[Taizhong] Pick a flower that blooms in my heart and give it to you

08

There are always many brothers in the Central Plains.Every birthday is like an annual meeting, with a large group of people and piles of gift boxes. Osamu Dazai has always disliked this kind of bustling scene like a vegetable market, so he always gives gifts in advance One day to Nakahara Chuya, coupled with a smirk, and an alternative blessing of "Please Chuya is also looking forward to the 'surprise' on his birthday this year".

After all, although I despise that kind of lively birthday party, if I want to tease Chuya, of course it is better to take advantage of the crowded time, so that when Chuya gets embarrassed, he will be even more angry, and the teasing is more fun--a bit low-level For example, telling Zhongye that the wrong address for his birthday meeting led him to an old warehouse full of traps, and for more advanced ones, such as when the cake was about to be cut, the cake suddenly exploded from the inside and sprayed on Zhongye's face... etc., etc. , and so on.So even though Osamu Dazai has always been too lazy to participate in such crowded occasions, he still goes to Chuya’s birthday party every year. The process he personally designed when we first met, of course left a special impression on Chuya Nakahara Thrilling, why the person who designed the birthday party later changed the candidate at the request of Zhongyuan Zhongye, which can be seen.

They have known each other for so many years, the only year Dazai Osamu did not attend Chuya's birthday party was when they were 17 years old.One week before his birthday, Nakahara ran into their cadre candidate on a date with a beautiful woman from the same department in the commercial street. The woman walked out of the luxury store with Dazai Osamu in a brown paper bag. Afterwards, Nakahara also received a The 17th birthday gift from Osamu Dazai with the same LOGO, I took it for granted that I collected scraps left over from a date, immediately rolled my eyes to the sky, did not open it, opened the drawer and threw it away Going in, it was piled up with the presents from Osamu Dazai in previous years.As a result, when I looked left and right at the birthday party the next day, I didn't see Osamu Dazai. Someone patted him on the shoulder and said that he was looking for Mr. Dazai?He can't come, it's said that there seems to be some trouble in some place, and our young cadre candidate has gone to mend the baskets for those trash.

Nakahara also let out a "oh" in a daze, turned his head and frowned, thinking that Dazai gave him something too much yesterday, and he didn't even attend his own birthday today, so he didn't believe that Dazai was real because of the Don't come if you're in trouble.Is this because he is afraid that he will be angry and beat him to death on the spot?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Zhong Yuanzhong also became a little curious about the gift that had not been opened, and planned to open it when he got home; as a result, there were a lot of people who came that day, and he drank it happily. He didn't know how he got home. It happened to be the next day's day off. He slept through the whole day with a hangover and didn't wake up until night. Then he received a call from a friend to go to a newly opened casino somewhere.

Nakahara Nakaya took a shower and changed his clothes, and arrived at the casino by motorcycle. At the door, he happened to meet Osamu Dazai who got off a black car, and Hirotsu followed behind him.

Osamu Dazai was wearing a black suit that day, with a coat on his shoulders and a thin Burberry around him.The two met after getting out of the car, glanced at each other before speaking, Osamu Dazai sneezed first, and rubbed the tip of his nose which was a little red.

Guangjin Liulang followed behind, like a conscientious old British housekeeper.The old man said softly to Osamu Dazai: "Tonight you need to negotiate with an arms dealer from the north. Wearing a scarf to keep warm won't help. I suggest you drink the medicine now."

Zhongyuan Zhong also thought to himself: It turns out that he has a cold.But why did Osamu Dazai suddenly catch a cold after seeing each other for two days?

It was probably because it was really uncomfortable to work while sick, and Osamu Dazai had an indistinct gloom in his eyes.He put down the hand rubbing the tip of his nose, and casually said to Guangjin: "It's okay, I can't die. The old man is afraid of me, and being a little sick will make him less useless. I will dance tonight and set him up." You can be more happy when you are in the trap."

Guangjin Liulang sighed, but didn't speak any more.

Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed heavily.

Until then, Osamu Dazai made a perfunctory expression of surprise as if he had just seen Nakahara Nakaya standing here, and said, "Ah, good evening, Nakaya. Why are you here too? ? I remember that you are not the one who will control this casino tonight."

Although I don't know what happened, Osamu Dazai is obviously in a bad mood. In this case, Nakahara Chu also can't say that he took the place of his friend. Of course, it will be easy for Osamu Dazai to know the truth afterwards, but he can't say it so directly. .Talking to Osamu Dazai requires certain tricks, he has discovered it long ago,

So Nakahara just snorted lightly, raised his eyebrows and stared at Dazai Osamu, and asked, "Aren't you happy to have me suppress the market for you? How can they be as reliable as me."

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and smiled, but he didn't speak. It may be because of the cold that he was more lazy than usual, and he had exhausted all his energy when he came out to work, so that he didn't even have the strength to be ironic.The two walked in one after the other, Nakahara Chuya and Hirotsu walked together.

When he was leaving, Osamu Dazai asked him casually, saying that Chuya hadn't saved enough money for the pair of earrings that he wanted to buy for half a year?

Nakahara was stunned for a moment before he realized what Osamu Dazai was talking about. A few months ago, he had indeed taken a fancy to a pair of men's earrings from Van Cleef & Arpels. It was very suitable for him, especially after he raced at night. Park the car on the cliff by the sea and wait for the sunrise quietly.But something happened during that time. His heavy motorcycle, which had spent all his savings for a year when he bought it, was smashed into scraps of copper, and the money for repairing it was spent on the little mafia Kari again. All the money-once meals can only go to the convenience store to buy the cheapest onigiri.

When you have money, you can't notice it. Once you don't have money, you can see what things are actually not necessary for you to buy.Zhongyuan Zhongye, who has just paid for the car repair and is still trying to save money again, has recently been addicted to X Paradise and Suo X, playing games at home all day, and his desire to buy luxury jewelry earrings has faded.

"Well, earrings."

Five years ago, on the day after his 17th birthday, the young Nakahara Nakaya completely missed something happening because of a lot of misunderstandings, so he shrugged casually at Osamu Dazai and said, "I don't like that anymore .”

Five years later, the 22-year-old Chuya Nakahara, who was strangely caught in the cycle of death, found Osamu Dazai again after two deaths.He looked at Osamu Dazai who seemed to realize something after his answer, as if the nerves that had been tense had finally relaxed slowly, and then let out a long breath.

Osamu Dazai said to him, "I thought..."

I thought... what's behind it?

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't come to ask.But when the ominous flower in his heart bloomed again, he regretted that he couldn't grab Dazai Osamu's wrist on the spot and asked this question out of his mouth.

At six o'clock in the morning, Zhongyuanzhong woke up again from the darkness.

It was the fourth time back to Wednesday morning, but this time more than ever, Zhongyuan Zhongye was more silent.The unlucky young cadre suffering from flower vomit disease sat on the bed blankly until 06:30, and then he came back to his senses all of a sudden, jumped up from the bed, jumped into the bathroom with his upper body naked, washed up hastily, and even had breakfast I didn't care about eating, so I put on the shirt, trousers and vest that I threw on the sofa last night before I threw it into the washing machine. I grabbed the car keys that were thrown on the table and left the house. I took the elevator all the way down to the apartment. in the basement.

He drove straight away from his current residence, but this time his goal was not the airport, not the detective agency, not the headquarters building of the port mafia, nor the small and dilapidated apartment where Osamu Dazai lived, but his own once. I lived in the old dormitory for four years.When he was promoted to the highest cadre at the age of 19, he was no longer a poor man who would spend a year’s savings to repair a Harley motorcycle—even though the people who can repair a Harley are not poor, he was still very young when he became the top cadre— — It didn’t take long to hesitate to buy a fancy apartment in a good location with full payment, so I moved very quickly. Many things in the old dormitory were still in place and were not brought to the new home.

Many things include his old furniture, old game consoles, a few sets of motorcycle suits that are no longer suitable for wearing, and all kinds of books that he made up for in order to be promoted to the position of cadre quickly...

Of course, those gifts that Osamu Dazai gave him were also included.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that if he didn't figure this out, let alone start preparing to deal with those enemies who had to die three times in order to deal with them one by one, he might not even have the patience to send text messages to his subordinates.The liquidation with Dostoevsky and his subordinates must be liquidated, but maybe he should first solve the problem at the source of all this——

An hour later, Zhong Yuan Zhong also parked the car downstairs in the old dormitory. The manager of the convenience store at the door was still the uncle who loved to watch JUMP. , a little surprised and pushed the reading glasses on the bridge of the nose: "Mr. Zhongyuan is back?"

Zhong Yuan quickly nodded and greeted, then looked up and walked to the dormitory administrator's office, asking for the key to his small house.

He went upstairs and pushed open the dormitory door familiarly.There is no dust in the house, and Zhong Yuanzhong will also commission a part-time worker to come here to clean it once a month. He took off his shoes and threw them at the door, and simply opened the door to let the air in the room that had not been changed for a long time circulate for a while. Zhong Yuanzhong also walked into the bedroom wearing socks , opened the drawer in memory.

The moment he opened the drawer, he was a little nervous, for fear that there would be some inexplicable puzzles such as "The gift from the past is gone" waiting for him to solve.But fortunately, the box was still there, and Zhong Yuanzhong even heaved a sigh of relief when he successfully took out the gift box wrapped with a ribbon, thinking that I had been unlucky for so long, and finally started to turn around.

He was holding the small box, and he was still bent over before he got up, when someone approached from behind without a sound, and covered his eyes with his hands.In recent years, there are only a handful of people who can quietly approach Zhongye from behind. The top cadre of the port mafia was taken aback by this sudden attack. Touching the wrist was about to remove an arm of the person behind him - but the touch of the somewhat painful wrist was too familiar, and what was even more familiar was the painful cry of the other party after being hit by his elbow, without lowering the volume at all , gasping for air, his whole body went limp, as if he had been hit by a knife instead of an elbow.

"It hurts too—why are you so angry so early in the morning?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised one eyebrow high, and subconsciously stopped the movements of his hands.Well, it really is Osamu Dazai, there are too few people who can sneak up on him from behind, and among the candidates that can be counted with one hand, of course Osamu Dazai has a place—very strange , Osamu Dazai has never been able to beat him, but he can always sneak up on him from behind and knock him to the ground, or slam a piece of cake on his head.

The top cadre of the Port Mafia sighed, relaxed the hand that was holding Dazai Osamu's wrist, and pushed him away. Dazai Osamu fell down on the sofa next to him and yawned long, as if he had just woken up.

Chuya Nakahara held the gift in one hand while kicking the sofa, which meant: Why did you come here suddenly?

Osamu Dazai fell on the sofa and didn't even look at him, just remained silent, his fluffy black hair covered his eyes, Nakahara couldn't see the expression and eyes of Osamu Dazai, but he heard the sound of his stomach growling.

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

So Osamu Dazai rubbed his stomach, and said to Nakahara Chuya, "Chuya, I'm hungry."

Nakahara just wanted to kick him out.

However, before he could implement this idea, Osamu Dazai's next sentence successfully made him hold the small gift box in one hand, and the whole person froze in place——

Osamu Dazai said a few words to him.

The first sentence is: "Chuya, I seem to have had a long, long dream."

The second sentence is: "So you go and make breakfast for me, and I can sit down with you to discuss how we can make Tosi's conspiracy against the mafia go bankrupt."

If it weren't for being too familiar with Osamu Dazai's behavior style, knowing that he must do what he says, he would never say another word after breakfast; and looking at his pale face, he guessed that even after four years, this bastard is still Having the problem of getting up early and having low blood sugar, Nakahara could only suppress the shock and questions for a while, and went to the convenience store downstairs to buy breakfast for Osamu Dazai.

The kitchen that has not been used for many years has naturally lost its most basic functions. It is okay to take a short break in this room. It is no need to think about cooking. After a quarter of an hour, Osamu Dazai and Nakahara also sat down on both sides of the dining table facing each other. There are sandwiches and hot milk between the two of them.And that little gift box.

Nakahara Nakaya wanted to open the box several times, but Dazai seemed to be trying to make things difficult for him on purpose. He tried to stop him several times and failed to let him succeed. In the end, the two of them stared at each other while eating a ham and egg sandwich, and Nakahara Nakaya Dazai was about to die of anger, and the blood-red petals fell down as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Either explain the situation to me, or let me open the box, otherwise what are you doing here? Finding fault?!"

Osamu Dazai put the gift box in his hand unhurriedly. He stared at the fallen petals for a while, then bent the corner of his mouth with a smile, and said slowly: "I said it... Chuya, I It's here to help you."

What help?It's good that Zhongyuan Zhong didn't mention it, but just mentioning this word makes my whole body feel uncomfortable.In the third week, he persuaded himself to go to Osamu Dazai for help in psychological construction for an hour.The number of times Osamu Dazai kindly helped him was less than the number of people who could approach him quietly from behind, not to mention that Chuya Nakahara was still dubious about some of Osamu Dazai's words—a long, long dream?It sounded like Osamu Dazai was recalling previous memories of his death cycle, but it was too sudden.And it's not sure how much Dazai recalled.

Nakahara also stared at Osamu Dazai with a little vigilance, and Osamu Dazai just tossed the small gift box up and down in his hand after eating the sandwich, as if he was thinking about where to start.The two of them were silent for a few minutes one after the other, and their heartbeats were a little nervous even after a long time in Zhongyuanzhong—fortunately, they didn't do anything embarrassing to Osamu Dazai just because they could file and restart.Who would have expected that this unreliable death cycle would give other people a chance to recover their memories—gradually return to calm, and gradually transition from calm to impatience.

He knocked on the table and reminded Osamu Dazai to come back to his senses: "Should I say it? Don't say it..."

Osamu Dazai stopped throwing the box, raised his eyelids, and there was a bit of anticipation in his eyes: "If I don't say anything, what will happen to Chu?"

Nakahara also thought about it, and found that he really had nothing to threaten Osamu Dazai, and he had a lot of handles in the opponent's hands.In the end, I had no choice but to point to Osamu Dazai's nose through the void, and said dryly: "If you don't say anything, I'll beat you up and hang you upside down at the gate of the detective agency. Let your new colleagues come and watch you stupid."

What a naive threat.Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes in disappointment and sighed.After a while, he held the gift box, and finally said: "...I just didn't expect that you really haven't opened this box."

Speaking of this issue again, Zhong Yuanzhong felt a little guilty, and subconsciously touched the tip of his nose.But then he found a justifiable reason for himself, and decided that no matter whether it was his fault or not, in front of Osamu Dazai, he would not lose the battle.

Nakahara Chuya stopped to get the gift box held by Osamu Dazai, and said, "So I came here to find it now, and opened it—but why did you suddenly remember this box? You really remembered something... …Uh, something?—Bastard, put it down! Give it back!”

They couldn't reach it a few times, and the two were separated by a dining table. Osamu Dazai could easily avoid his face by simply stretching out his arms. He was a petite ex-partner with a slim waist and long legs.

Chuya Nakahara was so out of breath that he couldn’t make a sound, but Osamu Dazai could imagine Nakaya’s gloomy voice: “I won’t say it a third time, Osamu Dazai—are you still in kindergarten?! Fight with me here for a Small box? This is my gift!"

"I said, I won't give it to you, Chuya." Osamu Dazai held the box, "Because it doesn't make sense to open it now."

Nakahara Chuya's eyebrows were slightly raised and almost flew to his temples: "It's my thing, it's up to me to say whether it's meaningful or not."

"It's really... tsk, when did I miss what I said?" Osamu Dazai said, "With this time, maybe we can already catch that temporary ally who wants to take advantage of the flower vomit and not very reliable, It's good to kill the Russians who are the two pillars of the mafia leader and top cadres in one fell swoop."

So for the second time today, Nakahara Chuya's movements seemed to freeze in place all of a sudden.After a long time, he withdrew his hand extremely slowly, and all the expressions on his face were restrained.Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai blankly for a long time, and finally opened and closed his lips slightly with an indescribably complicated look in his eyes: "...It seems that you really remember everything."

Osamu Dazai gave a soft "hmm", thought for a while, and added: "At first I thought it was just a nightmare, but after waking up, the more I think about it, the more I feel something is wrong, because there is no nightmare that can be so clear to every detail, and there is no nightmare It would be so frustrating…”

At the end, Osamu Dazai paused for a moment, and changed to a more euphemistic and gentle rhetoric: "...I am deeply impressed."

Nakahara Chuya said: "It seems that you are not very surprised. Regarding the fact that I have died three times."

Osamu Dazai shrugged: "We can't frame this world with our own knowledge. What we don't know doesn't mean it doesn't exist. But when it comes to surprise, there is one thing, that is such a simple and purposeful RPG mission. Even died three times without being able to solve it.”

Osamu Dazai looked deeply at Chuya Nakahara, and the familiar eyes with a little indescribable gloom reappeared: "Of course, what surprised me the most is... Chuya attacked three times, died three times, and died three times. Every time, every time, even to the last moment, Chuya was unwilling to tell me about the matter of 'the person Chuya likes is me'."

Nakahara Chuya: "..."

In fact, this incident has been covered up in tatters, and he desperately thought that Osamu Dazai should have guessed the truth of the matter, and suddenly it was put before the two of them. After I defended myself for a few words, I heard Osamu Dazai's cool voice continue: "Oh, yes, in order to convince me that the person you like is not me, you even put the blame on Mr. Mori."

Nakahara Chuya: "........."

Crazy embarrassment swept over immediately, Zhong Yuan Zhong buried his face in his palm after being reminded again, pretending that he didn't exist.

Laugh if you want.This is the end of the matter, he thought desperately, anyway, all my embarrassing things were left to Osamu Dazai.There will never be another person in the world who made me make such a shameful decision and make such a big fool of myself.

Osamu Dazai asked, "About these, is there anything you want to explain?"

Nakahara Chuya propped his elbows on the table, covered half of his face with his hands and didn't want to look at him, his exposed lips opened and closed silently, and laughed at himself: "No——partner. You are the same as before, don't you all know this? I What else can I say? I don't want to say anything."

"Okay." Osamu Dazai said, "Then just listen to me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also covered his eyes, and he could hear the chair rubbing against the floor, and the hem of his coat rubbing against the table, making rustling noises.

The warm breath approached, and Zhong Yuanzhong hadn't realized what happened, a little moist, hot and soft touch touched his exposed lips lightly, as if to remind him to pay attention.

Then came Osamu Dazai's low voice: "I'm actually very angry now, so angry that I want to strip Chuya naked, put a collar and a dog chain around my neck, and lock me in my house for a whole week."

Nakahara Chuya was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously wanted to move his hand away, but Osamu Dazai pressed the back of his hand to prevent him from moving away, so he could only listen to what he said word by word in the darkness.

"I watched Zhongya die in front of me, three times, I watched you fall in front of me, and I failed to catch you every time. Do you think I don't like you, watching you die in front of your eyes, Will it only be complicated by the 'death of your partner' for a while, and then continue to live heartlessly?" Osamu Dazai said.

"When I was 17 years old, I gave you the pair of earrings that you wanted to buy for half a year. There is only the earring for the left ear and a note in the box. If Zhongye is willing to be my boyfriend, go to The old warehouse that you and I both know come to me, I will give you another one. But you didn’t go, I was in that warehouse by the sea, blowing the sea breeze, I waited like a fool for a whole night, and caught a cold the next day I met Chuya at work, and I still couldn't help asking about the pair of earrings, but do you still remember what you answered me?"

Nakahara Nakaya was forced to cover his eyes by Osamu Dazai. Hearing these old events in the darkness where he couldn't see anything, his mind went blank. Even if his voice recovered at this moment, he couldn't say anything.

"To hell with 'partner'."

Osamu Dazai stood up, leaned over the small dining table, and pressed the back of Nakahara Chuya's hand with one hand.After saying this, he lowered his head, blocked his lips that were a little cracked in the dry and cold winter because he got up too early to go out too quickly, and gritted his teeth with the powerless anger of watching Nakahara Chuya's death three times. Kissed hard.

"I don't want to simply be your partner for a long time, I'm too dull."

Dazai said vaguely.

TBC.