Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

more than a year ago.

Early summer, slightly hot.The chirping of cicadas? Looming, hiding under the leaves rustling in the wind?

There is a residential area nearby, and there is a child playing the piano on the second floor, pressing down the keys one by one with one finger, one sound after another, intermittently, and the cicadas are also singing weakly.

It was afternoon, and the whole world was lazily, limp into mud, no longer ambitious.

The housekeeper leaned against the telephone pole, smoking a cigarette.The smoke and clouds filled the air, covering her expression.Bai Ci stood beside him, reminding him: "Sister Nitzi, you have successfully quit smoking for a few years, why bother to smoke again."

Nitro glanced at him, and said in a cool tone, "When I offer incense in advance, is it alright?"

Jia Ruozi usually speaks coldly at best, but he is definitely not mean.Moreover, as the treasure of the school, she rarely leaves the school to work.This time, he still left the school gate.

Only for her and Wujo Wutiao's old friend in the past - Xia Youjie.

Nine years ago, Xia Youjie was a student of the High School of Conjuration, and he was in the same class as Wujo Wujia Ruzizi.

An hour ago, the curse master Xia Youjie launched an attack in the high school, and was defeated by the first-year student Yi Gu Youtai, who was seriously injured and fled.

Nine years ago and one hour ago, countless days and months were separated by quicksand between the fingers, countless.The degeneration from the curse master to the curse master is inextricably linked, and no one can explain it clearly.

Now, abandoning the antagonistic stance between the magician and the curser, Jiaxin Jiazi is just here to see off his old friend Xia Youjie.

As for the last blow to the seriously injured Xia Youjie, the executioner was Wujo Wu.

Fate makes people.

Jia Ruozi took a heavy puff of smoke, remembering that he and Xia Youjie were hiding from Wutiao Wu to smoke, with their heads leaning against the telephone pole, and they didn't want to move.She looked at the young man lazily, "After all, this is a bad relationship from the past. Brat, what are you doing here?"

"Wait for Brother Wutiao." Bai Ci replied honestly.

"Who's order to wait for him? Why, are you afraid that he won't be ruthless? He wants to kill Xia Youjie?" Jia Ruzi bit his cigarette, and a pinch of soot fell like scorched snow.

"Follow me? Your own heart." The boy replied firmly.

"My own heart..." Jiarui Jiazi repeated these words, tilting his head back, looking at the afternoon sun, inexplicably feeling a little glaring.

Intermittent zither sound, even the sound of cicadas sometimes disappears, and then a sharp untimely cicada call, each sound is more and more surging.Like hitting the keys with both hands, suddenly playing a high-pitched and mournful symphony of fate.

Seeing Jiarui Nitzi's speechless appearance, Bai Ci thought for a while, and said frankly: "Sister Nitzi, I also have a little impression of Xia Youjie. When I was young, he bought me sweets and hugged me? At that time ,I really like him."

"Later he became an out-and-out bad guy, you don't like it, do you?" Jia Ruozi said, "But he didn't care at all."

"No." The boy shook his head and said with a serious expression: "I like Brother Wutiao more. Whether I like it or like it more, I can only choose the one I like more. I think so does Brother Wutiao.

"He likes Xia Youjie and considers him to be his best friend. However, he also has something he likes that is worth sticking to."

"Enough." Jiarui Glass waved his hand, deciding that Bai Ci was a Wutiaowu fanatic, and didn't want to talk to him about it.

She took off the cigarette she was holding in her mouth and held it between her two fingers. Then she tilted her head and did not look at Bai Ci. She just said, "Jie is like this today... I realized that he must take action. After all, he not only kills Ordinary people defected and degenerated into curse masters, who did a lot of evil, and at the very beginning...killed their parents."

"Ah, this..." The boy didn't make any comments.

Suddenly, Jia Ruozi realized that something was wrong, and the ring finger of the hand holding the cigarette raised a lock of hair, pinning it behind the ear, and then turned to look at Bai Ci.

"Actually, you don't care about this, do you? Even if the two of them switch sides, if Wu defected and degenerated into a curse master, you will follow him, Bai Ci?"

Bai Ci smiled and didn't answer.

He just raised the watch on his wrist and said, "Five minutes have passed. Gojo Gojo came out from the alley."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the exit of an alley ahead.In less than half a minute, Gojo Satoru came out from inside.Blood on hands.

Knowing that he killed Xia Youjie, Jia Ru Nizi threw away the cigarette in his hands, and crushed the high-heeled shoes down hard, as if crushing the youth of the three of them in those years.She was about to go into the alley to collect Xia Youjie's body, Wujo Wu called her, and then said, "He's already dead. Let the body be left alone."

The family entered the nitrous in silence for a moment, nodding his head.She didn't listen to the orders from the higher-ups either.

Gojo Wu's face turned to Bai Ci, and the boy called? Brother?, and then stood quietly without unnecessary movements.The boy didn't wear sunglasses, his dark blue eyes looked at him like a deep sea.

The five Wuyans were wrapped with bandages, and he tore them off wordlessly, revealing those ice blue eyes.He lowered his head and wrapped a white bandage around his hands to cover up the bright red blood.

Then.

"Let's go." He didn't even lift his head.

With one step on the long legs, he turned around and left, and the boy followed.

Along the way, the two were silent.Bai Ci didn't ask Wutiao Wu where he was going, because he didn't know the destination? It didn't matter, he just followed.He knew that his attachment at this time was meaningless, and Gojo Satoru didn't need any extra words.

Maybe he just followed for his own sake.Baici also? Can't tell.

Gojo Satoru, who was walking ahead, stopped, and at the intersection ahead, there were three forked roads.

At the three-way intersection ahead, there is a rearview mirror, which is convenient for vehicles to turn and reverse.But now, Gojo Satoru's figure was reflected in the protruding rear view mirror, pulling his whole body like a distorting mirror.

The whole person becomes protruding, out of human form.

Gojo Satoru clearly saw his own black shadow falling on the road in the raised mirror of the reversing car, split into three parts.Each shadow stretched long, and each of the three black shadows struggled desperately to get on their own path, wanting to escape from him like crazy.

The wind is blowing the surrounding leaves, and the sound of cicadas is undulating.

The cicadas sang like the tide.

There is a residential area nearby. Some people moved out the old TV and put it in the yard to enjoy the shade while watching it.The short wall couldn't stop the tall Gojo Satoru at all.

The ice-blue eyes were not covered, and all the information multiplied and exploded in the eyes.Every minute and every second, yes.

And amidst the information that was generated and annihilated every second, Gojo Satoru saw that the family was showing a movie.It's a foreign movie, very old.

The male protagonist in it left his childhood sweetheart due to a mistake, and he wrote a letter when parting.

In the letter, he said: "For so many years... I? Also? Sad (1)."

For so many years, I? Also? Sad.

After so many years, he is also sad.

In Gojo Satoru's line of sight, this camera, this voice, was constantly delayed by the "Unlimited" spell, just like the bullet that hit the Matrix? It was constantly delayed, constantly delayed, and then... Unlimited playback.

Gojo Satoru could even, if he wanted to? Just stay out of the crappy reality.

"Brother." A voice pulled him back from his infinity temporarily.

Wujo Wu looked around and saw the young man Baici.He has a pair of dark blue eyes, and at this moment, there is a wandering watery light in his eyes.Underneath his fair face, there was faint worry, but his face was still calm.

He looked at him, expressionless, like a stranger.

Among the six eyes, Gojo Satoru easily noticed that there were other conjurers hidden nearby, who were sent by the upper echelons.Maybe it was because he was worried that he would not be able to kill Xia Youjie, or maybe he was worried that he would change his mind.

In short, don't worry about him doing things for them.

These useless old people.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.In the next one second, Gojo Satoshi thinks.

All of these are not important anymore.

He looked at the young man in front of him, without stepping forward or showing any expression.For a moment, I felt indifference from the bottom of my heart.

Gojo Satoru saw the conjurer in the dark making a gesture. He understood that gesture, which meant danger.

Who is dangerous?

The conjurer in the dark is gesturing again, which means to do it.

This time, Gojo Satoru understood that he was going to attack him.

He still didn't move.

First of all, these people fight? But he, there is no need to do it.Secondly, at this moment, he didn't want to move.

Hit? They're half dead, Gojo Satoru thought.

Conflict is about to break out.

Then.

Bai Ci took a step forward and stretched out his hands towards him: "Brother Wu Tiao, give me a hug."

The slender boy overlapped with the small white ball from before.That little child always trusted him, stretched out his hand when he was happy or unhappy, and asked for a hug coquettishly.

After staring at him for a long, long time, Wujo Wu sighed, stepped forward, and put his arms around Bai Ci.

While hugging him, Gojo Satoru whispered in his ear, "You're not very smart at this, Liuli."

According to Bai Ci's cleverness, he also noticed the conjurers hiding in the dark, and even more understood that they all hit Wujo Wu.Smart people, at this time, the two should not help each other and choose to retreat completely.

But Baici chose to stand with Gojo Satoru under the watchful eyes of the conjurer in the dark.Afterwards, the higher-ups will inevitably find trouble with him.

Bai Ci just buried himself in his chest, and said sullenly, "I... can't take care of it anymore."

As he spoke, he also sighed lightly.Come to think of it, I'm not as smart as Gojo Satoru said.However, he couldn't do it if he was asked to choose to leave at this moment.

Gojo Satoru was silent, raised his hand and patted the boy's back lightly, like coaxing him to sleep when he was a child.But Bai Ci raised his head and said decisively: "Don't do this, brother."

At this time, it's not me who needs comfort? Ah.

The water in Bai Ci's eyes was bright, and for the first time in his life, he had the urge to cry for someone else.However, tears are useless.

Gojo Satoru is not needed, nor is it rare.Then his tears, is it because of real pain or ego? I am moved, but I still can't tell clearly.

In silence, Bai Ci pulled Gojo Wu forward.They chose the one in the middle, and Wujo Wuxin looked back, and the shadows at the three-way intersection gradually disappeared behind him.

"I hope you won't encounter such a thing in the future, Liuli." Gojo Satoru said with a smile.

Bai Ci agreed with a "hmm".

At that time, they didn't know that not long after, Bai Ci's friend Song Yuanguo defected for no apparent reason, and also degenerated into a curse master.After that, some people said that Wujo Wubaici was very similar.

It's also a close friend who defected and degenerated into a curse master, the tragedy is the same?And only each other's Noctuma Zhengdao and Jia Ruzi know that Bai Ci is not like Wujo Wu.

Compared with Wujowu, Baici is actually more insane.

That day, Gojo Satoru used a lot of strength to hug him, but Bai Ci didn't resist.After returning to the Conjuration Academy, he discovered that Bai Ci's shoulder blade was broken.As a last resort, Bai Ci had no choice but to wait for the scorpion to come back, and then treat him.

In the medical room, Jiarui Niuzi cured Bai Ci with the inversion technique.Bai Ci was putting on his clothes when the door of the medical room was suddenly opened. He looked up and saw his adoptive father Noctuid coming right on his way.

"Hey old man." Bai Ci said hello, and continued to put on his coat, with a white bandage wrapped around his chest.

Night Moth Zhengdao has a serious face, usually a face that is not dark is scary enough, but a face that is serious now is even more scary.If it were other students, they would have been trembling with fright.

It's a pity that in the medical room, one family is the treasure of the school, and the other is his adopted son, who never listens to others.The old father Ye Mozheng made a face for a while, seeing that no one was paying attention, he finally gave up the cold war and asked, "How is the situation?"

Bai Ci smiled, grinning his white teeth: "The scapula is broken and healed just now."

His heartless appearance made Noctuid even more angry.He stared at the young man quietly, with condemnation in his eyes. After a long while, he said with a smile: "Don't look, don't look, look at me again? I thought I was punished by the teacher to stare at my homework."

"Isn't your measure this time worth being punished?" Noctua asked rightly.

Bai Ci frowned: "That's not right, Brother Wu Tiao pinched my shoulder blade this time, so I should look for him."

"I? Will naturally? Look for him later." Noctua said rightly.

Then, he said earnestly, "Don't try to fill the part that Xia Youjie vacated in Wu's heart, son."

The last two words froze the heartless smile on Bai Ci's face.

After a while, he smiled in surprise: "Why, I? Want to make up for that position? I? It's Bai Ci, not Xia Youjie."

Then, his eyes fell on Jiajin Nitzi who was on the side, and he called coquettishly: "Sister Nitzi——

"How can you? Tell the old man what happened in the afternoon."

Jia Ruozi was unmoved, shrugged and said: "The responsibility is. You can? Not tell the higher-ups about the matter in the afternoon, but I will definitely tell the principal."

Speaking of this, Ye Mo Zhengdao, who is the principal, sighed softly.Originally, he was the principal of the college and should fulfill his official responsibilities.But when he heard from Jia Ruzizi that Bai Ci actually ran to the scene without authorization in the afternoon, his old father couldn't hold back his heart.

So? Only now came to see Bai Ci in person in the medical room.Not to preach, just to remind Baici.

Remind Bai Ci of those emotions that can't be suppressed.

"Since I know you are not Xia Youjie, why did you go to the scene to find Wu in the afternoon? Wu is already crazy, and no one who is a conjurer is not crazy. He will not be even more crazy. He knows his goal. Will keep going? Go.

With a sigh, Ye Mo Zhengdao had no choice but to ruthlessly puncture his adoptive son's fantasy: "As for Wujo Wu, no one can really influence him."

"I know." The determined tone made the two of them look at the young man.

The boy just laughed, not feeling the slightest embarrassment of being punctured by?

"I ran off in the afternoon because I wanted to go.

"As for following Brother Wutiao, it's because I want to follow."

Bai Ci smiled calmly and innocently, just like the 17-year-old he was.

"I? Know it's my own delusions. But after trying, I? Can feel no regrets, and then I can let myself go."

Stubborn so far, there is nothing to say to teach the night moth the right way.

Jia Ruozi opened his mouth coolly, and said sarcastically, "It feels like you are a drowning person. You are in the water, but you still think you are saved. In fact, you are almost drowned."

Knowing Jiarui Nitzi's awkward and kind reminder, Bai Ci burst out laughing.

"At least, I? Knowing that I'm just submerged in the neck, I can still talk."

Pretty indifferent to the consequences, and pretty crazy.

The night moth, the righteous Taoist, and the nitrous were speechless.After a long time, Noctua Zhengdao sighed again, and said, "It's crazy to be so desperate for feelings. I wonder if I haven't taught you right for more than ten years."

"Old man, don't say that. There is always something to be crazy about in life. It's just that magicians are more likely to go crazy." The pretentiously mature tone couldn't hide the youthful and lively smile in his voice.

Outside the door, Gojo Wu stood there without saying a word.

·

When Bai Ci went back, Wujo Gojo appeared at the door.

Noctua Zhengdao didn't feel strange, but asked: "Didn't you see you at the gate of Baici?"

"Teleported for a while, without him noticing." Gojo Satoru explained, then grinned, "After all, I'm here to laugh at you two for your ineffective teaching."

Jia Ruozi picked up the medical records on the side, flipped through them, didn't seem to look at him, and replied, "Are you here to laugh at me? Can we teach you to see your bad nature in vain, or come here?" Concerned about his injury?"

"It's all there." Wutiao Wudao said.

Now, Gojo Satoru puts on his sunglasses.Covering all emotions in the ice blue eyes.

After flipping through the medical records, the housekeeper excused something and left the medical room.Now, there are only Zhengdao Noctua and Gojo Satoru left in the room.

"Mr. Ye Moth, don't you like Bai Ci to stay with me?" Gojo Satoru asked directly about his class teacher in the high school period.

Noctua just kept his mouth shut and didn't speak.

Gojo Satoru then went on talking to himself: "If you don't object, you agree."

"Enlightenment." Ye Mo Zhengdao called his former student, now the strongest, with his brows deeply knit into the word "Chuan".

"You can influence the magic world, you can influence many people, but the unique person among them is undoubtedly Bai Ci. Because Bai Ci is the same as you, he can also influence spells, and also... Can? Affects a lot of people. It's not me? As his adoptive father's boast.

"There will be some kind of mutual vibration transmission between you and Bai Ci, which will affect the fate of more people in the future. I don't doubt that there is him. However, the mutual influence may... But mutual destruction.

"Just like you and Jie..." Thinking of his dead student Xia Youjie, Ye Mo Zhengdao sighed for a long time, but at this moment, he was just an old father who worried about his son's character.

His adopted son Bai Ci doesn't care about the consequences so much, thinking that he is a moth to the flame and doesn't care.But he is not a moth, but a talented conjurer with a name and a surname, and he is destined to do many things.

Instead, indulge in a momentary infatuation.That obsession, maybe? It's just admiration for the strong.After all, Gojo Satoru is the strongest.

Admiring the strong is just a kind of human nature.And a teenager's future should have countless possibilities.

For this reason, Ye Mo Zhengdao had no choice but to continue, "You and Bai Ci are just..."

"—to repeat the same mistakes."

For a long time, Gojo Satoru did not speak.

He unconsciously grasped it in his hand, and spread out his palm, empty.

The bloodstains in the afternoon are gone, the wrapped bandages are gone, and the boy's soft and white hands are gone.

What you hate, what you don't like, what you like, will all disappear.

Everything at the fork in the road chose the middle road, which is his way.

After a big discussion, Noctua Zhengdao sighed weakly, expressing his selfishness in righteousness.

"Bai Ci, he's much younger than you... as an adult, you can't use your maturity to coax a child who doesn't know much about the world."

This sentence finally made Gojo Wujo open his mouth.

"Then there is a chance, let Bai Ci leave for a while."

Night Moth lowered his eyes, and there was no other better way.Maybe let Bai Ci see the vast world outside, and he won't be obsessed with it.Just now, he was really shocked by Bai Ci's reckless stubbornness, and then he realized something was wrong.

So, he nodded and said hello.

Then, Gojo Satoru spoke again.

"But Mr. Ye Moth, I'm going to make a bet with you."

Eyes fell on Wujo Wu, Ye Mo Zhengdao was suspicious.Then, he saw Qiangqiang grinning, showing his white teeth: "Liuli will come back."

"He will come back for me?"

Afterwards, because of the loose atomic rules, Bai Ci was summoned by the upper echelon for questioning.Then he slashed at the upper layer angrily, but was stopped by Yuequan Cangsuke who was present.After that, Wujo Wuyemozhengdou and Zhengdao got together and realized that this was an opportunity to send Baici to go abroad.

A year later, Bai Ci returned home.

Gojo Satoru went to pick him up, and the two of them walked until they came to a three-way intersection.

Bai Ci looked at Wujo Wu: "Brother, which way to go this time?"

"Of course? It's the one you took me through." As he spoke, Wu Tiao Wu stepped forward with his long legs and walked to the middle road.

Turning around, reaching out to Bai Ci: "Liuli, welcome back."

"This time, we're walking side by side."

Bai Ci looked at his outstretched hand, and slowly reached out to catch it.Still unreservedly.

"okay."

The author has something to say: (1) "Sweet Honey" by Chen Kexin.

Memories of Gojo Satoru.

"Don't be behind me, because I won't lead the way; don't be in front of me, because I might not follow; Be by my side, be my companion."

That's probably what this chapter is about.

PS. The original sentence is the words of Camus, which has been changed.

【Thank you for your time】

Thanks to Tang Tang, Tang Yu, and the mines of the gods~!Two little angels, hello~!