【Taizhong】Ash

2.

Although he didn't drink, it was still midnight when Michizo Tachihara drove his boss back.

I was exposed to such a hot gossip, and Nakahara Zhongya changed the subject lightly after saying this sentence. Since the other party is the boss, I can't ask more questions, so Li Yuan Michizao has been patient all the way. It was very hard - it seemed that if the victim hadn't been by his side, he could have called Yin immediately to share his shocked and incoherent feelings at the moment.

He even thought about how to say at the beginning: Yin, are you asleep?Listen to me tell you one thing before sleeping, I promise you will never fall asleep after listening...

While thinking wildly, he slowly drove the car into a high-end residential area. Zhongyuan Zhong also propped his chin and said in a flat voice, "Turn left at the next intersection... Well, let's stop here."

Liyuan Daozao stepped on the brakes and looked at a small two-story villa in front of the front of the car. He was astounded that this community was worthy of the name of a rich area. In today's world where every inch of land is very expensive, it can still provide rich people with a good environment and a good relationship with each other. There is a detached villa with well-trimmed plants to leave enough privacy space, and then think about my small and dilapidated bachelor apartment. I don’t know if the money from selling that is enough to buy a parking space here.

Damn it, you bloody rich man.

Zhongyuan Zhong also yawned lazily, put his hands on the car door and planned to get out of the car: "Thank you for sending me back, be careful on the way back."

"It's okay, it's what I should do." Liyuan Michizao replied reflexively, and then he looked at his boss's face that looked a little more relaxed than before, and finally couldn't hold back the surging curiosity, Cautiously asked: "Well, maybe I'm talking too much... but about what Mr. Zhongyuan said just now, uh... you know, we all thought—"

"What's the matter?" Nakahara Nakata looked back in a daze, and Tachihara Michizo couldn't tell whether his boss really didn't take what he said to heart or was pretending to be stupid on purpose.After a few seconds, I suddenly realized, and remembered: "Oh, you said the mark."

"Yes, yes, yes." Michizo Tachihara nodded quickly.

"There's nothing to be surprised about, after all, we're in this business...huh." Zhongyuan Zhong also obviously didn't want to talk about this issue in depth.He hooked the corners of his mouth casually, but when the corner of his eye swept to the front right, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked carefully again: "Wait, is that Dazai?"

His eyes are not very good. He had injured his optic nerve in a job a few years ago. Although he recovered after careful treatment, his vision at night was inevitably affected.

Tachihara Michizo was taken aback, and subconsciously followed his gaze: "What? Oh, really, it's Dazai-san and...uh."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back in an instant, consciously or unintentionally peeking into the boss's family affairs.Tachihara Michizao swallowed, and cautiously said in Zhongyuanzhong's calm eyes, "It's Mr. Dazai and... the new girl from our department."

"From our department? Is their intelligence department trying to poach us here?" Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, but laughed again after seeing Tachihara Michizao's embarrassing expression, "Why are you so nervous, I don't Will tear her alive in the past."

...Oh, then can you let go of my car door handle? It is not easy for poor people to buy a car, so use it and cherish it.

"Really," Zhongyuan Zhong also noticed the indescribable eyes of his subordinates, he calmly let go of his clenched hands for a moment, cleared his throat and said, "Don't you know what kind of person Dazai is? How could getting married stop that guy from going to the garden... I'm used to it."

"Uh, you can't say that..." Tachihara Michizo said tactfully, "Mr. Dazai is not close to those women... Nine out of ten times it was for work."

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed mockingly: "Hmph."

He opened the car door and got out of the car, and walked towards the young man and woman who were standing at the door of the house talking happily.Li Yuan Daozao knew that he should leave immediately and avoid meddling with his boss's family affairs, but after a painful struggle between gossip and reason, he resolutely stayed, but he backed the car a little and stopped at an unsightly place. Attractive corners—

Nakahara Chuya hung his suit jacket in his arm and walked over lazily.

The two people who were happily chatting turned their heads at the same time, and at this distance, they could clearly see the panicked expression on the little girl's face: "Mr. Zhongyuan!"

little young.Zhong Yuanzhong also thought calmly in his heart.But after chatting for a few days, I bumped into him and acted like I was caught and raped in bed. At any rate, you should calm down a little bit, otherwise such a low-level paragraph would make me too lazy to even talk to him.

Osamu Dazai put his hands in the outer pocket of the windbreaker, and when he saw his own O approaching, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Hey, dear, are you back so late?"

"He Liyuan went to the bar for a few drinks." Zhong Ye stopped in front of him and raised his chin at him.Dazai lowered his head knowingly, and kissed the corner of his mouth naturally like he had done countless times before.After the kiss, Zhong also maintained the movement of raising his chin, and glanced back at the little girl. The moonlight came down from top to bottom, adding a bit of coldness to his indifferent eyes: "Who is this?"

Osamu Dazai smiled and said nothing, not intending to introduce at all.So the little girl had no choice but to clenched the corner of her clothes and introduced herself: "Mr. Zhongyuan, hello, I'm Miho Sato, who is new to the company."

Nakahara Chuya nodded perfunctorily, then lazily turned away his eyes and said to Dazai: "Then you talk, I'll go back first."

It seems that the attitude is a bit arrogant, but as far as Chuya Nakahara is concerned, he has enough capital to do so - first of all, he is the immediate boss among the company personnel that this little girl can get in touch with at present; An Omega who's been blah blah blah blah; finally, honestly, he's prettier than this little girl—and it's not 01:30.

Osamu Dazai held him in his arms from behind with squinted eyes and a smile: "Don't, I'll go home with you—I'm done talking."

"Whatever you want." Zhong pawed him impatiently, and let him go after failing to tear him off from his body, "Do you want to eat late at night? I'm going back to cook a bowl of noodles."

Osamu Dazai's eyes sparkled immediately.He licked the corner of his mouth maliciously, and said, "Eat, why don't you eat?" When they were almost at the door of the house, he realized that there was someone behind him, and waved his hand back: "It's so late, Miss Sato, hurry up!" Click to go back, be careful on the way home~"

The new girl from the company seemed to be holding her breath in her chest. After standing there dryly for a few minutes, she realized that she had no chance. She clutched her small handbag tightly, turned around and hurriedly walked towards her. car.

Leaving aside the little girl who was still sad, among the two people who strolled around and opened the door to go home, Osamu Dazai's "eat supper" must have a different meaning from what Chuya Nakahara said.Of course, Zhongya knew this too, but he didn't intend to talk about it. Of course, this decision was seen as a wisp of illusory smoke dissipating after half an hour. It was the same three years ago and three years later.

Half an hour later, Zhong Yuanzhong was also pushed onto the vegetable cutting table. His whole body was naked except for a tie still hanging around his neck. The bastard who insisted on eating "snack" supported his legs and made him tremble all over.

The pot for cooking noodles was bubbling and bubbling and steaming on the nearby fire, which mixed strangely with the sound of the liquid dripping to the ground when Nakaya's lower body was pushed quickly and hard.

When he was hungry, no matter what he did, he would get very angry, and Chuya hated his teeth itching, staring at Dazai with red narrow and beautiful eyes: "You... ah, can't you wait for me to finish eating?"

"Don't delay..." Dazai lowered his head to cover his mouth, while freeing up his hands to randomly put seasonings and leaves in the pot, "You don't go out at night these days, the pheromone smell on your body is so strong."

"Is there?" Being moved to a familiar position, Chuuya squinted his eyes comfortably and lay down in his arms, like a cat whose fur has been tamed temporarily, "Hmm...it seems to be coming to estrus soon."

"Fill another temporary mark today?" Dazai laughed, and whispered in his ear, "Or don't be so troublesome...take this opportunity and let me shoot in?"

This sentence was like a switch, and Nakahara's back tensed for a moment, and he looked up at the eyes of Alpha in front of him; Dazai looked at him with a smile, but there was not much smile in his kite-colored eyes—it was obvious that they were physically Making the most intimate contact, but the eyes of each other seem to be separated by a thick and strong wall.

After a while, Zhong Yuan Zhongye raised his hand and patted his face lightly, then snorted: "...you want to fight again, don't you?"

Osamu Dazai looked into his eyes condescendingly, and in the end, like every time before, he loosened his eyes first.He shrugged, and lightly diverted the subject: "Okay, take it easy honey, don't pinch me so tightly. Let's not talk about this issue—"

He said so in his mouth, but judging from the action of his thrusting in the next moment, he knew that what he thought in his heart and what he said were completely opposite to each other.

This kind of situation probably happened many times, and the two of them didn't want to bother about it, so they chose to maintain the precarious balance on the surface.In short, they acted as if nothing had happened just now. They cleaned up the battlefield, ate, washed and slept, and even wiped their guns before going to bed and almost had another attack on the bed-although the problem was still there and could not be ignored, neither of them had thought of it yet. A peaceful solution.

The next morning, they each drove to the office (no one could understand why the two of them had to drive two cars when they commuted to and from the same company), when Dazai walked into the office with the car keys, he clearly felt that everyone was treating him. The expressions on greetings are not quite right, and this can also be seen from the performance of many colleagues who came here with various excuses.

He went through his activities during this period but failed to find a reason, so he stopped him when the good boy Atsushi Nakajima left the office with the documents.

He smiled and said, "Dun Jun~ I have a question for you~"

Atsushi Nakajima was startled, and he stumbled when he spoke: "What, what is it? Mr. Dazai?"

Dazai observed the young man, looked left and right, looked at the ceiling, looked at the floor, but refused to see his performance, and was sure that these people had something to hide from him: "Tell me, I don't know what happened?"

Atsushi Nakajima pursed his lips tightly, with a resolute expression that he couldn't speak to death.

However, Dazai Osamu couldn't take this little trick to heart at all. The mouth of Chuya Nakahara, who was so stubborn back then, could be pried open by him, let alone a mere kid?He raised his eyebrows and knocked on the table: "Oh, there's nothing you can do if you don't want to say it, but Akutagawa in the next department is my former subordinate, I think he would be willing to have a good chat with me..."

Of course, Atsushi Nakajima recognized this kind of threat that was no longer hidden. After struggling for a while, he finally succumbed to his shameless boss: "Well... I said it, don't be angry, this is not true. I said."

"Yeah, tell me~"

"They said," Atsushi Nakajima lowered his head, secretly raised his eyes to look at his boss's expression so that he could slip away at any time, "They said that you...well, you should be treated early if you are sick...you can't, you can't because it's not easy to speak Hidden illness will delay going to the hospital, and..."

Dazai Osamu's expression darkened every time he said a word, the child swallowed, and finally said the last sentence.

"Still occupying...Mr. Zhongyuan."

TBC.