What is the experience of watching yourself being sent away by tears and flowers, Xigong Yueyu can finally answer today.

It is...... It's subtle.

He could only force himself to care about some other things, such as such a large amount of white chrysanthemum, the people who sold flowers in this area must have made a lot of money recently.

Another example is when he listens to many tearful mournings and begins to doubt his memory.

He has a good memory, and he knows his role in the vest very well, but listening to the eulogies spoken by those people with sincere feelings, there is a feeling that he seems to know himself as well as they do.

What kind of person is Nishinomiya Tsurukage?

He replied, probably a person who likes to be lively, acts out of the box, pursues freedom, and is good at dealing with people, but in fact, he doesn't like to listen to people very much.

Nothing special.

Even a little bit of a social animal, he has been controlling him far more than the other vests, it seems that he has been fourteen years.

And the shadow of Xigong Crane in the eyes of others......

"I used to send him a private message with no hope and told him about the bad luck of that time. I didn't receive an answer either, and there were probably too many private messages that Tsurukage-kun had to face every day. He heard fans say things he didn't remember, "But one time after that, I happened to meet him in the venue where he was going out shopping in disguise, 'Ah, I remember you, how are you doing?' Tsurukage-kun said to me. ”

"He always remembered the content of my private messages, and even remembered my appearance in the crowd...... It's just such a simple greeting, but I ......," she said, choking up.

Xigong Yueyu was thinking, there were too many private messages and fans that Xigong Heying needed to reply to after he became famous, he may remember a few special people, but he really didn't remember the little girl who cried until he died.

If there is a system, it should be possible to report the little girl's affairs directly...... The system promised him that it would help him remember all the people who gave him energy.

His heart moved slightly, infected by such an atmosphere, and he was also a little immersed in sadness.

— as if it wasn't he who was sent away.

Then I heard the little girl say,

"At that moment, I felt that he was my god, my only god."

Nishinomiya Yueyu: ......

Ventilator! Where are the ventilators!

S, he shouldn't be here, he should be in the crematorium, and if he listens like this, he'll really send himself away.

The little girl finished speaking in fits and starts, glancing in his direction. It seems that she was touched by the very similar appearance of Xigong Yueyu and Xigong Heying, she couldn't help it anymore, "wow" and cried loudly, and when she was helped down in the collapse, she didn't forget to send some feelings full of pity, love for the house and Wu, look at this is really a good meal replacement, I want to protect all the emotions left by Xigong Heying.

The female fan was carried down, and the next one came one after another, and most of them were still talking about the little things that Xigong Yueyu didn't remember.

He suddenly had a feeling.

Everything here is just the self-satisfaction of the living, and he can testify that the dead who died peacefully don't care about this, and don't even remember it.

After I don't know how many condolences I heard, a rare man walked up - a rarity among the huge number of female fans.

And the words were amazing: "At first, I paid attention to Crane Shadow Jun, but I just wanted to learn some fancy magic tricks to flirt with my sister......"

He said something about being conquered by the personality charm of Nishinomiya Tsurukage who didn't know where it came from, and joined the fan support club, and eventually became the president of the chapter. This paragraph is quite normal, and after listening to the struggle history of many fans, Xigong Yueyu is almost numb.

In the end, he was a one-meter-eight male, his shoulders suddenly collapsed, and he shrugged and cried: "There is no hope for boyfriend fans anymore, woo woo woo-"

Xigong Yueyu used all her strength to let herself stand in place and run without pulling her legs.

Big brother - you are my only big brother - if Xigong Crane Shadow is still alive, hearing this kind of violence, he will definitely be dying and sick and sit up on the spot and open the coffin board and run away!

After half a day, Xigong Yueyu was visibly sluggish.

He received a lot of mental attacks......

I even met a poor man who cried and fainted and took the lead in sending himself to the hospital.

In line with the idea that everyone can't send themselves away first, a break time was forcibly arranged in the middle of the memorial service, so that everyone's grief could be eased, and it would be bad if the body hurt.

He was able to catch his breath and hide in a corner where no one had noticed, trying to shake off the black mud on his body.

Today's exposure to negative emotions and loving eyes is the most in his life, if he appears in front of fans who are dominated by emotions now, maybe he will be grabbed directly by the hand and cry - Fang Cai's memorial service, he has comforted many people with hugs.

It seems to have become the kind of cuddling bear that anyone can use, standing there, ruthlessly providing some emotional comfort. Even if he usually likes to be someone else's power bank and always provides comfort, but today he was overused all of a sudden, and he lost money directly.

And the eyes of fans looking at him are like glue, sticky and greasy, affectionate, tears rippling, but such affectionate eyes are not for him, they are just looking at someone who has been lying flat through his eyebrows.

There is always a feeling that you have become your own meal replacement.

"Why are you here?" Osamu Dazai slipped in silently and found the small room where he was resting.

When I entered the door, I saw someone with a haggard face on a small stool in the pile of debris.

Even when he was sick, Osamu Dazai had never seen Nishinomiya Tsuki's haggard appearance, he seemed to have been hollowed out by unknown things little by little, leaving only an empty shell, curled up on a small stool in the far corner of the utility room and hugging his knees, similar to squatting. It's like a small animal that has received a blow and runs alone to a no-man's land and closes itself.

This room was originally used to stack some tools, and the ceiling was very low, about 1.7 meters, and Osamu Dazai had to bend down when he completely stood inside, and he felt a feeling of uncomfortable depression. A pale round fluorescent lamp hangs in the center, and the cast light falls on the debris, and the shadow is more than a shadow.

Xigong Yueyu sat in a place where there was a shadow, and only a small half of her face fell in the light. The skin, which was already easy to be dyed, didn't have a good rest, and there was already a touch of dark blue under his eyes, and his clear eyes were not so bright, revealing a weak sense of exhaustion.

At a glance, Osamu Dazai's heart twitched a little.

He bent over and groped over, squatting in front of Xigong Yueyu, and the eyes of the two remained at the same height.

"Yueyue, don't lock yourself up here alone."

"I want to be alone for a while." Xigong Yueyu replied in a low voice.

Osamu Dazai looked like he was going to sit down on his knees, and in this cramped space, he was a little rusty and began to ...... that he hadn't tried before It may be a work of redemption.

"Sakura Oda brought a box lunch." He went to hold Xigong Yueyu's hand, and put his not very warm fingers in his palm and rubbed it. Osamu Dazai no longer has bandages around his face, and his two iris eyes are extraordinarily soft when he looks at people, flowing with a melting, thick pleading, "You haven't eaten for most of the day, eat a little." ”

"Can I say I don't want to eat it?" Nishinomiya replied, "I'm sorry for wasting Oda-kun's mind...... There is little appetite today. ”

He has been tormented by colds intermittently for the past few days, and he has no appetite at all.

"Moon Moon ......"

Osamu Dazai found that he was so soft-hearted at this time that he didn't even have the courage to forcibly drag people out of the corner of his self-isolation, so he could only lean forward a little and stuff himself into the arms of Nishinomiya Yueyu.

"Hug it." Of course, Nishinomiya Yueyu would not refuse his intimate contact, and hugged him very skillfully. Osamu Dazai smelled a little incense and white chrysanthemums on Nishinomiya Yueyu's body, and his mood was still heavy, "You hugged a lot of people today." ”

"Jealous? Dazai-kun. ”

"No ......" Although he must be jealous, Osamu Dazai was in a much better mood after seeing the eyes of those fans.

They just eat the moon and the moon, and they simply like someone who has died. As long as he didn't come for Yueyue, he could barely endure it. It's best to always just like Xigong Heying, and never empathize with his family Yueyue.

"Yueyue, you always comfort others." Osamu Dazai also hugged Nishinomiya Yueyu, slowly slipped down, and pillowed on the other party's thigh, "Obviously, today, you are the one who should be comforted the most." ”

"Don't worry about me. They seemed to need my comfort more. ”

……

Oda Sakunosuke saw Osamu Dazai, who was alone and full of loss, and asked, "What about Tsukiyu?" Didn't you find him? ”

"Found it, but he wouldn't come out." Osamu Dazai's dejected face, if there are cat ears, he must have completely drooped down, "Odasaku, I can't persuade you." ”

Even the closest person like Osamu Dazai can't be persuaded to do so......

Oda Sakura was silent for a moment, holding the freshly heated lunch box in his hand, and a small piece of red was burned red in his palm if he was not careful.

He put the lunch box on the table.

"Where is he?"

Osamu Dazai reported a position.

Oda Saku then went, and Osamu Dazai was behind as a small tail.

He saw Oda Saku open the door to the utility room and stoop down to get inside.

Three minutes later.

He grabbed a curled up and self-contained Xigong Yueyu out.

“！” Osamu Dazai looked at Nishinomiya Tsukiyu and Oda Saku, "Tsukiyue, you are willing to come out." ”

"Hmm."

"Wow......" Osamu Dazai sighed quietly, he waited for Nishinomiya Yueyu to go a little farther, and secretly grabbed Odasaku, "Odasaku, Odasaku, what did you say?" ”

"Lunch is hot and ready to eat."

"Is that all?" Osamu Dazai couldn't believe it.

"That's all."

Without a little room for refusal, when he finished speaking, he waited for Xigong Yueyu to answer - in fact, Xigong Yueyu never refused other people's particularly direct requests.

Osamu Dazai still doesn't understand the difference between himself and Odasaku, but that doesn't stop him from worshipping Oda's amazing human beings a little.

He was in a slightly better mood, and he took three steps and made two steps, running in the direction of Xigong Yueyu, wanting to give him a huge hug from behind.

“！！！”

At the corner of the corridor, he was grabbed by the back neckline and dragged by the whole person.

Osamu Dazai was confused: "? ”

The person holding him behind him was a man who seemed to have just met at the memorial service and was not very impressed.

"What do you want to do to Tsurukage-sama's brother?" He asked Osamu Dazai viciously, "As a fan, you can't disturb their private life, this is the iron law of the boyfriend fan support club, have you forgotten?!" ”

Osamu Dazai: "......"