Shui Jiangyi didn't know what he had done to hurt Dazai Osamu, but after hearing what he said, Dazai Osamu didn't answer him for a long time.

While he was waiting for Dazai's answer, Shui Jiangyi fell into a drowsy sleep. He had drunk too much alcohol before Dazai came, and now all the alcohol had turned into medicine that made him faint. He fell into a deep sleep in the cold wind.

It was unknown how long he had been asleep. The system had always known that he didn't like to be disturbed when he was sleeping, so after Shui Jiangyi got into the situation, the system never spoke again.

He just felt a little cold when he was half asleep, and then frowned.

After he frowned, someone seemed to bend over and lean against him.

Shui Jiangyi could feel that the man should be lying down at eye level with him, and his breathing and voice were very lightly hitting Shui Jiangyi's neck. He just looked at Shui Jiangyi in silence for a while, then reached out and touched Shui Jiangyi's eyelashes, just like a child playing with a toy, and simply fiddled with them. The temperature of his fingertips was as cold as a piece of ice, and then there was a light sound, as if it would be blown away by the wind.

The man's voice was low and hoarse, and it sounded a bit like Dazai Osamu's voice, but also a bit different. Shui Jiangyi couldn't confirm it very well.

Because that voice sounded very much like Dazai Osamu's voice, yet it was a little softer than Dazai Osamu's voice. It was not the voice that Dazai Osamu deliberately slowed down when he was scheming against someone, but it seemed to be a gentle voice that was born with him.

He said softly, "How come after so long, you still can't take good care of yourself? How can I rest assured when you are like this?"

Afterwards he seemed to say something, but also seemed not to have said anything. Anyway, Shui Jiangyi could no longer hear clearly what he said afterwards. He could only feel that after a long silence, the man tucked his wrinkled hair behind his body, and then gently covered him with a coat. The coat was warm and still carried the body temperature, which immediately warmed Shui Jiangyi's body which had been cold from the wind.

The man finally touched his hair and whispered to him, "Good night, I hope you have a good dream."

That night was so beautiful that it seemed like a dream.

Even Shui Jiangyi didn't know whether this was a dream or not, because when he woke up from the dream, the sky had turned white, and the system was sleeping deeply in his consciousness. When he woke up from the cold table, he was not wearing any coat. Shui Jiangyi stroked his arms which were covered with goose bumps due to the cold, picked up the garbage on the table, and walked towards the room.

Not far away, Dazai Osamu was sitting on the roof, looking at Mizue Yi's leaving back, holding a black coat in his hand.

The morning light outlined his back very long, and he thought quietly, holding his chin.

"I feel like the sun is rising faster and faster these days."

“It’s like it’s urging people to finish the story.”

·

Shui Jiangyi did not hear what the long-haired Dazai Osamu said.

He had been thinking about what Dazai Osamu said these days, so after Nakahara Chuuya came back, he picked a time when Nakahara Chuuya was not there, left everyone behind, and went to the basement alone.

Although Shui Jiangyi had never walked this road before, he had seen Dazai Osamu walking this road many times in the mirror, and he already remembered clearly where Weilun's cell was.

The road leading to the dungeon was very long and dark, and it was almost impossible to see the road. Mizue Yi took down the oil lamp hanging on the wall and lit it with the matches he carried with him. He finally understood why Dazai Osamu chose to carry a lamp every time he went to the basement.

Maybe it’s because without a lamp, you can’t see the road clearly?

Shui Jiangyi thought jokingly.

The dungeon was very slippery, filled with damp vapor, and surrounded by moss.

The system provided him with some information about Verlaine in his mind: "Host, regarding this person Verlaine, he was once one of the Transcendents of France and the partner of Rimbaud, a former cadre of the Port Mafia. When he came to Yokohama eight years ago, he killed Chuuya Nakahara's partner. Then, he was framed by Dazai Osamu, who combined the power of the entire Port Mafia to kill him from his bestial state."

"The remaining soul of Rimbaud finally used his magical powers to bring Verlaine back to life."

"But Wei'laan's abilities are no longer the same as before. He has become an ordinary psychic."

"He is considered powerful in the port mafia."

"Hmm?" After hearing the system's comment, Shui Jiangyi asked curiously, "What do you mean? Do you have a ranking for the people with special abilities in the Port Mafia?"

The system nodded and said, "Yes, host, our system is very useful! It has the ability to sort everyone out!"

Shui Jiangyi couldn't help but laugh. His system was sometimes like a child, especially when it came to things like this where he could take credit. When he looked at the system, he couldn't help but imagine a child sticking out his chest in front of him.

Is it because he doesn't use the system enough?

Shui Jiangyi said: "Then just tell me casually."

The corridor to the basement was still very dark. In the dim environment, the only light was the flickering lamp in Shui Jiangyi's hand. He walked down the corridor step by step with the lamp in his hand. All around him was very quiet.

Only in Shui Jiangyi's ears, the system was chattering about the intelligence of the port mafia.

Shui Jiangyi thought that from the time he was born to now, the person who had accompanied him the longest might be the system. No matter what kind of world he came to, he could contact the system at the first time, and no matter what kind of enemy he met, it would be afraid with him.

Although the system is timid and afraid of things, he is the one who stays by Shui Jiangyi's side no matter what.

"The reason why Verlaine is so powerful is that he has deceived many people and left the basement of the Port Mafia many times. One time, he did not even notice when Nakajima Atsushi was there."

Shui Jiangyi's eyes froze for a moment, but he said calmly, "Go on."

So Verlaine had been out before? And he had gone out without anyone noticing?

So, was his indifferent look in front of Dazai Osamu his real state?

The system caught the unnaturalness in Shui Jiangyi's tone in an instant, and whispered, "Is there something wrong with this intelligence?"

Shui Jiangyi shook his head: "Not really."

Shui Jiangyi said, "If this news is correct, we might have made the right decision to meet Wei Erlan. What did he do after he left?"

The system was a little confused, but said very obediently: "He went to see Rimbaud."

"She seems to particularly like visiting him on rainy days, and she would bring a bouquet of flowers to Rimbaud."

Shui Jiangyi couldn't help but laugh. He said, "So people always regret after they lose something."

Having said that, the corridor has come to an end. Shui Jiangyi pushed open the door and saw Verlaine sitting in the dungeon, dressed in formal attire, as if he was waiting at any time to meet someone he had longed for. The gloom of the dungeon did not diminish Verlaine's elegance in the slightest.

Hearing the sound of doors opening and closing, he opened his eyes and looked towards Shui Jiangyi.

Long eyelashes covered his azure eyes. Shui Jiangyi looked at his own reflection in his eyes and inexplicably felt that Wei Erlain had some similarities with him, just based on appearance.

He was like another miniature of Verlaine in this world.

Wei Erlain chuckled: "Finally, you are here, my brother."

Shui Jiangyi looked at the decorations on him, turned around and closed the door, and said, "Finally, you've waited until you come to see me? I thought that the person you least wanted to see in this world was me, Mr. Weilun."

Wei Erlun's eyes fell on Shui Jiangyi's shoulder. He was silent for a moment, and then he said, "Is it because you are a soul from another world?"

Shui Jiangyi said: "Aren't you afraid that I will mess up all your plans?"

"From the beginning, you were the one who told Dazai Osamu that the abnormality in this world was because of Dazai Osamu himself, right?" Shui Jiangyi walked towards Wei Erlan step by step and said simply and straightforwardly, "You should be the one who insisted that Dazai Osamu send me away."

"Let me think, what would you say to Dazai Osamu?"

"Tell me about your tragic past, or some of your personal experiences?"

Weilun smiled and said, "You seem to have great ill will towards me."

Shui Jiangyi said: "Yes, maybe it's just like how you initially had great ill will towards Rimbaud."

Shui Jiangyi said: "If I'm not mistaken, when you found out that Faun was possessive of Rimbaud, your first feeling was not happiness, but a sense of panic that someone might occupy your position, right?"

Verlaine's eyes darkened. He asked, "Does my past have anything to do with you?"

Shui Jiangyi smiled and replied, "It doesn't matter? If it doesn't matter, why did you sneak over to watch Rimbaud several times after Dazai Osamu asked you to watch it once?"

"You told Dazai Osamu about the idea of ​​going to another world to meet him, and you also told yourself, right?"

After that, Wei Erlan was silent for a long time, just when Shui Jiangyi thought he was going to admit it.

He shook his head: "That's not what I said to Dazai Osamu."

"This concept was proposed to me by Dazai Osamu."

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