Gentlemen, I like chaos

"Eh, is that so?"

He Gezi was stunned for a moment: "As expected of Shunpei, he can always make me feel elated in two or three sentences."

She turned her head to look at the boy beside her. The sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy is handsome and gentle, and the contours of his face can be vaguely seen when he is mature. If she lived in the current world at this age, she might like it. What about the boys.

"Junpei and I... well, the ideal type I envisioned when I was a child is very similar."

Junpei's eyes widened subconsciously: "Really?"

"That's right." Wakako was a little embarrassed: "She is gentle and cute, no matter how you think about it, she is very suitable for love."

She is also very virtuous, marrying home means earning money.

The young man's cheeks turned red suddenly, he turned his head sideways, his reddened ears were almost steaming: "Miss Wakako is really..."

He bit his back molars: "Don't make such a joke, I... I will be very embarrassed."

He couldn't help thinking in his heart, Wageko is really a bad character, how can he control his heartbeat by saying such things.

Wakako didn't notice his fault, she was too impressed with Junpei's preconceived ideas, and she didn't even realize that what she was doing now could be called molesting a boy from a good family.

"Shunping's face is too thin." She couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I won't tease you. When Shunping meets a girl you like, remember to tell me. As your guardian, I will Take good care of it for you."

"……Well."

His heart sank, the boy's eyes closed slightly, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was very calm: "Understood, Miss Wakako."

"Actually, you don't need to call me this all the time." Wakako patted him on the shoulder: "You can also call me sister."

"...Well, sister."

*

He Gezi woke up from his coma, only to realize that he had strayed into someone else's dream.

In fact, it is not uncommon to enter the dream. In the world ten years later, she sometimes breaks into the dreams of believers. Those guys with different personalities are always unexpectedly frank in their dreams.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but wonder who summoned her in her dream this time.

She took a few steps casually, but in her dream, she accidentally saw someone she never expected.

—she saw herself.

She saw that she was wearing a red dress, her face was hazy, but her figure was very clear. "She" was sitting on a bench, quietly flipping through a novel, and took a few steps closer to Gezi, only to realize that the book was not from a famous writer, but a collection of very unpopular novels.

Her eyes narrowed all of a sudden.

This is a novel she often used to pass the time in her previous life.

She took a few steps forward, and unexpectedly found that her figure was disappearing. When she finally came back to her senses, the picture in front of her eyes suddenly changed. She found herself standing at the door of a classroom, wearing a very familiar black school uniform.

"Yo, Wakako, good morning."

The right shoulder sank suddenly, and a warm body pressed against her, wrapping an arm around her neck.

Wakako's eyes slowly opened wide.

"Why are you standing here stupidly? If you don't go in, you'll be late."

"Five Enlightenment..."

She said quietly:

"Why are you here."

……

"Hey, aren't you sick?"

The boy with white disheveled and shattered hair showed a dazed expression. He stretched out his hand to Wakako's forehead, and tried his own temperature again, with a puzzled expression on his face: "I don't have a fever."

He Gezi gently pushed him away, eyes downcast, unable to see clearly the emotions inside.

"...I feel a little dizzy, maybe I didn't sleep well this morning."

"Idiot." The boy on the opposite side laughed suddenly: "I told you not to sleep well, you stayed up late last night to catch up on drama again."

……

*

Wakako finds it absurd that he accidentally stumbled into Wujo Wu's dream.

Gojo Satoru is not those big-hearted and brainless believers of gods. He is bold and cautious, and he is quite quick-witted. It is absolutely impossible for Gojo Satoru to do the stupid thing of opening the sea of ​​​​consciousness to others without thinking.In other words, in He Gezi's consistent impression, this cheating guy is always threatening her existence with a pressing attitude, which makes him and Gezi very energetic every time he sees him.

But this impression may end today.

Wakako couldn't help but shook his head.

Man, always such a group of confident guys.Gojo Satoru considered himself to be superior, so he actually let down his vigilance towards her, and subconsciously summoned her.

It's really... so funny.

Since he invited her to enter his subconscious hometown, He Gezi naturally accepted the kindness disrespectfully.

She smiled slightly, and poked the collar of the teenager sitting in the front row with the pen cap.

"Hey."

"what happened?"

Gojo Satoru turned his head, his white hair was covered with fine specks of light under the refraction of the sun, looking extremely beautiful.Wakako pursed her lips and pointed out the window.

"Are you free after school? Come with me to a place."

"Hey, what are you going to do?" Gojo Satoru became interested, he bent down and got closer, the lens on the bridge of his nose slid down, and when it was about to fall off, a slender hand suddenly grabbed it and took off the glasses down.

"Ah... I did it subconsciously, sorry."

Wakako's eyes blinked, and a strand of hair floated to her forehead, covering those beautiful eyes.

"But having said that, Gojo-kun's eyes are really pretty."

"Baby's blue eyes, when you smile, it's like the whole sky lights up."

"Really?" Gojo Satoru opened his eyes wide: "He Gezi actually said such a thing, isn't he really sick?"

He stretched out his hand to test her temperature while he was talking, and he was still muttering: "Sure enough, I made a mistake in my judgment this morning. It seems that I have lost my mind due to fever. Do you want to go to the infirmary now..."

A cross popped out on He Gezi's forehead, what does this bastard think of her, it's wrong to praise him, should he be scolded severely.

She suddenly raised her head and looked straight into the boy's eyes. A pair of inorganic black pupils and blue eyes faced each other, clearly reflecting the other's reflection.

"I say……"

She raised her eyebrows.

"Wujo, do you like me?"

……

"Eh—wait, wait?!"

Gojo Satoru backed away abruptly, backing to the door of the classroom: "Hashidou sack, Wakako, what happened to you today, why did you suddenly ask, asking such a question?"

The roots of his ears couldn't help turning red, his azure eyes were full of surprise, and there was also a hint of imperceptible panic.Seeing his reaction, Kazuko was also stunned, she said to herself: No, she just made a joke casually, why did Gojo Satoru react like this, could it be that he really...

No, no, is this guy a shaker?She hasn't said a few normal words to him, how could she fall in love with her?

The corner of He Gezi's mouth twitched a little, and the first thought that popped into his mind at this moment was: Fu Heisher didn't lie to her.

But which corner did he see it from, can he see it all?

Under her increasingly pained expression, Gojo Satoru finally couldn't help but speak.

"Wakako..."

His face was very strange: "First of all, I want to clarify first, I was just scared by you just now, and I behaved poorly because I didn't react."

"...Well, secondly, I think you need to correct your narcissism. Don't confess to male classmates casually, it will scare others."

"Wait, who told you..."

"And I think your logic is a bit wrong, but you can ignore it, so where did Jie and Nitro go, let's go find it first...

... them.

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped, Gojo Satoru lowered his head, looked at the girl in front of him, and asked belatedly.

"What did you... just do?"

"I gave you a kiss."

He Gezi raised his eyebrows, with a look of disgust on his face: "You are too tall, I almost couldn't reach it just now. But then again, where are the five no-lower-limit spells of yours?"

The corners of her mouth were curved playfully, her eyes were full of ridicule: "Is it because of me, is the subconscious lifted?"

"...No, actually I never drove it at school... Hiss, it hurts! What are you doing!"

Gojo Satoru covered his stomach: "Did you really take the wrong medicine today?"

"..."

He Gezi's interest suddenly dissipated: "I said, Wujo-kun, your EQ is too low, you don't even know how to please girls, or is it because you are nervous that you speak freely?"

There was a hint of sarcasm on the tip of her brow, and her eyes also faded. This familiar look finally made Wujou heave a sigh of relief.

"It's finally back to normal."

He pursed his lips, and reached out to pick up the sunglasses on the desk: "It's because Wakako is so abnormal, you never looked like this before."

"What was I like before?"

"Well... just like now, bad temper, bad and bad personality, likes to play tricks on others, and always has a lukewarm attitude towards me..."

"Really?" Wakako narrowed his eyes: "How long have we known each other?"

"It's been two years?" Gojo Satoru found a chair and sat down, fanning the wind with his hands: "Huh...it's so hot, it was the same weather when we first met, you seemed to be wearing a little white dress, I I still remember."

"Think about it again, when did we first meet?"

The corner of He Gezi's mouth suddenly twitched: "Gotiao-kun, am I really your classmate?"

"classmate……"

Gojo Satoru's eyes became confused, and after a while, his expression changed suddenly.

"Washio... Wakako?"

[Finally woke up? ]

He Gezi sighed in his heart, this guy is too difficult to explain in words, even if he wakes up, it is convenient to ask many things...

But he saw the handsome white-haired boy in front of him dazed for a while, his eyes became more and more subtle. He looked at her as if he was looking at a math problem that troubled countless people.

"Why did I dream again, it's too bad, it's still this type of dream..."

He Gezi heard him chanting a few words, but before he had time to react, Gojo Satoru suddenly got up and walked straight towards her.

Wait, what is this for?

Gojo Satoru said as he walked, "If you die, you can die. It's just a dream anyway. Let me make sure what's on my mind... Anyway, that's it."

Facing Wakako's bewildered eyes, he grabbed the girl's shoulder, bent down and kissed her.

"Um... um..."

The youth's kiss was green and reckless, lips and teeth collided together, bringing a faint smell of blood and an indescribably sweet and sour smell.He Gezi was shocked to find that her dominance in the dream had disappeared. She wanted to cut off the contact, but she couldn't receive any response.

Gojo Satoru hugged her, his cheeks were terribly hot, but his eyes became brighter and brighter. He pressed his whole body on the girl's body, like a fat and heavy cat, lively and clingy.

[I hate cat men. ]

Wakako struggled helplessly in her heart.

……

Gently pressing against the girl's forehead, Gojo Satoru closed his eyes and tightened his arms tighter and tighter.

"So that's how it is..."

He is so stupid.

I dug myself into it.

……

"It's so stupid..."

Gojo Satoru thought resignedly.

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The author has something to say:

That's right, DK Enlightenment A went up in the dream.

When he wakes up the next day, will he find that there is something wrong with the dream last night, or will he not find out ╮(￣▽￣)╭