Zongman: I have really retired!

Gojo Satoru scoffed, but still adjusted his sitting posture out of habit.

"Jie, aren't you afraid that I will kill you again when you appear in front of me like this? And you also send me such photos."

Gojo Satoru's tone suddenly darkened, and there was a faint murderous intention, as if he would really take action in the next moment.

Xia Youjie smiled slightly, "You can't." His voice was full of confidence and pride.

Obviously he believed that Gojo Satoru couldn't do it, he couldn't kill Xia Youjie again, and he couldn't kill his youth of three years in high school again.

"Hahaha--"

The man suddenly held the table and held his stomach, laughing so hard that he almost burst into tears. Fortunately, it was not dinner time yet, and there was no one in the store. Even the boss left to make room for them. So no one took pictures and said they met a madman.

Xia Youjie held his forehead and said helplessly: "Why are you laughing?"

The man slowly calmed down his smile, with a playful light shining in his eyes: "You are so confident, Jay~ Are you confident?"

Xia Youjie took a pair of chopsticks and mixed the noodles, and said nonchalantly: "Isn't this called arrogance based on favor?"

"Hahaha--"

Gojo Satoru laughed a few more times, then simply held his chin and watched Xia Youjie eating noodles. The straight look in his eyes made Xia Youjie unable to eat any more. He helplessly took out the food he had already prepared from his own space. The special snacks were placed in front of Gojo Satoru.

What do you mean?

Gojo Satoru looked at Xia Youjie, and Xia Youjie picked up the chopsticks and took a few more bites of noodles, and said slowly: "This is an apology gift."

Gojo Satoru was not polite when he heard this. There was never a word polite in his dictionary, not to mention that it was given by Xia Youjie.

He picked up a piece of pastry with his right hand. It was a flower-shaped, almost transparent pastry with yellow fillings that looked like flower stamens. It looked like a beautiful toy for children.

When I took a bite, it turned out to be salted egg yolk. Hmm - although it wasn't very sweet, it tasted just right.

"Specially made?"

"Of course, triple the sugar as you said. How does it taste?"

Gojo Satoru finished the snacks in several bites. Generally, the recipes of pastries are very harmonious. The amount of sugar added in the making of good snacks is calculated in grams, and the time of adding it must be strictly controlled.

It is difficult for Xia Youjie to increase the sweetness without affecting the taste. It can be said that he has developed a new snack.

"Not bad, you did it? Do more next time."

Gojo Satoru, the cock-smashing cat, nodded with satisfaction and extended his thumb to express approval.

Xia Youjie rolled his eyes at this, "How is that possible? Do you think I can?"

Who knows? Gojo Satoru shrugged, and rarely calmed down to finish the meal with Xia Youjie.

After finishing the meal, the two of them did not leave, but directly talked about the conspiracy against Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru's face became more and more ugly as Xia Youjie explained, and in the end his face was so gloomy that it seemed like he could drip water.

Gojo Satoru was completely shocked when he heard that someone had stolen Xia Youjie's body. His head was buzzing, and he felt that he was in a sea of ​​noise. It was difficult to distinguish every voice, every face, his My best friend—has been desecrated! !

Just when his mind was in chaos, a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "Satoru, don't worry, I will help you. I will accompany you to face it this time."

When he came back to his senses, Xia Youjie was sitting there calmly, with a reserved and restrained attitude. He was either the repressed and tolerant and crazy Jie during the Panxing Sect period, or the Jie who had death intentions in the end, or the one who was with him during the high school period. Jie, a famous troubled boy in the high school who is unscrupulous and gives Teacher Noctua a headache.

"Jay——"

"Ok?"

"Did you come back?"

"Ah."

The two left the store. Gojo Satoru thought that Xia Youjie would choose to part ways with him at the intersection, but unexpectedly, Xia Youjie got on the car to pick him up and take him back to the high school.

"Why did you follow me?"

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and poked at his cell phone unhappily, but his intention to coax me was even noticed by Itachi Chitaka, who was driving nervously in the front row.

Itachi Jiejie was about to burst into tears. Why did Mr. Gojo bring back the special curse master Xia Youjie when he went out for a meal? !

Still alive! ! It can move! ! Didn’t it mean that Mr. Gojo killed someone and disposed of the body himself? ! Is that how it’s handled? ! Resurrected people! ! So are the rumors true? ! Is this a matter of life and death? !

Itachi's face was distorted. Ever since he found out that it was Xia Youjie who followed Gojo Satoru into the car, his whole body had been tense. He looked weak, pitiful and helpless.

Yi Di Zhijie looked at Xia Youjie from the rearview mirror tremblingly. Jie Gao's face turned a little paler.

Xia Youjie didn't care about the junior's nervousness and just replied to Gojo Satoru in a joking tone.

"What else? I'm penniless. If you don't take me in, I'll have to live on the streets."

Xia Youjie subconsciously turned towards Gojo Satoru's soft white hair, so he naturally raised his hand to rub it a few times, but the other party cleverly avoided it. Xia Youjie took back his hand as if nothing had happened, but he felt a little small in his heart. Pity.

At this time, Itachi Kitaka in front finally seemed to be mentally prepared. He swallowed a few more times and asked in a trembling voice: "Do you want Mr. Gojo to go back to the junior high school?"

Should you two go back to high school now? Do you want me to find a place to drop you off halfway? ! They are not going to silence me! ! No no no! ! It shouldn't be...

But if you know such a big secret, you will probably be silenced! !

Yi Jijiejie screamed silently in his heart.

"Otherwise? I rarely have time to look at those lovely students this afternoon~

Ichichi~ Hurry up~ I don’t want to retreat~”

Gojo Satoru made some unreasonable demands to Itachi Kitoko to go back quickly. This time, the poor assistant supervisor could only look helplessly at Gojo Satoru, who was indifferent, and then at Xia Youjie, who was holding his chest beside him. He was so frightened that he almost screamed. .

Xia Youjie chuckled, "Don't scare him, he is still a junior after all. The Gojo family should have a lot of real estate. You can just find one for me to live in."

After Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru met, they didn't plan to go back to live in that small rental house. On the one hand, Gojo Satoru's house must be very luxurious and comfortable, and on the other hand, Gojo Satoru wouldn't worry about Xia Youjie being alone outside, so Just stay under his nose.

Ichijie breathed a sigh of relief, while Gojo Satoru put down the cell phone he had been poking at for a long time and looked at Xia Youjie. His fingers gently touched his lips, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, he slowly said to Ichichie Gao said: "Go back to the junior high school directly."

The two people in the car were a little dazed at the same time. Yi Jijie responded with a trembling yes, while Xia Youjie said playfully:

"Although you are the strongest in the world of magic, you should also understand what it means to be beyond your reach. When you go to a high school, aren't you afraid that I will kill your students? After all, I have a criminal record."

Gojo Satoru didn't say much, just "I believe in you."

Xia Youjie took another deep look at Gojo Satoru. It seemed that this guy still understood what "it's easy to hide from an open gun, but hard to guard against a hidden arrow". At least he knew how to find foreign aid.

"Okay, okay, then you have to cover food and accommodation. My price is very expensive~"

Gojo Satoru's response was to directly throw a black card over.