Unusual couples in the world of conjuration

"Liu Li."

Bai Ci turned his head, Geng Geng Xinghe, the stars were shining brightly.

The consciousness network community of hundreds of millions of people turned out to be just one person's thoughts representing a star, so countless stars are connected with silver links, weaving into a shining galaxy in this dark space.

It's like countless nights of tossing and turning, without sleepless nights, waking up and standing in a high-end apartment on the tenth floor, looking down at the everlasting lights of the city, flickering.

The excitement is always someone else's, and he, probably what? Nothing.

Even the heart seemed to be empty.

At that time, he stood at a high place and looked at the galaxy created by the city lights, but now, he looks at the galaxy composed of hundreds of millions of people's consciousness, but he is alienated.

At this moment, he was standing in front of a door.As long as he gets close to a star, it will pop up a window, and as he approaches, it will slowly elongate and turn into a door.One door after another, he kept opening, and then went in.

At the same time, it also sorts countless door numbers.The first door, the second door, the third door... the 170th door.

This time, what he saw in the movie theater behind the door was the memories of a man's life.In the memories, Sakura and the same woman are always around.When spring comes, the cherry blossoms bloom, and girls come from under the flowers; at the end of winter and early spring, before the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, a silver-haired woman dies with a smile in front of her sick bed.

A short but long life.

Bai Ci left this door, at the entrance of the cinema, waiting for the sisters Matsubara and Matsubara Nozomi.

Matsumoto frowned quickly, turned his head to avoid eyes, and looked at him.And Hope, just like in memory, smiled innocently and waved at him: "Brother Baici, see you at the next door."

Bai Ci nodded to the girl Hope, then stared at Songyuan Gauge.Because of his evasive attitude, the boy finally couldn't help but asked, "Why are you like this?"

Then he sighed slightly, "Isn't this all illusory. Even in the falsehood, can't we reconcile?"

Matsumoto still didn't look at him, his profile was hidden in the dim light of the movie theater.After staring at him for a long time, Bai Ci finally gave up, and was about to step into the place of light——outside the movie theater, when he heard Song Yuangui speak.

"Among the falsehood, isn't it? Is it us or you that is real?"

Huo Ran turned his head, Bai Ci was about to speak, but the steps he stepped out melted into the white light.Finally, he went out the door.

Another new door, the 180th door.

Behind each door is a movie theater.What is played in the cinema is the memories of different people.

Opening the 180th door, what Bai Ci saw was not the Songyuan brothers and sisters, but his own parents—Kinoshita Baifang and Edward.They held hands, were intimate, and smiled at Bai Ci.

Seeing parents who have never met before, the scene of breaking up has happened many times, Bai Ci still can't help it? He walked forward quickly, stood in front of the two, and shouted: "Dad, Mom."

Parents Edward and Kinoshita Baifang looked at each other, and Edward raised his hand to touch Baici's head.There are old scars on his face, which are deeply branded, but it does not detract from his handsomeness.At this moment, his dark blue eyes looked at Bai Ci in front of him, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "Although you are pretty, you are not as good-looking as me."

As he spoke, his parents laughed out loud like two urchins. Even Bai Ci, who was usually indifferent to others, frowned and looked at them with crooked smiles.

Among them, when the odd-numbered doors are opened, he will meet the Songyuan brothers and sisters, and when the even-numbered doors are opened, he will meet his parents.

But no matter what, they are all he cares about, beloved people.

And his mother, Bai Fang, looked at him, blinked her big clear eyes like a deer, showing a worried expression, and suddenly asked: "Not yet? Go back, son?"

Bai Ci looked up at her suspiciously.

He doesn't? Know why? Mother urges her to leave.

go back?

Where can he go back?

For a while, Bai Ci couldn't understand it.

He was a little wronged, his smiling eyes drooped down, and the corners of his mouth curled down: "Why? Why? Mom wants to drive me away?"

Edward and Bai Fang looked at each other, looking at their son with sorrow and worry in their eyes.Bai Ci is even worse? I understand, I just feel that I am excluded by the people I love deeply, and the loneliness and fear in my heart are piled up together, like a shivering child who is afraid of the dark and crowded in the corner.

He angrily wanted to open the door in front of him, the 180th door.

The hand pressing on the doorknob was caught by the soft hand of the mother.The mother's hand seemed to have magic powers, and when he touched it lightly, Bai Ci was neither angry nor resentful.

Mother's words have magic to heal all sorrows.

"Don't worry, son. You read other people's memories almost the same, it's time to look at your own." Bai Fang said.

And Bai Ci was dumbfounded, and asked back: "My memories?"

For a moment, he fell into a trance.

Because of myself, nothing? Memory.

Bai Fang and Edward looked at each other again, the sadness between their brows was even more serious.At this time, Bai Ci smiled lightly and said, "It's okay, I just need to remember my parents and friends, and forget about the rest."

After hearing this, both Edward and Baifang sighed softly.Edward smiled wryly and stretched out a finger, nodded his wife, and complained jokingly: "Who is to blame for this? Is he to blame for inheriting your pure heart?"

Bai Fang shook her head and said, "I only realized later that people who are too pure can always become strong."

She mumbled "Liu Li Liu Li" in her mouth, and finally smiled miserably: "Liu Li is fragile, so it's not a good name. It's my fault."

Whenever his wife felt sorry for herself, Edward put his arms around her shoulders and patted her softly.Bai Ci looked at it, and suddenly said: "Actually, I am very envious of the feelings of my parents."

"I..." He paused, seemed to think of something? He frowned and said slowly, "It seems that there was such a person by my side."

Bai Fang and Bai Fang looked at each other and smiled gratifiedly.

"He actually hid such a deep, such a deep shadow in your heart..." Bai Fang murmured, seeing the child's puzzled face, she stretched out her hand to pull him, "I'll take you to the door of your own memory."

In his memory, it seemed that he was rarely held by his mother like this, and Bai Ci held her hand tightly, refusing to let go.At the same time, he had some doubts in his heart. Why did his parents treat him so well? At this moment, he felt that he had never been held by his mother before.

Puzzled, Bai Fang led him to open a door, and then pushed him in.

Being pushed forward staggeringly, Bai Ci entered the door and arrived at the cinema behind the door, but no one was waiting at the door.He looked around in confusion, and suddenly felt an indescribable sense of familiarity.

Walking in slowly, Bai Ci chose a seat in the middle of the movie theater and sat down, while on the big screen, images of memories slowly emerged and played continuously.

It was...his real memory.

As the movie screen played, Bai Ci finally remembered that his parents were dead, and the Songyuan brothers and sisters were also dead.Only in the sea of ​​undead can he meet the dead.

He sat still, cold all over.

Until, when I was six years old, I saw those beautiful ice blue eyes.Sitting in the movie, his body should have been as cold as a snake, but now he moved, restoring some blood circulation.

Soon, the screen of the movie came to eight years old.

The little self with a high fever was held in the arms of the boy Gojo Satoru.And another adoptive father, Emiya Kiritsugu, told a bedtime story, which was indeed what Gojo Satoru said, bullshit?It is said to be based on Buddhist stories.

Miao De Nu is the wife of Sakyamuni before seeking Taoism.Before Sakyamuni realized the Tao, he saw people outside the city who were poor, sick and dying, and could not understand life and death.He quietly got up in the middle of the night, strolled to the terrace, and picked a lotus flower that was about to bloom without thinking.

Prince Sakyamuni returned to his tent and saw Miao De's daughter and her youngest son's two faces side by side.The moonlight shone on their faces through the gauze, just like the faces of the lotus pond in June when the prince first met Miao De.

Immediately, his heart became soft and gentle, he put the lotus flower on his wife's face, and left.After that, seek the Tao (1).

In the end, Emiya Kiritsugu raised his skinny fingers, tapped the little boy in Gojo Satoru's arms, and said, "Your June lotus."

Offscreen, Bai Ci thought, what is this? What does it mean?

Is it that they will part at last?

In the picture, the young Gojo Satoru pressed his face into the little child in his arms, the heat from the child's face transferred to his icy face, and he called softly, "Liuli."

Sitting in the movie theater of memory and watching Bai Ci, he didn't see Gojo Satoru's expression clearly, because his eyes were full of tears, which were already blurred.

He remembered everything.

Even in the final death, his own heart was cut open, and he fell in front of his adoptive father Noctuidad Zhengdao.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and looked at his chest. Sure enough, there was a big hole in his chest, bloody and bloody.

——It’s possible to live like this.

Tears fell down again.But this time, it was tears of joy.

Bai Ci realized that if he could live like this, he would be able to see Wu again.

Thoughts turned into a little starlight, floating slowly in the sky, and then drifted away, as if they could float into the hands of the person that the young man was thinking of, even if it was separated by time and space.

·

A ray of starlight fell.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand to catch it.

Inside the closed prison gate, inside the pitch-black interior, the six eyes are not restricted by the light source, and still present everything in Gojo Satoru's mind.

Horrific groans echoed in the prison gate, Bai Sensen's dead bones stretched out their hands, trying to grab Wujo Wu who was imprisoned there.Wu Tiao Wu leaned his back against the border wall of the prison gate, propped up one long leg, and the other long leg was lazily lying sideways.

His posture was slack, he didn't move, he wasn't threatening.However, those white dry bones touched two centimeters away from his body, and the invisible mantra? Vibrated——

The dead bones shattered, fell down, and shattered into a pile of white bones.

Then, those ice blue eyes glanced indifferently.

At the same time, the tone is still the usual casual, self-congratulatory as always.

"You guys are not considerate enough, obviously I said I'm in a bad mood? Okay."

As he said that, he supported his chin with one hand, and thought about the content of the dream just now, it seemed that... he dreamed about his college life.

And, the death of Bai Ci.

"What a wonderful dream." Wujo Satoru muttered, realizing that the prison gate would distort the dream.

In the fantasy dream of the prison gate just now, everything has become paradoxical.

Then spread out the starlight caught by the palm, and that little light flickered faintly.Sensing this difference in light, Gojo Satoru held it in his hands, and then slowly opened his eyes wide.

If Bai Ci's death in the fantasy dream in the prison gate just now was fake, then he can ignore it when he wakes up, and forget about it, but the picture coming from the starlight is that there is a person with sutures on his head Xia Youjie cut Bai Ci's heart.

Outside the prison gate.

"!"

Xia Youjie, with black sutures on his head, suddenly opened his slender eyes.The prison gate he was holding in his hand was originally a small, square piece, which was easy to handle.

At this moment, holding it in the palm, the small prison gate is constantly trembling.

The weight in his hand was also increasing. At this moment, Xia Youjie felt that his hand was extremely heavy, no? It was like holding a small boxy special-grade magic tool, but it was like holding a whole mountain in his hand.

He nearly dislocated his arm.No? As a last resort, I can only throw the prison gate on the ground. With a "click", the entire gray-white concrete floor cracked instantly with the prison gate as the center, and the network-like gaps spread, forming countless black ravines.

But Gojo Wu, who was sealed inside the Prison Gate, didn't intend to let him go even so.

The prison gate trembled, every time.Every time, there is a terrible mantra? Distorting the surrounding space, the nearby curse spirits of all levels also received this mantra?, and they all wailed.

In the midst of howling ghosts and wolves, Xia Youjie with black sutures on his forehead fixed his slender eyes on the ground, the trembling prison gate.

No matter how confident he was before the seal, now he doubts that Gojo Satoru will come out of the prison gate.At the same time, he felt Gojo Satoru's fury.

But what was he furious about?

On the other side, the high school of conjuration.

The underground morgue.

In the morgue, there are now three people and one corpse.

The three living people silently stared at the dead body covered with a white cloth on the middle platform.

The three people are Noctua Moth Zhengdao, Jia Ruzi, and Murakami Feimo.

The person who died was Kinoshita Baici.

As a professional physician, Nitzi was the first to break the silence. She said coldly: "This corpse has been placed for a week. Even if I continue to treat him with the inversion technique to restore him to the original state, the dead person's brain is dead and the blood supply to the organs is circulating." , will eventually become corrupt.”

Hearing this, Ye Mozheng moved, stepped forward and raised his hand, wanting to touch the adopted son's body, but when he touched the skin on his face, he felt a coldness.This kind of coldness, piercing to the bone, made him, as an adoptive father, have to face Bai Ci's death.

Within a week, he was rescued by Bai Ci, and he entrusted Bai Ci to the family, so he dealt with all kinds of things, barely reaching a balanced relationship with the rest of the upper class.But in the end, all the efforts became meaningless because of the death of the adopted son.

"...I always feel that I should die first." Ye Mozheng murmured.

His purpose in educating students all his life is to change the decadent upper class and train a new generation just like Gojo Satoru.But in the end, Gojo Satoru was sealed, and his adopted son was gone.

In an instant, his past efforts seemed to have become a joke.

The big hand dropped and clenched into a fist.Even though it's hard to say goodbye, but facing the reality, Ye Mozheng knows, continue...continue to endure.

"Glass, where are you from..."

"Deal with" Y? Unable to utter the words, Ye Mo Zhengdao opened his mouth in a daze, and then continued, "Place Bai Ci's body."

Jia Ruozi lowered his eyes, silently looked at the boy's icy body for a while, and then nodded.

She put on her gloves, picked out a sharp scalpel from the medical equipment, and was about to do it.At this time, Murakami Feimo opened his mouth: "Wait a minute!"

The night moth Zhengdao and the family nitrate Y? People looked at him, their eyes were puzzled, and they even didn't understand why an outsider like him appeared here.

Murakami Feimo looked at the cold corpse, then at the moth Zhengdao, and suddenly said, "Wait? Wait a minute?"

"Still waiting?" Nitro gave him a surprised look, but didn't pay attention, because Murakami Feimo is really not an important person.Then, she shifted her gaze to Bai Ci's cold body, the hollow defect in the chest, "Even my inversion technique can only heal the trauma, a little bit to promote the activities of Bai Ci's dead body, that's the only way to go." .”

Can this be said more clearly? However, Ye Mozheng said in a deep voice, "Then I will trouble you, Nitro."

It means you have to do it.

Murakami Feimo became anxious, and grabbed Nitzi's wrist holding the scalpel. The scalpel was sharp, but with just a light touch, a bloody gash was drawn on his hand.But even though he was injured, he still grabbed Nitzi's wrist and stopped him: "Wait? Wait?."

"Wait? What??" Night Moth asked rightly.

He thought of Murakami Feimo, a conjurer who became a monk on the way. His origins were unknown and his whereabouts were mysterious. Maybe... there was a solution.

But this person was just stubborn, obstructing him, saying wait? wait?, but didn't take any action.

In the end, Ye Mozheng wiped his face, and had to tell the truth: "Don't wait, Bai Ci is... dead." At the end, his voice unconsciously choked with sobs .

He thought of the relationship between father and son for many years, why not say goodbye? How obedient, he has always had his own opinions and kept them from others, calling him an old man, as if there was no sign of respect.

But Bai Ci's dying father's call directly broke the heart of Ye Mo Zhengdao.

He covered his face with one hand, and signaled Nitzi to hurry up with the other, at least to fill up the hole in his son's chest that was dug out, and then send him away to be cremated... Thinking of this, Ye Mozheng pressed his face even more while covering his face, No? I can't bear to think about it.

Murakami Feimo also understood this level and stopped him even more.But he doesn't care if he's in the nitrate? Just ignore him, he broke free and went to touch Baici's cold corpse.

Seeing this, Murakami Feimo rushed forward, threw his body in front of Bai Ci's corpse, and shouted in desperation: "No one wants to touch me...!" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly came to his senses and bit him. Tongue down, swallowing the unfinished sentence.

Then, with a big tongue, he said: "Then (this) matter, you can (still) turn around..."

·

In the sea of ​​undead, in the gate of Bai Ci's memory.

In the memory cinema that belonged to him, the memories belonging to Bai Ci had already been played, but the big bright screen continued to play the images without stopping.

When the screen changed, it was Wujo Wu's fantasy dream in the prison gate.

"Liu Li."

"My... Liuli."

Liquid like colorless glaze rolled out from those ice blue eyes.

Bai Ci watched, tears also flowed down.With a trembling mouth, he read the name of his lover.

"Enlightenment."

This word has given the lonely boy countless tenderness, and at this moment, it has given him faith.

Bai Ci suddenly stood up, don't want to immerse himself in the memory again, grabbed the chair of the cinema and walked to the aisle, and was about to rush outside the cinema.

At this moment, at the entrance of the movie theater of my memory, there are people standing on the left and right.The ones on the left are the Songyuan brothers and sisters, and the ones on the right are their parents.They smiled and looked at Bai Ci.

The hurried footsteps suddenly slowed down again.

Bai Ci knew that if he went out, he would never see him again.And for Gojo Satoru, he doesn't want to indulge in memories, but to face them.However, when he really looked at these lost relatives and friends, he never broke free from the reluctance and concern in his heart.

It was Matsumoto who spoke first.

"I never hated you." He looked at him, "I just hated myself for killing my friend Shanhui by mistake."

Bai Ci nodded: "I know."

Matsubara hoped to raise her small fist and shouted like an oath: "I like my parents and my brother the most, and then you are Baici!"

Bai Ci burst into a smile, and nodded with a smile: "I know that too."

Then came Father Edward.

Edward raised his hand and patted Bai Ci's shoulder like a brother.His eyes were full of curiosity about his young son: "It turns out that you have grown up."

Bai Ci opened his mouth and called out: "Father."

Then, he took a deep breath and suppressed the sadness.Closing his eyes, Bai Ci let out a breath slowly: "I miss you and mom very much."

The boy who didn't open his eyes felt a big hand gently stroking his head, like the hand that held the back of his forehead when he was born.Father's voice was soft and soft, "I love you too."

In the end, the boy opened his eyes, which were covered with a layer of tears, and what he saw was blurry.

But the words of farewell must always be said by yourself.

"Goodbye, Shigui and Hope. Thank you Papa and Mama...and, farewell."

And the woman in red approached him, held his face, and kissed the boy's cheek.

Bai Fang didn't say goodbye, but just said: "Go, go to the side of the person you love now."

Matsubara Hope's voice then sounded.

"Brother Baici, it's my turn to tell you a fairy tale. Long, long ago, there was a princess with long hair who lived on a high tower. The princess had long golden hair, which was longer than the entire tower. This The tower was in the forest, and had neither stairs nor doors, but a small window at the top of the tower.

"Whenever the people under the tower want to enter the tower, they call out the name of the princess. Rapunzel let go of her whip, and then let her hair down to the ground. The people under the tower climb up along the hair... ( 2)"

There is light entangled with Bai Ci's fingers, palms, arms, and finally half of his body, the whole body, and finally, all the stars in the sea of ​​undead flicker, converging into this beam of light, and the light slowly spreads out, turning into a beam A silver-white wide channel of light.

In the voice of the girl's hope, the boy's body floated up, then became transparent with the light source, then disintegrated, and finally turned into a little bit of starlight, and followed the light channel upstream.

In an instant, Bai Ci felt like he had become a gust of wind, riding away on the moon.

Inside the prison gate.

The thick bones of the dead were all piled up in a pile.All the resentful spirits remained silent, holding their breath and trembling.

And Wujo Wu moved forward with one leg, straddling the white bones.He rested his chin on one hand, and after destroying and destroying all the bones of resentful spirits in the prison gate, he suddenly felt that it was meaningless.

Everything in the world is meaningless.

"I'm... tired." When he said this, the man wearing a black eyepatch had a playful smile as always.

Can the mantra power? Rage, it seems to overturn everything in sight.

At this time, a beam of light came down from the top of his head, like a skylight.

What is there in this light source? It fell down and landed in Gojo Satoru's arms.The uninvited guest was bounced away by his own infinite spell, but the one who was bounced quickly got up.

Gojo Satoru sees clearly, isn't it? Su Zhiguo is a young man.

The boy got up on hands and feet, climbed to the hillside made of bones, hugged Wujo Wujo desperately, and shouted: "Brother!"

Gojo Satoru's no-lower-limit spell prevented him from getting close to him, and he was bounced away again and again.But the familiar tone made Gojo Satoru slowly wake up.

When the boy climbed up on the pile of bones again, and tried to hug Wujo Wu, regardless of the bleeding on his palm, Wujo Wu stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around the boy's waist.

"... Liuli?"

There was an imperceptible tremor in his tone, as well as disbelief.

The tossing and tossing boy also calmed down, rubbed his injured palm, and hugged Gojo Satoru who was sitting on the pile of bones, finally.

"Wu, I finally found you." Bai Ci said with a smile.

But for some reason, tears suddenly fell.

After all kinds of hardships, they finally met.He finally met his lover again.

Gojo Satoru hugged the young man, put him on his lap, and touched his waist and arms carefully, "Oh, why are you so thin? It's very sensual to hold him."

As he spoke, he looked at the boy carefully through the ice blue eyes of the black blindfold.The boy shed tears and smiled silly at himself.

A smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, but he saw the boy in front of him approaching him, and gently pressed his black eyepatch with his hand: "Brother, are you crying?"

The young man's slender fingertips were stained with a little crystal dew.

"No." Wujo Wu's smile widened, "It's too late for me to be happy."

Not deceived by his concealed words, Bai Ci, who was sitting on his lap at the moment, looked up at him, leaned his face closer, rubbed lightly, and said against his face, "I'm very happy too."

While speaking, he also put his arms around Wujo Wu's neck, and pressed against Wujo Wu's face, without parting for a moment.

The crystal clear tears flowed down from some face, and then merged together.

Y? People's tears finally flowed to one place.

Then, the Y? people talked about the recent situation, and they all felt that what happened to each other was extremely dangerous.

Bai Ci? You sighed, and became troubled again: "How should I get out?"

Gojo Satoru hugged him tightly, humming softly, without any worries.Seeing his satisfied appearance, Bai Ci was speechless for a while, patted the man's shoulder with his hand, and then couldn't help laughing again.

Love can really make people stupid.

Just as Y? was hugging, a voice came from the skylight above his head.

"Whenever the people under the tower want to enter the tower, they call out the name of the princess. Rapunzel let go of her whip, and then let the hair down to the ground. The people under the tower climb up along the hair...

"Now tell me, what is the name of that princess? Yeah, brother Baici?"

It is voice of Matsubara Nozomi.The girl's delicate voice like a bird made Bai Ci not? You smiled, looked up at the passage of light, and replied: "Princess calls, hope."

As soon as the words fell, a ray of light emerged from the channel of light and wrapped around the young man's wrist, while Bai Ci tightly held on to Wutiao, did he dare to let go.Suddenly, the body of person Y? was suspended, became transparent with the light source, then disintegrated and turned into a little bit of starlight, and finally followed the channel of light upstream.

·

Later, Ye Mo Zhengdao asked Murakami Feimo.

"At that time, you asked Niatz to repair Bai Ci's body with the inversion technique and keep his body intact. Did you expect this step?"

Murakami Feimo replied vaguely: "I always feel that I should give it a try."

"Then who are you?" Ye Mo Zhengdao's eyes were sharp.

Murakami Feimo smiled meaninglessly: "Isn't that important? The important thing is that Bai Ci and Gojo Satoru finally got the happiness they wanted."

Later, when Fu Heihui learned the details of Bai Ci's escape, he didn't bother himself anymore, but asked Murakami Feimo.

"Senior Murakami, Bai Ci he finally escaped from the prison gate, is that what I thought?"

After hearing a few explanations from Fu Heihui, Murakami Feimo replied: "The Sea of ​​Undead can open parallel time and space, so in the end they escaped from parallel time and space."

After a pause, he said, "Maybe, I am the same as him."

"What??" Fu Heihui didn't hear the last sentence clearly.He only saw this lazy and mysterious senior Murakami, shook his head, and smiled unpredictablely.

One day, Murakami Feimo disappeared.

He was a conjurer who became a monk halfway, had no relatives, no friends, and was quickly forgotten.Occasionally, Fu Heihui would think of this senior. One day, when he remembered that conversation, he still couldn't remember the last sentence.

At least Gojo Satoru gets the happiness they want.

At the end of March, it was still early spring.The weather outside the window was gloomy, but the quilt was soft and warm, and Bai Ci nestled comfortably in it.His hand was unintentionally resting outside the bed, and on the ring finger of his left hand was a brilliant diamond ring.

The shoulders are slightly exposed, and the pajamas are thin, no? After a long time, I feel a little cold.Just as he was about to retract the quilt, the people around him had already raised their hands to help him pull the quilt back, covering his exposed shoulders.On the ring finger of the man's left hand, there is also a diamond ring.

Seeing this, Bai Ci turned over and faced the man face to face.

"Are you awake?" Bai Ci asked.

Wutiao Wu Binglan's eyes blinked for a moment, then closed abruptly, pouted: "I didn't wake up, I'll wake up only after Liuli kisses me!"

"...Do you think you are Sleeping Beauty?" Bai Cibu politely complained.

It's all about complaining, but she leaned over and kissed him.

The ice blue eyes opened instantly, with a sly smile.

"Get up." Bai Ci pushed Gojo Wujo, who was sleeping next to him, "I'm going to England today to see my brother."

After saying goodbye to his parents and friends, Bai Ci was finally able to face his twin brother whom he had never met in reality.After contacting relatives far away in the UK, the elder brother learned that the twin brother was still alive. Faced with this sudden good news, he was very happy and invited him to live in the UK for a long time.

Bai Ci told his brother that he had to wait for his family to be free before going together.

On the phone, my brother planned the time and asked casually: "Then what do your family members do?"

Conjurer is a non-public occupation and cannot be made public.After thinking about it, Bai Ci said: "Teacher. The strongest teacher of the people."

Because of Wutiao Wu's return, the upper echelon who had been killed by Bai Ci before was silent. After all, their vitality had already been seriously injured.So, what's wrong with the current Baici Gojo Satoru? He has scruples, he proposes to buy a diamond ring very quickly.

"Okay." Wujo Satoru replied.

Then, he also moved closer to Bai Ci, raised his hand to stroke the boy's head, brought his head close to him, and pressed it against his forehead.

Person Y's forehead touches one place.

"There is a saying, Xiao Liuli forgot to say hum." Wutiaowu reminded.

"I know which sentence, but I want to test you." Bai Ci said.

So he counted.

"three."

"Y?"

"one."

"—Happy newlyweds." The Y? people said in unison.

Finally, a smile lit up their faces again.

The author has something to say: (1) Baidu source. (2) Baidu source.

There are also three episodes, one about solving puzzles, one about childhood, and one about Fu Heihui.The first one is a supplement to the plot, and the last two are what I promised everyone before, so I will write it.We'll see you next time when you're done.

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Advance receipt 1——

"Five Became My Cat"

The conjurer Shimizumian has a cat.

The soft white long hair feels cool and smooth like silk, and the figure is flexible and vigorous.The pink meat pads are very elastic to the touch, and even the backs of people holding their butts when they are angry are so cute.

Maomao's eyes are very beautiful, deep blue, as if reflecting the clear starry sky of the sea.

Qingshuimian took it for granted that his cat was the cutest kitten in the world.

So take it with you wherever you go.

However, the reactions of the people around him were very strange, as if they were hallucinating because of being too jealous.

Classmate: ...the one in your arms is Wu, right?

Principal: Even if you are already engaged, you can't hug each other every day and never let go—!

Everyone is drunk and I am sober, Qing ShuiMian is certain that they are sick.

The blue eyes of the kitten in his arms blinked, so cute and innocent.

He pressed his paws, bowed his head and gave a loving kiss dotingly.

Then with a sound of Duang, his kitty disappeared—

From the world's cutest kitten to the world's most uncut white-haired madman.

And this white-haired man who had hated each other before was still pouting and waiting for a kiss.

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Take out the unreliable white hair from the frame of the sunglasses to the bridge of the nose: When will you get married?

Qingshuimian (slowly pulls out the 40-meter broadsword): Waiting for you to become a cat again.

Advance receipt 2——

"Ordinary People in Yokohama"

He came through the window.

Dazai: The moonlight is so beautiful tonight.

Qingyuan: Under the moonlight, you are even more beautiful.

Dazai: You too.

Dazai: The flowers are blooming and the moon is quiet tonight, why don't we elope?

Only Yueguang and the one he loves can hear his answer.

Advance receipt 3——

Two words "Dream after I was killed by my wife to preach" cp Xia You, when I dreamed that I was killed by my wife to preach, he was reborn.

感谢在2021-04-0822:22:53~2021-04-1017:39:43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 who cast the landmine: sweet text makes people happy, sweet and sour prayer moon 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 15 bottles of Shenming; 10 bottles of Yan Ye; 2 bottles of Su;

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