I saved the world after jumping backwards

"Have you identified the wrong person?"

This is a slim young man with a handsome appearance, but he looks a little low-key and afraid of light. Even indoors, he wears the hood on the sweater, but people like this in Yokohama are no exception.The boy didn't show any dissatisfaction with Osamu Dazai's familiarity with taking his place, but sat opposite him with great interest.

The two seemed to be old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years. The boy's overly natural and frank attitude made Dazai somewhat unable to answer the words he had already prepared.

But the other party continued to speak: "You said that the book just now was well written, but I think it's just an ordinary novel to pass the time."

He paused, looked around, "Just like this restaurant that borrowed the fame of a novelist, ordinary travelers would leave after a quick meal, and they couldn't even recall the taste of the food afterwards."

"It's just plain ordinary, that's all."

The black-haired man sitting opposite him blinked, and said quite unexpectedly, "Did you finish reading just now, while you were flipping through the book?"

The boy shook his head and said, "No, I've actually read this book many times."

Dazai was stunned, and sighed: "You obviously don't like this book, but you still read it so many times? Are you really not a fan of Odasaku? If not, you are really a weirdo."

"Weird... What you said makes sense." The young man repeated, then nodded in agreement, and responded to him: "As long as there is something I can't understand, I will read it over and over again until I understand it."

"Wow, then you are really an academic." Dazai slightly opened his eyes and sighed in an exaggerated tone, not seeing displeasure on the other person's face, Dazai continued to ask: "So, what is it that you don't understand? "

"I don't know." The young man lowered his head and said with lowered eyes, "It's too common, the direction of each story is very ordinary, but I just can't find any mistakes, I just want to know, it's such a common story , why does it make people feel inexplicably at ease."

At this point, he paused and pointed out the problem, "No, no, it's not that there are no faults at all, the relationship between men and women written by this author is more like family relationship after going through a long-distance relationship than love. "

The boy laughed, "Has he never been in love?"

The black-haired man sitting across from him had gentle eyes, and he said softly, "I don't think ordinary or bland stories are bad. Mystery novels need surprises and reversals when the truth comes out, and ghost novels need surprises and reversals when the truth comes out." Terrible descriptions and atmosphere, even fairy tales need to have a moral for young children..."

"It's not necessarily a good thing if it's too ups and downs and too magnificent. A plain story is more like telling a long past. Although there are not too many ups and downs in the process, as long as you read it, you will have a soul-stirring feeling."

He quietly narrated his own opinions, perhaps his words were a bit too long, which made the young man sitting opposite him feel a little impatient, he continued to say with a distracted look on his face: "The interpretation is so Be careful, you must be a fan of this author, so how do you explain the relationship between the hero and heroine?"

The boy's words made Dazai laugh out loud, his laughter was nice, because his voice itself was nice, it was a deep, magnetic and soft voice that made people feel very comfortable.

In addition, the past six years have allowed him to lose his original childishness, and his stature has also grown a lot. He has completely turned into a handsome man with a melancholy temperament. People can refuse him.

The boy's tone became visibly unpleasant, and he frowned slightly, "What's so funny?"

"I'm sorry." He suppressed his laughter, but the smile on his face hadn't dissipated. "I don't think that emotional matters are so absolute, because it is a complicated existence."

"Some people yearn for unswerving love until death, but there are also romantic friendships and intimate family relationships in the world. Love itself cannot be defined."

The young man was stunned by his words, as if he had opened up a new cognition, he came back to his senses, and finally whispered unwillingly: "It's all nonsense."

He sighed as if he had compromised, and said with relief and indifference: "But maybe you are right, he himself is a person who can see through the appearance of others."

"It is said that when writing a novel, the author will express his true inner thoughts that he cannot express. I think this is the idea of ​​Mr. Oda Sakunosuke."

"I'm leaving, thank you for clarifying my doubts."

As he spoke, he stood up silently, wanting to get past him and leave here.

"Wait a minute, Xiaoxue."

His hand was caught, Dazai looked up at him, but he lost the ease he had just now, his kite-colored eyes were flickering with dots of light, and he looked a little pitiful, "Don't leave so fast, just like this It’s okay to sit face to face without saying anything, can you let me see you again.”

Xuebu smiled helplessly, "How did you recognize it..."

"Even if you change your appearance, the manner in which you speak, and the habit of your usual movements, you can't change it." Dazai followed him and stood up. Six years have passed, and his brows and eyes have grown, and his temperament has become more mature and clear. Today's His height is more than a head taller than Xuebu's. He and Osamu Dazai are like two people six years ago, but he still remembers Xuebu's little habits clearly.

"You came to see Oda, if you don't want to meet Oda, then let's go outside and chat."

The boy lowered his eyes and thought, but soon he came up with the answer, "Then let's go."

Xuebu walked in front, but Dazai followed behind him cautiously as cautiously as possible, as if he was afraid of getting lost, but he never let go of his hand.

The two came to a cafe near the seaside restaurant, and Dazai called the waiter to order two lattes.

Xuebu took a sip from the cup, opened his eyes slightly, and said in surprise, "It's so sweet, not bitter at all."

"After all, it's milk coffee, and I asked the boss to add a lot of sugar." Dazai said, with a nostalgic expression gradually showing on his face, "I remember that when Xiaoxue used to help Ango, she would always help him Add milk to your black coffee, you really hate the bitter taste."

"Yeah." Xuebu nodded. He had already taken off his hood when he entered the cafe, revealing his long hair that was dyed black by a disposable hair dye and then tied up by him. With a slender figure and a small face, she looks like a delicate girl.

"This is the first time I've seen the black-haired Xiaoxue." Dazai looked at him curiously, and couldn't help asking, "And the face is so well camouflaged, you can't tell it at all. Is it the technology of that era?"

"Yeah, but it's just a little bit of blindness." Xuebu answered him without hesitation, he paused, and said helplessly, "But you didn't recognize him yet."

"Because I know Koyuki very well." Dazai replied with a smile.

Thinking of the demeanor and habits he mentioned earlier, he couldn't help asking curiously, "What exactly are the demeanor and habits you mentioned?"

"Hmph, it's a secret that can't be told." Dazai looked at him with his face in his hands, and he returned to his somewhat childish and naive look. Even if he made such a gesture six years later, it is not annoying.

But this overly close sense of distance made Xuebu frowned, and coldly rejected his kindness, "Mr. Dazai, I think you should know that we are enemies now."

Dazai didn't flinch from his sudden cold face, he seemed to have understood his question long ago, and asked gently: "Then you appear here as "Sariel" now?Why did you add an antidote to my apples when I was in the "socket"? "

This question is too sharp for today's Xuebu, and he doesn't even know why he would do this.

Obviously he knew that Osamu Dazai would never go to the meeting alone without [-]% certainty, but when he knew that Shibusawa Ryuhiko and Fyodor were planning to kill Dazai with poison, obviously unnecessary actions would lead to The plan was revealed, but he acted subconsciously.

"Perhaps, I just want to return you a favor." The boy lowered his eyes and refused to admit his subconscious behavior before, he said stubbornly, "I just provided you with a chance, and you saved everyone, Mr. Dazai."

"It was you who saved everyone." Dazai denied his words. This man has always been so out of tune, which caused his serious expression to have a mature charm at this time, "If it wasn't for you, I couldn't do it alone. those."

His gaze was too hot, making Xuebu dare not meet his eyes, "But you still did it, everyone is living well, there is no more perfect ending than now."

After finishing speaking, Dazai grabbed his hand again. The warm palm and the dry touch of the bandage made him slightly distracted. He heard Dazai ask: "What about you? What is your end? The one who disappeared from my eyes And you?"

"Getting back on track is my end." Xuebu wanted to break free from him, but he held his hands tightly, "I am not from this time and space, and there are people waiting for me over there. To do what I'm supposed to do, no matter the cost."

"Even if it involves those innocent people?"

"That's right." When the young man raised his head again, his eyes had turned cold, "Only the Five Decays of Heaven and Man can fulfill my wish, so Mr. Dazai, please don't bother me anymore, just continue to treat me as if I'm dead."

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