When Dazai Osamu was a child, he always had the same dream over and over again. In the dream, he fell to hell, but there was no fear or pain in his heart. Instead, he was filled with peace and joy.
So this black mud spirit fell in love with the happy life of entering the water every day (bushi)
Many years later, he discovered that the dream was actually the last dream of his apprentice, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, before his death.
This article is composed of ninety-nine percent knives and one percent sugar. It is BE with a capital letter, so read with caution.
Contains a lot of understanding of my flow characters. When I was writing, I found that I couldn't tell whether it was too musty or too musty. Let the sisters who read it feel free to test it out!
The affection between the Akutagawa brothers and sisters. Gentle sister Sai Gao!
Thanks to my friends and family for giving me the inspiration for the topic. Thanks to Mrs. Yuan Geng for the authorization and Mrs. Jiang Ziliu for her understanding. There are variations from Jiang Ziliu's "Lonely Hell".
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