Undead meow of a certain college

Gojo Satoru's voice sounded right next to his ears as if it had penetrated the door.

Zen Yuan even opened his eyes wide.

He... Gojo Wujo why did he come here? !

And seems to have heard what he just said?

No, not as if.Gojo Satoru just asked back like this, obviously he really heard what he was saying.

Before he had time to think about it, he subconsciously pressed the door.

However, when Wujo Wuzhen wanted to come in, there was nothing he could hold down with his small body.

Very easily, Gojo Satoru pushed the door open and entered.

The time I stayed at Mei's side just now was not short. At this time, the sun had already set and the moon had risen.The lights in the corridor were not turned on, and only a ray of moonlight shone into the room, illuminating the small area where Shi Ye was located.

Gojo Satoru looked at Zenyuan Shiya's panicked expression, squatted down slowly, looked into his eyes and asked, "Are you saying I'm late?"

Time froze for a few seconds, and even Zenyuan put away his panic and lowered his head.

He was silent, without any response.

He doesn't want to talk to Wujo Satoru now.

Because of the unpleasant topic before, but also because of the soliloquy that was just heard.

However, his silence did not hinder Gojo Satoru.

The few minutes of the brief encounter in childhood seemed to reappear at this time, but the two of them switched places.

Gojo Satoru persevered, and kept nagging in Shiya's ear in the Chanyuan, which even made him feel that even if he wanted to speak, he couldn't get in his mouth.

After listening to a lot of nonsense, Zenyuan Shiya suddenly heard Wutiao enlightenment: "But what should I do? I can't go back to the past. I can only save you from now on."

The noisy voices stopped suddenly, and Zenyuan Shi also found that he finally had a chance to intervene.He subconsciously retorted: "I don't need your rescue!"

As soon as the voice fell, the room was silent again.

Zenyuan Shi also found that he regretted absurdly, and regretted saying that sentence just now.

Strong emotions surged like a sea, and there seemed to be a voice shouting from the bottom of my heart: Go back on it!

Through the moonlight, he saw his hand.I don't know when it started, but his hands were clenched tightly into fists.

If the nails hadn't been cut off a long time ago, he thought, his palm would probably be bleeding from his own pinching.

In sight, another hand suddenly appeared and held his.

It was a very gentle force, which he could completely break free from.

But he let him hold his hand, as if pretending he was just a motionless puppet.

Feeling no resistance, Gojo Satoru stretched out his right hand towards Zenyuan Shiya, and while rubbing Zenyuan Shiya's head lightly, he said, "No, I know you need it, and I know you are ready."

He will only save those who are ready to be saved.

—even if the person does not know that he is always ready to be saved.

The turbulent emotions were suddenly cut off, and Zenyuan even felt that he was pulled back to a few days ago, and was pulled back to the Zenyuan home, and was pulled back to that dark little black room.

He suddenly threw away Gojo Satoru's hand and shouted: "Who do you think you are! So what if you are the strongest? Can you see through everyone! Don't look like you can see through me! I don't need you to be so superior alms!"

However, Gojo Satoru quickly grabbed his hand again.

This time, he used a little more force to ensure that his cat would not be injured, and at the same time, he would not let his cat escape.

And the hand he put on Zenyuan Shiye's head quickly moved down and landed on Zenyuan Shiye's shoulder.With a little force, he pressed his cat against the wall.

In the next second, Zenyuan Shiye's left hand, which was still free, struck him again.

With a sway, he clamped Mao Mao's restless little paws under his armpit.

Of course it doesn't stop here.

Even Zenyuan was agitated, the more he was controlled, the more he wanted to resist.

Originally, he was squatting on the ground, but now he couldn't stand up, so he could only stretch out his legs to try to push Gojo Satoru away.

But... In this posture, he is naturally at a disadvantage.

Gojo Satoru just bent his knees and firmly suppressed both his legs.

With this movement, Gojo Satoru naturally got closer to him.

He felt his face almost touching his own.

Getting too close, the pair of blue eyes in his eyes split into four, all looking at him seriously.

He heard Gojo Gojo's confident voice again: "I can't see through everyone, and I can't see through you, but I know what I said is right."

Zenyuan Shi also felt as if his underwear was stripped off in public, and his expression became more and more manic: "No! You are wrong! They are all wrong!"

Gojo Wu, however, stuck his forehead to Shiya's forehead completely, and said firmly, "I'm right."

Arrogant and arrogant, but inexplicably revealed a feeling of reassurance.

Zenyuan even felt that he was almost swallowed by the blue in his sight.

He quieted down.

The past ten years, the family in the Buddhist monastery, the small black house, and...the mother...all gradually dissipated in his mind.

——I...was no longer there, it was Gojo Satoru who brought me out of there.

——The illusion that I dared not touch because I was afraid of being broken, turned into a reality and came to me, pulling me out of the darkness.

He couldn't help admitting one thing: he really had been longing to be saved.

From start to finish.

From childhood to the second before being taken away by Gojo Satoru.

He is so afraid of death, but under the control of his mother, he can only rely on himself, only rely on this ability that makes him afraid.

He paralyzed himself with that crazy thought, as long as the Zenyuan family is destroyed, everything will be over.

But even with that kind of thought, he still longed for it, and deep in his heart he still asked the gods: Is there anyone who can come and save me?

Then, Gojo Satoru came and pulled him out of the darkness.

However, his body was still full of filth.

As long as endless darkness still exists in this world, he will never be at peace.

When he dreamed back at midnight, he would always return there, and the previous experience would be repeated over and over again, making him feel suffocated again and again.

Sorry.

he thinks.

He is afraid of death, but in order to achieve his goal, the number of deaths he has to experience is a number he can't even imagine.

I can't imagine that he is afraid that he will give up because of this.

but……

He looked at the man in front of him, and the unimaginable number in his mind kept decreasing, and instantly became a value he could accept——1.

Just once, as long as he is killed by this strongest person once, his physical strength can reach half of the strongest!

Although it was only half, it was enough for him to complete that crazy idea.

His mind was running at high speed, and the irritability just now appeared on his face again, and he asked loudly: "Okay! Since you know! Then why didn't you show up earlier! If you could show up earlier, I wouldn't be like this now! Why didn't you Show up early!"

Hate him, get mad, kill him.

He was terrified, giving up on himself, and looking forward to it, but what he waited for was...

A warm hug.

Gojo Satoru let go of his hand, hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "Sorry, I'm late."

The high school at night is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear the slight wind coming from the window.

Zen Yuanshi was also stunned again, and the tears that failed to fall for many times finally found a chance and slipped out of the corner of his eyes.

"you……"

At the same time he opened his mouth, Gojo Satoru had let him go.

Wen Nuan left suddenly, and he subconsciously felt reluctance.

When he was in a daze, Gojo Satoru suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

As if he couldn't see the tears in the corner of his eyes, he heard Gojo Satoru ask him: "What, can I not dwell on the past and just look forward?"

The past cannot be changed, and it is meaningless to dwell on the past, it will only make people fall into the abyss of pain.

This is something that the Zen Academy has always known.

It's also... something the person in front of me has always known.

These eyes, which are envied by countless people, are full of clarity, and there is no sign of entanglement in the past, but this person is asking him, asking if he allows him not to entangle in the past.

——Gojo Satoru, what are you doing?

——Why are you doing this?

He really wanted to ask, but when he silently recited these two questions, the answer already appeared in his mind.

Knowing doesn't mean not getting entangled.

Gojo Satoru won't be entangled, he is the only one who is entangled.

It was him who Wujo Wu asked.

Silence spread, and in the end he just lowered his head and replied, "No, you owe me this."

Cannon fodder-style moral kidnapping.

However, unexpectedly, or rather without accident, it worked.

Zenyuan even heard Gojo Wu's reply.

"Okay, this is what I owe you."

What followed was his warm embrace again.

Gojo Satoru...

What's wrong with you?

Are you...infected by me?

The night became more and more quiet, and even the wind became quieter.

Chanyuan Shi also moved his fingers, and suddenly wanted to hug him back.

However, this time Gojo Satoru was one step ahead of him.

Before he hugged him back, Gojo Satoru said first, "Shiya, let me treat you to hot pot."

The topic changed too quickly, and the atmosphere in the air didn't even have time to change.

Zen Yuan Shi also responded blankly: "Ah?"

Gojo Satoru let go of him, and pulled him up as he stood up.

"I told you to eat hot pot! Now! Immediately! Immediately! Eat hot pot!"

The Chanyuan couldn't even keep up with Wujo Wu's brain circuit, and still looked at him suspiciously.

Gojo Wu hooked his neck and explained: "Didn't I owe you? Please come back with hot pot. When you went to the mall that day, didn't you just want to eat hot pot? It's not easy to take you to eat that day, but now you can!"

While talking, Gojo Satoru became excited, as if the person who wanted to eat hot pot was himself.

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

For a moment, he didn't know what mood he should be in.

——Sure enough, any mental attack is useless to you, right?

But... hot pot.

He saw it?

He has never tried this kind of food with family and friends.

On the day he was taken to the mall, he happened to catch a glimpse of a hot pot restaurant, but he just took a few extra glances.

That day he just looked at it and didn't want to eat much, but on this quiet night tonight, he really wanted to try what it tasted like.

"So are you going? What?" Gojo Satoru was still urging, "We haven't had dinner yet, aren't you hungry?"

Zenyuan Shi also suddenly remembered that he hadn't eaten since last night.

Maybe he was already too hungry, he didn't feel hungry at all.

but……

Why didn't Wujo Satoru eat it?Wasn't it past dinnertime when he woke up?

Gojo Satoshi must be hungry.

He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumb, and replied straightforwardly, "Eat."

As for his purpose...

He thought: maybe we should change the way.

The clown-style performance even started to loathe him himself.

"Can I be your friend?" he asked suddenly.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and said in shock, "Ah? Aren't we already friends?!"

Shi Ye of the Chanyuan: "..."

Have been friends for a long time...?

Seeing Zenyuan Shiya's expression, Gojo Satoru stopped in his tracks, and put a little force on Mao Mao's shoulder.

He turned around half a circle, and faced Zenyuan Shiye, pretending to be fierce and asking: "Child! Don't you think of me as a friend?!"

Zenyuan Shi didn't answer immediately, he looked at Wujo Wu, remained silent, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Joy, joy, crisp laughter.

Gojo Satoru could hear his cat's heartfelt joy, but he didn't laugh along with it.

"Hey, hey!" He lightly tapped Zenyuan Shiya's chin with his index finger, making him look up at him, "Hurry up! We are friends!"

Zenyuan couldn't stop laughing, and didn't give Gojo Wu the response he wanted.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips, as if he was angry.

"Kid, are you laughing at me? Am I that funny?"

What responded to him was still Shiya's laughter from the Buddhist monastery.

With his mouth puffed up, he walked around behind Shi Ye in the Zen Yuan, playfully hugged Mao Mao's head.

"Say it! Say we are friends, and I'll sing for you after you say it!"

He just practiced well.

Zenyuan even smiled, he heard Wutiao Wu's words clearly, and recalled in his mind the little tune that Wutiao Wu hummed to him before.

Although it's out of tune, but... the tune he hummed with his voice sounds good no matter what.

Sure enough, his filter still couldn't be removed.

Breathing gradually stabilized, he replied: "Then you sing to me first."

"Huh?" Gojo Gojo walked back to him, pinched his chin and looked at him carefully.

"What... what's wrong?" Zen Yuan Shi also asked in a low voice.

Is he not allowed to say that?

He subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but was held back by Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, just looked at him.

Being looked at like this, Zenyuan couldn't help but start to wonder what happened to him.

After thinking for a second, he compromised at the speed of light, and said awkwardly: "Well, we are friends."

Although obviously... Wasn't he asking Wujo Satoru to be friends with him in the first place?

Why is it now up to him to determine this matter?

But none of that matters anymore.

Gojo Satoru showed him a big smile, and said cheerfully, "You're so good!"

He rubbed the head of Zenyuan Shiya, and began to sing according to their agreement just now.

It was the same tune that he had hummed to Shi Ye before, but this time he added the lyrics.

The pleasant voice lingered in my ears, and even the Chanyuan Shi suddenly realized that Wujo Wu hadn't lost his tune!

Can he improve so much in just a few hours? !

Gojo Satoru's attention has been on Zenyuan Shiya, and seeing the shocked expression of his cat at this time, he feels very happy.

Hi~ Don't be so surprised, it's just a routine operation.

——No matter what, as long as I think, there is nothing I can't do!

——As expected of me!