Mr. Floating Dream just wants to write

When the lights first come on, the night market is extremely noisy, almost no different from the daytime, no, it should be said, a little more lively than the daytime.

Mr. Fumeng sat quietly on the tall building, his eyes were full of lights from thousands of families.He You was sitting opposite him, both of them had a mysterious aura, a bit like fog, on the table was a jug of wine, a white jade pot, a luminous cup, the music was full of music, and the only thing that could not escape in the world was the word mortal.

The night wind is blowing slowly, there are noisy people below, and there are singing and dancing in the distance, only the bright moon and the breeze above, it seems to be separated, but it is strangely harmonious.

The short white hair was dyed black under the moonlight, and then extended from the top of the head to the tip of the hair. The short hair turned into long hair. Those blue and purple eyes were always looking at the distance. It was hard to tell what he was looking at, maybe everything. You may or may not see anything.

"It's been more than a hundred years since we last met." He You was also looking into the distance.

She poured herself a glass of wine, clouds and mists were still flowing on the wide sleeves, and occasionally birds passed through the clouds and mists, and the mountains stood up for thousands of years. To her, time was fleeting.But it is worth a glass of wine to see old people from the past. "At that time, I was not older than you, but we were all younger at that time." The wine was a clear amber color, and it looked like a pot of dreams under the moon, waiting for people to drink it, so that they could have a big dream.

Mr. Fumeng raised the corners of his lips, and also thought of that time, at that time he could be regarded as "young and frivolous", full of rage, until he met a young whale who was younger than him.With mountains and seas?What a big breath.

"You are the only one who dares to talk to me." Lan Zi glanced at the woman, who would have thought that this would be the case?This is a story that belongs to the past, a first encounter.

The two chatted casually, and suddenly they talked about the four people who were brought by the floating dream.

Heyou braced his face, "That man named Fyodor was lucky. He met a little girl from the Qilin clan, and he got the words out of his mouth." There was no dissatisfaction in her words, she was the record Or, according to the development, she is both in this world and not in this world.Regardless of rebirth or destruction, this is a predestined fate.After all, destiny cannot be violated.

Mr. Fumeng paused, "Let him fight Dazai. After all, we won't ruin this place." The previous warning was just an act of maintaining this body, nothing more.He looked down lazily, took a sip of wine, and there was nothing in his blue-purple eyes, like a mirror, clearly showing the world.

Smoothing her black hair, He You smiled in a low voice, "It's so good." She sighed, her brows and eyes were misty, the fate between her and her husband began thousands of years ago, even if they haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years.

Heyou raised the cup in his hand, as if toasting to the moon, and the words in his mouth seemed to be speaking to a floating dream, "Even if we haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years, the old friend is still the old friend! Isn't this a lucky thing?" She said loudly, laughing But there was a chivalrous and heroic spirit, and he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.Seeing her appearance, Mr. Fumeng shook his head, his long black hair was gently blown by the wind, and he also raised the wine glass in his hand, "Toast, Mingyue."

The luminous wine glass was filled with wine again, reflecting a bright moon.

The lights below were brightly lit, and people were passing through the bustling night market. Zhongyuan Zhong also watched a few children running past, including human children and monster children.

He's not some guy who dwells on the past, but occasionally wonders if he'd grown up as a human being, wouldn't he be able to fit in?Zhongya Zhongya's cobalt blue eyes reflected a bright yellow light. When he met his husband for the first time in his dream, he suddenly had a premonition that he might get something from him.

When recycling the books, he saw many things. In Mr.’s heart, there is probably not much difference between human beings and non-human beings. Human nature is good, human nature is evil, everything is good, Mr. just watched quietly like that, Never reveal your preferences.

"What's the matter? Chuya." Oda Sakunosuke looked at Chuya Nakahara who had stopped in his tracks. He was in a daze. Following his gaze, he saw a group of children playing.His eyes moved slightly, "Isn't there anywhere you want to go?" Although he is always said to be natural, he is actually a sensitive person.Oda Sakunosuke's voice recalled Chuya Nakahara's thoughts, and he walked to Oda Sakunosuke, "It's nothing. I just feel that it can only appear in books. Such a scene." His voice gradually disappeared in the end.

Oda Sakunosuke understood what the other party meant, and he had also heard about the king of sheep.

But to comfort people, it's not on Oda Sakunosuke's skill tree. He thought for a while, "Want to have a drink?" Nakahara looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and didn't refuse, just acquiesced.

The two of them completely forgot about Osamu Dazai, and walked towards the place that served alcohol that was still open at night.

"So, is that why the two of you left me and came here to drink together?"

Osamu Dazai puffed his face and looked at the two people in front of him.Nakahara Nakaya looked at him, with full disgust on his face, Oda Sakunosuke nodded, "It's a shame Dazai that you managed to find this place." He just simply sighed, without any malice.

After hearing his words, Osamu Dazai was quite discouraged, like a balloon that was punctured, flattened visibly by the naked eye.

If the person who followed was Izumi Kyoka, Nakajima Atsushi, etc., Dazai Osamu might still hesitate, after all, this place is still a little bit past for children, of course what is going on, as a bad adult, of course don't care.

Whether it is a novel or in history, there will always be some places that appear.The lights are brightly lit at night, women's charming smiles, men's teasing, orchestral silk and bamboo, singing and dancing, singing and laughing every night.

"But it's really amazing." Oda Sakunosuke is the type who will find it an eye-opener no matter how many times.The woman below is dressed gorgeously and coolly, but she is not revealing.At this time, the opponent's feet are like hooks, dancing on a small drum.The costumes are a bit of the style of the Western Regions. They are soft and flexible even though they are holding a pipa.The ribbons were flying, and the whole person seemed to be about to fly into the sky.

Sakunosuke Oda watched intently. The melon and fruit plate on the table was a snack for people to eat. He stopped when he wanted to grab the grapes, and then concentrated on watching the dance performance below. It makes people feel like they are in a fairyland.

He didn't turn his head until after a dance, "Dazai, what are you trying to say?" He seemed to hear what his friend said to him while watching, but because he was too absorbed, he forgot.

Osamu Dazai glanced at him with a bit of resentment, and piled up a pile of melon and fruit peels by his hand.It seems that because of being too depressed, turning grief and anger into appetite, so I have not been idle during this period.It wasn't until Oda Sakunosuke finally remembered him that he put down his hands, took a towel aside and wiped his hands slowly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also ordered a jug of wine and drank by himself, looking quite happy.

The blue eyes glanced casually, then stopped suddenly, and Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to see clearly, but the figure disappeared in a flash and disappeared into the crowd.

"Zhongye?" His strangeness caught the attention of the other two.

Nakahara Chuya retracted his gaze, looked at Dazai Osamu and Oda Sakunosuke, "I seem to have seen a demon?" Dazai Osamu narrowed his eyes slightly, and then relaxed, "It doesn't matter if it's him." Dazai Osamu lost interest, To be honest, in this world, it is not only Fyodor who is restricted, he is also restricted.

The two of them are not inferior to the fighting faction, but the technological means of this world cannot be understood overnight, so it is very difficult for both Fyodor and Osamu Dazai. Pretty much take their weapons away and put them both on a map full of boss level monsters, what wait?Waiting for chickens to peck each other?

Sometimes, Osamu Dazai felt that the reason why he was pulled in was because the husband didn't want to interfere at all, otherwise he would just take action against Fay Odor himself, why bother.To give an inappropriate example, it is probably the feeling that the owner hired someone to beat flies for him.

Osamu Dazai supported his face with his hands, and another woman performed below.To be honest, it's really interesting.Occasionally there are monsters appearing on the screen, which is much better than the TV dramas in this world.

Some people may wonder why Osamu Dazai didn't pull others to die in love. In fact, there is a reason for this.Every world has its own rules. Although I may be happy for a while, I will definitely not be the only one who suffers in the end.Moreover, the husband is supervising the work, even if the other party doesn't care, it can't change this fact.Of course, if you can converge, you will converge.

If Kunikida Doppo saw it, he might cry aloud.How much crime did I suffer because of Osamu Dazai?

Osamu Dazai diverted Chuya Nakahara's attention, his kite-colored eyes were strangely cold.He hated Fyodor, there was no doubt about it, but although the master said to let him deal with it, he still didn't know what to deal with.

However, it is nothing more than related to the words in the master's hand, the things sealed on the altar, and the mountain and sea whales.

Fyodor was able to obtain Mr. Floating Dream's text, which is quite a remarkable thing.After all, Osamu Dazai has already seen the power contained in words.

And it has the same effect as the 'book'.

The devil has always wanted to get the 'book' from Yokohama.The appearance of Mister undoubtedly made Fyodor have other ideas.Whether it all comes from the 'book' or another power comparable to the 'book', the other party must have already had one, two, three, four or five plans.

Thinking of this, Osamu Dazai pouted.

Nasty sewer rats.

On the other side, Fyodor, who was being thought about, suddenly sneezed, and the night wind blew, but he shrank into his clothes. He was obviously born in the ice and snow of Siberia, but he was unexpectedly afraid of the cold.

The black hair hangs down, and the purple eyes are like a nightmare in the middle of the night, exuding a strange and menacing light.

He has confirmed that the person who pulled him here cannot monitor his every move, which is undoubtedly good news.However, what troubled him a little was that in order to deal with him, the other party also brought Osamu Dazai over.There is also Nakahara Chuya, who is said to be the deceased Oda Sakunosuke and the gravity user of Port Mafia.

"It's really troublesome." Fyodor whispered, turned and disappeared into the darkness.

He still has some things to confirm.

[Face down くさい.

trouble. 】

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The author has something to say:

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Heyou: Sir, back then I was irritable and arrogant.The second disease is in the advanced stage.

Fumeng: Heyou, back then I was still wondering why there was a fool among the mountain and sea whales.

Schrödinger's start of school.

Absolutely.

Can't help but start to wonder, can school really start?

Trouble is the common voice of Dazai and Fei Jia 2333

He You is one of Mr.'s friends, of course, because they are not human beings, so it is normal that they haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years.After all, they can afford to wait.

感谢在2020-05-1522:38:19~2020-05-1723:10:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of ghost balls; 7 bottles of three, four, and seven;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!