Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log

That row of golden numbers curled up on the border of my retina for a long time.

I also grabbed the system and tried to ask something out of its mouth before, but the system has become a little strange recently.

Different from the on-call in the past, in addition to triggering the automatic reply set by the system, it often fails to answer my questions in time. Sometimes I look for it at noon, and I may have to wait until the next evening to receive the late Two vague answers.

The number of times has increased, so I don't force myself to figure it out. Anyway, the system promised me that there will be no harm. In fact, I have almost forgotten about this unclear countdown.

Until today, it finally returned to zero, and the belated restlessness enveloped my heart again.

I felt the mantra flowing in my body—well, everything is as usual.

Then he casually punched the wall beside him—how should I put it, it was completely cracked.

Except that the eyes of the knotweed became a little frightened, everything was normal, as if the row of golden numbers was just counting down for fun.

"Did you notice anything wrong?" I thought for two seconds, and tentatively asked the only living person beside me, knotweed.

The pink-haired boy's eyes were full of confusion: "Ah, is there still a curse spirit here?"

"No, no, you're thinking about something terrible." I waved my hand, comforting myself that the momentary palpitations might be an illusion.

First, I left a message for the system that was still in a disconnected state, and I walked out together with the knotweed stick.

The car parked at the door and Yi Dizhi were gone, but Fu Heihui was still waiting at the door. When the two of us appeared in his field of vision, his stiff face finally relaxed.

"Has the curse spirit been resolved?"

Hu Zhang secretly glanced at me, then nodded to Fu Hei: "It's all settled."

"It's not hurt."

"No, no, everything is fine." Polygonum cuspidatum didn't mention the matter of Liangmian Su Nuo, but gave a vague generalization.

"That's good." Fu Heihui didn't seem to notice his perfunctory.

He had lost his previous sharpness, looked restless, and was staring at me with very complicated eyes.

I was so looked at, I always felt that there was something wrong with this look, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.

I recalled it carefully, but I couldn't find any abnormalities from it, so I had to declare defeat in this confrontation, and took the initiative to look away: "Let's go back."

Polygonum cuspidatum had no objection, and Fu Heihui also nodded.

"Let's go, Miss Qiannai."

We put away the [account], and the car rearranged by the assistant supervisor also arrived. It wasn't until I got in the car that I realized what Fu Heihui called me just now.

Knotweed sat next to me, he looked a bit tired, he didn't talk much, and he didn't seem to be active in the past, after getting in the car, he briefly asked about the situation, and after knowing that everyone was fine, he couldn't help leaning against the car The window panes were drowsy.

Fu Hei sat quietly in the co-pilot the whole time. I was full of doubts but didn't know how to speak, so I could only stare at his unruly curled hair.

After looking at it for a while, I shifted my gaze to the rearview mirror, and I could see some of Hui's eyebrows from my angle.

He was sharp this time - we glanced at each other through the rearview mirror.

Fu Heihui seemed to have finally sorted out his thoughts, his expression was tense, and he turned his head as if planning to say something to me.

But at this moment, the phone in my pocket suddenly buzzed.

I showed a sorry expression, first picked up the phone and took a look, it turned out to be Xia Youjie.

And strangest of all, it turned out to be a video call.

I looked left and right, and first asked Hu Zhang to borrow his earphones—they were not broken, and the quality was too good, so I silently wrote down the brand.

After plugging in the earphones, I pressed the connect button.

The phone screen was completely black, I almost thought it was a prank, but soon I found out that it was because Xia Youjie didn't point the camera at his face at all, the black was his uniform.

His messy breathing came from the earphones.

"Mr. Xia You?" I asked a little nervously.

Hearing this name, Fu Heihui, who was sitting in the front row, subconsciously sat up straight.

It took another five seconds before Xia Youjie's suppressed voice came from the other side: "...Qiannai, where are you now?"

"Eh." My eyes wandered for a second, and I decided to lie.

"I'm shopping with Mr. Polygonum cuspidatum." The sleepy Polygonum cuspidatum next to me opened his eyes and gave me an innocent look.

I pretended I didn't see it and continued to act righteously.

"What's the matter?" I couldn't help but move a little closer to the screen, so that I could clearly see his situation through the phone.

"Is there something wrong with the task?" I couldn't help but start to diverge my thoughts.

"...No, the mission went well."

Xia Youjie's voice was very low, as if he was trying his best to suppress some emotion, which made people feel uneasy.

"I'll be back soon, you'll be waiting for me at the high school this time, won't you?"

This question is very strange.

I was a little confused, but still nodded to the camera in a daze: "Hmm."

Xia Youjie sounded a little more relaxed: "Alright, pay attention to safety, don't run around, don't accept any tasks, don't leave the college before I come back."

He was not in the right state. I didn't dare to say that I was almost turned into sashimi by the two-faced Nuo film just now, so I could only pretend to be happy shopping: "Got it."

After I hung up the phone, I was still thinking about what Xia Youjie said on the phone.

Something was about to come out, but my subconscious seemed to be worried about something, and I suppressed that glimmer of inspiration.

Fu Heihui in the co-pilot also seemed to have received a call.

"...she was with me."

I looked over curiously, but there was no emotion in Fu Heihui's voice.

"Sister Qianna is talking on the phone with someone else."

"Understood, we won't stay outside."

Just when I was wondering who was calling, Fu Heihui suddenly turned his head reluctantly and handed the phone to me.

"It's Teacher Wutiao."

I stared at the phone that was still on the phone for a while, then took a deep breath and put it next to my ear.

Gojo Satoru's voice is unprecedentedly serious. Before, I always felt that his voice was no different from when I was a teenager. Until now, listening to the mature male voice on the phone, I finally have to admit that his voice has actually changed. a lot.

"I'll come to you right away, Qiannai."

When I heard the word "Qiannai", I finally couldn't deceive myself and others.

Gojo Satoru had always called me "Nana" before, and Fukui Hui had no reason to suddenly call me "Miss Qianna".

Unless those memories that were forcibly erased come back.

I was very unwilling to be forgotten. At that time, I did a lot of things that didn't leave a way out, and with an almost stupid solitary courage, I finally buried everything in that winter day.

Those precious memories are like jewels, and I am the only evil dragon who owns them. I stingyly keep them all under my body, and only take them out to appreciate alone in the middle of the night.

Sometimes I feel lonely, but sometimes I feel okay.

But suddenly one day, these jewels no longer belonged to me completely, and they were finally returned to their original owners.

I was in a trance for most of the time, my mind was like a precarious kite string, so I missed countless times of Fu Heihui's hesitation, until I saw the gate of Gaozhuan, I suddenly remembered something very important things.

Did Gojo Satoru just say that he wanted to come to me?

Wait, what did I do to him in the end?

— I seem to have stabbed him in the back.

It's terrible, how dare I.

Although my intentions were good and I didn't really hurt him, I still can't forget Gojo Satoru's eyes that seemed to burn a hole in my face.

Oh my god, he was so serious before, he couldn't be trying to settle the score with me.

My legs were weak, and I suddenly lost the courage to re-enter the high school.

"Mr. Driver." I said weakly, planning to find an excuse to get out of the car and calm down first.

But the driver in the conjuration world was more dedicated than I imagined. He accelerated all the way and stopped the car firmly at the gate of Gaozhuan. Then he turned to ask me.

"You say."

I suddenly became weaker.

"...It's okay, thank you."

The reality tells us that no one can be relied on, so I opened the car door and prepared to be self-reliant.

But Gojo Satoru seemed to be waiting at the door. As soon as I opened the car door, a shadow fell in front of my eyes.

"Qiannai." He always had a smile in his voice, but this time there was no smile at all.

"I found you."

This person is really threatening me!Why can he talk about finding you as if he caught you!And this conversation is so familiar, I always feel as if it happened somewhere.

I was nervous and wanted to shrink back, but he grabbed my wrist.

Gojo Satoru quickly let go, and before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I suddenly felt a tightness around my waist, and he held my waist and hugged me up.

I struggled for a while, but I didn't move at all, and felt ashamed. Gojo Satoru had no sense of shame at all. He hugged my leg with one hand very naturally, let me sit on his arm, and waved towards the car with a smile. wave.

"I'll take Qiannai-chan with me."

Although he said so, he didn't intend to listen to other people's replies at all, and took me to teleport and run away on his own.

Gojo Satoru took me to my original dormitory.

Once here, I've pretty much given up fantasizing, pretty sure they must have remembered.

I looked at Gojo Satoru's eyes anxiously, he unexpectedly didn't wear an eye patch or sunglasses today, his blue pupils just stared at me silently.

Gojo Satoru put me on the soft edge of the bed, but he didn't find a place to sit down, but stood two steps away, staring at me condescendingly, his face was expressionless, his eyes were heavy, as if he had weight, I can hardly breathe.

"Yes, I'm sorry." I stammered, ready to apologize first.

"I..." Gojo Satoru's opening remarks were interrupted as soon as he started.

He stared blankly at me.

I immediately thought it was a sign of anger, and quickly reached out to touch his abdomen. In fact, I wasn't sure if it was here, but let's touch his hair first.

"Does it hurt?" I said yes.

Gojo Satoru blinked blankly, and the heavy pressure suddenly disappeared.

Then he squatted down and put his arms on my legs. His originally tall body curled up, looking like a cloud that was about to drift away, almost weightless, a bit pitiful.

"It hurts."

He moved closer and buried his face in my palm.

"It hurts."

"Hey... I'm sorry." My palms were flooded, and my heart was also flooded.

"Don't forgive you."

"You don't come to me even if you remember."

"Eh? But you don't remember me, you will definitely be regarded as a strange person if you suddenly come out and say something that everyone doesn't remember..." I quickly rectified my name.

"Excuse me, you still call me Gojo-kun."

As if it happened again yesterday, I immediately changed my words.

"Enlightenment."

Gojo Satoru stopped talking, he got up and sat next to me, then picked me up and pressed me into his arms.

His breath hit my neck warmly, I curled up quietly, pretending not to notice that his voice was trembling.

"I forgive you."

Gojo Satoru was quite pitiful at first, but later he seemed to see that I lacked confidence, so he immediately froze, and even made an unreasonable request to stay overnight.

"Why, it's not like we haven't lived together before!"

I immediately covered his mouth: "No, no, please check what time it is now, if I have something to say tomorrow!"

Ignoring his wretched, expectant blue eyes, I ruthlessly closed the door.

"Knock knock." He knocked on the door outside.

"What's wrong!" I was annoyed.

"Then it's done, tomorrow, I can see Qianna tomorrow."

I leaned against the back of the door imagining his current expression, and couldn't help but soften a bit.

"Yes, we can meet every day after that."

Today was full of twists and turns, I was so sleepy, I just took a shower, put on my pajamas and lay down on the bed.

Before going to bed, I also thought of Xia Youjie. He seemed to have gone abroad on a business trip, and he should be back tomorrow.

By the way, there is Nitro, she didn't look for me today, which is a bit strange, I have to take the initiative to look for her tomorrow.

I blinked sleepily, but I still didn't resist the temptation to sleep, and fell asleep not long after I touched the pillow.

I thought I would sleep straight through to the next day, but in fact, I had a nightmare.

I can't remember the content of the dream, I only remember that there was a lot of blood.

Someone whispered my name next to my ear, and when I struggled to wake up, I found a dark figure sitting beside my bed.

This scene scared me so much that I almost didn't come up.

I hurried back and reached out to turn on the lamp.

"Who?!"

The visitor seemed a little uncomfortable with the light, and covered his face with the back of his hand.

But it was enough for me to see the other person's face clearly.

It turned out to be Xia Youjie who theoretically should still be on the plane.

His lips were pale, and when he lowered his hands and raised his eyes to look at me, I was surprised to find that his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he looked miserable and tired.

"Qiannai." Xia Youjie seemed to want to smile at me, but the smile was not very successful, and he looked very creepy.

He realized this, quickly gave up this pale smile, and gently touched my sweaty forehead.

"Sorry, it seems that I came at the wrong time and scared you."

I pursed my lips and shook my head at him.

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare ahead, but luckily you woke me up." The person who called my name softly in front should be Xia Youjie.

But he didn't seem to hear what I was saying at all, and stared straight at the inside of my arm.

I touched the watched piece of skin uncomfortably.

"What's the matter? Xia You, uh, Jie." I learned my lesson this time, so I changed my words without Xia Youjie mentioning it.

For Xia Youjie, the last memory I left for him should be his disappearance... There should be no such shadow as Gojo Satoru being stabbed in the back.

But Xia Youjie seemed to have been greatly stimulated, and his whole body was enveloped in gloom.

He suddenly stretched out his icy fingertips and lightly tapped the covered skin, which made me tremble.

After a while, his fingers went from my arm to my shoulder again.

Strangely, I couldn't help curling up my legs.

In the end, Xia Youjie held my neck with a cool hand. At a certain moment, I even saw two opposite extreme emotions of guilt and hatred on his face at the same time.

"...Jie?" Although I didn't know what happened, I felt a little uneasy subconsciously, and I felt that I should say something.

So I covered the back of his hand with my palm.

His hands are much bigger than mine, and I can only cover part of them with one hand, and finally I have to stretch out two hands to hold them.

"Jay, I'm back."

Looking at his cold eyes with some worry, I rubbed my chin against his palm.

Xia Youjie seemed to be appeased, and part of the gloom on his body dissipated.

But he insisted on checking all parts of my body, and finally he let out a sigh of relief, his tensed back relaxed, and he held my two hands backhanded.

He didn't hold it uncomfortably tight, but he wrapped both of my hands firmly in his own.

Xia Youjie just sat by my bed in such a silent manner, he didn't speak for a long time, until I was a little sleepy, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Are you going to the movies in two days?"

"what?"

I didn't expect the topic to change so quickly.

"You still owe me a movie."

Xia Youjie finally showed an expression that was closest to a smile.