The strongest scum after me

In the next few days, Gojo Satoru did not come to her again.

Not by day, not by night.

They didn't even say a few words.

In front of everyone on weekdays, their relationship is not very warm at all, not as close as other childhood sweethearts who grew up, so even if they don't communicate much, everyone will not feel strange.No one seems to be aware of the stiff and indifferent relationship between them, except Jia Ruozi.

To be precise, it was his unilateral cold relationship.

The trip organized by the school is ostensibly a graduation trip, but for them, the future pillars of the conjuration world, it is impossible not to hurry up and train. It's all physical training.

In the past, Wujo Wu's partner was Xia Youjie. There was no way, his strength was too strong. Except for the equally powerful Xia Youjie, others might not be able to last three seconds against him.

However, for some reason today, Gojo Satoru did not come to the training ground, so the teacher had to mess them up and reassign them.A few days ago, Shimizu Sakura's partners were all smugglers. After the confusion and re-match, her partner today happened to be Xia Youjie whose former partner was not present.

Shimizu Sakura began to feel a little uncomfortable today, and the faint pain in her abdomen became more and more intense, probably because she noticed her excessively pale face, the tall boy with a ball head did not start training immediately after the assignment, but instead After looking at her for a while, he suddenly said, "Student Qing Shui, are you feeling alright?"

Shimizu Sakura shook her head, and just about to speak, the increasingly severe pain in her abdomen caused her to fall to her knees in an instant, with cold sweat all over her body, and white snowflakes in front of her eyes.

"Sakura sauce!"

"Shimizu-kun!"

"Is Sakura-senpai alright?!"

"cherry!"

The sudden situation attracted the attention of everyone present. Xia Youjie's face changed suddenly when they saw her collapsed on the ground. The teachers and classmates also sent a series of worried inquiries, and even planned to send her to the hospital directly.

Shimizu Sakura was a little embarrassed, and quickly refused - she just had inertial pain every month during her menstrual holiday, she would be fine if she took a rest, and going to the hospital would not help much - but her classmates and teachers didn't know about this problem on her body. Question, seeing her refusal to go to the hospital, they all showed disapproval expressions, and the imaginative students even worried that she was suffering from some disease and did not want to be discovered by teachers and classmates, so they refused to go to the hospital.

The scene was at a stalemate for a while, and when Shimizu Sakura didn't know how to explain, Xia Youjie suddenly stepped forward and hugged her: "Don't worry, everyone, continue training, I will take Shimizu to rest first."

Xia Youjie left the training ground, but he didn't lead her to the infirmary, but sent her to her own room. He went out for a while, and brought her a hot water bottle and painkillers when he came back.

Shimizu Sakura was a little confused holding the hot water bottle, Xia Youjun is obviously a boy, why would he know so much about what a girl needs during menstruation... No, the point is that she didn't say anything, why did he know that today is her special period?

"Although I don't know much about it, I heard that drinking hot water is better at such a time."

he said softly.

You leaned on the bed, hesitated slightly after hearing the words, and took the water glass from him.

The touch is pleasant and the temperature is just right.

In fact, facing this situation, Qingshuiying was a little bit embarrassed, but Xia Youjie's frank and gentle appearance never asked her any sensitive and embarrassing questions from the beginning to the end, so that the shred of embarrassment remaining in her heart was also lost. Dispelled by the temperature touched by the fingertips.

"Thank you, Mr. Xia You." She took a sip of the warm water, held the glass in both hands, and thanked again, "Thank you."

"You seem to be like that to everyone."

"……what?"

"Very polite. A little help will make you keep saying thank you, as if you are always afraid of troublesome others." He said, "No matter how uncomfortable motion sickness is, don't say no matter how painful your period is, you are used to bearing everything by yourself I heard some rumors by chance, and the classmates around me thought that you were a girl who was spoiled by your parents and shouldn't be so patient."

……is that so?

It turns out that in other people's hearts, she will be pampered and grown up by her parents.

Perhaps it was the accumulated emotions in the past few days, or the long-term depression that made her eyes suddenly a little sore.

"Xia Youjun, my parents passed away when I was eight years old."

Xia Youjie watched her quietly, not surprised: "Sorry."

"It's nothing, it's been a long time." She shook her head, "They lost their lives for me to protect me. Not just my parents... Xia Youjun, don't be nice to me. Someone said when I was young, my father It was because my mother was so kind to me that she ended up in such a miserable end."

"Who said that?"

he asks.

Shimizu Sakura was slightly taken aback, not understanding why he would ask this.

"Are you an idiot, Shimizu Sakura? Do you believe what an idiot can say?"

His words were very rude, and even his expression turned a little cold.But he didn't seem to be blaming her, but more like a close friend or a brother who was slightly older than her, telling her not to care about other people's malicious remarks.

That sense of familiarity made Shimizu Sakura a little dazed, almost unable to tell whether she was in reality or in a dream.

She didn't speak, because she suddenly remembered that this scene seemed familiar, as if someone had answered her with the same attitude a long time ago.

"Who said that?! Do you believe this kind of nonsense?!" The boy's angry and violent voice echoed in her ears again, "I don't know if the person who treats you well will end badly, but I promise, Since he dares to say that! I will definitely make his end miserable!"

So it should be said that the two deserve to be "close friends", right?

Even the words that refuted her were surprisingly consistent.

For a moment, they all fell silent, and no one spoke again.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate.

[If you ask Mr. Xia You about the dream in this atmosphere... it shouldn't be offensive, right? 】

Shimizu Sakura thought.

His gaze was quiet and gentle, inexplicably giving her some confidence, she made up her mind, and just about to speak——

"Sorry—did I bother you?"

The sudden sound was both magnetic and clear.

Just the right way to break up the delicate atmosphere in the room.

What Shimizu Sakura originally wanted to say also broke in her throat.

She followed the reputation and looked over, and the slender young man wearing sunglasses leaning against the door was Gojo Satoru.

She didn't expect him to appear here suddenly, and she was a little surprised: "... Wu? Why are you here?"

"I heard that you are not feeling well, so of course I want to come and have a look." Seeing them all looking over at the same time, he twitched the corners of his mouth, making it impossible to ignore the smirk, "But it seems that I came at the wrong time , do you need me to avoid it and leave space for you?"

What does it mean?

Having said that, Gojo Satoru didn't have the slightest intention to "avoid", instead he walked in unceremoniously and handed her the things in his hand.

Pain relievers, warm water and hot water bottles.

Ah, that's right... Gojo Satoru remembered her menstrual period because she grew up with her.

But the current situation is really embarrassing. The things Gojo Satoru brought, warm water, painkillers, hot water bottle... exactly coincided with what Xia Youjie prepared for her.

As expected of best friends, they really have a good heart.

But... I have already taken painkillers, and it is impossible to take another one in a short time.

It also feels silly to hold a water glass in each hand at the same time.

But Gojo Satoru didn't seem to notice her predicament at all, his slender and powerful hand was holding the water glass and hovering in mid-air, he didn't intend to take it back.

Even if I have seen the water glass in her hand.

It seemed that he would maintain this position until she took the cup.

As if forcing her to choose one of the cups.

Xia Youjie's tone was light: "Wu, Qing Shui already has a cup in his hand."

"I see. So what?" Gojo Satoru turned to look at him, and said with a smile, "What are you holding on to the cold water?"

Xia Youjie also looked back at him with a smile: "Whether it's cold or not, Qing Shui should have the final say, right?"

The two were sitting and standing, but they both looked in the direction of Shimizu Sakura almost at the same time.

Holding the water glass prepared by Xia Youjie, she felt like she was sitting on pins and needles for a while, she didn't understand why the atmosphere suddenly became so strange, almost, almost... There was a sense of tension on the verge of daggers.

It seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that only a moment has passed.

Gojo Satoru didn't insist on handing her the water glass anymore, he just randomly pulled out a seat, sat down in front of her bed, and looked at Xia Youjie with a slight smile: "What are you talking about? If Jie wants to know about Sakura, you can You came to ask me? After all, we grew up together, and there is no one who knows anything about Sakura better than me."

"No need. If you want to know more, wouldn't it be more sincere for me to ask Shimizu-san personally?"

He responded nonchalantly.

"Sincerity?" Gojo Satoru repeated the word, and he seemed to find it very interesting, so he just smiled, "Ha, Jie and Sakura are classmates who have known each other for three years, and now they say 'sincerity' --It's too late?"

"Well, what Wu said makes sense." Xia Youjie pondered for a moment, then suddenly turned his gaze to Qingshui Ying, and his tone was sincere, "Does Qingshui think it's too late?"

Why does the topic revolve around her... The atmosphere is simply haunting.

And what does "sincerity" and "not too late" mean?

Are you worried that you will never have time to play together after graduation?

However, although there is not much time left to spend together in school, but...even if we leave school, are we still friends?

It is also possible to work together, but it is not that we will never contact each other again.

Shimizu Sakura was a little confused, she could only shake her head: "Well, it's not too late, there will be time in the future."

"Bam—"

The terrifying explosive force contained in the slender and powerful fingers caused the transparent glass to shatter and explode in an instant, accompanied by water droplets falling to the ground.

For a moment, the air seemed to be stagnant and quiet.

Bright red blood dripped from the wound on his right hand cut by glass shards, but he didn't care as if he didn't feel pain.

Gojo Gojo looked at the broken water glass, and said in a light tone, "Sorry. My hand slipped."