Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

[As far as I can remember, everything I see is white like this, and the snow that has fallen has never changed for decades.

Raise your hand to catch a white snowflake, and then watch it being blown down by the wind, and finally merge with the large expanse of white snow below.In this world, it seems that I am the only one left, and I, can I be described as a human being?I don't know, maybe I'm not human.

In the empty and desolate snow field, I was the only one.

I thought, this place will be like this, it has been quiet, lonely, and no one will ever patronize, until a guy broke into here.

The blood-stained man passed out in the snow. If he was not brought back, he would soon die in the snow. The snow would eventually cover his body and become one with this place.

Probably because I was too lonely, I took him back.

He didn't wake up until three days later.

The man had very beautiful eyes, black, shrouded in smoke and fog, and eyes of death.I looked into his eyes, slowly held his face under the gaze of the other party, and then felt the temperature of the other party with my cheeks.After a while, I let go, smiled at him, and turned to leave.I am only responsible for getting here. Whether he can survive is his business.

I still roam this snow-covered wilderness from morning till night.Sometimes, the snow will stop, revealing a clear and high sky, I often look at the sky in a daze.do i want to get out of hereI have no idea.It's just that I always feel that I should stay here, it's just an intuition, but do I really don't want to leave?I seem to have forgotten something, and it seems that I haven't.No matter what, it's always just me here.

The figure of that man gradually dissipated from my mind, and it seemed that he was just passing by.Once upon a time, have I seen anyone who broke into here?I'm not impressed.I'm not sure, did I die, or did I lose my memory?This baseless guess is nothing but self-consolation.What if you know the truth?Still can't do anything.

......

"Always stay here, don't you feel lonely?"

Through the wind and snow, I saw the black-haired man asking this question, his eyes suddenly lit up, but they were still beautiful.I don't hate that light.He walked towards me, walked through the wind and snow, and finally walked in front of me, looked at me, "Want to go out for a walk?" I paused.Going out for a walk, is that what I think?I shake my head.The man scratched his head with some annoyance, "Then, is there anything you want to do?" I looked at him as if I were looking at a painting, and I shook my head.

I heard the man click his tongue, "How about going somewhere to hide first." He looked up at the growing snowstorm, waiting for my answer.Under his gaze, I nodded slightly.

We walked on the snow field one after the other, and soon, the footprints were covered by snow, and we could no longer see the trace.Finally, I heard a voice asking: "You, can't you speak now?"

I didn't answer, I think we all know the answer.

So, it became quiet again, walking silently in the empty white. 】

Zhong Yuan Zhong also patted the snow on his body, he took the towel handed over by the mercury-haired maid, and whispered: "Thank you, who are you?" The mercury-haired woman replied softly: "Master Zhongye, you Okay, I'm Mr.'s maid, Cressby. Mr. is waiting for you in the lobby, please follow me." Nakahara also likes such direct conversations, it's the first time he sees Mr. in reality, and he is inexplicably nervous up.He shook his head, and became that reliable mafia cadre again, although he was always a cub in front of Mr.The seniors are too powerful and mysterious, which will also cause pressure on the younger generations.

"Claire, can I call it that?" Zhongya Zhongya asked, he had some questions and wanted to know the answers.Crexbel nodded, "Of course, Mr. Chuya can call me whatever you want. What question do you want to ask?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also surprised and not too surprised that he was seen through his thoughts, he didn't entangle too much, "This snow, is it really caused by the book?" behind.Crexbe replied with a voice like artificial intelligence: "Yes, the detailed information, Mr. Hui will tell you later."

This snow can't continue to fall, otherwise, it is very likely to cause snow accumulation, and the city will probably be paralyzed.A lot of snow has accumulated now, and visually, the snow is getting bigger and bigger, almost reaching the point of blizzard.

"Ah, Claire, what's behind you?"

The burgundy-haired man who was going to look for the mercury-haired maid collided with the two of them, and his gray-blue eyes fell behind Cressby.Orange hair and sky blue pupils are so familiar.A name came to Odasaku's mind, and he nodded calmly and politely, "Central Plains cadre." Gravity Envoy——Central Plains Chuya.

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at this dull-looking man, "Who are you?" Since he knew him, it meant that he was also from the other world.Judging by his appearance, he is also a member of the port mafia.

Oda Sakunosuke rubbed his hair, "Ah, I am Oda Sakunosuke, because I died before and was resurrected by my husband, so I stayed here to pay off my debts, and I tried to write a novel by the way."

The words are extremely fluent, but when you think about it carefully, it is full of countless flaws.Nakahara Chuya didn't know where to complain for a while, and finally, he nodded deeply, "Thank you." It is not difficult to guess that the other party should be the one mentioned by Mr. and him recently who has 750 years of debt. Hit workers, very useful guy.Mr. once commented so.

The three of them along the way didn't feel that their conversation was going in a weird direction at all.

Walking into the hall, the man sitting on the chair was stroking the cat on his lap, with a fluffy blanket covering his knees, looking drowsy.Zhong Yuanzhong also took a look at him. As an acquaintance in the dream, he has been getting along with him since he was still a sheep. It can be said that the other party has played the role of a father and a guide in a certain sense. Naturally, he also knows the other party. routine.

Very good, there is a bruise under the eyes, I guess I have stayed up late recently, and the staying up time is still going on. "Sir, haven't you been too ruthless in staying up late recently?" Zhong Yuanzhong blurted out without thinking, and immediately received the admiring gaze of the maid around him. Obviously she also thought that the man was a bit too much recently.

Zhong Yuan, who suddenly gained a comrade-in-arms, also got a slightly embarrassed smile from the man, "After all, the inspiration came suddenly." Zhong Yuan frowned slightly, "Sir, your complexion is very bad."

In order to prevent the topic from completely focusing on him, Fumeng changed the topic, "Let's not mention this, Chuya, this book can only be recycled by you. At present, His Excellency Oda can't show up." Zhongyuan Zhong was also puzzled , "Isn't this guy a member of the Mafia? A traitor? Or is he being hunted down?" The hall suddenly fell silent, and Zhongyuan Zhongye's royal blue eyes became more and more suspicious, "What's the matter? ? Can’t you answer this question?”

Oda Sakunosuke said, "No, it's not that I can't answer."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at him, only to see that the man with wine red hair blinked his gray-blue eyes, with an unexpected awkward expression on his face, "After all, I am already dead outside, so try to avoid showing up , there is a person who cannot be seen for the time being."

"So it is, that's it." Zhong Yuanzhong could only spit out such a sentence, he turned back as if nothing had happened, and continued to chat with the black-haired man.

Fumeng scratched the cat's chin, "It's better for Chuya to solve it quickly." He yawned, tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, but he spit out cruel words mercilessly, "In a short while, Yokohama will be completely closed. If it falls, it will eventually become a barren snowfield.”

He looked sideways at Chuya, who had lost the immature outline of his youth, and had the edges and corners of an adult man, "You, want to protect this place?" The port black-hand-party is a very strange place, although it is black- Hand-party, but on the one hand, they love the city of Yokohama very much.The man who had long since lost his so-called hometown coughed twice, his golden eyes looked straight into the eyes of the orange-haired young man, "Be careful, Zhongya."

This is the only thing he can give Zhongye in the Central Plains.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded slightly, he naturally understood that the man had told him countless times about this kind of thing.

Fumeng nodded in satisfaction, "This is the first time we meet in reality, so it's better to stay here." He looked at the hot tea put by Claire, picked it up lazily, and took a sip.

"Stay here?!" The Central Plains cadre, who was extremely reliable in the eyes of his subordinates and superiors, raised his voice in disbelief, but it sounded like he was a little surprised?Oda Sakunosuke was thinking in his mind, thinking about it, and his thoughts gradually turned into how to write the story in his hand next.Zhong Yuanzhong also realized that his attitude was a bit too nervous, he coughed twice, "Well, sorry."

The man smiled, "It's okay, Zhongye is still a child after all." Although he knew what the other party said was the truth, Zhongyuan Zhongye was still not used to it, but he had no way to refute it, so he could only silently acquiesce to the other party's statement .In the subsequent chats, they all behaved extremely well-behaved.

Ask Oda Sakunosuke to look at him more, after all, he has also heard of the reputation of the first gravity user, which really forms a contrast with the other party's well-behaved appearance now.Who would have thought that Nakahara Chuya, who looks reliable and has the arrogance unique to a strong man, would have such a side.

Oda Saku rummaged through his own thesaurus, and finally realized: "Ah, it really looks alike."

Nakahara Chuya looked over with Fumeng.

I saw the man who was naturally offline every day said seriously: "Sir, you look like your father, Mr. Zhongyuan." It's okay to say this in your heart and think about it in your head, but if you say it in front of yourself Saying it out will definitely make people's brains hot, and they can't wait to pass out at this moment.

Zhong Yuanzhong also controlled himself, and said very forcefully: "What are you talking about?!" He secretly glanced at the man, who looked at him, and smiled at him after seeing his sight.

Damn! Nakahara Zhong also thumped the table in his heart.

[I will meet you through the snow field eventually.

Servant はいつか雪原を越えて君に会える. 】