Love game crying and begging me not to die

Lihuasun subconsciously chased after him.

She knew that she shouldn't contact the people she knew in the future at this point in time, but she didn't know why she failed when she came here.

Maybe it was because the weather was too cold and she wanted to borrow a coat, or maybe it was because she was so hungry that she really wanted to have a bite of warm oden.

Or maybe, simply because it was Shir.

They were one in front of the other, more than ten meters apart, and the light of the street lamp elongated their figures.Li Huasun walks slowly, when they used to go home together, Shi Er would always deliberately slow down and wait for her.

But this time, Fu Heisher walked very quickly.

Lihuasun had no choice but to quicken his pace, and finally when he was about to catch up with Shir.

She stopped suddenly.

At the intersection, a woman with a scarf was waiting for Shier.

Fu Heisher handed one of the cups of Oden to the woman, bowed his head skillfully, and kissed her forehead: "It's so cold, what are you doing out here?"

The woman took advantage of the opportunity to help him put the scarf on, and said complainingly: "It's not because you didn't wear a scarf, I was worried that you would catch a cold, so I chased you here."

Fu Heisher shrugged, the expression on his face said how could I catch a cold, but he still obediently bowed his head and let the other party put it on for him.

"This is a scarf I knitted myself."

The woman said with some pride.

"Although it doesn't look as good as the ones sold in the store, it's very warm."

Shi Er lazily yawned: "Understood, I will wear it every day from now on."

Tachibana Sun had seen that blue and black scarf before, many years later in the winter, the scarf was already very old, Shi Er still wore it.He said that it was left to him by his first wife. There is no doubt that the short-haired woman in front of him is his first wife, Xiaohui's mother.

The howling cold wind blew by, Lihuasun stood in the shadow, his hands and feet were numb from the cold.

She raised her eyes and looked at the man who was talking and laughing with his wife and sharing oden together.

She rarely saw Shi Er show such a warm expression.

From the day she met Fuheshier, this man had a cynical smile on his face, he didn't care about anything except money, even his self-esteem could be given up.

Everyone remembers that he is a magician killer, a god and a tyrant.

The only thing I forgot is that he was once an ordinary man with a wonderful family.

It's just that the beauty was short-lived, fleeting like a shooting star, and it turned him into what he was later.

Li Huasun pressed the position of her heart, and there was nothing there, she couldn't tell what it felt like.

The dense pain came faintly, reminding her of that extraordinarily cold snowy day.

In fact, she didn't hate him long ago.

Hate is the accompaniment of love. When that love is at its hottest, only when it is chopped off with a single knife will there be strong hatred.

She used to mind that there was such a person in Shi Er's heart, but she regretted that she didn't get to know him earlier. No matter what she did, she couldn't shake the position of the gone moonlight in his heart.But now, when she really saw them holding hands together on the way home...

All those sour emotions dissipated.

She had only one thought left, she hoped that he would be happy.

A tear rolled down Tachibana's cheek.

Fu Heisher put his arm around his wife, and put the other hand casually on his neck, but the muscles in his arms were tense.

Li Huasun understood Shi Er, it was his guarding action.

He found out that someone was following him early on, but he didn't want his wife to worry, so he didn't make a move.

Li Huasun didn't want to disturb them, so he took one last look and turned to leave.

……

Alone again.

A tide of loneliness surged up.

Lihuasun is very afraid of being alone.

Probably because of the loss of relatives in childhood, she became an orphan when she was very young. Although she was adopted by Mr. Tomioka, she could not adapt to the new environment for a long time, and often cried secretly under the quilt alone. Everyone in the Ghost Killing Squad was very friendly and caring, so they gradually came out.

Later, she made many friends in school, and met everyone in the college, and her life was fulfilling and happy.

Until this time, she traveled through time and space through the bone-eating well and came to a world that did not belong to her, which reminded her of the deep sense of loneliness when she just lost her parents.

It was completely dark, and Tachibana Sun walked alone on the street.

She was thinking about where she could go.

Suddenly there was a breath of magic power in the air.

It is the curse spirit.

People in every era have negative emotions and have bred all kinds of curse spirits, even the era with relatively good economic development is no exception.

Judging from the mana power, the level of this mantra spirit is not low, at least level one.

Li Huasun cheered up from the disappointment, she took out the Demon Breaking Bow, and ran to the place where the curse spirit was.

Unexpectedly, someone came earlier than her. When Lihuasun rushed to the battlefield, the battle had already begun. The roar of the explosion rang in his ears, and a small black hole condensed with a lot of mana was thrown at the mantra.

This is... Cang?

Li Huasun froze for a moment, then opened his eyes wide.

On the opposite side of the curse spirit, the magician who used "Cang" is a little boy.About ten years old, with dazzling silver hair, cobalt blue eyes decorated with fine glaciers, and delicate facial features like a doll in a window.

It's just a Gojo Satoru scaled down in equal proportions.

Enlightenment in childhood? !

Lihuasun reacted with a very strange feeling.

Although the two acquaintances I met earlier looked younger than they are now, they would not be as exaggerated as Gojo Satoru, who directly changed from an adult to a child.

Lihuasun watched Wujo Satoru in his childhood with novelty, his childish little face was expressionless and indifferent, and his appearance was much more serious than that of him 20 years later.

Is this what Satoru was like when he was a child?

The curse spirit on the opposite side roared and rushed towards Gojo Satoru.

This is a super magic spirit,

It is simply a fantasy for a ten-year-old child to solve the super-level curse spirit, but this is Gojo Satoru. For him, nothing is impossible.

He moved in an instant, causing the curse spirit to rush into the air, and a powerful attraction gathered in his hands.

Another shot of "Cang" completely eliminated the curse spirit.

Lihuasun said in his heart, he deserves to be enlightened.

Wujo Wuzhen finished expelling the curse spirit, turned around suddenly, and walked towards the back of the tree where Lihuasun was hiding.

Li Huasun thought that his six eyes had spotted him, so he ran away.

Unexpectedly, Gojo Satoru walked halfway, his small body swayed, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

Lihuasun was surprised.

Before she could go over to see what was going on with Gojo Satoru, the Gojo family hurried over.

"Master!"

"Quick, take Master Wu back!"

"The young master seems to have no limit, we can't touch him!"

……

A super-level spell spirit would not make Gojo Satoru become like this, but before that, he had opened unlimited spells for three consecutive days, and the spell power continued to run, which was a great burden for him who was still young.The two "Cang" shots released in succession just now became the last straw.

Gojo Satoru closed his eyes, his face was flushed abnormally, and his breathing was short of breath.

The Wujo family was in a hurry, and finally Wujo Wu was transferred to the Wujo family with a magic formula.

Lihuasun secretly followed behind them.

Seeing that little Wujo seemed to have a fever, she suddenly remembered that Wujo Wu had told her about it.

When I was in Gaozhuan that time, Wujo Wu lost consciousness with a high fever, and there was no lower limit to turn off Wujo Wu. Only her magic-breaking formula could touch Wujo Wu, so everyone in Gaozhuan handed Wujo Wu to her.Lihuasun took care of him for one night, and Wujo Wu woke up and told her that when he was a child, he used too much spell power, lost control without a lower limit, and had a high fever that could not be treated.

Does it mean this time?

Lihuasun remembered that Gojo Satoru said that he survived the illness in the end by himself.

Since you can get over it, it shouldn't matter if you leave it alone, right?

Lihuasun leaned on the wall in the backyard of Wutiao's house, propping his head to think.

Doctors are blocked by no lower limit, not to mention that the injections will hang up, and they can't even take the temperature.They shook their heads at Patriarch Wutiao, and then left with the medicine kit.

Patriarch Wujo frowned, he glanced at Wujo Wujo lying unconscious on the bed, and left.

The other attendants followed behind the Patriarch one after another, and Wujo Wu was the only one left in the room in a blink of an eye.

Li Huasun could see question marks all over his head.

Why are you all gone, at least leave someone on the sidelines to watch!What if the child has no lower limit!

Although she had heard long ago that the conjugal family had little family affection, seeing this scene with her own eyes, Li Huasun jumped off the wall angrily.

No one was guarding the bed, but it was convenient for her to walk directly into Gojo Satoru's room.

Xiao Xiaowu was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his lips were dry due to lack of water, his body temperature was high, but he seemed to hate the cold, shivering from time to time.

Lihuasun frowned.

She knew Gojo Satoru could survive on his own, so to be on the safe side, she shouldn't help.

But when she saw Wu like this, she still couldn't help being moved with compassion,

Gathering the magic power at the fingertips, Lihuasun passed through the barrier without a lower limit, and met Gojo Satoru.She poured a glass of water and handed it to Wujo Wu's lips.

Wutiao Wu was thirsty for a long time, so he drank very urgently, and coughed after taking two sips.

Lihuasun quickly patted him on the back.

Gojo Satoru still had his eyes closed, and Tachibana Sun helped him up and let him lean on his body so that he would not choke when drinking water.She tilted the cup carefully and fed Gojo Satoru bit by bit.

Finally replenished the water, Gojo Satoru's lips regained a little moisture, Li Huasun wanted to carry him back to the bed, but the other party suddenly reached out and hugged her waist.

At this moment, Gojo Satoru's consciousness was blurred, he didn't know who was taking care of him, he only knew that that person's embrace was soft and had a pleasant fragrance, so he instinctively retracted into her embrace.

Lihuasun has always been very tolerant to patients, let alone this Wu is still a child.

She let him move and changed his position to make him sleep more comfortably.

The light of the healing spell lit up the room.

Gojo Satoru felt the warm light, and he no longer felt cold, as if he was bathed in the soft spring light.The room was very quiet, only the breathing of the two of them.The snow-white eyelashes trembled slightly, and Gojo Satoru opened his eyes once in a half-dream and half-awake state. He didn't see the person's face clearly, but only saw the long silky hair hanging down beside his bed.

The next day.

Li Huasun yawned, lying on the branch of the cherry blossom tree in the backyard, and opened a packet of biscuits.

After taking care of Gojo Wu yesterday, she was so hungry that she took two biscuits from the table.

The biscuits are covered with a thick layer of icing sugar, which is Wu and her favorite flavor.Li Huasun hadn't eaten for a day, tore off the wrapping paper, and couldn't wait to stuff the biscuit into his mouth.

While eating, she counted the time, how long it would take to return to her time and space.

The hanging wind chime swayed slightly, Gojo Satoru pushed open the door and walked out of the room.

He recovered very quickly, and he basically recovered in just one day, but no one thought it was surprising. For Liuyan Zizi, who was able to kill a super class at the age of ten, what is there to be surprised about?

Everyone said he survived on his own.

But Gojo Satoru clearly remembered that there was a person taking care of him last night.

That person has a light sweet fragrance, like candy.

The large winter cherry blossoms are like a cloud of pink smoke. When a gust of wind blows by, the petals flutter down, as if it has snowed.Tachibana bamboo shoots hid behind the waves of the sea of ​​flowers, thinking they were well hidden.

All of a sudden, I heard:

"Come out."

Startled, she fell off the branch.

Gojo Satoru didn't expect the other party to be so frightened that he fell down like this. At this time, Gojo Satoru couldn't teleport, so he didn't have time to run under the tree, and hurriedly opened No Lower Limit, but he still couldn't catch it.

Fortunately, a lot of petals were piled up on the ground as cushions, and the Lihua bamboo shoots did not hurt when they fell.

Gojo Satoru walked up to her, scrutinized her with beautiful blue eyes:

"who are you?"

Seeing that it had been exposed, Lihuasun had no choice but to pretend, "I am a god."

"The god who stole my biscuits?"

Lihuasun was startled slightly.

How does he know...

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and pointed to the corner of her lips.

Lihuasun rubbed the place he pointed with the back of his hand, only to realize that there was still some icing on his mouth that hadn't been wiped off.

She couldn't help but her ears turned red, and she said angrily: "Gods also need people to worship, I saved you, it's not too much to take some biscuits from you as a tribute?"

Gojo Satoru snorted: "Don't fool me like a child, tell the truth, who are you?"

Li Huasun looked at him, "You really want to know? Then come here."

She beckoned.

Gojo Satoru leaned over.

Gojo Satoru, who has been assassinated many times since he was a child, shouldn't be so vigilant, but for some reason, he couldn't raise his guard when facing the girl in front of him.

At the moment Gojo Satoru approached, white light bloomed on Tachibana shoot's fingertips.

"Hypnotism"

She tapped Gojo Satoru's forehead lightly, and said in a low voice:

"Forget about me, Wu."

high school.

A shot of "Cang" blasted the curse spirit to nothing.

At the end of the battle, Gojo Satoru stood where he was, motionless.

Xia Youjie discovered that his best friend started to go into a trance while casting a spell.

Although these curse spirits did not pose any threat to Wujo Wu, Xia Youjie still reminded: "Wu, concentrate."

Gojo Satoru came back to his senses.

He bent his lips and said:

"Jie, I feel like I've seen her somewhere recently."

Xia Youjie has long been tired of hearing these words. When he was in the college, Wutiao Wu often said that he had seen Lihua bamboo shoots before, sometimes it was in a dream, and sometimes it was a park.

Xia Youjie responded perfunctorily twice.

After a while, Xia Youjie asked, "Didn't you fall in love with her at first sight?"

After Wujo Wu heard the words, he really thought about it carefully.

After a while, he said, "It should be love at first sight."

Xia Youjie: "Huh?"

Gojo Satoru didn't explain.

He doesn't stick to the way of falling in love with her, even in another time and space, start a new story, whether it is love at first sight or love after a long time, he is sure that his love will not be shallower than anyone else.