I saved the world after jumping backwards

Snow has the appearance of an angel.

His skin is snow-white, but his lips are soft cherry-colored. When he hangs his head, the silver-white soft hair will flow along his delicate face, beautiful and slender neck and slender shoulders to his chest. Black and inorganic gemstones always exude a sense of distance like ice and snow.

He is like a human figure made of gods combined with all their advantages, holding a beauty and a sense of alienation that do not belong to this world, and rejects people thousands of miles away.

But at the same time, he is also a delicate and fragile white rose in the palm, as long as the fingers are slightly hard, he can be crushed in the hand.

Beauty and fragility, gentleness and alienation, and finally an emotional void that cannot be filled. The fleeting touch is like snowflakes melting on the fingertips.

A person like him must be able to get everything easily.

One of his needs will definitely attract the attention of everyone.

A person like him will definitely not actively belong to anyone.

Because once he is marked by others, no one can make him break free again.

"I am yours. 』

But the person he chose was Ryunosuke Akutagawa, who was only 13 years old.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke who hates being weak and worthless but has to protect the bond that only belongs to him.

That night, Akutagawa dreamed of snow.

Whether it's the endless snow field, or the fine snow fluttering in the sky, or the silver-haired boy softly calling his name in the snow field.

Akutagawa hates winter, and the cold that comes with it will bring hunger and disease, and it is a season of worthless death.

But when he saw the boy lowering his eyebrows and showing gentle arcs, he became sweet and innocent when he went to his side.

The smiling young man murmured softly like a spoiled child:

"Ryunosuke. 』

"I belong to you. 』

It was obviously the most hated snow, and maybe it was because of the pain that affected him.Akutagawa's body was still unstoppably hot. It was a heat that ice and snow could not block, blurring his reason and bewildering his spirit.

My chest is so hot.

It turned out that when he was in the dungeon, when he saw the other party's smile for the first time, there was a voice in his heart that kept barking like a trapped animal:

"Stay away from him! ’ He will make him weak.

"Stay away from him! ’ He will be his shackles.

"Stay away from him! ’ He would make him not like himself.

It is still alert to Akutagawa, but at this moment, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's heart is occupied by that unreasonable strange emotion.

That emotion made his heart burn, and he wanted to burn his soul.

He is obviously weak and hopeless, but the worthless emotions brought about by this person who has nothing but his face have affected him so far.

Akutagawa's eyes changed.

It seemed to be a multiple-choice question between killing him or monopolizing him. He pushed the boy down on the soft snow and attached himself to it. The temperature and touch of the skin came over, and Akutagawa locked his hands in Touching the young man's fragile neck, he tightened his strength little by little.

Obviously you can get everything, but why do you still want to disturb my heart? !

Akutagawa stared at him with ferocious eyes, and slowly clenched his hands so that the young man's face turned red, but he still closed his eyes powerlessly in a sacrificial gesture.

But Akutagawa's heart beat like a drum.

He seemed to hear Xue talking.

He was obviously smiling softly and gently, but physically and emotionally, Akutagawa Ryunosuke thought of the death he had experienced, Yuki said:

"You can do whatever you want with me, because I belong to Ryunosuke. 』

The strength in his hands unknowingly relaxed, but the eyes looking down at the young man were no longer cold, but just like his heart, revealing burning emotions.Crystal tears flowed from the corners of the boy's reddish eyes across his face, and Akutagawa's hand reached the boy's soft waist from his slightly panting chest.

Humans will do whatever it takes to survive.

Akutagawa understood.

"Ugh..."

He bent down and bit down hard on his finger-marked neck until he could taste the rust.

There were his tooth marks there.

This is his property.

His whole body should be marked by him.

Thinking of this, he lovingly licked the bloody wound again.

When people are alive, there will be desires, no matter how dirty they are.

But this is the price of being alive.

The 13-year-old Akutagawa Ryunosuke has never had such emotions towards others. The dark possessive and destructive psychology is intertwined with a little bit of gentle love that is barely acceptable.

13-year-old Ryunosuke Akutagawa knew what desire was in a dream.

……

Yokohama is a coastal city. Although the city has towering buildings, it still retains the retro buildings of the Meiji period. It also has a lively Chinatown market, remote seaside curry shops, and bars hidden in deep alleys. .

This is a complex city, after all light and shadow, good and bad are always intertwined and inseparable.

In addition to these, Yokohama also has a piece of hell, slums, which are called the lowest level by others.

But these have nothing to do with this young man in a black windbreaker for the time being, because he is lying in his office at this time, to be precise, on the soft leather sofa next to the glass coffee table.

The black tea on the coffee table is already cold, and the amber liquid that has lost its temperature is crystal clear. The boy's soft and slightly curly black hair is well-behaved on the armrest of the sofa, his bandaged hands are naturally crossed on his abdomen, and he is pressing a The Complete Suicide Manual in this red cover.

It looked peaceful.

But the premise is that you can ignore the thick white towel that is soaked with water covering his face.

Suddenly, the black tea in the teacup rippled.

The furious footsteps of a tyrannosaurus came from the corridor, and something came over with great momentum, step by step, and then turned into a run.

"Too-zai-"

Following this elongated and accented call, I only heard two "clicks" of the office door, and died in the line of duty.

The remains of the door fell to the ground, and a black figure broke through the door.

"Dazai!" The person who came was a young man with black hair and a black motorcycle jacket. He stuffed his hands into his pockets, and his blue eyes were full of anger.

"Ah——It's still as loud as ever Zhong~ also, can you stop disturbing me to commit suicide?" The boy called Dazai didn't move at all, but in the next second he was lifted from the sofa by the furious Chufa boy. The towel fell to the ground due to inertia, revealing a sleepy face that had just been woken up.

"Didn't I tell you that the leader summoned you? Also, you're not committing suicide, you're falling asleep! If you want to die, I'll make you happy! You bastard idiot!!!"

Dazai rubbed his ears, and replied lazily: "PASS. Chuya's method is too rough, I'm afraid of pain." He broke free from the other party's grasp, but soon he showed His eye widened slightly, as if he had experienced something terrible, "Ah! Just now the water in the towel soaked into the bandage, wow... it's wet and sticky like a slug, it's disgusting!"

"Shut up!! You green mackerel!! I'll kill you!!" Zhong Yuanzhong also punched him directly, but he squatted flexibly to avoid it. Seeing that the two were about to fight, one lying on the ground The phone on the coffee table rang.

The two reached a tacit truce, and Dazai answered the phone, "BOSS."

"Chuya? Next to me."

"Ah, I know. Ah, so, I see."

"What did the leader say?" Chuya asked after listening to him playing charades for a long time and mentioning himself.

"What else, of course it's work..." Dazai sighed, took a sip of the black tea that had already cooled down, and took the lead.

"Let's go, Chuya, to the boss."

Osamu Dazai's short vacation is over.

Ah, but it doesn't seem to matter, after all, there are still many opportunities for absenteeism.

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By the way, the reason why JieJia had this dream was because he inhaled the medicine from the Black Church(.)

The current feelings for Xue are actually pure possessiveness!