Mr. Choo and Hei Shijae

"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?"

Dazai's words were aggressive, and his resentment and anger rose out of thin air and exploded suddenly.

Takeshita Qiu found that his boy would always pick up the attack when he was injured, and he seemed to be angry because of the injury.

Of course, while thinking wildly, Dazai's words hurt him a little.

"Cheap care"?

This adjective was so heartbreaking that Aki Takeshita had to reflect on it.

Only when there is too much concern, will it be cheap.

"...If I caused you any bad misunderstanding, I apologize to you." Takeshita Akira looked at Dazai and explained calmly, "However, I never look at other people through you."

"This matter, I think it is necessary to explain clearly."

Dazai tightened his fingers and tightened the collar of the young man.This is not the answer he imagined.

Akira Takeshita did not let him become the murderer of the suffocation homicide.

Seeing that the half-removed bandage on the opponent's body was stained red, and the wound oozes blood again, Takeshita Akira couldn't help frowning, and opened Dazai's fingers one by one.

"Don't move." He ordered, and then quickly found the anti-inflammatory medicine from the medicine bag, put it together with the matcha-flavored cake and Dazai's water glass, and handed it to Dazai.

"Take the medicine first."

Dazai remained motionless: "I'm not in the mood."

Not in the mood, that's easy.

Aki Takeshita knew a hundred ways to coax Dazai Osamu's mood from cloudy to clear.

But that was Osamu Dazai who had become his lover.Apparently, it turns out that you can't treat a 15-year-old Dazai the same way you can treat a 24-year-old Dazai.

So Takeshita Aki poured two anti-inflammatory medicines into the palm of his hand, and the next moment he blocked Dazai's mouth with his hands and stuffed them in.

Naturally, Dazai would not let him manipulate him, and immediately resisted violently!

"Bam! Boom boom boom!"

They fought fiercely in the small space between the bed and the wall.

Dazai held his breath in his heart, and made a deadly move, completely ignoring the tearing of the wound, and used his fists and kicks to attack the opponent's vitals as if venting.

But he didn't get it—how could he get it?

There is a huge gap in the skills and experience of close combat between the two.Under the absolute difference in force value, Dazai was pinned on the bed by the opponent's limbs locked, unable to move at all.

Contrary to Dazai, Takeshita Akira deliberately avoided all of Dazai's vital points, so he took several heavy punches to subdue him without hurting him.

Even with his familiarity with Dazai, this process is still not easy.

Akira Takeshita lowered his eyes, the boy was pinched by his wrist and pressed under him, his chest heaved uncontrollably, and an unhealthy blush appeared on his pale face.The corners of the mouth sank, full of anger and gloom.

Aki Takeshita suffocated for a moment with the disgust shown by Dazai.

They stared at each other incredulously.

Takeshita Akira: "Enough trouble?"

"It turns out that Mr. Qiu will also be angry." Dazai panted, and said in his usual calm and mocking tone.

"It's reasonable." Takeshita Akira said.

Who would be happy to be called "cheap care"?

Moreover, he originally wanted to give Dazai medicine, but ended up fighting with him.Dazai's wound must be worse, can you not make people angry.

Akira Takeshita frowned even more tightly.

Dazai looked up at Aki Takeshita.

Although he showed great resistance, but in his own mind, he never really disliked this person.

Looking at Mr. Qiu from a close distance, his back is facing the light source, the contours of his cheeks are as clear as they have been drawn, and his facial features are correct, but not severe.In particular, his eyes are round and his blue pupils are gentle and deep.

Mr. Qiu has a good appearance, which can easily make people believe that he has no malice towards you.

He really didn't have any ill will toward himself—even too good, too good.

If it is said that he is promiscuous, his deep affection when talking about his lover does not seem to be fake; if he is praised for his devotion, his kindness to himself puts him in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Osamu Dazai was convinced that Mr. Aki's affection for him was much more than just a friend, yet since they had known each other, Mr. Aki's personality made it impossible for him to conclude that he was a rash person.If it was Mr. Qiu's sincerity, it would undoubtedly be even more terrifying.

Mr. Qiu was looking at himself, and his eyes fell on the penetrating wound.

The wound felt terrible, the veins were twitching, it hurt like hell, it was [-] percent ruptured.

However, Dazai has no time to take care of it, his brain is running at high speed, and his mind is full of Mr. Qiu's secrets.

Dazai felt himself getting close to that secret.

There is only one step left.

There was deep pain in Mr. Qiu's eyes.His furrowed brows and eyes made people unbearable to look at each other, as if it was a great sin to hurt such a gentle person.

But why is he in pain?It's obviously me that hurts, isn't it?

——Mr. Qiu was looking at himself.

——Mr. Qiu kept looking at himself.

——“I never look at other people through you.”

Dazai had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly thought of the most incredible possibility.

Dazai's breathing became heavy, maybe it was because of the aggravation of his injury.Akira Takeshita felt distressed without any trace, and took the lead in giving in.

"Dazai-kun, no matter how dissatisfied you are with me, you should take the medicine first."

He loosened the restraint on Dazai and turned his face away, avoiding the oppressive force caused by staring at each other.

But Dazai suddenly grabbed Takeshita Akira's wrist, reacted passively and took the initiative, and said abruptly, "Tell me, is there another person named Dazai Osamu in the world?"

"..."

That guess made Dazai's mind suddenly clear, and a series of things were connected in series.

The sudden appearance, familiarity with disqualification in the world, Einstein's "Theory of Relativity", the sense of dissociation that does not belong to this world, the identity of having a firm belief but no job... everything points to that amazing possibility.

If so, everything makes sense.

Before that answer came, Dazai almost trembled when he heard his heartbeat suddenly amplified.

"No."

Akira Takeshita said firmly, "There is only one Osamu Dazai in this world. You are unique."

……

"this world".

Dazai smiled with satisfaction, his brows brightened.

"—I see."