Chapter 32
I slowly turned my head away from him and said, "...Oh."
But someone insisted on getting in front of me, with a curious look in his eyes, "Are you shy?"
I pushed his head away irritably. "No, absolutely not."
He sat down obediently. "Hehe~ It doesn't matter if you're shy, because I'm Rong's brother."
I stared at him, then reached out and touched his forehead.
...I was saying, how could this kid talk like that? It turns out he has a fever.
Really, you took care of me for so long even though I had a fever...
I wrapped the black scarf that I had been carrying in my pocket around his face. He didn't resist at all and even rubbed it when my hand went around his face.
I:……!!!
It looks like the fire is not burning clearly. If it is delayed any longer, the person will turn into a cat.
I never expected that he would have this side when he had a fever. He looked listless and lifeless. It was just because my hands were cooler that I subconsciously put them close to him.
I took his hand and pulled him up.
"Can you still walk?"
He nodded dazedly.
*
I took him to see Dr. Sen.
Before coming here, I wondered if this might be unwise, but Dazai Osamu was injured in a previous battle.
Me: ...Fuck my caution.
The injury that Dazai Osamu suffered was a gunshot wound, which is an injury I am most familiar with. It is imperative that he see a doctor as soon as possible.
...Anyway, nothing can be more important than this, brother.
*
I looked at Dazai Osamu's rosy face in front of his bed, and then I felt relieved to follow Alice to see Dr. Mori.
"How much does it cost this time? I'll give it to you." Dr. Mori looked up at me from the medical record book and said helplessly, "It's still so hard to approach you... Just give me this amount."
I took the note and put it away carefully.
Alice put her head on my shoulder and looked at the price curiously. "It's so expensive! I can buy a lot of small cakes with it, right?"
I felt hot wherever she touched, especially when her hair touched me near my face.
I gently pushed her head away and said, "Don't get so close to me. I'm scared."
She was stunned for a moment, but Dr. Mori smiled happily. Alice looked at him unhappily and said, "Then, Rong, is your brother going to stay here? The unsanitary environment is not suitable for recuperation."
I looked around the clinic and saw how stunned they were by my action.
Although I know that the ward specially reserved by Dr. Mori will definitely be much cleaner, but if Dazai Osamu does not return to GSS as soon as possible, will he be considered a defector?
So I said seriously, "Brother, make your own decision when you wake up."
…
I returned to someone's bed and happened to see him waking up.
I put two extra pillows on his head and gave him the crabs I had bought a long time ago to "eat while they're hot."
He slowly showed me the IV in his hand. Although he didn't say a word, I resigned myself to helping him peel off the shell.
He lay on the bed, looking out the window elegantly, while I buried my head in peeling the shell. No one spoke, and the ward was like a vacuum box, isolating the outside sounds and rain...
When I finished peeling and looked up, I found that he was looking at me curiously. I felt something was wrong. "You didn't burn your memory, did you? I don't recognize anyone."
He rolled his eyes, and I realized that his fever had subsided.
Hand him the crab. "Can you still speak? Is your throat okay?"
"Vintage..." He said in a sad tone, "Why do I feel like I have a fever and all sorts of illnesses? Are you going to ask me if I can still stand up?"
"...Eat quickly." I took another portion of porridge and a basket of buns and gave them to him.
Finally, I took two pairs of chopsticks and started eating together.
…………
…
After we finished eating, I asked him where he was going to recuperate.
He lowered his eyes and played with his fingers absentmindedly. "I'll go back to GSS in two days."
I looked at his face. He seemed to have had a hard time these days. Although he didn't have the same coop in his hand as I did, he had lost a lot of weight.
The loose hospital gown outlined his protruding frame, and the bandages around his neck and eyes made him look like he was not in the human world. Instead, he looked like he was wrapped in a small box.
Without thinking too much, I hugged his waist and buried my face in him.
…is very warm, and you can hear the “boom,” “boom,” “boom” sound of your heartbeat, like a hammer hitting a drum.
He was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched my head again and again, and said to me in a muffled voice, "Are you being coquettish, Rong?"
I looked up at him. He was extremely calm, even to the point of being unbelievable. I guess this is the arrogance caused by being spoiled.
"Yes, I am just being coquettish and trying to make my brother happy this way."
He paused for a moment, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was carefully feeling something. "Hmm..."
He looked at me and said, "I do feel much happier now."
…
My face flushed and I buried it in the quilt. "That wasn't me just now."
"Yes, yes, it's not you. It's not you."
When Xun went to buy food...
Mori Ogai walked in from the door, "Oh, Dazai-kun really has a good sister."
Dazai Osamu turned his head away with disinterest, as if refusing to talk.
Mori Ogai sighed helplessly, "Ah, are children nowadays so difficult to approach?"
Dazai Osamu was finally willing to look at him, but there was a coldness in his eyes that was rarely seen by Velvet, or rather... malice.
"Perverted uncle, oh no, Doctor Mori." He dragged out the word "doctor" in a meaningful way.
"If you have nothing else to do, please don't disturb the patient's rest. As a doctor, don't you know best what to do?"
"It's really sad that Dazai-kun has such a bad attitude towards his attending physician. Well," he smiled, "I'm here to make rounds. Please stretch out your hand."
The sunlight from the window cast a slanting shadow on his face.
*
I stayed by the bed, peeling oranges and chatting with Dazai Osamu.
"I used to hear people from the Tsushima family say that we should cherish the present. Why should we cherish the present?"
Dazai Osamu answered my questions while looking at the magazine on his lap.
"Because the present moment is fleeting and can never be retained, if you don't hurry up and do what you want to do, you will be left with a lot of regrets."
I whispered back to him, indicating that I already knew his point of view. "Oh - the moment... Brother, do you think the moment is not worth it?"
…
"Why do you ask?"
I peeled the orange, gave half to him, and ate the rest slice by slice myself.
"Well... there's no special reason. It just suddenly occurred to me, so I asked. If you don't want to talk about it, forget it."
"I think the present is worthless, just like the dried fish sold by the sea and the mushrooms sold in the mountains. Because everyone has them and there are a lot of them, they are worthless and naturally there is no need to cherish them."
He sneered, "That's true."
"But."
I passed his untouched orange to his mouth.
"But?" He repeated my words and lowered his head to eat the orange.
"But I think this kind of not cherishing is the most valuable, brother. I think all the things that are not worth cherishing are the most valuable."
"Those things that were carefully preserved have lost their original value."
"Just like candy, I like sweetness, but I don't look for it on purpose. I just get a taste of it occasionally and feel happy. I think the value of that day is that I found that candy."
He listened to me quietly, laughed, and then his brows darkened and the curve of his mouth corners also narrowed.
"Long is a very open-minded person... I am probably the kind of person who loves sugar so much that he fills his life with sugar syrup and ends up drowning."
"But in reality, there is no life full of syrup, so you don't have to worry about being drowned in sugar... Besides, I am not obsessed with eating sugar, but out of habit, I usually put a sugar bowl in a place where it is easy to see in the house, so that you can experience the same pleasure as me."
He raised his head and smiled at me again, his eyes curved into two crescents, teasing me
"Maybe I'll try to note down the places in the house where you like to put candy, and then look for them every day? Wouldn't I be unable to experience the happiness you're talking about?"
I placed the knuckle of my index finger on my lower lip, followed his logic, and realized that it was possible for him to do this.
I clapped my hands and figured out the answer.
"It would be better if you don't go out of your way to remember it."
His brows furrowed and his cheeks puffed out.
"I can't do this. As long as I think there might be fluffy candies there, I can't help but want to collect them all and then eat them all to my satisfaction."
"Although I don't mind you eating all the candy, if you really do that, you will definitely get cavities, right? That would go against my original intention, and I would also have no candy to eat... It's a very difficult question."
He nodded in agreement.
"That's right, what will Velvet do?"
I glanced at him.
"Of course I'll keep putting them away. Anyway, you don't have that big of an obsession with candy. Since I want to put them away, doesn't that mean I can be happy this way?
This is my original purpose. As for whether I can get candy or not, I can just ask you for it directly."
"Ha, what if I don't give it to you?"
His eyes sparkled with interest.
“No.”
I am very confident.
"Brother, you may be a bit stingy sometimes, but I have a feeling that you will give me the candy."
"So confident?"
“That’s how confident I am.”
"What a great confidence." He continued flipping through the magazine in his hand, with a nice smile on his face.
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