The strongest scum after me

Recently, Shimizu Sakura always feels sleepy.

I don't know what's going on, Gojo Satoru, who used to have no interest in having children, has suddenly become active these days, pestering her whenever he has time.Sleeping very late for several days in a row, she could only use the daytime to catch up on sleep, Shimizu Sakura felt that she couldn't go on like this, this routine was too hellish, and she might not be able to hold on before the baby came.

Fortunately, Wujo Satoru was sent a mission by the magic world, and he needed to travel for two days.

So it was several days before Shimizu Sakura saw Xia Youjie again.

The last time she asked for a lottery was Sueyoshi. She felt that the meaning of the sign was not very good, and she anxiously wanted a better lottery, so she took the time to go to Sensoji Temple again.

When Xia Youjie heard about her intentions, he was surprised for a moment, and then laughed softly: "What if the lottery drawn this time is still not satisfactory?"

The meaning of ridicule is beyond words.

Shimizu Sakura said confidently, "Then I will smoke until I am satisfied."

She drew ten times in a row, and each time the lottery was [Big Ominous], Shimizu Sakura almost cried out: "As expected, being too greedy will not lead to good results, woo woo woo..."

Xia Youjie smiled and exchanged the [Daji] in his hand to her: "Will this make you feel better?"

She didn't accept the lottery he handed over, and shook her head like a rattle: "Mr. Xia, I was very embarrassed to accept the bell you gave me last time. How can I still accept your lottery?"

"They're all worthless things. To make you happy is to realize their greatest value." He said lightly, with a hint of coldness in his tone, his eyes fell on her wrist, "... …Didn’t you wear it today? A cherry blossom bell.”

Speaking of this, Shimizu Sakura became even more depressed.

That day... Although after saying that, Gojo Satoru quickly apologized and coaxed her.

But there seemed to be a lingering cloud in her heart.

【You misunderstood, I never liked foxes. 】

His cold and complicated expression when he said this was not fake.

But, how could he not like the little fox?

How could he not like the little fox?

That was their fondest memory since childhood.

Shimizu Sakura has always been simple, unable to hide her inner emotions, what she thinks directly hangs on her face.

Seeing her loss, the man in front of him tilted his head slightly, and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Is... what happened?"

"...It's nothing." In interpersonal communication, avoid superficial words. Although she knew that the other party's inquiry was well-intentioned, she still didn't plan to tell him every detail. My husband doesn't seem to like it."

When she said this, she smiled a little reluctantly.

[However... the little fox on the cherry blossom bell that Mr. Xia gave me is really similar to the one that Jie drew for me before. They are all black hair and purple eyes, and Jie's hair color and eye color are exactly the same—]

Shimizu Sakura was stunned.

……and many more.

Why did she subconsciously believe that the little fox and Jie have the same hair color and eye color?

The little foxes in the album and the bell have black hair and purple eyes, but Jie—her husband—has white hair and blue eyes.

Don't say it's exactly the same, it's not related at all.

Even Mr. Xia is more similar to Little Fox than Jie.

Shimizu Sakura raised her head suddenly, and she carefully looked at the man in front of her, with black hair and purple eyes, squinting and smiling like a fox.

She opened her eyes wide and froze in place, as if meeting him for the first time.

The dream about the little milk cat and the little fox she had that night was suddenly rummaged out from the corner of her memory.

In the dream, the little fox finally turned into the appearance of Mr. Xia.

She felt as if she had understood something subconsciously, and those unreasonable and subconsciously ignored places in her past memory were about to come out.

But she didn't dare to think about it anymore, she didn't dare to think about it any more, she vaguely felt that the part she ignored was not acceptable to her now, if she really remembered it, everything would be irreversible.

"I, I'm going back..." Shimizu Sakura turned around in a panic, and was about to leave when the man grabbed her wrist.

Seeing her panicked eyes, the long-haired young man was silent for a while, and stuffed something into her hand.

It was a slip of paper with an address on it, and an old key.

"If you want to know everything, go to the place where it is written on the paper."

"If you finally decide not to go..." He smiled, and there was a complex meaning in his smile that she couldn't understand, "It's fine not to go."

【I will just disappear and never come to disturb your life again. 】

Late spring of [-].

It has been ten years since Xia Youjie defected.

This year's cherry blossoms bloomed too early. Affected by the anti-spring cold wave, the cherry blossoms in Tokyo have already shown a decline. In about three or four days, they will completely wither.

Shimizu Sakura came to the very old house according to the address on the note. The pigeon trees on both sides of the street had new green branches. It is not difficult to imagine the appearance of the pavilion in midsummer.

The courtyard in front of the house is full of fallen leaves, a sign that no one has been there for a long time.

"Sakura sauce!" A woman with a child not far away saw her, and immediately waved her hand happily, "Do you remember me? I am Yumi, we used to play together when we were young! But since you and After Xia You moved away, I haven’t seen you for a long time. I haven’t heard from you, and I don’t know how you are doing... After careful calculation, it has been ten years? Sakura sauce is still as beautiful as before! "

Shimizu Sakura lowered her eyes and looked at the little girl beside the woman looking at her with big round eyes. She smiled: "Is this your daughter?"

"That's right." The woman bent down and patted the little girl's shoulder lightly, "Call me Auntie."

The little girl was a little shy in front of strangers, and whispered to her fingers: "...Hello, Auntie."

Shimizu Sakura bent down and gave her a candy: "Hello, kid."

"How time flies." The woman sighed, "In a blink of an eye we are all at the age where we will be called 'Auntie'."

"Yes." Shimizu Sakura said softly, "After all...it has been ten years."

She inserted the key into the lock and turned it gently, as if the sound of gears snapping could be heard clearly in her ears.

In an instant, time quickly flows back, reverses, and fades.

It's like being in a time machine that never turns back.

It was dusk when Gojo Satoru returned home.

The setting sun is melting gold, the twilight is in harmony, the afterglow of the setting sun hits the beige curtains, the shadows of the branches are reflected on it, swaying, the lights are not turned on in the room, and it is at the dividing line between day and night, everything is dizzy of.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly remembered that night ten years ago.

Under the night sky torn apart by thunder and lightning, she threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

— that was their beginning.

In fact, the scene today is not at all like that at that time, but he just has a premonition.

That kind of...a premonition that was already doomed in the dark.

Shimizu Sakura sat on the sofa, she seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, as if she had thought a lot while waiting for him, as if everything had been settled in her heart, so although she was a little tired at this moment, she still It is demure and gentle.

She looked up at him with a slight smile: "Wu, you're back."

This is the first time in ten years that she called him "Wu".

In the past ten years, he has imagined the scene of her calling him with a gentle and soft voice countless times, not as a false shadow of Jie, but "Wujo Satoru" itself.

But why, when this scene actually happened in front of him, he didn't feel happy?

Maybe because he knew it too.

When she thinks of everything, she needs to make a decision.

And he never wanted to think about the result of her choice.

Gojo Satoru stood in place like a statue.

He said, "You met Jay."

A declarative sentence is used.

"Yeah." Shimizu Sakura nodded and said calmly, "I've met Jie, Aunt Xia You and Uncle Xia You, and I remembered everything."

"That cherry blossom bell was also given to you by Jie."

"Yes."

"He is also the person you went out to meet these days."

"Correct."

"So?" he said, "What are you waiting for me at home to tell me?"

She opened her mouth, as if she had exhausted all her strength and it was difficult to say the next words. In the end, there was only one extremely short word——

"……sorry."

Wujo Wu's lips were tightly pursed, so cold that there was no upward arc: "I don't want to hear you say I'm sorry."

Shimizu Sakura smiled helplessly.

"... Wu, thank you." She was silent for a long time, and she said slowly, "I think about it now, these ten years are like a dream. Thank you for taking care of me, so that I, who should have been very unfortunate, became ten years old. Every day of the year is very happy. But...but, a dream is a dream, no matter how beautiful it is, you will wake up after all."

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it."

He didn't wear an eyepatch, and the broken hair hung down on his forehead, directly covering his blue eyes.

"Don't say it now...I still have to say it in the end. Compared with sending text messages or calling, I think it will be more sincere to say it in person."

"Sincerity?" He repeated the word, shaking his head slowly, "There is no need to lay out such nonsense. Are you trying to leave me by saying this?"

Shimizu Sakura didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.

Just this one glance, his heart is like a mirror.

The blood in his chest surged, Gojo Satoru almost tasted the blood in his throat, no matter how he avoided it, he had to face this reality - she chose to leave him, even if he was the one who saved her, even if he was the one who had been with her for ten years It was him, even though he was the one who took care of her all the time - after recovering her memory, she still chose to leave him without hesitation!

Realizing this fact, he almost went crazy: "Where are you going to leave me? Are you still planning to go back to Jay?! Even though he treats you like this, you still decide to be with him? Do you still love him?!"

Shimizu Sakura didn't answer him.

In fact, long ago, when she recalled everything at Xia You's house, she had seriously thought about this issue.

Ten years have passed, a long time is enough to dilute love and hate, as long as she wants, she can clearly maintain this kind of happy life, and can always live in the bubble of happiness.

Is she really going to hurt Gojo Wu, who has been with her for ten years, for Xia Youjie?

she does not know.

——Until she found Xia You's mother's dying words accidentally recorded on a home video tape in the corner.

In fact, Shimizu Sakura has always known that Xia You's mother must have preferred Xia Youjie over herself - of course this is not a mistake, it is natural to prefer her own child, and there is nothing to criticize too much.Xia You's mother can adopt her and give her a home, she is already very grateful.

She originally thought that Xia You's mother's last words before she died should be an expression of love or hatred for her son, or her incomprehension and grief at him killing her.But she didn't expect that at the last moment of her life, Xia You's mother repeated only one sentence to Xia Youjie intermittently——

She was begging Xia Youjie not to hurt Ying.

She knew that after Xia Youjie killed his relatives, there was a high probability that his next target would be Shimizu Sakura.

That's why at the end of my life, I left such a desperate statement.

It's really strange, this ordinary woman is neither a magician, nor has any special ability, she is not even a blood relative of Shimizu Sakura, but at the end of her life, she did not leave a word to her son, but repeatedly , desperately begging him not to hurt his daughter.

Yes, she really regarded her as her own daughter.

Shimizu Sakura thought.

Xia You and his wife probably planned to take pictures of the whole wedding process, but they were too busy during the preparations, so they forgot to turn off the camera, so that they gave Shimizu Sakura a chance to span ten years and catch a glimpse of her ten years ago. unknowable things.

It was also at this moment that she suddenly understood her choice.

She will never, never be able to be with Xia Youjie.

But she will never, ever be with Gojo Satoru.

Xia Youjie needs to pay for everything he has done, he has done so many wrong things, he must go to hell.

She will send him to hell herself, and then go down to accompany him.

But there's no need for Gojo Satoru to know about this.

Why let him know that she would rather die with Xia Youjie than live with him?

Even if it wasn't her own wish, she had already hurt him enough.

"I'm sorry." She could only say this, "I know it's too superficial to say I'm sorry, but we are going to be separated. I really hope that you can live happily every day in the future."

Gojo Satoru looked at her coldly: "I won't wish you happiness."

Shimizu Sakura smiled and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if you don't want to bless me. No matter what, I always hope that you can live happily and happily. As for what I owe you... I will find a way to make up for it. "

What does it mean to owe you?

What is trying to make up for it?

After ten years of love and companionship, the final result she came up with was "owing" and "making up"?

It's really a rational solution, like a program written in a computer, no more and no less, as if there is no need to have anything to do with him after the repayment, every word clearly shows that he is Ten years is a joke.

So ironic.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, like snow falling on the branches, which was about to shatter in the next second.

But he didn't let it shatter. Instead, he raised his eyelids, almost ruthlessly, and asked with a sneer, "Make it up? How do you plan to make it up?"

"You have the final say." Shimizu Sakura said, "As long as it is within my ability, I can do anything."

"What if I asked you to destroy the only thing your mother left you, the stuffed lamb?"

"can."

"There's also that picture album, and I can't keep it either."

"can."

He knew how much she cherished these two things, they could even be regarded as her spiritual support when she fell into darkness, but she agreed to his request to destroy these two things without batting an eye.

In order to draw a clear line with him, she was able to do this to this extent.

He was disheartened for a moment.

It’s as if the whole person is immersed in an ice cellar, and the heart is so cold that even the exhaled breath can freeze into frost in an instant, and it’s like a fire burning the heart, and every drop of blood in the heart must be burned dry before giving up .

Twisted and crazy thoughts were fermenting in his heart, rushing wildly into his blood, and he suddenly felt that he was wrong, outrageously wrong, and there was no need for him to discuss with her nicely—why should he care about her feelings?Why care about what she is saying and thinking, why care about what her real wish is?He is Wujo Wu, the strongest magician, and the head of the Wujo family!As long as he is willing, it is easy to destroy the entire magic world!Does it matter what she says?Does her feeling matter?Does her choice matter?He could just keep her forcibly, lock her up, lock her up, imprison her, deprive her of her freedom, let her conceive his child, give birth to a few of their babies, and make her world go from the present to the present In the end, only he exists, and all she can see in her eyes is him, and she has no choice but to love him and rely on him——

He can obviously do that, can't he?

...he could obviously do it.

Crazy thoughts are dormant in the corner of the heart like a poisonous snake, and they only need one opportunity to burst out completely, and there is no possibility of turning back.

He put his arms around her waist, with a pale smile on his face, he touched her face affectionately: "What if I say that the compensation I want is that you have to give me a child before I'm willing to let you go? "

Shimizu Sakura was silent for a few seconds, those clear eyes just looked into his eyes quietly: "Yes."

She agreed.

She has said yes.

So it can be implemented, right?So don't hesitate, right?Even if she really went to the irreversible step according to the idea in his mind, she can't blame him, right?

He lowered his head, held her wrist with one hand and pressed it against the pillow, and with the other hand lifted the skirt on her thigh, he bit her lip and rubbed it: "The last question, why did you promise me?" Asked to such an extent?"

Shimizu Sakura didn't look at him, she looked at the ceiling and said softly: "I am sorry for you, I am very grateful to you for so many years."

He froze, completely froze in place, like a sculpture condensed when a volcano erupted on the ancient wasteland, he would be lonely forever.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and smiled, as if he was in extreme pain, so much so that he could taste the blood rushing between his lips and teeth: "...So you just want to repay me?"

She didn't deny it.

He didn't speak, and put on her undergarments and skirts that he had just taken off one by one. The smile on his face was too pale and fragile, like a mask that was deliberately painted on: "You go."

"... Enlightenment?"

"The request I just made doesn't count, so go." His voice was low, hoarse as if it had been honed by gravel, revealing an extremely disheartened and dead air, "I only have one request, never From now on, don't appear in front of me again. I don't want to see you again, no matter how well you live. "

Shimizu Sakura stood on the spot for a long time, she seemed to think a lot, but also seemed to think nothing, then she smiled quietly: "Okay."

She agreed to his only request.

When she left quietly, she didn't even bring her luggage, so she walked quietly.

Gojo Satoru sat in the room for a long time, he actually didn't think about anything, he didn't deliberately think about her, and he didn't deliberately start to forget her, but the room was full of traces of her past life, which was as airtight as air. wrapped him up.

He sat in the room until night fell, and when the sky was filled with stars, he finally felt the passage of time.

He stood up unsteadily, and when he looked up, he saw the lights flowing outside the window. He suddenly remembered that Shimizu Sakura is so weak, so easy to be bullied, and there are too many bad people now. It would be very difficult for her to walk outside alone at this late hour Dangerous, what should she do if she encounters a bad person, what should she do if she is wronged, she doesn't seem to have a mobile phone, she will definitely cry in fear...

When Wujo Satoru realized that he had come out, he was standing under the street lamp, and there was no one around him, even the dim street lamp was silent, so silent.

There is no trace of Shimizu Sakura.

It dawned on him at this time that Shimizu Sakura recovered her memory and did not have a mental breakdown, so there is a high probability that her spell power has also recovered.

He smiled lightly.

By the way, she was a super magician before, so she didn't need his protection in the first place.

She no longer needs his protection.

Two weeks later, the news of Xia Youjie's death spread throughout the magic world.

Along with this news came the news of Shimizu Sakura's death.

People die like a lamp goes out, the turmoil of the outside world is unimportant, and the gossip is unimportant. Love and hate are all turned to dust, and everything is over.

everything is over.

In the late summer of [-], she died in the arms of another man.

They never saw each other again.