The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

When Gojo Satoru rang the bell and turned back to the gate of the arena, the crowd had already dispersed.

The next game will start soon, so there are not many people stranded at the door, even if there are a few people who come in a hurry, they rush to the venue, for fear that they will not be able to catch up with the start of the game.

As for the girl who rang the bell, she had long since disappeared.

"That..." Ling Yao tugged on Gojo Wu's clothes, "Can you let me down?"

Gojo Satoru put her down without hesitation, with a sullen face, and said coldly, "I'm not interested in hugging a stupid child like you either."

"..." Ling Yao didn't know why Gojo Satoru seemed unhappy again.

Did she say something wrong?

no……

Her foot still hurt a little, so she carefully supported herself with the other foot and stood firm, then she raised her head and asked Gojo Satoru: "By the way, why did you come to see me?"

As a result, the question seemed even more wrong.

Because Gojo Satoru's complexion looked even uglier.

He snorted coldly with his nose up, looking extremely upset, "You didn't have any impression of the text message you sent me last night, did you?"

Ling Yao blinked, confused, "Is there something unclear about that text message?"

"It's clear, it's so clear that I don't even know what it is." Saying so, Gojo Satoru hit her hard on the head, staring at her eyes inexplicably adding a sense of oppression .

"..." Ling Yao hurriedly stretched out her hand to break Wujou's hand, trying to break his hand off her head, but after breaking it for a while, she didn't move at all, and she gave up unhappy, "Let's reason, shall we?"

Gojo Wujo was amused when he heard it, and he smiled very nicely, "Okay, then let's talk about it."

"..." When he said to go to the girl who stepped on her just now, Gojo Satoru also tried to reason, but no matter how he felt, the way of reasoning was equally unfriendly.

Ling Yao went to break Wujo Wu's hand again.

Still can't break it off.

Looking up, he looked at Gojo Satoru with a very friendly and kind smile.

She protested in a different way, "While walking, talk about whether it's okay, I have to go home."

This time Gojo Satoru lowered his hand, and with his beautiful eyes under the thick lashes, he looked at her for about a second, bent his eyes and smiled, and said decisively, "Not good."

The corners of Ling Yao's mouth deflated visibly.

Gojo Satoru smiled even better, "It doesn't matter if you're not happy."

"...Then tell me."

"Wouldn't it be nice to be so good earlier?" Gojo Goku reached out his hand and took out the phone with a smile, and opened the text message. The top one was the text message that Ling Yao sent him last night.

He opened the text message, turned the screen around, and rang the bell.

Bending his eyes and smiling very friendly and kindly, but the aura around him was a bit dangerous to fight if he didn't speak well. He bent down to meet her eye level, and smiled with his eyes bent, "Read it again?"

Ling Yao instinctively took a step back, but didn't move half a step, her back pressed against the tree trunk behind her.

The dense branches and leaves overhead rustled in the wind.

She leaned against the tree trunk, glanced at Wujou's smiling face with crooked eyes, then looked at the text message, and said blankly, "Didn't you already see it, why did you want to read it?"

Gojo Satoru's smile subsided a little, and the corners of his lips curled into a smile, "If I tell you to read, you can read."

"..."

Ling Yao turned her eyes back to the phone screen in front of her, looked at the text message she sent to Wutiaowu last night, and read it carefully word by word, as gently and softly as if reading a text, "I'm sorry to disturb you late at night , but my mother told me that it is not suitable for a person like you to have deeper contact. It is best to refuse such things as meeting alone, dating, and physical contact. My mother said that a boy like you has a lot of emotional experience and will definitely hurt me. , so we will not meet alone, date, or have physical contact in the future, okay?"

After reading the last word, Ling Yao looked up, "I've finished reading."

He didn't move, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"That's what it means... Didn't I write it clearly? If you don't understand something, you can ask me and I will explain it to you."

"You explain?" He smiled, with an inexplicable smile, and his thick eyelashes drooped, casting a cold shadow on his pretty face.

"Ah."

"Okay." Gojo Satoru took back the phone, but still leaned over, with her back leaning against the tree trunk, and Gojo Goto's tall figure trapped her in the shadows.

His tone was flat, with a hint of a smile, "The first question."

Ling Yao also became serious, as if answering the teacher's questions in class, "You ask."

"Last night, what does it mean that you called me after sending this text message?" Originally, when Ling Yao made the phone call, he was already going to sleep, but after receiving the call, Ling Yao stood on the other side without saying a word. , thought that something happened, and rushed over directly.

It was only after he came back that he saw the text message that Ling Yao had sent him, and he almost died of anger.

Ling Yao thought of the phone call that was dialed indiscriminately last night, and Wujo Gojo rushed to her home thinking she was in danger, she was a little embarrassed, and her voice weakened, "I... I accidentally pressed the dial button. "

"It turned out to be a wrong press." He chuckled inexplicably, his voice sounded as relaxed as usual, with a raised tone, "I'll just say, I usually send me a text message. I call."

"..., you can ask the second question."

"The second question is very important, you can answer it after you think it over for me." He stared at the bell with a fierce tone.

"..." Ling Yao wanted to say that she would answer every question seriously, but she nodded slightly when she met Gojo Wu's eyes.

He squinted his eyes, and after a while, he asked, "A boy like me has a lot of emotions, feelings, experiences, and experiences?"

Ling Yao nodded, "Yes."

He restrained himself for a while, finally couldn't hold back, raised his hand again, and slapped Ling Yao's head hard.

Ling Yao was immediately dizzy by his shaking.

After finally stopping, still dizzy in front of my eyes, I heard Wutiao Wu's voice above my head, and said every word in a rage, "I still have my first love!"

He was so angry that the broken hair on his forehead was blown flying, "I am innocent, first love, first kiss, first night..."

Stopped abruptly.

Suddenly realized that this thing is not suitable for children, and the ringing of the bell is not suitable for listening, so he immediately changed his mouth.

"All in all, it's not as good as you said!"

Ling Yao covered her head, and when she was dizzy, she remembered that her mother said that boys like Gojo Satoru were very popular with girls. She subconsciously retorted: "Why? There should be many girls who like you, right?"

"How much is too much?"

"Uh... more than ten?"

Gojo Satoru sneered, "Sorry, all the girls in our school don't have ten."

Ling Yao subconsciously retorted, "Impossible."

"Are you free on weekends, right? I'll catch you to our school on weekends and count you personally. How many girls are there?"

After a moment of silence, Ling Yao whispered, "I don't want it anymore... My mother said that meeting alone, dating, and physical contact should be avoided."

"Oh." Gojo Satoru responded in a calm manner.

Then, Ling Yao felt that the hand that had been pressing on her head made a fuss again, holding her head and shaking it from side to side, making no sense at all.

After shaking for a while, Gojo Satoru finally stopped.

Ling Yao was already so dizzy that his eyes were staring, but at this moment, Gojo Wu's voice came from above his head, every word and every word was very clear, subdued with a bit of nasty laughter, "This is also physical contact, Xiao Ling Yao."

"..."

After finally regaining her senses, Ling Yao covered her head, raised her eyes to look at Gojo Wu with a bit more aggrieved eyes, and complained, "Mom is right, you will hurt me."

"Your mother is right. You can't have too much contact with a man who is flirtatious. A man with rich experience in love will also hurt you." He smiled and looked very friendly, but when this friendliness was overwhelmed and he approached her, Inexplicably dangerous, he narrowed his eyes, "But, let me tell you again——"

"The description of love experience has nothing to do with me, no, no, yes! My first love and first kiss are still there!" He stared at her fiercely, saw her eyes wince, and said with satisfaction: " You remember, don't give me a lot of hats every time, it's fine to say that I'm a scumbag before, and I'll explain it to you this time, if you dare to talk nonsense again—"

The hand pressing on her head exerted great force, making gestures to rub her head again, and threatened in a harsh tone: "Do you understand?"

"That... I have doubts." Ling Yao said in a low voice.

Gojo Satoru: "Ask!"

"What about the first night?"

"??"

"You mentioned your first night earlier, but you didn't mention it there just now." She paused, seeing Gojo Satoru's increasingly ugly face, and still honestly raised her doubts, "Why didn't you mention it? Are you here..."

"Ling, Yao." Holding back his energy, he called out her name fiercely, interrupting what Ling Yao hadn't finished speaking.

Ling Yao stared blankly at Wujo Wu, the words were interrupted, and then?

Why is there no text?

After waiting for a while, there was still no Gojo Satoru's voice.

Ling Yao tried to speak again, "That... first night, what do you mean?"

"Don't ask!" Gojo Satoru finally had a voice this time.

But the tone is not very good, very fierce.

Ling Yao was puzzled, and she didn't know why Gojo Satoru became so fierce again.

After thinking for a while, she raised her hand, caressed Gojo Goku's hand on her head, and whispered, "I won't ask any more, you put it down, okay?"

In the dusk when the setting sun was slowly falling, behind him was the blazing sunset, the color of red and orange like a flame, and the wind was blowing his light-colored silver-white hair, which glowed with gentle light in the color of the sunset.

He stared at her fixedly, as hot as the setting sun when the wind blew through his hair at this time.

half an hour.

He just opened his mouth, his voice was slightly lower, dark and deep, "Don't ask this kind of question to a man, not just me, and you can't ask other people, as long as it's a man, you can't ask it, do you understand?"

"...Okay." She didn't quite understand, but she was very obedient.

After thinking about it, he asked again, "Can I ask Munakata?"

Seeing that he was sullen and did not speak, she quickly added: "Before finding a suitable family to adopt me, Zongxiang taught me some things about human society. He said that there are things I don't understand, and it is inconvenient to ask others. You can ask him."

After a long time, Gojo Satoru answered her, "No!"

"OK then."

"—Let's go!" Gojo Satoru stood up straight, tall, and looked down at her with a somewhat condescending feeling, "The game is over, you want to go home?"

"Ah."

"Shall I send you home directly, or do you go by yourself?"

"I want to go by myself."

Gojo Goku bent his lips and smiled, "Afraid that your mother will see me?"

"...No, I want to buy a magazine in the bookstore on the way home. If you send me home, you won't be able to pass by there."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, "I don't remember having magazines on your bookshelf, when did you start reading magazines?"

"You, you peek at my bookshelf."

"What are you talking about? I go in your room every now and then. Your bookshelf is so big. Is there any need to peek at it?"

"........."

Ling Yao's face was swollen, wrinkled like a bun.

I didn't talk to Wujo Satoru all the way.

The bookstore is not far, just near the school, just a few steps away.

There are many students who usually come here to buy books, wearing the uniforms of various schools.

Bell walked into the bookstore, and found the magazine section according to the area division on the sign. Gojo Satoru followed her with a relaxed look.

But Ling Yao suddenly stopped moving.

He lowered his head, somewhat puzzled, "Did you find the magazine you want to buy?"

Ling Yao didn't answer, but gently tugged on his clothes, raised her head and said softly: "The girl who stepped on me...is that one."

"Huh?" He looked in the direction that Ling Yao pointed at, and after a while, he laughed, "Oh, it seems like a coincidence."

He pressed his hand on her head, not shaking his head as badly as before, it was very light, and his wide palms were pressed against her head, giving him some peace of mind to rely on.

The broken hair in front of the forehead was messed up, but Wujo Wu's palm only stopped for a moment, she saw Wujo Wu's figure passing by her side, walking straight towards the girl in front, leaving only a tall and tall face for her. A solid, reliable back.