【Taizhong】Fantasy Love

The night fell.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed open the door. It was already night when they returned to this once luxurious old house. The butler's son gave them the key, and he turned to the left. After a dull sound, dust gushed from the originally closed gap. come out.He coughed twice. The electric circuit and waterway were cut off after the original residents moved out. Behind the door was a pitch-black area, with nothing in sight, like an endless cave that could absorb everything.

Zhongyuan Zhong also reluctantly used the light of his mobile phone to illuminate the road. The ground was full of dust, as was the air. frowned.Osamu Dazai closed the door, and the light beam from the mobile phone flashed across. He opened the curtains of the hall on the first floor, and the night illuminated by lightning slightly dispelled the darkness.

It was exactly the same as that day.Zhongyuan Zhong also said.

How is it written in the diary, let me listen to it?Osamu Dazai was very interested.

They groped forward in the dark, and the old house was abandoned. It was obvious that no one had set foot here since the old housekeeper fell ill.The mahogany staircase winding up to the second floor lay in a corner of the hall. Zhongyuan Zhong also stepped on it, and his feet creaked. He stepped on something lying on the road several times, so he could only try to kick it away.He and Osamu Dazai walked to the second floor, the long corridor was endless, only a piece of darkness.

He visited the original Patriarch on the 26th, Ino entertained him, he came to the funeral on the 28th, and in the diary on the 26th, the original Patriarch had spoken to him, so it must have happened on the 27th.Zhong Yuanzhong also recounted the contents of the diary.

Osamu Dazai rummaged through the small table at the entrance of the corridor, opened the carved drawer, and took out a half-cut candle from it. He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the candle. The flickering flame immediately illuminated the entire corridor. There are dusty paintings hanging on the side, and the bent wall lamp is full of spider webs. Zhong Yuanzhong also took a few steps forward. He is still a little dizzy and dizzy. The carpet reveals dull footsteps following his steps. Sound, Osamu Dazai held a candle, as if thinking.

What is the best way to understand something.he asks.

There is no evidence for what happened 25 years ago. How can we find out?he asked back.

Time cannot be turned back, but we can work hard to get close to it, Osamu Dazai thought about it, or... restore it.

are you ready.Dazai Osamu's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stood at the door of the room, holding a white porcelain plate with candles on it. The faint fire light illuminated the few steps in front of him, and even the old wallpaper stuck to the wall also appeared.He was standing at the corner of the stairs, in the room at the end of the corridor that had once been occupied by Ino and her ailing husband.Zhong Yuanzhong also held a candle and walked towards the end of the corridor step by step. The carpet rubbed against each other, the fire flickered, and the shadow of the wall lamp flickered.

As he walked, recalling the contents of the diary, Ino's face couldn't get out of his mind.They are restoring the scene on the night of the 27th. The diary said that the news of the death was announced on the morning of the 28th, so it is assumed that the death happened at night.According to the old man, the old butler should have been waiting at the bottom of the stairs that night. At this moment, he was Ino, holding the candle on the disk, and walked step by step into the room of his seriously ill husband.

It just so happened that it was raining now. According to the housekeeper’s brief description, he and Osamu Dazai opened all the windows in advance. The torrential rain came in from the windows, wet the curtains and the floor, and the door was blown open by the strong wind. The night wind carried showers, covering the sky and even blowing on his face, making him feel cold and unwell. The sound of howling wind was mixed with the sound of noisy rain, and the dark corridor was filled with horrible noises.

If you were going to kill me, what would you do?Osamu Dazai asked him on the phone.

what will i do.Zhong Yuanzhong also kept thinking.The environment was too realistic, and tonight was very similar to that day 25 years ago. The content of the diary was mixed with the old man's narration. For a few seconds, he really felt that there was an old housekeeper waiting at the stairs.Osamu Dazai's face was imprinted in his mind, at this moment he was Ino, and Osamu Dazai was his sickly husband, how would he kill him?

medicine.He was the first to think of it.It must be medicine.

He turned and went into the next room, found a cup in the room, and poured some water into it. The water was the rainwater he caught by reaching out the window. He wanted to restore the medicine, so he found his own from the suitcase. Inhibitor, the candle was swayed by the strong wind and was going to be extinguished several times. He protected the flame of the candle with one hand and stood up.

It is medicine.He said to Osamu Dazai on the phone.will be medicine.

Come here.In a rainy day, the signal was not good, and there was a crackling sound, and Osamu Dazai's voice was not very clear in the sound of the electric current.

He took the pills and water, and the candle, and continued to walk to the end room.

The reason for killing me is.Osamu Dazai asked.

heritage.The famous family never thought of this at the first time.Nakahara is also analyzing all the benefits that Ino can get.The right to control the property, he said, has no other descendants, and Yingshu is also in her hands... From now on, everything will be hers.

Does she love her husband?Osamu Dazai asked.

He looked at the pill in his hand, and the dirty rainwater was rippling in the cup.At this moment, he is Ino, and in the room is a man who has not been able to stand up for more than ten years. She has already spent half of her youth in this old house, taking care of a man who can only cough.

Not now.He draws conclusions.

He shook his drowsy but excited head, walked to the door, and stretched out his hand to push the door open.Osamu Dazai lay flat on the bed, and used it to guide his mobile phone to be placed beside the pillow. Osamu Dazai closed his eyes, sleeping restlessly, and his eyelashes were reflected on his eyelids.They restored the scene of that day 100%. Osamu Dazai was covered with a thin quilt and his face was pale.The windows were left open, and the wind blew the curtains flutteringly, knocking down all the classics on the desk.Lightning struck across the sky, illuminating Dazai Osamu's face on the pillow.

Can you close the window?Dazai coughed softly.It's noisy.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned for a moment, but soon realized that they were already in this last scene, and the patient didn't like to open the window, so he got up, walked to the stage and closed the window.The noise was immediately blocked by the glass, and he brought water to the bedside.

Is Hideki asleep?Osamu Dazai said.

asleep.he answered.You take medicine first.

Osamu Dazai's hands were trembling slightly, the pain made him unable to hold things steadily, he started to cough when holding the glass, the glass was overturned, and the cloudy liquid flowed on the bed, wetting the bedding.

He hurriedly took the tumbled glass, the blame and impatience appeared in his eyes for a second, but was quickly covered by his normal face.Take your medicine quickly, I'll clean it up.

Osamu Dazai took the medicine in his hand and looked at him.

Is it medicine?Nakahara also felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that he was not. He had completely replaced Ino. She wanted to kill an Alpha, and now he wanted to kill the Alpha played by Osamu Dazai.

It wasn't medicine, he was sure, medicine would make people very painful, and Yingshu was not woken up.

Medicines may not work.He stood up and took the pill from Osamu Dazai's hand.The injection prescribed by the doctor last time is still there, I'll get it.

Osamu Dazai looked at him from behind, with meaningful eyes, and said yes softly.

He took the injection.

There were no injections actually, but he had immersed himself in it.Nakahara also randomly took a pen in the next room, assuming it was an injection, and the old butler finally packed up the medicine. He could be sure of the method of killing Ino. She personally poured the deadly poison for her husband, and there was no pain. Moaning, without any resistance, Alpha's life was ended as quickly as possible.He walked into the door, and Osamu Dazai sat on the bed and looked at him with deep eyes.

I will give you an injection.He half crouched down.

Dazai held out his hand.

They acted very well, he was, Dazai Osamu who guided him was even more so, Dazai Osamu followed him step by step to restore everything that day, at this moment he stretched out his hand, and the blue and white blood vessels were in front of him.It must have been the same day, did the husband know that?Knowing that his wife ultimately chose to let him die?If he doesn't know, it's unilateral murder, but what if he does?Nakahara Chu also felt pain, maybe Ino also felt pain at that time, they were very close, and he could smell the light Alpha smell on Dazai Osamu.Mixed with the old wood smell and decayed air in the room.

He felt his head hurt even more, as if all the discomforts of the day had submerged him at this moment like a volcanic eruption. He held Osamu Dazai's wrist, but he couldn't get it going. He felt hesitant, confused, and uncomfortable. He squatted lower body, panting violently.

Zhongye?Osamu Dazai felt something was wrong, and at this moment he broke away from the day 25 years ago, jumped off the bed, and grabbed Omega's shoulders.Zhong Yuanzhong also felt hot all over, and almost started to tremble. The pen in his hand fell off, but he bit his lip tightly. He clenched his fists and knelt on the floor.

What’s wrong with you?allergy?estrus?he asked aloud.

The torrential rain is still falling, it is in heat, he replied in his heart.He had stayed by Dazai Osamu's side for too long, and the interaction of pheromones finally broke out at this moment, and his estrus period was fully advanced by a week, not a low-grade fever, but a complete entry into the state.Osamu Dazai circled him, he was not Ino anymore, he was just the stubborn Nakahara Chuya at the moment, he pushed him away irritably.You go out first, he said, and leave me alone for a while.

Osamu Dazai kissed him, regardless of his objection and resistance.He pressed him to the corner of the bed, where the filth of death and murder 25 years ago was full, but he kissed him, this kiss gave him the greatest degree of comfort he could achieve now, Osamu Dazai hooked his tongue, touching Touching his lips, touching nose tips, pheromone fusion and exchange, his drowsy and burning brain began to regain sanity in this steamy kiss.Where are the inhibitors?Osamu Dazai asked him, is it in your box?

Zhong Yuanzhong also stretched out his hand, pointing to the white pills that had been scattered on the ground and covered with dust.

I'm going out to find water, you wait.Osamu Dazai stood up, ready to go out.

He grabs him.

Dazai turned around.

Too dirty, no more.Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his fists, he didn't want to say this, but he had to say it.

Do previous deals still count?he asks.

Osamu Dazai was taken aback, but then smiled.

Calculate.He said.

TBC