sweet heroine

Chapter 333 Cupid in Yokohama

I didn’t even think about breaking up until this point, I’ve given in to myself, isn’t it too lacking of family status to be like this, and so on, family status also means we’re still together...

Hey, worry.

"Actually, I also know that Dazai Osamu is here to protect me, that's why..." I analyzed Mr. Chuya in a low voice on the other end of the phone, and then I realized why I made excuses for him again, and my emotions suddenly changed. A little depressed, I quickly added, "But it's really hard to accept."

"Well." Zhongyuan Zhong also understood me quite well, or it was the first time he felt that he had the same brain circuit as me, and the young man simply praised me, "Ah, how should I say it, after hearing you say such things, you finally wake up Already."

I can't go on, sorry, I feel like I'm still obsessed with it!

Mr. Nakaya became happier as he talked on the other end of the phone, "How should I put it, that mackerel has always looked like this, you finally discovered this!"

I don't know what Zhong also thought of, and he simply concluded, "This insidious and cunning guy! Damn mackerel!"

Listening to the phone, I felt a little uncomfortable, because he kept saying bad things about Dazai, even if I am very angry with Dazai now, I don’t want to hear him say bad things about Dazai even if it’s Mr. Nakaya, so I couldn’t help but ask him in a low voice, “ Did Dazai also bug Nakaya-san?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also got stuck for a moment, and it was a long time before I heard a somewhat exasperated male voice on the phone, "Ah, so what?"

Yes, he did too.

All of a sudden, the discomfort I had just dissipated. It turned out that Mr. Nakaya was a victim just like me, and I couldn’t completely stand in Dazai’s perspective. I sighed and said, “Is Mr. Nakaya very angry?”

"Isn't that natural?"

Oh……

"Then Mr. Chuya, don't be angry. Maybe Dazai didn't do it on purpose, but to protect Mr. Chuya." Yes, even so, I think Dazai is also a kind-hearted little melon, and he must have done it to protect Mr. Chuya If you do this, let's comfort poor Mr. Chuya.

It's all so miserable, I feel that he was bullied by Dazai so badly before, and I still have to secretly send some money to comfort him in the future.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped talking on the phone, took a deep breath after a long time, and sprayed me in a tone of hatred, "Hey, you are really an idiot."

"Do you like Dazai that much?"

I let out a sluggish hum, only to hear Zhong Ye's unimaginable question on the other end of the phone, "What do you like about that man?"

He also seems to be very curious about this, "And you can tolerate such a scum, your character is obviously not like this?"

What do you mean... wait, who is he scolding?Why do you think he scolded me and Dazai together! ?

Nakahara also seemed to know Osamu Dazai very well, and he painted a very scary scene for me at will, "This guy will not only monitor you, but will often commit suicide anytime and anywhere. If you look out of the window now, Maybe you can see the scene where this guy commits suicide."

My face almost changed after listening to it. Yes, I forgot that my boyfriend likes to commit suicide.

He probably won't commit suicide, I think in this world, he should... still be able to keep his footsteps, because just like me, I will also keep my footsteps for Osamu Dazai.

If even Dazai couldn't stay for me, I would immediately turn around and leave without looking back.

After struggling for a while, I decided to comfort myself. What should I do? Have you ever seen someone insult your boyfriend on the phone?

... So don't call straight men, they really can't develop into girlfriends!

I told you that Dazai wanted you to comfort me, not to persuade me to break up!

"How should I put it, Dazai is actually a very kind person. Although he has been clamoring to commit suicide, he still has a lot of expectations for this world." I thought about it, and I still expressed all my thoughts about Dazai clearly, Dazai People are actually very good, not the kind of useless, "In fact, for those who value him, he will protect them in his own way, although everyone loves to say scum, scum."

Having said that, I want to emphasize this point, I lowered my voice and said softly, "But Dazai is actually a timid and gentle guy."

Not bad, okay?

Zhongyuan Zhong also seemed to be deeply shocked by me, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"The most important thing is, Chuya, I really like Dazai."

"That's why I'm so angry..."

"You also knew last time." Speaking of this, I opened the box at once, "Dazai went out alone to trouble Fyodor, but was killed by the other party." Thinking of this, my mind immediately appeared Looking at him at the time, my heart ached.

"Hey, your adjective sounds..." he said under his breath, "that mackerel would be mad."

"Ah, if you think about it this way, it's all Fyodor's fault!"

It's all because this guy wants to destroy Yokohama, so my boyfriend went astray and installed location and bugs on me, yes, it's all his fault!

But how is it possible?Even if I want to brainwash myself, I don't even believe it. Thinking of this, my mood continues to be depressed.

Then the phone walked to the side of the window with complicated emotions, and looked out of the window under the perfect light of noon, and saw a man in a beige trench coat wandering like a ghost in the empty garden of the community. Reluctantly, I looked back at my side for a while, and then looked back twice reluctantly, then grabbed a trash can and fell down like this.

I:……

Along with the other party's actions, I also received an additional text message from Buzz, "Xiaoyou, have you heard of the suicide in the trash can?"

I stared at the screen of the phone, and then looked at the guy who fell into the trash can, shaking his legs indiscriminately. Because of his slender figure, most of his legs were hanging outside the trash can.

He looks extraordinarily eye-catching and pitiful, saying that he is eye-catching is entirely because there is only one gray trash can in the entire garden!

It looked like it had been moved there specially.

I took a deep breath, and I felt like I was about to collapse. Chuya on the other end of the phone seemed to want to say something to me, but my eyes were glued to Osamu Dazai, and I didn’t have the heart to listen to Chuya. say what.

"Ah, actually you said that, that guy is indeed such a person, but..."

I didn't pay attention to what Zhongya said. After I made sure that Mr. Shimoya was fine, I planned to hang up the phone quickly, but before I hung up, Mr. Zhongya suddenly lowered his voice and said to me. There seemed to be some awkwardness in his voice, "How do you say that? , I will receive your concern, um...thank you."

"You're welcome." My mind was originally tied to Dazai who got into the trash can, and I couldn't help laughing when I heard him say this, "Because Mr. Chuya is also my friend. I heard that Mr. Chuya is fine. , it’s really pleasing.”

"Well, um..." After he hung up the phone vaguely, I immediately rolled up my sleeves and rushed downstairs.

When I rushed to the trash can, I saw a person whose whole body fell into the bucket waved to me, and a vague voice came out of the trash can, "Ah, Xiaoyou."

Osamu Dazai, this classmate, what are you trying to do?

I stood in front of the barrel and asked in a daze, "Dazai, what are you doing?"

"Huh? Me?" Osamu Dazai's voice was distorted after passing the trash can, and only a pair of long legs dangled in front of me, "Ah, occasionally I read that you can commit suicide through the trash can, but I didn't expect it I can't get out, and it's so painful...Xiaoyou, I'm in so much pain."

He cried to me outside in the trash can, "I can't breathe at all, it's so uncomfortable."

I took a look at the trash can, and found that it was in a mess, and it looked like it had been brought here specially... drunk.

At a loss, I don't know how to react at all.

He turned around and wanted to leave, but when he heard his painful voice, he felt a little unbearable, so he moved to the trash can where he was, and couldn't help asking a little bit aggrieved, "Dazai, are you thinking of committing suicide again?"

It's not because I quarreled with him just now...

"Xiaoyou." He waved his hand wildly beside the trash can, as if he wanted to find where I was. I felt a little pain in my heart when I saw it, but I still didn't want to walk over.

Osamu Dazai was still in the trash can, acting like a baby, "I'm so sad."

"Did you not contact anyone other than me?"

Osamu Dazai's voice sounded even more aggrieved, with a hint of a wry smile, "Ah... I told them that I was going to die, and they told me, congratulations, you finally stopped showing off your relationship."

This... this is too much!

I felt sorry for him all of a sudden, thinking about it, it really wouldn't work, I glanced at the cramped small trash can, Dazai would definitely feel uncomfortable in such an environment, being so tall and thin.

But when I moved over, I still emphasized, "I'm still very angry about you installing a bug on me."

Having said that, I still tiptoed to try to pull him out of the trash can, but when I grabbed him, I was dragged back into it the next second before I could use my strength.

I was stunned all of a sudden, and after the dizziness, when I came back to my senses, I only met a pair of iris-colored eyes.

Like honey, he is looking at me quietly at this moment, half of my body falls into Dazai's arms, my face is just pressed against Dazai's chest, and his heartbeat can be heard next to my ears. Yes, it seems that we are isolated from another world in the quiet barrel.

There's nothing in here except Dazai...

I raised my head and looked at Osamu Dazai in a daze. When the other party's handsome face looked at me, there seemed to be a trace of wonderful affection.

In the barrel, he tried his best to prop up his body and kissed my cheek, and then smiled at me obediently.

"Xiaoyou."

He suddenly spoke to me softly, those beautiful eyes seemed to be full of starlight, like a large abandoned dog, he lowered his eyes with some grievance and whispered to me, "Don't be angry, I was wrong. "

"Look." He lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and guided me to look at the little daisy in his arms, as if it was a daisy picked randomly by the roadside, rising and falling in his arms with the other's breathing , trembling slightly.

"It's a gift for Xiaoyou."

When I looked at Daisy in surprise, he kissed my face again and said sweetly, "I will never do this again."

"Xiaoyou, let's make up."

"When Xiaoyou is angry, I feel so sad." He lowered his eyes. In this confined space, even the breaths in his breath seemed to be intertwined, making it difficult to separate. The swaying little daisy, trembling and shy, seems to fall on the tip of a person's heart little by little.

His soft lips pressed against mine lightly, "I'm sorry, I'm really a hopeless scum."

"But even so, I really don't want to be separated from Xiaoyou for a moment."

All of a sudden, my nose became sour, and the scene in front of me was a little blurry again. The cute little daisies were all in front of my eyes, and the tip of my nose was full of Dazai Osamu's intimate breath, "You are not a scum, Dazai..."

"In my heart, Dazai is the best."

I was in an almost closed environment, maybe because of my physical discomfort, or maybe because it seemed like it was just me and Dazai here, and I couldn't help sobbing all of a sudden, "It's mine... Little Melon."

He acted like a baby to me again in a low voice, "Then Xiaoyou, don't be angry with me, okay?"

"I worry every day that Xiaoyou will leave this world."

I raised my head, only to see all the light and shadow merged into his beautiful eyes, the boundless darkness and melancholy seemed to seep out in an instant, and there was a faint smile on his handsome face, which was inexplicably worrying , as if looking at his last straw, he said to me in a soft voice, "Because I really, can't imagine Xiaoyou leaving me."

"Not for a moment."