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Without hesitation, he hung up and blocked Yilong, and quickly changed the phone's ringtone back. Xia Youjie looked at the blind and stupid congregation again.

Watching a group of stupid people being captured by the police officers, they were still cursing the conjurer loudly, cursing the astral body, under the dim light, they were like a group of uncivilized monkeys, chirping, stupid and savage, making people laugh.

It is estimated that the law does not blame the public.

Xia Youjie thought sarcastically.

However, Lan Tang has already gone to the police officer in charge, and Qian Quan can get a lot of convenience in some parts of the asset country.

This morning, when I first investigated the headquarters of the Panxing Sect and saw their mood, it was completely different from now.

It's a blast, but is it right?

At the beginning, after listening to the huge horror of Lan Tang's nonchalantly proposed murder, the shame brought by Gojo Satoru's prank phone alarm, and the refreshment of those believers after being punished, Xia Youjie, who recovered his thinking, was in a mess. of.

"Lan Tang," Xia Youjie looked at Lan Tang who came after talking with the police officer, and swallowed some words...

Lan Tang walked up to him, raised his hand, and twisted his slender index finger and thumb in black gloves.

"Snapped!"

A chestnut hit the smooth forehead.

"what."

Xia Youjie's drooping bangs swayed, he covered his forehead, and looked at Lan Tang who made a sudden attack with a little bit of bewilderment in his dark purple eyes.

Like a dog that was suddenly hit with a chopstick.

Lan Tang withdrew his hand, and his indifferent expression in front of the police officers showed a bit of helplessness and pampering.

"If you have any questions, just ask." Lan Tang looked at Xia Youjie with a headache, as if he had seen the shy children he took in when he was the director of the orphanage.

One who didn't pay attention would show an abandoned expression.

Lan Tang sighed: "I can't find your help every time, Jie, sometimes, let's rely on others.

I think wildly, hold back for a long time, and in the end I will only dig into the horns. "

"........Feel sorry?"

The believers were all arrested, and the auditorium used for the meeting gradually fell silent. It should be the last person to leave without closing the door, and the wind blew the door creaking.

anyway,

Xia Youjie thought belatedly.

Am I asking for help?

"Are you starting to regret that they were just arrested again?" Lan Tang lightly touched the person in front of him who had the same jet-black long hair, and the smooth long hair was unexpectedly soft, so Lan Tang touched it again.

"Don't worry," Lan Tang showed a gentle expression, "They will all live in prison."

"Lantang, I won't go to the bureau to catch you."

Lan Tang ignored the trash talk that the bear child was still saying: "Don't suppress your anger, they are not good people, and there is no need to have any psychological burden."

Lan Tang, why are you so proficient?

"No, forget it, this kind of thing is meaningless, I just..." Xia Youjie was so anxious that he said without paying attention: "I just didn't want to understand it for the time being."

Xia Youjie's voice gradually lowered, and his long and narrow fox eyes drooped lowly: "I don't think the one who protects is a warlock, and shouldn't be such a person."

"It's meaningful," Lan Tang thought for a while, although he didn't agree with it, he still followed the idea of ​​the child who seemed to be crying in his heart:

"Whether it's to uphold the law, or so that they can no longer harm others, shouldn't it be taken for granted that the wicked should be punished?"

The confusion in the dark purple pupils dissipated a little, and a faint light lit up.

"but,"

"There are more villains in this world than you think." Lan Tang lowered his eyes and sighed, like a wise elder teaching the little fox who just came out of the cave.

A kind-hearted young man, he is engaged in the work of fighting against the curse after leaving school. He is not afraid of death, and his transparent and beautiful quality is like jade.

It's just that it hasn't been polished by the world, and it's too fragile.

There are too many villains in the world who have escaped punishment.

Lantang thought.

However, although he is not a good person, especially during the war, too many people who were innocently affected and dealt with to prevent leaks died at his hands.

Arthur Rimbaud is an extremely evil Shura who would stand on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood and sniff roses.

but.

The idea is clean and cute.

The extremely evil knife is hidden in a clean sheath, covering the countless bloodstains and dead souls on the knife, and firmly guarding the clean Taoyuan.

After Lan Tang decided to use a few hidden stakes that were not given to Wujo Wu because they were related to the black market, he would screen Xia Youjie's tasks in the future.

But what should be said is still to be said, just in case.

"Because you have too high expectations for human nature, you will be stabbed, Jie, don't underestimate the bottom line of villains."

"It's really annoying, just treat them as ants."

.........

It was already midnight when we went back, and Xia Youjie, who was caught in philosophical thinking, was sent back to the dormitory. Even in the middle of thinking, Xia Youjie reminded thoughtfully:

"Although sometimes I play games and sleep late, Wu Wu may already be asleep at this time today. Lan Tang shouldn't have to knock on the door, just go in."

Lan Tang directly grasped the key point: "Wu usually plays games very late?"

Xia Youjie showed a puzzled expression: "Huh? It's not too late, but some games are really fun, and they lasted all night without knowing it."

Lan Tang: "Game, is it fun?"

Xia Youjie: "I don't know, Wu told me that I don't have time to play long games."

"After all, you can't stay up late."

Lan Tang turned his head, looked at the lit lights, and slowly narrowed his eyes.

Saying goodbye to Xia Youjie, Lan Tang came to the door of the only dormitory with lights on.

The lights are on, either playing games or waiting for him to come back to sleep.

Half vigilant and half moved, Lan Tang took out the key and gently opened the door.

The door with good sound insulation is opened a crack, and the sound effects of the game are generally pouring in the ears.

The white-haired boy sitting in front of the TV and holding a game controller was not guilty at all, and directly greeted confidently: "Hi ~ Lan Tang!"

Lan Tang smiled: "Hi."

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Xia Youjie from the next bedroom smiled and covered the quilt and put on earplugs.

...........

the next day.

Lan Tang pressed the alarm bell of 'jingle bell', got up, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and then returned to the bed in the bedroom, patted his head nestled in the soft quilt, only the messy white hair top was exposed: " Wu, wake up."

The exposed point shrank into the quilt, dazedly: "I'll sleep for another 5 minutes."

Lan Tang sighed, so he had to go to the kitchen to prepare two lunch boxes. Half an hour later, he came to the bedroom again and pressed Mao Mao who was wrapped in the quilt: "Wu, don't you want to eat?"

"Five Points.... Hurrah...."

The giant group of cats was under the quilt, only muffled voices could be heard.

Lan Tang opened the closet, chose the clothes to wear, patted and shook, then lifted the quilt, dug the sleeping cat out of the quilt, dragged his legs and back to hug him, walked to bathroom:

"Enlightenment! We're going to be late!"

"Huhuhu......"

Lan Tang carried Gojo Satoru onto the stool in front of the sink, stuffed the toothbrush filled with toothpaste and the quilt filled with warm water into the hands of Gojo Satoru, who was half asleep and half awake, and then went to make a simple breakfast.

When the cooker hood and oil pan made the sound of "sizzling" in the kitchen, Gojo Satoru, with his messy white hair on his head, squinted his eyes, and finished brushing his teeth drowsily.

Then he closed his eyes and groped habitually, got the folded warm and moist towel, and snored hard on his face, awakening some consciousness.

Then he opened the door.

Lan Tang made breakfast and was taking off his pajamas to change.

Open the door and attack! ! !

Gojo Satoru couldn't help opening his eyes wide.

He saw it clearly.

Under the wavy long black hair, there is a large white dazzling skin, half covering the butterfly bones that seem to be flapping wings, the smooth waistline sinks into the pure black trousers, a pair of sexy waist and half half-hidden.

No drowsiness disappeared, and Gojo Satoru froze in place in an instant, awake and unconscious.

His Adam's apple rolled, he held his breath, his snow-colored thick and long eyelashes trembled and refused to close, his pupils contracted to the extreme.

Due to various reasons, Wujo Gojo, who hadn't slept with Lan Tang for almost a year, stood still. I don't know why the scene I was used to before suddenly became so, so......

The unsightly white shirt covered the scenery below, but soon, the dark brown vest more closely outlined the thin and graceful waistline.

Lan Tang straightened the buttons of his vest, turned his head and raised his hands and threw the clothes to Wujo Wu who was standing in a daze at the door: "It's already eight o'clock, Wu, change clothes quickly, or you'll be late."

The clothes with a faint fragrance were gently patted on the face, and then slipped off.

Hot air rushed to his cheeks, Gojo Satoru himself didn't know why, he quickly turned around after catching the clothes to be changed, and closed the door of the toilet with a 'slap', the voice that came out was flustered and annoyed, he yelled loudly: "Yeah, Got it! I will wear it now!"

Putting on his coat, Lan Tang was arranging his cuffs:? ? ?

Angry for getting up too early?

Lan Tang narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were instantly sharp.

Could it be that Wu used to stay up all night and be late for class?

...........

The classroom door opened, and Gojo Satoru walked in unhappy.

Jia Ruozi raised his hand and said hello, "Should I say sure enough, you are not late today."

Xia Youjie looked concerned: "Yesterday I heard you screaming next door, what happened, Wu?"

Gojo Satoru sat down on the chair and lay down on his stomach: "Ah, it's Jie and Nitro, it's all right."

"Where's Lan Tang? Didn't you come with me?"

"This..."

..........

Hurrying to leave the door before [-]:[-], Lan Tang locked the door and sent Gojo Satoru to the classroom.

"After sending you to the classroom, I will leave first. Remember to tell Dad for me."

"Wu, let's have lunch in the cafeteria with Jie and Nitzi today."

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru blinked, swallowed the breakfast sandwich in his mouth: "What is Lantang going to do?"

"This morning is the opening ceremony of the primary school, and those two children should have no parents." Lan Tang was a little helpless, and wiped the sauce from the corner of Mao Mao's mouth with a handkerchief: "Wu, since you have raised it, you have to take responsibility."

Gojo Satoru's eyes widened, and the beautiful blue color was full of shock: "What?! Don't you want the honor of going to school with the ultra-rare Gojo Satoru who is the only one in this family?"

"Good boy," Lan Tang couldn't help laughing, and reached out to rub his hair: "I'll be back in the afternoon."

...........

"That's it."

"Damn it, if I hadn't snatched the child away on a whim, I could have gone to class with Lan Tang."

Gojo Satoru slumped on the table, angrily buried his face in his arms, the posture of an angry female high school student seemed natural to him.

"Scumbag."

"Don't say that, Nitro, just think about it in your heart."

"Hey! I'm going to be angry!" Gojo Goku slapped the table angrily, and Fu lay back on his stomach again.

"Ah—I want to pass a small note with Lantang..."

Suddenly, his little round sunglasses flashed a cold light, Gojo Satoru straightened up quickly: "Yo Xi! It's decided! I want to skip class!"

Ye Moth just walked to the door and said, "Wujowu!!!"

the other side.

The doorbell rang twice.

The girl shouted from the kitchen: "Hui——, open the door."

Who is it, so early.

Fu Heihui only had time to wipe his face twice before opening the door.

The morning sun passed through the narrow corridor, illuminating the golden-green eyes of the long-haired man outside the door.

The author has something to say: When I was writing Xia Youjie, I was so entangled that I felt that he should not express his thoughts so easily, but thinking about it, Gojo Satoru was stronger than Xia Youjie from the beginning, so there is no such thing as being abandoned by a close friend Hui Yuanxiong hasn't died yet (of course he won't die in the future), so he shouldn't have such a heavy heart, and Lan Tang's mother made him trust, so he should say something in a secretive way.

Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu In fact, the stupid author doesn’t have enough EQ. The stupid author doesn’t understand Xia Youjie.

Wow wow stupid author I got a bazooka!stunned!

Thanks to the gold master fathers!

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!