After being scummed by four men

The morning sun shines through the thin curtains, and the whole room is shrouded in a halo of tranquility.

He Zecheng was still sleeping, and Gojo Satoru next to him was also still sleeping.Gojo Satoru tightly wrapped He Zecheng in his arms like an octopus, making He Zecheng frown in his sleep.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside the bedroom, waking them up:

"Nissan~Nissan~ Are you still up? It's time to eat."

Before He Zecheng could answer, the door was pushed open a small gap.

He Zecheng was taken aback, and quickly covered Wujo Wu with the quilt.

Gojo Satoru, who was scratching his hair impatiently, was blindfolded: "Oh!"

"Nissan~" Youren Zaizai, who peeked in through the crack of the door, his eyes lit up, "You're up, Nissan, I still want to wake you up."

He Zecheng was half leaning on the bed, tense all over, feeling the five dishonest hands under the quilt, and reluctantly smiled at Youruhito:

"Thank you Youren, I need to change clothes now, can Youren go out and wait for me?"

Youren Zai Zai obediently closed the door and went out.

As soon as the door was closed, He Zecheng immediately changed his expression. He blushed and knocked off the hand that was pinching on his chest, then jumped out of the bed and said viciously:

"Five Enlightenments!"

The quilt slid down slightly, revealing a pair of cat-like sly blue eyes, those eyes with thick snow-white eyelashes blinked innocently, as if he hadn't done anything just now.

He Zecheng ruthlessly pulled the stealing cat out of the quilt: "You hurry up, lest Youren come in and see you again later."

"So ruthless~" Gojo Satoru reluctantly got up and put on his clothes, then leaned into He Zecheng's ear and whispered, "Obviously last night..."

Gojo Satoru's voice became softer as he spoke, but He Zecheng heard the words behind him clearly and hit him angrily.

Gojo Satoru put his arms around his waist with a smile, put his forehead against his forehead affectionately, then lowered his head and kissed him lingeringly, and staggered towards the window while kissing.

He Zecheng also wrapped his arms around his neck, raised his head and kissed back, and the two kissed all the way to the window.

Gojo Satoru was squatting on the window, holding the leg of his sunglasses with his right hand and turning them around, and said to He Zecheng with a smile: "The grading exam will be held next month, are you nervous?"

August is almost over, and when September comes, Gojo Satoru and his freshmen will have to re-evaluate.

At present, everyone is a second-level conjurer, and then rated as a first-class conjurer.

Conjurers need to be recommended for level assessment, and Noctua Zhengdao intends to recommend them all, but he got stuck with He Zecheng.

Because of the impenetrable protection of Gojo Satoru and the others, the higher-ups have not been able to kill He Zecheng smoothly, so they want to move their minds on the grade examination.

They asked to test He Zecheng himself.

Thinking of this troublesome matter, He Zecheng sighed: "It's okay, it's useless to be nervous anyway."

Gojo Satoru held his face and kissed him, his eyes were full of youthful spirit and jerky tenderness:

"Don't worry, I will protect you no matter what."

He Zecheng also kissed him, and said with a light smile, "I know, I won't be afraid."

"I'm going downstairs." After saying that, He Zecheng turned around to leave, but was pulled back, Gojo Satoru kissed him while kneeling on the window sill.

The two of them got together this holiday, and when they kissed, they became more and more tired. The kiss was deep and slow, as if they were about to go off the rails.

At this time, there was another knock on the door: "Nissan~Nissan~ Are you alright?"

Gojo Satoru, who was in high spirits and was pushed away again, became irritable. He broke down and pulled his messy white hair:

"Damn it! Why is it always you!!"

Before the assessment in September, Ye Mo Zhengdao took Xia Youjie and Nitzi to negotiate with the higher-ups.

He Zecheng was not easy to show up because he was the person involved, and Gojo Satoru went to the meeting because of bad mouth and was left behind.

The two stayed in the lounge, and Gojo Satoru, who had always been dishonest, naturally started to make trouble.

Gojo Satoru was wearing sunglasses, and pinched the back of He Zecheng's neck with the corner of his mouth curled up. He Zecheng was forced to sit on him with a blushing face.

He Zecheng felt that hand pinching the back of his neck lightly and sometimes heavily, Wujo Satoru's strength was well grasped, and the muscles in the back of the neck felt a comfortable sense of relaxation, but the fingertips sank into the deep and shallow skin. The ambiguity made him too ashamed to open his eyes.

Squeezing and pinching, Wujo Wu's six eyes suddenly saw the approaching mantra, he knew that the teacher and the others had returned, and he should let go of He Zecheng at this time.

But he didn't let go or remind He Zecheng.

Gojo Satoru felt a kind of excitement rushing up from his subconscious quickly, and his movements of pinching the back of He Zecheng's neck became more ambiguous and teasing, and He Zecheng couldn't bear the pinch, so he blushed and fell limp in his arms.

At this time, Ye Mozheng said that they had already reached the door, and the sound of the leather shoes stepping on the floor was heard by He Zecheng, who was already in a daze. He Zecheng wanted to get up immediately, but a big hand grabbed his belt and came back. , nailing him firmly to Gojo Satoru, unable to move.

He Zecheng twisted his body in panic and tried to break free. Gojo Satoru couldn't see his expression clearly because he was wearing sunglasses, but he curled his mouth, holding He Zecheng's waist with one hand, and pinching He Zecheng skillfully with the other hand. The neck made He Zecheng struggle in vain, unable to use any strength.

at this time.

click...

The sound of the door lock scraping against the door frame sounded, and the first person to walk in was Xia Youjie who frowned.

Seeing their sitting posture, Xia Youjie froze with an irritable expression, and stayed at the door, clenching his fists unconsciously.

Xia Youjie felt that his heart was being squeezed and squeezed until it was twisted and deformed, sore and stuffy.

He Zecheng was so ashamed that he couldn't help himself, and buried his face in Gojo Goku's arms like covering his ears and stealing the bell. Feeling Gojo Gojo's chest shaking from his suppressed laughter, he pinched his waist hard with his hands in anger.

Afterwards, Noctuma Zhengdao and Jiarui Nizi who walked in were also stunned.

However, Nitzu just froze for a moment, and then showed an expression of "it's true", as if he had expected it, and Nitzi gave Gojo Satoru a meaningful look. Gojo Satoru saw it, shook his white-haired head, and smiled smugly.

Ye Mozheng was stunned for a while, then his expression returned to calm, and then he walked out of the lounge calmly under the eyes of the students who didn't know why, and came back anxiously within a minute.

"Is it true?!" Noctua Moth Zhengdao's incredible voice echoed in the lounge.

Wujo Wujo tilted his head back on the sofa and burst out laughing.

Nitrate turned her head to snicker, not letting Noctuma Zhengdao see her expression, and save some face for the poor teacher.

Xia Youjie's originally depressed mood was also swept away by Ye Mozhengdao's rare and funny performance. Because he was the teacher, he clenched his fist with his hand, pressed it to his lips, and smiled restrainedly.His slender and long eyebrows stretched towards his temples along with his curved fox eyes, like lotus leaves in a pond gently rolling their leaves with the wind, graceful and moving.

Seeing that everyone's attention was finally not on him, He Zecheng also heaved a sigh of relief at this moment, and smiled against Wujo Wu's chest.

In this way, Gojo Goto and He Zecheng's underground love was exposed by Gojo Goto's whim and premeditated actions.

With the help of Gojo Satoru and others, He Zecheng's rating test passed without any risk. When He Zecheng was changed to the level of conjurer, the faces of the senior executives were extremely stiff and blue, and they were also annoyed by Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie. A run on the land.

Time flies, and the full sweetness Gojo Satoru felt at the beginning gradually fades into a bitter emptiness.

"Unsatisfied, regretful, wanting everything, not just simply getting it."

Can gods get greedy too?

Greed is craving without satisfaction, always trying to make things perfect.

If it is human greed, they will decorate their lives with beauty, collect jewelry, and chase fame and fortune.

What if it's God's greed?

—He wants a believer, a believer who is full of heart and eye, and belongs to him completely.

He is not allowed to serve other gods, and he is forced to give him his own mark, blatantly announcing to everyone that this is his family member, and scaring away all the ghosts and monsters who covet his belongings.

Gojo Satoru hasn't marked his followers as his own.

In October 2005, when the second semester of the college had just started, Xia Youjie took two boys who were about to become juniors to visit the college.

Two boys, one is serious, has a typical western face, blond hair and blue eyes, named Nanami Jianren, the other is lively and cute, with big black eyes that are particularly attractive to sight, black hair, with a small cut, named Haibara Yu .

When Xia Youjie was introducing the school to two future juniors, he suddenly backed away after he had just walked around a corner.

Whether it was intentional or not, he stopped in front of the two of them, just blocking the way behind them.

Xia Youjie smiled apologetically at the two of them: "Sorry, I remember the wrong way, there is nothing to see here, let's go to the other side."

"Okay, okay!" Hui Yuanxiong didn't notice it, and replied very lively. He looked very innocent, and he was the kind that Xia Youjie would have a crush on, unlike He Zecheng, who always kept things hidden. secret.

Jianren Qihai glanced at Xia Youjie nonchalantly, as if he felt something was wrong, but he didn't bother to ask, and nodded.

So the three left together.

Xia Youjie led the way with a smile in front of the two, but his heart was beating violently in his chest. As the heart contracted, he seemed to feel the blood rushing from the heart, and a large amount of blood rushed to his neck, chest and limbs.

His brain uncontrollably recalled the picture he saw just now:

The blond boy was lying on the gray-white stone table. He turned his head to look at Xia Youjie. It was unknown whether it was the damp sleepiness accumulated in the light golden double pupils, or the calm divinity like a lake.

The buttons on his placket were gradually undone, and the white shirt was rolled and spread to the sides like peeled skin, revealing the warm red flowers blooming from the lower abdomen to the collarbone.

His toes dangling in the air trembled slightly, but his hand was covering his mouth. There was a kind of religious "no declaration" holiness, which took away Xia Youjie's soul.

But after Xia Youjie left, on the stone table behind this corner, Gojo Wu forcefully removed He Zecheng's hand covering his mouth.

When He Zecheng slowly recovered from the intense dizziness, what he saw was Gojo Satoru's dim eyes.

The weather was not good at this time, the sky was a large piece of obscure blue-gray clouds, which slowly gathered under the gaze of He Zecheng, which seemed to be about to come.

And Gojo Satoru, who was watching him, had extremely bright and vigorous blue eyes, which also turned dark and dark under the gloomy sky at this moment, and finally those silver strands also condensed into large black clouds.

"Why do you have to endure it?" He Zecheng heard Gojo Satoru ask softly, the clear voice was inexplicably dangerous, and there was a faint condescending indifference surging, like a shark crouching under the deep blue sea, quietly Waiting for prey.

He Zecheng didn't know what kind of nerve Wujo Wu was going through. He stared blankly at Wujo Wu for a while, and then said nonchalantly:

"Brother Wu..."

He Zecheng hadn't called him that for a long time, and when he was called so dependent suddenly, Gojo Satoru was discouraged, and he couldn't say what he wanted to question.

Wujo Wu lowered his head and pecked him hard on the lips: "Forget it, I'll let you go this time."

After Xia Youjie saw off Qihai Jianren and Hui Yuanxiong who came to visit, he stood at the school gate and played with his mobile phone for a while, and then he heard someone calling him:

"Jay!"

It's Nitro who went out to play and came back.

As the only user of the curative reversal spell in the magic world, Nitzi is destined to stay in the rear to be protected and confined in one place forever after graduation.

The student days are the last time for Nitro to be free, so Nitro often goes out to play when he has free time. Teacher Noctua also knows this, so he never restrains Nitro.

"Jie, are the two you sent away just now future students of the high school?" Nitzi walked towards Xia Youjie carrying a large bag of things, Xia Youjie quickly put away his phone and took the things from Nitzi .

Nitro was not polite to his friends at all, and dumped all of them to Xia Youjie. Xia Youjie smiled very good-naturedly, which made Nitro feel quite emotional: "You guys are really very attractive to women."

"If I realized it, I would help me if I took him, but before I take it, I think I will get a bad mouth first and get beaten up."

"Enlighten him." Xia Youjie laughed when he heard Nitro's hypothesis, "After all, he is Wujo Wujou."

This reason is simply bullshit.

"Just leave him alone." Nitro rolled his eyes, then looked at Xia Youjie curiously and said, "By the way, Jie, what did you do to Cheng, why do I feel that he is avoiding you a little bit? "

Nitro is very sensitive as a woman. He Zecheng is afraid that the clever Xia Youjie will find out the secret of his technique, so he always walks around Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie also thought that He Zecheng was hiding something, and had been secretly observing He Zecheng, but he had found nothing, and without conclusive evidence, it was hard for him to say anything to Niatz.

So Xia Youjie just smiled helplessly: "Why must I do something to him, not what he did to me."

"Because squinting eyes doesn't look like a good person."

"..." Xia Youjie, who likes to squint his fox eyes, took a deep breath, waved the shopping bag in his hand, and threatened with a smile, "Throw it all away, Nitro."

Nitrate snorted disdainfully, signaling him to do whatever he wanted, Xia Youjie could only smile helplessly as if he had succumbed.

"Don't change the subject for me," Nitzi took out a thin women's cigarette and lit it. The sparks were flickering and the smoke was lingering. She was obviously the same age as Xia Youjie, but she seemed surprisingly mature. She had a cigarette in her mouth , and said slowly, "I said you guy, not only is he avoiding you, but you are also avoiding him."

"Don't say you don't, I don't believe that Xia Youjie can't do anything if he wants to get close to someone." Niatzi said as he glanced at him through the rising smoke ring.

Xia Youjie didn't say anything, he just sent Nitro back to the dormitory. Before leaving, Nitro said to him:

"I don't know what you're messing with, but sometimes, it's as simple as trying to untangle something, and that's to sit down and have a good talk."

Xia Youjie felt that he was suffering and couldn't express it, so he could only nod and nod again, but Nitrozi said again:

"Xia Youjie, I don't know if you know that you look more mature and reliable than Wu, but you are actually more childish than Wu."

Xia Youjie smiled, although he was still perfunctory, but he spoke very gently: "Is this out of a woman's affection?"

Nitro snuffed out the cigarette butt, and glanced at him lightly: "Don't give me a hippie smile, I'm serious."

"Simply understand complicated things and complicate simple things, isn't that what children who haven't grown up will do?"

"I didn't do that either." Xia Youjie became less confident in himself under the guidance of Glass.

"Then go and have a good talk with Hecheng."

"Oh, Nitro, you don't understand."

"Then have you talked to Wu?"

"It's impossible to say."

"Jay, what are you messing with?"

"Glass, no, really not." Xia Youjie smiled distressedly, and he didn't know why, but Nitro just decided that he was making a fuss,

"Xia Youjie, if you don't change your temper, you will regret it sooner or later." Glass sighed.

Xia Youjie was driven away by his friend's deep love and protection.

Xia Youjie returned to the dormitory after a lot of work. Just as he entered the door, his phone rang with a "ding". He took out his phone to check the news...

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Sorry, I wanted to thank the little angels who airdropped the moonstone, but my mobile phone was confiscated, and I don’t know where the moonstone is on the webpage....(Dementia