After being scummed by four men

rustling...

Xia Youjie put his hands on top of He Zecheng's head, and the dark blue cassock on his body swayed slightly with his movements, rubbing against the jk uniform fabric on He Zecheng's body, making a rustling sound.

He Zecheng stared blankly at the front, the water vapor in his eyes condensed into tears and kept sliding down his cheeks, his rosy lips were slightly opened, and the moist and hot breath came out from between his lips and tongue.

"Xia Youjun, when will you send me to Xiaohui?" He Zecheng struggled to support the tree trunk with both hands, trying not to let himself be pushed up on the tree in embarrassment, his voice trembled, and there was a faint feeling in his heart fantasy.

"Why, are you unhappy with me?" Xia Youjie's eyes darkened, and he said this sentence with unclear emotions, and then he exerted a sudden force, causing He Zecheng to choke up silently.

He Zecheng didn't know that Xia Youjie never planned to send him away.

Long before Yuzhang Yuren and Fu Heihui decided to secretly send He Zecheng away, he had already started planning how to take He Zecheng away from Gojo Satoru.

"Xia Youjun, please, I..." He Zecheng begged hoarsely, his legs gave way and he almost fell to the ground, but was pulled back into his arms by Xia Youjie.

"Cheng, don't go to anyone's place! I won't allow it!" Xia Youjie said in a deep voice, holding his hand firmly, slowly but not refusing to take him into his arms, "Never mention others in front of me!"

"Cheng, I'm jealous, I'm jealous of everyone you miss, even if it's just a little bit of ordinary concern, I'll be jealous!" Xia Youjie buried his face in He Zecheng's neck, and there was an unconcealable viciousness in his words .

He Zecheng's heart was beating wildly and his breathing was short of breath. He closed his eyes tightly in fear, but he heard Xia Youjie's voice suddenly softened again, but it was more dry than soft.

"...I'm sorry," Xia Youjie said with a difficult tone, "I know, I know I'm not qualified, I'm not qualified to be with you."

He Zecheng felt tears wet the back of his neck, but Xia Youjie's actions became more and more fierce, making He Zecheng's eyes go black.

"Cheng, I can't bear to watch you with others, even though I know I'm not qualified." Xia Youjie said slowly with a hoarse voice, hugging He Zecheng fiercely, "I didn't know until I met you." , I have never been a righteous person—”

"I'm just a selfish ordinary person, I want you, I only want you!" Xia Youjie growled hoarsely in He Zecheng's ear, with a faint panic inside, which made He Zecheng feel sour and soft-hearted.

However, the lonely figure of a man with a scar on the corner of his mouth flashed in front of He Zecheng's eyes, which made his softened heart firm again. He Zecheng opened his mouth, wanting to refuse.

"Don't push me away, Cheng, absolutely don't push me away!" Xia Youjie interrupted He Zecheng, his tone was cruel and flustered, and he murmured in his ear like a prey whining, "Let me Make it up, Cheng, let me make it up to you."

"We can go back to the time when nothing happened at the beginning," Xia Youjie was suddenly excited as if he had found a life-saving straw, "You can think about it, let's go back to the beginning when!"

At the very beginning, when He Zecheng and Xia Youjie met in the park after defecting, one was ashen and lonely, simply longing for warmth, and the other looked haggard but was filled with pure joy for the reunion.

In the warm years that followed, those times when Xia Youjie took good care of him, the pure time when one person looked up and the other bowed his head shyly, that kind of time——

gone.

"Xia You-jun, no," He Zecheng couldn't tell what it was like, he closed his eyes, and said softly, "Xia You-jun, I'm sorry, our matter is over, so..."

"Let me go."

Xia Youjie paused, then gave a flustered and stiff smile, and said intermittently:

"Cheng, you, are you kidding, aren't you right now, right now, beside me, right in front of my eyes?"

"It's over, it's over, Mr. Xia You, please, please let go..." He Zecheng felt Xia Youjie's faint tendency to explode again, and begged urgently.

Xia Youjie held He Zecheng in his arms, and didn't move for a while, quietly as if falling asleep.

Missed it?Xia Youjie thought in a daze.

Really miss it?Xia Youjie felt his mind go blank, and his crazy thoughts rushed into him in an instant.

To lose sincerity forever, in fact, there is no chance to make up for it?

Xia Youjie watched from a spectator's perspective as he pushed the blond young man onto the tree again, seeing his panicked and complicated expression, and the cries of mad laughter echoed in his heart.

"No, Mr. Xia You! Please!" He Zecheng helplessly supported the rough bark, tremblingly begging for mercy.

However, Xia Youjie didn't respond in any way, but covered him again with a kind of cold and sharp despair.

"Gojo-kun, you've worked hard!" The assistant supervisor scratched his head and shouted to Gojo Satoru, who walked away with his head held high and his face like an old man.

Wutiao Wuli ignored him, walked away with restless steps.

He had a heart-to-heart talk with Jie just now... This is a rare opportunity for Jie, who is always dishonest, what a rare opportunity!Let the high-level group of rotten oranges get mixed up.

Everyone calls me, is there no one in the magic world?Gojo Satoru held the back of his head in his hands irritably, and strode towards the high school.

Just when he was regretting that the opportunity to talk with Jie was ruined, a small detail in his memory flew out of his memory and unfolded in front of his eyes——

While chatting with him, Xia Youjie checked his phone frequently.

Gojo Satoru muttered in dissatisfaction:

"Didn't you say to talk to me, Jie? Really, you actually ignored me."

Xia Youjie raised his head and looked at him helplessly:

"They're all teachers now, Wu, you should always be concerned about whether your class time is up or not?"

When Gojo Wu heard the words, his guilty eyes turned wildly:

"Oh, that's right, haha, let's see, Jie."

Xia Youjie scrutinized him up and down, until his hair blew up, and then he said suspiciously:

"Wu, don't you think you can have class whenever you want?"

Having said that, Xia Youjie seemed to be imagining the appearance of the moth Zhengdao jumping into a rage, Gojo Satoru immediately jumped up like a cat that had been trampled on a sore foot:

"No! I... it's just that I should go when I happen to be going!"

After finishing Gojo Satoru, he nodded his head:

"Well! That's right! That's it!"

Xia Youjie looked at him and smiled helplessly, then looked at his phone again.

Memories so far.

"Mobile phone..." Wujo Wu's eyes were slightly empty, and he murmured unconsciously, but after saying this, Wujo Wu's expression became gloomy, and he let go of the hand holding the back of his head.

"Almost, I was tricked by you, Jie." The corners of Wujo Satoru's lips that were often raised were also tinged with a hint of coldness.

Xia Youjie did not show any flaws, but as his close friend and the person who is most familiar with Xia Youjie in the world, Gojo Satoru still felt something subtle.

Xia Youjie was a little too diligent about attending class.

He who never agreed with Gojo Satoru to educate the younger generation to change the magic world, would he be so active?

So what makes Xia Youjie so positive?

"Sincerity!" Gojo Satoru clenched his fists, and the blood vessels on the back of his hands instantly bulged from fair to somewhat pale skin.

"Jie, do you still want to fight me?"

In the woods outside Gaozhuan, Xia Youjie left He Zecheng, his eyes drooped, and he landed on the crystals falling on the grass leaves on the grass, and then fell behind He Zecheng, soaked instantly skirt.

Xia Youjie also blushed a little, feeling that he had gone too far. After turning his head slightly, he hugged He Zecheng. He was about to walk out of the woods when he heard Gojo Satoru's low growl suppressing his anger:

"Jay! Come out!"

Xia Youjie hugged He Zecheng and paused in place.

Xia Youjie raised his head, and saw Gojo Wu with his hands in his pockets, his head slightly lowered, and his whole body floating in the air by the no-lower-limit technique.

"Come out——!" Gojo Satoru smashed the surrounding trees up to his waist with one hand of "Cang". There was madness in his voice, and it seemed that he was really angry.

Xia Youjie's face was calm. He also expected that Gojo Satoru might find out, and he didn't plan to hide it.

He wanted to make it clear to Gojo Satoru who Makoto belonged to, so he walked out holding He Zecheng blankly.

Noctua Masamori was talking about He Zecheng in the office with Jiarui Nitzi. The two were talking about He Zecheng's injury after being burned by his own technique that day, talking about He Zecheng's technique, and then heard There was a "boom--" outside.

The two were stunned for a moment, and looked out the window, only to see Gojo Wu's iconic white-haired blindfold, Xia Youjie's cassock, and the flying curse spirit.

Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie fought at the entrance of the High School.

The principal's office is far away from the college entrance, but the playground where the students usually go to class is closer.

So the students had already realized that Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie started fighting.

Kunzhang Youren felt anxious, and ran directly to the entrance of the high school, dialing Fu Heihui's number while running.

Not long after Fu Heihui picked up Tsumiki, she received a call from Knotabazu Yuhito:

"Fuhei! Come and help! Wutiao teacher and Xia You teacher are fighting! Nissan doesn't know where it is yet! I..."

Before Yu Zhang Yuren finished speaking, Fu Heihui, who heard that the two special grades were fighting, decided to rush to the high school now.

He has known Gojo Satoru since he was a child, so he might be able to persuade him. More importantly, there is Brother He Ze, who has been imprisoned for a month. He still doesn't know what happened.

So he said to Tsumiki:

"I'll go out for a while, brother He Ze has an accident, I have to go and have a look."

Fu Heihui quickly put on his shoes, frowning and was about to go out the door. At this moment, the strange man who had been sitting on the sofa like a puppet stood up, and Fu Heihui was stunned.

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Played too much, I will make up for the rest of the chapter orz