5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

I maintain the position of putting my legs on the sofa. This curled up position gives people a sense of security.But in order to accept the food from Gojo Satoru, I gave up my sitting posture, which is equivalent to reopening the gate of the safe camp to welcome the guests.

"There are also juices." Gojo Satoru took out a can of carbonated drink from the cardboard box in the cabinet, and I saw that it was his favorite flavor, so I hesitated to take it.

"Sorry~ I only have this now. You will soon get tired of eating only cakes, so let's change the taste a little bit."

Having said all of this, I had no choice but to take the cold soda can.

It's cold, I thought to myself.

The movie has already started, and there is only the fizzing sound of carbonated drinks in the room, the dialogue between the male and female protagonists on the screen, and finally the bottoming sound of breathing, which is long and even.

It seems that a narrow room can only accommodate so many sounds at the same time, and once it exceeds, this beautiful balance will be broken.

And here I am-

Sweet.

sour.

irritating.

The tongue seems to remember only three sensations.

"Is this a romance movie?" the person next to me asked me.

"No." I said, "Not exactly, it should be said that there are some elements of love."

It is clear that the original novel is very interesting. As a result, in the movie, the heroine has a dull expression and poor line skills, and the male protagonist is also stiff. The interesting parts of the novel are not shown. After watching this movie, I have already started to regret it .I felt a little guilty for dragging Gojo Satoru to watch a bad movie.

"Let's watch another one." In the principle of fairness and justice, I put down the can in my hand and said to Gojo Satoru, "You can also choose a movie you want to watch..."

Gojo Satoru asked me back, "Why?"

"Because I let you watch a bad movie with me."

Gojo Satoru took back the DVD disc from the disc player and put it back into the packaging box. He pinched the back of the packaging box and said: "Relaxation and excitement, fusion of various elements, full of fantasy style, annual love adventure movie——" As a movie Gojo Satoru, who has more experience than me, concluded: "—Ah, if you write so many exaggerated slogans, the possibility of it being a bad movie is very high."

I buried my face between my legs and said, "...you pick a different movie. Let's watch another one."

"Really let me choose?"

"you choose."

"Then..." Gojo Satoru didn't say anything, but rummaged through the big DVD box, and I heard the disc being flipped by him, making a noisy sound.

"Look at this."

His voice was cheering, and even if I didn't look at him, I knew he was in a good mood.What was he so happy about?It's like a foreshadowing before a prank, you can only reveal his real intention little by little.

I raised my head vigilantly, put my chin on my knees, and leaned back a little, letting myself be completely fit by the sofa.In the cold room, the back is empty, if there is nothing sticking to it, it seems that ghosts will come out of it.

"This is a classic horror movie of the last century." The opening title sounded, and Gojo Satoru hummed the opening title. He tapped his fingers on his legs, following the rhythm of the whistle in the movie.

I was acutely aware: "Is it a movie you've seen?"

"I watched half of it not long ago, but it was interrupted, and I don't know about a third of the plot." Gojo Satoru told me regretfully, "The heroine's expression is super interesting, although she almost died in the middle In the hands of the villain, but..."

"Wait, wait—" I was afraid that he would talk too fast, and I would spoil everything.

Immediately raised his hand between the two of us, and told him: "I'll see for myself, don't tell me the plot, otherwise it won't be interesting."

Gojo Satoru asked "considerately": "Is it really not necessary? There are a lot of 'scare you' plots in it?"

I said stubbornly: "...I will see for myself, don't tell me in advance."

The eerie ghosts flashed across the screen, and then officially kicked off the prelude to the story.The plot is very compact, and the heroine is indeed as Gojo Satoru said, with rich facial expressions and interesting body language. I couldn't help but see the gods, and almost forgot that this is a thriller.

I am more courageous and not very scared, but I am so absorbed in watching that I forget the people around me.

The heroine fell into a hole covered in grass clippings.She looked around, and found that this was not just a burrow, but someone's residence. Just as she was about to seek help from the owner here, a black shadow approached——

Feeling being slapped on the shoulder, just at this tense moment.

I:"!"

Gojo Satoru was staring at me from the side, and before my condemning eyes cast over, he made a gesture of surrender in advance——

"I called you several times and there was no response." He said that he really didn't mean to scare me.

I stared at him, trying to tell if what he was saying was true or not.

I can't be sure to recognize every lie he makes, and I can't believe every word of truth he says.

Gojo Satoru didn't mind my gaze very much, he said, "There is one last piece of cake."

I just found out that he ate two of the four slices.No, it should be said "he only ate two slices"...

He handed the paper tray containing the cake to me, but because of my tense sitting posture, my body was stiff, and the room temperature was not high, so my bare fingers and upper arms with thin sleeves were not too cold. Do my bidding.

In the eyes of Wujo Wujo, my stiffness may be hesitation and rejection.

"Do not want?"

he ask me.

I simply pushed the boat along and shook my head.

He just stared at me like this, and two seconds later, he went to the side to take the spoon I used just now, and then used the spoon to fork off the strawberry at the front of the cake——

"If you don't want cake, just eat the strawberries."

I relaxed my body slightly, opened my mouth and sent the round red strawberry into my mouth, the juice flowed in my mouth after the pulp was chewed.

This scene seems familiar.

On a snowy day in winter, Gojo Satoru said to me like coaxing a child, "Ah—" and asked me to open my mouth, and confidently fed me a strawberry that he thought was particularly delicious and sweet.At that time, he was holding the stems and leaves in front of the strawberry with his hands, and let me eat the fruit.

Today, he knows how to keep a distance, and even feeds me with the fork I used.

But that strawberry was so sour it made my face pucker up.

Feel the pieces of pulp in the mouth, all the way down from the tongue, and the cold feeling slides down and down the throat.

Gojo Gojo asked me with a smile, "Isn't it sweet?"

"Ah."

Today's strawberries are different.

is sweet.

……

……

When watching a movie in the end, he is very cute, so cute that his sense of existence seems to have become thinner.In the end, she was so focused on watching that her eyes began to feel dry, so she subconsciously rubbed the corners of her eyes, and she rubbed the corners into a slight pink color again.

Gojo Satoru thought she would suffer disaster every time she came here.

He has seen this movie before. Instead of watching the movie, it is more interesting to watch the reaction at the end.

In the tense atmosphere, she couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, just like a cat staring at a TV series. If it had ears and a tail, it must be standing up high at this moment.

Seeing the heroine being plotted against by her companions suddenly, she who has always been quiet couldn't help shouting fiercely: "How could this happen—" But after the play, she became shy again because of her gaffe.

Gojo Satoru just occasionally looked at the screen and ate sweets.

Raising the fork in his hand, he could see Zhongli's tightly knit brows in the reflective position.Her white dress was like a fluffy cloud of cream.

He wanted to ask her if she would still watch a movie tomorrow?

But I don't expect to get an affirmative answer.

The movie had played to a place he hadn't seen, and Gojo Satoru's attention returned to the screen again.Just listening to the well-proportioned breathing of the people next to me, which sometimes becomes short due to the plot of the movie, and then eases up again...

until it becomes completely average.

Gojo Satoru turned his head and found that she had just fallen asleep like this.The head is leaning on the sofa and tilted sideways. This sleeping position really makes people worry about whether the cervical spine will be uncomfortable. If no one corrects it, they will definitely have a sore neck when they wake up tomorrow.The arms that were tightly around the legs were also loosened, and one foot was already on the ground.

Gojo Satoru looked at the fierce ketchup on the screen, and also complained: "——this can also fall asleep?"

"It's troublesome..."

Wujo Satoru didn't know if he would be angry if he called her up at this time.

But it's not good to just let her fall asleep like this, he still has common sense of physiology, if he just sleeps like this, he will definitely catch a cold the next day.Some of the students were already sick, and he didn't want the number of patients around him to continue to increase.

He covered him with his coat.

"Hmm..." She still felt a chill in her half-dream and half-awake state.

Gojo Satoru had no choice but to look around to see if there was anything else that could be used. Fortunately, when the students came here to watch a movie last week, they brought a small blanket for the bed, which was enough to keep out the cold.

Instead of taking back his coat, he put the blanket over it.

"It's a headache."

Seeing her sleepy appearance, she didn't know when she would wake up.

The pointer has already pointed to twelve o'clock.

Gojo Satoru turned off the volume and started watching the movie again.

When she woke up in the end, she found that she was tightly wrapped up, so it was no wonder that she became more sleepy.Gojo Satoru next to him folded his arms around his chest, and seemed to be asleep too.

Gojo Satoru's clothes were tightly attached to her body. She had worn this dress more than once, and she was already a familiar face.In the end, he took off his clothes dumbfounded, and shivered subconsciously after leaving the warm clothes.

It was past two o'clock, she didn't expect to fall asleep like this, and Gojo Satoru didn't call her.

"Wu Tiao first..." She just wanted to call him, when the other party opened his eyes first, and was stared at by the clear blue eyes, then "Why didn't you call me up" choked in his throat, No chance to speak out.

"Thank you for the clothes."

Gojo Satoru took the clothes from her that still had her body temperature.

Zhong Li was really embarrassed at this time - she felt that Gojo Satoru didn't want to disturb her, so she simply let her continue to sleep.

"I'm going to be angry." Wujo Satoru said out of nowhere.

"what?"

"If I wake you up."

"No...that's not going to happen." Zhongli retorted.

Gojo Satoru showed a moderately troubled and confused expression, and said, "I wanted to take you back to the dormitory directly." Then, he laughed and said, "But you will definitely get angry if you do this."

Zhongli: "..." It seems to be the same.

So why not just call me up?

However, looking at Gojo Satoru's innocent smiling face, she still didn't ask.

She wanted to go back to sleep and get some rest.

Gojo Satoru also saw her tiredness, he got up from the sofa, yawned, and turned off the TV.

"Go back," he said, "I'll take you back."

……

……

The strawberry cake is very sweet, I don't remember much about the movie, the temperature in the room is not good, Gojo Satoru is very warm.

Memories reduced to trivial bits, and in the end, that was all I could recall.

I opened my eyes again, and what I saw was the gray-white ceiling of the college dormitory.

"It's morning..."

The alarm clock didn't go off at all.

When I wanted to wake up, I suddenly felt heavy and weak, and even felt a little weak, especially when I got up, my waist was weak, and I suddenly felt that something was wrong——

Throwing off the quilt suddenly, seeing the red color on the bed, I immediately woke up.

"...It really is menstrual period."

At this time, the quilt has become a burden that hinders me.

I got up from the bed in pain, looked at the sheets that were stained red by myself, and began to think about what to do.It wasn't a big deal, but psychologically it gave people a very complicated feeling - like the strange shame and anger that children feel a little embarrassed after wetting the bed.

Compared with the mess on the bed, the most uncomfortable thing is the feeling of weakness in the waist and legs during the menstrual period...

The physical discomfort made me want to eat food and water. There were only some fast food or hard biscuits in the room, and I didn't want to eat at all.

I had to change my clothes in a hurry and planned to go downstairs to fill my stomach.

As soon as the door was opened, I saw a paper bag with a napkin next to it, with two croissants inside exposed from the transparent seal.There is also a carton of warm strawberry milk next to it.

I squatted down, looked at the pattern on the milk carton, and complained, "It's strawberries again?"

At this moment, a strange thought arose in my mind—is it true that Wujo Satoru is not very smart sometimes?Once it is determined that a certain method is feasible, it will continue to use this method.

I'm afraid that if I don't say anything, I will eat strawberries every day in the future.

However, the complaints are the complaints, for me who is in urgent need of food now...it really helped a lot.

The soft and crispy croissant was bitten open, and while I was eating, I thought: Not long ago, I was saying that I would not accept Wujo Wu’s food, but today I am courageous... I can’t blame me, it’s all caused by force majeure.

"Just this once," I said to myself.

... Sugar-coated cannonballs, at worst, I just eat the sugar-coated.

……

……

The sequelae of staying up late came out. On the way to the office, I yawned several times. I covered my mouth without image, and even yawned and shed tears when I went up the stairs.

Just in time to meet Yi Gu who came to pick up something, the boy nodded and said to me, "Good morning."

"Good morning," I said, "Are you going to class now?" He was holding several Oxford paper portfolios with "sealed" written on them.

"Well, Teacher Wutiao asked me to hold one." The boy raised the file bag in his hand.

I casually asked, "Are you usually the one to get it?"

"No..." Yi Gu shook his head, and he said, "Teacher Wu Tiao seems to be short of sleep, so let me drop by and pick up the materials I need today, and send them to everyone in advance."

"……over slept?"

"I'm here, but I seem to be dozing off." Yi Gu smiled slowly, and the handsome boy said, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be allowed to come."

I said with emotion: "It's a bit novel..."

"Although I'm sleepy, the teacher is not late today." Yi Gu thought of something, added this sentence, and finally said goodbye to me.

After the boy left, I felt the sweetness of milk melt in my mouth.

After watching the movie, I left again. I had to go to class again in the morning, and bought breakfast in advance. Just now, I was still feeling that Gojo Satoru was full of energy. I didn’t expect him to still feel sleepy because of the dense schedule and not enough time to spare. .

Of course the main reason is...

"Staying up all night is horrible."

I still slept for a while last night, Gojo Satoru probably really didn't have a good rest.

When I thought about it, he could have just woken me up, but why didn't he choose to do so...

When I was thinking wildly, I had already walked to the door of the office.

"Good morning, senior." Yidizhi comes early every day. Compared with me who always arrives at work every day, he is really a role model for society. I said, "Senior is also very early today."

"It's easy to get stuck in traffic if you don't go out early." His answer is also quite characteristic of social animals.

"By the way, the doctor's investigation has some clues." Yidizhi directly cut to the point, without giving me a chance to buffer.He took a sip of the boxed soy milk, handed a stack of documents to me, and told me: "Do you still remember the prisoner with gouged out eyes and severed limbs you arrested? He said that he met a man with a large lump on his neck. Birthmark Doctor."

"Is he also related to the doctor?"

I looked through the information, and according to his dictation, he was admitted to the hospital a few months ago because of a stomach problem, and met a doctor at the general hospital.Due to certain opportunities, the two met frequently. After talking, they found that they hit it off very well, so they started a long-term relationship.

"...However, a month ago, the doctor never replied to him again."

The two of them talked about strange things, and the doctor was a deep enthusiast in this field, and he generously lent him his book.Thinking of this, Huishan smiled sadly, and said: "It's just that they are guiding me. Even if there is no such god, there is that god. The 'doctor' will always find a way to guide me..."

I pressed the pressing part of the ballpoint pen against my chin and asked, "Does he mean that he was influenced by the doctor to come to this point?"

"According to what Hiyama said, that's the case. But we can't just believe his one-sided words, the doctor has to investigate carefully."

"Does Hiyama not know about the doctor's personal situation?"

"I don't know." Yi Dizhi sighed regretfully, "They only call each other by pseudonyms, and Hiyama didn't want to expose himself, so naturally he never thought of confessing."

"Hasn't Hiyama ever thought of checking out the details of the doctor?"

"He's too conceited." Yi Dizhi said, "If the other party is just like a book friend, a fellow friend, or a netizen, how could he bother to understand the doctor's affairs."

Hiyama and the doctor also met at the hospital.

me too.

I also reported the encounter with the doctor when I was hospitalized, hoping to find out the situation through the information registered in the hospital, so I asked: "What do the police say about the information I provided? Have you found any information?"

"Haven't heard back yet."

"yes……"

After sorting out yesterday's report, three hours had passed, and it was almost time for a break at noon.On the way, Qihai came over and brought snacks to each of us.

"I saw it on the way back from the mission." He put the paper bag between Yidichi and me, which contained a small box of glutinous rice snacks.

Yidizhi thought farther than I did. He said, "Christmas will be soon, and New Year will come soon. Do you have any ideas for the New Year?"

I used a paper towel to wipe off the bean powder that got on my snacks, and said casually, "...Salary increase or something?" After I finished speaking, I felt too hopeless, and asked, "Where is senior?"

"me……"

Before Yi Dizhi could answer, the door of the office was opened again.It was a woman I didn't know, wearing a professional short skirt, a camel trench coat and a beige plaid scarf. She walked towards us with a smile on her face.

"Miss Yamashita?"

"Hi~" The woman named Yamashita walked up to us and said, "I'm here to deliver something. Huh? Is this kid a newcomer?" She looked at me.

I bowed slightly: "I am Yizhi, and I am learning the content of work from Senior Yidizhi, hello."

"Wow, isn't this kid too serious? I'm Yamashita, so I don't need to bow, and I'm not much older than you." She hurriedly waved her hand to tell me not to be so serious, "Oh, dim sum? Is there any more?"

She looked at the empty paper bag and made a regretful voice: "...I would have come to you to deliver things first if I knew about it."

Yi Dizhi looked at her empty hands and asked, "Send something?"

"This." She took out the sealed envelope from her bag, "I'm getting married soon, it's an invitation."

I followed the seniors and said congratulations to her.

Yi Dizhi asked: "What are you going to do with your work? I heard that you are going to resign. Is it true?"

"Yes, I will resign after this." She said, "I plan to open a dessert shop with my husband. This is my dream since I was a child. Also, I must raise a cat..." Yamashita chattered Speaking of future plans, besides what she wants to do, many of them are planning the future of the two together with her husband.

Seeing her radiant smile, this joyful atmosphere moved me, and I nodded affirmatively in my heart.

In any case, the future she dreamed of is already coming towards her at this time, and this alone makes me envious enough.

After talking a lot, she went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water dry-mouthed, and finally asked, "Where's Yidizhi? I heard that your family is arranging a blind date for you?"

Yi Dizhi, who was suddenly cueed: "...can you not mention this matter?"

Yamashita: "But you also want to get married, right? Otherwise, you won't agree—"

As if picking the right time to argue with me, the closed door was opened with a force that could not be ignored, and Gojo Satoru walked in swaggeringly calling my name: "Muzato—"

He naturally sat next to me, seeing that we were obviously not working, so he asked, "What are you talking about?"

Yamashita: "I'm talking about Yidi Zhila, hasn't he never been in love?"

Gojo Satoru continued to make up swords: "It seems to be."

Yi Dizhi uttered a sentimental and abstract complaint: "That's the way it is said... But the right person to spend a lifetime with is hard to come by."

"That's right... By the way, where is the lady over there?" Yamashita threw the topic at me again, and I almost choked on my coffee.

"Cough, cough cough..." I put down the cup and said, "There is no such thing as yet..."

"STOP!" Gojo Satoru stopped me.

My head hurt from his shock, I subconsciously took half a step back.

Gojo Satoru scolded: "—Obviously I'm in pursuit of the end, so I'm going to be sentenced to death now?"

"I……"

Before my answer, footsteps sounded down the mountain.I saw her showing the unique expression of the people who eat melons, and then put the invitation in Yi Dizhi's hands as quickly as possible, and ran away without looking back, still shouting, "I have resigned, don't come to me if you have anything to do." " and the like.

The weak Yizhi had obviously thought of something, and cast a sympathetic glance at me.

...bad premonition.

When I turned on the phone, I saw fragmented speeches in the Line group——

【do you know?That's who, in love. 】

[Yes, I'm in love, but it still seems to be unrequited love. 】

[He also has today? 】

[He also has today? 1】

……

[He also has today? N]