Mr. Choo and Hei Shijae

"How many times?"

After waking up, Dazai asked.

"the third time."

A voice answered.

Open your eyes, this time on the hospital bed, the wound has been treated.

What remains unchanged is the person next to the bed, who is reading again, this time reading Eastern philosophy, Taoist theories such as "Lao Zhuang".

Dazai turned his head, it was getting dark outside, "It seems that I woke up too early."

"It's not too early." Takeshita Akira said, "Chuya-kun left the hospital an hour ago."

"A tenacious life force like a wild dog." Dazai praised tiredly as he lay on the pillow.

Akira Takeshita was noncommittal.

"I want to go back—" Dazai hummed weakly.

Takeshita Akira: "You haven't healed yet."

Dazai: "It's not good, I'm going to get hurt a lot."

"Then go back."

Akira Takeshita went to go through the discharge procedures, and came back with a bag of ointment and a bag of food—considering that Dazai hadn't had dinner yet.

"Let's go?" He stood by the door and greeted.

Unexpectedly, this sentence caused a violent reaction from one of the wounded.Dazai yelled in disbelief: "Mr. Qiu! I was hurt so badly, you let me go by myself?"

Takeshita Qiu thought to himself, Zhong Yuan Zhong also had broken bones all over his body, and he was as light as a swallow when he went out.

He tentatively asked, "May I borrow a wheelchair for you?"

Dazai stopped talking.His face darkened, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he stared at Zhuxia Qiu darkly.

Takeshita Akira: ...

On the way from the hospital to the Hong Kong and Hei dormitory.

There are very few pedestrians on the street late at night, and the shops on both sides have long been closed.Only the street lamps stood silently, emitting rows of hazy halos in the dark night.

Occasionally, a few cars sped by on the road, and the sound of the engine rumbled past the young man with short hair in navy blue and the boy on his back on the sidewalk.

The two handbags that Akira Takeshita bought were being carried by Dazai behind him, dangling in front of him.

Aki Takeshita originally did not agree to carry Dazai away.

It wasn't that he didn't want to carry it, but that Dazai's wound happened to be on his chest, and he was afraid that the wound would burst due to force.But in the end he couldn't hold back Dazai, and he refused to give him a hug, so he had no choice but to do so.The road wasn't too far, and they didn't call a taxi.

The road was too quiet, and Aki Takeshita didn't take the initiative to speak, so Dazai hummed a strange little song by himself.

"La la la~ lu la la~ huh~"

The young man's youthful tone fluttered in his ears, and with the weight of another person on his back, Takeshita Qiu felt a little strange.

"Back" is a dangerous but tender action.

One's arms are wrapped around another's neck, and the back of one's heart is pressed against another's chest.The large areas of the body are close together, and the warmth of the skin is transmitted from one side to the other, which can easily give people the illusion of breathing together and beating together.Even if there can be countless deadly dangers in the middle.

Takeshita Akira has been recited by others, and also by others, among which Dazai has been recited the most times.But this was the first time he was with such a young Dazai like this.

"Dazai-kun." Aki Takeshita said suddenly.

"Huh~?" Dazai interrupted humming, there was still some melody in his voice.

Takeshita Akira: "The next time you fight...protect yourself."

Dazai Ying didn't even bother to respond to him, and continued humming his own weird little tune.

Takeshita Akira: "I know you never really put yourself to death, but..."

"I worry every time."

Dazai couldn't figure it out, they had only known each other for a few days, so where did the "never" come from, and where did the "every time" come from.

Mr. Qiu has always been like this, he doesn't ask anything, but knows everything.

He is not surprised by his own supernatural ability, Nakahara Chuya's skill, the secrets of the port mafia, or even Nakahara Chuya's life experience that Lan Tang said.

He can appear anywhere at any time, as if omniscient and omnipotent.

Yet Dazai knows that no one is omniscient, and neither is God.He just hasn't guessed Mr. Qiu's secret yet.

Mr. Qiu is like a ghost.And what he did, the words "Osamu Dazai" were written all over his body, as if he came here specially for him.

But he doesn't belong to him.Mr. Qiu has a very good partner in love.

Weird, isn't it?

"Hypocritical." Dazai said, not knowing what he was evaluating.

Akira Takeshita stopped in his tracks.

He thought Dazai was commenting on his worries.

"... Dazai-kun, give me a reason not to throw you by the side of the road." He threatened without any deterrence (in Dazai's view).

"Oh, Mr. Qiu, my chest hurts." Hearing this, Dazai called out hypocritically.This cry happened to involve the wound, and the pain made him gasp.

"Don't move around, go back and change your medicine." Aki Takeshita scolded him, raising his voice, "Don't move! Shut up!"

Osamu Dazai shut up, this is the first time Mr. Qiu has attacked him.

The two returned to Dazai's dormitory quietly all the way.

Putting Dazai on the bed, Takeshita Akihan knelt beside the bed, removing the bandage from his wound and changing the dressing.

Such a posture, so proficient that it seems to have done thousands of times.

How virtuous and considerate this man is.

From this angle, Dazai could see his fair neck under his navy blue hair, and the collarbone below his neck.

There was a passionate hickey here, and Dazai asked him if he had a lover, and he didn't deny it.

Dazai suddenly felt inexplicable irony, and the good mood along the way instantly disappeared.

He pretended to be curious, and asked: "Mr. Qiu is so proficient, he has practiced a lot, right? Did you also bandage your lover like this?"

Takeshita Qiu glanced at him: "Don't think too much."

"What position do you demand from me?"

Dazai almost laughed at the way he questioned Mr. Aki.He's crazy, what's he doing, he's in a nonsensical family sitcom.

"Can't friends?"

"Okay, friend." Dazai really smiled.

"Snapped!"

Dazai slapped Takeshita Aki's hand away, and at the same time knocked over the medicine bottle in his hand, the bottle rolled to the ground, and the pungent medicine spilled all over the floor.

Now that the show has started, let's play this ridiculous show to the end.

Dazai grabbed the young man by the collar and asked him in a cold voice: "Then can I ask Mr. Qiu, who are you looking at every time you look at me? Who are you showing your cheap concern through me?"