After the leader of He Sen

The woman put her neck out of the window and took a look. Seeing two strange men entering her garden, she didn't have any big reaction, she just lightly warned: "Don't hurt the flowers I planted." Close the window again and return to the quarrel as if nothing had happened.

"That's your mother?" The child in front of him was very short, so Xia Youjie had to squat down to talk to her, reducing the danger factor of himself.

Xiao Lixiang twisted her hands nervously, saying very few words: "Yes."

"Is she sick?" Gojo Satoru commented unceremoniously.

My child fell from the window, and the first thing I cared about was whether the flowers growing in the garden would be damaged.And seeing two strange men barging in, they didn't have the slightest sense of crisis. They didn't ask about their identities or where they came from, and just returned to the quarrel that almost killed them just now.

"Mom has always been like this." Xiao Lixiang looked at the two tall and good-looking boys in front of her. The silver-haired boy who rescued her just now looked like a super expensive puppet cat raised by the aunt next door. A black cat basking in the sun on the top floor.

Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu looked at each other, "Her heart..."

"Well, no." Xiao Lixiang, who was only nine years old in front of her, did not have the blue butterfly curse spirit on her chest, and Gojo Satoru couldn't even find a trace of the curse fetus.

This curse spirit and Lixiang are in a symbiotic relationship, and it stands to reason that they are bound by the same life and death.But why didn't she when she was a child?

Unless, Lixiang died once, the curse spirit was born at the timing of her death, and brought Lixiang away from the black abyss of death, and then the symbiotic relationship was realized.

No no no.

Gojo Satoru immediately crossed out the thought.Traveling through time and space is enough nonsense, and resurrection from the dead is even more nonsense.

Xia Youjie picked up the sandals and slippers that had been dropped not far away, "Put them on."

"Thank you." Xiao Lixiang put her feet into the slippers, and there was a cheap rhinestone in the center of the upper as a decoration.She found that the two big brothers were staring at the bruises and scars on his calf. Her shame made her move uncomfortably. She moved her left leg forward to cover her right leg, but there was no way to cover the scar on her left calf.

Xiao Lixiang didn't want to see pity in the eyes of others, her face was red because of the conflicting thoughts in her mind.

She was still young at this time, and she didn't know that thinking would make people blush, she just thought it was because the weather was too hot.

Gojo Satoru grew up to be 16 years old, but his thinking was almost the same as Xiao Lixiang's, "Your face is so red, can't it be heatstroke?"

Xiao Lixiang touched her face, it was really hot.But heat stroke should cause headaches and nausea. She didn't have such symptoms. After checking for evidence, she replied seriously: "No...just blushing easily. Where did you come from? Why are you in my courtyard."

In fact, I want to know why the silver-haired big brother's reaction speed is so fast, and he catches her all at once, like an Ultraman who can easily defeat a big monster.

"We came here specially to find you to play." Gojo Satoru didn't answer the question she just asked directly.

Xiao Lixiang was surprised: "Looking for me to play? But... don't we know each other?"

"Now I know you, I know your name is Lixiang." Gojo Satoru said.

It's not bad to say that, but I always feel that the silver-haired big brother is playing tricks on her. Xiao Lixiang didn't go into it, and said cautiously: "I don't know the names of you two."

Gojo Satoru is the name of the puppet cat, and Xia Youjie is the name of the black-skinned cat.

"Now we know each other, so let's go play!" Gojo Satoru raised his hand and cheered "Hey!"

This was the first time Lixiang received an invitation to go out to play during the holiday. She wanted to go but was a little embarrassed: "I haven't finished my homework for today, and I have to practice the piano for my mother in the afternoon."

"Practice the piano for your mother?!" Gojo Satoru almost felt that Xiao Lixiang's temper was too good, that crazy woman was still thinking about practicing the piano even after she treated her like this.

Xia Youjie patted her head: "The combination of work and rest can improve learning efficiency."

Back and forth, every word.

The two cats successfully abducted Xiao Lixiang.

When I took a shower, I found that the half-moon wound on my right knee was gone.I held my knees and looked left and right, almost staring at each other, but I didn't see the familiar wound again.

This wound is quite historic. It originated from the most serious quarrel between my parents, and I was the innocent victim.He was lifted high above his head by his father, and then thrown down from the window on the second floor. There was soft grass underneath and an unsightly branch on top.

It was a stroke of luck that the branch hit my knee, if it had hit my eye or my temple I would have been dead by now.

It didn't take long to find out why the wound was gone.

It was Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie who did it.

They found me as a kid and saved me once.Ask me why I know, because there is an extra memory in my brain that shouldn't exist, and it even overwrites the original past.

If I let them continue to do things like this and forcibly change the trajectory of my life, then I may become a completely different person now.

After taking a shower, I put on a cool summer dress, this time a goose yellow suspender skirt.

The suspender dress I am wearing is bright in color, but my mood is far from this word.I paced back and forth in the room boredly, waiting for Gojo Satoru to come back.

Little Bones asked me what I was fussing about with a questioning click.

Probably the confiding with Little Bones before strengthened my trust in him, and I didn't care whether Little Bones could understand what I said now, so I poured out all the worries in my heart.

"If it goes on like this, I might end up being a different person entirely."

Little Bones was obviously silent for a while, probably thinking about how to understand this endless sentence, and then: "Click?"

Failed to understand.

"The time point where I am now is 12 years away from the time point where I should have existed. In fact, I am a person from the future."

Little Bones looked at me with dark eyes, making me feel that he was listening to what I said seriously and understood.

Just when I was worrying about how to explain the chaotic thoughts in my mind, Gojo Satoru came back.

The clock on the wall of the bedroom shows the time is 33:[-] in the evening.He was in a good mood, his disembodied tail cocked high.

"Guess where we went to play?" Gojo Satoru sat down on the soft chair, crossing his ridiculously long legs.

Fragmented new memories are slowly crowding out the original place. The roller coaster, large puppets, and strawberry-colored ice cream are running like speed-up movies in my mind.

My brain was a little giddy, but I still found the answer to the question: "Amusement park?"

"Is it so fast? The latest memory has been updated in your brain?" He is very smart now, reasoning on the basis of believing that I am a time traveler, as if the person who said that my brain is sick a few days ago is another same as people.

"It's being updated, but my brain is a bit slow." I swayed and sat on the cushion. The little bone was very careful, and saw that I was uncomfortable, ran to my side and sat down, and patted myself on the shoulder to indicate that I could give it to me. Depend on.

"Thank you." But Xiaoguo's shoulder is too tight, and I suspect that if he leans on it, his head will be more dizzy and painful.

I was still dizzy here, and Gojo Satoru made a suggestion that made me dizzy even more: "I want to adopt you at this time."

Almost subconsciously replied: "No!"

He didn't want his suggestion to be rejected, so he put his tail down, "Why?"

Yeah, why.

"It costs a lot of money to raise a child, not to mention that I still have parents now, so I don't need you to do this kind of thing."

This reason is obviously untenable, and Wujo Satoru also thinks so, "What are you talking about? Do I look like a poor person who can't even support a child?"

Just looking at his house and the 10 yuan shirts he wears will tell his answer to the above question is no.

"I'm not worried about this, but..."

"But what?" Wutiao Wu asked, "You will never be reluctant to part with your parents. One is violent and cheats all the year round. When you see him, you will be scared to hide under the table. The other has a sick mind. Planting flowers and grass, not even caring about my own children.”

"You know a lot now..." It's not considered information that can be captured with a little attention, but it's still uncomfortable to be spread out in such a straightforward manner.

The sunglasses slipped down the bridge of the nose, Gojo Satoru pointed to his eyes, "I'm good at observation."

"But……"

"Come on, isn't this great? Anyway, you and I in the future will meet sooner or later. I just artificially moved the time of acquaintance 12 years earlier." Gojo Satoru did not waver in his decision at all. The more the analysis feels correct.

"Then where will I go now, Mr. Gojo." I lowered my eyes.

"Why do you always say strange things? Aren't you the same you as you were when you were a child?" Gojo Satoru was too strong, too strong to empathize with the minutiae that sensitive people would think about.

People are not just a living being, the sum of past experiences and emotions has shaped me now.If the trajectory of the past is changed, then my future life will also be changed.

Will I still play the piano in the future?Will you still be a music teacher?Will you know Tomoko-sensei and Tagawa?Will we meet Gong Yoo again?There are also aunts who are as warm as the sun, Xiangyang, Xiaoxia...

Will these people I know now come into my life one by one according to the original sequence?

I'm not sure.

Their faces and voices flashed through my mind one by one, and I couldn't bear it.

Gojo Satoru had a skeptical expression on his face, as if trying to figure out what I was thinking about right now.At the end, he showed a suddenly enlightened expression.

"Are you jealous?"

Facing his endless conclusion, I can only ask back: "What?"

"If I take you away when you were a child now, she will not experience the domestic violence you have experienced in the future, and her life will be completely different from the current you. So, is it jealous?" Gojo Satoru squeezed his chin, "So It doesn't seem fair."

"Click! Click!!" Little Bones, who was still obediently listening, suddenly made an angry snapping sound, covering my ears with his finger bones, "Click! Click!"

"What is this bare bone doing?" Gojo Satoru looked at him with disgust.

At this moment, my mind was filled with what Gojo Satoru said just now, and my heart was sieved by the live ammunition formed by those words.

"I didn't... I didn't think about it that way." The objection just now was based on the assumption that I was worried that I would disappear, and I didn't take it for granted that I should bear the pain step by step when I was a child.

"Oh." Being interrupted by the little bone, Gojo Satoru seemed unhappy and didn't have the intention to continue the discussion. He turned his head aside, "I'm going to take a shower."

Not long after, there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom. Using the sound of water as a background sound to cover up, I stroked the head of Little Bones and asked for advice in a low voice: "Am I a selfish person?"

In order not to deny my current self, Gojo Satoru is not allowed to adopt me who is still young.It would have been a good thing to have a better life and not repeat the mistakes of grief.

But I still want to stop it.Subconsciously, I feel that if I follow the life trajectory envisioned by Gojo Satoru, I will lose something extremely important, and I will become another me different from the current one.

In fact, I already knew the answer when I asked Little Bones.There is no doubt that this is selfishness.

Little Bones shook his head: "Click!" No!

"Thank you for always standing by my side unconditionally." Little Bones stood on the opposite side of the truth, just for me.

He clasped his hands together, showing great love.

"Click!" Like it!

"Do you like me now?"

"Click!" I like it very much!

"I like you too."

When Gojo Satoru came out of the bathroom, his hair was drenched, like the first time we met, of course, it was the first time we met at this point in time.If the word Snow White refers to hair like snow, rather than skin white as snow, then this title is tailor-made for him.

Wearing loose clothes, he found a sweet iced drink from the refrigerator.

"Do you want to drink?" After taking a bath, the little bit of irritability that was aroused by the little bones just now was suppressed a little bit. Although his eyebrows and eyes were still beautiful and aggressive, his eyes were a little more docile.

"Here's strawberry flavor, which is relatively low in sweetness." What he drank was the most overly sweet milk pudding flavor in this series.

I didn't really want to drink it, but I thought it would make him unhappy to refuse, so I took the pink drink bottle and said thank you.

"You really like to say thank you so much since you were a child." The straw pierced the tin foil on the bottle mouth, and a white liquid column rushed into Gojo Wu's straw, "But it can be understood in connection with the family situation. "

No one has loved her since she was a child, and she is not a ruthless character with a firm heart. She is like a ball of glutinous rice dumpling being rubbed and pinched by her bad-tempered parents, and has lost its edges and corners.Every little bit of kindness should be accepted with gratitude, so "thank you" became the most frequent word when I was a child.

"Why did Mr. Gojo want to adopt me when I was a child?"

"Because you are cute and pitiful." He answered directly, and this standard was like picking a small pet.

"I don't have magic powers, nor special talents. This is not a good deal." Will I be happy when I was separated from my family when I was young, and then moved to another strange environment?

It should, but at the same time it will feel uneasy.

"I'm not investing. I don't want to get any return from you. I'm just raising a child." There is not much sweet drink left in the bottle, and no matter how strong the suction is, it can only float a little bit, and can't touch five bars. The sense of taste.

He raised his hand and threw it away, and the empty bottle fell steadily into the trash can far away.

"If I still don't agree to let Mr. Wutiao adopt me as a child, what will Mr. Wutiao do?" Can the two "I" in this sentence count as the same "I".

"What should I do? I only do what I want to do and what I think is right." Gojo Satoru's expression was almost asking me why I would ask such a stupid question.

It's so good, high-spirited, no matter how plain the tone is, the arrogance caught in it cannot be ignored.

I looked deeply at his face, and at the night view of the courtyard, "Before adopting her officially, I want to meet her alone."