Is your best friend also a handsome white-haired guy with no face?

Xia Youjie opened his eyes in the darkness.

The summer sun shone faintly on his body through the leaves, and the bright golden spots seemed to be some kind of warm fragments, sprinkled on his body, warming the white shirt on his body.

So was the head lying on his chest.The white hair was fluffed like a cat taking a nap in the sun, the shade of the tree above his head was blown by the scorching summer wind, flickering spots of light drifted around his body, the heaviness full of body temperature and the sound of breathing Xia Youjie's own tranquility is isolated from the restless chirping of cicadas in summer.

Xia Youjie moved his unpressed left hand.

The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up, and the skin of the forearm was pierced on the lush lawn without any cover, and it was a little itchy.

The nose is full of the fresh smell of grass juice pressed by the bodies of the two, and the air temperature is a bit hot in midsummer.But Xia Youjie couldn't bear to push away the person who was clinging to him and pillowing his numb right arm.

He looked down at the slightly trembling snow-white eyelashes, listened to the long-lost sound of even breathing that was close at hand, and fell into silence.

Gojo Wu's chest was pressed tightly against his body, and the vigorous heartbeat hit Xia Youjie's heart through the breastbone and flesh, making a certain hidden corner of his heart sour.

Xia Youjie counted silently.

One, two, three...

Counting to 170 three o'clock, Gojo Satoru finally woke up leisurely as if he sensed his gaze.

The snow-white eyelashes trembled struggling, and finally opened those pupils reluctantly.Gojo Satoru hummed softly, arched his head against Xia Youjie's chest, turned over and buried his face in his friend's body, trying to escape the afternoon sun that penetrated his eyelids.

The warm and humid breath and cat-like movements wrinkled the white shirt on Xia Youjie's chest a lot, but Xia You didn't care at all, just raised his right hand that had just been released, and rubbed that coquettish snow-white head with the palm of his hand with a smile , and gently pushed him.

"Enlightenment." He called his name, the smile in his voice was a bit jerky at first, but soon disappeared, as natural as the once bright youth, "Wake up."

Reluctantly, Gojo Satoru nudged his shirt button again with his nose, and then raised his face from his chest. A pair of blue eyes stared at him from bottom to top, looking a little unhappy, as if he was asleep Some kind of fluffy creature.

"What are you doing, Jie." The white-haired boy put his arms around his neck, and said vaguely, "It's hard for me to skip class, of course I have to play enough!"

Xia Youjie knew that he was too lazy to move in the hot weather, so he simply slept on the lawn under the shade of a tree.

But he also knows how to tease Gojo Satoru's interest, so he suggested with a half-deliberate smile:

"Is it just for sleeping, don't you want popsicles and sodas? I remember there is still Xijiufu in the refrigerator in the dormitory."

Gojo Satoru stopped rubbing against his neck, trying to fall asleep again, raised his face, and his blue eyes lit up: "Yes!"

In fact, Xia Youjie didn't even know what was in the refrigerator in the dormitory.He's talking nonsense, but that's the way it is.Ten years later, during the three years of studying in a college, every bit of it is still clearly engraved in my memory.

While talking about the possibility of being caught by Teacher Noctua when going back to the dormitory now, Xia Youjie didn't bother to move around, sat up with Wujo Wu, leaned against the tree trunk and let out a registered one that would not trigger the enchantment inside the high school. The alarming spell spirit went to the vending machine to run errands, and leaned against his white-haired friend.

Gojo Satoru finally seemed to be awake now, not the sleepy look before.

He reached out and put on the sunglasses thrown on the grass next to him, covering his blue eyes that were shining brightly in the sun. He leaned against Xia Youjie with his shoulders, and it was not too hot to hold his arms close to him. Regardless of the messy white hair, he looked sideways at him, stared at him for several seconds, and murmured:

"Jay, it looks a little different today."

Xia Youjie's heart skipped a beat, but he still stretched out his hand to rub the back of his head and laughed:

"Have Wu slept too long today? There are indeed a lot of tasks recently, it's hard work."

Even the reverse spell couldn't eliminate fatigue.Gojo Satoru has too many tasks recently, relying on his own reversal technique, he can't even sleep much.Of course, the same is true for Xia Youjie. Ever since they were rated as special grades, there have been many tasks that only they can handle. This summer, the number of spell spirits has increased dramatically. The hard work involved cannot be described enough.

Of course, if I have to say it, Gojo Satoru should be the more tiring one.

He is stronger, so he needs to handle more tasks.

Today is a rare day off, Noctuid stopped dispatching missions and asked them to stay in school for theoretical classes.Naturally, Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu wouldn't miss this good opportunity, so they skipped class and came to this quiet and hard-to-find place for a day of leisure.

"Hmph, isn't Jie too." Wujo Wu stared at him for a moment, pushed the sunglasses to cover the eyes of the sky, reached out to grab the wave soda brought back by the curse spirit, and then childishly stuck out his tongue to touch the bottle mouth Glass Bead, took a sip of soda, swallowed it, and said vaguely, "Speaking of which, has Jie thought about what to do after graduation? Go home, or stay in school?"

"..."

Xia Youjie fell silent.

It's rare for Gojo Wujo to ask such a serious question, but Xia Youjie felt a bit of disobedience in his heart.

Gojo Satoru didn't care that he didn't answer, and continued to talk to himself:

"No matter how the old oranges at home object, I will definitely stay in school. It seems that being a teacher is not bad... Will Jie come with me?"

Will Jay come with me?

Gojo Satoru's smiling face is close at hand, but it seems to have become blurred.As if looking through a scratched glass, the scene in front of me became unreal.

Midsummer doesn't exist anymore.The scorching summer wind blowing on the face, the scattered golden sunshine, everything disappeared.

Including the person who never appeared in memory and asked him if he wanted to be together as a matter of course.

Xia Youjie sat there without moving.

He quietly held the chilled wave soda in his hand, the cold temperature against his palm, which should have been a comfortable coolness, but it reminded Xia Youjie of something.The blue soda inside the glass bottle is very similar to the blue aquariums I have seen before, and also like the sea surface of Okinawa under the sun.

He was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head, his eyes were empty, he didn't know how far away he was looking, his voice fell softly, almost talking to himself:

"No. Enlightenment has to walk this part of the road by himself."

—This is not my way.

When this idea appeared in his mind, it was as if a cherry blossom fell from Xia Youjie's eyes.

He closed his eyes, and everything around him suddenly shattered like a virtual image.

When he opened his eyes again, Xia Youjie found himself standing on the streets of Shinjuku.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and waited for him.Among the bustling crowd, the tall, white-haired boy was so conspicuous.He even forgot to put on the sunglasses that covered his six eyes, a pair of azure blue eyes that were different from ordinary people were exposed, but his expression was covered by the fallen forehead hair, Xia Youjie couldn't see clearly, but he seemed to be able to imagine him eyes.

A look I've never seen before.

"Jay, explain to me."*

Eyes tearing apart.The translucent blue irises were reddened like an illusion, and the dense red blood in the whites of the eyes vaguely revealed Gojo Satoru's torment.

Even if he didn't sleep for several days in order to protect Riko Amauchi and maintain the technique, Gojo Satoru never showed such a distressed expression.

At least Xia Youjie had never seen it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing at himself a little.

But he still said exactly the same words as he remembered.Seeing him anxious, wanting to redeem and intermingling with interrogation showing a little bewilderment, Xia Youjie's heart was still beating calmly and steadily.

What has been decided does not change.

But in any case, we have to come to see the last side.

"If you want to kill, just kill." He took a deep look at Gojo Satoru one last time, turned and walked into the crowd, ruthlessly deciding whether to face that person or himself, "Your choice is meaningful."*

The imaginary killing intent and attack did not come.But Xia Youjie still didn't look back, he didn't care anymore.

Where he couldn't see, Gojo Satoru behind him slowly withdrew Chi's opening gesture.

The white-haired boy squatted down on the walking path, put his head on his knees and fell silent, curled up in a ball.

The whole scene also suddenly shattered.

Xia Youjie stepped forward in the void, step by step, and finally closed his eyes, but he never looked back.

Opening his eyes again, he was startled by applause.

Xia Youjie looked indifferently at the strange crowd surrounding him.Men, women and children are all applauding, with the same smiling faces and the same movements, happily fulfilling their wish for rebirth and heading for bliss.

nausea.nausea.nausea.

A feeling more disgusting than devouring the rag-like curse rose from the bottom of Xia Youjie's heart, but he just endured it.

Until Gojo Satoru, who was also standing in the center of the crowd, looked at him.

The white-haired boy was holding the girl's body covered in a white cloth.The white cloth was stained with blood, and the jet-black braids and slender legs were hanging down from the lower end of the cloth and the boy's arms, which was terribly dazzling.

But what was more dazzling were those blue eyes that were brighter than sea water.

The white-haired boy covered in blood asked him, his lips opened and closed, reflected in Xia Youjie's pupils:

"Kill all these guys?" *

Xia Youjie just watched him finish speaking quietly, without agreeing or refuting.

Numerous spell spirits poured out from behind him, covering all the surrounding crowd like deformed shadows and demons.There were endless screams, blood splashed on the floor, and the blood dripped down, but Xia Youjie didn't say anything.

Xia Youjie just said:

"No, I'll be fine."

As these words fell, Gojo Satoru, who was holding Riko Tennei's body, was far away again, and then disappeared, leaving only Xia Youjie standing among the corpses on the ground.

Xia Youjie looked down at the blood rushing to his feet like a lake.

At the moment when the red color overflowed his soles, the surrounding scene suddenly shattered again.