The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

It was a kiss that was gentle but full of domineering meaning.

Just like Dazai Osamu, who always looks calm and unhurried, but hides a lot of indifferent and even crazy things under his gentle and elegant skin. I have never explored his past and those past events that I can’t participate in. Then At this moment, he suffered a loss because of this negligence.

This person really understands the trick of using softness to overcome strength.The strength of holding me is not loose or tight, just enough to make me unable to struggle easily and not arouse resentment.

The back of the neck was lifted up, the young man's kiss was unexpectedly deep this time, his breath was filled with the special cold fragrance of the other party's body, and as the heat in the room tossed, it was so rich that it almost gave the illusion of suffocation.

It wasn't until I felt that I was about to be out of breath that he unhurriedly let go of the restraint, stood up straight, and looked at me deeply with a pair of beautiful iris eyes.

"Hey, has Taojiang ever seen a stray dog?"

The young man in front of him was obviously smiling, but there was no smile in those eyes: "That kind of wild dog* that lives in the depths of the ditch, runs around aimlessly, and is covered in mud."

"... seen."

I was confused by what was in the eyes of the other party, and it took me a long time to understand what he said.

Stray dogs, in layman's terms, are stray dogs. No matter in the previous life or in the current world, this kind of creature is never uncommon in the shade of the city.

"Wild dogs, they will bite their heads until they bleed for a piece of bread, and they will swallow what they get in the first place just to avoid being snatched away. They are wary of any strangers who approach, and they will not Being close to other people, even if they are of the same kind, no matter how vicious they look on the surface, it cannot conceal that they are a coward inside."

The young man's warm fingertips rubbed my side face, the drooping eye corners had a thrilling taste, his voice was so beautiful, and the words behind him were almost breathless.

He said softly, "Sometimes, I really want to swallow the peach jam."

"Uh, but that's impossible," I don't know why, my back suddenly felt a little chilly, I started to think about it with my recently rusty little brain, and tried to reason with the other party, "Because I am a person , not bread."

"Yeah, so it's really distressing."

Dazai showed a somewhat childish expression, he poked my cheek lightly with his fingertips, and complained in a low voice: "Why does Taojiang always draw a line with the people around her? Even with our relationship, relying on Will I still make Tao Jam feel uneasy?"

"not like this."

I didn't avoid the fingers on my face, and patiently explained to the other party: "It's because of my own personality. Some people may think that these are no big deal, or even a manifestation of intimacy with each other... But if you put all your life on In others, it makes me feel that two people are not equal."

"Even in this dangerous world, without my protection, could Taojiang die at any time?"

The movement of the fingertips stopped at some point, and Dazai looked at me with an incomprehensible emotion in his kite-colored eyes.

"Yes, if you are afraid of death, then life itself will lose its due color. I am very grateful to Dazai-kun and Gojo-kun for their help. In the future, if you need me, I am willing to stand up at any time. For this reason Do your best..."

I took a deep breath, thinking and phrasing, trying to express my thoughts completely: "I don't know if Dazai-kun can understand, for me, it is very, very terrible to be forgotten by the world alive, but for death itself On the contrary, I feel that it is actually not that terrible.”

"Is that so?"

The morning sun outside the window came in through the glass, and the young man's eyes were deep and beautiful. He nodded, suddenly smiled at me, and then asked each word in an extremely gentle tone: "So, has Taojiang ever thought about it? Is his death a terrible thing for other people?"

After the voice fell, the words full of words froze abruptly, and I froze there.

"Taojiang always has a lot of ideas that sound positive and make people unable to pick out mistakes, so independent and so strong, but, I want to say that Taojiang is actually a very selfish and arrogant person—even if the words are beautiful , can't cover up your defensive heart that doesn't believe me and is afraid of being hurt by me."

The tone of the person in front of me is so gentle, and the words he uttered are so sharp. His smile is obviously beautiful, and it is the appearance that has moved my heart countless times, but I just know that he is not happy at this moment.

"Hey, does Taojiang really like me?"

Unknowingly, the distance between us was getting closer and closer, and I was forced to cling to the door panel again until the other party got infinitely close and breathed and heard each other.

"How much do you like it?"

The fingertips brushed lightly on the chin, and the slightly cool lips were printed on the corners of my lips.

The sun seemed to turn pale, and I heard a clear and pleasant voice, with strands of heavy sand, saying, "Do you like Gojo Satoru as much as you do?"

Needle drop can be heard, and silence grows like crazy in this space.

In the quiet room, under those penetrating kite-colored pupils, I seemed to have been stripped of all my camouflage, caught off guard, shivering and exposed to the air, it was so cold, but I had nowhere to hide.

"Since I still like him very much, why did Taojiang come back to me?"

The tenderness and thoughtfulness of the past, like a dreamy bubble, finally dissipated, the color of the young kite-colored eyes continued to deepen, and the coolness in the voice passed by my heart.

He didn't stop there, but chose to continue talking, as if he wanted to pour out all the things in his heart, and he was not willing to stop until the scar was exposed to blood: "Is it because of a ridiculous sense of responsibility? Because our period is not over The bondage of the relationship? Because of guilt?"

"No, that's not the case, Dazai-kun, I..."

There was a sudden throbbing pain in my heart, I couldn't help but hold the hand next to my cheek, and wanted to say something, but my words were blocked by the softness pressed against it.

The next moment, a tingling pain came from the lips that were touching, and I gasped.

It hurt so much, it was so hot, I pushed him away with a conditioned reflex.

The wound was obviously swollen, and I tried to touch it, only to find that it was bleeding.

God, is this person a dog?

Under my unbelievable and aggrieved gaze, the young man stood still calmly, then looked at me, and slowly licked off the bright red liquid from his lips.

His light-colored lips were dyed a bright color. Under the sun, he looked like a seductive siren, showing me an incomparably beautiful smile.

He said, "Taojiang, let's break up."