[Double Black Taizhong] Poisonous Possession

*It is a side story of "Drug Possession Desire", it is recommended to read the original text first

*It's still sugar, a calm and gentle cookie

* There is a broken three-wheeled car (.

*Minor stream of consciousness?

Osamu Dazai had a long, long dream.

He dreamed that he died again and again in front of Chuya in the Central Plains.

At the age of 15, his throat was cut off with a sickle by the previous leader. At the age of 16, he was hanged in the dungeon to death without waiting for the rescue of Chuya Zhongyuan. At the age of 17, he was flying from nowhere during his mission. A stray bullet exploded in the head, and he was poisoned in coffee on the eve of being promoted to the top five cadres.

At the age of 19, he failed to escape the pursuit of the port mafia, and was arrested and executed on the spot after being taken back to the dungeon. At the age of 20, he quietly went back to Chuya Zhongya's residence, and was directly wrung by the other party. After entering the water, the 21-year-old drifted all the way to the port with the river, and Zhongyuan Zhong, who was standing on the shore, didn't look back, so he smiled and let himself gradually sink in the cold sea water.

The 22-year-old opened his eyes and saw a familiar blue. Osamu Dazai stared at the dream catcher beside the bed that was blown back and forth by the autumn wind in a daze, and couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or waking up.

The feeling brought by every death in the dream is very real.For example, when the throat is cut off by a sickle, the skin will feel a bit of coolness first, and then the blood in the carotid artery will rush to a height of several meters like a fountain, bringing a warm baptism to oneself, only the last step is not satisfactory, the blood pours back He didn't like the feeling of returning to the trachea, so he barely gave it a pass.

Headshots and poisoning can only be regarded as quite satisfactory. As for the gamble at the age of 16 and the execution at the age of 19, Osamu Dazai absolutely does not want to experience the second time. That kind of painful death is not enjoyable at all, it is against his death aesthetics.

After much deliberation, Osamu Dazai still felt that entering the water was the best.Pick a sunny day, jump into the water surface rendered blue by the sky, let the river water with the heat of the sun gently wrap and fill your body, and then in the process of sinking, quietly savor as if returning to the mother body A feeling of ease and comfort.If at this moment there is a beautiful young lady by his side to accompany him to die in love, embrace him and sink to the bottom of the water, then there will be no more ideal way of death than this in the world.

In fact, Osamu Dazai's strange love for entering the water is known to everyone in the entire Armed Detective Agency.Atsushi Nakajima once fished Osamu Dazai out of the river for the tenth time in a month, and asked him with some collapse why he was so obsessed with committing suicide by jumping into the water.

"Dun-kun, have you heard of Whale Fall?" Osamu Dazai took off the soft aquatic plants that were entangled with his hair, showing a rare serious look.

When a whale dies in the ocean, its carcass eventually sinks to the bottom of the ocean.Biologists have given this process a name - Whale Fall.A whale carcass can support a circulatory system dominated by decomposers for a hundred years, which is the last tenderness it leaves to the sea.

"After I die, my body will be my last and deepest tenderness to this world."

A gentle island in the deep sea.

As he was alive, he should be like this after death.

Ever since Osamu Dazai hung the dream catcher that he bought at the age of 15 on the bedside, the dream was like an invitation letter, and he visited on time in every silent night.The content is nothing more than two themes over and over again-death and Chuya in the Central Plains.

The dream catcher was originally an ornament used by Indians to keep good dreams and blessings, but it was abruptly used by Osamu Dazai as a cheat for the clearance of "Complete Suicide Manual". of.

It turns out that dreaming is such a happy thing!Osamu Dazai was very satisfied.

However, the existence of the other protagonist in the dream is always like a mystery.Nakahara Chuya always appeared in Osamu Dazai's dreams along with his death. Most of the time, he just watched his passing with a cold eye like a witness, but occasionally he would personally send him on the road.

But every time Osamu Dazai couldn't see clearly the expression of Nakahara Nakaya in the dream when he died. The face of the other party seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and only a pair of cold and sharp blue eyes could be vaguely glimpsed. eyes.

Although the theme of the dream last night has not changed, this is the first serial dream that Osamu Dazai had in his life.In the dream, he started from the age of 15, taking the events encountered in each age group as an opportunity, stepping into the arms of death again and again, as if traveling between parallel worlds, and personally witnessed those "failures" in other world lines ending.

Die, gain one year, wake up; die, grow another year, wake up again... That dream is like an endless Mobius ring, dragging Osamu Dazai into the abyss of reincarnation again and again.

Is he really awake now?Or are you still trapped in the dream, waiting for a certain death to bring you to the unknown age of 23?

Osamu Dazai stroked his chin and pondered for two seconds, then decisively picked up the cell phone next to his pillow.

The phone was picked up after three beeps.

"Hello... Chuya?" He pinched his throat, making his voice sound weak and hoarse, "I'm in so much pain. I have a headache, a sore throat, and a pain all over my body. I'm going to die—"

The other end of the phone was very noisy, Osamu Dazai even heard the familiar gunshots ringing out one after another.Zhongyuan Zhong didn't respond immediately, and Dazai Osamu didn't hear the other party's unsalty "oh" until two shrill screams came to his ears along the receiver.

"Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and die, you bastard Qingmao."

The phone was hung up neatly.

Osamu Dazai was not annoyed, he calmly put down his phone and fell asleep.What he said just now was half-true and half-false. Of course it was a lie to say that he was going to be sick to the point of death, but he did find that his body was not in the right state when he woke up. Maybe it was because he forgot to close the window before going to bed last night. The body that has just entered the water was taken advantage of by the chill of late autumn.

Anyway, no matter whether he was in a dream or in reality, there was only one thing he had to do now, and that was to wait patiently.If this is a dream, then Zhongyuanzhong will definitely come to witness his death. Maybe this time the other party will strangle him in his sleep with his own hands, which makes people look forward to it.If this is reality, then...

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile, he turned over to avoid the sunlight coming in from the window, and then fell asleep without any sense of crisis.

This time Osamu Dazai didn't have any more dreams about his own death, his consciousness just floated in the dark for a while, and was pulled back into his body by the instinct he had honed over the years.

He heard the sound of someone using a key to open the door, and then the footsteps he was so familiar with couldn't be more familiar, resounding from the hallway all the way to the room, and finally stopped in front of him.

Osamu Dazai didn't open his eyes, he kept breathing lightly and rhythmically, every muscle in his body relaxed naturally, and he assumed a peaceful sleeping posture as if he was unaware of the intruder.

The man standing by the bed stared at him for three seconds in silence, a hand wrapped in a leather glove that still smelled of blood quietly stuck to his throat, but he didn't exert any force.

"Osamu Dazai." The intruder who controlled the vital point of his throat called his name, "Stop pretending to be asleep. I'll give you three seconds to sit up and take your medicine."

Osamu Dazai finally laughed. He stretched out a hand from under the quilt and lightly squeezed the other's five fingers on his throat, then opened his eyes and looked at his lover who had just rushed back from the mission.

"Zhongye~ I knew you would miss me."

Nakahara, who was frightened by Osamu Dazai's phone call, let go of his neck angrily and gave him a white look, took off his leather gloves and reached out to touch his forehead.It's just a low-grade fever. Although Zhong Yuanzhong knew that the other party must have exaggerated his illness in order to coax him to come back to take care of him, but when he thought of how anxious he had shown in front of his subordinates because of such a childish trick just now, he There is no reason for the fire in my heart.

Considering that Osamu Dazai is still a patient, Nakahara tried his best to restrain the urge to curse him.He familiarly took out the small medicine box located at the bottom of the bedside table, fished out a box of antipyretic medicine from under most of the box of bandages and threw it to Osamu Dazai, then got up and poured a glass of warm water for it.He supervised Osamu Dazai to take the medicine, manipulated gravity to put the empty water glass into the kitchen sink, closed the window and drew the curtains for him.

Zhong is also really virtuous.Sitting on the bed, Dazai Osamu sighed in his heart with a smile, accepting his lover's meticulous care for him with peace of mind.

"Okay, let's go to sleep after taking the medicine." Nakahara Nakaya packed up everything and pressed Dazai Osamu to lie down again, "I have a task to do later, you stay at home and wait for me to come back obediently." There are still leftovers in the refrigerator that I didn’t finish eating last night, remember to take them out and heat them up after waking up.”

Nakahara Zhong also raised his hand to look at the time and frowned subconsciously. If he didn't start, he would delay the next task, and he was always a punctual person.

"I'll go first." He lightly patted Osamu Dazai on the cheek as farewell, and he grabbed his wrist just as he took a step forward.Nakahara Naka also turned his head, Dazai Osamu, whose face was still red because of the low-grade fever, stared at him for two seconds, as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

"Chuya, I miss you." Osamu Dazai had a gentle smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, and uttered the most common vulgar love words between lovers.

The lover who shared his bed with him a few hours ago did not give him such a perfunctory response of "I miss you too", nor did he criticize his behavior like a baby.Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed, looking a little helpless, but after all, he withdrew his feet and sat on the edge of the bed.

"What's wrong?" Nakahara could hear something unusual in Dazai Osamu's words, but honestly he had no clue.

"I'm dead, Chuya." Dazai Osamu let go of his wrist and interlocked his fingers, still smiling, "I died many times in front of you, and every time you They were all helpless, and several times even killed me with their own hands."

Dazai Osamu spoke the words that were extremely penetrating, but Nakahara Chuya understood, and he held his hand a little tighter comfortingly: "It's just a dream. You won't die, so you won't die." not me."

Yes, this is the reality, this is his Zhongye.

His middle school will also resist stray bullets for him, swipe over the poisonous coffee, and give him a breath-melting kiss in the cold sea water, and his middle school will always take the trouble to save him from death again and again Snatch it back in your hand.

Osamu Dazai thought he had lost Chuya Chuya.

Before defecting from the port mafia, he quietly and completely erased the traces of his existence from the inside, and sent Zhongya Zhongya away for half a year under the pretext of going to Europe for a mission. When Chuya Zhongya returned to Yokohama, everything It's all settled.

He took what should be taken away from the cadre's office, destroyed what should be destroyed, and burned all the rest of the sundries.But Osamu Dazai did not do anything to his "home" with Chuya Nakahara. He simply took away some clothes and daily necessities, and left everything else to Chuya Nakahara.He didn't leave the keys, nor did he throw away his personal mobile phone that was specially used to contact Chuya Zhongyuan, which couldn't be more obvious.

[Although I betrayed the Port Mafia, I never betrayed you. 】

The 19-year-old Osamu Dazai gained a firm foothold with the secret help of the government, and Chuya Chuya's mission in Europe happened to have ended. He counted his fingers and felt that it was time to reunite with his lover who had been away for half a year.

Osamu Dazai imagined countless Nakahara Chuya's reactions when he saw his "traitor", but he never thought that the other party would turn away decisively after giving him an almost indifferent look.

This is not right.He pulled Chuya Nakahara in a panic, begging him to listen to his explanation.And Zhong Yuanzhong also showed a sneer at his words: "Explain what? Explain why you defected from the port mafia, or why you set up a big picture to deceive me when you were 16 years old? You don't need to explain the former, I know it is Because of your friend named Oda, if you can explain the latter clearly, I'm all ears."

Dry!That damned old fox Mori Ogai!Osamu Dazai's expression froze on his face, he still missed this matter despite all his calculations, and Mori Ogai actually brought up the old matter at this point in time, directly keeping the secret that the two of them had kept tacitly for so many years. The shaking was given to Zhongyuan Zhongye.He could guess Zhongyuan Zhongya's reaction when he learned the secret again after he was half-pissed off when he received the news of his defection.

Seeing Dazai Osamu's expression suddenly froze, Nakahara Chuye couldn't understand why, he mercilessly shook off the opponent's hand and opened the distance.

"Osamu Dazai, you'd better never appear in front of me again." Nakahara Nakaya stared at Osamu Dazai and said word by word, "Because the next time we meet, I will definitely kill you."

He didn't give Osamu Dazai a chance to react, and left without looking back.

For the next whole year, Osamu Dazai really never got in touch with Chuya Nakahara again.All the text messages he sent fell to nothing, and the phone either didn't answer or was simply hung up after one ring. The other party seemed determined to break up with him.Osamu Dazai was very melancholy, he really didn't expect that when he lost his job, he would also lose his lover who had risked his life to catch up with him.

The 20-year-old Osamu Dazai finally passed the entrance test and became a member of the Armed Detective Agency after two years of underground lurking and whitewashing of his resume.Once the job is back, naturally the lover cannot be left behind.

So on a dark and stormy night, he mustered up the courage to go back to the "home" where he and Zhongya Zhongya lived together for three years.When standing at the door, Osamu Dazai hesitated for a while, and finally decided to take out the key to try first, and the door was really opened by him just like that.

Nakahara didn't change the lock either, Osamu Dazai was secretly happy for a moment, but reason told him that maybe it was because the other party knew that changing the lock was really meaningless to him.

Dazai Osamu broke into this space that he was familiar with and could enter and exit unhindered in the darkness lightly.It was already late at night, and even a city like Yokohama, which was bustling with night, had fallen into darkness and silence at this moment.Most people have entered the most stable deep sleep during this time period, of course, this does not include Zhongya Zhongyuan.

As soon as Osamu Dazai entered the entrance, the cold wind of fists roared towards him, the speed was so fast that even he who was already mentally prepared was caught off guard—even though he had no intention of resisting in the first place.He allowed the other party to punch his soft and fragile abdomen, and Nakahara Chuya's men showed no mercy, causing his gastric juices to boil up to his throat.

Osamu Dazai spit out a puddle of a mixture that he couldn't explain the ingredients. When Nakahara Chuya grabbed his neck and pressed it against the wall, he stared at the opponent's pair of azure blue eyes that shone sharply in the darkness. laughed out.

The other party seemed to be irritated by his almost provocative behavior, and the five fingers stuck on his throat suddenly retracted, and Osamu Dazai's laughter stopped abruptly.Oxygen gradually flowed from Osamu Dazai's body, his face turned blue, his muscles spasmed unconsciously, but he still didn't make any resistance.

Osamu Dazai just stared deeply at Nakahara Chuya with his pair of iris-colored eyes that had already climbed to the bloodshot, then moved his lips slightly, and said something to the other party with his lips.

His breathing began to become shallow and slow, and his body completely softened, which was a sign that he was about to enter the terminal breathing period.He is betting, just like the farce at the age of 16, he is using his life to bet on Zhong Yuan Zhongye's feelings for himself.

It turns out he did win the bet.Zhong Yuanzhong also gritted his teeth and turned his head to cut, but finally let go of the hand that was pinching his neck.Osamu Dazai, who narrowly escaped death, slid against the wall and sat on the floor, coughing in embarrassment until the corners of his eyes turned red, but a smile gushed out from his eyes.

He opened his mouth and repeated what he had just said in a hoarse voice.

他 说:

"Chuya, I know you miss me."

Afterwards, he and Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled onto the bed logically, their love and hatred turned into fierce and lingering kisses.During the tumbling process, they tore off each other's clothes and Osamu Dazai's obstructive bandages, and met each other frankly again after two years.

In the past two years, the slightly petite body underneath has received several new scars, but the muscle lines all over the body are still amazingly beautiful.Osamu Dazai caressed Nakahara Chuya's skin inch by inch with his fingers. He wanted to expand his body more patiently, but when Nakahara Chuya reached two fingers, he lost his patience and turned over to seize the dominance. Supporting his body, he sat down slowly, and accepted him in the still dry passageway.

They are so familiar with each other's breathing, rhythm and every tiny sensitive point, the pleasure surges up and superimposes like a tide when the breathing overlaps, and the two bodies fit together as if they should be integrated into one by nature.

"Chuya..." Osamu Dazai called his name over and over again in line with the rhythm of the movement, tenderly, affectionately, passionately, and piously.Nakahara Nakaya's blue eyes were overflowing with physical tears forced out by pleasure, he leaned over and blocked Dazai Osamu's lips, imprisoning his out of tune moan and the other party's call between his lips and teeth.

At the moment when it reached its apex, Nakahara Nakaya touched the hideous scar left on Dazai Osamu's chest when he was 15 years old, and responded with a trembling voice, which sounded like a sigh.

"Dazai, I'm here."

The next day Osamu Dazai carried a suitcase and went back to live with Nakahara Nakaya grandly. Everything in this house remained the same as when he left two years ago. The two paired mugs between him and Nakahara Nakaya It was still quietly placed on the tea table, spotless as if it had been carefully wiped yesterday.

There was no need for too much words between them, except that the destination of going to work every day was no longer the same, everything was no different from two years ago.They quarreled, fought, refused to admit defeat, exchanged a lingering kiss and smiled at each other with bruised noses and faces.

To this day, until death doth part them.

The 22-year-old Osamu Dazai finally broke free from last night's dream. Under the effect of antipyretics, he fell into a deep sleep with a reassuring smile on his lips.

"Go to sleep." Nakahara pushed aside his slightly messy forehead hair, and placed a gentle kiss on Dazai Osamu's forehead, "I'm here."

Osamu Dazai once thought he was a "lonely whale at 52 Hz". No one in the whole world could understand his singing. Only when the whale fell could he show the same tenderness and brilliance as other whales. It is an isolated island in the deep sea.

However, Zhong Yuanzhong also appeared in front of him.

Zhong Yuanzhong is not a whale whose voice frequency is similar to his, and Zhong Yuanzhong is not even his kind.

But the Central Plains is also a vast and deep sea, a sea that listens gently and embraces every time he sings, although it cannot respond to him.

Central Plains is also the sea that he lives on.

Osamu Dazai is a gentle island in the deep sea.

As it was in life, it will be the same after death.

End.