Osamu Dazai and I met one winter.
That winter, the white snow suppressed the color in people's hearts, and the wild dogs seemed to be frozen to death. We lived hard without thinking about anything.
I didn't think about the future, I didn't think about the future. I'm just convinced that we can be together for a long time.
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Dazai Osamu and I were separated in a spring.
I clearly remember that when I got up that day, I saw the spring flowers blooming by the window. It's a lovely iris.
But I searched and searched, but I couldn't find my flower-like lover.
My lover is like a flower. The marshmallow is talking about him, sweet and soft, I like him so much.
I like him so much that I have never thought about breaking up.
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We didn't even say goodbye, and the intersection of life briefly separated. The two extended lines ran towards the distance, and I thought it would never be able to turn back.
Until one day, I saw him again.
He stood in the center of everyone, his expression cold and impatient. I found that his body was covered with bandages, and his iris-colored eyes were bleeding with black dirt.
Is he still my Osamu Dazai?
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I recognized it after only one glance.
Yes. Why not?
He is my dear, wild dog.
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I know Osamu Dazai is a marshmallow, and I also know Osamu Dazai is a wild dog.
But what does it matter? I love Osamu Dazai.
——After I met you, I fell in love with houses and crows, wild dogs and marshmallows.
Intention: Dear, what are you thinking about?
Reader comments
Don't Sa think that the heroines are the same kind?
Don't Sa think that the heroines are the same kind?