The Law of the Heart of the Strongest Magician

The night before the exam.

Since the exam was due early the next morning, I didn't make up lessons with everyone in the evening, and went home early after school.

After finishing the recitation task for the day, Ling Yao took out the workbook to review by herself.

My heart can't calm down.

It is not the first time that an exam has been taken after admission.

She has taken exams, mid-term exams, class quizzes, and exams many times, but she has never been nervous before the exam.

She thinks it's because she has a hard goal this time. Although King of Gold has lowered the goal from the top five in the grade to the top fifty, she still finds it very difficult.

It was past ten o'clock, and I barely finished writing the questions to be reviewed, but there were still some questions that I couldn't do.

During the period, I sent several text messages to Gojo Satoru.

"I'm a little nervous about the exam tomorrow."

"I don't want to do the questions anymore... I feel that even if I stay up all night tonight, I won't pass the exam tomorrow..."

"Mathematics is really difficult..."

"I have reviewed for a long time, but I still feel that I will not do well in the exam tomorrow..."

Gojo Satoru never replied to the text messages.

He seems to have been busy all this time.

I remembered what Wujo Satoru said would come back in three days, and I didn't know if it was tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

After reviewing, before going to take a shower, Ling Yao sent Wutiaowu a last text message, "Are you coming back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?"

Sent successfully.

After waiting for a while, Gojo Satoru didn't reply.

Looking at the message I just sent, I suddenly felt a little inexplicable, as if I was urging him...

She put down her phone, turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When I was blowing my hair, the sound of the hair dryer rang in my ears, and it was close to my ears, and the sound of the wind was constant.

Thinking about when Gojo Satoru would come back, coupled with the nervousness before the exam, she dried her hair very slowly, and then put the hair dryer back in place.

The room was very quiet, and since she was the only one living there, any sound would be amplified in the empty space.

When the sound of the hair dryer stopped, Ling Yao heard the kitten meow.

Then, there was the crisp ringing of the small bell on the cat teasing stick.

Ling Yao thought that the kitten jumped onto the cabinet and scratched off the cat teaser, so she said as she walked from the bathroom to the room, "Bing--"

"I can only play with you for a while, I have an exam tomorrow, I have to go to bed early..."

The words stuck in his throat.

Bell's footsteps stopped at the entrance of the room, and the wind blowing in from the window brushed the calves under the nightdress, making it a bit cool.

"What?" The man sitting on the chair looked up, the narrow table and chairs were a bit restrictive for him, so his long legs were propped to the outside of the table, and they were idling.

Seeing Ling Yao's stunned face for a moment.

With his head on one side, his elbows resting on the table, his chin resting, he smiled, "Then I came at such a coincidence that I disturbed you from going to bed early?"

In his other hand he held a cat teaser, and the small bells hanging from it jingled in his hand.

The kitten circled around his feet, frantically fluttering the ribbons and feathers on the cat teasing stick, and was so focused on playing that it didn't pay any attention to the ringing of the bell that just came back from the bathroom.

Only the person sitting on her chair, with blue beautiful blue eyes protruding from small sunglasses, looked at her with a smile.

Ling Yao still stayed where she was for a long time, she didn't know where the cramped feeling came from, and her hands and feet were a little uneasy.

After staring at each other for a long time, she slowly said, "You, when did you come?"

He looked up at the wall clock on the wall, "It's been more than ten minutes."

"Why didn't you tell me in advance..." She asked in a daze.

"Do you want to say it in advance?" His tone was light, as if he hadn't really considered this issue, and soon, he smiled to himself and said, "Then I will submit an application for you before I come next time?"

"You don't need to apply..." Ling shook in a muffled voice, "but you can't not even reply to text messages."

"Oh, you said text messages." Gojo Satoru picked up his mobile phone, opened the inbox, glanced at it, and then smiled brightly again, "I didn't pay attention to it on the way, I just saw it."

"……Um."

"No way? Are you unhappy?"

"I'm not unhappy either."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, "Then why are you standing there all this time?"

It was only then that Ling Yao remembered that she had been standing at the door of the room, and she just stood there talking for a long time.

She walked over in small steps, slowly.

The closer she got to Gojo Satoru, the more tense her heartbeat became, a kind of tension she couldn't explain clearly, the source of this tension was very strange, and she didn't know why she had such emotions.

Arriving in front of Gojo Satoru, he stretched his head forward and put it close to her eyes, with small sunglasses hanging on the tip of his nose, revealing a pair of blue eyes, looking at her with interest.

Then, with a funny expression, "What's the matter with you? I haven't seen you for more than ten days, why can't you say anything?"

"..."

"Ah, I see." Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said smoothly, "It's been a long time since I saw you, do you want to see my pretty face a few more times?"

He moved very close, right under her nose.

Under the thick eyelashes, the blue eyes kept blinking, and he smiled slyly, as if looking at her on purpose, "Look at her more if you like, if you don't remember what I look like, you will It breaks my heart."

"..."

Ling Yao stood where she was, with Gojo Satoru's approaching face occupying her field of vision.

He was born extremely good-looking, with fair skin and jewel-like blue eyes, which easily reminded people of the sky or the sea. With the arc of his smile, the corners of his eyes and brows raised slightly, and the whole person revealed a look of not letting go of anything. The laziness and flamboyance in the eyes.

They just sat there without moving, as if they were sharp.

During the few seconds when she didn't speak, Gojo Satoru didn't move, just leaned forward and looked at her in front of her.

The distance is very close, and you can still smell the faint smell of his body after bathing.

Ling Yao hesitated for a moment.

Slowly raising his hand, he poked his face.

Those blue eyes immediately burst into layers of astonishment.

His originally smiling gaze froze for a moment, and he remained in a daze for a few seconds, looked at her quietly, and said, "Ling Yao, what does this mean?"

It was only after poking that I realized that my behavior was inappropriate.

Especially after seeing that the ever-indifferent smile in Wujo Wutiao's eyes had subsided, she had a vague feeling that she had caused trouble.

She quickly put her hands behind her back.

Xiaobu took a step back, opened the distance, and whispered: "I'm sorry... I don't mean anything."

Gojo Satoru refused to let go, and leaned forward again, pulling the small distance away from the bell closer again, and asked in a low voice: "It doesn't mean you touch my face?"

"...That's not called touching." Ling Yao retorted in a low voice, "It's just poking."

"Take advantage and don't want to admit it?"

"..."

Gojo Gojo sat upright and went back, then glanced at her, his lips loosened, and said, "Come here."

"Why?" She hesitated a little.

"Why do you still ask me?" Gojo Satoru knocked on the table, "Settling accounts."

"..."

I don't know if it's because of a guilty conscience, but she always feels a little uneasy.

I really don't know why just now, seeing Gojo Satoru's face so close, I have such an impulse.

I haven't seen each other for more than ten days. Although I saw him once in the video during the period, he also sent a lot of photos, only a dozen of them on the day of apologizing, but the face seen through the screen is the same as the one in front of him. Gojo Satoru, who can move with laughter, is still different.

So she made a strange mistake and wanted to touch Wujo Satoru who was close in front of her, and through the sense of touch, she felt that Wujo Satoru was really in front of her, not a cold screen.

It's a pity that she just had this idea, and her rationality knew that it was wrong, so she dared to poke it quickly with her finger.

However, it seemed that Gojo Satoru was not too happy with just poking like this.

...to settle accounts.

You have to settle accounts like this again.

Ling Yao was a little uneasy.

Xiaobu moved in front of Gojo Wujo, and she spoke first, "I'm sorry..."

But the only answer to him was a simple yes.

And what follows--

Gojo Satoru grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him, and she sat directly on his lap.

Before she could react, Gojo Satoru had already let go of her arm, and his arm went around her, flipping through the math workbook she had put on the table, flipping through it page by page, without saying a word.

He looked intently at the exercise book in his hand, and didn't look at her again.

Ling Yao sat on Wujou's lap, his arms were around her, and Wujou's breath filled his breath, with a faint and light taste.

She was caged in Gojo Satoru's arms, a faint breath surrounded her, her originally stiff body became more and more top-heavy.

Gojo Satoru was still flipping through her exercise book.

As soon as she raised her head, she gently touched Gojo Wu's chin, and her soft hair brushed against the skin of his chin. She looked up at Gojo Wu's focused face, and asked, "Did you come back after taking a shower? ?"

Hearing this, he lowered his eyelashes and looked over with a smile on his lips, "Do you even care if I take a shower or not?"

"..." Ling Yao lowered her head again, "I didn't mean that."

"First, I went back to the high school to report the situation of the task, took a shower, changed my clothes, and I wanted to go straight to sleep, but—" He deliberately paused here, raised his eyebrows, "There is a student who is not good at mathematics. Stupid kid keeps texting me asking me to help her with her math, so I have to make another trip. It's okay, I thought it was more difficult to get in, but it doesn't seem to be very difficult."

He raised his chin, pointed at the open window, and raised the corners of his eyes, "Will you keep the window for me?"

"..." Ling Yao turned her head away, avoiding his sight, "I did it for ventilation."

"Tsk. It's not good to lie."

"That's not lying."

"I see," he said.

"What do you know……"

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled very nicely, "You said you are not lying, then you are not, it can only show that opening the windows for ventilation is indeed one of the reasons, but this reason is not a high proportion, the main reason is-- "

Ling Yao quickly covered his mouth with her hand, and said with a straight face, "You better stop talking."

Gojo Satoru blinked, innocently.

He took her hand down and smiled deliberately with the corners of his eyes raised, "Why don't you let me talk again? You are such a difficult child to coax, you won't let anyone say anything."

"..."

You are also very powerful when you beat back.

Ling Yao decided to change the subject, and defended herself: "Also, I didn't send a text message asking you to come and help me with my math review, I didn't say that."

"Is that so?" Gojo Satoru showed a dazed look, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the chat history, and read each item, as if he was really checking whether he had made a mistake.

When looking at her again, he bent his eyes, "But from what I see here, is that what you said?"

Ling Yao took off his hand holding the phone, looked at the chat history on his phone, and said with certainty: "How can I ask you to come over and help me review."

"Oh." Wutiaowu opened the first text message unhurriedly, reading from top to bottom, with no ups and downs in his tone: "I have an exam tomorrow, and I'm kind of nervous. I don't want to do the questions anymore, I feel like I'll just stay up tonight If you stay up all night, you won’t do well in the exam tomorrow. Math is really difficult. I’ve been reviewing for a long time, but I still feel like I won’t do well in the exam tomorrow.”

After finishing reading, he raised his eyes and said slowly: "In my opinion, every word is saying—Wu, come and help me, without you, I really can't do it."

He smiled, put his phone back on the table, and tapped his knuckles on the table, "I don't think I misunderstood."

"..."

Seeing that she stopped talking, Gojo Satoru hadn't finished talking, so he lowered his head to meet her gaze, and smiled out of shape, "What's going on today, why don't you talk all the time?"

"Why is your face so red, didn't you open the window for ventilation?" He continued.

"…………"

These words completely touched the last nerve that was tense in Ling Yao.

She stood up abruptly, two steps away from Wujo Wu, supported the edge of the table, and retorted dryly: "You are too hot, I am a little uncomfortable."

"That's it." Gojo Satoru looked away again, and pointed to a few questions in her homework workbook, "Are you still good at these questions?"

Ling Yao took a quick glance, then looked away, "...um."

"Let me tell you briefly, even if you can't, it's okay, after all, it's really difficult for you."

"..." Ling Yao looked at the face with crooked smiling eyes, expressionless: "You'd better go back."

He didn't continue to look for trouble, he simply closed the book, turned his body sideways, the corners of his lips curled into a brilliant arc, "I really don't need to tell you anymore?"

She replied coldly: "No need."

"That's a pity." His tone sounded not regretful at all, and he was a little bit embarrassed. "I took a look at your recent accuracy rate. If you can do these few questions, you won't have a problem getting a perfect score."

"..." Ling Yao directly pulled his arm, her strength actually couldn't pull Wujou's finger at all, but this time she easily pulled Wujou up from the chair.

Seeing the tall Gojo Satoru standing in front of her, and meeting his condescending gaze, she paused, and said with a straight face: "You should go back, I want to go to bed early, I can't help you here sleep."

"Okay." He touched her head casually, "Then see you tomorrow."

"I won't see you tomorrow either." She said stubbornly.

"Really?" He turned his head slightly, his blue eyes seemed to be asking for her opinion.

Ling Yao nodded, "Really."

"Then I'm really leaving—"

Ling shakes her hands to push him.

He was obediently pushed by her to the window.

Before leaving, he rubbed her head, met her angry face, and smiled inexplicably: "Don't be nervous, even if you don't do well in the exam and get kicked out by the old man, I can still take you in."

The corners of his lips were still raised high, "I don't dislike you for not being good at math."

The eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes, the small sunglasses hung on the tip of his nose, and the whole face was a little softer in the dimly lit window sill.

Ling Yao suddenly felt wronged, "But you say I..."

Gojo Gojo smiled, "What did I say to you?"

"You said that if you can do these few questions, you can get full marks in the test."

"So?" Gojo Satoru looked at her, "Isn't it enough to do all the questions you know how to do? There are only a few questions you can't do, so you can still get good grades in the test?"

Ling Yao was taken aback for a moment, raised her eyes, and met Gojo Wuzheng who was quietly looking into her eyes.

The blue under his eyes is like sinking into the deep sea.

She reacted belatedly, and the corner of her mouth suddenly curled into a smile, "That's right—then I don't actually have to worry about this exam at all, right? I don't need to get full marks either."

Gojo Satoru rubbed her head, with a slight smile on his brows, "Go to bed early if you're not nervous. See you tomorrow."

"Yeah! See you tomorrow!" After thinking for a while, she also said, "Go to bed early, too."