We are still wandering
Maybe it was because my words in the morning irritated my brother, or maybe it was because the sparkling water was so beautiful.
Dazai Osamu jumped into the river.
Should I be thankful that he remembered to leave the bread aside, thus preserving our food supply for the next few days?
"elder brother!"
He seemed to have no desire to live at all and sank straight to the bottom of the river.
I jumped in too, but I overlooked one fact—I couldn't swim.
Dazai Osamu, who was watching me gurgling and spitting bubbles under the water, gradually didn't know what to say to me.
He stood up, well, stood up.
The water came up to his chin.
My brother held my shoulders and gave me strength, so that I didn't drown in the river.
"Why did you jump down too?"
"Well, I thought you were upset again. There's no one else here to help."
He sighed, then put me on the shore and said, "The weather is good now, you should wash yourself."
He himself ran behind another stone.
Um...why did he go there?
Forget it, I can still take a bath by myself. After all, I’m eight years old, right?
Then, to wash my own hair, I plunged forward into the water.
Dazai Osamu didn't hear any sound, and secretly sighed that Velvet was very well behaved. Then after waiting for a while, there was still no sound.
He looked over.
All you could see was my algae-like hair floating on the water.
Dazai Osamu: ...
My brother rescued me again, and now he refused to let me wash myself no matter what.
"Anyway, Rong is only eight years old now. If he were placed in another place, he would only be in the second grade of elementary school. It's normal that he can't take a bath by himself."
"I can wash it myself, it's just that my hair is too long!"
"Hey, hey... wear this dress."
We spent the whole morning by the river. The clothing issue was much simpler, we just had to ask the wind for help.
They still chose a way that would make them happier - they rolled our clothes into the air, forming a huge vortex, and dried our clothes in three hours.
After seeing this, Dazai Osamu seemed to have come up with a good idea. I even felt like a light bulb lit up above his head.
"Can we ask them to give us a ride?"
This is a novel idea. The wind in the Tsushima family is so calm. I never knew what kind of wind can make people fly.
"I can ask."
[Yes]
[Like a rag]
[Blown away by us like a rag]
[Float down like a leaf again!]
[It will definitely look great when it is ready!]
[But everyone who was blown by us got sick]
I relayed everything to Dazai Osamu, and his expression gradually became excited.
"It's okay, it's okay, we can just put on more clothes!"
*
When the wind started to blow, I held Dazai Osamu's hand tightly, but I found that I could no longer hear the sound of the wind.
"Brother, I can't hear their voices anymore!"
"What?"
The wind blurred my voice and blew us up into the clouds - this was also Dazai's request. His original words were "If anyone sees two children being blown up by the wind, call the police."
Even when we were above the clouds, our speed was still very fast. As soon as I opened my mouth, a mouthful of wind filled my mouth, so I closed it.
We moved more than a hundred kilometers in just one hour and then slowly landed on the top of a mountain.
*
"Tsk——" ×2
Our two children had never even taken a train before, so this advanced mode of transportation was still difficult for us to accept.
But after spitting, my brother just wiped his mouth, blinked his big eyes and said excitedly, "Do it again!"
Unfortunately, the wind that brought us here had already dissipated on the way here, so we were able to descend at such a gentle speed.
Otherwise, I might have to do this again.
Just thinking about that feeling again made me vomit again.
I stopped Dazai Osamu and told him weakly, "This kind of thing can only happen once a day."
Need to read the article.
Dazai Osamu sighed with regret and said, "Okay."
"By the way, what did you want to tell me just now?"
"Ah, what I meant is that I didn't seem to hear the sound of the wind when I grabbed your hand just now, because I usually don't pay much attention to it, but I should have heard their screams just now."
"Hmm... So I am also a psychic? Is my psychic ability the ability to neutralize things?"
There was a gleam in his eyes that was known as "fun".
He grabbed my hand again.
I shook my head and indeed I could no longer hear the sound of the wind.
"So that's how it is. Since wind isn't your special ability, it's not affected by it... Interesting."
"Wouldn't it be dangerous for you to go to Yokohama? If people knew about your abilities, they would want to kill you right away, right?"
He pretended to think, "That's true..."
He looked at my nervous expression and burst out laughing again.
"But, Rong, what I fear least in this world is death."
I looked at him in surprise. No one is not afraid of death. The grass is afraid of death, so it tries desperately to absorb the sunlight. The flower is afraid of death, so it tries desperately to show itself. People are afraid of death, so they struggle desperately.
All the creatures I have ever seen are afraid of death, how could he not be afraid of death.
He rubbed my head but didn't explain.
The only creature I have ever seen that is not afraid of death is the wind.
Because their birth is so short, it is natural for them to disappear, often bringing with them a kind of simple happiness, or a sense of enjoyment before disappearing.
My brother, is he also the wind?
*
"Boom!" It suddenly started raining heavily from the sky, and my brother and I huddled under the bridge.
Looking at the violent storm outside, my brother told me a story -
Once upon a time, there was a powerful witch and a little girl who lived together.
One day, there was a sudden thunder, and the witch was so scared that she quickly hid under the table.
She said to the little girl in astonishment, "Start counting from the time you see the white light in the sky until you hear the thunder. The number you count is the distance of the lightning from us!"
The girl began to count, the numbers became smaller and smaller, and the thunder became more frequent...
then……
Wow! The witch was frightened to death.
The rain reached my feet and I hugged my knees and leaned towards my brother.
“Is this a horror story?”
My brother opened his dirty coat, patted me, and made a face.
“No, it’s a fairy tale.”
I smiled emotionlessly, "Haha, that's funny."
…
…
I looked up at him and saw that he was serious.
“Is this really a fairy tale?”
"You should trust your brother a little bit, right?"
I watched the fleeting white light in the sky.
"Why are powerful witches afraid of thunder, but little girls aren't?"
He placed one hand in front of me and the other hand under his chin as if thinking.
"Because there is also a child who is afraid of thunder in the heart of the witch, right? The little girl happens to be a brave girl like you who is not afraid of thunder."
I looked up at his profile - if I was the little girl in the story, then my brother must be the powerful witch in the story.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing." I moved closer to him.
My witch is always ready to leave me.
But I won't abandon my witch.
After the rain stopped, my brother took me towards the city. Since we were already quite a distance away from the Tsushima family, there was no need to avoid others.
We went to the drugstore and my brother bought a bunch of bandages.
"What are you buying these for?"
My brother answered my question while putting a bandage on himself: "Because it's fun."
"Rong, I am a person with supernatural powers now. If I find that my supernatural powers disappear when someone touches me, it will be dangerous."
He said it was dangerous, but his face showed he wanted to cause trouble.
I should not forget that Tsushima Shuji is a person who likes to play pranks. Even if he changes his name to Dazai Osamu, he will not change.
Dazai Osamu is Tsushima Shuji, and Tsushima Shuji is also Dazai Osamu. They are the same individual, so how can there be any difference between them?
We found a park to sleep in today. Since it is the transition period between summer and autumn, the weather is not too hot.
But if you sleep like this at night, you will definitely catch a cold.
But we were both young masters and young ladies with no common sense of life a few days ago. It is too much to expect us to understand these things so quickly.
But it doesn’t matter, my wind has helped us with many things, as long as the cold wind is not blown over.
Plus, since we were the only source of heat in the park, some of the plush came to sleep with us.
Hmm...will there be fleas?
I felt a little disgusted, after all, I had just taken a shower this morning, but...well, forget it.
It was a little hot, and I moved a little further away from Dazai Osamu. There was a small black and white cat on my lap, a big and strong orange cat on my left, and two dirty mixed-hair cats between me and my brother.
In a way, they and I are actually the same kind, we are both wandering.
We are all children without a home...
No, how could I say that? I turned around and looked at my brother - he was making face-to-face contact with a kitten that had jumped onto his shoulder.
I have the only family I recognize in this world - I consider home to be where my family is.
In other words, where my brother is, that is home.
My brother noticed my gaze and tilted his head to look at me. "What's wrong with you?"
“…Nothing.”
*
I am so tired and feel like I have a heavy burden on my shoulders... Who brought this burden to me?
It's you, Mr. Black Cat lying on my head.
"Meow?"
What are you saying? You are not allowed to say "meow"! No matter what you do, it cannot change the fact that you are bullying me!
You nasty little kitten, you actually tried to disturb my mind with your beauty!
I tell you, I... can also suck other cats!
I picked up the little black and white kitten from my lap and sucked it hard.
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