Are you Yokohama people like this?

Tong was also a little stunned. He marveled at the realism of this game more than once. Although the main storyline seemed to be bitten by a dog, the randomly triggered small events became more and more natural and smooth.

Before he could react and answer the little girl's words, the rose raised by the little girl was suddenly picked up by Zhong Yuan, who was beside him, and then he paid for it to the little flower seller without saying a word.

The little girl walked away bouncing away with the basket on her shoulders, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also lifted the flowers in front of Tong Ye very naturally, and said casually, "Take it."

The rose was almost hit on the tip of Tong Ye's nose, but he didn't sneeze because of it, because Tong also tried what Mr. Kunikida told him that there is no hay fever in the game. The authenticity of the news.

But obviously Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know that the boy in front of him who obviously had the ability to bloom was still suffering from hay fever, otherwise he wouldn't have put the flowers so close without hesitation.

Tong was also a little dazed, but still took it subconsciously. After walking two steps, he looked at the rose in his hand, and suddenly realized something that should not be ignored by him.

He looked suspiciously at the young man beside him, "Mr. Zhongyuan, shouldn't I attack you? How come you gave me flowers instead?"

"Is there a difference?" Zhong Yuanzhong said without caring.

"The difference is big, you will make me feel that I have no initiative and face!" Tong Ye frowned and said, and in the next second, he immediately transformed into a large handful of bright and red roses, and he was all over the place. It was piled in the arms of Chuya Zhongyuan.

Zhongyuan Zhong also hugged the rose and looked at the young man, "...you will be happy in this way?"

Tong Ye shook the single rose in his hand, and said briskly, "It's not bad."

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a little helpless, and when he was about to say something more, his gaze passed over Tong Ye and suddenly fell to a remote corner. He paused, and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab the boy who was still walking forward.

"This way." He whispered.

Tong also thought that he had changed his plan temporarily, so he followed him to another street obediently without asking much.

"Where are you going next?" Tong Ye asked.

"Next..." Zhong also paused, helped him by the shoulders to avoid a carriage approaching this way, changed positions with Tong Ye calmly, walked on the sidewalk and said: "Go ahead Come down and take a stroll."

Tong Ye looked at him in surprise when he heard this, "Are you really thinking about a solution?"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also said casually, "Of course, in fact, didn't you have a good time in the morning?"

"I'm happy, but why do I feel that Mr. Zhongyuan is not very happy..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "Not everyone can express their joy, anger, sorrow, and joy on their faces like you, you little brat who doesn't have the slightest bit of trouble."

Tong Ye: Thank you, I feel offended.

But this is still not enough, and Tong also feels that this so-called date is as plain as a glass of boiled water, which is not at all exciting.

"No, I have to give you some stimulation." Tong Ye had another idea, pulled Zhong Yuan Zhong and struggled to push him to the wall in the corner, and explained in his mouth:

"Mr. Nakahara, believe me, the method I asked Mr. Dazai to teach me before is very effective. In just a moment, I can lead you into the sweet and forbidden trap."

"What the hell did that guy teach you?!" Zhongyuan Zhong was also furious, his eyelids twitched wildly, and he pinched the young man who was trying to slam his wall with one hand, and narrowed his eyes dangerously:

"Asahina, you can only listen to me today, and forget about the teachings of that stinky fish."

Tong also glanced at the hair of the ochre-haired youth casually draped over his shoulders, and carefully hid the eagerness in his heart, "Really...won't you have a shot?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also had black lines all over his head, and he directly raised his hand and slapped the boy's forehead vigorously, "Hurry up and go back to school to learn Mandarin again after the game is out!"

Tong also cried out in pain: "Oh!"

The two continued to wander aimlessly on the street, and it wasn't long before Tong noticed that the people around him were absent-minded.

He observed quietly, his eyes swept over the corners where someone had inadvertently stayed for a few seconds. For a moment, Tong Ye silently touched his slightly aching forehead and stopped in his tracks.

"Change the place a little bit." He said suddenly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him, thought for a moment and nodded, agreeing.

However, as soon as he nodded, Tong Ye suddenly ran to a corner of the street, and two people were pulled out without any explanation.

Seeing Osamu Dazai with a calm face and Ryunosuke Akutagawa with a face of shame walking towards this side together under the push of the boy, Nakahara Nakahara suddenly felt very tired, and felt a little bit that it was so true.

...So, was his behavior of avoiding these two people just now a waste of effort after all?

The deadliest thing is nothing more than being ransacked by friendly forces.

Central Plains also conceded defeat.

"What's the point of hiding, let's go together, there are so many people." Tong Ye said, "It just so happened that I came up with a wonderful plan, and I feel that it will succeed this time."

"What wonderful case?" Nakahara asked.

Tong also put his index finger to his lips in an inscrutable manner, "You will know when you go."

Zhong looked away without any hope, his eyes were dead.

I don't expect anything else, I just hope that it can be read by a normal person. He feels that the current self has already put his expectations in the pit, and he should be able to make a good strategy.

A few people came to the outskirts in a carriage, and the carriage stopped in a secluded area. It was almost dusk now, and the warm orange color hit the ground. From a distance, it was warm everywhere.

Tong Ye got out of the carriage first, and Zhongye and others followed closely to get out of the carriage, but just as he poked his head out, he was stopped by an arm in front of him.

"You guys wait in the car first, I'll go get ready." After finishing speaking, he ran away in a hurry and disappeared without a trace.

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt suspicious, but sat back as promised.

He looked at Osamu Dazai who was sitting leisurely at the other end of the carriage, with a look of disgust on his face: "What are you doing here? Because you are alone, the carriage is almost crowded to death now."

Dazai Osamu smiled and said: "Oh? Isn't it because Chuuya has gained weight recently? It's over [-] years old, and it's time for Chuuya to pay attention to personal maintenance, otherwise he will stand up in front of his subordinates in the future. It’s not ugly to have a beer belly.”

"Boss and management drink red wine! Red wine!!"

"Leaving this aside, I've been paying attention to it since just now..." Osamu Dazai suddenly shifted his gaze to Ryunosuke Akutagawa who was sitting on the side with his eyelids slightly closed and said nothing.

"Akutagawa-kun, are you asleep?"

Sensing Mr. Dazai's call, Ryunosuke Akutagawa woke up suddenly, "Is there no...!"

Osamu Dazai showed a faint expression, and said lightly, "The people in Mafia are really screwed up, how dare they relax their vigilance outside."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke bowed his head in shame, clenched his fists.

Zhong Yuan also interjected in a cold voice: "The people from Mafia are not yet in the turn of the people from Butei to make irresponsible remarks."

Osamu Dazai smiled, said nothing more, turned around and gently lifted the curtain of the car to look outside, and Nakahara Nakaya rested his chin to look at the scenery boredly, wondering why the kid hadn't come back yet.

There was a moment of silence in the small carriage, and a small beam of bright afterglow slanted/into the carriage through the half-lifted curtain.After a long time, Osamu Dazai, who was sitting in the afterglow and quietly staring at the scene outside the carriage, seemed to be muttering to himself, and suddenly said:

"It always feels a little familiar."

Zhongyuan Zhong also lazily raised his eyelids to look at him, "Who looks familiar?"

The curtains of the carriage were lowered slowly, and the light in the carriage gradually dimmed. Osamu Dazai leaned back in his seat and looked at Chuya Nakahara opposite him, pondered for a moment, and asked suddenly:

"Chuya, when you first met Asahina-kun, was that sentence just a simple question?"

Zhong Yuanzhong raised his eyebrows slightly, "Which sentence?"

"'Did I see you somewhere'."

"What else can it be!"

Osamu Dazai smiled politely, "After all, you are a person like Chuya, it is difficult for me to tell whether you are using the old-fashioned way to strike up a conversation with others."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stomped on him brutally, "Is this the image of labor and capital in your heart!"

Furthermore, if it wasn't for the strange feeling at the beginning, how could Zhong Yuanzhong have allowed an underage kid to climb on his head over and over again? Mafia's cadres don't have such a good temper.

I have long felt that Osamu Dazai has an unusual attitude towards this brat, but now it seems that there are indeed some other problems.

Zhong Yuanzhong also asked in a cold tone: "But why are you asking this? Don't tell me that you also feel this way."

Osamu Dazai looked at him in surprise, tapped his fist on the palm of his hand, and said with a bright smile: "Chuya always feels particularly accurate in such meaningless places. What is this called? The little dwarf's unique first Six senses?"

He ignored the red-haired young man who was roaring again, and nodded his chin thoughtfully, with a troubled expression on his face:

"But having said that, it's really uncomfortable. This feeling is like a hazy feeling that I have forgotten something, but I can clearly remember every corner of the disgusting memory of these years. Where is it? Only the Asahina-kun who I have seen before will have this familiarity... Could it be that I am too eager to commit suicide by using Asahina-kun's supernatural power, so that I have hallucinations?!"

"Didn't I see it, Senior Tong Ye."

Osamu Dazai gave a sudden pause, and Chuya Nakahara was also taken aback suddenly. The two of them looked at Ryunosuke Akutagawa who said this, and raised their eyebrows in a tacit understanding.

Zhong Yuanzhong also said hesitantly: "Are you awake, Akutagawa?"

Osamu Dazai captured another point, "Tongya...Senior?"

The black-haired, bandaged young man looked at Akutagawa Ryunosuke silently, but found that he seemed to have just realized what he said, and his expression suddenly became very strange and complicated.

Akutagawa frowned and helped Fu Fu's forehead, "No...I made a mistake. Maybe it's because I didn't get a good rest last night. Please don't worry about it."

Osamu Dazai was speechless, and tapped his fingertips on his knees. At this moment, a vigorous shout suddenly came from outside the carriage.

Yes Tong is back.

Tong also couldn't hide his excitement and pulled Zhongyuan Zhongya out of the carriage. Zhongyuan Zhongye still had doubts in his heart, but at this moment when he saw the excited boy whose cheeks were still slightly pink from the afterglow, He couldn't help but pause, and then smiled helplessly, with a naturalness in his movements that he didn't realize, reached out and picked off the grass leaves from his hair.

"Where did you go to get ready, why did you get so dirty?"

Tong also had a mysterious expression on his face, and he pulled him into the grass that was almost as tall as a person. Zhongyuan Zhong didn't have time to stop him, so he could only bite the bullet and follow behind him, wondering what the hell this kid was up to.

The two stopped at the edge of the grass, only one step away from this green world, but Tong Ye let go of his hand at this moment, and ran out first, leaving the young man alone.

Zhongyuan Zhong also pulled the grass leaves mixed with his hair with a black face, and confirmed once again that the boy came into the game specially to tease him. At least Zhongyuan has never been so embarrassed even when performing dangerous tasks over the years. .

A young man's crisp voice came from a distance, and Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head in response to his voice, pushed aside the obstacles in front of him and walked out of the grass.

In an instant, a dazzling golden ocean broke into his eyes involuntarily.

In the endless fields, a large area of ​​thriving sunflowers reflects a warmer color than the sun under the warm sun.

There was a wave of waves in the sea of ​​sunflowers, and a black-haired boy slowly emerged from it. He held three or two huge sunflowers in his arms, and stood in front of the sea of ​​flowers with a smile on his face. The youth waved happily.

Tong also quickly ran towards Zhongyuan Zhongye, stopped in front of him and picked up a sunflower in his arms at him.

There seemed to be billions of stars in the bright and clear eyes of the young man. He spoke with anticipation, as if he was trying to please someone, and asked cautiously:

"Mr. Zhongyuan, do you look good?"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also softened his expression inadvertently, and replied in a low voice: "Ah, it's beautiful."

"Then have you seen enough?"

Chuya: "...?"

Tong Ye had a look of excitement and excitement: "After seeing it, let's eat melon seeds!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The young man watched silently as he took out a gigantic sunflower from his bosom. Unlike other bright sunflowers, this one in front of him was already very mature, and the most obvious feature was that the golden petals around it had almost withered. He's an out-and-out bald man.

"I've been searching for a long time to find so few that I can barely eat. Come on, try it while it's fresh."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

The person in front of him didn't respond for a long time, and Tong Ye looked up at him with some doubts while holding the sunflower.He hesitated and asked: "Mr. Zhongyuan...don't you like to eat this?"

Zhong Yuan's eyes were dead, and he didn't want to speak.

Tong also sipped his lips, and continued his efforts without getting discouraged: "It's okay, I can grab two more, and I will definitely find a fuller one next time, you wait for me!"

After all, it disappeared into the sea of ​​sunflowers like a gust of wind.

Zhongyuan, who stayed where he was, finally raised his hand slowly, as if he felt a sense of powerlessness and helplessness surging up from the depths of his soul, and also as if he was ruthlessly kicked before he was about to rush to the finish line. With a heavy heart, he covered the upper half of his face and stabilized his slightly shaking figure.

Be strong, he will definitely be able to survive, there will be no difficulty in this world that he cannot overcome...!

Zhong Yuan Zhong also secretly comforted himself here, suddenly two people appeared behind him.

Osamu Dazai exclaimed slightly, and slowly walked to Chuya Nakahara, "The ocean of sunflowers is really spectacular."

He turned his head to look at the person beside him, and said with a hint of teasing, "How about it, Miss Chuya, do you feel like you've been captured?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the teasing in his words, snorted coldly and said nothing.Osamu Dazai didn't care, instead he sighed from the side:

"Asahina-kun really took great pains in order to win. The sea of ​​sunflowers in April must have spent a lot of effort in such a short period of time."

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the words and his heart was suddenly touched. He completely forgot that it is still in April. It turned out that the sunflower sea in front of him was not built in the game, but was created by the little devil with his supernatural powers. !

The expression of the red-haired young man became complicated in an instant, and an inexplicable itchiness rose up in his throat. He couldn't help frowning and raised his hands to cover his lips and coughed lightly.

Vaguely, it seemed that something frivolous fell into his palm, and Zhong Yuanzhong's expression changed, and a trace of embarrassment and some other emotions inexplicably flashed across his heart.

He folded his palms calmly and put his hands behind his back. Just as he was about to say something, the next second, he heard Osamu Dazai beside him suddenly shouting passionately to the sea of ​​sunflowers:

"Asahina-kun—Chuya just hid the petals he spit out—!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

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chuya: Recently, more and more cuties have left me messages asking how to cook mackerel to make it more delicious. In response to the requests of these cuties, today I will demonstrate the detailed method of 'braised mackerel' for you, please Everyone remember to type the words 'this fish is really fragrant' on the public screen.

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution:

Even if you eat this flower, I won’t give you 16 bottles;

6 bottles of Mickey Dipper;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Ps:

I don't know half a thread of cooking skills, so I checked the recipe of mackerel on the Internet :)

But having said that, Nihong people don’t seem to eat melon seeds very much, but it doesn’t matter, I love to eat, and my son must also love to eat:D