Enchantment high degree favorability acquisition log

"Your cake, sir."

"Thank you."

Xia Youjie reached out to take the delicately packaged dessert box.

There is a strawberry milk flavored cake inside, and the top of the outer layer is a bow tied with a pale pink ribbon.

The wind chime at the door of the store made a thin sound as Xia Youjie pushed the door, and then smashed into pieces with a ding dong in this winter afternoon.

He just finished a task all night, and now he plans to go back to the high school.

Today is very lively, probably because it is Christmas. Although the weather is cold, there are many people on the street. There are hymns, decorations and sweet aromas everywhere.

"LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL."

"Bastard! Give it back to me!"

"Stop making trouble, return it to Nana."

Xia Youjie's footsteps paused, and he followed the prestige to look over.

They were two men and a woman, still wearing the same style of uniforms, they should be students from the high school next door who skipped class to play.

The boys and girls made a fuss.

The girl among them was facing Xia Youjie with her back. She had long black and smooth hair, neatly trimmed at the ends, and fell to her waist.

—his heart was beating wildly.

Maybe Xia Youjie's gaze stayed on the girl for too long. The two boys standing beside her cast unfriendly glances, but they did not step forward out of some kind of fear.

Aware of her companion's vigilance, the girl turned her head.

She noticed Xia Youjie's gaze, and couldn't help blushing: "Um, do you know me?"

Looking at her warm brown eyes, Xia Youjie felt as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water down her face, and the soft emotions in her mind disappeared instantly.

So he put on his gentle and distanced smile again.

"Feel sorry."

Without further explanation, Xia Youjie returned to the high school alone.

He opened the door of the dormitory.

——This is not his dormitory. To be precise, there are no people living in this dormitory, and no one knows its former owner. The other party may have left the world of magic and magic to live an ordinary and ordinary life. Accidentally died during the mission, who knows.

But for some reason, Xia Youjie liked this place more than his own room.

Good friend Gojo Satoru curled up on the sofa and seemed to be catching up on sleep. He only frowned when he heard the sound of the door opening, but didn't wake up.

And Nitro, who was sitting on the window sill, cast a tired look at him.

"You're back, Jay."

That is his same level, the family is full of nitrates.

The memory in his brain tells him that their relationship is very good, but in fact, he and Nitro probably don't think so.

What they like, their personality habits, it seems that they should just stay in a relatively familiar and close "same level" relationship, not a friend who talks about everything.

But memory doesn't lie.

So Xia Youjie just put the cake on the table and replied in a gentle voice.

"Yes."

Nitro took a look at the cake, then suddenly spoke.

"Why did you suddenly buy cakes? When did you like desserts?"

Xia Youjie was taken aback: "Today is not..."

He originally wanted to say it was his birthday, but suddenly realized that Gojo Satoru's birthday had passed half a month ago.

"Sorry, I misremembered." Xia Youjie stared at the strawberries on the cake for a while, and suddenly felt a trace of fatigue that could not be ignored emerged from his bone marrow.

Maybe he was too tired all night, he thought, and then walked into the bedroom.

Every time he suffers from insomnia, Xia Youjie likes to come to this unoccupied bedroom, where he can always feel the long-lost peace.

But the role of this bedroom has failed today.

Xia Youjie half leaned against the bed, unable to convince himself to fall asleep for a long time, he was in a daze for a while, then suddenly pulled out a notebook from the bedside table.

It has a pale pink shell with a bear pattern printed on the cover.

He spread out the notebook, and the first page was painted with a whole side of love.

——One stroke at a time, each stroke is carefully drawn.

There are fifty in total.

Xia Youjie stared at the hearts for a while, and then turned a page, where there were two movie tickets.

But they are all expired and cannot be used. The dried blood stains have stained the name of the movie into a ball, and the original words cannot be read.

But Xia Youjie remembered that this movie was a youth romance movie, which described a secret love that ended without a cause, and it premiered on Christmas of a certain year.

Many people will choose to invite their favorite people to watch this movie together on that day. Some confession is successful, while others are not.

Xia Youjie didn't think he would invite anyone to watch this movie.

But those two tickets were indeed bought by him.

Why didn't I go to see it? It seems to be because of an accident.

He should have gone out specially to buy movie tickets in advance, and then on the way back, he bumped into a long-planned revenge.

It is said that the avenger is a curse master who was expelled from the family by the Chanyuan family ten years ago. At that time, this incident caused a great sensation in the magic world.

Xia Youjie saw a fragmented body.

on the blood-soaked soil.

He seemed to be bewitched at the time, his mind went blank, and he unconsciously bent over and hugged her.

The movie ticket in the coat pocket was stained with blood at that time.

Xia Youjie felt that he shouldn't forget, but in fact, he couldn't even remember that face clearly, he only remembered the soft and cold long hair of the other party hooked around his wrist, like a half-spoken whisper.

Where the body went, I don't know.

Who is the owner of the corpse, I don't know.

Xia Youjie checked after the incident, but the other party seemed to hide his identity very well. No matter how angry the higher-ups were, they couldn't find any information about the Avengers.

Many people died in the Zenyuan family, and there was no trouble after that. Even Kamo fell silent after that incident.

This is undoubtedly good news for reformers like Gojo Satoru.

Most of the high-level people are old and weak, and they seem to have no power to oppose him anymore.

Xia Youjie entered the higher education teaching in the second year thereafter.

Teacher Noctua ignored his previous dropout without reason and issued him a replacement diploma.

Everything seems to be going in a good direction, but Xia Youjie always feels that something is wrong and something is missing.

Somewhere in the body seemed to have been dug out an invisible hole, and when the night was quiet, it would cry out like a whimper.

There is no pain, just endless emptiness and loneliness.

Closing the notebook, he recalled that day again, like some kind of irresistible fate.

The strong bloody smell lingering at the tip of the nose, the dilapidated body lingering in the retina.

Who is it?

Why can't I remember.

Xia Youjie stared blankly at the transparent liquid on the hard cover. He touched his face, as if he was a little bit hard to understand what happened just now.

He didn't know when he fell asleep.

In this bizarre afternoon, Xia Youjie suddenly recalled a line from that movie in his half-dream and half-awake state.

[We moved the two books together, so many identical books appeared on the bookshelf.From now on, we will never be able to tell each other apart]*

——From now on, they will never be able to tell each other apart.