My name is Dazai

Tangun was waiting for Dazai at the gate of the subway station.Dazai said he was going back to prepare some things, so Tangun sat here and waited for him.

Tangun's fingers twitched, his eyes fell on the smoking area not far away, he looked at the time, and said to himself that if Dazai didn't come back in 10 minutes, he would buy a pack of cigarettes.

Tangun didn't feel guilty about his idea of ​​smoking. After all, he felt that he was Ben Wu's uncle with supernatural powers. To him, such a thing as quitting smoking was completely nonsense, and it was completely wishful thinking of Miss Tan and Dazai.

Just when Tangun got up and was about to steal the fish, Dazai came out from nowhere.

"Tangun, where do you want to go?" Dazai's voice was drawn out, and he grabbed Tangun's clothes behind him.

Tangun clutched his fast beating chest, he almost got a heart attack from fright... Wait, the psychic body shouldn't get a heart attack, right?

"I'm going to do some exercise." Although Tangun was not guilty, he would not directly say that he wanted to smoke in front of Dazai.

He has mastered the hypocrisy of adults to a certain extent.

He turned to look at Dazai, then froze.

Dazai's hair has obviously been combed, and a strand of hair on the sideburns is pinned behind his ear. He is wearing a white suit, the only difference is the blue vest underneath. He is tall and slender, standing there casually , holding a rose in his hand.

The first word that came to Tangun's mind was Prince Charming.

Tangun looked down at his clothes, it was a gray knit vest, and the cuffs of his white shirt were stained with ink. He believed that his hair was definitely messed up, after all, he had scratched it when he was debating whether to smoke or not. overdo it.

He felt that he had perfectly interpreted what an uncle's version of Cinderella was - this association made Tangun shudder.

"...Why are you dressed like this?" Tangun suspected that Dazai was deliberately punishing him, "Why didn't you tell me in advance?"

He came out with the mentality of going out to buy groceries, but Dazai dressed up as if he was going to a dinner party... There were already many people around who were looking at them.

Tangun felt so embarrassed that he was about to pick his toes out of the amusement park.

"It doesn't matter what Tangun looks like, as long as I dress beautifully. Here." Dazai handed the rose in his hand to Tangun.

Tangun took the rose in a daze, and when he came back to his senses, he felt that the flower was extremely hot: "You, you you you you you...what are you doing for me?" Dazai smiled at him, Go to the subway station.

Tangun didn’t throw it or take it, it’s really strange to follow him: “Have you never dated someone?” “Why would Tangun think so?” Dazai stroked his face, “I’m so pretty, Naturally dating more girls is very good for my mental health."

Tangun felt that the mental health that came out of his mouth didn't sound right.

"Then why did you give me the rose?" Tangun looked at Dazai, endured it, and continued, "It should be for my daughter."

"It's for you." Dazai told Tangun to go through the subway gates.

Tangun walked forward with the flow of people, looking back at Dazai.

...Could it be that there were only roses left in the florist that gave him this?

On the subway, it was impossible for Tangun and Dazai to sit side by side.Dazai's tugging on Tangun's clothes is okay, but if he touches him through the thin clothes, he has to disappear on the spot.

But he didn't want to be separated from Tangun, probably because of the principle of respecting the elderly, Tangun was sitting, and Dazai was standing in front of him, with one hand propped on the wall behind Tangun.

Tangun was sitting very stiffly. Beside him was a middle-aged man in his 30s with his legs spread apart. In comparison, Tangun looked like a female high school student.

...and the scene is very similar to a high school girl.

Tangun thought of the comic books Miss Tan had bought earlier.

Is he being walled off?

After Tangun arrived at his stop, he looked at Dazai's waist: "Aren't you tired from bending over all the time?"

"Before the person you like, you have to show it." Dazai raised the corner of his mouth.

The atmosphere...was even weirder.

Tangun was holding the rose, and the stem of the rose was slightly dark green by him.

When they arrived at the playground, it was already late in the afternoon, so there were hardly any people queuing up.

The two played many items smoothly, with almost no queues.

Tired of playing, Dazai lay down on the railing: "Who did Tangun come to the playground with?"

Tangun stretched out his hand to pull Dazai up, and patted the dust on his body—this man probably didn't realize that he was wearing white clothes, but he stopped halfway through his hand.

He can't touch Dazai.

So he also leaned on the railing decadently: "No, the children are past the age where they want to go to the playground."

And things like playgrounds are a bit similar if you go too much. If you don't have anything you want to collect in particular, it's really easy to get bored.

It was getting dark quickly.

Tangun felt that the height of the railing was really comfortable, and he felt like taking a nap.

It seemed like he fell asleep easily when Dazai was with him.

You must know that in the past few years, he really hasn't slept once. He may be sleepy and have a headache, but he can't fall asleep at all.

"Tangun, Tangun~" Tangun's nose was itchy and he sneezed.

He really fell asleep just now, and fell asleep lying on the railing.

He looked at the grass that Dazai pulled out from somewhere in his hand, and rubbed his nose: "What are you doing?" "It's amazing to be able to fall asleep standing up, Tangun." This person is as clean as it is open and hung.

Tangun looked down at his clothes, but there was a little dust on them.

Dazai took out a handkerchief from his pocket, dusted it on Tangun's chest, folded it and put it back in his pocket: "Shall we watch the fireworks? It was announced on the broadcast just now that there will be a fireworks show."

"Hmm..." Tangun stretched his waist, "Then go and see."

However, it was too late for him to speak, and the fireworks exploded in the sky, illuminating him and Dazai in bright colors.

"Ah..." Tangun also lost interest in fireworks, but he was a little worried that Dazai would be disappointed.

Just like an old cat would ignore the cat teaser dangling in front of him, moving his eyes is already the greatest respect for the cat teaser.

So he looked at Dazai, wanting to see Dazai's reaction, but he didn't expect that Dazai didn't look at Fireworks, but looked at him with a smile on his face.

Tangun suddenly felt extremely guilty. He never felt so guilty when he sneaked out to smoke a cigarette.

Dazai saw that Tangun was also looking at him, and he smiled even brighter.

Tangun felt that his heart was probably not well shaken by the fireworks, and felt that the beating sound was a bit loud.

Dazai reached into his pocket and took out a box.

Tangun was too familiar with the shape of this box.

Dazai opened the box in front of Tangun, and the ring inside shone with different lights under the fireworks.

"Tangun, I love you, will you marry me?" Dazai said slowly.