The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

The sun was pale and cold, and everything around seemed to freeze, only dust particles floating in the air, shivering slightly.

After the young man in front of him said that sentence, he didn't speak any more. The light cast a light golden circle on his body, which was hazy and distant, and suffocatingly beautiful.

And at this moment, I suddenly became sober as never before.

I thought again of the two cats I had raised in my previous life.

A cold and arrogant white cat, and a beautiful and charming raccoon cat.

The white cat was brought back from my neighbor’s house by myself. It is born with a bad temper and does its own way. The raccoon cat was picked up from outside later. It is very good at acting like a baby and loves to seduce you to hug it.

Two cats with diametrically opposite personalities always fight behind their backs, but on the surface they will act nonchalantly. For this reason, I am often secretly happy and think they are cute.

Until one day, very suddenly, an earthquake occurred in the town.

The dilapidated old house groaned frighteningly in the violent shaking, and my grandma called my name anxiously downstairs, telling me to go down quickly.

The world seems to be collapsing. Human beings are so insignificant and powerless in front of nature. In my panic, I have no time to think about anything. I snatched the white cat at the door and fled desperately until I was dragged by my grandma to the crowded place. In the small square, I just came back from the blankness and remembered that there was a raccoon at home.

"Grandma, little raccoon is still at home!"

When the earthquake stopped briefly, I wanted to go back to rescue Lihua, but my grandma stopped me desperately.

"Is life more important than the cat? An earthquake doesn't just go away once, what if it shakes again when you go upstairs!"

The old man's withered and thin hands were trembling, and his usual unhurried voice changed in fear: "Your parents are only your child, and I am your granddaughter. Do you want our lives?"

Seeing that I was frightened by her performance, grandma slowed down her tone: "It's okay, Taotao is not afraid, cats have nine lives, and the building over there hasn't collapsed, so it can definitely hide well."

Cats have nine lives, and the old building did not collapse. After everything was over, I found a silent lihua in the gap between the cabinet and the wall.

I took its favorite chicken breast and tried to pull it out, but it took a bite on my hand.

From that day on, Lihua, who used to be the most coquettish and would yell at me, never approached me proactively.

One fine night, it bit through the screen window, quietly left the house, and never came back.

I searched many places, but couldn't find any trace of it. I thought it might be something wrong.Until one day, I saw that familiar little figure under the tree on the side of the road. I called it's name, let it go home with me, but it just glanced at me from a distance, then turned and ran away.

That is, the moment Lihua turned and left, I suddenly understood that, in fact, it knew everything.

Some things, no matter how you excuse yourself, can’t change the fact, just like I prefer the white cat I raised with my own hands, just like I can’t forget Gojo Satoru.

Like, at this moment, I found that I didn't even have the strength to refute what Osamu Dazai said.

"I'm sorry, Dazai-kun."

I really don't know what else to say other than to apologize.

Wrong time, hasty and reckless start, all excuses are pale - Dazai is right, I still like Gojo Satoru very much, I like it very much.

That big white-haired boy was a scorching flame that almost burned me to ashes. When I left the High School of Conjuration with my bag on my back, I even felt that I would never fall in love with anyone else again.

It would be fine if there is no file reading, if there is no accident of amnesia, I will have a full 12 years to forget the feelings in my heart, and I will start with Dazai with a better and more mature self, but it is a pity , In this world, there has never been an if.

"I'm really sorry, Dazai-kun."

I took a deep breath, met those deep and beautiful kite-colored eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's because of me, I'm really too bad right now..."

"As for Dazai-kun's wish, I agree."

***

On a cold sunny morning, Osamu Dazai and I parted ways.

Started hastily and ended abruptly, this relationship is like a night-blooming epiphyllum, which just blooms and withers quietly and silently when morning comes.

The things about Dazai at home are basically my additions, the toothbrush cups placed together, the cat slippers with similar patterns, the pillowcases and sheets of the same style and different colors... When I was packing things, I suddenly realized that our lives have long been inseparable.

My heart felt like a big stone was pressing on me, and every time I picked up something, I felt more uncomfortable, so that when the young man was about to stand up with the packed suitcase, I couldn't help but hold his hand, the circles around my eyes Promising red.

I didn't speak, I just pulled him stubbornly, unwilling to let go.

It wasn't until the moment of real parting came that I realized slowly that this person with a gentle smile and beautiful iris eyes was really about to leave.

From now on, no one will light a lamp for me on a cold spring night, stand at the door of the house, and say "Welcome home" with a smile; no one will help me heat the milk before going to bed, and make dark dishes for me .

He said that we will still be friends in the future, and you can come to the Armed Detective Agency to find him at any time if you have difficulties or dangers.But how could it be the same!Just like that raccoon dog, after leaving, it will never come back. Yokohama is so big, and the world of people with supernatural powers is so far away. After he left, I would never see him again.

From now on, I'm the only one left.

The surrounding area was very quiet, and my vision was blurred. In a trance, I heard Dazai sigh softly.

I was hugged into a hug with a familiar atmosphere, the young man patted me on the back, and his tone returned to his usual tolerance: "Tao Jiang has to grow up, long enough to see her heart clearly, and understand what she really wants. what's life like."

In my ear, the clear and pleasant voice was gentle and comfortable, I felt my forehead was kissed, and then I heard him say: "At that time, if Taojiang still doesn't want me, come to me. "

"……Really?"

The moment I understood the other person's words, I raised my head and looked at him with wide eyes.

"of course it's true."

Warm fingertips gently brushed the corners of my eyes, Dazai blinked at me, and said helplessly, "So Tao-chan, don't cry."

"That's a deal, you can't go back on your word."

I said seriously.

"Okay, no regrets."

The opponent nodded.

A promise full of tenderness also lit up my hesitant heart.

At this time, I firmly believed that I could slowly deal with the past relationship with Gojo Satoru, and then I would have the opportunity to reunite with Dazai.

It's a pity that the gears of fate always have so many mistakes.

Just when Dazai left and I was gradually returning to normal life, on a sweltering night, I met a young man with blue hair and strange seams on his face in a restaurant.