After the leader of He Sen

In order to facilitate communication with Xiao Gu, I prepared him a marker pen and a very thick sketchbook, on which he likes to write and draw.One thing is very unexpected, the characters of the small bones are not cute, but sharp and sharp.

It's completely different from his impression.

But this is also a kind of contrast.

When I made up my mind to meet my childhood self, Little Bones pestered me to go with me.

"However, ordinary people rarely see skeletons that can walk and communicate." Just saying "you will scare her" is too heartbreaking for Little Bones. He is so cute, and those who know him will not be scared by him.

Little Bones lowered his head and wrote a big "going" on the sketchbook, and raised the notebook above his head, "click click!"

"But..." This operation is too difficult.

Little Bones turned the page of the sketchbook backwards, and quickly sketched a weeping skull.

I quickly compromised: "Okay, I'll think of a way."

In the end, I put Brown Bear's doll costume on Little Bones, and bought a few brightly colored balloons for him to hold in his hands, which smelled like amusement park staff.

"You can't make a clicking sound and you can't take off the headgear." Before leaving, he explained it over and over again.

Brown Bear nodded his big round head awkwardly.

The preparations before departure were done, and I took Xiaogu's hand and went out.

The strange combination of the two of us is so eye-catching that the rate of turning heads is particularly high.

The current elementary school students are still on summer vacation, but at the age of nine, I want to go to school even more.At home, I have to listen to my father and mother's quarrel, endure my mother's nervousness, and practice the piano for a long time to please my mother.

It's not that I hate playing the piano, it's just that what should be a happy thing becomes heavy and painful after being burdened with my mother's pickiness and my own flattery.

Bananas can secrete ethylene, which has a ripening effect.I can secrete hormones that have a fresh-keeping effect on painful memories.

I have an insanely good memory for gray area memories.So it wasn't hard for me to find my nine-year-old self.

First, I know the address of my family, and second, I know my general itinerary in a day.

From two to four in the afternoon, I'm going to learn piano from a professional teacher.There is no parent pick-up, so finding opportunities for private conversations is not difficult.

I waited for my return on the intersection that I had to go home, and I was accompanied by my little bones, so I didn't feel too lonely.

Besides, I'm also good at waiting.

The waiting time was not too long. A child wearing a yellow sun hat and carrying a black schoolbag slowly swayed into my field of vision.

I know that she has several large music books in her schoolbag.

It should be very casual and easy to say hello to a familiar self, but I watched her come over, but I couldn't speak.

She walks very carefully, her eyes are straight, and she doesn't glance around.It’s just that we may have some kind of unknown telepathy across time and space, so when Kankan passed me by, she stopped and turned her head to the left, and our eyes met.

She stared at me for only a few seconds, then looked away in embarrassment and continued to walk forward.I should go after her, stop her, and talk to her, but I can't control my feet, and I can't control my mouth.

It was Little Bones who reacted quickly and rushed up to give her a blue balloon.

"Thank you, Mr. Xiong, but I don't have pocket money, so I can't buy it." She thanked politely, but in the end she didn't pull the string under the balloon.

Oh, it's really me.

"Take this as a gift from me." I walked over to help the little bone who couldn't speak.

"But..." She was still hesitating.

"Well, in exchange, do you have time later?"

When I was nine years old, I was so short, and I was still a bean sprout with thin roots. It took two years for me to improve my cooking skills before I became chubby.

She grabbed her schoolbag tightly and looked at me with the same honey-colored eyes: "The homework is done, and the class is over. Yes."

Infected by Gojo Satoru, I also wanted to touch her head, and put my hand on her yellow hat, "Since you have time, can you go on a date with me?"

She felt fresh, her eyes were full of novelty, and she repeated consciously: "A date?"

"Yes, on a date."

"Isn't dating something that only boys and girls can do?"

"There's no such rule. Girls can date girls, but it's the first time I've dated a girl, and she's such a cute girl." Praising yourself sucks, but she needs it the most now when.

She lowered her head in embarrassment, "It's also the first time for me to date such a beautiful girl."

I seemed cute when I was a child, but it was a bit unexpected that I could accept invitations from strangers so quickly.

"Does Mr. Xiong want to come with us?" She took the blue balloon with a brighter tone.

"He's a good friend of mine, so he will go with us." I took her hand, small and warm, and felt like crying for some reason.

She wore trousers in such weather, not because she didn't like beauty and didn't want to wear a skirt, but she was just worried that the scars on her legs would be discovered by the teacher teaching.

After walking for a while, my old problem of overthinking happened again.

"Follow me like this, don't you worry that I'm a bad person?" Gojo Satoru took her to the amusement park before, and I coaxed her out on a date later. If her sense of crisis is weakened and she thinks that all strangers are good people, then Not good.

"You're not a bad person."

"Why so sure?"

"People who look sad are generally not bad, and gentle people are not bad. You are gentle and sad." She is not good at hitting straight balls like knotweed, but she blushes and hides after saying these words Get up and don't want me to see you.

"Although there is some truth to it, there are also villains who are very good at disguising, so we must be vigilant at all times."

"I know, I'm not usually like this..." Her voice was also a little puzzled, wondering why she believed me so easily.

Gojo Satoru had already taken her to an amusement park, so I decided to take her to a different place.Saying it's different, you can't escape the vulgar routine of watching movies, eating delicious food, and going to art exhibitions.

She had a great time, taking off her yellow sun hat, her hair wet with sweat.I wiped it for her with a wet paper towel, and she enjoyed the warmth half expectantly and half shyly.

"I wish my mother would wipe my sweat too," she said happily.But because of this sentence, I felt that my heart was hit hard by someone.

At this time, I was not completely disappointed in my mother, and I was still working hard to please her, humbly longing for a little love.I have to go through many times of disappointment and cold violence before I am completely disappointed in her mother.

And those pains are beckoning to her as a child, and she doesn't know anything about it now.

I am so sad that I don't know what adjectives to use to describe such sadness.

It was dusk when I left, I like dusk, the sky at this time is the most charming.

I sent her back to the intersection where I first met her.

"Then goodbye." I put on my hat for her and returned the schoolbag I had been helping to carry.

"Goodbye." The joy slowly faded on her face, revealing a distressing cringe, which was the fear of going home, "will we meet again?"

"Yes." You are me, and I am you.

I didn't dare to speak any more, feeling like I was holding an invisible knife in my hand, should I kill myself or bury the knife in her future path.

"Great, I was afraid that the holidays would be difficult, but because I met you, I feel that I have expectations for the days to come." She smiled tremblingly, expecting a response.

I decided to kill myself with this knife.

On the way back with Little Bones, I was like a damp cloud, without tears, but my heart was damp.

Little Bones didn’t have markers or cardboard, and I was asked not to make clicking noises, so he could only hug me through the thick doll clothes and comfort me.

Because of this thick doll costume, he has become soft.

Back at Wujo's house, he was playing a game with Xia Youjie. The sound of punching and punching came from the stereo, and he was probably playing a fighting game.

Gojo Satoru gave it to me out of the corner of the eye, "It's been a long time since you went."

"After all, I've been to many places." I helped Little Bones take off the bulky doll clothes, folded them and put them away.On such a hot day, there is no sweat stain on such a thick doll clothing, which is the advantage of not sweating.

I can't, I have to take a shower.

"I'll go through the adoption procedures tomorrow." Gojo Satoru's tone was non-questioning, completely straightforward, leaving no room for negotiation.

I have no intention of opposing it now.

After finishing a game, Xia Youjie put down the handle and looked at me: "Lixiang, do you agree to let Wu adopt it?"

"Ah."

"Click!" No way!

Little Bones shook his head and was about to produce an afterimage. He grabbed my hand and bent down pleadingly, looking at me from bottom to top.

I didn't expect his reaction to be so intense, and I was stunned for a moment.

"Click!" Little Bone wrote quickly on the sketch paper, and then showed it to me.

"As long as I am now?" I read the words he wanted to convey word by word.

Little Bones nodded and continued writing: "Unique!"

Gojo Satoru picked up the small bone from behind and threw it far away, "The Lord has agreed, what are you rambling about here?"

When I saw the little bone being thrown on the ground, I immediately became angry: "I told you not to throw him like this!"

"Sorry, sorry." Gojo Satoru said without sincerity.

Before I had time to rush over to lift up the little bone lying on the ground, he quickly tidied himself up, stood up, and rushed towards Gojo Satoru: "Click, click, click!!"

Little Bones is angry, very angry.Although he has only an empty skeleton, can only make clicks, and has no vivid human expressions, but I know he is angry.Different from the previous small fights, it was really angry.

Gojo Satoru also realized this, "I didn't use much force just now, do I need to be so angry?"

The little bone quickly grabbed the small fruit-shaving knife on the desk, and threw it in the direction of Gojo Satoru at a speed that my eyes couldn't catch the movement.

Too precise.

The bright blade was so close to Gojo Satoru's throat, but he had performed the inaccessible spell, called [Infinity] or something else, the knife was forced to stagnate in mid-air.

"Want to kill me?" Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes, not out of displeasure, but a sign of interest.

Xia Youjie, who was still lazy at first, raised his vigilance and looked at the small bones, "The movement is very neat. It seems that he is very good at using this kind of short knife, and he aimed at Wu's vital point. If it is an ordinary person, it is now on the neck. It must have opened up."

"Who the hell are you?" Gojo Satoru walked up to Little Bones.

This time I was smarter, and before Gojo Satoru made a new move, I stood in front of the little bone.

"Mr. Gojo, please don't bully him."

Gojo Wujo's eyes widened in dissatisfaction, "You figure out who is bullying whom, okay? He just wanted to stab me to death with a fruit knife, stab me to death! Okay?"

"I know, but he's just..." He just doesn't want to lose the current "me".

It is really difficult to be extremely fair in dealing with people and things.

"Little bone, apologize to Mr. Gojo, and don't make such dangerous moves in the future." I turned my head and said to the still angry little bone. I thought he would throw a tantrum and be stubborn, but I didn't expect to bow my head to Wujo Wu immediately There was an apologetic click.

Although not sincere, it can be regarded as flexible.

Wujo Wutiao held his breath and said in a low voice, "Is this the end?"

I also apologized to him, "I'm sorry, I blamed me for not taking care of the little bones."

"It's none of your business... Hey, you're actually making faces at me!"

"Huh?" I turned my head quickly when I heard Gojo Satoru's questioning, but I could only see the little bone drooping his head and feel his frustration, "Mr. express dissatisfaction."

"I didn't! Jay saw it too, didn't he, Jay?" The big silver-haired cat called for support from his friends.

Little friend: "Huh? I don't know." It's completely an attitude of not dragging me into such troublesome things.

Amidst the noisy voice, I took Little Bones to the bathroom, Gojo Satoru asked in an exaggerated tone: "What are you going to do?"

"Taking a shower, I'm sweating after playing outside all day."

"I know you are taking a shower, but why did the bare bone next to you go into the bathroom with you?"

"Pass me the towel, chat with me or something."

Xia Youjie had a strange expression on his face, "Li Xiang, you know the gender of this skeleton is male, right?"

"Of course I know." It was still to the extent that I knew it when we first met.

"Knowing that you still let him go into the bathroom with you?" Gojo Satoru spoke so hard that he wanted to break the words into pieces for me to eat.

I'm going to repeat what I've said so many times: "He's just a skeleton."

Gojo Satoru's voice came in stubbornly after I closed the bathroom door: "You are really... you are! Wait! When I adopt you, I must reverse these strange concepts!"

Little Bones also heard his speech, and retorted angrily: "Click!" Shit!

I take my time out of the shower and apply lotion before slipping into my cool summer pajamas.

I didn't buy the lotion on purpose, but I already had it in the bedroom. There are quite a lot of styles, which is enough to prove how clean and... stinky boy Gojo Satoru is.

Little Bones said he would also use lotion.So I poured a little into the palm of my hand and spread it evenly on his skull and then on his sternum.

While painting, I muttered, "Thank you, little bone, you are the first person who really cares about my feelings."

It seems that they can't be counted as people.

"I used to always feel that I was unimportant, whether it was to my parents or to other people who had an intersection. If I couldn't bring benefits to others, I always felt that I had no value and no need to exist."

While talking, I felt embarrassed and hypocritical for myself, "Is it too pessimistic? I hope that after Mr. Gojo adopts me when I was a child, this bad idea will improve."

Small bones do not squeak.

I also just need listeners.

"The delicious little bones are done!" I tapped his skull lightly after painting.

"Click!" Happy!

It was supposed to be a warm and happy moment.

In the next second, my heart constricted, my eyes went dark, and I fell forward.

Gojo Satoru outside the bathroom played another game angrily after Lixiang and bare bones entered the bathroom together.

Only half an hour later, he and Xia Youjie heard a series of clicking sounds from the bathroom at the same time, which were so weird that they could be said to be frightening.

The bathroom door was violently kicked open, and Little Bones sat on the ground hugging Li Xiang who had no heartbeat, the clicking sound of upper and lower teeth seemed to be trembling, shaking from crying.