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

Why did you choose to give up?

Even though he already had a premonition, Xia Youjie was still stunned when faced with this question.

For nothing else.Just because it was Gojo Satoru who asked this question.

The cursing master with long black hair looked deeply into those six blue eyes from a short distance.

Since the beginning of the Shibuya Incident... No, since he returned to the world and learned of the established "destiny" and the secrets of the world, Xia Youjie has never been exhausted except for the moments of dreaming.

It is not an easy task to change many things in one go and overthrow the net that has been laid out for thousands of years, and many details cannot be missed.In order to obtain the momentary distraction of Lisuo and create the necessary conditions to use the prison gate to seal him, Xia Youjie made countless plans and told many lies, facing Gojo Wu, facing Lisuo, and facing Wutiao Wu. he himself.

Those lies guided the trend of the situation, made it smooth, and successfully confuse the pursuit of realizing the ideal, but they couldn't hide from the six eyes that can see the world, and also ambiguous Xia Youjie's true heart.

Is the plan he proposed to Yansuo really just what he said to 99 Youji, just scaremongering?

"As expected of Wujou." Xia Youjie was silent for a few seconds, then sincerely smiled at Gojo Wujo, "I'm still so keen on these things. Indeed, if I want to, it's not impossible to change the world."

Even if there are many hidden dangers, even if you have to sacrifice yourself.

so what?Will Xia Youjie be afraid of becoming a container that absorbs the malice of all mankind?No, if he decides to use that method, he will eat Tianyuan without hesitation, use the vortex to extract the imprint of the undead spell on his body.

So what if the soul is polluted by the evils of this world, and what if the temperament changes drastically.As long as you lose consciousness forever and fall into an eternal deep sleep... Whenever the spirit foundation that liberates the maximum limit of the magic spell operation reaches the limit of suffering malice and collapses, the immortality spell from Tianyuan can use the characteristic of immortality Reconstruct his spirit foundation, and make his body information return to its original state again.At that time, his five senses were completely closed, perhaps he couldn't even feel the pain of the spirit base gradually being crushed by malice bit by bit.

The shortcomings caused by conditions such as Tianyuan's enchantment range, if you really think about it seriously, it's not that there are no solutions.

That's not something he needs to worry about.Someone will keep going to find the answer to this.

As the foundation of the new world, he will sleep in the Xingxing Palace, where Tianyuan used to be.Only when batches of non-artists with the qualifications of magicians are concentrated and reformed will they wake up.

And he was very sure that in the darkness, someone would hold his hand.

The warmth of that person's palm will make his soul keep that star point of self in an eternal, dark sleep full of boundless malice and filth.

And as the strongest, he will definitely stand in front of him and guard the world with him as the cornerstone.

The conjurer can blend into the crowd, and that person can also experience the life of ordinary people.There is no need to exorcise the curse spirit endlessly, and there is no need to walk alone on the road, watching the partners he cultivated and walking with fall one by one before him in this endless marathon.Even Tianyuan has been swallowed by him, that person no longer needs to be bound by the chains of fate, he will become a veritable strongest without any weakness, in the world that Xia Youjie's soul is watching, there is no one who can hurt anyone his stuff.

What a perfect new world.

Even if it is a waste of time, it is an ideal future.

But when he looked deeply into the azure blue in Gojo Satoru's eyes, all the unrealistic and yet so real illusions were shattered.

The white-haired man stood on the battlefield, surrounded by many companions and students.

Jiarui Glass, Nanami Jianren, Knotabagi Yuhito, Fuguro Megumi, Nagasaki Wild Rose, Otoko Yuta, Dog Curly Ridge... so many people gathered him in the center, and the white-haired youth stood among them, standing out from the crowd But like a fish in water.

These were people who trusted him and were dependable, intelligent, kind companions.

In the ten years since he left, Gojo Satoru never stopped.His white-haired friend strode forward with great strides, walked out of the bitter summer that Xia Youjie felt, cultivated many students, saved many talents, and worked hard under the rotten high-level rotten oranges to serve the new generation with great strength. The artisans of the world support a world where they can grow with peace of mind.

He obviously has the ability to kill all those who stand in his way, but he still earnestly accumulates strength, finds and cultivates companions, and tries to turn this disgusting world in Xia Youjie's eyes into a little bit by bit. better.

If anyone needs Xia Youjie's ideal the most, it must be Gojo Satoru.

The white-haired young man lives recklessly and hard-working, seemingly flamboyant and frivolous, but actually shoulders the weight of the sky and moves forward unremittingly.

Xia Youjie has always seen his posture.

It was a precious thing that Xia Youjie himself lost after Tiannei Lizi's death, so dazzling and familiar.

That is the confidence from the heart that can change the bright future of success.Gojo Satoru believes that one day he will be able to achieve the world he wants to see. Such a determined look, just like the moment when he said "We are the strongest" to him when he was a teenager, is as bright as the sun in midsummer It's so dazzling.

Xia Youjie had already lost such belief and mentality in that too hot summer.

Splashed with the blood of the inevitable sacrifice, he could no longer go back to that light, and could only stand in the shadows, observing this world where demons and monsters were rampant and people were cursed.

He was not sure whether his means would ultimately bring happiness or destruction to the world.

Will the world really become a better place because of the crazy thoughts of an undead?If there is an accident, he will implicate everyone, the pouring out of the evil in this world is a disaster that even Gojo Satoru cannot resist—no, it should be said that Gojo Satoru will be fine, but no matter how powerful he is, he is not a god and cannot be saved everyone.But even if all goes well, perhaps many magicians will not become happier.There are still many hidden dangers that need to be solved by them. The curse spirit will no longer appear, but there will always be struggles between people.After the disappearance of the greatest common foreign trouble, the magic spirit, the internal and external conflicts of the magicians will explode, and the complicated human nature will continue to struggle forever.

He would rather believe in what he can believe than in what is beyond his control.

"...What's wrong with handing over the path to the new world to those who are still alive?"

Xia Youjie laughed and said in a soft tone.

He squinted his eyes, straightened the cuffs of the monk's clothes that were blown by the wind, and asked Gojo Wu in a somewhat teasing tone.

His white-haired friend frowned when he heard the words, and bared his snow-white teeth as if feeling a toothache, and almost immediately saw through the part of his mouth that was wrong, and said unhappily:

"It's such a time, it's nice to say it, but it's telling the truth, Jie."

"I didn't lie to you." Xia Youjie chuckled a few times before replying, "Do you really want to hear the reason?"

"Don't be fooled. I'm getting impatient. Don't expect me to have patience with wanted men."

Gojo Satoru waved his fist at him threateningly, responded angrily to his inappropriate teasing, and even changed his nickname back to "I" when he was young. *

"Okay. Because I think it's good to leave it to Wu." Xia Youjie smiled, this time it was a sincere smile, as light as the sunshine in autumn, the temperature is not too hot, with the coolness of the autumn wind You and Ruan, and the trust of your partner that you haven't seen for many years, "Satoru will find a better way, won't you?"

Gojo Satoru looked at his smile, the layer of anger-like superficial emotion floating on his face was completely peeled off like expired paint, revealing the pale undertone.

He stared fixedly at Xia Youjie standing in front of the crack, without saying anything.

Xia Youjie met his blue eyes, but knew that he was looking for an answer.

So he went on.

He knew he had to give his final answer in this life.

It is different from the curse of love, and it is also different from the smiley, not sincere but helpless complaint when we parted last time.

That was the last meaning he could leave to Gojo Satoru.

"Enlightenment." Xia Youjie called out the name with the most special meaning in his life, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he just uttered words with a smile. There was no entrustment, no encouragement and expectation in the words, and some were just telling the truth sure.He said the same words when he said goodbye in Shinjuku that year, but the meaning was completely different, "If it was you, you must be able to do it."

Since it was the path chosen by Gojo Satoru, it must be meaningful.

Xia Youjie believes in this more than anyone in the world.

He himself can no longer tell whether the chosen path will lead to the right or wrong future.But if you realize it, you can definitely do it.

He stared quietly at Gojo Satoru.The fine hair of the white-haired young man was blown in the breeze, but his expression was as clean and silent as snow, covering up all the complicated emotions, like a real god.

But gods don't look at others with prayer-like eyes.

After saying these words, Xia Youjie was completely satisfied.

He knew it was farewell.The words I want to convey to this person have already been conveyed, even if I leave now, Xia You will not have any regrets.

But Gojo Satoru was still looking at him with that look.

"...Is there anything else you want to say to me, Jie?" He whispered, his slender white fingers hooked the black eye mask hanging around his neck and between the collar, bluer than the sky on a sunny day Staring at his eyes, his tone concealed a trace of grievance and sigh in the alienation, just like the teenager who dreamed of a beautiful dream in the classroom lunch break a few years ago but was awakened, "It's too much. I have to withdraw again If you leave, there must be a limit. At least, tell me, this 'dream' is about to wake up, right?"

pat.

The soap bubbles, reflecting the glimpses of countless wonderful possibilities, shattered lightly in the air and became small, dreamy fireworks.

Xia Youjie opened his eyes slightly.

Already found out.When was it discovered.When Ron Soo said that sentence?

The moment when the two looked at each other and turned back, and turned their heads away, was only a split second between the battles.The reddened ear roots that I glimpsed in a hurry may be due to anger, or it may be for something else.

It turned out to be really you.

After the vague premonition in his heart was confirmed, Xia Youjie only wanted to sigh.

But the next moment he couldn't help but want to smile, an urge he hadn't seen for many years.What soft feelings filled his empty and lonely heart like fluffy feathers, making the heavy and bitter heart feel light.

So it was really you, Wu.

Xia Youjie met those bright blue eyes and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm sorry." He stretched out his right hand to Gojo Satoru, his slender eyes curved slightly like deja vu, and the smile on his face spread like a subtle red, smiling like a teenager who was once teased by a close friend , It is also like the black-haired young man holding his broken arm who finally smiled sincerely at the world at that alley, "I should have told you earlier, Wu."

The years are doubled at this moment, and the scenes in the dream flashed through my mind.Those illusory intimacy became reality at this moment.

As long as it's you, it doesn't matter if it's a dream.

As long as the time in the dream is spent with the real you, then everything will no longer be fake, but will be endowed with real meaning and become a real, memorable memory.

And those feelings, whether in a dream or outside the dream, are not false.

They all understand that.

Whether it is a kiss or a lingering dream, it is not just a dream that we are in love, nor is it just a dream that we are in love.

because--

When I wake up from the dream, my heart is still beating faster, and I still feel that I love you very much.

And the person in the dream will go to see him when he wakes up. *

That is what they all miss very much, the only souvenir in their lives that cannot be given up.