[Curse back to battle] Wujo Wu he Jinwu Zangjiao

After getting out of the car, I don't know whether the silence in the car just now was a real rest or pure silence.

He watched He Ruo Zhe Yu turn around and waved his hands, and headed towards the direction of the residence, then he lazily raised his eyes and glanced at Pansy waiting at the side, his voice was cold.

"Where were those three people just now? Bring them here for me."

Xiao Zheyu didn't do anything, but did he say that?

Young Master Wutiao's birthday came very quickly, and the winter snow did not fall, and the snow in the courtyard from the day before had been melted away by the sunny sky.

Wutiao Wuguan didn't care what happened to the people in the family, and took the cake he had carefully selected to go to Tsururuo Orui, preparing to give her a real sweet crit.

Or to be honest, sweetness crit.

The gate of the courtyard where Heruo Zoru lived was usually closed—anyway, he usually walked through the wall nine times out of ten—but today it was concealed, as if guessing that he would come and walk through the main entrance.

Well, indeed, it would be bad if the cake was spoiled because of □□.

Thinking of the specially customized cake with a sweetness up that definitely suits his taste, he hummed a few random tunes in a very good mood, and pushed open the courtyard door in front of him.

The black-haired girl was sitting in the corridor as she usually was in her free time, leaning against the pillar with her eyes slightly closed, hearing the sound of him pushing the door, she straightened up, and opened her purple eyes that were not hazy at all. He raised a smile at him.

There was some dew on her shoulders, obviously she had been waiting for a long time.

Gojo Satoru, who was trying to frighten her with his hands lightly, shrugged boredly.

In He Ruo Zhe Yu's mind, it is very rare for someone to resist running to her to ask for a gift before dawn.

As expected, the possibility of Master Wutiao coming early in the morning is really very high.

"Good morning." Because there was still some distance between the two of them, Heruo Zheyu could hear Heruo Zheyu trying to raise her voice, and when he walked in front of her, she continued, "Happy birthday, Wu."

"I accept your blessing~"

Listening to his upturned ending, her eyes followed Gojo Satoru's movements and landed on the cake placed between the two of them, and asked hesitantly, "Have you already taken this... out now?"

Although she has never had a birthday before, do you all eat cake in the morning when you celebrate your birthday?

...The bigger reason should be that Wu wants to eat now.

After confirming the last guess in my heart, I saw Gojo Satoru nod for granted: "Of course freshly made ones are the best, no matter what, you should eat them right away."

In other words, the baker got up early in the morning to make cakes for him.

Although he is not very clear about the time and energy required to make cakes for Master Wujo, this does not prevent Tsururuo Zoru from feeling admiration again.

Bakery, so great!

She held Gojo Satoru's hand that was about to unpack it on the spot, first moved the box lightly to the stone table in the courtyard, and then helped put the paper box cover on the other side, and then handed him the prepared candle .

"Speaking of which," Gojo Satoru stared at the candles with corresponding numbers in his hand, wondering if he planned to light them, and suddenly turned his eyes to Heruo Zheyu as if thinking of it, and asked, "Little Zheyu, where's your birthday? Is it?" When?"

her birthday?

The movement of the crane was like breaking a feather.

"Well... I don't know, I haven't had one before." She replied.

This is a fact. She herself has no memory of birthdays, and the couple would never think of such a thing.

It is a blessing to know what year you were born.

"Oh~" Gojo Satoru expressed his understanding, he squeezed his chin and thought for a while, and then showed an expression of thinking of a good idea, "Ah, let's do this, Xiao Zheyu's birthday will be December 12st in the future~"

He Ruo Zheyu blinked: "December... 12st?"

"Yeah, what did you say back then? You were born in 88?" He didn't care about the bright morning light at all, he lit the candle and placed it in a blank space of the cake, looked at it and nodded with satisfaction, "This way Wouldn't Xiao Zheyu never be a year older than me?"

"And from now on, I will be able to eat birthday cake twice every December~perfect~"

Hearing the proud voice of the boy beside him, He Ruo folded his eyebrows and looked at him without any objection: "Okay."

It looked as if Gojo Satoru would agree to whatever she said, but in fact she didn't care as much about the so-called age as she said.

What's more, every word Cai Wu said just now made her feel happy.

Gojo Satoru didn't think there was anything wrong with her attitude, nor did he feel that it was a sinful thing to take a girl to eat cake in the morning-at this time, he should be grateful for the girl's current thinness.

Closing your eyes is equivalent to turning off the lights. Gojo Satoru made some wish on the cake, so he couldn't wait to throw away the extinguished candles and start cutting the cake.

After dipping some cream in the mouth, even though he had already exercised his ability to withstand the sweetness of various Gojo Wu desserts, Tsururuo Zoru still had goose bumps all over his body after being sweetened.Fortunately, the miraculous pastry chef did not equate sweet and greasy on this cake. Seeing Gojo Satoru's satisfied expression, her understanding of his sweet taste rose to a new level.

And the baker, really great!

After eating the cake, Gojo Satoru licked his lips with satisfaction.

It was not in vain that he had chosen the cake for so long.

Of course, he couldn't be the one doing the tidying up. Even the little girl in front of him who wanted to tidy up was held down by him. His blue eyes looked at He Ruo who had been sitting by the side holding her face and looking at him after eating a piece. Zhe Yu showed a look of anticipation: "So, the most exciting time has come~"

"What is the gift Xiao Zheyu gave me? What is it?"

"..." He Ruo Zheyu maintained the posture of propping his cheeks, his eyes stopped visibly when he heard this, and he didn't answer the words immediately.

"...It's impossible to forget, Xiao Zheyu, you were so fluent in your answers yesterday!"

So how many times have you reminded Gojo Satoru?

She blinked her eyes, as if thinking for a while, "Hmm... ah, I prepared this!"

While talking, he took out a latte flower from someone behind him, and let it bloom in front of Gojo Satoru with a soft bang.

"What?" Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to brush away the colorful paper flowers flying in front of his eyes, and the girl couldn't help but smile in his eyes, which made him flatten his mouth pretending to be aggrieved, "I'm so perfunctory. Will you be sad?"

"Sorry, sorry~" He Ruo Zheyu covered the curve of his lips with his right hand, coughed lightly, and then stretched out his hand to grab Gojo Wu's sleeve, "Wu, come here, come closer."

When she raised her hand, the sleeve fell down, revealing a circle of crimson string that had been wrapped around her wrist for a long time.

Heruo Zheyu gently took the red thread off his wrist, took the hand of the boy who was leaning over to hear the words, and wrapped it round and round around his fingers.

It's like every year that I just said, is bound together by it.

Gojo Satoru's eyes lingered on the crimson ball for several seconds.

And the girl moved her fingertips slightly, and after going around the last circle, she raised her eyes to meet the azure blue: "I don't know anything yet..."

She knew that Satoru was expecting something from her, but as she said, she still didn't know anything.

"So this time, let me give you a secret."

twelve

"Three, two, one..."

He Ruo Zheyu was counting down in his mouth, a brilliance that was different from the usual whiteness flashed by, passed through the circles of red lines, and disappeared.

When the ending sound of the word "one" also fell, first her figure disappeared suddenly, and in the next second, the scenery in front of him also changed drastically in an instant.

It is no longer an empty courtyard where there are only houses left except the stone table and a few pine trees. The large tracts of unknown colorful flowers in front of me seem to fill the whole world. The breath filled the tip of the nose in an instant.Even the wind reduced its chill, slightly blowing and raising the hair of the girl in front of her, making her body seem to be tainted with the fragrance of these flowers.

In an instant, they left the square courtyard where they were originally, and came to this valley instead.

This is a mountain not far from Gojo's house, and Gojo Satoru immediately judged this fact by relying on the familiar scenery on the surrounding hillsides.It is not too far, but it is not something ordinary people can do from home to the valley outside in an instant.

What happened to this girl who doesn't know any spells and doesn't have many extra functions with her own power is also quite unimaginable.

Gojo Satoru's eyes drifted away with the petals passing by in front of him, and the voice of a crane like a feather folded came to his ears again: "I have never seen it before, and there will be such a big place in winter that can bloom like here. There are so many flowers."

"Although... perhaps Wu has seen such a scene many times. Ah, after all, he is different from me. Wu must have been to many, many places." She said, as if she had just thought of this, with a slight voice It sank for a moment, then raised again, "But during this time, I have been thinking about it."

"Now Enlightenment, what is the thing that can't be done for the time being?"

Is there anything the invincible Wujo Satoru can't do?Is there anything that surprises him a little bit?

At least what she has never shown in front of others is something she is rarely able to show at present.

The girl's voice was tinged with a smile, "Hmm... Maybe Satoru didn't think about it for a while, coming to such a place from the courtyard with nothing, I think."

"So can this be considered a small surprise? Enlightenment?"

"what