The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

Ling Yao's homework was successfully completed, and with the homework answers sent by Momoi Wuyue, it went smoothly.

In the process of catching up with homework, Gojo Satoru also sat by and watched.

Seeing Ling Yao's pen nib clenched tightly, he rarely realized his conscience and said, "Do you want me to write for you?"

Ling Yao rejected him, "Your handwriting is different from mine, the teacher will find out."

In this regard, Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue.

Ling shook her head and said, "?"

Gojo Satoru smiled: "Are you so afraid of the teacher?"

"..." Ling Yao thought of Ye Mozhengdao's headache about Wutiao Wu's helplessness. She probably didn't have the word "fear" in Wutiao Wu's dictionary, so she continued to do her homework: "I can't explain it to you."

The homework is done, and it's time to start school.

Gojo Satoru sent Ling Yao back to the Gold King's residence, and Ling Yao had told the Gold King in advance when to come back, so there was a rabbit mask waiting at the door early.

Gojo Satoru put her down and waved at her, "You can call me anytime you miss me."

"...narcissism."

Although she said so, after a few seconds, Ling Yao still couldn't help turning her head to look at Wujo Wu's figure.

He has gone far, which makes her sad, why he has gone so fast.

But it's been a long time since I saw Grandpa Jin, and Ling Yao also quickened her pace to walk towards the courtyard of the King of Gold.

It rained a little last night, and the air was a bit cooler.

The King of Gold stood in the center with a long body, knowing that she had been waiting for her to come back after she got into the car.

As soon as Ling Yao stepped into the courtyard, she ran towards the King of Gold, "Grandpa Gold!"

The King of Gold stretched out his hand to support her hurrying footsteps, and smiled kindly and gratifiedly, "You did a good job this summer vacation."

After getting the exaggeration, Ling Yao immediately cheered up and reported his achievements in a loud voice, "In addition to many curses, I have saved many people!"

"Well, I know that people from the magic world will send me your story."

"I... I also rescued a very special person."

The King of Gold smiled: "Is that the boy from the high school?"

"...Does Grandpa Jin know about this?" Ling Yao was startled, and then her eyes widened in horror: "You know about me from the magic world, so since you know about Xia You... don't tell me the high-level Do people already know that Xia You defected?"

The King of Gold patted the top of her head reassuringly, "No, the magic world kept it a secret, you rescued everyone and there were no casualties, the magic world only thought he was out on a trip. Been distracted for a while, no one knows."

Ling Yao breathed a sigh of relief, "Then...how did Grandpa Jin know?"

"Weitzman told me." He looked up at the sky.

The bell also reacted accordingly, looking down from the Tianguo, you can see everything on the ground.

When she proposed to come down from the Paradise, Weizman also told her to tell her not to worry or be afraid. He will always watch her from the sky, and if he encounters difficulties, he can lend a helping hand at any time.

But, just to lend a helping hand, he will not come to the ground.

She recalled her time on the Paradise, and she could sometimes hear a snippet of the video call between Weitzman and the King of Gold.

The King of Gold would ask how long Weitzman planned to escape in the sky.

And every time Weitzman smiled gently and avoided the topic skillfully.

Ling Yao never knew what Weitzman was escaping from, nor did she know the specific meaning of evasion, but after she came to the ground, she gradually understood that Weitzman was obviously concerned about the things on the ground...

After the bell rang back to the room, she sorted out the many photos she took during the summer vacation in the college, and sent them to Weitzman by email.

The theme is "This is the responsibility of ringing the bell".

Recipient, she didn't write about Weitzman, but—a coward who lived in the sky.

In the evening, Weizman replied to the email, and he could read his dumbfounding from the text: "Our colorless king has grown up and learned to tease me, an old guy."

Weitzman rarely calls himself an old guy.

He is very young. He is obviously the same age as Grandpa Huang, but his ability makes him look very young, and his tone of voice is always youthful. If you ignore his age, it is difficult to treat him as someone who has lived for dozens of years. year old man.

That's why Ling Yao kept calling him elder brother instead of grandpa, because that seemed a little awkward.

Weizman is very conniving towards her, and doesn't care much about her seniority and age. She is quite happy to call herself young. Occasionally calling herself an old guy is also deliberately making fun of her by relying on her old age.

So at this time, it was obvious that he claimed to be an old guy, and he was planning to make a joke to change the topic.

Ling Yao decided not to give him a chance to change the topic, and replied: "When will the old guy, King of Silver, grow up?"

This reply took a little longer.

Weizman sent a photo, one of the many photos sent in her mailbox. It was a photo of the amusement park, the carousel she took, and she thought it was very beautiful, so she took it.

Weitzman: "But did you grow up a little too fast, and you made a boyfriend in less than a year after you came to the ground, and you didn't let me check it out. What if it's a bad guy with a bad intention, boss Guy will be sad."

On the photo, he marked it.

In one corner of the photo, Gojo Satoru was holding her hand, and there was only one corner, so she didn't pay attention, and sent it along with dozens of photos.

"...!!"

Ling Yao blushed immediately, and ignored Weitzman's ridicule from an old guy, and hurriedly typed: "He shouldn't be a bad guy...he treats me very well."

"Didn't you deny it? Looks like he's really a boyfriend?"

"..."

Yes, right.

Ling Yao was holding the phone, not knowing how to reply for a moment.

She looked up at the chandelier above her head, the glass refracted the light, like edged ice crystals, dazzlingly beautiful.

Ling Yao thought about it again, Gojo Satoru put the ring on her finger, smiled, and asked her if she would like to give her another thing.

And, going forward...it was the kiss that Gojo Satoru landed on the forehead without warning on the balcony in the early morning.

She never asked Gojo Satoru why he suddenly acted like this, even though the uncontrollable playback played in her mind over and over again, she didn't dare to think carefully about why.

As long as I think about it, my chest will be filled with a kind of eager answer.

--and many more.

The chandelier above the head refracted the light, and the bright light was like a slowly falling star, which reminded her of the night when Gojo Satoru sent her home in a blink of an eye.

He said, Ling Yao, did I not tell you that I like you?

That night, he also said—oh, by the way, and next time, don’t ask me if I can be your boyfriend.

He turned his face slightly, stretched out a finger, and tapped his face lightly and slowly, with a bright smile, "Kiss here."

At that time, she knew she was being teased by him, but she couldn't help but blush. Even after that, for several nights, she couldn't help thinking about his slight sideways movement, and said with a bright smile, kiss here.

So, on the first mission after coming to the high school, she and Gojo Satoru were in the car that day.

She asked out of nowhere, if there is a way to change it, she felt that she was embarrassed to kiss his face.

Gojo Satoru was amused by her seriousness, and he tapped her on the head, "I won't let a fool come to be together, just grow up well."

At that time, she was half a beat behind and didn't understand what he meant, so she asked in a daze, "So... will you kiss me then?"

Wujo Satoru said yes, that's fine, so be it.

- So, so.

Ling Yao raised her hand and put it on her forehead, the light from the chandelier above her head fell into her eyes, only the bright light from the car that day and his warm kiss on the forehead remained in her pupils .

So, is he now...boyfriend?

Until school started the next day, Ling Yao handed in her homework, met Momoi Wuyue after a long absence, and ate bento together at lunch.

Momoi Itsuki asked her what she was thinking absent-mindedly.

It was only after the bell rang that I realized it belatedly, myself!By Weitzman again!Off topic!

Ling Yao immediately took out her phone and texted Weitzman back: "Weitzman is avoiding the topic again."

Weitzman retweeted the photo: "So is he really your new boyfriend?"

"..."

Why do you do this again!

But, but this trick is really easy to use.

Ling Yao opened Wujo Wu's chat window again, thought about the wording several times, and asked directly if you are my boyfriend, so that she would appear too idiotic.

Obviously it was agreed at that time, his kiss... means, so what.

But if you don't ask clearly, I'm afraid it's not for this purpose.

Scratching her head, Ling Yao finished her bento, excused herself to take a break, temporarily separated from Momoi Wuyue, and found a quiet place where no one was around.

Then she took out her phone again, and after a while, she came up with a more roundabout question: "Why did you give me this ring?"

Gojo Satoru returned quickly this time, "Don't you always ask me if I have a fiancée?"

Ling Yao was taken aback, she didn't expect Gojo Satoru to bring up this topic, "So...do you have any?"

"Isn't the ring for you?"

Ling Yao lowered her head, and her gaze slowly shifted to her fingers.

She hurriedly opened the webpage she searched on the Internet that day - wearing a ring on the left middle finger means that two people are already engaged, and wearing a ring on the right middle finger symbolizes that two people are in a state of love.

And her ring is worn on the middle finger of her right hand.

Ling Yao seriously gave him advice and correction: "But you wear my right hand."

Gojo Satoru obviously didn't understand the meaning of what was said on the Internet, "What's wrong with your right hand? If you like your left hand, you can change it by yourself."

Ling Yao explained to him: "The left hand is the fiancée, and the right hand symbolizes the state of love."

I haven't responded to the message for a while, probably because I feel speechless.

Wujo Wu replied: "There is no difference between the two sides. If you want to wear your right hand, you can use your right hand. If you want to wear your left hand, you can use your left hand. You can change your left and right hands when you are free. But there is only one ring, and it is impossible to find a second one for you to wear." Wear it with both hands, give up on this point."

"..."

Ling Yao felt that his words were very irritating.

But she wants to know the answer more, "Why is there no difference? I don't know which side I should wear."

"Didn't I say that there is no difference between the two sides? - Both sides are you."

The wind blew slightly overhead, rolling in the noon sun.

The campus is full of trees, swaying with the wind in the wind and sunshine, and sprinkled tiny, bright spots of light at her feet.

After a long while, the screen of the mobile phone went black and stood by due to no one operating it for a long time.

Ling shook on the darkened screen, saw her dazed face, and the smile that crept up from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were bent into crescent moons because of the joy that she didn't notice in her heart.

Ling Yao turned on the phone again, wanting to ask about his fiancée, he mentioned it himself just now...

Still haven't had time to type yet.

"boom--"

The roar of locomotives approaching.

It stopped right in front of Ling Yao.

Ling Yao raised her head and saw a girl with long hair taking off her motorcycle helmet, revealing her pretty face in the light, smiling brightly at her: "We meet again, Ling Yao."

She put away her mobile phone silently, "Why are you in my school?"

99 Youji parked the car, put on the motorcycle helmet, and walked over, "Of course I came here specially to find you."