[Wen Ye] Hell changes

It is impossible for two people in the world to enter the same life world at the same time, nor is it possible for one person to have the ability to enter two identical life worlds.Now is the flower viewing period in spring in Japan. All kinds of men, women, old and young are living and dying in this country that has spent all its national spirit since World War II.

Young couples sit shoulder to shoulder under the cherry tree, and their shoulders inadvertently bear the rustling of falling petals and the lingering spring breeze.The tedious sound of falling flowers in the wind lingers and spreads throughout the world. Loving young couples plant playful murmurs in each other's ears, enjoying the indulgent love splashed by the spring-like love words and carols, in various shades of color The cherry blossom petals twinkle and intertwine in the air, dancing in the sky with graceful lines.

"Did you make any wish?" The boy outside asked the girl. "You are so close to me, you should have heard my heartbeat, you must have felt my strong and innocent wish. What do you think of the cherry blossoms here?" "Not as good as the ones in my hometown." "Really?" Really, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are more beautiful, much better than here." "Asshole, don't let me lose face." "How dare you, I say this because you are the most beautiful one." "Okay , then I will believe you this time..." The girl's cheeks turned red from embarrassment, and she took the initiative to stick her lover's face, sharing this heart-pounding warmth with him.

None of these people would have thought that not far from them, a young and beautiful girl like a cherry blossom had just left this world alone and helpless.The girl outside the window was leaning on her lover's shoulder and giggling, her ten fingertips were stained with a faint color of wine, and the liquid used for intoxication and dreaming stuck to the glass wall, dancing like a dreamlike river of light and sea.The girl in the window was lying next to her family and closed her eyes forever. The outside sunlight shone on her body, drawing a bright and silent curve, as if she was just asleep, never experienced life and death, never experienced Pain is average.

People were chatting and discussing today's weather and food, but Ryunosuke Akutagawa had to call his sister's name without getting a response in the narrow space.People are listening to the sound of spring, the sound of love, and the sound of hope, but Akutagawa Ryunosuke can only watch helplessly as his sister's breath of life disintegrates little by little under the pale light, turning into tasteless ashes.People are planning what kind of new clothes they will wear tomorrow to welcome the new beginning and the new day, but Akutagawa Yin’s tomorrow has already been frozen here, silent and insignificant, without warning and innocuous, like a shark licking salt .

Your nails can no longer be completely driven into the wall, leaving behind a wall with countless holes and holes as small as ants, where the paint is desiccated quietly like tears, while others bought it excitedly. Pile up new nails, and maybe even move your home to a place you can't even imagine.You are hungry, and other people's food is so much that it fills a mountain and pushes the mountain to the bottom.When you cry, others cry too. The difference is that you cry because of sadness and pain, while others cry because they have already played everything they can play and are so bored that they can only cry to try something new.You are dead, but there are still billions of people living well in the world. Tomorrow the earth will still rotate, the moon will still surround the earth and will not leave, the earth will not be hit, and the universe will not explode. If you die, you will die.You have nothing to do with the world, and the world has nothing to do with you.There are very few people who care about you or even just notice you, so few that they are infinitely close to the remains of dinosaurs that can be preserved for hundreds of millions of years.That's how the world works.

The lights are chaotically piercing through the flowers and willows, illuminating the dust and light in the world.The trajectory changes and the angles are staggered, and the lonely city tangoes again.

Osamu Dazai was so surprised that he forgot to breathe for a few seconds, and his eyes widened, but after realizing that the matter was irreversible, he slowly recovered his breathing rate, slowly put down the gun, and quietly watched Akutagawa Ryunosuke and Akutagawa silver.Akutagawa Ryunosuke's shoulders trembled up and down, tears rolled in the corners of his eyes, and he continued to cry hoarsely until he could no longer cry out. There was almost no sound similar to crying, and it was more like shouting while shouting at the same time. Vomiting incessantly.But even so, Osamu Dazai just looked at him from the side without responding.

The people outside the window are obsessed with cherry blossoms and love, and the people around them are watching them silently and refusing to respond, as if Ryunosuke Akutagawa is the only one in the world who is sad, only Ryunosuke Akutagawa is alone. Crying for Akutagawa Yin, crying for her death, others feel, ah, who is this girl, why did she do this, why did she appear suddenly, it is too dangerous, alas, Forget it, she did it voluntarily anyway, everything is irreversible, and it doesn't matter.

"Murderer, take a closer look! Give her back to me, my only family member! My sister..." Akutagawa Ryunosuke cried alone, letting the heart-piercing cry fall into the dark corner of the dark, Like being sucked into the sea.It can't be conveyed, and it can't get an echo.Occasionally heard in the wind similar to the sound of weeping, it will also blow into the street between people in an instant and disappear into a corner, never to be seen again, only from a distance that can never be touched.Sad and sad, sad and low.Uncertain, but also real and audible.The rise and fall of individuals, the fall of fate, the lament of the times.What happened to Osamu Dazai, what happened to society, he didn't know.

"Hold him quickly!" Ango Sakaguchi keenly noticed the abnormality of Akutagawa Ryunosuke's emotions, and worried that he would run away in the next second. Dazai Osamu might be immune to the damage of the supernatural ability, but not everyone else present.

But in fact, Ango Sakaguchi didn't know Akutagawa Ryunosuke at all. He probably knew that Akutagawa possessed clothes-related abilities, but he didn't accurately grasp the conditions for activation.Akutagawa Ryunosuke's current half-dead physical condition, and his extremely fragile mental state after being hit by his sister's death, it is hard to ask for a steady breathing, and there is nothing on his body that can be used as a Rashomon to activate the coat.Not to mention Dazai Osamu, now even elementary school students can throw their schoolbags at him casually and win a big victory.

Akutagawa desperately resisted Osamu Dazai's approach. When Osamu Dazai touched him with his hands, he even cried like a wounded baby, completely ignoring that he was a mental patient in the eyes of others, and he didn't want to let Dazai die. Just touch him.After seeing it, everyone thought in unison that the rumors were indeed true, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa was mentally unstable and would go crazy at any time.So everyone looked at him with ridiculous pity.

"Get out!" Akutagawa has never resisted anyone so fiercely.He was like dewdrops crumbling on the tails of dead branches and leaves, shrugging his shoulders and shivering like a wounded little animal.

Osamu Dazai grabbed his arm and kept comforting him: "Don't worry, go to the hospital and stay for a while, you will get better, you will get better, neither the doctor nor I will leave you, okay? ?”

"What are you talking about, what are you talking about?" Akutagawa struggled and stared at him in horror, "I'm not sick, I'm not sick at all, I..."

"Of course the patient won't admit that he is sick." Osamu Dazai smiled helplessly, stretching out his hand to straighten his messy temple hair, "Okay, since there is a mental illness, even the Supernatural Secret Service Division will not directly If you did it, you must be sent to the hospital first, so you are safe now... What's the matter, are you still afraid? Shaking non-stop, do you want me to hug you? You really haven't grown up at all." But no It's good to grow up.What Osamu Dazai wanted most, what he was most satisfied with, and what he tried his best to fight for was this kind of state where he would not grow up, would not leave, and would only cuddle up to himself.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai felt a lot better, and he didn't have to worry about all kinds of things.He looked at Gin Akutagawa who was lying next to Akutagawa Ryunosuke with a serious expression, and sighed: "Life is really fragile." He seemed to have completely ignored Akutagawa's frightened expression, and stroked Akutagawa's blood-stained cheek , blinking tenderly in anticipation: "My black-eyed Ryunosuke."

"Don't call me that."

"I think it's cute, don't you like it?"

"That's Fei Jia's exclusive title."

"Who is Fedya?"

"Dostoevsky."

"Ah?" Osamu Dazai clearly looked like he was about to shed tears, but he was distorted because of feigned surprise, instead he didn't have any expression on his face, "I don't know you."

"You will know."

"I don't want to know, I'm not interested in knowing, I don't want to know, I don't want to hear." As if afraid of what Akutagawa would say, he quickly hugged Akutagawa tightly into his arms, "I know, you are all The most obedient person in the world, no matter what I say, you will listen, you will do it, you are the most obedient... From now on, I will be your only support, and I will be by your side every day until you recover from the hospital. "

Akutagawa didn't push him away, nor did he refute, just remained silent.

"I'll take you wherever you want after you recover, okay? It's said that patients go to travel and relax after being discharged from the hospital. Where do you like? China? The United States? England? France? Or the quieter Nordic side? Iceland, is Iceland okay? What’s the matter, you don’t talk? Could it be that you still prefer Asia? It’s not impossible to speak in India, but it may not match your personality there. Still don’t talk? Let me tell you one by one Guess, you..."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke remained silent.The blood on Akutagawa Gin's body stained a large area of ​​the floor red, and finally stopped spreading.

"I like you, Akutagawa. I love you. Really, really, more than the truth...I love you more than anyone else in the world. Are you not satisfied with being held in my arms all the time? That's right, you are a person with strong self-esteem and will not admit defeat. As long as you are willing to answer that you love me too, I am willing to let me be the next one."

Dazai Osamu looked calm and friendly on the surface, but his palms were already covered with sweat. He firmly grasped Akutagawa Ryunosuke's arm, silently revealing his extremely humble begging, as if he had transformed from a giant into a giant in a second. ant the size of a fingernail.

"As long as you want, I can be fucked by you, and I can call you. I didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, look at my eyes... My eyes are full of love, and love is written all over them. As long as It is enough to answer that you love me too. All I want are these words, which are just a verbal promise. My, my... My world's number one beautiful, cruel, cruel, I only know the little black eyes that torment me... Love me... Can't you love me? Can't you? Well, if you can't, just say something, you can choose to pretend to deceive me, just say a few words Words are not difficult at all... So, miss me? Haven't you missed me for so many years... It's just a few words, just tell me, okay? It's just a few words, just a few words ...Obviously...Obviously it's just a few words!"

Again there was silence.Time did not make him understand little by little in the slow fire and stew, it only made him more difficult to speak in the ups and downs of the world, as if his tongue had already become as pale as white powder in the withered four seasons Mottled, crushed into a fleshy paste, and the words that can be spit out from the tongue are also burnt through the embers.Now the beautiful lips that Osamu Dazai thinks about day and night are just a kind of shell, and what spits out from them is not even embers, only eloquent blocky silence.He began to be afraid of Osamu Dazai, and he didn't want to say a word to Osamu Dazai, even if it was just a cold snort.

He slowly turned his face away and closed his eyes.

Dazai Osamu muttered "How can you not miss me" in his mouth, while putting one hand on his shoulder and the other pinching his chin, demanding him to turn his face back forcefully.Akutagawa couldn't beat him.When he forced his chin to turn his face back, Akutagawa saw the body of his sister lying beside him.At that moment, Ryunosuke Akutagawa couldn't stand it anymore, he gritted his teeth and pushed Osamu Dazai away like a real mental patient, this push seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his life.After pushing away, he leaned back feebly, slumped on the back of the wheelchair, and slowly curled up his upper body, looking extremely insecure.Dazai looked at him in disbelief.

He curled up there, holding his head in pain, biting his lip until blood oozes from the skin, and made a hissing sound from between his teeth that was about to cry.Of course he knows how to break Osamu Dazai.

"Fei Jia, save me!"

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I'm spoiling the ending again, it can be seen that it is fate orz (Zhi Yanzhai: Good guy, I learned it for you