The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

After breaking up and reconciling, I finally did not stop the resignation report that Gojo Satoru handed in for me.

The higher-ups dragged on for many days. At first they disagreed, but later they changed their minds and said that I need to finish the work at hand until the end of the month, and gradually hand over everything to the "window" colleague sent to the college, and then go through the resignation procedures.

The resignation process in the ordinary world is also this process, and I can still accept it.

Gojo Satoru also reluctantly agreed to this result, but asked me to stay by his side all day and never accept any tasks sent from above without his knowledge. I nodded and agreed.

In this way, we returned to the infinite task mode of going out early and returning home together.

The number of curse spirits is still so large that the scalp is numb, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the pace of midsummer is quietly approaching. Everything seems to be back to the usual way, but there are some differences.

There is a saying that when a crack is formed, it takes only an instant, but it takes a hundred times or even tens of millions of times to heal.Although I chose to forgive Gojo Satoru for breaking up in my face, but this thorn was just wrapped up gently by me, and I couldn't recall it, and I didn't want to recall it.

This caused me to always feel a little awkward when facing Gojo Satoru, and Gojo Satoru obviously felt it too, so he treated me with a little more caution or other inexplicable things.

We are not good at dealing with the situation in front of us, and we don't want to hurt each other because of impulsiveness. We can only pretend that nothing happened, hoping that time can smooth everything out.

Nitro asked me secretly, did I quarrel with Gojo Satoru?

In this regard, I can only smile and tell the other party that it is all right.

But, is it really over?

In the dead of night, I occasionally think about this question, and I am not sure.

Days passed, and when midsummer bloomed in full color, the number of spell spirits suddenly began to drop sharply.

No one could explain the specific reason, but everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and we began to return to the college more often, get together, or take theoretical classes, or discuss exercises, or chat and share various snacks.

Every time Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie got into a ball on the playground, I would sit on the steps in the shade of the playground with Nitrate, take out our favorite snacks, and comment on those two while eating.

"Tsk, Xia You, the newly subdued curse spirit, is disgusting."

"Yeah yeah."

"This guy Wutiao, with so many petty tricks, didn't take it seriously at all. He might be angry again after the summer oil is finished."

"Well, I can't see that, they're moving too fast."

"By the way, Wujo is secretly looking at you again~"

"Ah? Is there any?"

"Otherwise I'd better go, I feel so redundant ^_^"

"..."

The above is part of the content of the conversation between me and Nitro ==.

After the battle between Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie came to an end, he would come to the steps to find us.I took out bottled water from my bag and handed them to two people respectively, and then the four of them didn't care whether their clothes would be dirty or not, and lay down on the lawn at random, blowing the summer wind, looking at the blue and endless water through the gaps in the leaves. Enjoy a moment of tranquility in the cloudy sky.

Sometimes, Hui Yuanxiong and Qi Hai Jianren would join us, and then the voice of Hui Yuan, who is always full of vitality, would be heard around us. Xia You would answer each other's words without saying a word. "Huiyuan", and then the big boy with a round face and a student head stuck out his tongue, and began to study the shape of the clouds in the sky.

Only at this time did I suddenly realize that the people around me had another identity, they were a group of underage students, and what we were enjoying was a wonderful campus time.

I was lying between Gojo Satoru and Nitro, feeling all this.Beside him, Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand, and gently covered the back of my hand with his palm, and I would turn my palm over and clasp his fingers.

Time does seem to heal everything.

One day, I turned my head in the fine shards of light, and I met Gojo Satoru's eyes who turned the same way.His sunglasses were pushed up above his forehead, together with the broken hair, his blue eyes looked at me unobstructed, more beautiful than the sky in the distance.

We looked at each other for a long time, then I squeezed his hand and smiled at him.

It was also from this day that the awkward feeling between us has completely disappeared.Nitro congratulated me sharply, but I could only scratch my head in embarrassment.

The relationship returned to smooth and happy, the work at hand was handed over little by little, and the date of my resignation was gradually approaching.Xia You suggested that, otherwise, we should take some time to get together again, but unfortunately we haven't found a suitable time.

I smiled and said that I will still live in the college in the future, and it’s not that I will leave and never see each other again, so it’s okay even if I don’t have time to have dinner.

Who would have thought that, as soon as the words came true, the gears of fate suddenly turned crazily.

I clearly remember that it was a sunny afternoon when Gojo Satoru came to me after class and said he was going to perform a secret mission.

"I can't say the specifics. The less you know about this kind of news, the safer you are."

The big white-haired boy rubbed my head and said relaxedly, "That means saving one person and killing another. Don't worry, it will take three or four days at most."

"Wait for me, I'll bring you Xi Jiufu back."

He suddenly bent down and kissed my cheek, brushing the broken hair, icy cold.

"Ah."

In the blink of an eye, I blushed and nodded in agreement.

At this time, none of us thought that these short three or four days would bring about such a big change.