[Wen Ye] Hell changes

Even with such thick black smoke, the surrounding crowd is still surging, making people feel that their own shadows are about to be cut to pieces by the life that gallops past them.Dazai Osamu stood next to Oda Sakunosuke, looking at the black smoke rising towards the sky in front of him.

The puff was like a severed arm that had been dismembered and then deformed and discolored. It approached them with almost rough resentment, and pounced on their olfactory sensing range with the bloody smell of rusty guns.Twisted sweat began to flow silently from their foreheads.

Osamu Dazai felt that he should have encountered the darkest moment in his life.

He probably couldn't keep Ryunosuke Akutagawa, nor could he keep his friends.He came to this world with nothing, and after living hard, he said goodbye to everyone with nothing.The ending he least wanted was almost sealed.

After repeated persuasion to no avail.Oda Sakunosuke stubbornly embarked on the road of revenge.Osamu Dazai had to decide to take a tougher line, hoping that Mori Ogai would allow himself to use troops to rescue his friends.He immediately went back to the port mafia to meet Mori Ogai.

Mori Ogai sat indoors.

At this moment, the light was dim, and more than half of his body was in the shadows. Coupled with the dark-toned clothing and hair color, he looked fierce in the shadows.Only when his pupils constrict when he is emotional can a little white light appear on his body.

"I express my strong sympathy." Sen Ou said expressionlessly outside.

"If we act now, it is possible to save Odasaku."

"Forcibly dragging back a life that has made a heroic decision is only to trample on this life."

"I can't agree."

Osamu Dazai turned around, but it was no accident that he saw the muzzle of the gun on his forehead at the moment of turning around.The dark hole.Dull black color.The smoke of the tomb.The spark of life.He felt as if he saw the dark cave in that nightmare, which made him feel the fragility of being a human being, and at the same time felt the anxiety of having to bear this fragility.

"You want to take Akutagawa with you?"

"Is it not possible? I think I have this right. After all, I am his guardian."

"It's better to give up this kind of thinking." Mori Ogai calmly stared at Osamu Dazai who was frozen in place, his calmness was unbelievable, as if he was just saying that he just took a sip of water, "Akutagawa's physical condition is not good. Just now There are reports that he is now unconscious."

"he……"

"His mental state is very poor, and he is naturally sensitive, sentimental, and has a melancholic temperament, so he has some symptoms of depression early on. I have communicated with him in private, but he... I plan to send him abroad. Resting, his flesh and internal organs have accumulated too much pain and pressure. As for whether he can survive, it depends on his own good fortune."

"Boss, you want to send him abroad, and leave him alone?"

"Yes. What's the matter, I didn't express myself clearly enough?"

"You can't do this, Akutagawa..."

"Akutagawa is completely free to go abroad. He doesn't need a reason for leaving Japan, and he doesn't need a causal relationship. There is no problem."

"but!"

"I know. You miss him. But it's too late, he should have boarded the plane by now." Mori Ogai exaggeratedly added a sad ending to his words like reciting poetry, "Dazai Osamu , there are always people you can’t get in this world.”

Osamu Dazai put away his expression of obvious emotional ups and downs.He suddenly smiled.

"Boss, you like him."

"Well, as a leader, I naturally like subordinates with potential."

"Hahaha, you know, I'm not talking about this kind of liking. You deliberately put Nakahara Chuya and Akutagawa into a group to separate Akutagawa and me, and at the same time gain Akutagawa's trust, and indirectly affect Akutagawa's emotional tendencies. It is expected that he will not agree to Zhongye in the Central Plains in the end, the snipe and the clam will fight, and the fisherman will benefit, and in the end you can take advantage of it."

"Dazai-kun talked a lot today. I don't know if his mouth is dry. There is a water dispenser there. You can go and pour a cup of hot water." Mori Ogai leisurely pointed to the corner, then closed his eyes, then The tight lips and trembling eyelashes made him look like he was mourning, "You can only choose one of Akutagawa and Oda-kun. If you rush now, I don't know if it's too late. Should I choose to see off my friend or contact Akutagawa, it's up to you."

Osamu Dazai felt his parched throat become even more hot and sour due to the emotions he was holding back at the moment.He could only bite his lip to relieve the discomfort.One step forward, he will usher in the end of Oda Saku's imminent death, and one step back, he will accept the reality of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's death.He would never see Odasaku wake up again, nor would he see Ryunosuke Akutagawa open his eyes in front of him again.

Oda Sakunosuke will die in battle, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke will die short due to his frailty.No matter how hard he tries to keep Akutagawa close to him, the grave is the last place Akutagawa will go.Maybe many years later, the body of Oda Sakunosuke will lie with Akutagawa, sleeping in the cement pit under the same stone tablet.Or maybe, after more than half a century, their bones will be moved to the other side to make room for the next comer.

He couldn't get in touch with Akutagawa, he could only hear endless busy messages.

This indescribable muffled driving sound made him feel like he was in hell.

And when he rushed to the enemy's base camp, Oda Sakunosuke could no longer be saved.

In the end all he had was Oda Sakunosuke's quivering last words and the never-ending busy tone on his phone.Sakunosuke Oda's life was reduced to a few sloppy strokes in the book of life and death, and before long his bones would be piled messily on the stiff stone slab, waiting for someone else to wring out the ashes from the white relic.

That night, he saw Ryunosuke Akutagawa in his dream.There was a door between Akutagawa and him, and he sat silently inside, while he stood quietly outside the dark door.

In reality, he couldn't get in touch with Akutagawa anyway, maybe the latter has already been sent on a plane to a foreign country.is China?Or America?Or Russia?Or Western Europe?he does not know.They would leave Japan anyway, across the sea to the east or west.

the sea.Maybe in the future, he will be separated from Akutagawa by an ocean for the rest of his life, maybe even the entire Pacific Ocean.

As soon as he thought of this, he pushed the door open.

"Why didn't you answer me? Has your phone been hidden by someone?"

"Mr. Dazai?" Akutagawa turned his head and looked at him blankly, "What are you talking about? I have been waiting for you to come home for a long time."

Osamu Dazai was puzzled: "Wait for me to go home?"

"Thank you." Akutagawa stared intently at Osamu Dazai, and could see his reddish ears, "Do you need to prepare dinner?"

"Can you cook?"

"I learned it for you."

"why?"

"Because of taking care of your life. Isn't that obvious?"

"Why?" Osamu Dazai repeated the question stiffly.

"Because I'm by your side and I won't leave."

"Why? Even if you are pierced by bullets and knocked out by fists, you still want to stay by my side? Impossible. Don't lie to yourself, Akutagawa." He pushed Akutagawa away with a sneer, "I'm not that stupid."

"What's wrong with you? Haven't I been by your side so far? Staying by your side is like breathing for me, and I don't need a reason." Akutagawa Ryunosuke gently approached him in his surprise, "I will not leave."

This time Osamu Dazai did not slap his hand on his cheek.

Akutagawa's hands were so cold, like a corpse.Can a living person's hands really be this cold?Can this kind of bone-piercing coldness really be possessed by living people?

Osamu Dazai shook his hand back blankly.

"I understand. I won't leave either. Ryunosuke is an obedient boy, and it's my black eyes alone."

He understood that he and Akutagawa were already together here, and they had already made a promise not to be weird at some point.Regardless of whether all this is true or not, don't think about when it all started, at least the current situation is beyond doubt.

"Then wait for me to come back."

"Waiting for you to come back?" Osamu Dazai felt Akutagawa pull his hand out of his palm, so he immediately took his hand again, "Where are you going? Haven't you finished talking?"

"There's nothing to say, Mr. Dazai. It's just a long trip, and I'll be back soon." Akutagawa in his dream showed a toothy smile that was almost impossible to appear in reality.

What far door?what are you saying?You said you won't leave just a second ago, didn't you?The Akutagawa in front of him seemed to have lost its substance, and turned into a fuzzy mass of color, completely getting rid of him, and began to move away lightly.Osamu Dazai chased after him, and stared at Akutagawa who was slowly leaving with wide eyes, as if he was trying to outline a satisfactory shape for the fuzzy mass of colors in front of him.

Obviously Akutagawa left so slowly, obviously his steps were so powerful, but no matter what he couldn't narrow the distance between them.

Akutagawa's figure gradually faded, making the glass window in front of him come into view.The reflection of the door shakes on the glass window.There is a row of big characters written on the door, which is exactly the same as what is written at the end of a hundred years of loneliness: it is like being slowly eaten to death by ants.

Akutagawa, don't be like this, can't you understand me?Osamu Dazai stretched out his hand, but he could only catch white ash similar to embers, which was similar to the residue left after the cremation of a corpse. Just looking at it drove him almost crazy.

Death, corpse, residue, embers.That's all.He knelt down on the ground decadently, and the ashes that were caught in his palm just now gradually disappeared from his fragile palm.

black eyes.my dark eyes.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who had evaporated to the point where only the head and neck remained, slowly widened the arc of the corners of his lips, forming a crescent-like smile, and his eye lids merged into a delicate line.

"Goodbye."

"Can't you keep saying goodbye while you're alive? Is this kind of thing hard to do?" He yelled at Ryunosuke Akutagawa.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's body was completely turned into circles of fly ash, like the traces left after being eaten by ants, and also like dark gray flames.

His dark eyes melted into nothingness in an instant.

A little bit of dust showed a pale dark red in the weak light, swirled like an eel in the cold air, floated into his palm, which was still clenched tightly, and then flew towards the looking for man through the faintly visible gap between his fingers. The endless sky, rushing towards the untouchable Milky Way, passing through the unknown planet in red glaze, and went to a distant place that Osamu Dazai didn't know where.

Then Osamu Dazai woke up from the dream.

The room was not lit, and when I opened my eyes, I couldn’t see anything. It was pitch black, and I could only faintly see the lines of the pattern on the ceiling.

The bone-like moonlight appeared outside the window.

The moment he saw the moon, he finally woke up to a fact.

He seemed to have nothing left.

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The author has something to say:

I deleted the chapter of Oda Sakunosuke's inner monologue.