The crossing point is the bedding of 5T5

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After an unknown amount of time, the intermittent electronic sound pulled me out of the depths of my consciousness.

When I was half asleep and half awake, someone was whispering something in my ear, and I vaguely heard familiar words such as "eyes", "soul", "mirror" and so on. If I listened carefully, there was nothing left.

His whole body was in excruciating pain, to the point that it was extremely difficult to do a simple action of opening his eyes.I looked at the darkness in front of me, and it took me a while to realize that something was blocking my vision.

"Five Enlightenment..."

What happened before I passed out appeared in my mind as the memory came back to life. I endured the pain and raised my hand to try to tear off the thing blocking my eyes, but I was stopped by my wrist halfway.

The familiar clear and clear voice sounded near the right side. Compared with before, it seemed a little lower and deeper: "I'm here, don't rush to move around just after waking up, Peach Jam."

It's Gojo Satoru, he's really fine.

I was sure that what I felt before I passed out was not fake, and while I was relieved, a new question appeared in my mind-what happened?Why cover my eyes?

Relying on the rough shape by touch, I said uncertainly: "This, is this your blindfold?"

"Yes, does it feel cool?" The top of the head was patted lightly, and the other party replied with a relaxed tone, "I will give you peach jam in the future, how about it?"

not so good.

Well, I am not born with six eyes, what kind of blindfold do I wear.

Unless, something happened to my eyes.

The guessing in my heart brought great anxiety, and I couldn't help but take off the blindfold again, but the force on my wrist quickly stopped me again.

"Okay, let me tell the truth," the male voice next to my ear felt helpless, "Taojiang's eyes have some problems, and she can't see the light, so I lent you the blindfold. Don't take it off casually."

"... Can't see the light? How long will this situation last?"

I hesitantly put down my hand and asked.

"If it is fast, it will take a day or two, if it is slow, it may take one or two months."

Gojo Satoru said: "The soul of the main peach sauce is not stable right now, I'm trying to find a way."

"So it is."

The darkness in front of me became less unbearable, I turned my head to the direction of the young man, and asked, "Is everyone okay? There are still those curse spirits, the fake Xia Youjie, what happened afterwards?"

"Except for Qihai's injury, everyone else is fine," the other party replied after the broken hair on his cheek was gently brushed away, "As for those troublemakers, they were all killed, they are not my opponents."

"That's good."

I nodded and didn't speak again.

The surroundings became quiet, and I could only hear my trembling breathing because of suppressing the pain, and the presence of the hand that was still holding my wrist became particularly vivid.

After a long while of silence, I finally couldn't help but ask, "Where's Mr. Dazai?"

I remember that Fake Summer Oil said that Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru came to find me together, but I only saw Gojo Satoru in the subway station.

"You just left before you woke up."

There is no emotion in the clear and magnetic voice: "Do you need me to call him back?"

"no need."

Just know he's safe.I shook my head, I couldn't tell what my mood was at the moment, I tried hard to sit up with my arms, but just as I propped myself up a little, I fell back because of loss of strength.

"Be careful," the person who reached out to catch me in time gently helped me sit up, and asked softly, "What do you want?"

"A little thirsty."

The pain distracted my attention all the time. In the darkness, I felt the hands on my shoulders retracted, and the surroundings instantly became empty, as if I was the only one left.

Fortunately, the hand that left quickly reached out again, and then I felt that a water glass was stuffed in my hand, I tried to lower my head and take a sip, the temperature was just right.

The warmth of the ceramic in my palm drove away the brief loneliness just now. I took a deep breath, suppressed the pain in my body, and asked, "Where is this? My home?"

"It's the college dormitory, the one you live in."

The other party answered.

That's it, I said that it looks familiar but not too familiar.

"Everything is arranged according to Taojiang's original habits. When you feel better, you can explore around. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Gojo Satoru was patiently talking about the current situation, while I was holding the water glass, and suddenly stretched out a hand towards the place where the voice came from, successfully touching the other person's face.

The male voice in the ear seemed to be cut off, and the surroundings were instantly quiet.

My hand slowly groped along the familiar handsome outline of the young man until it touched the thick and narrow eyelashes.

The blinking eyelashes brushed the fingertips, causing a slight itching, and I said in this itching: "Bring the mirror."

The itching of the fingertips paused for a short while, and I heard Gojo Satoru jokingly say, "Why do you suddenly have to take a mirror? Didn't I just say that your eyes can't see light recently."

"Has anyone ever said that every time Wujo-kun tells a lie, he deliberately controls himself not to blink his eyes?"

Facing the darkness in front of me, I laughed and said playfully, "This is a little secret I discovered."

"...Huh? You've seen it all, Tao Jiang is so cunning."

After a moment of silence, a male voice rang out, but he just said, instead of fetching me the mirror.

"Sooner or later, I will know. I can come up with many ways. You can't hide it from me," I said in a low voice, "Don't worry, no matter what I see, I can tell you what to do." accept."

Rationality and mind are slowly recovering from the pain of the body. I have witnessed the power of the "inaction transformation" of real people more than once. It is an unexpected joy to be able to wake up alive. Thinking of the unrecognizable appearance of those human beings in the past, I feel that I have enough. Mental preparation.

"Sometimes Peach Butter is just too smart."

In my persistence, Gojo Satoru finally sighed, and then I felt that the water glass in my hand was replaced by something cold.

"It's not ugly, Peach Jam."

In a clear and magnetic voice, I groped for the direction and lifted the mirror up to myself. After a short silence, I gritted my teeth and pulled off the blindfold.

It is dusk outside, the lights are not turned on in the house, the light is very soft, it is the time to appreciate the beautiful scenery and nostalgia, but unfortunately I have not accepted all of these, in fact, all my mind is completely lost in the next moment when the lens focuses. Stolen without mercy.

What a weird face it is, with extremely flat facial features, doubled eyes without whites, pale skin that turns blue like a dead person, and long loose hair, it can be photographed immediately without special effects Horror film.

For nearly half a minute, I stared at the "ghost" in the mirror and remained motionless until I realized that the other person's eyes would blink with me, and then I realized that it was me.

It's me, it's Lin Tao, it's true.

I turned into a horrible, disgusting ugly monster that would scare an adult to death.

The air suddenly collapsed, a sharp and ear-piercing scream broke through my throat, and the mirror was thrown aside. I pulled up the quilt and buried my face completely, no matter how much Satoru Gojo next to me pulled, I was unwilling to lift it up.

I overestimated myself!

It's disgusting, I can't take it at all!

"Taojiang, raise your head, you will have difficulty breathing," the male voice next to your ear was anxious, but tried to hold back, and repeated in a soft tone, "It's not ugly, really."

lie!It's obviously ugly, okay? ! !

God, why am I so unlucky?If I can't change back, am I going to keep this disgusting and scary look for the rest of my life?Moreover, is there a solution to the real person's "inaction transformation"?How do I remember, it is irreversible...

The more I thought about it, the sadder I became, and the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became. In the panic and fear, my spirit was faintly showing signs of being on the verge of collapse. I crazily covered my face with force, even though it was difficult to breathe, I refused to let go.

The time became so tormented, until I heard an extremely loud "Enough!", I felt the quilt in my hand suddenly lighten, and the hands covering my face were held in the swirling cotton wool, and I was overwhelmed on my back on the bed.

"Are you trying to suffocate yourself?!"

The white-haired young man holding my wrists above had fireworks in his blue eyes, a look I had never seen before, as if realizing that his tone was too bad, he took a deep breath and slowed down his voice towards me Said: "Peach sauce is just peach sauce, it's not ugly at all."

What the other party said was so serious and taken for granted that for a moment, I almost believed it.

But the next moment, the ugly monster in the mirror flashed in my mind, and I couldn't help but want to cover my face again with my hands.

"Tsk."

The delusional hands were firmly clamped, I saw a spark erupted above the blue fireworks, the white-haired young man bent over like this, and kissed me so hard that it was even painful.