The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

The boundaries of time have become extremely blurred, along with my perception of the outside world.

When did Nitro call Xia Youjie and when did he leave? I have no memory at all.

I just knelt and sat on the icy and hard ground for a long time, crying until my legs were numb and lost consciousness.

When I was chasing Gojo Satoru back then, I knew very well that with a conjurer, I could accept many, many difficulties and obstacles, but alone, I couldn't face death calmly.

After being together, because of work reasons, I saw all kinds of tragic enough deaths. I thought I had already been mentally prepared, but now, I desperately found that those tempering were useless.

Gojo Satoru, aren't you the strongest?I always thought that it was me who would die without warning one day, why was it you who left first.

It's so cold on the ground, sit up and hug me, okay?

Time passed slowly, and all my sanity was blotted out by such utter grief that when the white-haired boy moved his finger over the pool of blood, I didn't notice it at all.

Until the pair of blue eyes that were unwilling to close completely regained their agility at some point, and suddenly opened wide, through the hazy tearful eyes, my first reaction was that I had hallucinations.

"Five... Wujo Wu...?"

I didn't care to wipe off the embarrassing tears on my face, I instinctively grabbed the other person's hand, afraid that he would just disappear.

however.

is warm.

Warm and soft, without the stiffness and coldness that the dead should have.

The brain slowly received the signals from the peripheral nerves, and the moment I understood what these messages meant, my heart stopped for nearly a second, and then I was overwhelmed by the joy of landslides and tsunami.

Gojo Satoru is not dead!

It's not my hallucination, he's still alive! !

I pulled Gojo Satoru, and I was so stupid for what seemed like a year, and finally burst into laughter.

"Five Enlightenments!"

I wiped my crying face with my sleeve, and I was about to rush forward to hug the boy I lost and found, but I was caught off guard, and the hand that was holding the other party was thrown away.

Gojo Satoru shook off my hand, and stood up from the ground without a word under my bewildered gaze.

A strong wind blew up around him, and his pure white shattered hair swayed violently with the direction of the wind, revealing a scarred forehead and a pair of astonishingly bright blue eyes.

I saw him quickly looking around with an indescribable, chilling expression.

Then just like that, slowly and gently, it swept across me who was still kneeling on the ground.

He clearly saw me, but clearly he didn't see anything.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes were blank, and the boy who had been resurrected from the dead disappeared.

The violent wind suddenly stopped, and the feeling of suffocation spread instantly, but I kept kneeling and sitting, facing the empty ruins, and let the huge emptiness surround me.

No sadness, no fear, no anger or helplessness.

I just don't get it.

I don't understand his look.

The scene just now was played back repeatedly, once, twice, three times...

Finally, at some point, I had an epiphany.

Have you ever seen a god watching ants on the ground?

It's that look.

***

When Xia Youjie and Nitro appeared in front of me, I was sitting on the ground, rubbing my numb knees with all my heart.

The blood circulation brought a tingling itching, which was very uncomfortable. I frowned, thinking about whether to apply ice or heat within 24 hours of the injury.

It's like icing, right?

I looked at the pale purple skin on my knees and thought uncertainly.

"Mr. Lin! Enlightenment?!"

Xia Youjie's hoarse and anxious voice could be heard next to my ear, I looked up and saw Nitro was also looking at me anxiously.

"Uh……"

I pondered for a while, not knowing how to simply and directly describe what I saw and heard to the two people. Seeing that they were getting more and more anxious, I could only choose the minimal answer that first popped up in my heart: "I'm alive, run away." gone."

"Wu he didn't die? That's great!"

Xia Youjie was stunned for a moment, and his slender phoenix eyes smiled into a beautiful crescent: "I knew, he won't be defeated so easily!"

"Taojiang, are you sure Wutiao is the one who came back alive?"

Compared to Xia Youjie's optimism, Nitzi, who had personally confirmed the death of Gojo Wu, turned serious and asked.

In the magic world, there are things that can bring the dead back to life, but it is not known whether the person who is resurrected is actually the person himself.

"Well……"

I have really thought about this issue, but this does not prevent me from recalling the situation at that time seriously from beginning to end.

How should I put it, it wasn't Gojo Satoru himself, I performed a 180° backflip and a 360° high leg Bellman rotation on the spot.

"It's him."

I nodded, sure.

"Then see which direction Satoru went?"

Xia Youjie asked repeatedly.

"How could I see clearly."

I sighed and reminded the other party: "Mr. Xia You, I am not a magician."

The big black-haired boy came to his senses, said "Sorry", then turned around and discussed with Glass for a while, and finally decided to set off immediately, and search separately along the direction where Gojo Satoru might have left.

Before leaving, they asked me if I wanted to be with them.

"I won't go. I won't be able to help, but it will be easy to delay."

I shook my head, stood up on my better knee, and smiled at the pair of boys and girls, "Bon voyage."

Two people wearing similar school uniforms, one tall and one short, quickly disappeared from sight. I didn't bend down until I was sure I couldn't see them, and then I bent down and tapped my trembling calf.

The beautiful high school is now in a mess, so I limped around all kinds of messy traces, went back to my dormitory, took out my backpack, and started to pack my things.

ID, a few clothes, high heels bought for a date, and a few cosmetics... I don't have much at all, just enough to fill this medium-sized travel bag.

Putting the neatly packed backpack next to the desk, I sat down, finished the report that was written and left behind before the chaos happened, and clicked send.

When you don't want to do work handover, there is actually nothing to do at all.

Before opening the door, I took one last look at the room that had accompanied me through countless cold nights in different worlds, and then closed the door with my backpack on my back.

The silver hand wooden bin was left on the table. I would not take such a valuable thing away.

The key is still inserted in the door lock, I didn't pull it out, anyway, I won't need it in the future.

Goodbye, high school.

At the entrance of the dormitory building, I looked up at the gray sky, and after a while, I sent myself a word.

[The world is not worth it. 】

Chase Gojo Satoru again, and I will be a dog.

That's what I thought when I walked out of the edge of the high school barrier, but it turned out that within 0.5 seconds, the sudden darkness swallowed up my consciousness instantly.

When I regained consciousness, the first thing I heard was a very, very familiar, clear and magnetic voice.

Compared with the previous ones, the male voice had added deep hoarseness and cheerful madness, showing a very different tone, and it didn't sound like a good person anyway.

He said: "I am the only one in the sky and the world."

Me: "...Wow."

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