My BE is all over the world

The people on both sides seem to have no intention of letting go, and they are indeed much higher than Kazama Yu.At this moment, Kazama Yu's head was pressed into Ji Guoyuan's arms and he couldn't see what happened above, and because of this, he missed the eye contact between Ji Guoyuan and Dazai Osamu.

Neither of them had any intention of backing down, and the movement of grabbing Kazama Yu was not only heavy, but also seemed to be pulling.

In the end, it was himself who rescued Kazama Yu.

He turned the wrist held by Osamu Dazai and pulled it out of Osamu Dazai's clenched palm little by little in another irresistible gesture. After Osamu Dazai withdrew his gaze from Ji Guoyuan's, he turned to his. He didn't stop when he was in action.

Osamu Dazai apparently unexpectedly did not continue to stop him.

He just lowered his eyes and watched the hand break away from his palm, and the last thing left was only slightly tainted with the coolness of the cold night.

Osamu Dazai is a coward, a very strange coward.

He can grab Kazama Yu in front of others, but he can't move to catch Kazama Yu when Kazama Yu chooses to leave by himself.This is also what he did when he saw Osamu Dazai next to Nakahara Nakaya before. It wasn't that Yu Kazama gave him a choice and helped him make a choice before letting him leave.

But Osamu Dazai clearly knew that the answer to the choice he gave was - Yu Kazama did not choose him.

Alright alright.Thinking this way in his heart, Osamu Dazai, who was so messed up that he was in a mess, chose to retreat into the shadow that the streetlights couldn't shine, shrugged slightly, and let you go this time.

But to be honest, Kazama Yu had no choice.Because the hand he withdrew from Dazai Osamu supported Ji Guoyuan's arms, and his hands supported his body to break away from Ji Guoyuan's tightly hugged hands, and he still had time to reason. I have some messy hair.

Ji Guoyuan was not too surprised, but obediently withdrew his hand and stood quietly behind him, his sharp eyes still fell on Osamu Dazai with a guarded attitude.

Kazama Yu took a breath, and retracted his hands to stick to the sides of his body, using this method to relieve the overheated body temperature in the palms of the two people when they were captured.

He looked at Osamu Dazai, then Ji Guoyuan, and finally made a decision: "This Saturday, I can take a rest in the afternoon at the book cafe."

This sentence was obviously said to Osamu Dazai, and of course it was not for the purpose of becoming a so-called teacher.Instead, he was going to talk to Osamu Dazai about some things he guessed.

Then, he patted Ji Guoyuan on the shoulder: "Let's go, drop by, let's go home together."

Kazama Yu's ability to smooth feathers was very smooth, and Dazai Osamu's slightly bleak appearance was reactivated by being allowed to approach this answer, and Ji Kunien was obviously coaxed by the word "go home together" so that he withdrew his fangs.

So Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and glanced at Ji Guoyuan, then turned around and put his hands in his pockets, turned and left.Ji Guoyuan, who was left behind, quietly and obediently followed behind Kazama Yu.

The way back to the hotel is not very long, but there is still a distance.Otherwise, Kazama Yu would not choose to part with Osamu Dazai here.

At this moment, Ji Guoyuan, who was behind Feng Jianyu, was obviously different from the others. He didn't choose to speak, but felt satisfied just quietly following him.

Just like those past years years ago.But this time it is no longer the distance between life and death that stands between them.

Ji Guoyuan didn't know why he acted like this, and he didn't even know what the flame that was brewing in his heart was.Living for such a long time obviously brought him more peace of mind, and many people said that he became more and more like a god.

His divinity has become too strong, coupled with his life that is no longer bound by the years, the members of the Ghost Killing Squad have obviously recognized him as a real "God".

But he is still human after all, full of emotions and desires, and obsessions in his heart.

Ji Guoyuan hated his own black horn and weirdly still kept its existence, but he didn't choose to expose it.

He left the symbol of the ghost only because of one thing - Kazama Yu once kissed the black horn.

Jiguo Yansheng once thought about what would happen if Kazama Yu was still alive in the days to come. Obviously, the most basic story is that Jiguo Yuanyi will still be promoted to the altar, but in his bones he must It was still the child who was with Kazama Yu back then.

Kazama Yu lowered his head and counted his steps as he walked forward little by little, occasionally looking up at the stars in the sky.

He once gave Ji Guoyuan something beyond common sense, such as a kiss.

The kiss after being drunk obviously came very suddenly, but no one resisted it, it was as soft and light as in a dream, and after waking up from the dream, it fell into the present reality, completely shattered.

When he had long hair in the past, he would always play with the waterfall-like black hair falling down in Ji Guoyuan's hands, and Ji Guoyuan liked to play with it.When I first got acquainted with it when I was a child, I even liked to sleep with Kazama Yu's little black hair, as if holding it could make him feel at ease.

But time goes by and they change.

Before stepping into the door at the last corner, Kazama Yu stopped. He turned his head to look at Ji Guo Yuan Yi, but he leaned against the wall.

Ji Guoyuanyi originally kept his head down and walked forward, but when he saw the shaky figure in front of him stop, he stopped with him, and fell behind him, quietly standing two steps around him outside.

His intuition told him that the thing Kazama Yu untied to speak was clearly not something that could be easily ignored.

And indeed, the guesses of the Son of God are rarely wrong.

Kazama Yu's gaze was drawn back from the starlight and the moon all over the sky, as if because of looking at it for too long, the stars were all contained in his eyes, and the shining ones were more beautiful than the galaxy in the sky.

Ji Guoyuan felt more and more that he was very similar to his Kazama Yu.

But he didn't dare to be sure, because he was afraid of being disappointed.

For so many years, Gui Wu Tsuji Wu Mi has been evading his pursuit, and because of his and Ji Guo Yan Sheng's hands, Qing Bi An Hua also thought of countless ways to attack them.

Among them was the fake Kazama Yu.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan knew that the other party was a fake, but the remaining warmth still allowed him to stay by his side for a long time.

Until——the other party opened his mouth during the hug, and the exposed sharp fangs touched his neck directly. The warm neck with human body temperature is the most vulnerable place, while the evil ghost's cold The fangs are pressing on it.

The evil ghost laughed and taunted and wanted to bite down to end the god and bring about his downfall.

But the sun wheel knife that pierced through the heart from the front of the body was horribly hot, the sting of pain and despair, and the feeling of death again made the evil ghost almost growl and howl.

He lost his strength and wanted to fall from Ji Guoyuan's arms, but Ji Guoyuan grabbed his jaw and put it into his arms, looking deeply at that face.

It is impossible for anyone to copy that person.When Ji Guoyuan thought about it, he was different from the person he remembered, at least his smile would not be like this, and his eyes were always as warm as the scorching sun.

That is something a ghost who has abandoned himself can never have.The delusion of using ghosts to play Kazama Yu is doomed to failure, because how can that kind of thing that lives in the dirty night be able to compete with Lieyang?

Why would Ji Guoyuan admit they were wrong?

But now, the person with such a similar face and a pair of bright eyes stood in front of him.

The lips that he had kissed before opened and closed with the throbbing lips of his youth: "Jiguo Yuanyi, I don't really like the way you look at me."

Ji Guoyuan didn't realize what the other party said for a while, and he came back to his senses after a long pause: "...what?"

Kazama Yu saw that he was looking at him very seriously, and his words were also very serious: "You are indeed always looking at me, but your eyes are filled with...another person."

He asked too directly, and the ball that came straight into Ji Guoyuan's arms made him startled, and he even wondered if he was so obvious?

"……Feel sorry."

Feng Jianyu didn't know whether it was Ji Guoyuan who was so easy to bully in front of him, or whether he was so easy to bully after all these years.He eventually swallowed the harsher words in his stomach and replaced them with softer ones.

"Needless to say I'm sorry, but I believe that old man doesn't want you to see others as his?"

"..."

Ji Guoyuan's eyes darkened: "He is unique."

Even though he said that, his eyes were darkly fixed on Feng Jianyu all the time.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan considered his words, he kicked back the ball that was more straightforward than Feng Jianyu: "But I think you are him."

Kazama Feather: ...

Kazama Feather: ………

You can really talk.

Kazama Yu: "I've only lived for more than 20 years, so I can't be your old friend."

……

Perhaps it was because Dazai was chasing him at night that his mind was not so clear, Kazama Yu knew it was bad as soon as he uttered this sentence, he once again wished to cover his head and go back to punch himself.

Sure enough, Ji Guoyuan on the other side slightly lit up his eyes: "... But I never said that my old friend lived a long time."

Even though Kazama Yu punched himself several times in his heart, he still forcibly suppressed his expression on his face, frowning and pretending to be serious: "I asked Zhu Shi about you. I know you are alive A long time, and I literally only lived 23 years."

is it?

Ji Guoyuan did not speak, he retracted Kazama Yu's words into his heart and interpreted them, and finally fell silent.

And Kazama Yu also opened his mouth in the calm atmosphere and wanted to say something, but closed it again.In the end, he still chose to continue to end all the topics, and walked towards his home.

And in the corner that none of them knew they had seen, under the dark twilight, in the grass not far away, there was a pure black eye hidden in the night, and the slightly exposed white of the eye could make people infer that eye At this moment, he was staring at the place where Kazama Yu and Ji Guoyuan once stood.

The other end of the eye is connected to a wide room, the wooden door and wooden floor look antique, with a heavy historical atmosphere but it has been cleaned very clean.But it also seemed very empty.

In this room, a ghost kneels respectfully on the ground, his body is covered with eyes, looks creepy and frightening, but the screen on the wall is very dutiful to hide the ghost outside. All the things seen by one eye are passed on.

Although the eyes don't have the function of transmitting sound, people who see their movements can guess roughly.

And the man in a suit sitting on the high seat obviously found something that shocked him in a faint glance. The eyes full of hatred and disgust that always fell on Ji Guoyuan in the past moved for the first time. to another person on the screen.

Oni Wu Tsuji had no idea that he would see these shocking and surprising things during his routine observations.

He has sent countless ghosts to impersonate that face, and they all failed every time.He also believed that no one would do this to Ji Guoyuan except himself.

And now that similar face, and standing next to Ji Guoyuanyi, who is that person?

If he hadn't dispatched... then who else would do it?

In other words, it is the person named "Kazama Yu" who made Onimai Tsuji hate him for hundreds or even thousands of years-has he come back?

Onimai Tsuji's raised fingertips tapped on the bench beside him little by little, he squinted his eyes and thought.Although he is still recuperating because of Ji Guoyuan's serious injury again, maybe this is also the best attack.

Feather in the wind, feather in the wind.He crushed this name into his lips and teeth and repeated it over and over again, as if he wanted to crush the person who owned this name.

You owe me what you owe me sooner or later.