sweet heroine

I opened the door to Nakahara Chuya crying, because I recalled the scene of Shimochuya beating people back then. With his supernatural power of gravity, I still believe that my house can be demolished.

He walked in and met my face, and immediately frowned, "You."

Wow, I cried aggrievedly and ran back to the bedroom. I didn't want to see anyone at all, so I huddled myself under the quilt and curled up.The soft quilt pressed against my body, smelling the familiar smell of the quilt, I couldn't help sobbing.

"Hello." A voice came from the bedroom door, "Did you run and cry again?"

I bit the corner of the quilt, tried my best to suppress my sobs, and scolded him as soon as I opened my mouth, "Shut... what's none of your business?"

The people at the door fell into silence again. I hid in the space of the quilt and wept desperately. Just as I was twitching and felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and I wanted to poke my head out to take a breath, I felt that I was slapped again. go back.The hand was not big, but it was surprisingly strong.

"You bastard, really." The person pressing my head said uncomfortably, "Let's say it first, I just came to look at you, I'm afraid you won't think about it! It's not to comfort you!"

"Originally..." The other party suddenly raised his voice, "I'm not going to comfort Dazai's woman, this guy just likes to cause trouble for others!"

I... I was pressed under the quilt by him and listened to his chanting, and my breathing became more and more rapid. He seemed to feel the ups and downs of my breathing, fell silent for a while, and immediately changed the speech. "Okay, okay, that guy is not self-willed, okay, okay."

My breathing became more and more short, and I tried desperately to break away from the hand that was pressing me down, but the other party seemed to have completely misunderstood me and kept pressing me to comfort me.

"Really, please don't cry."

In the end, I finally felt the other party's hand loosen a little, and immediately struggled desperately out of the quilt. As soon as I got out, I gasped, crying in fright while panting, he let go of his hand and clicked, "That guy It's that good."

I couldn't help but picked up the pillow at hand and hit him. "I almost lost my temper."

"Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong also asked me a soul question.

"You almost suffocated me!" I panted heavily, really, just as I was about to go out to take a few breaths, I was pressed to death in the quilt, are you comforting or killing me!Hand strength is too heavy!With my messy hair, I complained in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Nakahara is too much!"

"Hey, I'm kind enough to comfort you!" The beautiful young man with orange hair raised his voice, staring at me with big blue eyes, "Don't be ignorant of good and evil!"

I poked my head out from under the quilt, and complained to him with a red face because of shortness of breath and crying, "But Mr. Zhongyuan almost suffocated me!"

He clenched his hands, his brows twitched, "You bastard, aren't you looking for a fight?"

I held up the pillow to be vigilant, hugged the pillow in front of me, and looked at him cautiously, "What do you want to do?"

He looked at me for a long time, and then the handsome young man in the hat put down his hands, "Cut, don't cry every time you see me, I didn't mess with you, did I?"

I hugged the pillow and bowed my head aggrieved, "I'm sorry."

Zhong Yuan was really easy to talk to, and after he glanced at me, "Forget it, that guy should be the one who should apologize."

After we all fell silent, he asked, "Are you thirsty?"

Nodding my head, I hugged the pillow and replied obediently, "Yes."

He stood up, turned around and was about to go out, I immediately added, "Be warm!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also waved his hand, "It's really annoying to be so long-winded."

Although he said so, he still brought me a glass of warm boiled water. He stood in my bedroom uncomfortably, leaning against the wall and looking at me from top to bottom with his arms folded.

"Speaking of which, every time I see you, you cry." He sneered, "Do you love to cry so much?"

I ignored him while sipping warm water, moaned and moistened my dry throat, and started ordering after drinking for a while, "I want paper."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent, and he showed an indescribable expression, "I really admire you."

After speaking, he went to bring me a pile of paper to wipe my tears and nose. I wiped it obediently, then hooked up and threw it into the trash can beside the bed.

As a result, I didn't have a good balance, and almost fell on the bed with a snap.

Nakahara Chuya next to him: "..."

After being overjoyed and saddened, I began to sit still tired and tired, and couldn't help recalling every word Dazai said to me at that time. In the quiet room, the more I thought about it, the more wronged and painful I became.

The more I think about it, the more bitter it becomes, and I even automatically make up and add more exaggerated words in my mind, and my heart almost stops aching when I think about it.

I couldn't help but started to sniff again, and suddenly a hand was pressed on the top of my head again.

The owner of the voice said to me hoarsely, "Don't show that expression, it's ugly."

"Woo..." I hugged the quilt and curled up again, complaining softly, "I can't help it..."

"Got it, got it." He rubbed my head, smoothed my hair up and down like a cat, and then rudely took the extra paper beside me and wiped it for me, making my face turn red while complaining , "It's too ugly to cry."

"It hurts..." I cried and hit his hand, but the other party suppressed it easily, grabbed my wrist easily and continued to rub my face.

I'm so mad, hasn't this guy ever been in a relationship?The strength of the hand must be too heavy. I was so angry that I tried my best to look away, but the other party's hand knocked on my teeth accidentally.

He hissed when I touched him, which frightened me. Looking at his hand, it was smooth and beautiful without any wounds.

I raised my head cautiously and asked with concern, "Are you all right?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at his hand, and I also looked at his hand, it's okay...

He didn't feel anything, he grabbed my wrist with one hand, threw the ball of paper into the trash can, looked at me carefully for a long time, then couldn't help letting go of me, and looked at me with his arms around his chest, He sneered, "What an idiot."

I:……

Zhongyuanzhong also got mixed up like this. Although I was very sad, I was not so sad anymore. Although the whole person's mood was still very low, my mood was still much calmer.

He was leaning against the wall next to me and playing with his mobile phone with one hand. I hugged the quilt and lay in the quilt and couldn't fall asleep. After curling up in a daze, I fell into the abyss of self-denial again. I almost cried when I thought of the future scene.

"Mr. Zhongyuan..." I said from under the quilt with a trembling voice, "I may become a big fat man in the future, eating and eating non-stop because of a broken relationship, and no one wants it in the end." Thinking of this, I burst into tears again I'm down, I'm so miserable.

I sobbed sadly, wiped my tears with the quilt, and arched back and forth, "Woo, it's all played like this."

"I... will become a big fat man weighing 200 pounds, and then stay at home without seeing the sun and become a fat hamster." I desperately fantasized about the future, "Drinking happy water in the fat house every day, talking on the phone Game, I can't catch Shiny Pikachu again!" Because I don't have a boyfriend, so sad, my Shiny Pikachu.

So sad, my Dazai.

Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned against the wall and didn't even say a word, and he didn't seem to press his mobile phone. After a long time, he could only hear his heavy breathing.

The young man in the hat made a voice, "Hey, you..."

I was still hugging the quilt and being depressed, but he pulled the quilt away, and then easily pulled me up, and after pulling me out, he yelled at me with a confused expression. "How old are you? Are you three years old? You can make up such a plot!"

Aggrieved, Baba lowered his head and retorted, "But...it may very well come true."

He raised his voice, "How is it possible?"

I continued to refute him in a low voice, "Because... I really want to drink Coke right now, I want it iced."

Nakahara Chuya froze in the middle of his movements, and looked at me for a long time. I knelt on the bed and looked at him with my head tilted.

After a long time, his face turned red, he stretched out his hand to press the hat away from his face, and said complainingly, "Really."

The orange hair poured down from between his fingers, the dark gloves made his face look whiter, and the azure blue pupils were almost lit up by the light, "You are really as difficult to deal with as Dazai. "

As soon as he mentioned Dazai, I flattened my mouth, and Nakahara Nakaya finally couldn't bear it anymore and said to me, "If you cry again, I will beat you."

Hmph, I turned my head and snorted out of my nose to stop crying, I was so tired from crying.

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw how uncooperative I was, and pressed my head unbearably and said, "How long are you going to make trouble?"

I whimpered and couldn't help crying again, "But, Dazai doesn't want me anymore!"

Weeping heartbroken, "He doesn't want me anymore, woo woo woo..."

Nakahara shut up again, he clenched his fists and angrily disappeared in front of me, then rushed straight out the door.

I was even more aggrieved, and suddenly felt like being thrown away by the whole world, why is it purple!

I shrank back and cried again, rolled up the quilt and started crying, crying and crying, and I was even more aggrieved when I looked at the boiled water next to me, woo woo woo, I want to drink Coke.

As a result, I was crying so hard, and I was tortured to death by my own brain, the plot was progressing to the plot that I met Osamu Dazai again after a few years, and he was already the father of the child. There was a loud bang, and I was so scared that I was stuck at that time.

I poked my head out from under the quilt, only to see Nakahara Chuya throwing a box of Coke in front of me.

He smiled ferociously at me, and put a bottle of Coke in front of us, "Drink it."

There is that expression that if you dare to cry again, I will make you look good, it is very, very scary.

I was too scared to speak or cry.

After a long time, I short-circuited and said, "But... what I want is ice."

Zhong Yuanzhong also squeezed the Coke in his hand, the splashing Coke flowed down his glove, he ground his teeth and lowered his voice, "You bastard..."

Drink, drink, I will drink right away, my mother scared me to death!