I am in love with Sliced ​​Dazai

In the next few days, Terao Yasuke found that Dazai kissed him more often.

Dazai often took the initiative to kiss him, but basically it was a shallow peck.I don't know what's wrong these days, as long as he stands in the yard, he asks him for kisses frequently, and even kisses him a dozen times in just a few minutes.

Every time, he deliberately made his face face the direction of those cameras.

"Mr. Terao, turn your face to the side. Yes, very good, this position can be captured by that camera."

He felt baffled, "Are you perverted?"

Dazai chuckled, with a playful tone: "Perhaps the person on the other side likes to watch it, but unfortunately, they can only watch it, so pitiful."

He suspected that Dazai had drunk too much, and ordered: "Your brain is broken, start quitting alcohol tomorrow."

Dazai protested: "No, you have deprived me of the right to commit suicide, and you cannot deprive me of the right to drink anymore."

Dazai drank a lot of whiskey every day. As a doctor, he hated the slow suicide behavior of drinking.

That night, Terao Yasuke received a call from the sports department, inviting him to attend the evening school reunion.

He declined: "I don't have time, I want to stay with my boyfriend at home. My boyfriend is too fragile, he will make trouble after I leave for a while."

The person opposite was very sorry, but said: "We still have a party on the weekend. This is the last party before the winter vacation. You must attend and you are not allowed to be late."

He could only agree: "Okay."

"Bring your boyfriend, too."

He guessed that Dazai would not participate in such an occasion, so he flatly refused: "There is no need."

"Hey, Terao, the girls in the sports club want to meet your boyfriend—"

"There's no need to take him there, bye, see you on the weekend."

He hung up the phone and found Dazai standing outside the door looking at him with a displeased expression on his face.

"Mr. Terao, why don't you want to take me to the party?"

"Do you want to go?"

"No, but, if I don't want to go, won't you take me there?"

"..."

"Hmph, at least you hesitated just now, you at least asked me symbolically, but you said bluntly, 'There's no need to take him there', your blunt tone made me so sad."

"..."

"Does it mean that taking me will make you lose face? My face is at the level of a star."

He deliberately hid all the whiskey at home today, and Dazai complained about this, and kept finding fault with him on purpose, finding excuses to quarrel with him.

"Then what do you want?"

Dazai curled his lips, "Give me a whiskey, and I will forgive you."

He sneered, "Don't talk about it."

The other party was discouraged, "I hate Mr. Terao."

He was indifferent, "Hate it."

"Let's break up."

Dazai said to break up seriously, he just thought it was funny, so he nodded: "Since your attitude is so tough, then I will listen to you and break up."

He deliberately took out his mobile phone and posted a post "I'm single" on ins.

In less than 5 minutes, a group of people crazily praised him, and yelled in the comment area, "Good share", "Student Terao, give me a chance", "Student Terao, please come and date with me" and other words.

He held up those messages in front of Dazai, "Look, I've already told the world about our breakup, are you satisfied now?"

Seeing that he was indifferent, Dazai rolled on the sofa and began to slap routinely: "You abused me, you want to drink whiskey, I want to drink, I want to drink, I have to drink until today—"

Terao Yashu didn't bother to pay attention, and sat down to review her homework.

Generally speaking, when Dazai loses his temper, he will not stop him, because Dazai's angry appearance makes him feel very interesting.

It seems a bit perverted...

He wrote a few words, but found that the ink for writing was used up, and planned to go out to buy it.

"Hey, I'm going to the supermarket to buy something, do you want to go with me?"

Dazai raised his head from the sofa, with a sad look of grief, his eyes glistened with tears that seemed to be squeezed out deliberately: "No."

"No, you won't be really angry because of this, will you?"

Dazai buried his face in the pillow, "Tch, I have no right to be angry. I will never go out with you again, anyway, you won't even take me to the party, I will only embarrass you..."

He changed his clothes and went out, forgetting the little beauty's yelling.

The snow outside stopped, and the setting sun struggled furtively out of the clouds, coating the white snow with a layer of blood.

There were few people on the street, and the snow and dust were swirling. He heard the roar of the wind in his ears. After a long time, he suddenly recognized some familiar noises.

It was footsteps, and Dazai was following him again.

He turned around, stood in the snow and shouted: "Come out."

There was silence all around.

Dazai followed him at least twice a week, followed him to school, followed him to work, and each time he followed him in a black overcoat, as if he regarded the black clothes as night clothes.

He pulled the other party out of the corner, and jokingly said: "Mr. Dazai, if you want to go shopping with me, just tell me."

The other party seemed to be rolling his eyes, and the red scarf around his neck was particularly eye-catching in the snow, "Who cares about shopping with you?"

"Ah, that's right. After all, we just broke up, so we should keep our distance."

After hearing this, the leader Zai suddenly raised his eyebrows, "We broke up? Really?"

Kissing in the yard in the morning, and breaking up now?These two are really child's play.

Terao Yashu didn't bother to answer, it was dusk, and the supermarket would be closed if he didn't go to buy ink.

Seeing that Dazai was wearing thin clothes, and his body seemed to be torn apart in the wind, he felt very distressed, so he told him to go home quickly.

"I hid the wine in the basement. You can have a glass, but you have to drink it warm, no ice cubes."

"..."

"Don't be angry, go back."

He touched the other person's face, intending to go to the supermarket alone, but he took a few steps forward, and a life-like force dragged him back, pressing him against the wall, against his body.

His back hit the stone wall, and it hurt a little.

A thick and heavy breath oppressed him, and he was stunned. He raised his head and looked directly into the other person's eyes. The lazy and indifferent look in the other person's slightly disheveled hair made him a little scared.

This look... It's strange, before Dazai looked at him with gentle eyes, but now it's like a knife, it hurts his heart.

He had long suspected that Dazai had a split personality, so he specifically consulted the school's neurology teacher.

But the teachers said that Dazai's symptoms were not too serious, because there were no symptoms such as amnesia or cognitive impairment, so they asked him to observe for a while.

Just as he was thinking, the other party's cool fingers passed over his neck, stroking the skin of his side neck.

He realized that the other party was stroking the hickey on his neck.

Dazai has often gone crazy recently, a certain piece of skin on his neck has been kissed repeatedly, it is already red and swollen, and it will be very painful if it is rubbed a little.

The leader Zai felt that the hickey was an eyesore, rubbed it, and asked again: "Did we really break up?"

"Hmm..." His voice trembled inexplicably, "We often break up."

They break up hundreds of times a day.

"That's it—" the other party replied lazily, and sneered, "Well, from now on, you come to pursue me."

"Ok?"

The leader Zai has always been curious, how did Terao Yasu chase that old man?

When the memory sharing was turned on before, the leader Zai could see the picture of the two people getting along, and could feel the feeling of the two people touching each other, but it was only an indirect feeling after all.

He has never been able to understand those emotions, and he can't appreciate any of them. He just thinks that those two people are stupid.

But——now that he was pressing Terao Yasuke against the wall, and the other's body shrank in his arms, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

It was as if some kind of desire that was ready to go out surged up and overwhelmed him, even making him lose his mind for a few seconds, but he quickly regained his composure.

Funny, he wants more.

"Since we're both single now, let's date, let's go."

Terao Yasuke was at a loss: "What's the date when it's dark?"

"From now on, I'll give you an hour to pursue me and see if I'm tempted by you."

If he wanted to see Terao Yashu's methods, he would definitely not be tempted.