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

There was guilt in her eyes when she said the words of refusal, but such refusal words with the meaning of dissecting the heart sounded more like murmurs of love. !" Even Dazai's expression softened unconsciously, showing a childish smile on his face.

This time even little Dazai was hit.

"Ah, I'm really a little bit envious of the future me."

Little Dazai looked at the dark red light in her dove-colored right eye, "But how can you be sure that I will stop? Mozhi, when I found out about my feelings, I couldn't turn back."

"You love the future Dazai but why are you so cruel to me now?"

The calmer the tone, the more the suppressed emotions can be revealed. Mo Zhi, whose ending sound trembled a little, softened his heart.

It's all my fault...

"So please don't go."

Little Dazai took her hand and rubbed it next to his cheek. The breath around him seemed to drag him into the abyss, and the only thing he grabbed at the critical moment was her hand.

Don't leave me alone.

"Well~ As expected of me, I can always accurately touch Mo Zhijiang's heart." Behind him, Dazai suddenly laughed and pulled Mo Zhi back behind him involuntarily, so that he and "myself" looked at each other. "Fortunately, Mo Zhi is stubborn enough to love me, otherwise I might really be persuaded by you~"

"We are together now. In the future, the relationship between you and Mo Zhijiang will only be deeper than it is now. Maybe—"

Little Dazai's tone revealed a bit of laughter and mockery, "We are now an aboveboard husband and wife relationship, and the two of them have already died in love in the tomb of marriage."

Precision strike.

Little Dazai almost didn't say it - the coward who rejected Mo Zhi's unsolicited marriage proposal, what reason do you have to stop her from running towards a better future?

"Ha, that's a very confident speech~" Dazai responded, "But who made Mo Zhi love me. We are the same but different like a green apple and a ripe apple. Although they are both apples, they are already two kinds due to the difference in time. Fruit."

He paused and continued with a slightly sweet tone: "All I rely on is that Mo knows that she loves me and is willing to accept my filthy, dark, heavy, sticky love. The swamp can't be pulled ashore and she's willing to jump down and struggle with me—"

"Of course, I'm not telling you this to dissuade you, but to make you realize that she can tolerate even scum like us, even if we save the world eight hundred times, we won't be so lucky to meet her now. I'm even a little thankful to this hollow world to be with her."

"During the time she disappeared, I was almost... not already crazy. If I didn't still have the idea of ​​finding her, I would have jumped off the [-]th floor of the Hong Kong Hei building. So I won't let go. And You can't keep her."

Dazai showed a delicate and earnest expression of an elder looking at a junior, "And just as Mo Zhi said, this is not fair to Mo Zhi. For the 16-year-old cute little Mo Zhichan, she has self-care when she is not aware of it." The expectation is imposed on her... oh~ Even if I think about it for a moment, I can't help but feel sad and want to cry!"

He exaggeratedly waved his hands like an opera singer expressing his emotions with his body, and there was a little crystal tear in the corner of his eyes.

Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy.

"..."

Silence is Yokohama tonight.

Even the wind tactfully restrained its voice, and the waves undulated gently, as if timidly poking its head to watch the scene.

Little Dazai looked at the focal length of Dazai's pupils but did not focus on him and remained silent.

Dazai looked at his calm look with a half-smile, but only Mo Zhi felt his nervousness——

The specific manifestation is that he is holding her hand more and more tightly, but he just controlled it at the critical point of holding her painfully.Suppressing his own desires for fear of hurting her, his hand seemed to become a tight ring tightly wrapped around her hand.

The incomparably determined Dazai is really contradictory.

Mo Zhi broke the silence, "I'm actually going to say goodbye to you today, Dazai-san."

"I've already found a way to go back. Today, I'm celebrating your birthday, and there's also a meaning of saying goodbye."

"I'm sorry that my kindness to you made you fall in love with me, but my original intention was not to let you fall in love with me early so that I can accept marriage proposals in the future..."

She inadvertently glanced at Dazai, and almost in the blink of an eye, Dazai showed a pitiful expression of a cat being scolded.

"I just want to embrace you now. It would be best if I could give you a little more strength to support you to continue when you are alone and confused. The best thing is to let Dazai learn to love yourself a little bit, even a little bit. .”

She suddenly moved closer to little Dazai, lifted his forehead hair under his astonished and puzzled eyes, and kissed him softly and firmly.

"Sorry if you want to ask for compensation, I will give it to you in the future."

This is a kiss that doesn't ask for its destination, a kiss that is so clean that it doesn't mix any impurities.If you insist on meaning, it is probably similar to wanting to give the other party warmth and strength. This kind of light is not dazzling, but it makes him want to cry for no reason.

"Wow!!! Damn it! I want Mo Zhichan to kiss my forehead too!" Dazai, who witnessed everything behind him, looked like a bulging puffer fish. "Not only the forehead! Cheeks, lips, ears! And give I undo the bandages! Collarbone and—”

"Okay, okay, stop!" Mo Zhi hurriedly stopped him, "If you continue talking, it's not what little Dazai should hear!"

Little Dazai smiled sweetly.

Mo Zhi seemed to have seen something, signaled to Dazai, and walked away, leaving room for them.

Well, actually, it was too suffocating to be caught between the two of them, so she came out to catch her breath.

"Then, as the future, let me give you some advice—" Dazai dragged out the end of the sound as if to be mysterious.

"You can use yourself instead of using her."

"Well, I see." Little Dazai nodded slightly, "To be honest, I'm very surprised why she would take a fancy to us."

"I'm weird too."

Dazai turned his eyes away and stared at the slender figure walking here with his shoes on, "That's why I love her twice as much before she realizes it. It's better to wait until she realizes that no one will love her more than me." she."

His calm and casual tone is completely different from his usual eloquent love words, which almost makes people feel that he is holding out his heart.

This heart is ugly, filthy, bloody, sticky, stained with dust and black mud, and has no warm temperature. It's so bad, its flaws can't be counted, but its only good thing is to love you.

"It's hard to believe that I love someone so much, but if it's Mo Zhi, she can choose to love me or not, and she can only love her more."

Completely defeated.

Little Dazai took the shoes that Mo Zhi handed him. Even at this time, she is still so gentle and gentle that people like him can't bear to criticize her.

How can I blame her one iota?He couldn't even complain that she was too gentle.

He kissed her hand one last time in the dark night.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

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Everyone seems to feel that the Shura field is not very intense. In fact, I also want to write a fierce Shura field, but after thinking about the characters of Dazai and Mo Zhi, this Shura field cannot be so intense.It is impossible for me to write a domineering president Dazai, and the blackening of the little wolf dog is not suitable for his style of martial arts, which is not Dazai.

He is an overly clever kid so he also understands that he cannot calculate "self".So the key to winning this lawsuit is still in the hands of judge Mo Zhi.

This Shura field is doomed to have no gunpowder on the bright side, but there is an undercurrent surging underneath, just like the surface of a brewing tsunami. Two similar ocean currents surround Mo Zhi at the same time. There is no violent tearing, and even a faint temperature, like two identical waves. Cute children are holding your clothes corners from left to right while looking up at you expectantly, and you can only choose to take one of them out to play, how will you choose?

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