sinovels Chapter 23 Tokyo 6
Chapter 23 Tokyo 6
The Chinese food that Chuya Nakahara cooks is very simple. After all, this apartment in Tokyo is not where he usually lives. There are not even any ingredients in the refrigerator to use, so the food is bought temporarily.
It's just that such simple Chinese food, Osamu Dazai eats it with relish, almost makes Nakahara Chuya think that he has become a gourmet master.
Zhong Yuanzhong also asked suspiciously: "It's so delicious?"
However, Osamu Dazai said, "Well, it's so-so."
Zhongyuan Zhong also watched him eating vigorously, but what he said was not the same.
In the end, he could only think about it, probably Osamu Dazai usually eats extra spicy curry rice with that Oda Sakunosuke every day. He couldn't eat spicy curry rice and had to exercise his adaptability, but now he can't help it when he eats ordinary curry rice .
The only thing is, after eating, both of them leaned on the sofa, and neither of them wanted to move, so no one was the one who washed the dishes.
Zhongya Nakahara sat for a while, seeing that Osamu Dazai took out his mobile phone and seemed to be playing a small game somewhere, he immediately stretched out his foot and kicked Osamu Dazai and said, "Hey, Dazai, go wash the dishes."
Osamu Dazai shook on the sofa, showing a gesture of rejection, and continued to indulge in the game: "Don't!"
Zhongyuan Zhong also ticked the corner of his mouth, but a threatening aura came out of his body: "Say it again? If you don't wash the dishes, don't even think about eating at my place from today on."
As a typical boy, he not only had a few meals with Zhongyuan Zhongye, but also stayed at night for a few nights, and he still had the bank card that Zhongyuan Zhongye gave him in his pocket.
It seemed that after Nakahara Nakaya's reminder, Osamu Dazai had no choice but to get up, packed up a few plates and took them to the kitchen.
Within a few seconds, Zhong Yuanzhong heard the sound of plates breaking from the kitchen.
This suddenly made Nakahara Chuya's face change: "Hey! Dazai! These are the only dishes in my apartment!"
After speaking, Nakahara also rushed in, just in time to see Osamu Dazai leaning down to pick up the broken porcelain, but it was really unlucky, the sharp fragments poked a deep line of blood on Osamu Dazai's finger.
Nakahara Chuya: ...
Nakahara Chuya: "Forget about you kitchen waste, go out and treat the wound for me, let me clean up here myself."
Osamu Dazai could only obediently respond, then sucked the wound on his finger, patted his butt and left.
Looking at the mess on the ground and the few drops of blood left by Osamu Dazai, Nakahara also ruffled his hair in frustration.
If he had known it would be like this, he might as well clean it up by himself. Washing the dishes is nothing more than putting them in the dishwasher. In the end, the consequence of letting Osamu Dazai do it is to waste two of his dishes, and he has to clean Dazai The remnants of governance.
However, Zhongyuan Zhong also made up his mind to not let Osamu Dazai touch the kitchen from now on.
After cleaning everything, Nakahara Nakaya walked out of the kitchen and saw Osamu Dazai had wrapped his finger with a bandage.
It seems that because of the long-term use of bandages, the bandages on his fingers are particularly artistically wrapped, and because the exposed skin on his body is wrapped in bandages, this wound does not look awkward at all.
However, Zhong Yuanzhong took a look and then looked away.
It's already three o'clock in the afternoon after dinner, it's getting late, but there is still a lot of time in the day, Zhong Yuanzhong is not a patient character, it is impossible for him to stay in the room for the next half day and do nothing, But because Osamu Dazai was with him, he had no choice but to ask, "I'm going out for a walk, do you want to come with me?"
Osamu Dazai turned his head and said pitifully, "Is Chuya going to abandon me?"
Hearing his tone, Zhong Yuanzhong frowned and trembled all over: "Speak normally."
So Osamu Dazai said bluntly, "Yes!"
Nakahara nodded, and opened a drawer by the entrance. There were dozens of car keys in it, all of which were the cars he kept in his Tokyo apartment. The large number fit his personality of loving sports cars.
Picking one at random, he said to Osamu Dazai, "Let's go."
Osamu Dazai asked, "At this time, where is Chuya planning to go?"
Nakahara Chuya said: "Go to the art museum and have a look, there seems to be an art exhibition today."
Osamu Dazai: "Oh? I didn't know Chuya was interested in these places?"
Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him: "Art is common, there are so many things you don't know."
Osamu Dazai seemed to be a little unhappy and bent his mouth, but his emotions came and went in a hurry, and Nakahara couldn't catch his inner thoughts, so he gave up.
There were many cars in Zhongye's garage, but he didn't know which car the key was in his hand. He simply pressed the key, and a sapphire-colored car rang in the garage.
The double lights of Sapphire's sports car flickered for a moment, and Zhong Yuanzhong also manipulated the door to open, and saw the door slowly spread its wings in the air like the wings of a bird.
Facing such a scene, Osamu Dazai gave out an admiration without hesitation: "Wow."
Nakahara Chuya stepped sideways into the driver's seat and yelled at him, "What are you doing in a daze?"
This urging made Osamu Dazai sit in the co-pilot.
The beautiful sports car entered the main road along with the driveway. With its sapphire-like color and smooth lines, coupled with the loud sound of the engine, it made people look over the road with belated perception.
Nakahara has also been familiar with various routes in Tokyo for a long time. He has also been to this art gallery for work reasons. This time, he came again mainly because he had learned that his favorite painter would exhibit his works today, so he specially found a time to come and visit. art exhibition.
Hearing this reason, Osamu Dazai suddenly felt tense.
"You know that painter?"
Zhongyuan Zhong also parked his sports car, and when he got out of the car, he put on a black mask that had been prepared in the car. There was also a cute Q-version portrait of himself embroidered on the mask, which seemed to be a gift from fans.
Because he will appear among the public today, Zhong Yuanzhong is also well aware of his fame, so he decided to dress up and visit the art exhibition in a concealed manner, not wanting to be recognized by others.
When he heard Osamu Dazai's words, Nakahara gave him a strange look: "Don't you know? His paintings hang in the living room of my apartment."
Now Osamu Dazai's teeth itch even more.
But there was no way, Osamu Dazai followed Nakahara Nakaya, who was familiar with the world, to the place where the paintings were displayed in the art gallery.
It seems that the painters exhibited today are very famous, so even in the afternoon, there are still many visitors queuing up to enter the exhibition hall.
Zhongyuan Zhong didn't want to take the privilege, so he obediently followed the long queue. Osamu Dazai had no choice but to follow him.
I just don't know if the temperament of the two of them is too good, and the people in line around them soon noticed the two of them.
Although Zhong Yuanzhong also covered his face with a mask, he also used a peaked cap to cover up his dazzling orange hair.But even so, he is wearing a black T-shirt and ripped jeans today, with a lean figure and slightly undulating muscles in his arms, it can be seen that he is definitely a handsome guy.
Not to mention the gloomy Osamu Dazai with a lot of bandages around him.Although it was a little strange, but judging from the face, they were all handsome looks that could confuse thousands of women.
The two people with such a big difference in temperament get together, which attracts the attention of many people even more.
In particular, there was a girl who focused her attention on Nakahara Chuya when she looked at it.
Zhong Yuanzhong has also been stared at for a long time, and he thought that he would be recognized by such a heavy attire, but it is absolutely impossible for him to admit his identity by himself.
So when the girl couldn't help but come up to ask, Zhong Yuan still held his heart.
"Excuse me, may I ask for your mask..." Zhong Yuan's heart tightened. If the girl revealed his identity, his idea of visiting the art exhibition today would be ruined, but the girl continued to say, "Are you a fan of Chuya Nakahara?"
Zhong Yuanzhong also breathed a sigh of relief, his voice behind the mask was a little muffled: "Yes."
The girl smiled happily when she heard this: "So it's true! I also like Zhongye very much! I just saw the portrait of Zhongye on your mask. I'm not sure yet. I thought it would be too abrupt, so I didn't dare Come up and say hi."
Osamu Dazai was just standing beside Nakahara Chuya, looking at the surrounding scenery, but when he heard the girl's words "I like Chuya", he turned his head and stared at the girl with a pair of iris-colored eyes.
Zhong Yuanzhong is not the kind of person who is good at directly saying that he likes himself, his ears are slowly turning red, and he still pretends to know nothing: "It is...is it?"
The girl didn't expect to meet a boy with the same interests as her at the art exhibition. She just wanted to chat a few more words about celebrities and the art exhibition, but when she came into contact with Osamu Dazai's expression, she was persuaded by his eyes.
But she still didn't want to give up: "Uh, are you free next? I want to treat you to a cup of coffee."
Although Zhong Yuan couldn't bear it, he still rejected her proposal: "Sorry, my friend and I have something to do later."
When the girl heard such a simple refusal, she could only go back to her position in line in disappointment, but she didn't see Dazai Osamu's smile as if declaring herself. If she saw it, she would probably look even more frightened.
When Chuya Nakahara visited next, he felt that Osamu Dazai was unusually quiet, but he didn't care too much, and was immersed in the exhibition.
The two of them didn't meet any other people to strike up a conversation with during the subsequent visits, which made Zhongyuan Zhong also have a perfect afternoon.
When the sun was about to set, Nakahara Nakaya came back to his senses and found that Osamu Dazai had followed him all afternoon, and he had not complained for so long.
Nakahara also knew that Osamu Dazai was not interested in these things, so he took the initiative to say, "Would you like a drink?"
The art museum also has a small bar, so Nakahara bought two cups of sweet milk tea for Osamu Dazai to drink.
So the two stood on the high platform with milk tea, and saw the sunset outside through the wave-shaped glass window. The pink sky under the sunset also reflected the pink gouache on the entire art gallery, especially when it was reflected in the corner of Zhongye Zhongye’s eyes. Very gorgeous.
For some reason, Osamu Dazai thought of the self-portrait he had drawn for Alice at this moment.
What he blurted out was: "Chuya, how about I draw a picture for you to hang in the living room?"
Nakahara Chuya suddenly thought of the painting drawn by Osamu Dazai, and his face turned dark.
"Are you talking about the kind of painting that scares Alice to tears?"