The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

"It's been a long time, Miss Lin."

The big silver-haired boy trotted to me from a distance, and handed me a palm-sized box: "Mr. Dazai asked me to give you something."

"Eh? Is it for me?"

I took the box and opened it, only to see a brand-new red rope lying inside, and Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out.

"The things have been delivered, I'm leaving, I still have tasks to do today."

After Atsushi Nakajima said goodbye to me, he turned around and disappeared into the night. At the same time, the door of the cafe behind him was pushed open.

"Take it, you may need it later."

A clear and pleasant male voice sounded, I turned my head, and under the light and shadow, I saw a young man with iris-colored eyes standing there with a quiet and beautiful face, smiling at me: "I could just leave like this, but Gojo-san said I have something to tell you, Taojiang Let's go in and have a look."

So, are they finished talking?From this appearance, there should be no secret fights (ORZ, what am I thinking).

"...Then, I went in?"

I'm not sure.

"Go."

The other party replied, with a generous and considerate look: "I'll wait for you outside."

Uh, this atmosphere, the things I have encountered recently have become more and more strange, and the brain capacity is a bit insufficient.

I went back to the cafe hesitantly, found the original seat and sat down, and asked the white-haired young man opposite: "Mr. Wujo, I heard you have something to ask me?"

"Correct."

Gojo Satoru's sunglasses were taken off at some point, and a pair of extremely beautiful blue eyes looked at me quietly without any cover. In his eyes, he took off a small and exquisite ornament from his neck and handed it over.

"Your things, wear them well, don't lose them."

A clear and magnetic male voice sounded in the air, and I didn't have the time to pay attention to what he said.

It was a safety buckle, tied and fastened by a red rope, transparent and pure white, with a very thin gray streak in the lower right corner.

For countless days and nights, I held it and fell asleep, as if the kind and wise old man was still by my side, so I had the courage to face no matter how many difficulties and obstacles I faced.

I thought I lost it while traveling.

It turned out that it was with Gojo Satoru.

I stretched out my hand and carefully held the jade in the palm of my hand. I wanted to take it, but encountered resistance—the person holding the red string did not let go.

Conditioned reflex looked up, I was facing a pair of obscure blue eyes, there were many dark clouds in the clear sky, layer upon layer, boundless, as if covering something, and seemed to be suppressing something.

"... Mr. Gojo?"

I froze for a moment, and asked in a low voice.

The person opposite just looked at me like that, didn't speak, and didn't let go.

"Five, Mr. Wujo, although I don't know why it came to you, but thank you for giving me this, it is really important to me."

I blinked in a daze, thought for a while, and found that I hadn't thanked me yet, so I hurriedly and sincerely made up.

After listening to my words, Gojo Satoru still didn't let go of his hand. He just looked at me for a long time, and when he saw me, he began to wonder if there was something on his face, so he suddenly asked me a question.

He asked: "Lin Tao, if I forget you, will you be sad?"

……

Back in time a few minutes ago.

In the coffee shop, on a booth in a hidden corner, two men were talking in a low voice.

"She is an outsider, and she should come from a higher-dimensional world, so that the world here will have a strong rejection of her malice, so she is always more likely to encounter various dangers than other ordinary people, and often Once shot, it is fatal."

Osamu Dazai spoke very softly, but he was very clear that the person on the opposite side could hear: "Some kind of mechanism or power is protecting her. I guess the carrier is an item on her body. You said that she didn't die last time , but suddenly disappeared in front of your eyes, if this is the case, then I don’t need to argue further——before she disappeared, she gave you the safety buckle, right?”

The voice fell, and there was a moment of silence.

"That's right, the thing is on me," Gojo Satoru threw the sunglasses in his hand on the table, and said, "But how do you prove that your idea must be right? I think, according to what you said, she It was rare to be able to leave some things behind last time, such as spell tools and identity certificates, so the situation should be considered to have improved."

"It's not an improvement, but it does bring a certain improvement."

Under the oppressive gaze from the other side, Dazai smiled: "Although everyone always says I'm smart, but of course I also make mistakes. At present, I can't come up with strong evidence, but I just want to ask, Gojo Satoru, Can you afford to be wrong?"

A deadly silence spread, and the two of them stared at each other quietly through the frozen air for nearly half a minute, and finally ended with Osamu Dazai standing up from his seat.

"Bring back the safety button to her. There is a half chance that you will forget her, and there is a half chance that you will still remember her. I have already explained everything that needs to be said. Gojo-san can decide for himself."

After speaking, Dazai turned and walked towards the door of the cafe.

And when he walked two or three meters away, a soft but clear voice came from behind him.

"There is no probability. I have already remembered all of them, together with the parts I had forgotten before."

Wujo Wu didn't look at the person who left, but just faced the front, and said in a low voice: "The moment I cultivated into the realm."

……

Memories away, back to reality.

"Lin Tao, if I forget you, will you be sad?"

Under the dim light, the young man's dark blue eyes looked at me without blinking, and repeated.

"I will, because Mr. Gojo and I are good friends."

I didn't quite understand, so I could only ask him intuitively: "Why did you suddenly ask this question?"

The young man on the opposite side did not answer my doubts, but just looked at me intently, and continued without audible emotion: "This safety button is given to me by you."

I:……

ah?I?To Gojo Satoru?

The consequence of brain capacity overload is that I am dizzy by the amount of information in the other party's words.

Wait a minute, let me take a look at the lost safety button, giving it to him, the inexplicable affection, and the visible spell...

Is it? !

"Although you forgot, you did give me this security buckle yourself," the white-haired young man paused for a moment, and continued, "Before you leave."

I:……

Okay, the case is solved, I am not myself who traveled through parallel time and space, but amnesia.Gojo Satoru's ex-girlfriend, the girl who went abroad, is me.

So when I wake up, I will have an expired ticket from Tokyo to Hong Kong, so I will wear the spell gun, so since the first time I saw Gojo Satoru, I think he is the one who will tempt me type.

——It turns out that I really liked him!