I really Didn't Give Up

30

Chapter 30

    "Bronze?"

    Yi Tong raised his head suddenly, and the name hovering in his mind blurted out: "Dazai!?" "

    ...Do you know Mr. Dazai?" Akutagawa Ryunosuke stood in front of him with a confused look on his face.

    "Akutagawa?" Yi Tong tightened his black coat in shock, "How could it be you?" "

    I saw you from the car." Akutagawa Ryunosuke briefly explained, still concerned: "Tong, do you know Mr. Dazai? "

    Then this coat is...

    yes, Yitong remembered: Dazai gave his coat to Akutagawa Ryunosuke.

    "Ah, that... Yin said you..."

    "Yes, Mr. Dazai is under me now... Teacher!" Speaking of the word "Teacher", the boy's voice couldn't stop being excited and trembling, and even his eyes lit up hope for the future.

    Without thinking too much about it, he reached out to help his companion up: "Teacher, he has already gone back. Why did you chase after Tong? I have something to do next?"

    In the eyes of Akutagawa Ryunosuke: a companion who has just recovered from a serious injury , Desperately following his car barefoot in rainy weather, the only possible reason is to find himself.

    "..." Yi Tong was silent for a while, then suddenly tightened Dazai's coat, and smiled: "Congratulations, Akutagawa, congratulations on getting your teacher     !

    "

There was blackness in front of Hitomi's eyes, and she couldn't bear it any longer and passed out.

    ...

    For many moments, Yi Tong thought that she had returned to that absolutely dark space again.

    Unable to wake up...without a companion, he is the only one left in the world.

    Darkness, and despair.

    don't want!

    Don't leave him alone!

    A faint light appeared, and there was someone in front.

    Dazai turned his back on him and walked ahead alone.

    Wait for me...wait for me!

    Yitong tried very hard to catch up with that familiar figure.

    It's only a little bit, just a little bit away...

    but it's just a little bit away.

    Yitong tried his best to reach out his hand to the figure in front of him, but no matter how he ran or searched, he couldn't reach the corner of the other person's clothes.