The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

Ling Yao thought Wujo Wu was just joking, but she didn't expect Wujo Wu to actually lock the door.

After lunch, Ling Yao took a nap for a while, and when she woke up, she found that there was only Wujo Wu at home.

Xia Youjie went, and Nanako Mimiko also left with him. I don't know where they will go. After waking up, Ling Yao saw Gojo Satoru on the balcony and asked, "Did Xia You take them out to play?" ?”

Gojo Satoru was squatting on the balcony looking at the small potted plants on the ground, playing with the leaves, "It should be."

"Should?" Ling Yao walked up to Gojo Wu, "Didn't Xia You tell you?"

"You should tell me." He poked at the leaves of the potted plants, and answered casually and perfunctorily.

"..."

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand poking the leaves of the potted plant, turned to look at her, and said with a smile, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me?"

"You're so perfunctory."

"I can be more perfunctory."

"..."

Ling Yao remembered the conversation before the afternoon nap, she thought about it carefully, and asked tentatively: "You...are you eating vinegar from summer oil?"

"?" Wujo Wu glanced at her lightly, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "You're a lot smarter, and now you can use what you've learned."

Ling Yao's eyes widened in disbelief: "So you're really jealous of summer oil?"

"So," Gojo Satoru smiled unabashedly, "You and Jie's watching the sunset was ruined, and I can only go to watch the stars with me tonight."

Ling Yao couldn't believe it: "Xia You said yes to me, why did you leave me?"

Gojo Gojo smiled brightly, "Nanako and Mimiko's clothes are dirty, and there is no other clothes to wear, so now Jay is going to take them out to buy new clothes. As Jay's friend, I transferred him a sum of money, and also played Nanako and Mimiko were so happy that they wanted to jump up, they pestered Jie to go out immediately, Jie didn't even have a chance to tell you, so Jie was dragged out by two little ghosts."

Gojo Satoru's smile flashed brightly in front of his eyes.

Ling Yao listened to every word he said, but felt like a bolt from the blue.

"..."

It took a long time for her to recover from the sadness that she had indeed been released, and faintly sensed something was wrong, "Why are Nanako and Mimiko's clothes dirty? Are there no other changes of clothes?"

Gojo Satoru nodded, "Yes, yes, after all, when I opened the closet, suddenly a whole cup of coffee was smashed and spilled in, so I couldn't escape."

Ling Yao felt even more unbelievable, "Why did the coffee break and spill into the closet?"

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, smiled casually and arrogantly: "You have slippery hands, there's nothing you can do about it."

Seeing Gojo Satoru's expression, Ling Yao felt as if she understood something, she hesitated and said, "So...you were the one who broke the coffee?"

"It's me—you said you were not careful." He also leaned his head on her shoulder, and said naturally, "I haven't slept well recently, and I'm not in good spirits."

The weight on his shoulders leaned lightly on his shoulders, and with his lowered voice, it melted into the late summer afternoon, and the golden sunlight seemed to turn into soft cotton candy, dragging the end of his voice like coquettish honey .

Ling Yao immediately froze in place, her back rigidly enduring the movement of him leaning over.

Gojo Satoru leaned on her shoulder, and continued to mutter: "As soon as I came back from a business trip, the teacher said that Jie had defected, and he asked you to resurrect the people in the village, but after the people in the village were resurrected, you didn't come back , the teacher guessed that you might have gone to find Jie by yourself, so I started looking for you non-stop. But your location information kept changing, and finally found you with Liuying, and you were no longer where you were.

He also concluded as if complaining: "It was really hard to find along the way."

The tone is lazy and soft, like the sunshine like cotton candy at this time.

While he was speaking, the tip of his hair softly brushed against her neck, making her so nervous that she couldn't help but breathe lightly.

The reaction of the brain became slow, and when I spoke, I asked a question that I thought was stupid: "Aren't you the strongest, and you also find it hard?"

But instead of the expected hair explosion, Gojo Satoru's head was buried deeper between her shoulders and neck, and the soft hair tip scratched the skin very itchy, "Because I was always scared all the way."

"Stupid kid who doesn't even have a mobile phone, and I don't know if you will be bullied. If you didn't give me this firefly, I don't know how long it would take to find you."

Speaking of mobile phones, Ling Yao thought of the call she borrowed from her mobile phone, but she didn't get through.

She couldn't help asking: "I borrowed someone else's mobile phone to call you Why didn't you answer?"

Gojo Satoru immediately bounced off her shoulder, immediately took out the phone from his pocket, opened the call record, and stuffed it into her hand.

"Look for yourself, how can there be a call from an unfamiliar number? I just thought, maybe you are a little smarter and know how to borrow your mobile phone to call me. You have been staring at the mobile phone, but there is no call."

Those beautiful eyes were a clear blue in the afternoon sun.

The ends of her hair were slightly messed up between her shoulders and neck just now, and against the pair of eyes staring straight at her, it looked like a cat waiting to be groomed.

Ling Yao's heart softened inexplicably when he saw it like this, as if she had done something wrong and made him very wronged.

Moreover, after looking through the call records until before his business trip, there was no strange number.

This made her very puzzled, "I really hit it... Could it be that I made a mistake?"

"You recite my number again." Gojo Satoru said suddenly.

The bell rang and recited it again.

However, before she finished reciting, Gojo Satoru interrupted her when she reached the fourth number.

He raised his phone again, turned on his phone number, and held it in front of her, "You can see for yourself what my number is?"

"..."

It turned out that I had memorized the wrong number.

No wonder it couldn't get through.

Ling Yao lowered her head in frustration, "I'm sorry..."

Thinking of that rainy and cold morning, the air was like an open freezer, shivering in the torrential rain in late summer.

When holding the mobile phone to dial the number, her heart was clenched every second, but she had never heard such a long wait for a call, until the end, the call was not connected.

At that moment, I had the urge to cry for the first time, and I also felt a sense of grievance of being left behind. It had never been like this before. When I wanted to see him, I couldn't even get through the phone.

But, but it turned out to be because she remembered the wrong number.

The memory of being awakened that morning reappeared in my mind again, very clear and cold, but all the grievances and sorrows were all blamed on myself.

"The bell rings."

His cheek was suddenly poked.

Ling Yao raised her head and bumped into Gojo Wu's eyes. The light was bright, outlining his outline, making his eyes look like a sea of ​​stars.

He smiled and squeezed her face, "Do you remember now?"

Ling Yao nodded sullenly, "Yes."

"Recite it again?"

"..."

Ling Yao recited the number again, but was still depressed.

Gojo Satoru put the potted plants on the ground back in place, patted the dust off his hands, then turned around, and when he was about to leave the balcony, he smiled brightly at her: "As a reward for remembering my phone number, I will take you to the playground .”

Ling Yao was taken aback, "Now?"

"Correct."

Ling Yao couldn't help jumping up, but her mood quickly sank down again, "Then I'll go to the bathroom to change one... um, and another pair of shoes."

When passing by Gojo Satoru, he was dragged back by Gojo Satoru by the collar.

His palms fell down without warning, rubbing her head indiscriminately, making her dizzy, and his smile was obvious, with his unique publicity, "Stupid child, take you to the playground, you Make me happy."

Ling Yao let him rub it randomly, and it was rare that he didn't resist, and the sullenness just now came out generously, "Am I really stupid? I even remembered your phone number wrong. If I remember correctly, are you Wouldn't you have found me sooner?"

The more I think about it, the more sad it becomes.

It turned out that it was all because he remembered the wrong number, which made Gojo Satoru unable to contact him for so long. It turned out that everything could be different from this result.

"The bell rings." Gojo Satoru stopped rubbing her head, bent his eyes, and leaned over to meet her gaze.

When Ling Yao raised her head, he pressed her head with his palm and pulled her into his arms. Her ear was pressed against Wujo Gojo's chest, and he could hear the beating of his heart through the fabric.

And the throbbing of his chest when he spoke.

His voice fell from the top of his head, low and gentle, "It's my problem, not yours. I will find you sooner next time."

In Ling Yao's ears, the sound was his heartbeat.

There is only one thought in my heart, is this a hug?

It's just that before she could figure it out, Gojo Satoru had already let go of her, tapped her forehead, and pushed her back to the room, "Go change it, we'll set off after changing it."

The bell rang back to the room, came out of the bathroom, and glanced at himself in the mirror.

The clothes were changed in a hurry in the morning, but thinking of going to the playground, she went with Wujo Wu. She somehow felt that this dress was not good-looking, so she went to buy a new one from the pile of clothes that Wujo Wu bought for her. skirt.

This skirt has not been worn yet, the color is blue which she likes very much, and the skirt has lace.

She used to seldom care about what clothes to wear, and she always wears what others buy.

But this time she looked in front of the mirror for a long time.

Maybe it was because the dress was so pretty, she attributed it to it.

After opening the door, Gojo Satoru was standing at the door, almost bumped into him, and Ling Yao was startled.

Gojo Satoru looked down at her, "I just said, why are you so slow, so I changed clothes, was that clothes dirty just now?"

"No...not dirty."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, "Then why did you change your clothes?"

"..."

Ling Yao lowered her head to look at the hem of the skirt, the skirt that she thought looked good when she changed it just now, suddenly didn't arouse much interest.

She asked in a low voice, "Isn't it pretty?"

He squeezed the corner of the skirt with his fingers, then put it down again.

"It's beautiful." He said.

Ling Yao suddenly felt better again.

It's just that the happiness didn't last for a second, and Gojo Satoru answered again: "The dress I bought is of course beautiful."

"..."

Gojo Satoru looked down at the little girl in front of him and returned to the room without looking back, closing the door.

With a bang, the door separated him from the bell.

Gojo Satoru became inexplicable: "What are you doing? Why did you go back to the room again?"

There was a ringing sound from the door, "I don't think it looks good, I want to change it back."

Gojo Satoru: "?"

He touched his chin, but still didn't understand: "What's not so good, I think this dress is pretty."