Pure love, Sipi, the god of war, she is alive

After a long silence, Kimoto Rika decided to ignore those unspeakable things.

Anyway, Yuta calmly made some slightly abnormal behaviors—whatever, not once or twice.

Satoshi should get used to it too.

She looked back and looked at the boy's handsome face with a shy smile, as if she didn't realize whether these indescribable little things would be too much. When she received Lixiang's gaze, he raised his eyes slightly, Then she gave her an extremely sunny smile.

Kimoto Rika gave a cover-up cough, and she changed the topic to a safe track: "Yuta, what is this cake?"

"...Huh? Doesn't Sato know?"

But Otoko Yuta seemed to be taken aback. He hugged the girl's neck and stared at her closely. After confirming that there was only complete confusion in the girl's eyes, he said helplessly, "Of course it's for Lixiang's birthday celebration." Cake... Satoshi, don't you even remember your own birthday?"

Those blue eyes seemed to be filled with the stars of the universe, the Milky Way scattered all over the ground, every stardust condensed infinite tenderness, she almost fell into his boundless ocean, willing to drown there .

"...Well, so many things have happened, how can I still remember it?" Qimoto Lixiang seemed to be burned by his gaze, she quickly avoided looking at it, and in the posture of Otoko Yuta half hugging and half hugging, she let He curled himself into his arms.

"That's it." Otoko Yuta was a little amused, he poked the girl's soft cheek, and couldn't help biting lightly, "That's fine, it doesn't matter if Lixiang doesn't remember, I just remember."

The distance between him was too close, and she could feel the warmth of the young man's lips when they touched his cheeks, as well as the slightly moist breath that spread across his ears and temples.

Li Xiang silently covered one ear, blushing and nodded.

Both parties chose the inside of the dormitory as the place to celebrate their birthday. After realizing that they had matched their brain waves, they exchanged glances.

"I thought Lixiang would dislike the small space in the dormitory?"

"No, the single dormitory of the college is pretty big, and...it doesn't matter if it's a little smaller, and Yuta and Yuta feel more like a date..."

"Eh~ Rika thinks so."

"What, why did Yuta also choose the dormitory?"

"Because I don't want the lovely Li Xiang to be seen by others. It doesn't matter if we get together, but the Li Xiang on my birthday must belong to me."

"Huh—but Yuta already has so many Likas," the girl deliberately teased, "The Sato who wears Bai Wugou is Yuta's, and the Sato when exchanging rings is also Yuta's, and Yuta still clings to Lika every day. On occasions like birthdays, shouldn't the more lively the better?"

Yi Guyou said sullenly: "Don't. If you don't want it, you don't want it. In that case, Lixiang's eyes will definitely be given to other people. Obviously, just look at me..."

"What an incredible speech, Yuta." Li Xiang tried hard to suppress the smile in her voice, she patted the young man on the shoulder pretending to be grand, "Oh, but to satisfy you, the monopolistic desire of big cats is really scary. "

To tell you the truth, although I was disgusted by the couple’s words inside and out, the dormitory equipped by the college is actually not small. Each person has a single room, with a bed, a table, an independent balcony and a bathroom. The area is not much larger than the rented apartment in Tokyo. will be bad.

And when the two of them closed the door, all the noise from the outside world seemed to be blocked outside the door, opening up a small quiet world, filled with the aura of the two of them.

Maybe it's because girls prefer red. Yi Guyoutai's packaging is all eye-catching rose red. Fortunately, the store's craftsmanship is not bad, so it embellishes this color that is very easy to get dirty, and it is in line with the trend of the times.

"...Including the time you've been here, Lixiang, you're 13 years old, right?"

There was an ambiguous chuckle for some unknown reason, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the young man's cloud-like face against the red candles. He patiently lit the flames on the candles one by one, and let them flutter in the breeze. The eyes watching these flames softened silently.

Every inch of candlelight symbolizes the age of his fiancée.

Her time is flowing, she is growing up.

"Well, 13 years old..."

Hearing the unknown affection in Yi Gu Youta's words, Lixiang glanced at him: "It's a pity that Youta has to wait for three years, Lixiang won't marry you so early."

"Ah, don't say it." Yi Gu Youtai lit the last candle, and he motioned for the girl to come forward, "Leave me a little thought anyway."

He put his arms around her, and rested his chin on the top of her hair. Perhaps because of the good atmosphere, his voice seemed to be coaxed with a faint but obvious candlelight: "Make a wish, Lixiang?"

Hearing this, the girl was about to obediently close her eyes and make a wish, but felt a lifting force from her jaw, forcing her to raise her head. She opened her eyes in astonishment, and the magnified face of her fiancé was reflected in her pupils.

"Don't close your eyes—just look at me and make a wish? Compared to those illusory gods, I am the one who really wants to listen to Lixiang's wish."

"Well, don't keep it in your heart, just say it, I want to know."

Do you ever force someone like you... Lixiang slandered in her heart, she stuck out her tongue and said, "That's because you guessed what Lixiang would wish for too early, right? It's completely like a winning ticket. "

Yi Gu Youtai didn't refute, he squinted and smiled: "It doesn't count."

"Hmph, Yuta just wants to hear what Lixiang said - 'I want to marry Yuta sooner' or something." Qiben Lixiang made a face, and said playfully, "That wish has already been granted, Lixiang Don’t waste such a good opportunity repeatedly.”

Otoko Youta: "...Huh?"

"...This is Lixiang's first time celebrating birthday with Yuta." The girl's voice suddenly softened, "Such a commemorative day."

"Rika has been thinking for a long time, how to make Yuta, from the inside out, turn his soul into Lika's thing."

He made a terrible speech as if nothing had happened, but when Otoko Yuta heard these words, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he waited expectantly for her next words.

"Yuta is a conjurer. Lixiang has heard that the conjurer's spells are engraved in the body from birth. It is the innate bone marrow and heart. Even if the body dies, it will not be erased. This life cannot be separated."

Just like Xia Youjie's "Spirit Manipulation" and Gojo Wu's "No Lower Limit Art", this is a person's unique identity.

Yi Guyou guessed her next words too slowly, his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, the blood in his whole body heated up, and his breathing felt a little scorching hot: "Lixiang——"

"Let's turn Lika into Yuta's spell. Let Yuta's soul be engraved with Lika's name."

Qiben Lixiang softly uttered a critical speech, she said, and pursed her lips with a shy smile, "This is Lixiang's birthday wish. In this way, even if Satoka is not by Yuta's side, Yuta will never be able to get rid of Lika... ...you too?"

The small body was suddenly dragged into a generous embrace, and Li Xiang suddenly felt that the young man who was clinging to him seemed to be trembling slightly. The heart touched by the palm was scorching hot, and what was beating powerfully was his heart.

The words that were almost squeezed out of the throat, Yi Gu Youtai's voice was a few degrees lower: "That's what you said, Li Xiang..." Don't regret it, it's too late.

When the deadly syllable leaped from her siren lips, his sanity snapped, and he could not go back.

Unable to restrain the tsunami-like longing from the bottom of his heart, countless demons were pulling his rationality, digging out the crazy elements inside bit by bit.

[Let's turn Lika into Yuta's art. 】

--want to.

Really want.

Basically, can not refuse.

It’s weird.

It was Lixiang's birthday, but in the end he got the best gift in the world.

"I can't get rid of you."

We are destined to be entangled for a lifetime.

.........

When you open your eyelids, you see the girl's gentle smile.

Li Xiang bent over and looked down at him, a few strands of hair hanging down scratched the side of his cheek.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, almost at the moment when he touched it, the warmth of soul-to-heart flowed through his limbs like a stream, and the spell imprinted with the girl's name was hot in his heart, Yi Gu worried too much. He felt it quietly for a while, then avoided the girl's eyes and turned his head aside.

Kimoto Rika waved his hand in front of his eyes: "Yuta? Are you unhappy?" Why don't you look at me?

"No..." He raised his arms and covered his eyes in embarrassment, "Lixiang, stay away."

Li Xiang blinked blankly, and stepped back obediently: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I'm a little...can't restrain myself now." Otoko Yuta's voice was hoarse, "The emotional state...is very bad, I'm afraid I will do something that I can't control myself."

There is no way, after all, the source of spell power lies in negative emotions, and things like spells and spell power complement each other, equivalent to a container, full of liquid brewed by negative emotions.

It is directly linked to the mental state of the conjurer.

Just like now.

The art of branding his fiancée's name made Yi Gu Youta unable to calm down when his eyes touched her.

It's like wood meets fire, it ignites at the touch of a touch. The originally quiet emotion began to burn when the girl appeared, and the flames were crackling and dancing, as if they were going to burn him into ashes.

She is like a catalyst, causing Yi Guyouta to have a wonderful chemical reaction when he sees her.

This kind of uncontrollable is very dangerous, and Yi Gu Youtai's rationality knows this.

But, but...

Very satisfied.

It was as if a certain hole in my heart had been filled.

The unstoppable happiness, and the overflowing candy-like taste, like golden honey, crystal clear, exudes an attractive sweetness.

He likes being out of control.

He likes the nostalgia naturally produced by his body when he sees Lixiang; he likes the joyful signal sent by his brain when he touches Lixiang... It's like a fish jumping into the water, a bird flying into the sky, this kind is engraved in the genes Yes, physiologically indivisible.

.........

So satisfying.