[Wen Ye] Hell changes

Ryunosuke Akutagawa's physical condition finally reached its limit, and the pressure and exhaustion accumulated without limit exploded at a certain point in time.In the past, these trivial things that symbolized a negative state were ignored by people. Even Ryunosuke Akutagawa himself felt that there was no serious problem and that he could survive all of this. Exist, unless die now.As long as you become a corpse, you can bear the burden endlessly.

It happened very suddenly.One day, Tachihara Michizo suddenly told Akutagawa that he was going to see the Armed Detective Agency because there was someone he had to meet.

"Do you still remember what I told you back then? I said that I also have an older brother." The sadness in Michizao Tachihara's eyes gradually deepened as the words progressed, "The me back then was just to give I joined the Hound after my brother took revenge. Not long ago, I learned the location of the Armed Detective Agency and contacted the members.”

"You want revenge?"

"I don't know..." He hesitated, his eyes flicked wildly, and his lips were pursed to sigh, "But I know, I have to meet with the female doctor who was in charge of my brother's injury back then, whether I choose force or peace, This side is a must see.”

Akutagawa Ryunosuke can understand his choice. After all, this is his ultimate goal after being a spy for so many years. Knowing the truth about his brother's death and avenging him is the spiritual motivation that supports him through the lonely years. My chance has finally come. If I don't meet with that female doctor, it will be equivalent to wasting my time in vain for many years.

However, Tachihara Michizao was still relatively calm. To be on the safe side, he told Akutagawa the place where he agreed to meet with the Armed Detective Agency. If something unexpected happens and the Armed Detective Agency hurts him, Akutagawa can use his own method to solve the problem. Whether to choose to help him, choose to save his life depends on how Akutagawa will make a choice at that time. Similarly, if Tachihara Michizo loses his mind at that time, Akutagawa Ryunosuke has the right to stop and enlighten him.These are all requested by Tachihara Michizao himself, because he is not sure that the armed detective society will not use force against him, and he is not sure whether he will hate to do some impulsive things.

Not long after Tachihara Michizo was sent away, Akutagawa Ryunosuke fell ill.

The enormous pain and fatigue were like a silencer bomb detonated silently in his body, and the residual heat brought by the yellow smoke and stinging dust lingered around his heart, slowly spreading from the inside to the outside.The moment he passed out, he felt that his blood was scorching hot like boiling cooking oil, his tendons were extremely tense like wax and sulfur, the blood overflowing from his internal organs was like molten cruel lead, and his limbs were like heavy The rocks that are in pairs and groups in the tide are still lonely, but what are his eyes and his quiet tears like?Unfortunately, he didn't have time to describe it.

At last he stooped, lost to himself, and bent over the death of the slender days.

If those senior members of the Japanese Communist Party were still alive, if Katayama Qian, Ozaki Hidemi, Nakanishi Isao, and Sorge had not passed away, how would they view Japan today?What will they say to me?Akutagawa Ryunosuke couldn't help thinking about it.How will they evaluate, how will they instruct, and how will they choose?When this experience is completely over, will I still have the chance to open my eyes again?I really don't know what to do...

Yokohama tonight is still full of stars and lights, but people's hearts still seem to be empty.

The sky outside the window suddenly seeped a wave of white light floating back and forth, like the reflection of the full moon lingering on the edge of the horizon, like the reflection of the full moon on the surface of the pool, but it didn't fully appear, it just showed the tip of the light, and it faded away after a while exhausted.

The remnants of white light are linked between the billowing clouds and smoke, brewing several times, as if they are playing the question of the smoke in the sky and the ears in the ground.The distance between the plucked out subtle song and the mortal world is trillions of light-years, and the space-time gap is trillions of earth plus the solar system, so that no one can hear the extinction of starlight and the collapse and collision of stars that are going on at this moment the sound of.That song didn't even finish a complete song, it was already blurred in the afterimage of another planet, and all the operations of the universe were also quickly dimmed, leaving only countless light-years away. The ridicule of Yunyan, or the volcanoes on a certain planet are constantly missing, waiting, and moving away.

Hearing that Ryunosuke Akutagawa fell ill, the people who admired him were all heartbroken, waiting for the doctor's consultation outside the ward.

The doctor said: "His condition is too pessimistic, and he may not be able to survive tonight. You'd better start preparing for the funeral of a beauty just like the Chinese allusion of burying incense."

The crowd was in chaos, the soreness from tears and the fear from cold sweat poured out from the trembling sound of vocal cord twitching, and it poured down in an instant to form the strongest sound about fate.

"Without Senior Akutagawa, what shall we do?"

"Senior Akutagawa is gone, how should we act and survive in the future?"

"Besides Akutagawa-senpai, who else can save us? Who else can help us?"

The doctor also said: "The patient does have many old injuries. I am afraid that it will not be possible to give a definite answer for a while, but there is no need to be so negative. There is still hope for recovery."

The crowd wept with joy, hurriedly took out papers and handkerchiefs and wiped their faces, thinking that they should have wiped away their tears and nose, turned their heads, looked around each other, and began to wipe each other's faces in a mess until everyone was right. until you are satisfied with your state.

"That's great, the sky is sure to never stop us!"

"Now our actions can be guaranteed again, and we can have food and a way to go!"

"Akutagawa-senpai will always protect us in the future, and will always serve us selflessly. It's really great!"

The doctor continued: "However, the proportion of failure is always greater than the proportion of success. Please don't be overly emotional. You should weigh the advance and retreat, face the result rationally, and prepare for the cost of medicine and surgery."

The crowd restrained their faces and laughed, and couldn't help feeling sad again, indulging in tears, watching from afar, thinking, and lingering in their hearts.

Not long after, the doctor sent another message, no more words, just said to them: "Not optimistic."

The crowd was sure of the fateful ending, but they still held a sliver of hope. They tried their best to suppress the growing sentimentality in their hearts, and tried their best to turn this sentimentality into a kind of sentiment towards the world full of hope and God's blessing. Good looking.

After that, news about Akutagawa Ryunosuke's condition came again.this is the last time.The doctor didn't say a word, just sighed, put his hands behind his waist, looked away as if he couldn't bear it, and walked away melancholy and guilty.

Only then did the masses affirm that Akutagawa Ryunosuke was mortal, and the last hope finally fell through.Outside the ward, they were crying and discussing what to do in the future and how to face the cruel fact that Senior Akutagawa is about to die.

"Senior Akutagawa will never die. Death does not belong to a hero. Even if his physical body has lost its vitality, his great soul will live forever and illuminate our direction forever!"

"That's right, even if Senior Akutagawa dies, he still cares about the people and everyone. Even the second before he died, he was still dedicated to us!"

"It must be so. Senior Akutagawa dedicated himself to the end before his death, and after his death he will also turn into a wise soul. Like a living Buddha, he will always bless us and bless us in secret!"

"That's really good! For this reason, shouldn't we put away our tears, pray and sing for Akutagawa-senpai to die without pain? Shouldn't we pray for Akutagawa-senpai's happy death and sing a carol for him, So that he will look at us and protect us without complaint or regret after death? Shouldn't we make some modest efforts for the death of Akutagawa-senpai?"

Everyone applauded unanimously, and was so moved by these remarks that they couldn't wipe away the tears, and everyone started to act with tears on their eyes.

They tied a red thread on Akutagawa Ryunosuke's finger, the red thread was connected to the liquid medicine bag hanging above, and a bell was hung on the end of the thread.If Ryunosuke Akutagawa moves, the bell will ring. If he never wakes up again, the bell will never have an artificial reaction. Similarly, if Ryunosuke Akutagawa dies After waking up once, then when the sound of the bell completely disappeared, that is when he successfully ascended to heaven.

People prayed, sang, and praised beside his hospital bed, hoping that he would die early and die happily, so that after death he could be transformed into a sacred spiritual symbol to protect them forever.These singing voices praying for Ryunosuke Akutagawa's quick death were sung directly from his mouth, wrapping Ryunosuke Akutagawa on the hospital bed with the fire of his dying words, and the depths of the singer's eyes were burning with all kinds of red rays of light, crisp The singing voice revolves around Ryunosuke Akutagawa like a dead leaf. The singer is simply in love with it, and the listener is addicted to it.

Like letting leeches and mylabris bleed a patient whose blood has been poisoned, the crowd let out a song full of anticipation from their throats.

The moon's scattered brilliance is full of bleak light like an extinguished candle.The falling flowers outside the window are like people falling from a building.Night has fallen imperceptibly.It is night that makes this chant all the more bitter.

Those present are waiting for Akutagawa Ryunosuke's death, those not present are looking forward to Akutagawa Ryunosuke's death, people beside the hospital bed are fantasizing about Akutagawa Ryunosuke's death, and people outside the hospital bed are preparing for Akutagawa Ryunosuke's death Death, people who don't love Akutagawa Ryunosuke desire him to die, those who love Akutagawa Ryunosuke desire him to die more than desire, people who don't love Akutagawa Ryunosuke are waiting for his funeral, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke Zhijie's beloved people prayed by his hospital bed that he would never return until he died, and passed his life and ascended to heaven smoothly.

Ah, may the majestic and sad Pacific Ocean and its sprays send this song of prayer to the muddy crevices of the seabed, to the lava rocks of thousands of miles of volcanoes, to the dark gills of flowing fish, to the branches of broad-leaved trees In the cracks, ah, I hope that Akutagawa-senpai can happily ascend to heaven, I hope that Akutagawa-senpai can pass away and live forever in the hearts of the people, I hope that Akutagawa-senpai can become a Buddha after death and bless each of us... Send to Akiba The dust of the fiasco, sent to the ascending twitter of the birds, sent to the indistinguishable fluff of the long clouds, ah, dirty is clean, clean is dirty, very good is very evil... to the invisible air Layer, send to the ray of sunlight hidden behind the black clouds at this moment, send to any layer that every inch of the earth can reach, ah, the Buddha is always there, it is pitiful and unreal, the sound of people is silent at dawn, and you meet in a hazy dream...

The whole world is responding and singing this prayer together, everything in this world is calling the name of Akutagawa Ryunosuke.The world is responding to him.He is Ryunosuke Akutagawa.is the only one.Be a hero.is God.is the devil.is the world.That is, in a word, he is nothing.

The sudden but quiet enough bell rang.The crowd didn't pay attention, but was so absorbed in praying and singing that they didn't notice the movement on the bed at all.

The crisp ringtones are added to the singing, making the song more mysterious and beautiful.The gospel singing death is colored and doubled by the sound of bells, multiplied by the night that is sprinkled and piled up, so that at this moment one can see humanity, so that one can see through everything at this moment, such that tears flicker on the edge of the eye socket, such On this late night there is no kiss goodbye.

The bell rang again.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke faintly woke up.

The lovely crowd is singing around me.Everyone is singing, everyone is praying, everyone is wishing for my death.Wishing my death... wishing me... wishing... wishing I could...

Tears trickled down from the edges of his eyes.

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The author has something to say:

【Note】

① There is a reference to Chekhov's "Chameleon".

②Crossing the east of the river in the torrential rain, and the strong wind blowing into the sea:

No｜proletary｜class｜revolutionary, peasant｜movement king——Peng Pai, who fought for the liberation of peasants all his life. When he was escorted to the execution ground by the enemy, the peasants all came to watch the excitement, thinking that someone was going to be beheaded. It was very fun. Heckling and laughing, he didn't realize that the person who was about to be beheaded was fighting for their lives until his death, so Peng Pai was heartbroken and blurted out this tragic and desperate poem: "Crossing the River in the Rain" , the wind blows into the sea. Life and death are always the king, the poor king is puzzled."

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