my boyfriends all over the world

Gojo Satoru walked quickly but steadily, Hanazawa Toru could hardly feel the bumps, but the wind was blowing into his collar which was uncomfortable.

With difficulty, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and looked at the time. The information displayed on the screen was Wujo Satoru's post not long ago. This post made Hanazawa Toru inexplicably familiar.

Especially when the screen message informs that there are only large blocks of pictures.

She clicked on the social software and scrolled down the news, among which Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru had the most news.

Osamu Dazai usually checks in various locations, and each location will be accompanied by a text: Another place suitable for dying in love, waiting for a beautiful lady online.

But generally no one paid attention to it, until the end he left a lonely comment for himself.

Another day where no one dies.

Using dynamics to make art all day long, Hanazawa Toru clicked on his homepage and directly blocked Osamu Dazai. I don't know how stupid she was before, and I never thought of the function of blocking.

The other protagonist of the swiping dynamics is the uninterrupted check-in of sweets.

Hua Zetou clicked on his homepage and scrolled down several pages, and finally came across a post, which was exactly the same as the latest post he posted today.

Sweets are the best in the world and cannot be refuted: high-end dessert shops check in.

The accompanying picture is a picture of him showing a bright smile with eight teeth while holding a dessert, and giving a thumbs up with his other empty hand. The background is very familiar.

Abstract paintings hanging on the walls, unique vases on the table, art-filled decorations…

Hua Zetou carefully identified it again, isn't this the dessert shop they went to today?

She confirmed the time again, three days ago.

She put the phone in front of Gojo Wu's blindfold, and said in a sinister tone, "Didn't you just check in to that dessert shop three days ago?"

Gojo Satoru didn't realize the danger was coming, but when he saw the content on Hua Zetou's phone, he subconsciously replied, "Yes."

Hanazawa put the phone away slowly, and was ready for Gojo Gojo to let go.

She clenched her hands into fists, and punched Gojo Satoru in the stomach without hesitation.

When Wujo Wu let go, Hanazawa Toru was ready and fell to the ground firmly.

The two howled at the same time: "Oh, it hurts!"

"What are you crying out for when I was beaten?"

Huaze rubbed Gojo Wu's hand, physical tears welled up in the corners of her eyes because of the pain, and she complained, "Are you made of iron? It's so hard."

Gojo Satoru straightened up, stroked his bristling hair coolly, and said deeply, "A man cannot be weak."

"...I suspect you are driving, but I have no proof."

Gojo Satoru once again bent over and covered his stomach and began to "touch porcelain" aboveboard, "This matter can't be solved without ten cakes. If you don't give me cakes, I'll let the whole Neon crowd know..."

His attitude was very arrogant, he straightened up and looked down at Hua Ze Tou, pointing at her and said: "...Miss Hua Ze's family is a violent madman, she won't pay for beating someone!"

Hua Ze Tou grabbed the finger pointing at her and broke it down. She gritted her teeth and said, "Who is the violent man?"

Her strength was like scratching an itch in Gojo Satoru's eyes. It didn't hurt at all, but he exaggeratedly shouted: "It hurts, it's me, it's me."

Atobe took all this scene into his eyes. He folded his arms and leaned against the streetlight not far away to watch the intimate interaction between the two people. He was very silent and looked at them expressionlessly, enveloped by the light.

flirting!I don't know the etiquette!

He cursed in his heart.

Hanazawa let go of Wujou's hand, and complained: "It's all a lie if the salary is not high and you can't afford high-end dessert shops. In Twitter, I went to various high-end dessert shops for almost a week to eat so many sweets. Are you not afraid of getting diabetes?"

Hua Zetou stood on tiptoe and pulled off his blindfold angrily, "Tell me, is your vision loss caused by eating too many desserts? It doesn't look so cool to wear glasses, so you hide a picture under the blindfold Glasses with high numbers."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Although he usually has a big brain hole, compared with Huaze Tobi, his brain hole can only be called a hole, not a hole at all.

Hua Zetou was still rambling, "You used to wear sunglasses, and you were wearing bandages for a period of time, but now you can't leave your eyes with black blindfolds. In fact, you are blind, right? For my humble self-esteem, I use blindfolds to cover you up. Is it the fact that the blind man?"

Hua Zetou raised his head abruptly, thinking of another possibility, "Could it be that you are the orphan of a certain Hokage family, wearing blindfolds to seal your increasingly powerful Sharingan?"

The more she talked, the more she felt that she made sense, and the strange spell gestures of the conjurer were also very similar to the Hokage Knot.

She seemed to have discovered some big secret, and even lowered her voice, "Naruto was actually drawn by one of your unemployed magicians."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Is he too backward to understand young people?

"What is Naruto?"

Hua Ze was dissatisfied and said: "I have guessed what you have to pretend to be with me."

"???" Guess what?

Gojo Satoru's expression was too confused, could it be that he really didn't know?

Hanazawa looked at him like a "bumpkin", "No way, you don't even know what "Naruto" is?"

"……what is that?"

"The hot-blooded boy manga of a group of ninjas serialized on "JUMP"!"

Gojo Satoru hesitated, "Is it a ninja like the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?"

"Shut up, you, I have nothing to say to you."

Gojo Satoru raised his finger and made a gesture, "I want to say one last word before shutting up."

Hua Zetou said indifferently: "I've finished my sentence, just shut up."

Gojo Satoru went straight to him, pressed Hanazawa Toru's shoulder, and forced her to turn backwards.

"I wanted to ask just now, who is this young man who looks at you sadly as if shrouded in green light?"

Hua Zetou retorted without hesitation when he saw the person under the street lamp, "As expected, he is blind, can that be called green light? It is obviously golden light!"

The two of them were just like playing "Rakugo", the conversation was tight and close, and Atobe had no chance to interrupt at all.

He suddenly realized the gap between him and Hua Ze Tou, the ultimate reason is that he is not sand sculpture enough.

Gojo Satoru whistled excitedly. He hooked the packed bag of desserts with his fingers and shook his head, "The 'princess' has been successfully handed over to the 'knight'. I can make a perfect exit."

After he finished speaking, he turned around, waved his hands smartly, and rushed down the mountain at a speed that is impossible for humans to achieve.

Run quickly, run while Huaze has no reaction.

Hua Zetou quickly raised his middle finger on the way down the mountain where there was no one there. Men don't have a good thing, and everyone is like a dog.

She suddenly thought of Nakahara Chuya who had honestly paid her the phone bill for several years, in order to prevent her cell phone from shutting down and make the last trace of existence in this world disappear.

She sent a text message to Zhong Yuan Zhongye very earnestly.

[Hanazawa Toru: You are such an honest and good person. ]

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had just finished his day's work, also received a text message from his unlucky ex-girlfriend. The text message was very simple but the words were very sincere, and he respectfully used you.

[The good man Nakahara Chuya:? ? ?What’s wrong with you. ]

Zhong also had an intuition that something was wrong.

Huaze looked at her note to Zhongye with satisfaction, she is indeed a good person, and she did not forget to express condolences to her.

Atobe snorted coldly, seeing that he was still playing with his phone without saying a word, Hanazawa Toru is really good.

The moon, which was covered by clouds for a long time, finally emerged.

The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.

This sentence popped into Atobe's mind suddenly.

But the person who made him feel that the moonlight was beautiful was lowering his hair and texting, chatting with a certain ex-boyfriend.

Atobe was heartbroken on the spot.

He pressed Huaze Toru's cell phone, and turned off the cell phone directly, "Walk well."

Hua Ze Tou responded casually, "Hi Hi."

She looked at the lower part, and she was still wearing a tracksuit with a tennis bag on her back, so she should have just stepped out of the tennis court.

In a few months, they will be promoted to the third year of high school, and they should not have the opportunity to touch tennis so frequently in the third year of high school.

That's why he trained so hard in the last year. In fact, it's not just tennis. Atobe's attitude towards other things is the same as working hard.

They look glamorous, as if they were born higher than others, but precisely because of this view, they need to work a hundred times behind the scenes to make themselves good enough to be worthy of the glory brought to them by their surnames.

No one cares about the hard work behind you, they only care about whether the side you show is good enough, whether it can make you stand at the top and be admired by others.

She stopped thinking about such heavy things, and relaxed to ask the track department what kind of booth the tennis department was planning for the upcoming campus festival.

Unexpectedly, Atobe turned against the army, "You'd better think about what kind of booth the drama club will set up, after all, this is the only source of funding for the drama club."

She unilaterally announced that the friendship with Atobe and the giant ship docked today.

Hua Zetou was a little guilty. She really didn't know what the drama club had prepared for the campus festival. After all, she just came to school today, and she heard that the campus festival was about to be held today, and she hadn't had time to go to the drama club yet.

She changed the subject directly, "I heard from Jingshi that you also invited the Lihai Tennis Club?"

Atobe was stunned, he didn't forget that Hanazawa Toru could intend to reunite with Yukimura Seiichi, invite him?He is not stupid.

He directly ignored all the other people in the Lihai Tennis Club.

Fortunately, Atobe couldn't refute what the village said, so he could only grit his teeth and admit, "Yes, not only Lihai University and other tennis clubs, I also invited them all."

He suddenly said: "You don't have any ex-boyfriends who are members of other tennis clubs??"

This is not necessarily true, Huaze Tou can't do anything.

"No..." She finished speaking without words, and suddenly remembered that she had indeed dated a member of the tennis club, "It seems that there is another one, but he has already entered college, I don't know if he is still in the tennis club, even if he is in the team You can't even meet in different games."

"Who?"

Atobe has sharp eyes, watching his prey like a hawk.

"Irijiang plays a lot."

Atobe's expression was indescribable, as if he had heard something unusual and annoying to him.

Thinking of playing him deliberately in the U-17 warm-up match in order to stimulate his potential, resulting in a 6-0 defeat, he hated it.

"Give me the phone."

Hanazawa didn't understand, so he still handed the phone to him. Atobe tapped the screen a few times, and entered the password to open the phone smoothly.

Hanazawa raised his head curiously to see what he wanted to do.

I saw that he opened Hanazawa Toru's phone book, found Irie Kanata's contact information, and chose to delete it without hesitation.

Then he clicked on Hanazawa Toru's chat software, searched for Irie Soodo directly, and deleted him directly after finding someone.

When he returned to the chat interface, he saw a chat room called "Stop scolding, stop scolding, the child knows it's wrong", the message kept flashing, and it seemed quite lively.

Atobe didn't care, and returned the phone to Toru Hanazawa after deleting all the contact information of Sota Irie.

Suddenly, the whole world is clear.

Hanazawa Toru: "..."

This is how much hatred.

Irie Kanata, who had just taken a shower, casually clicked on the phone screen, and checked the messages in the noisy chat room.

Now the messages in this chat room can't be blocked, and I can't log out, so I can only bear it and stay in the phone all the time.

But there are everyone here, and sometimes he can chat about tennis with the members of the group.

Suddenly the latest piece of news hit him.

[People are waving at sea: @郑色豆奶奶奶 contact me in the future with the drifting bottle. ]

[Chocolate Bean Cookies: ? ? ? ]

The author has something to say: It is not my wish

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感谢在2020-10-2700:26:28~2020-10-2800:05:17期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles in Yiwu;

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