After breaking up with 5T5, I took the summer oil line

"Didn't you say that it's not appropriate to call names based on the relationship between us?"

In fact, Momozawa is not a person who is very good at stabbing others with words. She doesn't like to embarrass anyone with repeated questions and rebuttals, and she doesn't want to use excessive words to retort Gojo Satoru.

In her opinion, her ex-boyfriend just hasn't recognized the reality, and probably thought she was throwing a tantrum or something. She can understand, but it doesn't prevent her from getting angry. Saying such things is just to make him sober and realize It's just the fact that they've broken up.

But such a rhetorical question hurt Gojo Satoru more easily than any interrogation.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, Momozawa retaliated what he said, but hurt him so easily.

But after all, didn't he say it himself?That's what he said to Momozawa that night.

No matter how uncomfortable she was already at that time, with tears streaming down her cheeks, and for the sake of his own comfort, she could vent her anger and say such a request, let her call him Wutiao.

This was proposed by him himself, so what reason is there to retract it now?When she hears this sentence, will she feel as uncomfortable as he does now?

Gojo Satoru didn't know, but the blue pupils seemed to be shattered for a moment, and he blinked in disbelief, his eyelashes trembled, and the fear surged up from the bottom of his heart and was suppressed. He took a few deep breaths, and looked away from Momozawaka Moving away from her body, she wanted to calm down like this, but saw the clothes she was wearing again.

Yellow and blue, printed with LOVE Ryota.

Thousands of words were stuck in her throat, Gojo Satoru only raised his finger and pointed at her clothes: "What is this?"

Momozawa lowered her eyelids, suppressing the emotions in her eyes, unwilling to look at the expression of the boy in front of her, and said truthfully: "Supporting clothes."

"Why are you wearing it?"

"Of course because I want to support Ryota."

Momozawa is very proud of her willingness to answer this far, but Gojo Satoru still refuses to let go, digging to the bottom, and wants to ask a question that has no answer at all: "Why should you support him?"

He asked this, staring at the displeased girlfriend with pursed lips in front of him, thinking that she had never been so frankly unhappy in front of him before. It was undeniable that at this time he was actually a little jealous, and he was also a little uncontrollable.

Why can't you wear clothes like LOVE Satoru?I didn't wear it when I was dating him, what does it mean to wear other people's clothes now after we broke up? Is it to anger him on purpose?

"Oh..." Momozawa sighed, and didn't want to answer him again.Because her answer will only be what friends think, and I also find it very interesting.

And he will definitely ask what is interesting, such an answer without a standard answer, and then continue by asking.

Maybe she would be happy to spend time with him like this before, but now she doesn't want to.

So she shook her head resolutely, and instead of following him, she said in a business-like manner: "Sorry, Wujo, I may have said that too much. But why do you keep asking me about Liangta? "

"Forcing? Is this a forced question?" Wutiao Wu raised his eyebrows in surprise, his face full of disbelief, like a wounded cat, looking at her pitifully and accusing her, "And you, you call me Wutiao, but you call me Wutiao. Ryota, you two aren't even classmates, are you?"

"Indeed..." Tao Zexiang didn't deny it, and responded to his mild accusation. At this moment, she was indeed a bit soft-hearted, but she was quickly suppressed by her, "However, Ryota and I can be regarded as the same school. But I and Wujo, what are you in the strict sense? We don’t even go to school in the same place, and after stripping off the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend, what right do you have to ask me like this?”

"Xiangxiang—"

The brown-haired girl interrupted her, emphatically: "Momozawa."

Wujo Wu pretended not to hear: "No, I will call you Xiangxiang!"

Knowing that there is no point in arguing like this, Momozawa simply ignored him, she pursed her lips, and said bluntly: "Wujo, what else do you need, if you just come to ask me these things, I will leave."

Her eyes were scorching, and her expression was helpless, but that ice-like expression unexpectedly melted a little at this moment.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru looked at her, as if she felt that she would agree with whatever he said, pampering and forgiving him as usual.

But he knew it wasn't, yes, she said at the beginning that she broke up with him and wanted to have nothing to do with him forever, how could she indulge him like this again.

But when she showed this expression before, she would forgive him...

Under such an intertwining of illusion and reality, for some reason, he seemed to calm down. Momozawa could clearly feel the change in his whole body, and all the anger and unwillingness were withdrawn in an instant. She can't even see it now. He's emotional.

"Hey, I've never said such a thing before, it feels so shameful."

As he said this, he seemed to be smiling calmly, not knowing what he was laughing at.

But the smile was beautiful, he straightened up, distanced himself from Momozawa, his sunglasses slid down slightly, revealing his eyes that seemed to contain the sky and the universe, the sky dyed red by the setting sun was reflected behind him, but his tone Qingqing: "But, I still have to say, I don't want to break up with Xiangxiang."

Contrary to the smile on his face, Momozawa frowned slightly: "Can the words be withdrawn?"

"Maybe it's okay too?" He answered her rhetorical question with a frivolous response, but restrained himself before more impatience and anger appeared on Momozawa Kaka's face, he blinked his eyes, straightened his attitude, and the smile gradually disappeared from his face , he became very calm, put all his emotions under this calmness, and calmly explained, "I'm serious, Xiangxiang, I regret it now, I shouldn't say you are boring, Xiangxiang, I was wrong .”

He seems to have really worked hard. Although it is in this tone, it is probably his limit to be willing to say that he regrets it.

At this moment, Momozawa thought, almost to forgive him for this apology.Because she knew Wujo Satoru very well, and knowing that he was willing to do this, he had really reached the limit of what he could do.

If it was possible, she really wanted to just agree to him and reconcile as before.

But still not.

"No..." She finally lowered her eyelids, not looking at the boy in front of her, not wanting to look at him with broken eyes, trying to hide all her emotions, just refusing.

"is it?"

Gojo Satoru seemed to have expected such an answer from her, so he just let out a breath, lowered his head slightly, as if trying to suppress his depression, while still nodding relaxedly, with no anger on his face, he only asked a question that could almost be called a slap in the face. Heart question: "Xiangxiang just had a heartbeat, right? Can you tell me why you rejected me again?"

Momozawa Xiang was disturbed by him for a moment.But she calmed down quickly, moved her lips, shifted her gaze for a moment, and finally told the truth.

"Because this is not a child's play, and I don't want my previous words to become like a joke. How can there be anything in this world that you can withdraw when you say you regret it? Besides, it's been half a month, come again Don't you think it's too late to redeem?"

"Well, I was wrong, it was too late, I always thought that Xiangxiang was throwing a temper tantrum, but after all, I was naive, right? But Xiangxiang, don't you even give me a chance to redeem yourself? You can't give me ?"

As he said this, he bent down slightly again and approached Tao Zexiang, and suddenly laughed, the expression he used to show after the two of them had a small temper: "Please, Xiangxiang, don't reject me again."

When he said that, his voice was soft, like a cat coquettishly.While speaking, his fingers rubbed against her fingertips little by little, hooking her fingers and shaking them gently.

Momozawa looked at Gojo Satoru, she didn't realize that her pupils were trembling, she was hesitating, her throat was trembling up and down, she wanted to say something, her intuition and emotion told her that she might give it a chance, but reason told her no .

Because as early as the beginning, some secret hopes hidden in the corner of her heart were completely shattered, extinguished, turned into ashes and fell to nowhere, she pulled her hand away, unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru did not pull her hard , she took her fingers away from his hand with a slight twitch.

Momozawa didn't notice this little detail, she just stepped back step by step, keeping a distance from him, just like that Christmas Eve.

When she looked at him, tears welled up in her eyes again, but only a little bit, and she would not let it fall. She bit her lip, trying to make a mocking smile but couldn't. In the end, she could only look at him with a frown, asking : "No, Wu, can my boredom be changed because of your plea?"

To be honest, after realizing that what she said was serious, he was willing to come to Yokohama to save her. To bear his temper and act like a baby at this time is probably the hardest he can do.

What's more, he did seem to have been waiting for her for a long time, and his attitude was very sincere, but for some reason, Momozawa couldn't forgive him.

Because her heart had already fallen to the bottom, she looked at the white-haired boy in front of her. He was still so good-looking, and he was still the most beautiful person she had ever seen in her life. I am afraid that when such a face approached her, she would My heart would still be beating uncontrollably.However, it was very difficult for her to love him like that again.

The endless waiting, the endless boredom, the thoughtful but not taken seriously gift has taught her a heavy lesson, she can no longer believe his words, and it seems that he doesn't believe her words very much either.

Today he said that he would change and get back together, but she didn't change. She is still the kind of person who makes boring dating plans. What's the use of getting back together tomorrow?

The tension of losing something would just disappear from him, and when he turned to look at her, he felt that she was bored again.

Momozawa understood this almost endless spiral long ago, and she didn't want to go any further. No matter what Gojo Satoru said, she could only shake her head.

Or in other words, she was afraid that what he would say or do would shake her heart, so she would almost definitely put an end to this relationship.

"I think it's useless to talk too much. If we had known this would be the end, maybe it would be better if we didn't meet each other and not have a close friendship. Even, maybe it would be better not to let me meet Wu."

If you don't know each other, don't have close friends, don't see each other, and don't associate, Gojo Satoru will always be like the first time she saw him, thrown into a dark, bloody hell that smells so thick and sticky, and breaks through all the light, like The beginning of all novels such as the hero saving the beauty is so dazzling, shocking, and unforgettable for a lifetime, and she will also be a very good episode in the other party's long and wonderful life.

A passing girl who was not bad looking, who understood his heart and gave him a lot of desserts.

Instead of letting the rift that gradually emerged after the relationship eat away their initial impression of each other step by step, and after breaking up, they have to entangle with each other because of habit and reluctance to kill the remaining love step by step.

Momozawa can still clearly recall the first meeting with Gojo Satoru, but finds that she can no longer get back the throbbing.

She laughed at herself, but saw Gojo Satoru frowned during her speech, he opened his mouth to say something, Momozawa thought he probably wanted to explain again, but she was no longer in such a good mood to listen to him up.

Because she is afraid that he will soften his heart when he hears it, that he will repeat the same mistakes, and that after reunion, he will call him boring and go to the same ending again. It’s just that there will be more boring repetitions than now. She is not willing to become a toy that can be recycled to pass the time. .

So, Momozawa took one last look at the white-haired boy in front of her with those brown eyes, and turned around without hesitation. For some reason, she didn't want to hear a word from him at this moment, wishing she could disappear immediately.

But Gojo Satoru, who was left behind by her, didn't want her to leave like this, and rushed to grab her arm, Momozawaxiang was just an ordinary person after all.

Even though she tried so hard to walk quickly that she ran away, Gojo Satoru could still follow her easily.

But the moment his fingertips touched Momozawa Kawasaki, a sudden change occurred.

A change aimed at the entire world, but only happened to Momozawa Kawasaki.

Maybe many clips flashed back in front of my eyes, grotesque and colorful, like a movie fast-forwarded hundreds of times.

Whose scarf was thrown aside before it was woven, which movie screen ended before it went dark, where the fireworks fell before it started to go off, the sun sank, it was dark, and someone laughed in front of her , the expression disappeared in an instant.

Momozawa felt very cold, but suddenly it was very hot. The waiting in front of the amusement park before was nothing in this acceleration. The intimacy once was just a blink of an eye at this moment, and the dessert shop door opened countless times It closed again, and finally stopped at the moment of slight shaking.

After everything was silent, there were very loud voices, the scenery of the winter evening and the classmates walking in twos and threes along the road disappeared from her eyes together with Gojo Satoru. Momozawaka refocused her eyes, but she could only see the In the dessert cabinet, there is only one tiramisu left.

She blinked, suddenly felt horrified by the sudden change in front of her and for some inexplicable reasons, straightened up, a tear fell from her eye socket inexplicably.

"pat..."

When it landed on the tiles, there was only an inaudible sound, drowned in the loud voices and faint background music celebrating Christmas.