My name is Dazai

Tangun was not surprised by this result.

After all, he wasn't such an advantaged student, and he didn't apply to the school in four years.

Moreover, the University of Tokyo does not lack him as a student. Even if he does not go, it will have no impact on the university.

But if Tangun went, they would have more things to consider.

Tangun was just an ordinary person with no background, and it was not easy to convince them.

Tangun lay on the bed, covering his face with the quilt.

This world is too harsh on him, let the quilt smother him to death.

Tangun was not suffocated, it was so uncomfortable that he tore the quilt off his head.

He heaved a long sigh.

Where to go next?

He didn't know.

He himself is more casual about his life plan.

If he is still in school, he has almost graduated now, and may find a job that can move around, or a job that pays faster, and travel around the world when he saves enough.

But the current situation disrupted his plans.

Whether it is academically, emotionally or physically, it is not satisfactory, but considering that this is not a perfect world, it is understandable.

After thinking for a while, Tangun felt his head hurt and he was completely out of energy.

What is he thinking so much about...

Tangun fell into a drowsy sleep.

Tangun fell asleep until the next night. He covered his face and rubbed it vigorously. He felt that he could continue to sleep now.

He was already in a state of drowsiness before, but Dazai spent more time with him so that he could guarantee his sobriety, but now he seems to have rebounded all of a sudden.

"You're awake." The nurse walked in with the doctor.

The doctor looked at Tangun: "You didn't want to wake up no matter what I called you this morning, so you missed your rehabilitation program again today."

It’s normal to be absent from school. After all, rehabilitation is not very comfortable. If it’s not something that’s on your mind, patients will often find various reasons to mutter. In the end, it almost becomes a battle of wits between doctors and patients.

"Sorry." Tangun rubbed his face, he seemed to have a little memory of someone calling him, but it was very vague.

"Is there something wrong with you?" The doctor seemed to find that Tangun was very depressed.

"It's all right, just a little personal problem." Tangun didn't want to tell others about his failure in relationship.

He is also quite frustrated, why did Dazai break up with him because he felt that he was a burden?

Actually he's not that useless, is he?At least those children were rescued by him.

The doctor looked around: "I don't seem to see Mr. Dazai today."

Dazai shows up at the hospital almost every day.

The nurse seemed to see something wrong on Tangun's face, but she didn't say it directly, but waited for the doctor to leave, then she put her hand on Tangun's shoulder: "Mr. Tan, what can I do?" Let me share it for you. Mr. Tan may not be familiar with me, but you have lived here for two years, and I really want to help you. After all, you let me see that patients like you have hope of recovery. "

Tangun looked up at her, then he reached out and patted the bed beside him.

Compared with the male doctor, Tangun actually prefers to be close to the female nurse.This has nothing to do with sexual orientation, it's just that women are naturally more able to understand other people's feelings, and it is easier to make people feel safe when they need emotional support.

Tangun is not against confiding to women, he is even familiar with it: "Actually... I broke up with Dazai."

"Huh?" The nurse was really surprised.

She felt that this could be the content of the Human Behavior Award.

"I'm very uncomfortable." Tangun touched his arm with his hand.

"Hmm, I don't know if saying that would make you a little uncomfortable." The nurse frowned after hearing Tangun's words, "Have you ever considered the possibility that your boyfriend has special hobbies?"

Tangun felt that he had a lot of question marks.

"For example, I like the way you lie on the bed and can't move. Otherwise, I find it difficult to explain why your boyfriend who stayed with you during the illness chose to break up when you were about to recover." The nurse thinks that Dazai is not that kind of person, but a pervert Always unexpected, "There really are such special lovers."

"Dazai...he's not that kind of person." Tangun felt a bit ironic.

He didn't take offense at all, it was really cute that the nurse was fighting against him.

"Mr. Tan, you are just too gentle." The nurse felt that Tangun was very gentle.

They often see Dazai Gou coming in front of Tangun, doing something that makes them want to punch him in the face, but Tangun is never really angry, just playing with Dazai in accordance with the atmosphere.

Before Tangun woke up, many nurses chatted at night to discuss how to get Dazai.

But after Tangun woke up, the topic of the nurses changed to that the patient who woke up was suitable for marriage-apparently they didn't see through Tangun's essence of the sea king.

Tangun smiled slightly.

He thought, what's the use of gentleness?

For Dazai, he couldn't do anything to keep him by his side.

This lack of temper is actually a kind of powerlessness.

"By the way, I want to ask if I can be discharged from the hospital?" Tangun suddenly raised this question, "I want to be discharged from the hospital to earn some money."

He is penniless now, and he has borrowed money from Oda, and he has to pay it back.

After Dazai left him, he felt that he had no need to be angry with Ango, so he didn't plan to take money from the society.

And it's lonely being alone in the hospital.

It was Dazai who was angry with Ango, not him. He felt that his physical condition was also good, and he was capable of some light jobs, and he could be discharged from the hospital for the rest.

"This kind of thing..." The nurse looked at Tangun in embarrassment, "Don't make fun of your body just to get angry with Mr. Dazai."

"No, I will come back regularly for checkups. The bills will be paid with the money kept in the hospital." As for the checkups, Tangun continued to ask Ango to pay for it, and Tangun felt that this was quite reasonable.

Three days later, Tangun walked the streets of Yokohama with his own bag on his back and a cane.He didn't look for a good place at all, but he just came out.

There was still a little change on him, which Tangun found in his wallet.

If you can't find a place to live, go to an Internet cafe.

Tangun's idea was simple.

He didn't go to the house Dazai told him.

Tangun will not be troubled by his body, so he will go to the hospital for reexamination regularly, and will not let himself live on the street penniless, but he does not want to go to a more stable place at all, because it seems to be in his heart. Insert the knife repeatedly.

If it wasn't for the medical expenses paid by Anwu to stay in that hospital, he wouldn't want to go to that hospital anymore.

When walking alone, Tangun didn't have any expression on his face, he was actually very tired, too tired to make any expression.

He moved slowly until he came to the shade of a tree in a trance.

The wall next to it, the road under my feet, and the alley not far away are all so familiar.

Tangun looked up at the tree.

More than four years ago, Dazai held a gun to his waist here and asked him to be his boyfriend.

The scene at that time, Dazai's expression and words were repeatedly depicted in Tangun's mind.

Tangun's breathing gradually became heavy, and he couldn't help showing a disappointing expression when he looked at the tree.

I don't know how long it took, he put his schoolbag and crutches against the wall, and then he tried to climb up the wall.But his current strength was too weak, and he fell directly from the wall.

He fell on his back to the ground, and he didn't know how long it took before he sat up, but he didn't want to stand up anymore, he just leaned against the wall and hugged his knees, looking lifelessly ahead like a puppet.

Tangun thought, if someone appeared to hug him now, he would definitely not be able to hold back the tears.

But no one.

Tangun sat until the sun was setting and no one hugged him, and the people who came and went just looked at him indifferently.

Tangun knew he was in a mess, but he didn't want to move.

Only a three-colored cat on the wall looked down at him.