Only Gojo Satoru doesn't know

In the summer of 14, Gojo Satoru was 14 years old, and Mari Yuki was also [-] years old nominally.

On the day of NO.12 in July, they routinely went to a horse farm to learn horsemanship.

Gojo Satoru didn't like this kind of course very much, after all, neither horses nor locomotives were as fast as when he was fully performing the spells.And it's always uncomfortable to go to class or something.

But every year at that time, when people ask him if he wants to go to the horse farm to learn horsemanship, he always nods casually.

"Go, it's quite interesting anyway." However, when he said this, he always looked at You Ji, and seeing her slightly relieved look with anticipation, he felt relieved.

So I have two more expectations for the racecourse in summer.

At that time, he still didn't understand why he cared about her so much, and he didn't understand why he didn't like learning equestrianism but agreed to the course he didn't like every year.

Yuuki loved to ride horses, and she always seemed happy whenever she galloped around the paddocks by herself.

And Gojo Satoru didn't care about the essentials of riding a horse, he just paced there slowly, occasionally speeding up to cross a hurdle when he got interested.He doesn't like riding horses very much, and Yuki's horse skills are much better than him.

After a day of lessons and playing around, Ma was already exhausted.He led the panting horse, walked a little further but heard gossip behind him.

In fact, this distance is far enough that ordinary people will never find someone gossiping behind them at this distance.

It was probably for this reason that those guys dared to talk too much in front of Wujo Wu.This is not to blame for their carelessness, the physical fitness of conjurers is far superior to others, and non-magicians would not have thought of this.

"Our little young master is young, but he is quite lucky." The voice was a bit contemptuous, and it made people think he was an ugly person.

"How do you say it?" The voice was a bit nicer, but he echoed back and forth, and I'm afraid he didn't have an opinion.

"The one who came with the young master, tsk tsk tsk, isn't he pretty?" You could almost hear this guy winking.

"If you are beautiful, of course you are beautiful, and you have a good personality." The other person agreed sincerely.

"But I've heard that she is the adopted daughter of a small family. She has been raised by the young master's side since she was a child. He frowned, but what the man said next made his face darken.

"I'm afraid it's either raised or used for the young master's "Ming Shi". How wonderful! This kind of small character can be played in any way, and it won't delay playing other things." look.

"You...behind you." The man's voice trembled, and he pointed behind the man.

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Gojo Satoru with a gloomy face.

Gojo Satoru beat him up without saying a word, and the man who was listening to the guy next to him was also punched twice.

This incident caused a bit of commotion. After some discussion, the person who was gossiping behind his back was fired, and the person who listened was also fined two months' wages.Gojo Satoru and the others continued to study at the racecourse.

But Gojo Satoru was unhappy and insisted on leaving tomorrow.

He passed You Ji's room on the way back to the host's room at the racecourse, and knocked on the door, ready to go in.

Yuuki came down from the horse farm later than him, but she didn't encounter his beating, so she entered the room earlier than him.

"How did you realize it? What's the matter?" Yuuki opened the door while wiping her hair wrapped in a bathrobe.She had just taken a shower and was still wet.

Seeing Yuuki like this, Gojo Satoru opened his mouth.The words of the person who left just now sounded uncontrollably in his mind, and his throat was a little dry unconsciously, "Ah, that. There is no way to continue the course. I have to leave tomorrow. Let me tell you."

"Oh, good. I see." Yuuki wiped her hair and signaled Gojo Satoru to close the door, then turned her back and walked towards the sofa.

The pitch-black hair was scattered like seaweed, tangling around her fair and slender neck.

A drop or two of the splashed water and dust splashed on Gojo Wu's face, carrying a sweet fragrance. The air-conditioning in the room was continuously flowing, but it made people feel hot and dry for no reason.

He stood there for a while, and didn't tell her that he hit someone, nor did he say why he hit someone.

With her back turned to him, Yuuki hummed softly, wiped her hair, and seemed ignorant of what happened today.

Gojo Satoru didn't think about a question at that time, since this kind of gossip can reach his ears, what will Yuuki hear?However, he subconsciously felt that he should take You Ji away and stay away from here.

"Enlightenment?" Seeing that he didn't leave, Yuuki turned around with some doubts.The force was a bit too strong, which made the bathrobe that was already wrapped loosely loose.

A piece of white and tender skin hit his eyes, and Gojo Satoru backed away almost helplessly from being burned, "No, it's nothing, you go to bed early."

He slammed the red wooden door shut, panting against the door in panic.

At night he had a dream, and Yuuki appeared in his dream with moist heat.She straddled him in the slightly tight riding clothes she wore during the day, and he seemed to be lying in the cotton.Ups and downs, sometimes falling, sometimes towards the top.

Wujo Wu woke up the next morning, staring at the ceiling in a daze.He reached out and touched it, he had stained his underwear last night.

Although this kind of thing had happened before when he woke up, it was the first time that this happened to him in a dream.It was the first time I dreamed of... Yuuki like that.

He lay open on the bed and covered his face with the pillow.

"Wu, why are you so late today?" Yuji's voice just happened to come from outside the door.

He jumped up from the bed, took off his underwear, crumpled it up and stuffed it into the trash can, and shouted out the door, "I just woke up, I'll be fine soon!"

After that dream, Gojo Satoru was not as comfortable facing Yuuki as before.

He used to not care about the clothes Yu Ji wore today, nor did he care much about Yu Ji's situation.

Now he can't help but want to pay more attention to You Ji, pay attention to her distance, pay attention to her situation.But there seems to be no reason, just simply can't help it.

But in fact, long before he realized it, he already cared a little bit.

Love was not necessarily born in that summer, but it was discovered in that summer.In the cold wind of the air conditioner in summer, a hot heart is bleeding hot blood, with unspeakable affection.

It's a pity that love was not spoken at the beginning.

When You Ji was wearing a riding suit and galloping on the horse field, she could often see that leisurely figure not far away.

She saw Gojo Satoru lazily basking in the sun and yawning on the horseback.

In fact, she knew that he didn't like riding horses, just like he didn't like learning new languages ​​or sparring with people who couldn't beat him.But it was not in his character to refuse these lessons.

Yuuki lowered her eyes and controlled the horse to jump over another railing.

She doesn't like these either, but she tries hard to learn these things.The truth family expects to train her to be a waste who can only cook and make tea. The Wutiao family is willing to take her in any course, but they will not specially consider her.

But Gojo Satoru... Yuuki tried her best not to think about it.She was born with very weak feelings, love is also thin, and hatred is also shallow.Although thin, it is clear and unambiguous.

Only Gojo Satoru, she felt complicated and hazy in him.

She didn't think about it deeply, for fear that she would be wrong if she thought about it.

The horses galloped across the field, splashing dust and grass clippings.The summer sun is scorching, but there is spring.