The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

It rained all night, and in the middle of the night, it still didn't stop.

Ling Yao numbly pushed Gojo Wu from under the quilt, "I'm hungry."

Gojo Satoru's answer was next to his ears: "Are you sure you want to eat now?"

Ling Yao closed her eyes and nodded, she was so sleepy that she didn't open her eyes, "I didn't even eat dinner...and I'm very tired."

Gojo Satoru had already got out of bed, heard what she said, tapped her forehead lightly with his finger: "Before preparing for a surprise next time, have dinner first, remember?"

In her sleep, Ling Yao found his finger poking annoying, so she waved his hand away, adjusted her posture and continued to sleep.

After lying down for a while, Ling Yao finally realized that she had asked Gojo Satoru to make food for her when she was half asleep and half awake.

She opened her eyes slowly, the bedside night light was on, and in the dim light, the seat next to her was indeed empty.

And the aroma of food came from the kitchen.

Ling Yao also turned over and got out of bed, and the moment she put on her shoes and stood up, her legs paused feebly, before slowly walking towards the kitchen.

The light was on, and the warm light fell on Gojo Satoru. There was something boiling in the pot in front of him, and steaming steam was rising, hiding his figure in the haze.

He turned his head and looked over, "It's not cooked yet, are you so hungry, go lie down for a while, don't you mean you're very tired?"

"No...I want to see you." Ling Yao walked over, looking down at the steaming soup in the pot.

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru chuckled, "It seems that I'm not that tired."

"..." Speaking of the ringing of the bell, I couldn't help accusing him, "You really went too far today."

"Indeed, my voice is hoarse. Fortunately, tomorrow is the weekend and I don't have to go to school."

Ling Yao looked away, "It's good that you know, then why don't you restrain yourself a little bit."

"Ling Yao, you have to know, this cannot be restrained."

"You were not like this before, not as...excessive as today."

"Did you think I didn't want to?"

"...?"

Gojo Satoru turned off the fire, took out a clean bowl and spoon from the cabinet, and said, "You were always shy when I kissed you before, so I can only take my time."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and gave her a bright smile, showing off and arrogance, "How about it, am I good enough for you?"

"..."

"Why stare at me? You were not like this just now. You kept calling me husband just now. Why are you staring at me like this now? It will make me very sad."

Ling Yao immediately blushed, "Just now, that was you, you forced me to scream like that..."

"Then I won't force you now, just call and listen." He pinched her face.

"..."

Ling Yao slightly lowered her head to avoid his gaze, "...husband."

Gojo Satoru smiled brightly, "Good boy."

Ling Yao really didn't have much strength, and the soup was very hot, so he finally went back to lie down and waited for the temperature to cool down before being called up by Gojo Satoru to finish eating.

When I went back to sleep, I saw a few condoms in the trash can that I had just used tonight, and asked curiously, "Why do I have to wear this every time?"

Gojo Satoru took her into his arms after lying down, and asked, "Didn't the name tell you that it's for contraception?"

"Will there be a baby if I don't wear this?" She nestled in his arms and asked with blinking eyes.

"Yeah." He looked down at her, "Do you like children?"

"...I don't know, but I like small life very much, like flowers blooming in potted plants, like lively kittens, like fireflies, I think new life is very interesting, if it is my own, I should be more like."

He smiled slightly, "You are still a stupid child who can't take care of yourself, and I'm so angry that I take care of you."

Ling Yao frowned, fell into distress, and began to imagine the scene after having a child. If he was hungry, she would not cook for him...

As for Gojo Satoru, once he was on a business trip, he couldn't help.

Wujo Wu saw that she had been silent for a long time, looked down and saw her pensive face, couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter, are you really thinking about how to raise a child?"

Ling Yao worriedly said: "Will I starve him to death?"

"Do you know why you didn't starve yourself to death?"

"……why?"

"Because you have me in charge of you."

Ling Yao didn't quite understand, "So you mean, you will also take care of our children?"

"You are still not convinced if you say you are stupid."

"..." Ling Yao didn't bother with him for the time being, and continued: "But you have to take care of me and the children, won't it be very tiring?"

"will not."

Ling Yao blinked her eyes, she didn't know what to say for a moment, she still felt that this would be a bother to him, but at the same time she felt that maybe he could really do it.

then.

next second.

Gojo Satoru said, "I can hire a few more servants."

"..."

The rain outside the window was pouring, the rain was noisy, and it didn't stop in the quiet night.

Gojo Satoru turned off the night light and rubbed her head, "Go to sleep, and then think about the child after you graduate. I can't let you go to school and get pregnant at the same time."

Ling Yao felt that what he said made sense, "Yes."

"It's still a long time, you will learn to take care of yourself." After a pause, he said, "It doesn't matter if you don't learn."

The rainy air was cold, and the bell was nestled in his arms and the soft quilt, like an extremely comfortable nest, her eyelids closed, and soon fell asleep again.

When I woke up the next day, the rain had stopped.

After sleeping all night, my body is not so weak.

Gojo Satoru has been on a business trip for half a month, and today seems to have a free vacation, which happens to be the weekend, and Ling Yao doesn't have to go to class.

But it's raining, and it seems like I can't go anywhere.

The torrential rain was reported in the morning news, reminding citizens to pay attention to safety when traveling.

So this whole morning in the bedroom, Gojo Satoru accompanied her to watch a movie, she opened a large bag of potato chips, but she just took the fifth bite, reached out to touch, and the bag of potato chips was already empty.

She looked down at the empty potato chip bag.

Looking up again, Gojo Satoru wiped off the potato chip residue from the corner of his mouth, noticed her gaze, and smiled brightly at her, "Dessert is still delicious."

Ling Yao was very angry, and pushed away his embrace, one meter away from him.

Then, Gojo Satoru grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back, and directly carried her into his arms, locked her in his arms, bent his eyes and smiled, "Stingy."

"You pay me for potato chips."

"Can I go shopping with you this afternoon?"

"Oh."

"Also, go to the King of Gold in the afternoon to get the bell back."

As a result, in the afternoon, the plan was suddenly interrupted.

The Wutiao family received a call and wanted to go back to the Wutiao family.

At that time, she had just gone out with Wujo Wu, so she had to change directions halfway.

On the way to Wutiao's house, Ling Yao retreated a little, "Can I not go?"

Gojo Satoru glanced at her, "Coward."

"..."

He knocked on her head, "Didn't you just come here on the wedding day, and it's not the first time you came back, why do you still care so much?"

"...I'm actually afraid that they won't accept me."

"Do you know who the head of the Wujo family is now?"

"..."

Seeing that she had stopped talking, Gojo Wujo pinched her face comfortingly, "So no one dares not to accept it, and besides, you are my wife now, and you are also the master there."

"……Um."

Arriving at the gate of Wutiao's house, Ling Yao looked at the gate of the mansion from a distance, layers of memories flooded her mind for a moment, making her feel in a trance.

The first time I came back here since I left the Gojo house when I was a child was the day of my wedding.

But it didn't stay for too long, and the wedding etiquette was going on throughout the whole process, and there was no extra energy to look back.

This time is the real sense of coming back here again.

gallery.

eaves.

garden.

Ling Yao's hand was held by Gojo Satoru, and she followed his footsteps step by step. Her gaze stayed at every familiar place, and her memory kept beating her like waves, leaving her in a kind of dazed suspension all the time. feeling.

While walking through the hallway, Jingle is attracted by a bush of flowers.

Gojo Satoru noticed that her footsteps could not help but slow down, looked down at her, and then followed her gaze.

Ling Yao asked: "Are there still fireflies there?"

"You can watch it after dark."

"Then can I go to your previous room and have a look?"

Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes, and after a while, he turned his head and said to the servants following behind him, "Go ahead first, I'll come over later."

"Yes."

After the servants left.

Wujo Wucai leaned over and laughed at her, "Why did you look panic-stricken from the moment you entered the door? Don't worry, the attendants of the Wujo family have basically changed, and most of them don't know you."

This was something Ling Yao didn't expect, "Why did you change it?"

"Because you erased my memory, I didn't remember anything about you when I woke up. It just so happened that my old man also thought that he would save a lot of trouble, so he took advantage of the opportunity to replace all the servants who knew about it."

"..."

When he reached the room before Gojo Satoru, he opened the door and led her in.

The first thing Ling Yao saw was the table next to the window. In the past, Wujo Wu always sat there and read a book, and later he taught her to write, and he also sat there.

After Gojo Satoru sat down, he picked her up and sat on his lap to face him. He smiled, "It's like I'm bullying you."

"No, you didn't bully me, but suddenly felt a little unreal. I used to be nervous to talk to you while sitting here. I never thought that I would be able to sit here with you after many years."

Ling Yao hugged him, and buried her face between his necks.

Almost at the same time, Gojo Satoru habitually put his arms around her waist, "Why are you nervous, I have never been fierce to you before."

"It's because you are so kind to me... No one has ever been so kind to me. No matter what I am thinking, you can guess it. Whether it is fear, loneliness, longing, envy or worry, you can see through it at a glance. It's because you are so kind, I always feel that you are too far away, maybe one day I will be left behind by you, and I will never catch up with you again."

Gojo Satoru hugged her lightly, along her long hair hanging on the back, and passed his fingers through the hair, "How can I make you feel that this is real?"

He reached out and unbuttoned the two buttons of his collar, opened the collar, and pointed to the teeth marks on his shoulder, "Does this make you feel more real?"

"..."

"If you still feel unreal, you can bite into another one now," he said.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Gojo Gojo buttoned up the button, hugged her and said, "I never thought of leaving you before, you could have grown up by my side forever."

His cell phone rang at this moment.

He glanced at the message he sent, closed his phone, raised his eyes and said to her, "You can play for a while by yourself, you can go wherever you want, and I will come to accompany you after I am done. If it is late, I can I will accompany you to see if there are any fireflies there."

"Ah."

"Uh, what, why don't you get up after you promised?"

"..."

After a while, Gojo Satoru made a helpless voice, and then pulled the corners of his mouth into a chuckle: "I didn't know you were so clingy before, so do you want to go with me? I don't mind hugging my wife in front of a group of old men."

"..."

I have to say that seeing the elders of the Wutiao family really hit the nail on the head for her.

Ling Yao quickly got off his lap.

However, just as she stood up, Gojo Satoru immediately lifted her chin and kissed her.

After his long and intense kiss, he patted her on the head and whispered to her: "Can you confirm? I'm real."

After a while, Ling Yao tugged at his collar and pulled him down a little bit.

She held Gojo Wujo's shoulders, bit him lightly on the neck, and then let him go. She looked at the place she just bit in confusion, "I don't know how to describe that unreal I used to sneak a glance at you, and when you corrected my address, I was so nervous that I almost couldn't speak well, but now I'm still standing in this position, but I can bite you."

Gojo Satoru raised his finger and touched the place where she had just bitten, feeling a little funny: "Suddenly I feel that I have a cat, which is clingy and bites."

"..."

"Go back and bite, you can bite wherever you want."

The scenes from last night came flooding back, and Ling Yao suddenly felt a wave of heat surge, she pushed him away unnaturally, "...I won't bite tonight."

Gojo Satoru blinked, and said innocently and arrogantly: "Is it true that you don't bite? But Xiaoling is so cute."

"..."

Seeing that Ling Yao looked at him blankly and was about to ignore him, he put away his silly smile.

She rubbed her head, "Let's play for a while, if you are sleepy, you can take a nap, the things on my side may take a little longer."

"By the way," Gojo Satoru said to her again before going out, "There are still your old things in the drawer of this desk, you can look for them."

He closed the door for her as he left.

The room was so quiet that she was the only one left. She stood there for a while, rubbed her hot face, and moved back to the table after a long while.

She is very familiar with this table, paper, pen, books, she knows what is placed on each floor.

She came to Gojo Satoru's room every day, and he taught her to write here. She learned very slowly, and Gojo Satoru was both impatient and patient.

His patience refers to seeing that she learned slowly and did not give up on her, and he still taught her every day.

His impatience means that she couldn't learn it after several times, so he gave her a lot of paper and asked her to copy it a hundred times, and then he continued to read his book beside him.

But she learned how to write his name in the fastest time.

Followed by his own name, Bell.

The day he first taught her to write, he wrote his name on a piece of paper and then, at her request, wrote a bell next to his name.

At that time, after he finished writing, he didn't ask why he wrote such a word, but later gave her a wind chime.

Bell rang in the desk drawer and found this piece of paper.

After the baptism of time, the paper has lost its original whiteness, but the handwriting on it is still neat and beautiful.

There were layers and layers in the drawer, as well as other things she wrote when she was practicing calligraphy, but this one didn't even have any creases, and it was the one she kept as a treasure before.

She found a pen and paper in the drawer, and re-wrote his and her names according to the handwriting written by Gojo Satoru.

But no matter how many times I write it, it doesn't seem to be as good-looking as the one written by Gojo Satoru back then.

Sheet after sheet.

Sitting in front of this desk that overlaps with her memory, she wrote all afternoon unconsciously.

When she raised her head from the white paper in front of her, the sun outside the window had already set, and the sky was filled with the orange color of dusk, like a vast expanse of burning flames, continuous with the night that was about to fall.

Ling Yao was still thinking about the fireflies, she tidied up the papers on the table.

She remembered that on the day when she met Gojo Satoru for the first time, when passing by that field of flowers, the servant said that he had been in that field of flowers all the time because there were fireflies there.

It was also the first time they met, he saw through the lies of her life experience and the scars all over her body, so he ordered his servants to give her the ointment.

The cool ointment was applied to the bruises one after another, and it seemed to heal not only the wounds on the body, but also the heart that had been frightened all the time.

So she made a decision.

It was one of her boldest decisions.

She went to the flowers to catch a lot of fireflies, holding them in the palm of her hand, and at dusk when the sun was about to end, she ran quickly along the corridor to his room and showed the fireflies to him.

That was the only thing she could think of at that time, something she could thank him for and give him, together with all the sincerity in her heart and the desire for light.

She has been unable to find a suitable description.

She only felt that he was far away, noble by birth, aloof, unfathomable to even the ends of his hair, even though he was standing in front of her, watching the fireflies in her palm flying around, she still felt that there was a Milky Way between her and him.

He is at the end of the galaxy, but she can only look up and chase.

Only now did she understand how to describe it.

He should be the light, the light that illuminates her in her long and dull darkness. Once he appears, she can see the direction clearly.

There were footsteps in the corridor.

Ling Yao packed up the papers she had written all afternoon, and ran towards the door.

The door opened from the outside, Gojo Satoru was about to come in, when suddenly she hugged her full.

There was a moment of astonishment in his eyes, and then he glanced at the stack of papers on the table, "Have you been sitting here all afternoon?"

"Ah."

"Why don't you go outside and play for a while?"

She raised her face and smiled at him, "I like it here."

Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows, "I don't think you like this place, but you like me."

Ling shook his collar.

He bent down and moved closer to her.

Ling Yao kissed him on the lips, "Are you done with your work? Then let's pick up the bell, buy some potato chips, and then go home."

Behind him is the falling sunset, the color of flames, just like the evening when she held fireflies in her palm and showed him many years ago, she was full of his anxiety and uneasiness, and only had his appearance in her eyes.

But at this moment, the light she had been chasing all this time embraced her in his arms.

He said, "Okay, let's go home."