When this guy comes back, this will be his last crab feast.

What is missing... what... I always feel that something is missing.

Mo Zhi tapped his head, hey!I remembered!Forget about presents!

My memory has deteriorated during this time~

Thinking of this, Mo Zhi turned the fire to the minimum, which was close to keeping warm.He took off his apron, combed his hair, and went out——

I'll be back in two hours, so it shouldn't be a problem.

(By the way, you forgot to bring money, hey!)

Even if it's only two hours, he can't be perfunctory. Mo Zhi, who is serious about choosing gifts, has a serious face, but he can't help but think of no one.

Ahhh!Why would I forget? !If I thought about it earlier, I wouldn't be in such a hurry now.

I touched my pocket, yes, I didn't bring my wallet with me, and my phone was in my bag.

For the first time, the frustrated Mo Zhi had the idea of ​​going to the hospital.

Because of her nightingale's blood, she almost never went to the hospital, but she can't rely too much on her abilities... In case...

Forget it, forget it, forget it, she shook her head lightly, maybe it’s just a cold~ don’t think too much~

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It seems that there is no gift for him...

Then make it up tonight and say that you are his gift!

But... such a perfunctory feeling...

After the relationship, there are gifts every year, but this year there is no... The lover will be sad...

With a sigh, Mo Zhi was ready to accept the "price" he paid for forgetting to give his lover a birthday present.

Speaking of which... Dazai is going home from get off work too.

Mo Zhi, who was walking home, was thinking about how to make up for his lover, how to make him happy under the premise that his waist is unbroken...

Sure enough, I still can't think of it...

Halfway there, there was an explosion.

"Cough cough cough..." Although Mo Zhi avoided the explosion range in time, he was still choked up and squatted in the corner feeling a little bit emotional. Everything was really inappropriate today.

An ordinary explosion, at least to Mo Zhi, is considered ordinary.The people from the newspaper office strapped bombs to their bodies, and they may have chosen this place on a whim.She was only considered to be affected by his suicide just now, because the flow of people was not too much, so the casualties were no more than five.

Ahhhhhh, can't you think about a way to commit suicide that is full of vigor and doesn't cause trouble to others?

Cursing like this, Mo Zhi patted the ashes on his body and prepared to stand up——

Danger! !! !!

The subconscious tension of the body, dormant ready to go, reacted faster than the brain clamoring for warning, and the keen awareness of the murderous aura made her realize that this was not an ordinary explosion, such as the □□□ staring at her now At least not on a whim.

She quietly touched her wooden warehouse, and at the same time, her blood coagulated a sleeve arrow to block the speed of the bullet, trying to kill the sniper with a wooden warehouse.

My accuracy has been praised by the master, do you want to try it?

"boom!--"

The moment the sound of the wooden warehouse sounded, Mo Zhi also threw out his sleeve arrow, and pulled the trigger in the direction of the sniper——

Eh?What about bullets?

The sniper who was still lying on his stomach just now disappeared...

There was another sound from the wooden warehouse, and Mo Zhi, who was extremely sensitive to sound, could tell that it was the sound of the wooden warehouse in hand.

what happened?

"Mo Zhi--"

A... Dazai emerged from behind the bushes?

The sand-colored windbreaker was curved by the running owner, and the emerald around his neck gleamed gently in the sun, and he was caught off guard——

In his arms.

"What's wrong?" Mo Zhi hugged him subconsciously.

"Did you get hurt anywhere?" Although his face was serious, Mo Zhi could see his rare panic, "I'm sorry! It's all me... Let's go to the hospital for a checkup!"

"Huh?" Mo Zhi was a little puzzled, "I'm not injured? And even if I am injured, I don't need to go to the hospital..."

"This is different..." Dazai took her hand, "Listen to me..."

He is a little nervous now, and his face is still a little red.

Mo Zhi couldn't help chuckling, "Tell me, what are you hiding from me?"

"You're pregnant...ah, I mean it's possible, maybe...you're pregnant..."

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"So your father knew about it earlier than my mother..."

Mo Zhi, who was holding the B-ultrasound sheet, was still dazed, with an expression of disbelief.

Then there is a reasonable explanation for all his abnormalities in the past two days.

But...it's obviously an experimental product...with a physique...how could it be possible to have a child...

If there is a problem with the child...

The panic of the novice mother distressed her.

Mr. Dazai, who had already experienced this kind of panic in advance, kissed her on the forehead and told her not to worry.

After all, he is a mature and stable husband. Now that he has become a father, he must give her more sense of security——

It's amazing...Have I become a person who can give others a sense of security now?

Dazai glanced at Mo Zhi who was still dizzy in front of him, the corners of his eyes and brows were not consciously soft, which made him reveal a bit of Odasaku's reliable temperament.

"It seems that Mo Zhijiang and I's plan to die for love will be put on hold for a long time~"

Mo Zhi's reflex arc reminded her of another thing, "So you discovered it two days ago...why didn't you tell me then?"

"Because... I can't believe it... I have a child who is connected by blood~ After all, it is the first time for me to try this kind of difficulty in the role of educating children's father."

"By the way, tell Mr. Dazai, Miss Mozhi forgot to buy a present for today's birthday."

"Wow, don't I have any gifts this year... Could it be that Mo Zhichan doesn't love me anymore——"

Dazai beep~

"Pfft—don't make trouble," Mo Zhi, who was sitting on the chair, stretched out his hand to Dazai who was squatting in front of him, "The gift is me and the child, are you satisfied?"

"Although I expected it a long time ago - it seems that I said something similar to last year's gift?" He caressed the small, beating little life, and something hit his heart in an instant, in response to the beat of his heart— —

"This is really the most precious gift in the world."