69novels Chapter 59
Chapter 59
No one would have thought that He Quanlian would refuse the invitation from Chuya Central Plains.
Osamu Dazai, who knew how deep the bond between the two of them was, couldn't help being stunned, his eyes slightly widened.
As the party involved, He Quanlian always smiled and explained in a relaxed tone: "I'm already very tired today, and it's early in the morning. I would rather take a rest. If there is nothing important, please allow me to refuse you. Mr. Nakahara."
This reason sounds unassailable.
However, Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai felt a sense of disobedience at the same time.
Ever since I heard that the two are in a relationship, Nakahara Chuya tried to get closer to Izumi Ren with a shy face. This time I went to the bar to drink, but also because I wanted to drink to strengthen my courage and take the opportunity to talk about that world. things.
In his subconscious, since He Quanlian likes him, the other party will definitely not reject his hand of friendship.
However, the reality dealt him a heavy blow, not to mention enthusiasm, and Quanlian's attitude towards him is actually a bit colder than that of Dazai Osamu, and the intimacy between them cannot be seen at all.
Did He Quanlian deliberately want to distance herself?Because he hurt him?
As soon as he thought that the injury was caused by himself, the depression and confusion in Zhongye's heart turned into deep guilt again. It was precisely because of this state of mind that he didn't dare to persuade He Quanlian anymore, so he paused. Only then did he feel a bit stuck and comforted: "Since this is the case...then we have time to talk about it. You have a good rest."
"Thank you." Izumi Ren politely expressed her gratitude, then turned her head and asked Dazai Osamu, "Can I sleep with you tonight?"
Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."
Watching his lover running away with other wild men in front of him, he felt a little green on the top of his head!
Osamu Dazai obviously didn't expect such a good thing to happen to him, he blinked, nodded with a chuckle: "Of course, it's getting late, let's go together."
While holding Izumilian's shoulders and walking towards the chief's office, he deliberately turned his head and glanced at Nakahara Nakaya with a subtle smile.
As a result, Zhongyuan Zhong, who was already feeling depressed, frowned and wanted to stomp his feet even more angrily.
But for the two people in front of him, he has nothing to do.
Osamu Dazai didn't pay attention to how troublesome he was here, and only when he came to the leader's room where no outsiders were present, Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows a little, and asked what was in his heart.
"Is this okay? Don't you like Chuya very much?"
He Quanlian sat on the soft bed, staring at the carpet with intricate patterns with lowered eyes, with an almost sad expression on her face.
"I don't want to see him for now."
He said in a calm voice.
In the past, he either showed a cheerful and bright feeling, or occasionally showed a sense of eccentricity and randomness. It is the first time Dazai Osamu has seen such negative emotions.
Osamu Dazai lowered his brows and eyes, quietly sat beside him, and looked at his side face: "Because he injured you?"
He Quanlian shook her head slowly, lowered the volume, and her voice was faint as if the wind would blow away: "Because he is not the Zhongya I know, even though his appearance and personality are exactly the same, but he didn't spend those wonderful times with me. In the middle of time."
"So the indifference and hostility, distrust and neglect I saw in his eyes accumulated together and made me feel a little tired."
He Quanlian bent her lower lip with a wry smile; "I used to think that the saddest thing was that Nakaya hid from me, so that I couldn't see him. Now I know that one person keeps those sweet memories alone, while the other But not remembering is the most unbearable thing.”
He grasped the front of his chest with the palm of his hand, and took a deep breath.
This feeling of love is almost unbearable, I want to hug him, I want to absorb his warmth, I want to see those gentle eyes.
Whenever he sees this strange Chuya in the Central Plains, the emptiness in his heart is constantly expanding and expanding...
It was like the tumbling magma was about to erupt fiercely, but it was desperately suppressing the time of the collapse and eruption.
Only when he no longer thinks about this person and no longer sees his face, can He Quanlian feel relieved from the bottom of his heart, and put his mind on other happy things.
"What's the reason I didn't go back this time?"
Suddenly, he asked Dazai Osamu the doubts hidden in his heart.
"There is no problem with the location, time and characters. If there is one more thing to say..."
Ren Izumi paused for a moment, even when Chuya's name was mentioned, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
"It's not because of him." Osamu Dazai took the opportunity to pick up his words, "Do you still remember the most important astronomical phenomenon that occurred that day?"
He Quanlian's eyes lit up: "Could it be... a shooting star?"
"That's right, according to what you said, time and space should be reversed when you jumped off the cliff during the meteor shower." Osamu Dazai shrugged his shoulders, "But we didn't encounter the meteor shower tonight."
"Wait, if you have to jump off the cliff during the meteor shower..." He Quanlian couldn't help swallowing, "When will the next meteor shower be?"
"I don't know." Osamu Dazai spread his hands very coolly, "Even if there is a meteor shower, you have to be able to see it from that cliff, which is even more difficult."
Seeing that Hequanlian's eyes were dim and seemed about to start to feel depressed, Osamu Dazai stared deeply at his face, suddenly raised his arm, and patted his shoulder hesitantly.
"I will ask my subordinates to investigate, and I believe there will be a conclusion soon." A slight smile appeared on his face, "So you should stay here until then, treat this place as your home, I will always open the door for you."
Infected by his sincere tone, He Quanlian couldn't help but smile back at him: "Thank you, it's a good thing you're here, it's a great help."
Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows slightly: "I still remember that you seemed to speak ill of me behind my back more than once, and today you praised me so strangely?"
"..." He Quanlian smiled mischievously, "That is the Dazai Osamu of that world, you are much better than him."
Osamu Dazai smiled, "So, you still like me more than Osamu Dazai in that world?"
He Quanlian almost patted her chest to reassure: "Of course, there is no need to doubt this at all!"
"Is that so..." Dazai Osamu's eyes flashed a bright light, and he suppressed his voice so that he couldn't hear it, and said unexpectedly: "Then stay here."
He Quanlian was startled, and blinked in confusion: "You... did you say anything just now?"
Osamu Dazai stared at him seriously, his dark eyes could almost devour other people's souls, three seconds later, he suddenly smiled: "It's getting late, let's rest."
He Quanlian nodded, and got used to rolling on the bed, consciously occupying the innermost position.
And Osamu Dazai also let him toss, got up and lay down on the outer bed.
The two people turned their backs to each other, seemingly trying to sleep, but in fact, complex lights flowed from both pairs of eyes, which could not be extinguished for a long time.
The next day, Osamu Dazai still got up early to process the documents, and Ren Hequan sat leisurely on the sofa, staring at the scene of his work.
It has to be said that it is rare to see Osamu Dazai working or something, at least in Izumi Ren's memory, it is all the scenes where he orders himself, but now he is doing nothing now, so that there is a feeling of feng shui turning.
"Bored?" Noticing the look in his eyes, Osamu Dazai smiled at him and suggested, "Do you want to take a stroll in the building?"
He Quanlian thought for a while: "I'm tired of shopping here... Why don't I go to the streets and have a look, if I can find a way to go back, it will be useful."
Osamu Dazai paused holding the pen, and when he raised his eyes, the smile on his lips became lighter: "Shall I ask Chuya to accompany you?"
"No need." Izumilian refused without thinking, he didn't want to see Nakahara Chuya's face for the time being.
As if anticipating what he was thinking in advance, Osamu Dazai quickly came up with another suggestion: "Then I'll let my subordinates accompany you. It just so happens that he's resting for the past two days, so it's good to go out and have some fun."
So, a young man named Atsushi Nakajima soon appeared in front of He Quanlian.
Looking at this indifferent young man with white hair and the broken hair on his forehead that seemed to be cut with a knife at an angle, Izumi Ren felt very curious. In the world he lives in, there is no such person who can be valued so much by Osamu Dazai , must not be underestimated.
"Izumi, he is Atsushi, one of my very capable subordinates."
Sitting on the sofa chair, Osamu Dazai introduced to Izumi Ren with a smile at first, and then showed a sharp edge in his eyes, and ordered Atsushi Nakajima: "Atsushi, your task is to protect him, no matter what happens, the priority is to protect him." It's Izumi's order, do you understand?"
The young man in a black robe stood with his hands behind his back, a firm light emerged from his half-purple and half-golden eyes, there was no expression on his face, the whole person seemed to be carved out of ice, he just obeyed mechanically. Order: "Yes, Mr. Dazai."
There is such a boring subordinate, and I don't know how he was educated to be like this. He Quanlian shook his head secretly. This cold look is very similar to the dark side revealed by Dazai Osamu. Is the ink black?
"Then please give me more advice today, Nakajima." He Quanlian took the lead in extending a hand of friendship to Atsushi Nakajima, with a very bright smile on his face.
Facing his dazzling smiling face, Nakajima Atsushi seemed to be a little taken aback, as if he had never been exposed to this type, and thus appeared a little confused.
Similarly, he doesn't like close contact with others, and he is somewhat resistant to the extended hand.
But Mr. Dazai was right in front of him, coupled with Iquanlian's posture that didn't seem to give up, in the end, he reached out his hand hesitantly, and lightly touched Hequanlian's palm.
"Please advise, Mr. Izumi."
The two simply got to know each other for a while, and they walked out of the organization's door together.
Osamu Dazai watched them go away, not worried about Izumi Ren's safety, Nakajima Atsushi is a very obedient subordinate, he only acts according to his orders, there is no need to worry about it.
In fact, this is indeed the case. Atsushi Nakajima has always kept a step away from He Quanlian's back, staring at the back of He Quanlian's head, firmly guarding He Quanlian's safety, and not allowing any suspicious people to approach.
Occasionally, a boss who wanted to sell products took a fancy to He Quanlian's silly, white and sweet face, and wanted to take the opportunity to sell, but before he could get close, Atsushi Nakajima raised his hand and stopped him.
Stared at by those icy pupils, no one dared to come forward to talk to them, and they all left in embarrassment.
He Quanlian felt a sense of security that she had never had before.
—Although it's a bit boring.
No matter what Izumi Ren said to Atsushi Nakajima, Atsushi Nakajima didn't seem to hear it, and kept looking straight ahead with a blank expression.
Occasionally He Quanlian grabbed his sleeve and forced him to listen to his speech. At this time, Atsushi Nakajima nodded slightly to indicate that he was listening, and the only few times he opened his mouth was almost always saying 'Yes, Mr. Izumi'.
Like a wooden man, very, very boring.
He Quanlian felt depressed. He would rather hope that the person who came to accompany him was purely chatting with him than a wooden person pretending to be a bodyguard.
"Dun."
Soon, Hequanlian called Atsushi Nakajima's name familiarly, and stopped to look at him with a smile.
Atsushi Nakajima was in a moment of embarrassment when he called him. Following Izumi Ren's movements, he could only stop, put his hands behind his back habitually, and straighten his back: "Do you have any orders, Mr. Izumi?"
"We're shopping, there's no need to salute, just relax." He Quanlian stood facing him, and after a short pause, she suddenly said, "Have you ever seen a miracle?"
This magic-like line did not scare away Atsushi Nakajima, on the contrary, Atsushi Nakajima was very obedient and relaxed the tight lines on his back, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "I haven't seen it before."
In fact, when he faced He Quanlian, he often felt confused or at a loss, because He Quanlian's every move was beyond his cognition.
He is so weak that he can strangle him with one hand at any time, but he will treat anyone with a bright smile, even when facing him known as the "white death", he can treat him normally without fear.
Atsushi Nakajima has just seen Hequanlian smiling gently with the old lady selling snacks, seeing Hequanlian distributing candies to strange children, and seeing Hequanlian throwing his favorite food to him, The good name is the appearance of sharing happiness with friends.
The more he knew, the more he was puzzled by He Quanlian.
It is impossible for the mafia to have such a warm and kind person. What is the identity of this gentleman?
But now, he seemed to have thought of a new pleasure, and was looking at himself with great interest.
Atsushi Nakajima still can't figure out why this person likes to talk to him so much, looking at him with such expectant eyes, he doesn't know how to respond at all.
"That's right, you haven't seen it, do you want to see it?"
There was a big smile on He Quanlian's face, which was as bright as the sun in the sky for a moment.
Then, he suddenly stretched out his hand towards Atsushi Nakajima's cheek very naturally, as if he wanted to land on the broken hair behind the ear.
Atsushi Nakajima's body tensed subconsciously, staring sharply at the fragile almost slender wrist, and slightly tilted his face.
Even though he knew that He Quanlian's physical fitness was very weak, he still reflexively guarded against all kinds of intimate contact.
The palm gently wrapped around his ear temples, tucking away a frivolous strand of white hair for him, and when he withdrew his hand again, a beautiful purple flower unexpectedly appeared in the palm of his hand.
Nakajima Atsushi's pupils shrank suddenly, obviously He Quanlian had been so close to him, he didn't even notice where this flower came from.
"For you." And Quanlian handed the flower in front of him, leaned forward, and blinked mischievously.
"How about it, have you been surprised? This is a miracle that only happens once in a lifetime."
Nakajima Atsushi looked at the delicate flower in front of him, and felt that this flower, just like its owner, would be blown away by the wind.
He didn't follow the order to pick up the flower.
Death's hands are too dirty to hold this slender life.
But facing He Quanlian's shining eyes, he curled his lower lip with some difficulty, and nodded: "...Yes, it looks very good."
It's just that no matter from the stiff expression or calm tone, it doesn't look like he was surprised by this trick.
He Quanlian sighed in disappointment, it was a pity that he didn't even see a look of anticipation.
"You don't like flowers? What do you like?"
He lowered his body and looked at Atsushi Nakajima from an upward angle, trying to find the other party's hidden emotions in those beautiful pupils.
"As long as it is what you like, I can show miracles in front of you."
Atsushi Nakajima was a little at a loss when he asked him. He pursed his lips tightly and didn't know how to respond for a moment. Obviously, this kind of chat like ordinary friends was almost never experienced before.
However, He Quanlian was not forgiving, and he seemed to have no intention of leaving unless he said anything. As a last resort, Atsushi Nakajima thought about it seriously.
He thought of every night after the mission was over, only a bright moon in the sky would accompany him by his side.
As long as he raised his eyes, he could see the clear moonlight, so clean and beautiful that it seemed to be able to cleanse his heart.
Atsushi Nakajima's eyes suddenly softened: "The thing I like... probably is the moon."
"...the moon?" He Quanlian was stunned.
Is this to turn him into a moon? ?
"I'm afraid you're embarrassing me and Quan Dingdang." He couldn't help casting a strange look at Atsushi Nakajima.
Atsushi Nakajima blinked, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about, but soon, he suddenly realized and shook his head: "No, I don't want you to conjure the moon, it's impossible, Mr. Izumi. "
"Oh, it's impossible—" He Quanlian suddenly elongated her tone, and gave him a meaningful look, "Then if I give you the moon, from now on, you must answer the questions I ask you." How about the answer?"
Atsushi Nakajima hesitated for a while, but he never imagined that someone would pluck the moon from the sky, so he nodded slowly, as if he had dealt with the matter.
But He Quanlian showed a happy smile because of his agreement, "Then you should keep your eyes open."
He suddenly threw the flower in his hand towards the sky, and the flower was thrown into the air lightly, and then fell to the ground in an arc. want to catch.
Just as he was holding the flower diameter in his palm, He Quanlian's hands also grasped his palm.
The warm human body temperature is a freshness that Atsushi Nakajima has not touched for a long time.
His body froze in place, but he carefully closed his palms to prevent the sharp nails from scratching He Quanlian's delicate skin.
Immediately, he saw with his own eyes the scene where He Quanlian held his palm and gently stroked the delicate petals.
In the next second, he could clearly feel that the flower diameter in his palm was gradually disappearing.
And when he opened his palm to look, a transparent round bubble suddenly floated in mid-air, shaking slightly with the wind.
A round of clear moon soon appeared in the round bubble, surrounded by the starry sky at night, this beautiful picture scroll that can only be seen at night is being revealed in front of his eyes.
Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help being stunned.
On the one hand, he was shocked by this magical scene.
On the one hand, he was shocked that He Quanlian was able to create such a miraculous scene.
"How is it?" Hequanlian showed him a triumphant smile, stretched out her hand to poke the floating bubble, and saw that the seemingly fragile bubble that might disappear at any time was only drifted forward by him , the shape is still a complete circle.
"Did I do it?"
He Quanlian raised her chin, she didn't know which one was more attractive than the smile on her face and the moonlight displayed.
"It's amazing..." Atsushi Nakajima could only say this compliment in a daze, "Is this your superpower?"
"Probably." He Quanlian held Bubbles with her palm, pointed to the night scene inside, and then pointed to Atsushi Nakajima's eyes.
"No wonder you like the moon. Take a closer look, the golden yellow of the moon and the purple of the night are intertwined in your pupils."
He looked at Atsushi Nakajima's beautiful half-gold and half-purple eyes, and said sincerely: "You actually took all the most beautiful scenery in the night, you are really favored by the heavens."
...His eyes are favored by the heavens?
Atsushi Nakajima was so shocked by this sentence that his mind went blank.
He always felt that he was hated by the heavens, that's why he had the life experience in the past, and that's why he was called the God of Death now.
He exists alone, and the darkness is always with him, not giving him a chance to escape.
This sentence is simply a mockery of him.
Atsushi Nakajima clenched his palms subconsciously, and his brows frowned slightly, showing a pained look.
"Are you uncomfortable?"
He Quanlian noticed his abnormality, and tilted her head in doubt, and in order to prevent He Quanlian from noticing his true emotions, the arc of the corners of his lips rose slightly, hiding all emotions under that smile, shaking slightly Shaking his head: "Thank you for your compliment."
But this ordinary thank you made He Quanlian stare at him happily, as if he had discovered some new land: "You finally laughed."
Atsushi Nakajima straightened his lips subconsciously.
He Quanlian quit: "Don't, it's obviously too old for me to always put on such an expression, even though I'm about the same age, it's better to smile more."
As he said that, he stretched out his hand on his own, trying to pull Atsushi Nakajima's face and make him smile.
Atsushi Nakajima, who hated being in close contact with people, hurriedly dodged aside, and even grabbed his hand to push him away.
One hides and the other chases, and a very interesting scene is staged on the street.
And all of this was seen by a man.
Zhong Yuan glared angrily at Izumi Ren, who seemed to be having such a good time, and almost forgot that there was a lover, and gritted his teeth in displeasure.
Now he doubts very much whether he and He Quanlian are real lovers!
Why is it that everyone and Quanlian have a sense of CP, except him!
Is the top of his head really green? !
The author has something to say: He Quanlian: Give you a cuckold.
Zhongyuan Zhong also fell angrily: I don't want it! !
After teasing the little tiger, this little tiger is also very distressing.
The protagonist is really seductive all the time~
_sorry, I actually forgot about the lottery draw, here are the winning names and Jinjiang coins!Because I checked it myself, if there is a wrong id, I can give feedback!
Cangshuiya 105
Misty Dusk 81
lauraxmy50
6217013145
Xiang 99 at the end of the dream
Crispy Fish 100
Chuqing is so cute 131
Medium is still growing167
Antelope CAT30
The little slacker who loves to read 42
Generally speaking, they are very average. The little angel who is "still in the growth stage" should be the winner of this year's lottery. Applause.