The system reconnected to the vest, this time it was extremely smooth, and the remaining part of consciousness finally returned.

With those memories. The feeling of suddenly having an extra memory is not wonderful, Xigong Yueyu has had a similar experience, forcibly suppressing the nausea of being stirred in the brain, and disguises himself as normal.

Due to the division of a month, Nishinomiya Yueyu felt that his consciousness was not well integrated, and he always felt that a part of it was completely separated.

He involuntarily moved closer to Xigong Heying, looking at the face that was very similar to himself, he had lost a lot of weight after not seeing him for a month, and the lack of light during this period of time was enough for his complexion to become pale, and there was a little tired blue and black under his eyes, and his ice blue pupils were not as clear as before.

The two worlds with different speed of time flow, he has actually only replaced the leader for a few days.

"It must be tiring."

The work of the leader is indeed very human, and it is impossible for him to take over as soon as he takes office, and most of the time it is the cadres who are also responsible for decision-making. Rao is like this, he also dealt with a lot of complicated affairs, soaked in work all day long, and completely lost his freedom and hobbies.

"It's so hard to play him." Xigong Yueyu felt that another part of his consciousness was wronged, and Xigong Heying was also looking at him, "I hate work." ”

He hugged half of his body.

"Tsukizuki," Osamu Dazai said, standing behind him, "since Tsurukage-kun is so tired, let him go and rest early." ”

"Okay."

He was a little unsteady on his feet, and when he shook for a while, he quickly fell into Osamu Dazai's arms and was caught steadily.

"You look like you need a break too." Osamu Dazai was a little worried, he reached out and touched Nishinomiya Yueyu's forehead, the temperature was a little colder than usual, and a layer of fine sweat was dissipating heat. And he may not have noticed it himself, the moment Xigong Heying came back, his face turned a little pale, and his appearance was clearly painful.

"You're with me?"

Xigong Yueyu really wants to take a break and sort out her memories.

This is not an easy task, and memories that are not his own experience will soon fade like dreams, or melt into the corners of his daily memories. Human memory is very wonderful, even very easy to control, even if a few nodes are changed in the corner, it may not be able to notice.

So it's best to sort out everything now.

He lay down, as he had been napping for the past few days, and closed his eyes peacefully, beside him a cat that was very hot enough to act as a stove.

"Sleep, I'll be with you." Osamu Dazai said in a low voice. He began to get used to taking the initiative to hold Xigong Yueyu in his arms, and in turn used him as a pillow. The palm of his hand was on the thin back of the other party, feeling the curvature of the ribs, spine, and butterfly bones, sometimes very close to the back of the heart, he could almost feel a heart beating under his hand, not powerful, but alive.

Occasionally falling to their waists, peeling off their pajamas, lingering briefly in that recess — a joke they only make when they don't want to rest.

"Good afternoon." Osamu Dazai gets a good-afternoon kiss. This was expected by him, every time his mood dropped slightly, Xigong Yueyu had all kinds of little tricks to make him happy.

He was indeed unhappy, and it came quite violently.

- From Nishinomiya Crane Shadow and Nishinomiya Yueyu.

Osamu Dazai struggled to remember the look on his face when he saw them two years ago. Under the warm light, lingering affection is contained in the blue eyes, flowing back and forth, with a little fawn-like exploration and shyness, looking directly, not daring to look directly.

He was about to forget this picture, but now it jumped out of the depths of his memory, two years later, it was not stained with any dust, and it was as new as yesterday.

In fact, he had already obtained that kind of look, perhaps more than Xigong Heying. Day and night, when they exchange kisses and hugs, they can get a softer and softer look than they did then. The blue eyes are a pool of spring water in the cold snow-capped mountains, reflecting the blue sky on the plateau that no one touches, so clear, but so moving, stirred by affection, the mist of the water, the clear spring becomes warm, and the temperature is transmitted from various directions. It's like a sticky pond that looks clear, but it can actually net everyone who touches it, and it gets deeper and deeper.

If this is a deadly trap, it will be too sweet.

But.

He just couldn't accept the look in Xigong Yueyu's eyes when he looked at Xigong Heying today.

It seemed to have gotten rid of the ambiguity and reached a higher level, which he had never touched, and if he had to say it, it was complete trust, as if he had seen half of his own body.

The feeling that everything can be delivered.

Osamu Dazai asked himself, he really hadn't been treated like this.

This seems to be the way it should be, how long has he only been with people, how can he compare to the brotherhood of the other party for more than ten years? But is that level of trust really a normal brotherhood...... Many years ago, it was Nishinomiya Yueyu's one-sided gaze, but now he saw the picture of the two of them looking at each other and connecting their hearts.

Osamu Dazai couldn't fully believe it.

He hugged the person whose breathing had begun to stabilize, and there was indeed layer after layer of invisible black tide in his heart - he always felt that a part of the AFIA was about to break the ground, and he was already very compatible with the AFIA, using violence to grab benefits, to encroach and conquer more territory.

He was silent, and he understood why he was the way he was.

It's just unwilling.

Why can Nishinomiya Tsurukage, a dog thing (bhi), get that kind of gaze, he also wants, he doesn't just want to be looked at by the same emotions, he also wants more, a more special part.

Of course, he can forgive Nishinomiya Yueyu for the deception problem in his emotions, after all, he is the same, he really disguises himself too gently, so that he has to forget in this environment - he is not a good person in the first place.

Nishinomiya Yueyu didn't know that the small Dazai brand stove holding him was boiling black mud, he was combing through his memories, burying it on Osamu Dazai in a little pain, against his forehead, trying to alleviate a little dizziness mixed with memories.

Those scattered memories are not carried out according to the original timeline, but are inserted in his own memory, presented in various wonderful ways, like the first dream in the morning, which throws the picture into his mind nonsensically.

Xigong Yueyu saw the quarrel between Nakahara Nakaya and Xigong Heying, the other party didn't agree at first to compromise, and finally moved into the leader's office together, and complained to each other in the middle of the night about the leader Zai to increase the comradeship.

He saw that the two of them had to hunker for hours to figure out what to do next in their decision-making efforts to deal with the mess left behind by Osamu Dazai — and the next step, the next step, all of them. In order not to let others see any flaws, they also have to strategize like the leader Zai, and defeat the enemy thousands of miles away.

In my memory, I don't see the light of day in the office, and the work of taking a lunch break day and night is extremely boring.

These memories are very scattered, and Xigong Yueyu didn't turn to any important content. He glanced at the data recorded by the system again.

[Vest No. 1: Nishinomiya Crane Shadow]

【Status:≈)¥】

'Unity? What's going on, isn't it already back? ’

The system is connected to the Xigong Crane Shadow, and this bug was only checked at this time: [Ah! Wait for me to refresh it. 】

[Vest No. 1: Nishinomiya Crane Shadow]

[Condition: Exhausted]

[Note: "The bed at home is still comfortable.] ”】

The system muttered for a while, and suddenly said: [Yueyue, this time the consciousness is completely disconnected, maybe there is a little bug, I need time to fix it. 】

'Hmm. ’

The system said: [You have to have a good rest, you see, Xigong Heying lost so much hair after working for a few days, you are so similar to his basic value, the probability of overwork causing hair loss is more than 90......]

'......' Xigong Yueyu was furious. He hugged the Dazai cat in his arms and buried himself, not listening to this kind of thing that makes people lose their hair.

……

It was a bad nap, because counting the system and the vest, the four beings did not sleep well, each had its own sorrows, and by the time they came out of the chaotic and painful dream, they were already in the dark.

"Dazai-kun......" Nishinomiya Yueyu reached out and asked for a slimy kiss.

He didn't notice that Osamu Dazai's gaze was a little dark, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this usual hug, and when they parted, he pillowed on each other's shoulders and said slowly in a dragging voice, "I had a nightmare." ”

"What nightmare?" Dazai responded, gently stroking the silky strands, "I had a nightmare too. ”

"I dreamed that you became the head of the AFIA, working day and night, and you were exhausted, and when you combed your hair in the morning, a lot of brown hair fell on the pillow, which was terrible." There was still a little residual horror in Xigong Yueyu's voice, "Then you still have to hug me, and your waist suddenly flashed halfway through the hug, so you can only let Zhongyuan Zhongya drive you to the hospital, and you will lose the dead, I can't wait to wrap your entire face with a bandage directly, so as not to let others see that Dazai-kun is actually this kind of person." ”

Osamu Dazai:......

Terrible, terrible indeed.

"Dazai-kun, what nightmare did you have?"

"Me." Osamu Dazai thought for a moment, and his voice returned to lightness, "It's some dream full of fluffy critters. ”

"Isn't that cute?"

"Yes, I saw a very cute little fox." About the fact that he had the fox in his mouth and dragged it out of a huge pile of stuffed hell that he couldn't count.

It's terrifying, there are white long-haired cats, long-tailed birds, rolling rabbits, resting cheetahs. He was a black cat wrapped in bandages, and could only watch the bubbling fox roll in the stuffed pile.

I couldn't wait to meow and pounce on him.

"What kind of little fox is it? Did Dazai-kun touch it? ”

"White, bad and bad, with two big pointed ears." Osamu Dazai thought about it, leaned over, gently bit the earlobe of Nishinomiya Yueyu, and finished the last sentence vaguely, "I took it away like this." ”