Are you Yokohama people like this?

When I fully woke up from the dream, it was already close to the early morning of the second day.

But in just a few hours, the feeling of a dream within a dream made Tong Ye feel like a lifetime away.

In the silent room, Saiki Kusuo sat on the chair in front of the desk and looked at someone on the bed who curled himself tightly under the quilt, without making a sound.

It's normal to have this kind of reaction, after all, he completely recalled the past overnight, and all kinds of truths are irresistible coming to him. Right now, his reaction to this point is much calmer than Qi Mu's guess.

Qi Mu thought that there would be such a day. As early as the moment Tong Ye's ability awakened, he vaguely realized that one day the truth would be announced to the public.

Although at the beginning, in order to prevent Tong Ye from recalling the past again, he deliberately suspended the time of the two of them in the world line for five years, just to prevent Tong Ye from hovering around Tong Ye and interacting with him in the past. People who get involved too deeply will have intersections with Tong Ye again.

But unfortunately, maybe as early as that point in time, Tong also stepped on the carriage bound for Yokohama, and everything began to return to the right track quietly and reintegrate into one.

"What are you going to do next?" Qi Mu asked suddenly.

There was a slight sound of cloth rubbing in the dark bedroom, and the quilt curled up in a ball moved a few times, and a small head with messy hair slowly came out from under it.

In the dark night, the boy's pitch-black eyes were unusually clear, and with a distance of less than one meter, the two people's eyes collided.

Qi Mu stared at him for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Do you regret it?"

If I had known this earlier, it would be better not to restore my memory, so that I would not have to add so many troubles in vain.

"No." Tong also shook his head and denied, "I don't regret it."

It's not that he regrets, it's just that the suddenness of the incident caught him off guard.

After all, it is inevitable that one would 'worship' the scene of one's own death at such a close distance, and then follow a long line of intertwined interpersonal relationships.

Tong also gathered the quilt on his body, thinking about those things endlessly, obviously there should be a lot of questions to ask, but now he is in a mess, and he doesn't know where to start asking for a while.

Seeing him like this, Saiki Kusuo understood.It was late now, and when he was about to get up and leave, Tong Ye suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a moment!"

Qi Mu turned to look at him.

"I have a question. Now that I have recovered my memory, what about Dazai Chuya and the others? Will they recover their memory too?"

Among thousands of thoughts, Tong Ye finally grasped the most important one.

What happened in the past is actually not important, the important thing is that now he has taken a life for nothing with Qi Mu's strength, and it is still a good life compared with the previous life, what kind of attitude he will adopt in the future is the key.

"You can recover your memory so quickly because I tried to save your memory in the first place."

In fact, if it wasn't for the coincidence that the game rewards fell into Tong Ye's hands, and the man named Mei Lin talked too much about Tong Ye, he would definitely not be able to take the initiative to return the memory to Tong Ye.

"It's up to them whether they will recover their memory or not."

But if even those people regained their memories, wouldn't everything he did... be in vain?

... No, at the very least, the problem of the ability that threatened Tong Ye's life should have been resolved, but other than that, it seems that everything is still back to the original point.

Qi Mu lowered his eyes, the emotions in his eyes were hard to see clearly.

"Do you want them to restore their memory?" he asked.

"Yes I do."

Qi Mu silently clenched his hands.

"It's not bad if even they recover their memory. More importantly, I can let them know that I'm still alive and kicking now!"

Qi Mu turned his head slightly in silence, and said in a low voice: "If you just want them to know that you are living a good life now, then it is better to maintain the status quo, after all, they know you now, not you in Mafia in the past .”

Tong Ye paused slightly when he heard the words, and thought about it carefully, it seems that this is indeed the case.

Although the other party 'doesn't know' him now, he came here like this before he recovered his memory, and there seems to be no inconvenience.

However, maybe it was because the last scene seen through Saiki's perspective was too bleak, Chuuya hugged him tightly as if trying to strangle him, and Dazai's eyes looking into the sky were too hollow, so that He couldn't help but want to say something to the two people at that time:

He is still alive.

But maybe for the two of them today, it may be a better choice to bury this memory deeply in their hearts, and let everything be buried in the soil without being known.

Tong also rubbed his chin on the soft quilt, with a somewhat relieved tone, as if speaking to himself, he said softly: "You are right."

Qi Mu didn't say anything when he heard the words, but just looked away silently.

When Qi Mu was about to leave, Tong Ye suddenly pulled back the quilt and landed on the ground barefoot.

Feeling that his left hand seemed to be wrapped in a piece of warmth and softness, Saiki Kusuo paused slightly, and could not help turning his head to look at the person behind him who suddenly made this behavior.

The night wind was gentle, slightly blowing the curtain by the window, and the faint moonlight shone/entered through the gap, illuminating the floor at the two's feet.

"Thank you." Qi Mu heard the boy say behind him.

The boy's soft black hair was softly attached to the side of his face, and his eyes were as bright and clear as if they were filled with spring water, staring at him intently and softly.

"...Thank you for what?"

"Of course, thank you for your great kindness and your life-saving grace."

Qi Mu didn't speak, just looked back at him quietly.

Seeing this, Tong Ye couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly and said, "Why this expression, those who don't know think I'm bullying you."

Qi Mu touched his face, still expressionless: "What expression do I have?"

Tong also said casually: "A look that is about to cry."

"..." Qi Mu, "It's a lie."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the boy in front of him widen his eyes with some dissatisfaction and doubt, but immediately pulled the corner of his lower lip slightly as if thinking of something, and nodded helplessly with an expression of "what are you talking about?" .

"Qi Mu, I recovered my memory, are you unhappy?"

When Qi Mu heard this person suddenly asked, his expression couldn't help but move slightly, and his tone seemed to be indifferent: "...it's nothing."

Tong Ye shook his head, "It's not nothing, you're just unhappy. We grew up together, so I can guess how thoughtful it is."

Qi Mu: "..."

Tong also sighed softly, let go of Qi Mu's left hand, and put his hands on his shoulders one left and one right.

He looked at the person in front of him with a serious expression, as if he was brewing, and said for a long time: "Qimu, you are very powerful. Whether it is teleportation or time regression, any ability you possess is unmatched by ordinary people. Now I Being able to stand here like this, get rid of the threat of supernatural powers, and live in such an environment is an opportunity given to you."

"The happiest thing about recovering my memory is that you don't have to bear the memory of the past alone, but what are you afraid of? No matter whether I restore the memory or Chuya and the others restore the memory, nothing will change of."

In the past 16 years, his life as "Asahi Natoya" has been deeply rooted in his bones. His family, school, and partners have already shaped him invisibly. With these hands, he picked up the miso soup made by Jing Ge himself, and picked it up. I used Brother Qi Zhi to water the garden's watering can, and I hugged the young and well-behaved Mi, but the only thing that was never stained with blood was a pair of unshackled hands.

"Everything you do will not be in vain, and my existence proves this."

Qi Mu stared at Tong Ye with deep eyes, and his eyes seemed to be surging with emotion. After a long time, he returned to tranquility.

"Are you happy now?" he asked.

The boy's eyes were clear, and in the next second, he immediately raised a smile without haze at him:

"Of course!"

……

He never felt that it was a burden to bear the memory of that past alone. On the contrary, he especially cherished the time when he met this person.

And what still makes him feel lucky today is that when he went back to the past and took Tong Ye, who was only five years old, from that man, he left a note with the word 'Tong Ye' and placed it in the At the door of Asahina's house, he witnessed the people inside the door carrying him back.

Looking at the young man's bright smile, a string that had been tense in his heart for a long time finally gradually eased, Qi Mu moved the lower corner of his mouth slightly, and closed his eyes lightly for a long time.

——I am also very happy to be able to grow up with you again.

Soon after, the coffee shop that was indiscriminately destroyed due to the conflict between the three parties was completed. After a month of suspension, Tong also went back to work again.

There is not much time left for him to reminisce about the past. Rather, apart from having more memories of the previous life in his mind, other than that, life seems to be not much different from before.

Today, Tong is still worrying about what kind of posture he should take to borrow homework from his fading friend to copy.

"Tong Yejun, the president said that after you finish work today, he would like to invite you upstairs to talk about something."

While Tong Ye was wiping the cup, Atsushi Nakajima, who came to the coffee shop after work to take a break, brought these words.

Tong also glanced at him, and asked casually, "What's the matter?"

"Not sure, it should be about game rewards." Atsushi Nakajima shook his head, his short silver hair flicking in the air.

Speaking of this game reward, Tong also confessed to the Armed Detective Agency not long ago.

Of course, he only said that the game rewards were specially left to him by his late father, and did not mention anything else.

In the previous life, the so-called game rewards did not exist at all, but they were just bait to invite you into the urn. They were also forced by the situation at that time, so they stepped on this big trap by coincidence, and were pitted by Tong Ye's father. It couldn't be worse.

But according to Qi Mu, in this life, in order to take Tong Ye away in advance when he went back to the past, he told Tong Ye's father everything from the beginning, perhaps because of some kind of guilt and regret, this life is really called Tong Ye. Dad made the current game, and handed it to Qi Mu early on, so that the current matter came into being.

When he first heard about this, Tong Ye was actually very puzzled. If he had this ability, and he also knew that he would die due to the loss of control of his ability in the near future, why didn't he take precautions or take measures to save himself?

But just like drinking his own saliva can't quench his thirst, that person's abilities can't save himself either. Although he has created countless games with the purpose of killing, there is only one game full of blessings.

After hearing about the origin of the game, Wu Zhen's office fell into silence for a long time. Perhaps it was unexpected that things could be such a coincidence. No wonder the game rewards automatically entered Tong Ye's body as soon as they appeared. After all, this is what his father left for him. One's own child's things are also a kind of relic to some extent.

However, this has made it quite difficult for this formal and just office to run. Although it was sent into the game without knowing it at the beginning, the purpose was to get rewards, but now that the truth is known, even Tong is willing to give up the rewards. , They really didn't dare to accept it anymore.

Therefore, after thinking for a long time, the result is to return the property to its original owner.

However, although Wu Zhen won't use his brains about rewards, it's still unknown where the old thief Mori Owai is.

Right now, half a month has passed since the last experience of being forcibly abducted after school. Although everything is calm now, everyone still dare not take it lightly.

Atsushi Nakajima changed the subject and suddenly asked, "Have you thought about how to deal with that game reward?"

Tong also groaned for a moment, turned his back and put the clean cup back into the cabinet, "... I have some ideas."

Atsushi Nakajima was surprised when he heard the words: "Huh? Does Tong Ye-kun have any wishes to come true? Or do you have something you want?"

After all, a reward that can fulfill anything makes one wonder what kind of wish this person will use it to make.

Atsushi Nakajima looked at the person with his back to this side, seeing him standing quietly in front of the cabinet without answering for a long time, he couldn't help urging: "Tong Yejun?"

"Where's Mr. Dazai?" Tong Ye suddenly asked out of context.

Nakajima Atsushi replied subconsciously: "I don't know, I don't know where he went."

After a pause, he seemed to think of something, "Ah, no... He seemed to say that he was going to visit someone this morning, and he stayed in front of the flower shop for a while, but walked away without buying anything."

"The expression looks a bit serious, but it doesn't look like he's going to talk to a girl..." He muttered to himself.

Tong Ye's subordinates couldn't help tightening up, and repeated in a low voice: "...Visiting someone?"

"Yeah, but what are you asking this for? Is there something urgent?"

"..." An urgent matter...it's not really an urgent matter, after all, it's been so many years, and it's not too late now.

But only the point of "visiting a person" made Tong also a little concerned. He seemed to have heard this sentence somewhere. It was not long before he met the Dazai in this life. The deep iris-colored eyes stared at him, while sending out a meaningful invitation to himself.

"..."

It turned out that he actually... had already begun to recover his memory.

"Tong Ye-kun?" Atsushi Nakajima looked at the boy in surprise who suddenly started to take off his uniform and walked towards the lounge. He stood up with surprise on his face and asked, "What happened, why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

"Sorry, help me tell the president that I may not be able to go today."

While Tong Ye was talking, he had already walked to the lounge and began to change his private server, and the voice came from afar, "Oh, yes, the store manager is out shopping, and he will be back in 5 minutes, please help me ask him for a leave, Just say I'm in a hurry, I'm really sorry!"

"Wait, wait a minute?! Where are you going in such a hurry??" Nakajima paused for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "You want to find Mr. Dazai? Did Mr. Dazai do anything to you again?"

Tong also put on his clothes and didn't turn his head back, "I didn't do anything, I just missed him."

Atsushi Nakajima choked suddenly, and the expression on his face instantly became indescribable.

"Tong Ye-kun... If Mr. Dazai really did something, I will apologize to you on his behalf, and I will buy it for you as a coincidence, so why don't you just try to let him go this time...?"

He watched the black-haired boy who had put back on his private clothes slowly come out, but there was a little dissatisfaction on his face.

"What are you doing? Am I a devil? I just want to have a close relationship with Mr. Dazai. Why do you look at me like that!"

Exchange feelings...

Usually avoiding Mr. Dazai is like hiding from snakes and scorpions. Every time you face the superior, it will make you hurt and everyone will hurt, or you will be killed. !

"Tong Ye-kun..." Atsushi Nakajima called out, and when he was about to say something more, a pair of gentle hands climbed onto his cheeks in a second.

He froze for a moment, the unspoken words trembled into strange notes in an instant, and his whole body stiffened, "...w-what's wrong?"

The handsome face of the black-haired boy stopped not far away, and Atsushi Nakajima's good eyesight could almost clearly see the slightly invisible light-colored fluff on his skin.

Tong Yejun today... is really weird!

"Dun Jun." Tong Ye suddenly called out.

"Yes…!"

"You are so pretty."

"It's... eh??"

Atsushi Nakajima stared blankly at the young man who was close at hand, who was confused by the unexpected praise, but in the next second, the young man in front of him suddenly smiled brightly at him, and that smile contained warmth. The sudden rush towards Atsushi Nakajima made Atsushi's face turn red slightly.

"You are... what happened suddenly," Nakajima Atsushi was a little ashamed to look directly at the other party, and his eyes flickered around for a while, "Why is it so strange today?"

"Nothing, I just want to take a closer look at you."

Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help coughing, and said in a concealed way: "Is there anything interesting, it's not that I haven't seen it... There is still so much time in the future, and one day you will get tired of watching it."

He couldn't help but glanced at Tong Ye, and said vigilantly like a small animal: "You don't have something to hide from me, do you?"

Tong Ye was still smiling, and stretched out his hand to tug at his elegant belt, "As expected of our famous detective Dun Dun, I'm going to leave you alone now, and turn around and fall into the arms of another man, are you happy? High no Happy?"

"..." So Mr. Dazai couldn't pass this threshold today, right?

He looked at the back that was fading away, endured it, and finally shouted before the boy disappeared completely:

"Tong Yejun——! Remember to send me a message when you get home!"

The back image in the distance froze for a moment, waved his hand without turning his head, and then completely disappeared from the field of vision.

Tong also found out the contact information of Osamu Dazai from the mobile phone. Compared with the time wasted on whether he should contact the other party immediately, it didn't take long to find Osamu Dazai.

He stood in the distance with his mobile phone and looked at the young man sitting next to the tombstone. The shade of the tree was mottled, and the sunlight quietly spread a warmth on the man's face. In the gentle breeze, the man slowly opened his eyes , turned his head to this side.

Tong also saw a smile in those eyes.

After a moment of silence, he stepped forward first, put a bunch of flowers in his hand in front of the tombstone, and gently touched the cold stone tablet.

"When did you remember?"

"I don't think about it, I just have a vague feeling like this, and occasionally dream about something."

This is enough. For someone like Osamu Dazai, "having a feeling" is equivalent to touching the truth.

Tong also opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but closed his mouth again after a long time.

Osamu Dazai supported the stone tablet and stood up, patted the hem of his clothes and said casually, "You want to ask?"

Tong also paused and nodded.

"He is also in the same situation, but after all, he is a slug, and his brain is relatively dead. It may take a while for him to fully accept the truth, but..." He stretched his waist lazily, and said lightly: "I guess It's coming soon."

"But having said that," Osamu Dazai suddenly turned his gaze to the dazed man squatting in front of the tombstone, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "You didn't come to me just to visit the grave, did you?"

He lowered his eyebrows and stared at the people on the grass. The young man raised his head slightly, his clear eyes seemed to be without any haze, and he looked straight at him without dodging.

Looking at it, Osamu Dazai suddenly couldn't help but let out a soft sigh, and also bent down and squatted down, resting his chin and softly said:

"Sure enough, you have changed, Tong Ye."

"I haven't changed."

"No, you've changed. Tong Tong in the past didn't look at people like this. The environment really changes a person completely. Now you are exuding a breath of life from the inside out, which is different from before. That you are very different."

Tong couldn't help raising his eyebrows, but for a moment, he smiled calmly: "Is it not good?"

Osamu Dazai also lowered his eyes, "Of course, the current Tong also won't be as grumpy as before, hitting people at every turn."

"After all, I can't beat you now."

Tong Ye sneered, paused, his smile faded, and after a moment of silence, he reached out and took out something from his bosom.

"this is for you."

Osamu Dazai glanced down, but didn't take it right away—it was the light cluster rewarded by the game.

"What can you do for me?" Osamu Dazai asked softly.

"I don't need this anymore, you are the one who needs it most now." Tong Ye paused for a few seconds, then looked up at him, "Use this to go back in time and save Odazuku."

"...Why don't you go?"

"Of course I can go, but that would be meaningless. Dazai, although I never asked you why in the last life, do you really think I don't know why you left the organization after Odasaku died? "

To be precise, in his last life, for some reason, he never thought deeply about the reason why Osamu Dazai left, but this time it is different. After pulling out/extracting his personal emotions from that memory, he can find out when he looks back again. Lots of things I never noticed.

He once regarded Odasaku as someone who wanted to repay, just because that person was the first to reach out to him and give him warmth when he was experiencing pain and helplessness when he was young, so after the death of that person For a period of time, as Chuya said, he felt that there was no difference between living and not living, which led to the bleak situation afterwards.

For Osamu Dazai, Oda Saku is a symbol of the existence of a lighthouse in the dark.

Now that he has struggled ashore from the quagmire, Dazai still seems to be staying on the edge of the quagmire, danger is always by his side, he is not the one who can pull out all the dark and twisted things in his heart, and the one who tore off the clown mask is also It's not him, the real ending depends on Dazai's own choice.

Tong also said: "If you don't want to go, I won't force you. I will save him anyway. The only difference is whether you choose to be a bystander or a member of the authorities."

Osamu Dazai laughed, "Tong has become eloquent, do you think the aggressive method will be useful to me?"

Tong also smiled, but his mouth was merciless, "For cowards who never dare to take a step outside, I don't think any method will work."

He shook the warm glow in his hands, and raised his eyebrows provocatively, "How about it, have you figured it out, dear Mr. Dazai?"