Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

Those ice blue eyes suddenly widened.

The blue in the pupils is slightly scattered, like the shadowy reflection of the clear sky on the ice field, reflecting the shaking sunlight.

The bed sheet is like a frozen lake, and some cracks are gradually spreading under the body, and the cobweb-like gaps are about to turn into big black ravines with violent tremors——

Gojo Satoru turned over and leaned against the sleeping person beside him, with one hand stretched out to hug the person beside him, like a person on the edge of a cliff tightly hugging the last life-saving rock on the edge of the cliff.

The people around him fell asleep quietly, with little chest rise and fall.Five enlightened faces were pressed against the man's side face, and by the moonlight, he looked at the chest of the sleeping man lying on his back, rising and falling slightly.

The summer night is very hot, the air conditioner in the house keeps it at a certain temperature, and then automatically shuts down?.A trace of summer night's boredom crept in quietly.There was sweat on Wujo Wu's forehead, and he raised his hand to brush the hair on his lower forehead. His fingers stroked the white bangs, which were slightly wet.

The eyes looking at Liu Hai suddenly let go.The six eyes he was born with allowed him to see a farther and vaster world unconsciously.

But in my heart, it is still the scene in my dream.

I dreamed about the people around me.

Standing in the pitch-black darkness, the people around him called out first? His "brother", and then called out again? "Enlightenment", with a slightly sad expression on his face.The person in the dream asked: "Why don't you want me?"

Wake up, in the dead of night, only the air conditioner is aware? The boredom in the room, sighed in a low voice? A sound, as if sighing for someone.Gojo Satoru thought about it for a moment, then suddenly stood up with his arms propped up, stretched out his hand, and went to sniff the breath of the people around him.

The breath of Bai Ci beside him was light, and with every breath, the warm air flowed apart along the finger that Gojo Satoru stretched out.

This person is Baici.The person in the dream is also Bai Ci.

The pair of ice-blue six eyes that observe everything and can separate electrons and protons, staring at the lover beside him on a midsummer night, just feel that he has become a puzzle in the universe.

·

Summer is coming to an end.

Are the cicadas at the bottom of the leaves dead?

In the classroom of Class [-], Grade [-], High School of Conjuration.

On the blackboard, the word "fairness" is written in big script.In response to this, the homeroom teacher Noctua Zhengdao raised a question: "Three people, two breads, and one knife, how should we distribute them so that all three people are satisfied?"

In the classroom? There are exactly three people.

Gojo Wu, Bai Ci, Xia Youjie.The only girl, Ichigoko, was not there, and was called to treat the injured first-year student.

Xia Youjie drew the model of bread in his mind, and then calculated precisely through his brain as if solving a mathematical model problem, then grabbed two square models on the table, put them together, picked up a piece of chalk, and A third is cut neatly.

"Teacher Ye Moth, I choose to cut it this way." Xia Youjie looked up at his head teacher with his purple eyes as he said.

standard answer.

Yemo Zhengdao didn't say yes or no, he turned his gaze to the two people sitting under the podium, and asked, "Where are you two?"

It was obvious that Xia Chan had already died, but a harsh and sharp voice was vaguely heard again.

"Give the knife to one of them, and let that person cut it. When choosing bread, let him choose it last." Gojo Gojo loosened his collar, put his feet up on the desk, and held his head tilted back. said.

Xia Youjie frowned, slightly disapproving: "Wu, when you choose to leave it to us, you should be responsible to the weak."

"I'll take care of them." Gojo Satoru said in a choked voice, tilting his head back even more, and lazily said, "Give them all the knives? If you don't know how to do it yourself, you're really too stupid. "

In protecting the weak, Xia Youjie always has his own meaning, while Wujo Wu is too free-wheeling.On this point, there is always a difference between the two.

Seeing Wujo Wu's troublesome face, Xia Youjie broke the pencil in his hand, frowned in disgust, and was about to fight without saying a word, but Yemo Zhengdao pulled? He stopped it with a hand ?.

Finally, the head teacher set his sights on Bai Ci.

"Bai Ci, how would you divide it?"

It seemed to hear a cicada's cry before it was about to die. It was high-pitched and sharp, and it became a dazzling light spot.

"I would choose to kill? Two people*."

Bai Ci replied quietly, when he said this, his eyes did not move.Xia Chan's final call sounded.In the classroom, it was as quiet as a silent movie.And? There was wind outside the window, and it slightly moved? The young man's long eyelashes, feather fan-like eyelashes turned up, and those dark blue eyes calmly did not move.

After a while, it was Noctua Zhengdao who opened his mouth in surprise.But Gojo Satoru doesn't think this is strange. In essence, Bai Ci is cold-blooded, and he only cares about those who care about him. He himself admitted "If you care about everything, why not just become the Son of God?".

"...Why do you think so?"

Facing the righteous words of the homeroom teacher Ye Moth, Bai Ci smiled slightly and said, "Teacher, I think what Jie and Wu said was 'relatively fair'. If you want absolute fairness, then you can only follow my way.

"Three people, two pieces of bread, and a knife. There is no conclusion to this problem in any environment. How about I help them find the optimal solution."

"Killing people is the best solution?" Night Moth Zhengdao's voice trembled slightly, and he snapped, "Are you self-centered?!"

"That's right." Bai Ci replied casually.

He was originally the kind of person who would find it difficult to change the answer in his mind once he had made up his mind.

And the end of the whole thing is that Bai Ci wrote a "review book" and banned missions for a long time.

No one was satisfied with this result, including the punished head teacher Noctua Moth Zhengdao, or the punished Baici.And? Beside the self-service vending machine, Xia Youjie dropped a can of Coca-Cola to Wujou, and said, "As a magician, there is no one who is not crazy. I thought that Bai Ci had a conscience at least."

With a sound of "click", Gojo Wu pulled the ring, raised his head and drank a Coke, and then said leisurely: "Bai Ci only cares about the people he cares about, right? He, at most, is just a word." Cognitive 'people'."

The palm of the hand turned into a blade, imagining three people and two breads in front of them, cutting them off with one knife, blood splattered, and two people fell down.Xia Youjie couldn't help sighing, took a sip of the oolong tea in his hand, and sighed, "This result..."

He said that he didn't go on, then sighed again, and repeated in a murmur: "This result..."

Still didn't go on.

Because in the end it was something Xia Youjie didn't think of at that time.

Then, he turned his face to look at Gojo Wujo, and frowned: "Wujou, you are too free."

"Jie, you have to find a meaning or reason for everything." Gojo Satoru also fired back unceremoniously, "Why are there so many reasons? Don't mind them."

Xia Youjie frowned even deeper, and said uncertainly, "Is there really no problem with you adding extreme white speech?"

Hands swaying from side to side? Twice, Gojo Satoru said haha, saying it was all right.

"Although Bai Ci is crazy, at least he has us in mind."

His confident speech made Xia Youjie sigh again.He couldn't figure it out? How could he, a young boy of ten, seven or eight years old, meet these two wonderful friends.

"I mean, will your casualness be affected by Bai Ci's extremes?"

Facing his friend's serious questioning, Wujo Wu said "huh"? He turned his face to look at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Influence?"

Xia Youjie looked at him meaningfully and said, "Really?"Then his eyes fell on Gojo Satoru, pinching another unopened can of Coke, and reminded him maliciously, "Is this one for me?"

Gojo Satoru would not be embarrassed by this.He plausibly said: "I am used to drinking a can, take a can."

"Did this habit start today, or did it start in love?" Xia Youjie laughed at him.

Gojo Wu's answer disappeared in Xia Chan's suddenly broken cry.The broken cicadas sounded like the moment when countless lives ended suddenly.

Is Xia Chan dead?

·

Those ice blue eyes suddenly widened.

The summer night was sweltering, and the air conditioner fell into self-sleep due to the low temperature in the house.The tip of the hair is slightly sweaty.

And? The chest of the sleeping person next to him rose and fell slightly.

The scene seemed familiar.

Wujo woke up and turned around, and reached out his hand to probe? To detect the breath of the people around him——

An ice cold slice.

He sat up abruptly, opened his eyes in disbelief, and looked at the body beside him.Just now, out of the corner of my eye, I looked at the ups and downs of the chest, sinking in a little bit, as if a person fell into a swamp with nowhere to escape.

Liuyan has already identified the death state of the person around him, but he still stretched out his finger and poked under that person's nose.

Then, the outstretched finger was caught, and the face of the sleeping person beside him was pale, like a dead body, with dark circles around his eyes.He raised his head, stared straight at Gojo Satoru, and asked, "Do you want to know if I'm dead or alive?"

The moonlight fell on his pale face, gloomy.

"... Enlightenment?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly opened his eyes, and the worried expressions of Bai Ci and Xia Youjie were reflected in his icy blue pupils.

Bai Ci leaned over to look at him, getting close, his warm breath blowing the bangs on his forehead.And Xia Youjie, who was sitting in the second seat, also turned to look at him.

With five fingers resting on the leather sofa, and outside the car window where the head is resting, the scenery is constantly receding and losing, like a season of losing color.

The driver was the Assistant Superintendent of the High School of Conjuration. Only then did Gojo Satoru realize that he was on his way to the mission location.It is said that the mission this time is of great importance. Except for the girl Nizi who is in the school, the three boys have been sent out in class one of the second grade.

On the way to the mission location, Gojo Satoru fell asleep? and dreamed again.Thousands in the dream, after waking up, he forgot again?

He waved his hand to the caring Bai Ci and said, "It's okay, Gojo Satoru, who was holding his forehead, suddenly felt uncomfortable.Once he is unhappy, he makes others unhappy.

Kicked by a long leg? Kicked the back of the driver's seat, Wujo Wudao said: "Hurry up, finish the matter of that girl called Tiannai, and go back to school early."

"Lizi, Tiannei Lizi." Xia Youjie in the front row added carefully.

This time, the task of the three of them is to protect the girl of Riko Tennouchi.The specific origin is very long, and it can be traced back to "Master Tianyuan, the foundation of the magic world".

However, Gojo Satoru expressed that he was not interested. He just wanted a quick victory and felt that there were too many people in the way.

"For missions, Jie's magic spell tracking and anti-tracking skills are very useful. But I can't say goodbye to you," he looked up and down. He looked at the boy sitting in the back row with him, with a critical look, "why do you want to go?" ?”

"..." There was silence in the car.

Xia Youjie opened the mouth first, looked at Bai Ci from the rearview mirror of the car, and sincerely suggested: "You should dump him quickly? He is such a bad-mouthed person."

"You think I don't want to?" Bai Ci replied with a fake smile.

"Hello—" Gojo Wu crossed his chest and looked at Bai Ci, and then at Xia Youjie, who was in the front seat, "I'm still here. Why, care? Is my boyfriend not okay?"

... Are you concerned?

Whether you know it or don't know it, they all think you are mocking it!

In the rearview mirror of the car, Xia Youjie finished his speech. As Wutiaowu's friend/lovers, he made eye contact, and decided to remain silent and calm, so as not to fight him here.

At that time, none of the three of them thought that this mission would fail.

In fact, when Gojo Satoru held the corpse covered in white cloth in his arms, he couldn't be sure that the person in his arms was dead.

The memory seems to be missing? Many pieces of the jigsaw puzzle should fit together perfectly, but there are several gaps, which are dark and cannot be filled.There were many people around, all of them ordinary people. They were clapping and cheering with happy faces, as if they were celebrating some important festival.

The cheering crowd surrounded Gojo Satoru.However, they were all a few meters away from him and did not dare to approach him, giving the "tall boy a vacuum space".However, they are still blindly happy and celebrating, as if encountering the most joyful thing in life.

Amidst the tide of applause and cheers, Gojo Wu Binglan lowered his eyes in a daze, looking down at the corpse covered in white cloth in his arms.

Small, cold, dead.

I vaguely remember that this is the body of the mission target Riko Amane.

They failed?.

……and then?

I seemed to be waiting for my friend Xia Youjie to arrive, and then asked him: "Kill all these people here?"

Now I don't feel anything anymore.The memory puzzle in my brain is no longer complete, and emotions are constantly being lost, as if it doesn't matter.

No, it doesn't really matter what it is.

Noisy human voices, Gojo Satoru just hugged the corpse in his arms, quietly waiting for the arrival of his friend Xia Youjie.

He also felt a little strange in his heart, as usual, he would not be so passive.However, this scene seems to have happened, like a movie shot, he was frozen in this frame of film, just waiting for the movie to continue.

Feeling something in his heart, Gojo Satoru stared at the door in the far distance of the room, waiting for the next scene.

Then, that door opens.

Xia Youjie appeared as scheduled?

However, he didn't wear a black college uniform, but a Buddhist cassock, wooden clogs, and a lazy smile on his face.

Normally, Gojo Wujo would laugh at his outfit, but at this moment, because of conflicts in his heart, he just stood there, watching Xia Youjie dressed in cassock stepping on clogs, slowly Come slowly.

"Yo Wu, long time no see." Xia Youjie in cassock raised his hand in greeting.

Gojo Satoru could have observed it without six eyes? His face is more mature, he is an adult version of Xia Youjie.His smile seemed lazy, but it was so brilliant that it became weird.

All the violations are in the bottom of my heart.And Gojo Satoru, who was holding the corpse in his arms, was alienated from the crowd, with a calm face, and called out: "Jie."

It's like meeting again after a long absence.

The hand that was raised just froze in mid-air.Then the adult version of Xia Youjie quickly waved? Twice, to resolve? This embarrassing move.Soon, he came over and stared at the corpse in Gojo Satoru's arms.

"Is this Sister Riko?" He asked.The tone didn't seem surprising at all.

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling even more weird.Tian Nei Lizi is the object of protection of their mission.In this mission, he was stopped by the killer halfway, and Xia Youjie watched Tian Nei die in front of him, his reaction should not be so flat.

"Come on." The adult version of Xia Youjie waved his hand, "Don't say something that seems like you really care about the death of Sister Lizi."

Before Gojo Wu could refute, this Xia Youjie slowly approached Wujo Wu's ear, and said softly, "I would like to ask you. If Bai Ci is the one who died, what would you do?"

At the same time, the white cloth covering the corpse slowly fell.

It seems to be uncovering a final mystery.

Wujo Wu lowered his head and saw Bai Ci's pale face, his whole body was frozen.

All the cheers and applause around my ears instantly felt like a death knell.

"When - when - when -"

A sound hit Gojo Satoru's temple.

·

White Red.

Red White.

The six eyes that distinguish everything in the world, and the ice blue eyes that distinguish between electrons and protons, can only recognize these two purest colors at this moment.

The white ones are the surrounding environment, and the red ones are the blood on the ground.

The ordinary people cheering around fell down one after another, like pieces of reeds that had been cut off.The bright and soft white flocs of the reed turned into bright red splashes, blood flowers.

They had other expressions, maybe fear, maybe panic, maybe fear.

However, Gojo Satoru didn't care.

His hands turned into death scythes, and with a single stroke, they swept across a large area.

Howling, screaming, begging for mercy.

Just short background music.

Those hands, raised and lowered, reaped human lives, cruel and fast.

Like the coming of the God of Cthulhu, there is no kindness to this world, only unreasonable malice.

What was once the reason, has been taken away.

All the reeds fell down? The ground was covered with blood, blood flowed like a river, and a cigarette case dropped by a man floated on it, drifting along this terrifying bloody river.

All the cheers are gone, there is only silence, everything is silent, the beads on a woman's wrist fall down, jingling, and the cold white pearls are also dyed red.

In such a huge place, only Wujo Wu stood there.

Snow-white hair, thick white eyelashes, also stained with blood.

His slender, fair hands with well-defined joints were still dripping with blood.

"Tick tock, tick tock..." The blood on his hands dripped down and fell into the bloody rivers under Wu Wu's feet, converging together.

In this world, it seems that only Gojo Wu stands alone.

The snow-white hair was already wet with blood, limply sticking to the boy's forehead and contours.A strand of bangs dyed red in front of the forehead dripped a string of blood beads along the tip of the hair, falling silently, and fell into the blood-colored river under his feet with a tick.

He raised his head and opened his eyes, and blood beads rolled down his white eyelashes, like red tears.But he just opened his eyes like this, letting bloody tears fall on his cheeks, flow down slowly, and then slowly flow along the outline to his jaw.

During the whole process, Wujo Gojo's handsome facial features suddenly became extremely sharp, like a cold and bright blade.

And at this time, the door in the corner opened again.

Xia Youjie, who was wearing a black college uniform, opened the door and came in.He came in with his whole body, holding the doorknob with his right hand and closing the door. After seeing the horror in the hall, he stepped back suddenly, slammed his back against the door, and pressed against the tightly closed door.

The entire hall is called the site of the Panxing Sect.It was this group that hired killers to kill Riko Tenouchi.

To put it simply, these people killed an innocent girl for their own beliefs.

For a moment, Xia Youjie thought they deserved to die.However, Xia Youjie couldn't accept it for a while when everything in front of him was truly presented.

In the white and solemn hall of Panxing Sect, everyone fell down, except for a young boy standing there.

His snow-colored hair was already stained red by blood, and beneath his feet was a river of blood that squirmed and flowed.Surroundings, stumped limbs and broken legs, scattered pieces of meat and internal organs, like a newly formed purgatory Shura field.

Is this really a scene in the world?

Xia Youjie couldn't believe it.

And? In the white and solemn hall, the young man raised his head, wearing a black college uniform, like a deep black nail, firmly nailed into the picture of Asura in purgatory.

At the same time, it was also firmly nailed in Xia Youjie's eyes? It seemed that he couldn't bear all this.

Then, the man blinked slowly? Blink.

Then, turning his head slowly, he saw Xia Youjie.

"It's so slow, Jie." When he said this, Gojo Satoru's tone was extremely flat, as if he was talking about the unusual weather today.

Xia Youjie was still shocked.

he really...

He thought that those who were paranoid and murdered were always in vain.

But why, is it enlightened?

Turning his eyes, Gojo Satoru was destined to arrive at the only platform in the middle of this white hall.On the platform was the corpse covered in a white cloth.

The black soles stepped on the river of blood, ignoring the dead people, and walked slowly?

Without a soul, he wandered to the platform alone, and looked at the white cloth on the platform. The white cloth was slightly raised, showing a little outline of a human body.His hands are still bleeding.

He rubbed it on his clothes and wiped it again.

Gojo Satoru wasn't very surprised by Xia Youjie's arrival.The adult version of Xia Youjie just now has already come? Now there is a high-level version of Xia Youjie, which is not surprising.

Is it nothing special, or is it that he just doesn't care anymore?

I wiped my hands and wiped them again, but they were still dripping blood.

I always feel that this is not good.

Touching that layer of white cloth with blood-stained hands always feels very bad.

But in the end, I always have to uncover the white cloth by myself and bid farewell to the dead.

And at this time, a man in black appeared out of nowhere, also wearing a black college uniform, taller than Gojo Satoru.The man was dressed in black, with black leather shoes, a black college uniform, and a black eye patch. Only his hair was snow-white.

Gojo Satoru felt very familiar, and this familiarity prevented him from killing the man immediately.

A man wearing a black blindfold walked over slowly, telling the truth about Gojo Satoru at this moment: "Oh, you look pretty tired. So, let me do it."

As he said that, the man stretched out his hand and helped him uncover the layer of white cloth.

It was too late and then too soon, Gojo Satoru quickly moved to hug the body under the white cloth, and hugged him tightly.

Speaking of which, the body in his arms is not very heavy, but rather light.It is said that a person's soul only weighs [-] grams, and if he loses his soul, his body will be really light.

He pressed that cold body tightly against his arms?

And the man wearing a black blindfold grabbed the white cloth that was uncovered, then let go, looked at Gojo and realized, "You care about this person so much."

"Do you think who he is?" the man asked.

"Baici." Gotiao Wu replied, his tone was flat, still? It was the usual tone that he spoke to Xia Youjie just now.

Then, he didn't speak any more.

The instinctive destructive and killing desires of human genetics just instantly boosted Gojo Satoru's adrenal hormones, like an off-road racing car with increased horsepower soaring at a high speed. The whole process made him extremely happy and extremely high.

However, no one can maintain this state all the time.

No one can always stand at the peak of emotions, extremely carefree, even the Greek gods will be happy, angry, sad, and encounter the dusk of the gods; even the eve of the death and resurrection of the Western saint Christ, surrounded by believers and followers Even Sakyamuni felt that he was suffering from birth, old age, sickness and death, and was in extreme pain. He picked the pink and tender June lotus and placed it beside his wife and children's pillow.

The gods, sons, and Buddhas also loved and lived in the first place.

With a sound of "wow", the turbulent tide receded from the mind, leaving only the initial and purest emotions.

After a while, he spoke again and called, "Liuli."

"My... Liuli."

In the end, something cold, like a colorless glazed liquid, rolled out from those ice blue eyes.

The author has something to say: *Bread questions and answers refer to "Tang Tan San" and online discussions.

The next chapter is the end of the main text.

This chapter borrows Mr. Mu Xin's words: All eternal and great love must despair once, disappear once, and die once before they can regain love and know the value of life again.

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Shenming, Su 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 21 bottles of ty. Yu; 33 bottles of sweet and sour Qiyue; 6 bottles of Shenming; 10 bottles of Yan Ye;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!