The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

This is an inaccessible beach with sunshine, sea, and rocks. The scenery is unique, and the lonely parasols and beach chairs are placed on it, which looks out of place.

A short guy with only one eye and a strange volcano on his head looked at me sharply, with a hoarse voice: "Master, is this human being Gojo Satoru's girlfriend?"

"What Gojo Satoru, Peach Jam is mine!"

A cold arm wrapped around my neck, and the blue-haired young man behind him (no, it should be the curse spirit) put his chin on the top of my head, and his voice was sweet and full of threats: "If you keep talking nonsense, Lehu, I'm going to get angry."

"Whatever you want, she is a very important part of our plan, if something goes wrong, you can figure it out yourself."

Huantou looked at me like he was looking at an ant on the ground that could be easily crushed to death. After he finished speaking, he looked away indifferently, and walked away with a big guy next to him who was carrying a big burden and had branches growing out of his eyes. up.

Only a familiar and strange man was left standing there, looking at me with a smile.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lin."

The deep and magnetic male voice pierced the air and came to my ears. The ball head tied up in my memory was half draped, and the capable college uniform became a large and cumbersome cassock. There was an extra suture on the smooth forehead. The narrow and long phoenix eyes with single eyelids are curved, which almost brought me back to the days when I was in the high school of conjuration.

but……

"You are not Xia Youjie," I observed the other person's eyes carefully, and said with certainty, "His eyes are not like yours."

"What is Mr. Lin talking about? We haven't seen each other for so many years. Isn't it normal for things to change?"

The man smiled without changing his face.

"Anyway, you're not him." I didn't want to say much, lowered my eyes, and moved aside the hands that were making trouble on my face. "A person's beliefs may change, but his soul will not change."

And, most importantly.

Since Wutiao Wu said that he killed Xia Youjie himself, he can't go wrong. It's not that there are ways to bring people back to life in the magic world, but most of the people who are resurrected are not themselves.

This unknown object is just a guy who stole Xia Youjie's body.

So disgusting.

I looked to the side, and the portal that had just been opened had disappeared into the air, and my bad mood continued to intensify with the situation in front of me.

The best friend who "resurrected from the dead", the ex-girlfriend who was taken as a hostage, and the two who just walked away and the suspected one behind...

"Is it a super magic spirit?"

A sentence sounds out of nowhere, but I know the "people" behind me can understand.

"That's right~ Peach Jam is so smart."

A light male voice came from above the head, and the hand that had been pushed away was put back on my face to hold it. The blue-haired curse spirit leaned over to look at me with an excited tone: "Guess what kind of emotion I was born in? spirit?"

"Not interested in."

I should have thought of it a long time ago, the invisible characteristics of ordinary people, almost never seen eating, always cold body temperature, disgusting of humans... In the past, I was confused by his extremely similar appearance and wisdom to humans, and was blinded by him.

This is the closest magic spirit I have ever encountered to human beings, so close that it can be confused with the real one.

Thinking of how busy I was in the past month, I was busy wiping the other party's ass. I didn't want to meet his eyes at all. I turned my head to look at the beach, and asked softly, "That's why you approached me in the first place?"

"No, I was playing around, and I just happened to meet an interesting peach sauce when passing through Yokohama."

Speaking of this, the bright smile on Zhenren's face faded, and he said in a drawn out voice, "But there are other guys coming to grab the peach sauce, this is not interesting at all."

Outrageous.

I actually tried to talk to a curse spirit, and even imagined that he would keep his promise and let me go after the time, it's ridiculous.

"Is food and water provided? I haven't had lunch today."

I didn't want to waste any more words, so I turned around and asked the fake summer oil that was left hanging aside: "Also, there is no house here, where should I sleep at night?"

What to do if you sleep on the beach and get sick, you don't even have the strength to escape when you encounter a chance.

"Ah, I forgot that Mr. Lin is an ordinary person, and he really needs food, water, and a place to live."

The other party didn't look angry at all, as if he didn't see my intention to preserve his strength, he raised his voice towards the guy with the branches in his eyes: "Hanayu, help build a house."

Many thick branches rose from the ground, and almost instantly, a magical tree house appeared on the empty beach.

"Wow!"

Real people applaud.

"All these are for Lin Jun. If you need to add anything, you can say it."

Fake Xiayou jumped onto the tree house in twos and outs, took out bedding and other daily necessities from nowhere and threw them in, and handed me some bread and a box of bottled water.

"No, these are enough."

I climbed up on a ladder made of tree branches, and after a quick glance, there was a bed and a table, which turned out to be okay.

For a prisoner to be treated so well, I have to say, my heart sank even more.

Obviously, they don't want me to have an accident until I'm really useful.

"I'm going to pack my things, are you two going to stare at it without blinking?"

I walked over, unfolded the quilt on the bed, and asked without looking back.

"Really, you are hated."

Fake Xiayou's mocking voice came from behind.

"Ah~ I'm so sad! Peach sauce is ignoring me."

A familiar blue-haired figure rushed forward and rolled childishly on my unmade bed.

I stopped and stared at him blankly until he stopped fighting.

"Peach sauce, do you really hate me that much?"

The other party's beautiful mandarin duck eyes glanced over and winked at me innocently, as if the bad guy who cheated and kidnapped me, slaughtered the village and invited me to enjoy other people's souls was not him.

"Enough, are you finished?"

I almost couldn't hold back my temper, looked at him, and asked back: "If someone deceives you, uses you, and tries to hurt your friends by kidnapping you, would you like that person or the curse spirit?"

"Why should I like other humans?"

As a result, the other party showed a funny expression in response to my rhetorical question, and his tone was full of what should be taken for granted: "Why should I like other curse spirits?"

Come on, play the piano to the cow.

I lowered my eyes, ignored the bed being pressed by the other party, turned around, walked to the table and sat down, and started eating bread by myself.

"Hey, I understand what Taojiang means, so there's no need to show such an expression."

Behind me, the blue-haired curse spirit followed up relentlessly, and stood in front of me. There was a certain kind of inorganic indifference in Yuanyang's eyes: "However, Taojiang still needs to understand one thing, that is, human beings and curse spirits, especially Humans, I definitely don't like them."

"Because I was originally a curse born out of the fear and hatred of humans for humans."

That day, I once really wanted to ask the real person, he hates humans, so he must hate me too, right?Then why pester me again, asking me if I hate him?

However, because I felt that it was meaningless, I didn't ask until the end.

***

The greatest advantage of human beings is that they can survive in any difficult situation.

For example, in the blink of an eye, I have been with three super-level curse spirits and one unknown object day and night for more than half a month.

Oh no, there are four super-level curse spirits. Later, a new member was added to the guy guarding me—an octopus named Tuogen, who should also be a super-level curse spirit. He likes to stay in the sea every day.

The trouble I expected was delayed, and the tree house I requested did not stay for a few nights at all.

Because just three days later, Fake Xia You could not wait to open the shuttle door and ran over, saying that our location might be discovered and we needed to be transferred immediately.

This transfer takes half a month.

In the past half a month, we have changed no less than five places intermittently. The reason is that "the crazy Gojo Satoru" (this sentence is what Lehu said) is searching the whole of Japan in a carpet style, and there is a "specially clever strange bandage "Male" (this sentence is said by the real person), which led to our bases being constantly found. If it weren't for the fake summer oil shuttle door, I am afraid that the car would have overturned long ago.

How should I put it, sometimes I even feel a little pity for them. I always feel that Wujou is like a full-level boss, but a villain who can't face up to it, and this group of guys who have been kicked out are just like the pitiful little ones in Novice Village.

If I hadn't heard them discuss the prison gate border plan of "seal Wujowu" that sounded very feasible more than once, I would have given them some wax.

On this day, we changed another base to station again.

"Damn it! Summer Oil! How long do we have to wait! I've had enough!!"

Running to the new place again and again dangerously, the most irritable Lehu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and ran to fight Gojo Wu single-handedly regardless of the obstacles, but was beaten until only one head remained, and was rescued by Hua Yu in despair .

"The plan must be advanced, and we are not allowed to delay to the original time."

The relaxed smile on Fake Xiayou's face disappeared completely during half a month of running. He turned his head and looked at me colder than a cold-blooded snake: "Anyway, we have a hole card, so we don't have to worry about five cards." I can’t be fooled.”

Wuhu, are you coming?

Obviously it should be something tense, but I just feel a kind of dust settled.

A long time ago, I actually thought about it. My weakness as Gojo Satoru was used to threaten or even hurt him. Back then, I thought about it for a long time, and the final conclusion was that I would die with him at worst.

So in the subway station, amidst the bloodshed, when a small cube was thrown on the ground and the prison gate opened wide, I shook off the loosening hand of the fake summer oil, rushed over, and grabbed Wujo Satoru who was about to be sucked in. .

They said that he will be imprisoned for 100 years, and after 100 years, I will only have ashes left.

There is nothing in the prison gate, it is too lonely.

At that moment, I seemed to be thinking about a lot of things in my mind, but I just laughed at those blue eyes that were prettier than the sky.

After recovering his memory, he was only in a hurry and never saw him again.

I know very well that there are many insurmountable things between us. The best ending is that we will never see each other until the relationship between each other is worn out by the years. After many years, when we meet on the street, we can look at each other with a smile and ask "" How are you doing recently".

I want to forget about him, and I want to start over with the very good Osamu Dazai.

but……

but.

What, I can't forget it at all, I just like him.

I am afraid of being young and affectionate but end up being disgusted with each other, afraid of losing myself in a relationship, afraid of not being respected and understood, afraid of being abandoned and hurt, afraid of being alone... I am afraid of many, many things, only one, I am not afraid die.

I am willing to accompany Gojo Satoru to die.

I like him far more than I imagined.

So, God knows, I was overjoyed when I found that the prison gate that opened was trembling for some reason, and then began to faintly reject Gojo Satoru.

"Gojo Satoru, don't let go, I'll pull you..." came out.

What interrupted me was a hand covered with sutures, and the next moment, a light and cold male voice rang in my ears.

"Ah, so Tao Jiang looks like this when she likes someone."

The blue-haired curse spirit approached my cheek, licked my ear lightly, then chuckled lightly, and murmured strangely: "This feeling, this mood... is it jealousy? It's so strange, so interesting ah……"

Cold sweat oozes from my back, I gritted my teeth, and tried to pull him out quickly, regardless of Wujo Wu's obstruction.

And beside the ear, the whisper of the curse spirit continued: "Even if you destroy something you like, you can't give it to others..."

Hurry up, hurry up!

"Hey, Taojiang, stay with me forever."

fast! !! !!

"Nothing, doing, turning, changing."

At this moment, time and space were temporarily suspended, and the power to twist the soul came from the part where the shoulders touched and extended to the whole body. I couldn't help but let out a scream of extreme pain.

Strange why there was another scream almost at the same time as mine.

In the severe pain, I didn't see the blue-haired curse spirit rolling on the ground and constantly changing its shape, nor did I see the square of the prison gate that suddenly shattered. I just felt the suction disappear in the haze. , a strong and familiar embrace embraced me.

It was Gojo Satoru, and he came out.

While breathing a sigh of relief, the pain finally exceeded the tolerance range, and I passed out uncontrollably.