As a coser, I am revising the script every day

This problem is not new.

A long time ago, Gojo Satoru also asked her this question more than once, unfortunately...

Even if she really wanted to give the child in front of her, who could be said to have watched him grow up, a little hope, she could only reply with the words she told Gojo Satoru: "It's impossible, I don't know why, but I can't help it."

When Jiarui Glass was on the verge of death, she saved many people, but she couldn't save the legs of Yuzu Yuren.

Fu Heihui's pupils shrank suddenly, he pursed his lips and took a step back: "Thank you, I understand."

After speaking, he withdrew and walked out.

Just now when he sent Knotweed Yuren back to the dormitory, he promised to bring him a donut when he went back.

The kind bought at the high-tech entrance, the meringue is baked and crispy, with a layer of white chocolate sauce on top, and a thin layer of colorful sugar granules.

This is the first time when Yuzu Yuren came to the high school, he followed Gojo Wu's instructions and took Yuzu Yuren to the dessert shop, what he ordered.

From then on, Fukuroi would usually bring a donut home with him when he needed to coax Yuzuhito.

Fu Heihui closed the door.

Naruto lazily stacked his two long legs, and looked at Yoshino Junpei with his legs crossed and his chin resting on his back. The lamps on the ceiling flickered in a dim yellow light.

She lazily said: "Shunping, you are still here, do you have anything to say to me?"

Yoshino Junpei raised his head. His hair has grown a little more recently, and now it is past his shoulders. His bangs on the right are pulled behind his ears, boldly revealing the scar on his forehead, and his dark olive green eyes are deep and invisible. At the bottom, the long-opened soft silhouette becomes sharp.

He always has a special temperament on his body, which isolates himself from other people.

But recently, Iyuri Nishiko felt that the special temperament of Yoshino Junpei seemed to have been reduced a lot.

Yoshino Junpei said: "What you said to Fukuro just now, you didn't say it completely. It can't heal. What is the reason for his injury?"

Jia Ruozi raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, she smiled, put down her legs and stood up, walked to the table not far away, and took out a thick book from the drawer under the table.

She pulled out the book and opened it.

There were all kinds of records on Yu Zhang Youren, she said with a smile: "It seems that it's not just me, I found some strange things."

·

Shui Jiangyi opened his mouth and bit down the donut.

Undoubtedly, there was no taste at all, only the crispy skin rubbed against his lips, and the things in his mouth didn't taste the slightest bit.

The system laughed out loud in his heart: "Didn't you try it before? Yiyi, why did you try again?"

Shui Jiangyi chewed and swallowed the donut in his mouth, and said as a matter of course: "Is this what I want to try? Am I coaxing Huihui?"

The system asked suspiciously: "In Wenye's world, the one who eats at seven restaurants a day isn't you?"

Shui Jiangyi nodded shamelessly to confirm: "It was me, but didn't I have a sense of taste at that time?"

As he said that, he took another big bite, the moonlight outside the window today was very bright, and the bright moonlight fell to his desk through the window, Shui Jiangyi thought for no reason of the scene when Fu Heihui just came.

Such a big and beautiful young boy knocked on the door of his room very restrained and with very friendly eyes.

The black uniform wraps his body, making him look extra special... Shui Jiangyi is just an ordinary male high school student, he doesn't know how to use taller adjectives, he just feels that such a Fu Heihui looks very He is tall and slender, the type of person who will definitely look back when he walks on the street.

"Here, the donuts you want." Fu Heihui handed over the steaming donuts.

The dyed white smoke is particularly comfortable in winter. The pink-haired boy smiled and bent his beautiful eyes, and took it: "Thank you Huihui! It's my favorite flavor again! Huihui, you are so kind! Just remember it ?"

Fu Heihui said with a blank face: "It's easy to remember, because only you will like this kind of donuts that are too sweet."

The pink-haired boy wrinkled his nose, but he still happily held the bag and said, "Mr. Wutiao obviously likes it too! Will Huihui come tomorrow?"

"...En." Fu Heihui nodded.

He was extraordinarily silent tonight because of the nitrates at home. Whenever he saw the wheelchair that Yuzu Yujin was sitting in, he would involuntarily think of some past things in his mind, those curse spirits they had trudged through mountains and rivers, those he Accidentally got drunk by Gojo Satoru, and Knotaba Yuhito carried him on his back and walked slowly back to the past of the dormitory.

So after finishing speaking, Fu Heihui added another sentence: "I will be here soon."

"Huihui is so stupid." Shui Jiangyi said casually, "When I left, Huihui was the one I was most afraid of. I always felt that Huihui had the potential to help others count the money after being sold. "

Fu Heihui was the first person Shui Jiangyi came into contact with, who was related to memories.

When Wujo Wutiao forced him to join forces with Fu Heihui at the beginning, Shui Jiangyi was at a loss. Ever since he could remember, he was used to relying on himself, no matter what he did.

But Knotabagi Yuhito is not his temperament, he is cheerful, generous, silly and sweet, a little sun who is not stingy with his own light and heat.

So on the eve of every mission with Fu Heihui, Shui Jiangyi and the system crazily tutored "Little Sun's Essential Rules", "How to Capture Traces for a Good Person", "How a Social Terrorist Can Successfully Disguise as a Social Expert", etc. Waiting for books, I wrote countless post-reading impressions, and now they are still regarded as black history by the system, and are well sealed in my hard disk.

But I'm also very honored, in front of Fu Heihui, a person who has never really been in contact with cheerfulness, Shui Jiangyi successfully learned how to play the knotweed Youren, so that he didn't show his secrets in front of other people.

The system nodded affirmatively: "Look at him being fooled by you, but you should be more worried about yourself? This is the point, and the two-faced Su Nuo will appear to take over your body."

Shui Jiangyi angrily ate the last bite of the donut.

In the long wait, I closed my eyes.

In order to allow himself to better spend the night when his body is occupied by the two-faced Nuo, what Shui Jiangyi often does is to sleep deeply.

He has experienced many worlds, so when he fell asleep, the things in his dreams were all kinds of strange things, everything. Last night, he even dreamed of a deserted garden where a dragon was buried. He was very clear that he had never seen it before. , but it is indeed beautiful, and he spent a long time admiring the scenery.

And tonight, probably because he just met Fu Heihui, he had a dream about Fu Heihui.

·

It was a midsummer night in the dream.

Shui Jiangyi was leaning against the streetlight in front of the bar a little drowsily. He had drank several swigs of wine in the bar just now. Although his mind was clear now, his eyes were very blurred.

Fortunately, the wind at night was very cool, which made him wake up more and more awake.

A neon light sign hangs in front of the store, and Gojo Satoru walks out, holding a drunk in one hand.

He casually carried the drunk Fu Heihui to Shui Jiangyi's side, patted Shui Jiangyi's head: "Youren."

"Huh?" Shui Jiangyi squinted his eyes and raised his head. His eyes were narrow and looked very cute. He took out his mobile phone and took a self-confident [-]-shot.

Shui Jiangyi was still a little confused at first, but after realizing what Wutiao Wutiao was doing, he hid directly behind Fu Heihui and shouted: "Teacher Wutiao! Please don't do such a thing, okay?!"

Gojo Satoru took back the phone with regret, and smiled at him: "No, you can't do it, this is the teacher's privilege, if you can't even do such a little thing, being a teacher is too boring Bar!"

Shui Jiangyi felt that Wutiao Wu's words were very problematic.

But a certain unscrupulous teacher obviously thought it was a matter of course to treat students as toys, so he waved his hand with a smile: "Leave Megumin to Yuren, remember to take Megumi back to the dormitory properly!"

As soon as he said it, Fu Heihui fell into Shui Jiangyi's arms when he heard the words.

Shui Jiangyi became more sober after being hit by him, hugged Fu Heihui in his arms in a hurry, and said to Wutiao Wu: "Where are you going, Teacher Wutiao?"

Wujo Wujo turned his back to him without looking back, stretched out his hand and waved in the air: "Go and send those two drunks home."

It was only then that Shui Jiangyi discovered that the senior family and Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei who were not far away were also drunk.

So he compromised, he looked down at Fu Heihui in his arms.

Fu Hei Huisheng is very fair, and after drinking, his face got red again, especially the area around his eyes, which is as red as the blush of cherry blossoms. His closed eyelashes are very long, and when they flutter, they seem to have butterfly wings briefly He stayed on the eyelashes, very well behaved.

Remembering Fu Heihui's lukewarm attitude towards him before, Shui Jiangyi took the opportunity to fiddle with his eyelashes.

The curly and curled eyelashes are a bit like a Barbie doll bought for elementary school students. It can be seen that Shui Jiangyi has a good mood, facing the moonlight, and carrying Fu Heihui on his back.

Fu Heihui was not heavy, but very light. He landed on his back, his soft face pressed against his, and he breathed very lightly.

The moonlight on the ground was cut into countless diamond-shaped pieces by the shaking tree crown. The system went back to report to the headquarters, but it was not there, so Shui Jiangyi was sleeping, relying on Fu Heihui, and complained very briskly.

"Huihui, don't put on a straight face when you are young, it's really a waste of your face, although I also feel that if you don't put on a straight face, you will be in a lot of trouble? It's strange, people who are highly skilled in conjuration intend to be After not going down as a conjurer, will you make a group debut? Or..."

"No." The light voice interrupted Shui Jiangyi's words, Shui Jiangyi was startled, and immediately stopped, thinking that Fu Heihui had woken up.

After turning his head to the side, he realized that Fu Heihui hadn't woken up yet, and the response to his words was just unconscious sleep.

Shui Jiangyi looked at his sleeping face, and silently added the last sentence in a very low voice: "We still choose people based on their looks."

"No." Fu Heihui answered like a repeating machine.

Shui Jiangyi laughed, he walked towards the dormitory step by step with Fu Heihui on his back.

"Huihui, do you like me very much?"

"No."

"Megumin, do you like chocolate?"

"No."

"Does Megumin have a girl he likes? Like Kinazaki?"

"No."

Shui Jiangyi suddenly had a bad taste: "Does Huihui like Polygonum cuspidatum Youren?"

After being silent for a long time, no one answered, Shui Jiangyi thought that Fu Heihui had fallen asleep, and felt a little regretful.

"……like."

The person behind said suddenly.

"It's so warm." Fu Heihui put his arms around Shui Jiangyi's neck, and rubbed his cheek against his shoulder like a kitten.

Shui Jiangyi's heart suddenly softened.