I lost my memory after making a lifetime promise with 5t5

Because today Wutiao Wu was taken away by Nu Lianglu, Xia Youjie was also addicted to reading, and without the fuss of the two troubled children, Ye Mozheng was doing his own lovely mantra, and felt the beauty of life from the bottom of his heart.

Unfortunately, at night, the ringing of a phone deprived this rare tranquility.

Using Wutiao Wutiao's limited experience when he entered the game, Ye Mo Zhengdao finally hung up the call smoothly.

Later, according to the request of the other end, he decided to give Xia Youjie more care and love to help minors grow up healthily.

When the other students of the Conjuration College were happily enjoying the nightlife, an angry shout resounded through the college, "Xia-you-jie-".

Thanks to the loud voice of the maddened Night Moth Zhengdao and the secret publicity of a close friend afterwards, it didn't take long for Xia Youjie's double-recognized titles of "evil cult leader" and "magic writer" to spread throughout the high school. , and through the successive students of the college, there is a faint tendency to expand towards the entire magic world.

Xia Youjie originally planned to be autistic for a few days, but just as he was lying on the bed in the dormitory, trying to straighten out his thoughts, he heard the guy outside the door beating his door like a drum.

He endures.

Then the guy outside the door intensified: "Jie, be open-minded. After all, you were seen by Teacher Ye Moth when your skirt was lifted. Is there another time? A more exciting future is waiting for you!"

Nuliang Luyi and Jiaru Nitzi, who were also standing outside the door, heard the heavy footsteps inside, and moved away from the door by coincidence.

Sure enough, as soon as Xia Youjie, who loves fighting skills, opened the door, he kicked straight towards Wujo Wu's heart.

How about giving him such a wonderful future?

When Xia Youjie finally calmed down, the four-person group of first-year college students sat down around a square table.

"Jie, at least you have become famous, and you have taken the first step forward." Nuliang Luyi comforted Xia Youjie earnestly. Although the direction of fame is a bit crooked, it is still fame.

Wutiao Wu, who was originally Xi Shi holding his heart and humming, heard Nuliang Luyi's words, directly covered his stomach, hung himself on Nuliang Luyi, and couldn't straighten his waist with laughter: "Although he made his debut in the form of a joke... ..."

Nuliang Luyi hurriedly covered Wujou's mouth, and pushed Xia Youjie back to his seat, who was about to pull away again, and finally saved their dormitory.

"Jie, do you know what the problem is this time?" Nuliang Luyi forcibly turned the topic back to the right path.

Xia Youjie ate the spicy potato chips, and his long and narrow eyes drooped slightly, obviously thinking about this issue.

"There's something wrong with his head."

As a normal person, Jiarui Nizi, who read Xia Youjie's article, made a strong condemnation.

"That's not very pertinent." Nu Lianglu handed the Japanese Criminal Code to Xia Youjie, "Xia You just lacks this."

"Philosophy books can enlighten your life direction, but applied books are also necessary." Nu Lianglu laughed when he heard the big white cat leaning on his shoulder, and immediately called his name, "I understand that you too, you can't be blind to the law! "

Gojo Satoru, who was legally blind when he saw Xia Youjie startled and laughed wildly, could no longer laugh.

Seeing that Xia Youjie was thinking, Nuliang Luyi gave Xia Youjie a series of numbers, which were the contact information of high-level government officials who disliked the existing magic world.

Nuliang Luyi cheered for Xia Youjie, and hung the carrot in front of Xia Youjie:

"As long as there is government support, you can establish an exclusive forum for conjurers, and you can say whatever you want in it. Once your book is written, although it cannot be read by ordinary people, hundreds of copies will be printed to achieve the goal of conjuration. It’s still okay for a magician to have a copy.”

"Since I have the title of missionary and literary practitioner on my back, why not let that title come true!"

Nu Liang Lu Yi's golden eyes seemed to hide endless hope, which made Xia Youjie's faith that had been shaken by the storm once again firm.

After thinking about the bright future, Xia Youjie finally accepted the phone contact method.

"Are you so supportive of Xia You's righteousness?" Before each of them entered the dormitory, Jia Ru Niuzi couldn't help but uttered this question.

Nu Lianglu smiled: "Jie is finding his own way now, but you don't have to worry, after all, as long as we are together as a group of four, we are the strongest!"

So, now just need to trust each other.

As a first-year college student, Xia Youjie, who had no human resources, didn't know where to start.

Although it is certain that he will become a super magician, it would be too presumptuous for him to negotiate with the government department alone.

Before contacting the other party, he needs to let the other party see his chips.

After several small meetings called by Luyi Nura,

Gojo Satoru provided the contact information of some conjurers through his own channels, some of them were conjurers whose family members were plotted against, and had feuds with Lao Juzi, there were female conjurers who were dissatisfied with the marriage requirements, and there were also conjurers with perverted personalities. Heterogeneous...

As a healer who has contact with many conjurers, Jia Ruozi also provides resources for many non-family conjurers who are excluded and have to direct dangerous tasks all the time.

After convincing one person, the speed of the second person joining is also much faster, followed by the third person, and the fourth person...

Because the base of conjurers was still too small, Xia Youjie's recruiting speed couldn't grow as fast as snowballing, but without the knowledge of the high-level conjurers, everything was on the right track anyway.

Almost in the blink of an eye, it went from late autumn to winter.

"Jie, have you lost your appetite recently?" Gojo Satoru waved at Xia Youjie, who had rushed back from the world. Even though he was wearing thick winter clothes now, Liuyan still keenly noticed that Xia Youjie had lost weight. Some.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with the doctor's medicine?" Jiarui Niuzi made a reasonable guess, "Xiayou, do you still need antidiarrheal medicine?"

Xia Youjie shook his head.

Since the appearance of Dr. Ali and Conan led to the collapse of the belief that ordinary people are weak, now his belief that conjurers are strong is also constantly collapsing.

During these days, he has seen too many conflicts among magicians.

Even if the curse will not be born from malice like ordinary people, this does not mean that the conjurer will not generate malice.

The more he looked at it, the more he felt that his previous ideas were wrong.

Some despicable magicians are not worthy to be his companions, let alone be called strong.

Snow has already started to fall on the magic college located in the mountainous area, and soon the sky and the earth were dyed a vast silvery white, regardless of each other, just like the good and evil, the strong and the weak in Xia Youjie's mind.

In such a snowy day, Xia Youjie couldn't help asking his companions for help: "Is my righteousness wrong?"

In the first half of the semester before the junior high school, Nuliang Lu Yiyou took many vicious tasks on his shoulders. At the same time, the pill developed by Dr. A Li also greatly relieved Xia Youjie's pressure. Therefore, even after reading a lot of philosophy books, Xia Youjie You Jie still firmly believes in his righteousness.

But when he took that step and opened his eyes to see the entire dirty and terrifying magic world, the boy's kind and clear belief could not help but waver.

"Water is impermanent, and strength is relative." Nuliang Luyi, as the only person in the college who supports Xia Youjie's righteousness, of course has the first right to speak, "There are weak people among magicians and ordinary people."

"Since you want to decide to protect the weak, then do it," Nuliang Luyi expressed his belief with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, "to protect those weak, whether they are magicians or ordinary people!"

The weak objects protected by the Nuliang Group are not limited to weak monsters. Since Edo, the dark side of the city has been guarded for hundreds of years, and the Nuliang Group has protected countless people.

This is the morality of the Nuragumi.

Gojo Satoru felt overwhelmed when he heard these big principles going around.

He raised his hand and shouted loudly: "I know how to solve this problem. Although Diva is a conjurer, she is weak!!"

Nu Lianglu raised the wooden knife, even though the space in the room was a little narrow, he still practiced the most basic chopping movements as before.

"Jie, this is my point of view. You just need to listen to it. You still have to walk your own way."

Everyone's path does not have to be the same, but she believes that everyone will eventually reach the same goal.

"You're young!" Nuliang Luyi gave a thumbs up to his younger brother, who was still suffering from a second-grade middle school illness, showing his support as an older sister.

"Future great philosophers, come on~" Jia Ruozi lazily held a cup of tea, enjoying the kotatsu, which was the end of this meeting, "Tomorrow is going to be a holiday, what are your plans?"

Because there are more tasks in the college in summer, the college has almost no summer vacation, and the vacation is piled up in the winter vacation.

At the beginning of December, most college students can go home and lie down.

When it comes to holidays, all the students present can't help showing real smiles.

Among them, Gojo Satoru was the most excited.

"Of course I have important plans!" Wujo Wu held up Xia Youjie's calendar, triumphantly made a circle on December 12th, jumped onto the short table, and looked down at all living beings triumphantly with absolute height advantage, "You all have to hold a sixteenth birthday celebration for the honorable Gojo-sama!!!"

If Gojo Satoru's hints and harassment in the past were circuitous, this time Gojo Satoru simply made it clear.

No matter what he said before, they ignored him, and they didn't express at all.

How stupid! !

But for the sake of everyone being his classmates, Gojo Satoru decided to be tolerant and generous to give them another chance.

Gojo Satoru, who considers himself the most popular good-looking guy, has no sense of being rejected, holds up the calendar high and looks at his classmates expectantly.

Then, there was a dead silence.

As a superb acting school, I entered the glass, so I just pretended not to hear it.

Xia Youjie lowered his head and replied to the message in his hand: "I made an agreement with my family, I have to go back to my hometown, I don't have time."

Gojo Satoru was shocked by the bleak reality and his eyes widened.

After thinking about it, he understood the good intentions of his classmate!

This is an opportunity for him and the cute one by one!

What a clever man he is!

"Yiyi!" Holding up the calendar, he almost caught Nura Luyi's eyes.

Nuliang Luyi hesitated strangely: "It depends on the situation? You should also go back to your home in Kyoto. The exam in January is too close. I will go all out to prepare for the exam."

"Don't worry, even if I don't come, the birthday present will definitely be delivered." Luyi Nuliang said seriously, trying to appease the furious Gojo Satoru.

Directly ignoring An Ge Ji, Nuliang Luyi put forward an effective suggestion: "Ask Miss Mingming, as long as you have enough money, it will be fine!"

The three-year-old boy Wujo Wutiao was so angry that he rolled on the ground and kept kicking his legs: "No! Don't! I don't want to find Old Orange for my birthday!"

But his reward is only a few wagashi from Nuliang Luyi's friendly sponsorship, and a sentence of "Don't go to (bully) Hui!"

Gojo Satoru, who was seen through by Nu Lianglu, squatted down in a corner, hugged his legs tightly, and performed what is called "a big pile of anger".

However, after he was quiet, the topic of the room completely eliminated him, and directly changed to what to eat for the New Year.

How can you do this!

It was the first time celebrating a birthday with a classmate, and Gojo Satoru, who had been looking forward to it several months in advance, only felt that his heart was like the ice and snow world outside the window, which was refreshing.

In the end, the angry big cat slammed the door angrily and left: "Even without you, I can still have a lot of fun!"

He can!

Afterwards, he called a group of younger generations of the Gojo family to make good preparations for his birthday, to make the honorable Gojo Satoru happy, and to make those bad guys who didn't accompany him on his birthday feel envious and regretful!

On November 12th.

Even though he played games all night last night, Gojo Satoru woke up early in the morning.

Shaking his sleep-knotted hair, Gojo Satoru opened the door as quickly as possible, and poked his head out excitedly.

But apart from the Wutiao family, there was no one he was looking forward to.

Looking at the time, Wujo Wu consciously understood the truth - his classmates must not have woken up, and they will definitely come over later!

That being the case, Gojo Satoru lay back on the warm bed, quietly waiting for the students to appear.

After another two hours, he pushed open the door again uncontrollably, and there were several juniors from the Wujo family:

"Master Wu, are you awake? Do you want to eat?

"We have arranged all kinds of sweets for Mr. Wu, as well as the chef from the flower planter, which will definitely satisfy Mr. Wu!"

Hearing the delicious food, Gojo Satoru should have been very happy.

After all, these juniors of the Wutiao family accurately identified his preferences.

However, this time he didn't seem so happy.

After eating a few casual bites, Wujou stared at the group message on his phone, but there was silence inside, not even a birthday greeting, which undoubtedly made Wujou feel a little more stuffy and his appetite even worse.

How could they do this!

He is going to make a fuss! ! !

If they don't come over, can't he go over?

Just when Gojo Satoru was stepping on clogs aggressively, planning to go back to his room to change clothes, and then kill to find his classmates, the Gojo family's barrier alarm rang harshly.

The Wutiao family, which was like a pool of still water, boiled up, and the magicians of each Wutiao family stuck their heads out, looking in horror at the huge dragon-shaped curse spirit hovering over the Wutiao family.

"Super class!!! It's super class!!! How could the super class curse spirit suddenly invade the Wutiao family?"

"Wu, what are you still doing there?"

"Hurry up and get rid of him!!"

Completely ignoring the domineering orders of those old oranges, Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and showed his first smile of the day.

The mighty rainbow dragon tore open the barrier of Wutiao's family, and then landed in the courtyard of Wutiao's family, letting down the three magicians in ordinary clothes on it.

Wearing furry earmuffs, the housekeeper rubbed his hands in the cold: "This place is too out of the way, and there is no navigation. Fortunately, I posted a lot of warm babies, and Lu Yi's memory is not bad, so I pointed out the right one. Let Xia You's curse spirit fly for a long time and find you."

Xia Youjie, with his hair draped over and a black knit hat, put away Honglong, and looked at the mansion of the Gojo family with great interest.

Ignoring other vigilant old oranges and other conjurers from Wujo's family, Xia Youjie waved at Wujo Wu: "Wu, surprise~"

Facing Wujo Wujing's bright eyes, Nu Lianglu, who was wearing a red scarf, was holding a birthday cake in one hand.

The girl's eyelashes were still stained with flakes of unmelted snowflakes, and there were two shallow and lovely pear dimples blooming on her rosy cheeks, and she seriously reported to the gluttonous Wujo Wujo: "Wu, I held it very firmly, the cake should be It didn't crash."

Nu Lianglu looked at Gojo Satoru's expression:

If they hadn't expected that the road in the deep mountains and old forests was so difficult to find, they should have arrived long ago.

Wu should not be angry?

Gojo Satoru should have lost his temper, but looking at those golden eyes that were streaming with a smile, he didn't know how to lose his temper.

But that's not the point.

After driving a group of Wutiao clansmen who didn't wink at him out of his courtyard, Gojo Satoru picked up his birthday cake and asked eagerly, "Birthday gift! No one is allowed to enter without a birthday present!"

Jia Ruozi casually took out a box of hard-to-buy imported sweets.

I bought it by the way, it doesn't taste good and poisoned that guy Gojo Satoru. It's okay to die.

Xia Youjie took out an expensive game disc.

Anyway, after Wujo Satoru finished beating him, he could borrow it to play, even if he didn't earn or lose!

Nu Lianglu wanted to say that he would give Gojo Satoru later, but he didn't expect that Gojo Satoru would hold his hand, and he ran to the cherry blossom tree not far away, so that the trunk of the cherry blossom tree and his tall body blocked him. The curious gazes of the other two.

"One by one is definitely the best for me." Wujo Wu's eyes twinkled like little stars.

Give him good things one by one, so he doesn't want others to see them.

What's more, maybe they want to confess to him one by one, or want to have a kiss or something?

How can this kind of thing let the other two light bulbs in!

Nu Lianglu's already rosy cheeks turned even redder, and her eyes flickered a little:

"I've been working on this thing for a long time, and after finishing it, I realized that you might not need it..."

"What?" Wujo Gou looked at the gift bag in Nu Lianglu's hand, scratching his head and scratching his head, wishing he could just go in and find out.

Nu Lianglu opened the gift bag and took out a dark blue scarf.

"I heard from your parents that you knit a scarf for me before, so I also tried it. But you have no lower limit, and you may not need these."

"Who said that!" Gojo Satoru keenly saw that a "6" was crookedly woven on one corner of the scarf, and a "1" was woven on the other end, which was the name of Nura Rikuichi.

He ignored some small problems in the scarf, and wrapped the scarf around his neck at a speed that would hang him.

少年昂着头，理所当然地说道：“6-1等于5，作为5，我当然要被‘6’、‘1’紧紧环绕拥抱啦！”

Nu Lianglu was stunned.

On the cherry blossom tree, layers of white snow are like cherry blossoms blooming on a tree. With the winter wind blowing gently, the winter snow like cherry petals swirls.

The girl rewrapped the scarf around the neck for the reckless boy, as if she was really hugging her tightly.

When the two of them were closest to each other, he heard the girl's voice as sweet as honey saying softly: "Including the one you knitted eight years ago, now we are finally a couple."

Even though it was the cold winter wind, Gojo Satoru could clearly feel the heat on his face.