My followers have invincibility written all over their faces

"Jotaro—"

I called out to the man on the other side of the room in a drawn-out tone. He briefly looked away from the paper in his hand and looked up at me: "What's wrong?"

"Hey, it's nothing, I just want to call you." I giggled twice, lowered my head and continued to wash the dishes.

After a while, I called out, "Jotaro—"

"What's wrong?" he asked again.

"It's nothing, um, Jotaro's name sounds really good." I shook my head, "Jotaro, Jotaro, la la la la la la la, JO—JOTARO——"

I heard someone sigh behind me, and as the footsteps approached, a warm body came up from behind and hugged me in my arms.

"Why do you keep calling my name, Mrs. Kong Tiao?" He asked in a low voice, "I can understand that you miss me?"

I smiled and turned my head to kiss him: "This is your over-speculation! I was just a little unconvinced when I was washing the dishes. Why can't you come and help me wash the dishes, Mr. Kujo?"

"Because I cooked the dinner." He said, "The mother-in-law said that the person who cooks the dinner and the person who washes the dishes cannot be the same, otherwise there will be problems in the marriage."

I muttered, "Well, Mrs Holly must be right."

Jotaro kissed me on the cheek: "Come on, Mrs. Kujo."

"Really, you bastard, before you got married, you couldn't speak a word with three sticks. When you hold your hand, you can only say 'yeah, oh, ye, beat a thief', but now you can say anything." My hands were full of foam , originally wanted to smear his nose in retaliation, but he quickly grabbed his wrist.

"Let go!" I yelled, "I still have to do the dishes! Hey, hey, Kujo Jotaro! Jota—"

……

…………

"Cheng... Cheng Tai... let go..." I pouted, "Let go..."

"It's time to get up," Jotaro said, "Tatsuka, get up."

I slowly sat up sleepily, and after a short delay realized that I was now in the real world, I stretched and yawned a super loud yawn.

"Isn't today the weekend?" I glanced at the alarm clock, "I wanted to sleep late..."

Jotaro sighed: "Didn't you want me to wake you up at 8 o'clock yesterday?"

"Well, yes," I said, "by the way, Doctor! You can't imagine what I dreamed last night. It was crazy."

Jotaro floated to my side, and helped me to push down my curled hair: "Is that so?"

"Yes, I think this is a prophetic dream." I lifted the quilt and moved my feet down to find slippers. "I believe that the scene in the dream will happen in reality one day!"

Jotaro watched me walk out of the bedroom in good spirits, and stared thoughtfully at my damp pillow cover for a while.

Today is the 30th day that Jotaro and I have lived together!

Jotaro is a very good roommate. He is quiet, not annoying, and does not invade my space. Usually, as long as I turn on the TV, or download a few marine biology papers on the tablet and turn on automatic page turning, he can settle down Sit down on the sofa and watch the day.

But this guy is a little too emotionally incomprehensible.Obviously I have hinted to him many times in a variety of ways, but Dr. Kujo can always fight back or dodge my hints one by one very straightforwardly, which makes my girlish feelings become a bamboo basket.

"I found out yesterday that there is a very classic story in the country next door called "A Chinese Ghost Story", which is about the love story between a human scholar and Miss Ghost. In the end, they broke through all kinds of obstacles and got together, and Miss Ghost was reincarnated as a human. " I sat down at the table with the dinner plate, picked up the toasted bread and spread butter on it, "Doctor, have you seen this movie? I checked it yesterday, it was released in 1987, You should be as old as me then, right?"

Jotaro let out a "huh", still looking at the tablet computer on the table: "I haven't seen it."

"We can watch it together tonight!" I sat up straight excitedly, "Do you want to watch the subtitled version or the original version with subtitles, Doctor?"

"It's all right." His attention was still on the tablet, "Lixiang, can you help me download this reference as well?"

"Oh..." I muttered and took the tablet, "Really, people are talking to you. You guys have dolphins in your eyes—well, this is a starfish."

Jotaro looked at me in surprise: "This is an English document, you can already understand Haixing's English?"

"Of course, one of the greatest inventions of the 21st century is translation software!" My tail cocked again, "Hmph, but this has something to do with the expansion of my vocabulary! The document you want to download is It's called—"The Thorn Starfish on the Morioh Town Coast and——what does this word mean..."

"The thorny sea chariot," Jotaro said, "it also belongs to the phylum spiny."

I resentfully put the downloaded document in front of him: "Well, these words are long and strange, I don't think I can remember them."

"It's okay, you don't need to memorize it, after all, this is not within your professional scope." Jotaro has already started to read, "So there are new types..."

I coughed twice: "Dr. Kujo! Can you temporarily shift your attention from the starfish to me? I have a very important announcement!"

Jotaro raised his head: "What?"

I proudly said: "I! Detective Lixiang! After a series of arduous explorations - I finally found your home address!!!"

Jotaro's face suddenly changed: "My family?"

"Well, it should be your home, AA, XX District, Tokyo—" I read the entry on the phone, "I called the post office in that area, and they said that this address is indeed Kujo's home."

Jotaro's face, which had changed drastically, gradually calmed down again. He sighed and said, "This is indeed my home address, but it's my parents' home. I moved out after I went to college."

"Oh...but that's not surprising, because I found this address through your high school classmates." I said.

Jotaro frowned slightly: "A high school classmate?"

I immediately counted my famous detective operations to him with great interest: "You were 1999 years old in 29, which means you were born in 1970, and you should be a high school student who graduated in 1988, right! I searched the ’88 alumni association in Tokyo online, and asked them if they knew Jotaro Kujo. I didn’t expect to ask soon, you were very famous back then, doctor!”

Jotaro was a little helpless: "What is famous?"

I smirked and snapped my fingers: "The famous delinquent boy Jotaro Kujo! Played truant, fought and beat the teacher, ate bully meals, and absented himself from classes for more than 50 days—"

Jotaro stood up and floated towards the door: "You have almost eaten, clear the table quickly, and then go."

I picked up the empty plate and chased after him: "Aren't you shy after being found out about the black history, Dr. Kujo! It's okay, I like delinquent boys very much too! I heard from one of your high school female classmates that you would follow you to and from school The girl yelled: 'Yeah Kamaxi—', you should yell at me too!"

Jotaro: ……………

He had never heard such a strange request!

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I got off the tram according to the address given by the navigation software, and turned into the winding alleys of the residential area.Jotaro looked at the residential area with a soft expression on his face: "The changes here are not too big. I pass by that shrine every day when I go to and from school, but it is now installed on the long steps in front of the gate." Handrails and railings."

I simply gave up the navigation software: "Then I will trouble you to lead the way, doctor!"

Jotaro floated ahead without a word, and he followed the route in his memory slowly towards the direction of home.

"I've fallen here before," he said suddenly as he walked up the steps of the shrine. "It was a mess."

When I heard this, I immediately held onto the railing of the steps: "The steps are so high, didn't you get injured?"

"The leg was cut, but nothing else happened," he said, seeming to find the incident amusing. "My friend was there, and he handed me a handkerchief."

"It's really rare for a boy to wear a handkerchief." I muttered, followed him to the gate of the shrine, and he pointed to the stone platform at the top of the stairs: "My friend painted here, but I didn't see it at the time. He told me later."

I was suddenly a little wary: "Is that friend of yours really a boy?"

Jotaro smiled: "Yes, indeed. His name is Noriaki Kakyoin."

"Well, that's good." I breathed a sigh of relief. "But if I had been there, I would have given you the handkerchief too—no, wait, I don't have a handkerchief!"

Seeing how serious I started to assume, Jotaro sighed: "This is all when I was still alive. Now I'm just a ghost who doesn't know when it will dissipate, and I'm content to be able to take a look at the old house in the past .You...don't think too much, and don't put too much emotion on me."

"Don't say that." I went to pull his arm, "Maybe you are not dead, but your soul is just out of your body, just put your soul into your body, and you will live again!"

Jotaro smiled bitterly: "How is it possible?"

"Of course it's possible!" I insisted, "Uncover the coffin! Kahahahahahahaha, I, Kujo Jotaro, am alive again!"

There was a faint smile on Jotaro's face, but when he looked at me, I could still see a little sadness in his dark green eyes.

"Don't be like this..." I felt uncomfortable when he looked at me like this, "I know that I am still young, and I always think too optimistic about things. My parents also said that I have too much heart. But, but I I feel that since you can still appear by my side after death, it must be meaningful!"

"It is indeed meaningful." Jotaro was silent for a while, then raised his head and looked to the other end of the alley, "That is my home."

I followed his line of sight and saw that the empty house was surrounded by white walls and the courtyard was lush with trees. It looked like a very grand Japanese garden.I followed Jotaro to the door of his house, looking at the "empty bar" wooden sign hanging on the door, hesitated for a while, and reached out to knock on the door.

"Ah, little girl, are you here to find this family?"

I turned my head and found that it was a white-haired old woman passing by with a vegetable basket on her shoulders. Jotaro recognized her and said softly, "It's Mrs. Noda from the next street."

I quickly nodded and said, "Grandma, hello! I'm here to find Mr. Kujo! Are they at home?"

"Ah, I'm looking for Mr. Sadao? But Mr. Sadao and Mrs. Seiko moved away to the United States more than ten years ago." Mrs. Noda recalled, "It's so pitiful, what happened? After what happened, they probably don’t want to live in Japan anymore.”

My scalp tightened, and I cautiously asked: "Is it... something related to Jotaro Kujo?"

Mrs. Noda was stunned for a moment: "Jotaro... I didn't expect that someone would remember Jotaro's child. Yes, it's really pitiful. He was obviously a good kid with a bright future, but he suddenly encountered an accident."

I glanced at the silent Jotaro, and asked softly, "Then, after the accident, did Mr. and Mrs. Kujo move away? Does no one know their whereabouts?"

"Well, it is said that I am going to the United States. At that time, many people came to help move, and they told the neighbors that they were going to the United States, and they did not know if they would come back. But this is normal, the medical conditions in the United States are good, and Mrs. It's the Americans." Mrs. Noda sighed, "That boy Jotaro, what a pity."

……Pity.

I lowered my head, a powerless and sour emotion swelled in my chest. At this moment, I really clearly felt the truth that Jotaro had always wanted to tell me.

We have been separated from each other.

Yes, this is why he has been unwilling to respond to my feelings.After all, I was still young, and I was still able to foolishly dream innocently, thinking that I could be a married couple with a ghost.But Jotaro still maintained his rationality. Of course, he knew that there would be no result between us.His greatest tenderness is never to give me hope.

"Thank you grandma, I have one more question at the end." I tried to make my voice sound normal without trembling, "Tomb... Where is the tomb?"

Mrs. Noda frowned.

"I don't know about that, after all, it doesn't have much to do with us." She thumped her waist, "She must have been taken back by her parents, after all, the Kongtiao family was messing around at that time." Tuan, it is impossible to spare time to bury his daughter-in-law. Oh, poor, poor..."

I stood there blankly, watching Mrs. Noda sigh and walk away slowly, at the same time, I also heard something in my heart shattered.

"What did she mean by what she said?" I asked tremblingly, "Daughter-in-law means—"

Jotaro looked down at me, I couldn't read the meaning in his eyes.

"Well. I'm married." He said, "In 1999, I had an accident with her, and she... stopped breathing in my arms."

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I don't know how I got home, I mechanically threw my shoes at the door, took off my coat and threw it on the sofa, walked slowly and straight to the bed and fell straight down, smashing my face into the quilt.

"...Rika." Jotaro called me, "I—"

I lay on my stomach like a corpse, and the voice came out muffled through the quilt: "I'm fine, I'm just tired from walking, and I want to lie down for a while. Go out and read the paper for a while, and I'll go out to help after a short rest." You turn on the TV."

After being silent for a while, he responded softly.

My tears welled up a long time ago, they were quickly sucked dry by the quilt, and then the big teardrops soaked the quilt cover and penetrated into the quilt core, like slowly pouring a glass of ice water into my broken heart Same.I bit the corner of the quilt to try not to cry out, because I would be heard by Jotaro outside the room, after all, the distance between him and me was less than 3 meters.

I'm such a fool, I'm so stupid.

I've always indulged in my romantic fantasies, thinking that all stories have happy endings.The small village where the heroine lives is destroyed by a meteorite, and the hero also has the ability to reverse time and space; even a female ghost who should disappear between heaven and earth can find her own body and reincarnate again.

I thought the story development between me and Jotaro would be like this, which high school girl has not fantasized about such a romantic comedy?When I woke up, the tall and handsome man held me in his arms, accompanied me for three meals a day, went home from school, smiled at the convenience store and watched my tongue burnt by Kanto, reminded me in the supermarket that I need to buy radishes today, under the light The gentle dinner table listened to me babbling about some trivial girlish thoughts, and then reached out to help me pin my hair behind my ears.

I thought that the cohabitation life between us would continue in such a smooth and warm way, but all this was just my wishful thinking.

Yes, Jotaro is dead, and he still had a wife.I am just the anchor point of his last remnants in this world. Originally, we were two parallel lines that could never intersect. We met miraculously just because of a joke from God. What else could I hope for?

I was almost exhausted from crying, and the single corner of the quilt that blocked my voice with my biting was crumpled.When I found myself hiccupping, I realized that if I kept crying, Jotaro would definitely find something strange, so I sat up on my weak arms, trying drowsily to hold my breath and control the spasming diaphragm .

My mother taught me that the best way to stop hiccups is to hold your breath.If the hiccups are so severe that you can't hold your breath, drink cold water, or give yourself a scare.

I puffed out my cheeks and tried to hold back the hiccup, but the diaphragm was still twitching and the air I was holding was leaking out quickly.

I hammered the bed in discouragement, frustrated and sad in my heart, my nose was sore again, and tears seemed to fall again.I quickly reached out to cover my eyes, and murmured: "Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, Lixiang doesn't cry, belch—"

In the end, the voice of my chanting also gradually decreased. I lowered my head and covered my face in silence, tears dripped from my fingers, and hiccupped again and again, desperately waiting for the diaphragm spasm to stop by itself.

……

I heard a sigh.

He held my face gently with both hands, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes with his thumbs.I was forced to raise my head in a daze, and I was stared at by Jotaro's dark green eyes, which seemed to be filled with the sea, with a love that I had never seen before, as if I really had his true feelings at this moment.

"Why are you secretly hiding and crying alone?" He asked hoarsely, "Enough is enough. I didn't expect that before I left, I would add another mistake to my mistakes."

"It's not your fault." I said stubbornly, "I was wrong, I was thinking too much, and I was too greedy."

Jotaro half-bent down and approached slowly: "Why are you greedy?"

"I'm too greedy, I want to be liked by you. But you already have a wife, the best ending for you should be to leave this world as soon as possible to reunite with her." As I said that, my eyes turned red again. Circle, "I'm fine, girls in adolescence are like this, liking comes and goes quickly, maybe tomorrow I won't like you, tomorrow I'll like someone else!"

Jotaro lowered his head and clenched his hands slightly, I can feel that his mood is not calm at the moment.

"...You are right." He said, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have kept it from you."

He let go of his hand, then sat down gently beside me, clenched his hands into fists on his knees, and said slowly: "—what happened that day was actually not an accident."

"I am not an ordinary person. I am a stand-in messenger. I once had a grudge against a vampire. After the vampire was killed by me, the remaining party members were not wiped out, but hibernated, ready to attack me at any time. revenge."

"...I didn't know it at the time, and I didn't tell my wife these things. She was kind, innocent, and trusted me wholeheartedly. She wanted to travel back to Tokyo with me—"

He was silent for a long time.

"—And then, did an accident happen?" I asked softly.

"Well," he said, "their target was me, but she was also involved. She lost a lot of blood, and she told me not to worry before closing the door, and we will meet again tomorrow."

...He raised his head, unexpectedly calm.

"Tomorrow we shall meet again," he repeated. "Indeed, we shall meet again."

I stared blankly at him: "...what?"

"I'm leaving." He stood up, leaned over and gave me a hug for the first time, and this was the last hug, "I'm going back to where I should be."

My mind didn't turn the corner, it's better to say that I don't want to accept this fact: "Back? Where are you going back? Underworld, hell? Are you going to disappear?"

"Maybe, I don't know." He whispered, "It's also possible that I'm still waiting in a corner of the world for the next time we meet."

"Live well and happily, Tachika."

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After my parents came back from a business trip, I told them that I wanted to go to an American university.

They don't know why, but I am very firm.

In the tablet, they found a lot of strange English documents related to marine biology. Among them, the last and newly downloaded one was published in 1999 with the surname of the first author "Cujoh".

I began to read journals of marine biology, and accidentally contacted a college classmate of Jotaro's back then.He is now a professor at that university. After I asked some questions about Jotaro's alma mater, I gradually got to know him well. He also told me a lot of stories about Jotaro back then.

Jotaro and his Japanese wife met at university.At that time, they all thought that a guy like Jotaro who would not lie to women would be single for the rest of his life, but later, Mrs. Kujo pursued Jotaro fiercely and took him down within a month. .

They got married quickly after graduating from college, and Mrs. Kujo followed Jotaro and settled in the United States. It was only in 1999 that they went back to Japan for travel and visiting relatives, and that was when they had an accident.

"It's really a pity, because Mrs. Kong Tiao is really a very warm and kind person." The professor said in the email. "I still remember her smile and the little cookies she baked when she entertained us. Losing her is ours It is a big loss, and it will be an eternal pain in Jotaro's heart. We all miss Tatsuka."

In the old photos he sent, a long-haired woman who is [-]% similar to me hugged Jotaro's neck and smiled brightly at the camera.

It turned out that this was the reason why Jotaro was unwilling to accept my wishes.

Rather than continuing to entangle with a lover who died in the previous life, you would rather I start the next round of life without knowing anything, right?

Suffering alone, looking at his lover so close but never accepting her feelings, such a lonely and gentle man...

As expected of you, Kujo Jotaro.

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Kujo, a professor of marine biology, was attacked in 1999. His wife died on the spot and he fell into a long-term coma.

Two years ago, he miraculously awoke from a coma.After a period of rehabilitation, he quickly returned to work.

In addition to conducting marine biological research in the SPW consortium, he also teaches at his alma mater.This tall and handsome professor has been chased and blocked by all the girls in the school all year round. When he is in class, the classroom is always full, and there is no place to stand. Some students even wear rings to hang on to attend lectures.

The new autumn semester has begun, and a group of students have left, and another group has been added, and a new campus story is about to begin.But Professor Kujo's classroom is still full, and there is still a row of excited girls who are not freshmen hanging from the ceiling.

I sat under the girls who bought the tickets, always worried that they would fall and kill me.

"Don't worry, junior, this row of hooks is left by the seniors from the previous class. We will have volunteers to maintain it every year. It is very strong and the quality is very good!!!" The senior sister who hung it swore.

Me: "No, I just want to interview the senior who first came up with the genius idea of ​​hanging tickets, and ask her if she has heard Guo Ogang's cross talk "Selling Tickets"."

"In the face of Professor Kujo's beauty, all strategies are allowed, and all methods should be tried!" A senior sister holding a DSLR firmly said, "Stop talking, depending on the time, class should start soon , Professor Kujo is coming in!"

I hurriedly picked up the small mirror to check my hair and makeup, took out the lipstick and planned to touch it up, trying to make a good impression on Professor Kujo when we met for the first time.

……

When Jotaro walked into the classroom, the first thing he saw was not a row of familiar sophomore girls hanging from the ceiling screaming, but the one who hurriedly lowered his head to find a handkerchief in his pocket, intending to scare the screaming And the orange-haired girl with crooked lipstick wiped off.

... Yeah, kind of like thieves, she still doesn't have the habit of wearing a handkerchief.

Professor Kujo sighed, he suppressed his mood that was about to fly, and walked up to the girl who was staring at him blankly, with one hand still covering her crooked lipsticked mouth in vain.

"Why, you still don't remember to bring a handkerchief?" He asked, his eyes almost narrowed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't be controlled anymore, "I happen to have one in my hand, you can use it first."

——At a time like this, who cares about handkerchiefs?

The old widow, Professor Kujo, fell in love with a Japanese student named Tachika Fujimaru at first sight, fell in love with him at first sight, and then resigned and married her back to his hometown. The story is still circulating in the school after a long time.

It's just a pity for the row of hanging rings in the classroom.