Hong Kong and black wage earners

After returning to the apartment, Takigawa Qingxian took the yukata and prepared to wash it first, but Dazai offered to wash it together, saying that it would save time and water bills.

"Why are you so clingy?" Qing Xian took off the blindfold, but she didn't refuse. After all, it is true to save water bills, not to mention that everyone is male, so there is nothing unusual about it.

"Maybe I thought it would be interesting for two people."

Dazai found a reason that sounded very strange, but in Qing Xian's ears, it became: it's interesting for two people to take a bath.

Then... can he find a chance to take a bath with Chuya?

It should be fun.

But he couldn't imagine himself sitting in the same bathtub with Zhongye at all. Sure enough, he still thought too easily. If he sat in a pool of water with Zhongye, wouldn't he be polluting the other party's environment?

So Qing Xian dispelled this temporary thought as early as possible, and the thought dissipated in her mind with a "boo" like a bubble.

After putting the hot water at about the same temperature, Qingxian soaked in the bathtub first, raised his hand to slap the water on his face, and turned his head to look at Dazai who was dawdling. After seeing this side, he raised his head.

"What are you waiting for? If you want to step in with a bandage on, I'll kick you out." He didn't want to be with the bandage.

"Hmm - it looks like it has to be removed." Dazai blinked his eyes when he heard this, then the corners of his mouth curled up, and he lowered his head to undo the bandages wrapped around his arms.

As the bandage was removed, the sickly pale skin that had not been exposed to the sun for a long time was revealed, and it was not smooth and flawless. From the wrist to the upper arm, there were traces of obsessive-compulsive disorder with uniform length and spacing.

There are old scars that have healed but are pale white, and new scars that are still clotted with blood.

Dazai continued to dismantle the other arm, doing the same thing, and then the bandage connecting the neck to the chest, the strangle marks on the neck that gradually faded, and the bruises and scars on the torso, all nakedly showing Qingxian this A body that is dilapidated inside and out.

"It's really all seen now. Although it's unsightly, Qingxian still has to be responsible to me."

"..." How much do you want others to be responsible for you?

Anyway, in fact, both of them were wearing bath towels and didn't really look at each other. Qing Xian looked noncommittally at the bamboo pole-like person sitting opposite him, hugging his knees and looking cute.

Eyebrows raised with thoughts, Qingxian put one arm on the edge of the bathtub, raised his chin towards Dazai, "I see that you get along well with Oda Saku recently, and you haven't always jumped into the river, actually You still want to live."

Every time he faced killing intent, although his eyes were full of desire and hope for death, there was still an imperceptible emotion—sadness.

Qing Xian once aimed a gun at Dazai's eyebrows, and after seeing the expectant but sad eyes of the other party as if he was asking for help, he felt that this person was very strange, and he didn't want to continue to look at such conflicting eyes, so he asked him to close his eyes, by the way Give people a blow.

Of course, a series of subsequent incidents told him that no matter what kind of threats he made would be ineffective against people like Dazai, he would only get more and more insatiable, just like the current situation.

"Ah, it's true that I haven't committed suicide for a long time. To be honest, I kind of miss the gentle and suffocating feeling of being immersed in the lake~" Osamu Dazai fiddled with the water surface with one hand, causing circles of ripples, and then watched the ripples spread from himself Go to Qingxian.

Qingxian looked at his slightly childish behavior, and said lightly: "So it is suicide addiction? And drowning will only be painful, why do you feel gentle?"

Dazai raised his eyes, his eyes filled with unknown emotions, he shook his head to retort, his deep and gentle voice seemed more ethereal in the airtight and damp bathroom.

"No, drowning is the most romantic and gentle way of death in my opinion—"

"..." I still can't understand the psychology of suicide lovers. Is the way of death important?

"Hey, Qing Xian, do you want to feel it?" Dazai Osamu suddenly leaned forward, his tone became light and cheerful.

"Huh? I'm not interested—"

Before he could finish speaking, Dazai pressed his shoulders and pushed him under the surface of the water. Because he was unprepared, his head was submerged in the water at once, his eyes were subconsciously closed tightly, and a mouthful of bathtub water was caught off guard.

The hot water in the bathtub, which was already full, was continuously overflowed by such violent actions, and the black-haired boy then threw himself into the water, causing more splashes.

Qingxian's hand on the side of the bathtub wanted to use his strength to sit up, but because of the water, it accidentally slipped, and his back hit the bottom of the bathtub with some dull pain, but what the back of his head touched was not the hard wall of the bathtub.

He was holding his breath, his body was affected by the buoyancy and it was inconvenient to move. He tried to open his eyes in the water. The first thing he saw was the iris eyes floating in the soft black hair, which radiated from his hazy vision. Translucent light.

This kite eye was constantly approaching him, and then he felt a soft touch on his lips.

The sense of suffocation climbed up little by little, and in a trance, under the water where even the sound became blurred, Qing Xian seemed to be able to hear the drum-like sound close to her ears——

bang bang...

bang bang...

I don't know if it belongs to him or another person's heartbeat, or if the heartbeats of two people overlap, but Qingxian came back to her senses, and there was a strange warm touch on her lips all the time, only then did she realize what's going on now.

"Wow--" The surface of the water stirred up splashes, and Dazai was kicked back to the opposite side by him.

Qingxian emerged from the water, his wet white hair stuck to his reddish cheeks, the water flowed from his cheeks to his chin, he first spit out the water in his mouth out of the bathtub, his expression didn't look angry, It's just that his eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and he seems to be confused.

"What were you doing just now?"

Dazai pointed to his own lips, with an expression of knowingly asking, "Kiss, I think this Qingxian probably doesn't know."

Why is the attitude so natural?Is it common for two men to kiss?Qingxian thought that there was something wrong with her.

"Didn't Qingxian feel that it was very suitable to do this just now? And you didn't stop it immediately, it doesn't seem to be annoying."

"..." I don't think so. As for why he didn't act immediately, it might be because he wanted to listen to that voice for a while.

Takigawa Qingxian's eyes fell on the water in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "By the way, don't you find it disgusting to do this in the bath water?" He really wanted to brush his teeth and rinse his mouth right now.

"No, I didn't drink it after all."

"..." Change to a bigger lake next time, so you can drink until you are full.

"How? Have you ever felt the beauty of suffocation underwater?"

"Not at all. Leaving aside the fact that my first kissing partner was a man, my mouth is full of the smell of bath water now. It can be said to be a very bad experience." After finishing speaking, Qingxian got up wrapped in a bath towel , walked to the sink, rinsed his mouth and brushed his teeth, which took away the strange feeling in his mouth, but could not take away the soft touch on his lips.

Dazai lay on the side of the bathtub and said, "Actually, the kiss just now was also my first kiss, but I feel pretty good."

"..." What kind of strange speech is this?

No matter how Qingxian thinks about it, she feels that two people's mouth touching shouldn't be so casual. It really is that Dazai's thoughts are too frivolous, and he feels that he and anyone can do it like just now.

As a sensible and more mature person, Qingxian thinks it is necessary to correct Dazai's thinking.

"Dazai, a man who is in love will end badly, and this kind of thing can only be done in a certain relationship, you are too casual."

"Oh? What specific relationship?" Dazai tilted his head, and continued, "Is it a dating relationship? A couple relationship? Or a relationship like ours that can't be described?"

"..." Aren't you asking knowingly?You got the first two answers right, but what about the last one?

—Aren’t I still unclear about the relationship between us?

"Ah... so you were actually committing the following crime just now, do you know?" Qingxian said while changing into a clean bathrobe.

Dazai blinked in a daze, then rolled his eyes and smiled deeper, "I'm going to make a mistake~ It sounds good~ Even if I make a mistake, Qing Xian won't be angry at all."

Takigawa Qingxian looked at the still stubborn person and shook his head, "Your thinking is still too immature, when will you grow up?"

"But Qing Xian is the same, she's still younger than me, so she doesn't have the right to say anything about me."

However, the white-haired boy just glanced at him, sighed slightly, and turned to leave.

"..." Actually, what do you want to say?Why did you take one look at him and sigh before you could speak?Is it really okay for such a young man to be old-fashioned?

Dazai groaned in his heart and looked back, straightened his legs in the bathtub, and slowly tilted his head back, allowing the water to flow over his mouth.

The pair of water-red eyes staring at him underwater were playing back in his mind, and he didn't know why he moved his head towards him at that time.

Want to confirm?

And then... what's the answer?

It's so strange, there is no answer, only the sound of bang bang, and the feeling of gradually heating up——

Is he sick?

Suffered from a strange disease that wanted to take away all the attention of the other party.

……

When Dazai came out of the bathroom, he saw Ao Xian sitting on the edge of the bed with his wet hair covered, so he pressed the dry towel he was using on the other's head helplessly.

"Hey, this shouldn't count as 'offending the next'?" Dazai went around behind Qingxian, brushing someone's hair with downcast eyes.

"No, it's called filial piety. I'm very pleased that you can be so sensible." Qing Xian raised her head slightly and gave him an appreciative look.

"..."

Dazai held a handful of half-dried white hair in his hand, compared the length, and felt that it was already a length that could be tied up.

"Does Qingxian plan to tie up her hair? It's already reaching her shoulders, so it will make her more energetic."

"But it's very troublesome."

"Then how about I help you?"

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