Different Maorilan

Gojo Satoru seldom reveals his emotions. No matter whether he is sad or angry inside, when others look at him, he always smiles and doesn't care, as if nothing can leave any trace in his heart.

After all, he is the strongest, how can people see through what he is thinking casually.Gojo Satoru said so.

But everyone will have bad emotions, not to mention that the source of the magician's power is ultimately his own negative emotions.Of course Gojo Satoru would also be angry, but he rarely showed this side, and he would only show it in front of close people.

After Gojo Satoru stared at Mao Lilan for a while, he realized that he had frightened Mao Lilan, and his expressionless handsome face eased a little: "I told you that before, Lan is risking his life to save people At that time, have you ever thought that there are people who worry about you behind you?"

"Sorry, teacher……"

Mao Lilan recalled Gojo Satoru's teachings, and lowered his eyes guiltily.

"Sorry for what?" Wujo Satoru asked him.

"I...shouldn't have disregarded myself and made you worry about me..."

"Lan, do you know," Gojo Satoru reached out, lifted Mao Lilan's chin, and made Mao Lilan, who was avoiding his gaze, face him, "every time you sincerely admit your mistakes, and then die unrepentant."

Gojo Satoru stared firmly at Mo Lilan's slightly divergent pupils with his blue eyes: "Do you have to force me to bind you so that you can control your excessive desire for self-sacrifice? "

"Teacher? I didn't—"

Mao Lilan hurriedly defended herself somewhat at a loss, but was ruthlessly interrupted by Gojo Satoru.

"You think life is very precious, right? Whether it's yours or someone else's, so when someone else's life is threatened, you will spare no effort, even disregarding your own life to save others. What is this sacrifice? "

"In your eyes, other people's lives are their lives. Is your life just a weed that can be thrown away?!"

Wujo Wuyue said that his expression became more and more cold: "Even if you have the power to be a conjurer, you are only a human being, not a god! You are destined to be unable to save everyone, and if there is a god, the god will not be able to save everyone." How powerful is it? There is as much responsibility as you can listen to, just listen to such beautiful words, don’t take it to heart, and don’t implement it as a motto. Because you will find that the stronger you become, the more things you can’t do. There will be more people who can’t.”

"You are not alone. If you are injured, someone will worry about you. Your relatives and friends will never want to see you lose your life to save others, and we would rather see you safe and healthy than being proud of your bravery. Live!"

Gojo Satoru put down his hand, and Mao Lilan still stared at him blankly.

"And, from my personal point of view, Lan, your life is much more precious than ordinary people."

"How could it be..." Seeing Gojo Satoru raised his hand again, Mao Lilan's voice disappeared involuntarily.

"You will become the fifth super magician in the magic world. The longer you live, the more people you can save."

"As long as human beings are still active in the world, the curse spirits will always exist like necrosis. There are so few talented people, and the supply of magicians will always be in short supply."

"I don't want to teach a student just to make him short-lived. What I want is a towering tree that is evergreen and invincible without fear of wind and snow! Do what you can, and stop when it is enough. Give me these two words firmly in mind , Lan."

"If it can't be done," Gojo Wu nodded between his brows, and the corners of his mouth curled into a flat arc, but there was a faint hint of madness in his vast and distant eyes, "I'd rather destroy you."

"Teacher?!" Mao Lilan was shocked.

"Destroy your talent, erase all the memories of you and the people around you about the magic world, let you return to the life of ordinary people before, and no longer have to destroy your body wantonly to save others..."

Under Mao Lilan's horrified eyes, Gojo Satoru's expression was extremely calm: "Believe me, this is very easy for me to do."

"Even if we will be strangers in the future, I don't want to attend your funeral in the near future."

"No! I don't want it!" Mao Lilan shook her head again and again.

"Well, in this way, Lan will turn back into an ordinary high school student. The biggest troubles every day are not doing homework, your father is always drunk, and maybe the little troubles of falling in love... No need to exorcise the curse anymore. Are you shedding blood?"

Gojo Satoru went crazy calmly, and he even laughed: "Although the teacher is not very willing to leave Lan, but for the sake of Lan's future, it's better to do this."

"It will be more troublesome if there is a quasi-superior conjurer, but now the government has also stepped in. The casualty rate of the low-level conjurer with the largest base has been greatly reduced. As long as there are more tasks to fight against the conjurer, the strength will soon be improved. Get promoted. It doesn't matter how busy I am before that, after all, I was the one who supported it before, not to mention that now I have more expectations than before..."

Gojo Satoru is very rational, and his thoughts are organized and not chaotic at all. He has imagined how the future will develop without Mao Lilan, as if he had such a plan in his heart, and now he just said it in front of Mao Lilan That's all.

It's not like he came up with it on the spur of the moment.

Mao Lilan panicked and raised her left arm to block his approaching hand: "I don't want to forget everyone! Not at all! I know I'm wrong teacher, I really know I'm wrong, I will never cherish myself again My life! Don't erase my memory!"

"I really don't want to forget you..."

Mao Lilan, whose eyes were reddened by being forced to cry, had a tear in his voice. He knew that Gojo Satoru really knew how to do something, and he wasn't just pretending to scare him.

He should not forget that everyone in the magic world has always been unable to avoid danger, but the experience of working together to move forward through adversity is so precious, and even the various magicians he met have become treasures. memories.

He has personally experienced every minute and every second of the past, and all of them, whether joys or sorrows, have become part of his heart.

He seriously cherishes every part of the past, cherishes every friend and companion, and even more cherishes the teacher who guided him on this path, who is also a teacher and a friend...

Losing this memory, his life would be emptied of an important part, but he didn't know anything about it, and when he reunited with everyone in the future, he would meet and not know each other, just like strangers... That's too scary!

Do you care more about memory than losing power?

After gaining power, the first thing I think about is to protect my family and friends, but when I am about to lose my memory, the first thing I think about is not saving power but leaving memory. I really deserve to be you, Lan...

Being too affectionate may be your biggest weakness, Lan.

Wujo Wu looked down at Mao Lilan with deep eyes, like a god who was about to pronounce punishment from heaven. Mao Lilan was extremely anxious, but she still tried her best to pray to Wujo Wu, and even forgot to lift her right hand with the needle in it. Get up and grab Wujo Satoru's sleeve.

"Hold your hands!"

Seeing this, Wujo Wu quickly pressed his right hand, and his serious and cold expression couldn't hold back anymore.

"Cough cough."

Gojo Gojo cleared his throat, and his voice became gentle: "So don't you want to forget Teacher?"

Mao Lilan nodded vigorously: "Yes! Don't forget!"

"Then do what you promised! If this happens again—" Gojo Satoru looked at the nervous Mao Lilan, and flicked his fingers lightly between his eyebrows.

"There is no next time, I will do it directly."

-

Gojo Satoru used both soft and hard methods to let Mao Lilan set up a bondage with him. It has been nearly an hour since Mao Lilan woke up, and the sky outside the window has also become hazy.

Mao Lilan, who had just woken up and experienced such exhaustion, closed his eyes and rested his mind a little tiredly, while Gojo Satoru found that the hanging medicine bottle was almost finished, so he left the ward to wake up the family to get a new medicine bottle.

Jia Ruozi woke up a long time ago, or she hadn't slept yet and stayed up all night.

As soon as Gojo Satoru entered the door, her hands began to work in an orderly manner dispensing medicine, tearing open the packaging bag of a syringe, she asked casually: "Lan woke up."

"How did Nitro know? Did you eavesdrop on our conversation just now? I didn't realize that, don't be a doctor, Nitro, change your career to be an agent!" Gojo Satoru said in amazement.

Jia Ruozi didn't even bother to roll his eyes, let alone refute Gojo Satoru that he didn't eavesdrop.

"You smiled so ripplingly when you entered the door, didn't it mean that Lan woke up, could it be that his condition has worsened?"

Wujo Wu touched his face when he heard the words: "Hey, is it so obvious?"

"Mr. Lan's child is a pain, but sometimes I can't figure out whether you are teaching students or raising a son." Jia Ruzi broke open the ampoule and sucked the medicine inside with a syringe.

"You didn't care so much about Hui Jun back then, did you?"

Without waiting for Gojo Satoru to answer, Jia Ruozi asked and answered by himself: "Oh, I almost forgot, back then you were a DK who hated dogs personally, although you are still hated now, but you have matured to a certain extent and know how to take care of you." child."

Gojo Satoru was noncommittal about his old classmate's evaluation, so he raised his eyebrows and accepted it directly.

"I was still a child when I adopted Kei~"

"...Oh, you are about the same now." Jiarui Nitzi pushed the prepared medicine bottle in the direction of Gojo Wu, then waved his hand to drive away, "You can pull out the needle after you lose this bottle, Mr. Lan should take it You know all about the medicine, let’s go, I’m going to catch up on sleep.”

Gojo Satoru took the medicine bottle and glanced at the tablet computer next to Yarui Glass. She definitely stayed up late to catch up on the drama: "Don't stay up late when it's time to go to bed. You are a doctor and you should pay attention to your body."

"I will return this sentence to you."

Both of us can reverse the spell, relying on our own ability to milk ourselves to do anything wrong, it's nothing less than half a catty.

Gojo Satoru shrugged, turned and left.

Gojo Satoru returned to Mao Lilan's ward, opened the door and said, "Lan, the teacher is back!"

"Hey, why did you turn off the lights?"

He fumbled for the light switch at the door, but he just pressed the button to turn on the light, and the light went out immediately.

"Is there a short circuit?" But it doesn't matter if the light is off, he can still see it.

Gojo Satoru walked towards the bed where Mo Lilan was, and halfway there, two spooky purple lights suddenly lit up in the dark room!

"..." Gojo Satoru stopped in his tracks and remained in place.

He blinked and tilted his head pretending to be cute: "Do you need the teacher to pretend to be scared, Lan?"

"So you really intended to scare me just now! The teacher is an idiot!!!"

After Mao Lilan's angry voice, a pillow on which Mao Lilan's anger was placed slammed towards Gojo Satoru with an indomitable momentum.

Gojo Satoru lifted Infinity and let himself be smashed straight.

Well, it's good to let the children who are frightened into embarrassment vent their anger.

Lan, who is so dull, is also quite cute.