After being scummed by four men

He Zecheng bid farewell to the assistant supervisor politely, and walked towards the small village not far away.

"Huh—" He Zecheng breathed a sigh of relief, he must be cautious, cautious and cautious, and must not make mistakes, let the higher-ups seize the opportunity, and have a chance to embarrass Brother Wu, or worse, he did not make any mistakes. I have a chance to stand beside Brother Wu.

"I saw the falling of a star." Nanako stared blankly at the pair of light golden double pupils.

As a pair of huge jade hands raised the black sun disc, the sky darkened, and the icy blue river instantly covered the entire village, and then the black sun violently erupted with a burst of dazzling black flames, descending from the sky and rushing towards the earth .

The scene was magnificent and shocking, but Nanako was completely distracted by those eyes.

She watched the moment when those light golden double pupils burst into the black sun, all the light, all hopes and fantasies in those eyes were quickly extinguished, and then shattered.

Like a star that has cooled all sounds, it withers into pieces under irresistible despair.

Are we really doing this right?She stared blankly at He Zecheng whose eyes were darkened, thinking.

The moment He Zecheng killed all the villagers in the expanded field, there was a buzzing in He Zecheng's ears, and the picture in front of him flashed like a revolving lantern.

The laughter with the juniors and teachers, the squabbles with the classmates, and the lingering with the lovers, all go away quickly, like fading quickly.

Finally, Gojo Satoru's laughing voice rang in his ears:

"Sincere!"

He Zecheng felt his heart cool down for a moment, as if he was dead, and then he was dismembered into scattered pieces.

--Can not go back.

——I can’t go back to Brother Wu again.

Gojo Satoru woke up from a hangover, he scratched his head, and a few scenes from last night flashed through his mind.

It was the picture of Cheng kissing him passionately and longingly.

Gojo Satoru unconsciously twitched a smile.

Well, since Cheng misses me so much, I will reluctantly forgive him and reconcile with him first.

Wujo Wu walked out of the dormitory with high spirits, but he ran into Xia Youjie with an embarrassed face and Noctua Masada with a solemn face.

Ye Mo Zhengdao immediately said after seeing Gojo Wujo:

"Wu, I want to tell you some news, you must calm down after hearing it."

"Cheng, he defected."

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

Gojo Satoru began to look for He Zecheng like crazy.Except for the time to do tasks, he no longer rested, and spent all his spare time looking for He Zecheng.

One day, at the gate of the college, he ran into Xia Youjie who had returned from a mission.When the two passed by, he heard Xia Youjie say:

"Wu, don't look for it, so what if you find it, are you going to kill him?"

"I want to bring him back." Gojo Wu turned his head and said to Xia Youjie indifferently. His face, which was still a little baby fat, had visibly shrunk under the running around during this period, and his tight jaw line made him feel uncomfortable. He has a haggard feeling that he will collapse at any time.

"And don't just talk about me," Gojo Goujo raised his eyelids to look at him wearily, and said calmly, "You should try to do it yourself first."

Xia Youjie was speechless.

Xia Youjie was also frantically looking for He Zecheng during this time.

His strength was slightly inferior to that of Gojo Satoru, and it was even more difficult to travel like this, which made this tall and strong boy feel thin and thin.

The white shirt was hanging on him somewhat empty, his eyes that were always smiling and slightly squinted were drooping tiredly, and his originally curvaceous face became extraordinarily sharp and sharp because of the thinness.

Xia Youjie was silent for a while, turned and left without any further dissuasion.

Gojo Satoru is still looking for He Zecheng, chasing He Zecheng's trail with a kind of perseverance that makes people frightened and frightened.

This kind of crazy persistence that makes people feel hairy made the high-level dare not order Gojo Satoru to execute He Zecheng, and handed it over to Xia Youjie.

Gojo Satoru's expression became numb day by day, and just when he was about to lose his breath in despair, he met He Zecheng on the street.

They looked at each other in the crowd, and the noisy crowd instantly became a foil.

The sky wants to protect the birds, and the birds fly desperately to the sky.

But if the bird is shot down and loses its wings to fly to the sky, where should the sky find his bird?

Gojo Satoru looked at He Zecheng seriously.

He looked greedily at his lover.

Thin.He commented so.

He suffered where I couldn't see it.

And He Zecheng was also very excited to see him.

He Zecheng bit his lip, took a few quick breaths, shook his head lightly, and whimpered a few times, like a lost puppy who managed to find its owner.

Gojo Satoru couldn't bear it anymore, and one teleported to him.

He held up his face, rubbed it greedily and nostalgicly, but blurted out a painful question:

"Why kill?"

Yes, this short period of running around made Gojo Satoru mature rapidly in a cruel way.

He has realized that everyone is suffering for him.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for him, the strongest, to lead them to break through the darkness of the magic world and bring a glimmer of light to this decaying world.

In order to be able to attract more fellow travelers, they must not have taints, and only without taints can they walk side by side with Gojo Satoru all the time, so they have been and have been enduring the high-level difficulties!

But why, he woke up so late that he lost the person he loved the most?

Gojo Satoru hates himself!

In fact, he already knew very clearly in his heart that He Zecheng could no longer return to him, but he still had a glimmer of hope.

What if, sincerely, he has difficulties?

He might be able to defend himself.So they can be together again.

Gojo Satoru gently caressed his face with expectant fingers, but Kazawa Makoto said:

"Brother Wu, I'm sorry."

He Zecheng's eyes were red, but his clear light golden eyes looked so gray and gloomy at the moment. He looked at Gojo Satoru, full of despair and collapsed towards Gojo Satoru.

"No, it's not," Gojo Satoru gasped in surprise, "You must have some difficulties, right?"

"Tell me, Makoto!" Gojo Satoru grabbed He Zecheng's shoulder, gritted his teeth and stared at every change in his expression, "Tell me! Don't you believe me?"

Tears welled up in He Zecheng's eyes, and he trembled under Gojo Satoru's hands, saying "I'm sorry" repeatedly in a crying voice, but he didn't give a reason.

"Damn it!" Gojo Satoru roared, and hugged He Zecheng forcefully in his arms. He gritted his teeth, his expression was fierce, but a large amount of tears gushed out from his eyes covered by his sunglasses, and slid down to his chin, ticking. Ticks dripped on the clothes behind He Zecheng.

And He Zecheng seemed to have found Asuka's home, and seemed to realize that this meeting might be the last farewell. He leaned against Wujo Wu's chest, crying heartbreakingly, out of breath.

Gojo Satoru hugged him fiercely, but his arm was weakly trembling... trembling.

They came to the small apartment they used to frequent most.

They hurriedly kissed each other, doing the farewell thing, but to the trapped beast who had finally found its home.

Gojo Satoru fell on the soft carpet with his arms around him. He Zecheng reached out to take off his sunglasses, and slowly rubbed his sunken eye sockets with his fingers in distress.

"Brother Wu," He Zecheng raised his head, kissed his eye socket lightly, and said softly, "It's right here."

"I miss you so much, I can't wait."

Gojo Satoru hugged him, sat on the carpet, held his face and kissed him.

Both of them were crying non-stop, and each other's tears occasionally touched each other's hands and faces, which made the two farewell people cry even more sadly.

"Don't go, please, don't go." Wujou acted fiercely and eagerly, bowing his head in his ear like a baby, begging him constantly with a crying voice, "Cheng, I love you, don't go."

He Zecheng weakly grasped the arm that was supporting his face, and his body slid up uncontrollably. His face was blushing, and his eyes were full of spring, but he choked up with sobs. :

"Brother Wu, I don't want to go, I don't want to go."

"Then don't go." Gojo Satoru told lies that he didn't even believe, trying to deceive himself and others.

"Ha——" He Zecheng took a breath, then put his arms around Gojo Wu's neck, with an intoxicating chuckle on his face, "Then, I won't go."

"Always be with Brother Wu."

The two told lies that they didn't believe in each other, comforting each other and deceiving themselves, but the more they were like this, the more lies they told, the more clearly they realized the rift that cruelly separated them.

"Can not go back".

They tangled... all day.

Finally, Gojo Satoru lay quietly on the carpet with He Zecheng in his arms, and he said to He Zecheng:

"Cheng, do you know? In fact, I have already planned it."

"When all this is over, I will quit the magic world and no longer be a magician."

As he spoke, he kissed the hair of He Zecheng who was lying on his chest and quietly listening to him:

"At that time we can have a dog and a child."

"Just live a happy and ordinary life like this."

He Zecheng chuckled, trying to hide his sadness, and said softly:

"It turns out that Gojo-sama also has such an ordinary dream."

"I'm not some kind of Gojo-sama, nor a godson." Gojo Satoru raised his face, the blue eyes staring at him were full of deep blue, which made him look extremely affectionate, "I just love You, a fool named Gojo Satoru."

However, He Zecheng heard his hint, Gojo Satoru couldn't take it anymore, he wanted to quit the magic world, and never cared about these shitty things.

He Zecheng just smiled softly, caressed his face gently, looked at Gojo Satoru's expectant eyes, and said softly:

"Brother Wu, everyone is waiting for you."

"What about you, Makoto?" Gojo Satoru bit his lip, put his hand on Kazawa Makoto to caress his face, and stared at him closely, with tears flickering in those blue eyes.

"I just want you."

"Why, why can't such a small wish be fulfilled for me?"

He Zecheng's smile gradually became forced, and in the end he just had tears in his eyes, and realized Gojo:

"Sleep, Brother Wu, it won't be hard when you fall asleep."

Gojo Satoru whimpered aggrievedly, bowed his head and kissed him fiercely.

"Brother Wu, don't worry," He Zecheng said intermittently during this sad kiss, with tears streaming down his cheeks, "I will always watch over you, and I won't let you be alone."

"Cheng!" Gojo Satoru cried and called him, He Zecheng wiped his tears with messy hands, and the two kissed each other until they were tired before falling asleep.

When Wujo Wu woke up, He Zecheng had already left.

He sat up and found that there seemed to be something in his hand, he looked down:

It's a black chocker.

"Sincerity!" Wutiao Wu choked up, then grabbed the chocker, tightly covered his eyes, and cried loudly.

On October 2007, 10, Gojo Satoru cried like a child in his and Kazawa Makoto's love nest. This was the most embarrassing day in his life.

The weather is getting colder, and it will be winter in a few days.

Xia Youjie, who had just finished the task, with a numb face, a lighted cigarette in one hand, and a pocket in the other, strolled casually on this sparsely populated street.

After I came back from enlightenment a while ago, I suddenly seemed to be a different person. I no longer wore sunglasses. Instead, my eyes were wounded and wrapped in layers of bandages.

"He found Cheng." Xia Youjie came to this conclusion.

And was rejected.

Although this was not what Xia Youjie expected, he still couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"I want to see him again."

I want to see if he is doing well and if he has been wronged.

Xia Youjie walked forward casually while thinking, and before he knew it, he came to a park.

Because it is a working day, the park is quiet and there are not many people.

Xia Youjie raised his head lazily and tiredly, and saw an unexpected person.

He was stunned.

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