As a coser, I am revising the script every day

The gauze curtain in the infirmary was blown up by the wind, after Fu Heihui tried to pull up the knotweed Yuren, but failed, he directly picked up the knotweed Yuren, put him on the hospital bed, and covered the quilt carefully.

The pink-haired boy's ears turned red which was rare, he was not used to being treated like this.

But Fu Heihui didn't take his emotions into consideration, he looked at the legs curled up under the sick clothes of Polygonum cuspidatum, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter with your legs?"

He thought that Wujo Wu stopped them from seeing Knotthu Zhang Yuren because of the double-faced Nuo, but he didn't expect that Knotthu Zhang Yuren's legs would have problems.

The pink-haired boy scratched the back of his head, stretched out his hand to lift the quilt to cover his legs, and said embarrassedly: "It seems that I can't go."

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of both Fugurohui and Nagasaki Yeqiangwei jumped.

Nagasaki Wild Rose, who had been leaning against the corner without speaking, couldn't help but punched him with her fist: "Are you an idiot? It seems that you can't even move your legs, and you still laugh so happily?"

The pink-haired boy didn't hide, he covered the place where he was beaten, and muttered, "Even if I cry, it won't get better. At worst, I'll just sit in a wheelchair in the future."

Speaking of this, he beamed and said: "Senior Jiajin told me that there are very powerful people who can walk like flying in a wheelchair, Huihui, you said I can..."

Fu Heihui interrupted him: "You can, what did Senior Jiaru say? Will your legs get better in the future? Does the teacher know?"

"Teacher..." Hearing Wujo Wu's name, the pink-haired boy was silent for a while, "I don't know, the teacher didn't come to see me, but the senior in the family said that it's not going to get better."

"Why?" Rose Kizaki frowned, "I remember that your legs were not injured at that time, and your legs were obviously able to stand before you fell into a coma."

"Huh?" The pink-haired boy raised his head and asked, "Nagizaki, have you seen me before I passed out? Can you tell me about the scene at that time?"

Nagasaki Wild Rose felt something was wrong: "You..."

The pink-haired boy lowered his head in shame: "I can't remember, I can't remember many things, my memory is very chaotic, although the seniors in my family have transferred me, but all the memories about that time have disappeared. "

"So you can't remember clearly, why did you know that the prison gate will seal the teacher, did you choose to help him block this matter?" Fu Heihui asked.

"." His body froze for a moment, and when he raised his head to look at Fu Heihui, the sadness in his eyes seemed to be vented, he said in a low voice.

"I remember a little bit. At that time, I blocked it because I saw it."

Fu Heihui was puzzled: "What did you see?"

The pink-haired boy seemed to see that scene again before his eyes, and he almost said in horror: "I saw that person appear on the stage, Wutiao teacher showed a flaw, and then Wutiao teacher was sealed, and everyone has died since then. "

Under the dark sky that seemed to be collapsing, only Hirohito Knotabagi stood alone in the sea of ​​corpses and blood. He couldn't see the way forward and the way back, and he couldn't tell which piece of flesh and blood under his feet came from his companion.

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"Seeing how I was sealed?" Gojo Satoru, who had just returned from dealing with the high-level officials, sat down and raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure that's what Yuren said?"

Fu Heihui, who was standing opposite him, nodded silently: "I don't think he's lying."

"Oh?" Gojo Satoru became interested because of his affirmation, "Why do you say that? There has never been such an example before in the magic world."

"Because this is not the first time." Fu Heihui's eyes jumped over Gojo Satoru, and landed on the open space downstairs, with complicated eyes.

After he and Nagasaki Yaqiangwei met Knotabagi Yuhito and gave information that he was still safe, almost everyone dispersed, only one person remained in place.

Yoshino Junpei.

"Shunping?" Gojo Satoru followed his line of sight, pressed the tip of his tongue against the itchy teeth, took out a piece of lemon candy from his pocket, peeled it off and stuffed it in his mouth, and rubbed his teeth together, "Guan Shunping What's the matter? I remember that Yuren found him by accident and recommended Junpei to come in."

"At that time, I was on a mission with Knotabazu and Nagasaki." Fugurohui recalled with lowered eyes, "The mission was completed very quickly, so we chose another path on the way back. Although it can be said to be an accident, But we were standing far away at that time, but Yuren seemed to know that Yoshino would appear there, and saw him from a long distance away, and rescued Yoshino who was being violently treated. That night, we lived directly in the Yoshinoya is resting."

"At night, Yoshino's mother accidentally brought fruit wine instead of fruit juice. Yuhito got drunk, hugged Yoshino and cried for a long time after getting drunk, and brought Yoshino to the high school the next day."

"Crying?" Gojo Satoru swallowed the candy, and said with a smile, "You mean, Yuren is also very likely to know the news that Yoshino may die, so he must be brought to the high school."

Fu Heihui nodded, and he added: "I passed by there the next day, and Yoshinoya has been leveled."

Moreover, Fu Heihui subconsciously looked at her waist.

He was very sure that when Youren hugged him just now, his strength was very tight, as if he was hugging someone, someone reunited after a long time.

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and leaned against the wall with a smile: "That's really, interesting."

There was a smile in his voice, and no negative emotions could be heard.

But the eyes under the blindfold leaked a dangerous blue.

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After Fu Heihui and the others left, Shui Jiangyi raised his head and grabbed a plump green grape, bit the grape skin, and the green juice flowed down his throat. He smashed his mouth and spit out the skin. Sighing: "Sure enough, it's still tasteless after eating."

The system is flipping through a book in his sea of ​​consciousness. It is said that it is about how to break this situation. It flipped the pages of the book and said without raising its head: "Your sense of taste has been out of order for a long time. Don't give up?"

Shui Jiangyi rubbed his nose, and murmured: "Being a human, don't I have the right to enjoy delicious food? Besides, my other vests have a sense of taste, okay?"

After saying that, he picked up the mirror on the table and looked at it as if he remembered something.

The face of the person in the mirror was pale, his eyes were black and blue, his lips were bitten, his pink hair drooped on both sides of his cheeks, and his exposed neck was straight and straight.

Not bad, Shui Jiangyi thought, he should be able to handle it.

Things happened suddenly that day, so he could only fabricate the script temporarily, but unfortunately the script was a temporary script after all, which made Wujo Wu suspicious.

That's why Fu Heihui came to test him. Fortunately, Shui Jiangyi has already created a new script in the past few days!

A teenager who once experienced the death of his companion, and then restarted it again, returning to the past.

After returning, I tried my best to protect the people around me, whether it was the grandfather who should have died, Yoshino Junpei, Nanami Jianren, Fukuro Megumi, Nagasaki Wild Rose, Gojo Satoru who would be sealed, or It should have existed in the body of the knotweed Youren, and the possibility of being taken away by the two-faced Nuo will never happen.

He tried his best to protect them, everything turned out to be beautiful, and everything in the past should be left alone and innocently remembered until he died.

He was indeed ready to die, but he didn't die. As a result, after he came out of the prison gate, his memory began to be confused. Everything that he had pretended to be good, showed a little clue in him who should have died.

In the conversation with Fu Heihui just now, he revealed some things to Fu Heihui, hoping that Fu Heihui could pass all this information to Wujo Wu according to his ideas, so as to dispel Wujo Wu's doubts, or directly Gojo Satoru could ask him directly.

After all, to understand the cause of Wujo Satoru's desire to destroy the world, if it is not drastic to directly take advantage of his illness to see his illness, it is really difficult to find out.

Shui Jiangyi showed a cheerful smile in front of the mirror, this smile belonged to the eternal optimist Knotweed Yuren.

Sure enough, he still prefers to be straightforward.

The system vomited in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Yiyi! Don't laugh like that! It's too scary!"

……

Twilight is everywhere, and the blue sky is gradually swallowed by the dusk. The orange-red fire clouds outside the window of the hospital bed are in full swing in the sky, and the cool evening wind blows through the window, blowing an old leaf.

Shui Jiangyi leaned over to pick it up.

There was a sound of the door opening behind him, and he followed the sound.

Gojo Satoru, who poked his head out from behind the door, shook the white plastic bag in his hand at him, the plastic bag was full, and the things inside made a small sound when colliding: "Youren is awake, we want to have a good time together Would you like a cake?"

There was no need to answer, Gojo Satoru walked in on his own, and said with a smile, "Just put it here."

The pink-haired boy said to Wujo Wu's back, "Mr. Wujo, I'm sorry, I..."

"Shh."

Gojo Satoru turned his head, walked towards him, and looked him up and down.

The pink-haired boy looked back at Gojo Satoru with some doubts, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Gojo Satoru's action.

Gojo Gojo grinned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold him on the shoulder, and happily walked towards the edge of the table: "Youren, don't wrinkle your face like this, just now I almost thought I saw Noctua standing there In front of me, I didn't react for a while!"

The pink-haired boy who really didn't react was startled, and said dejectedly: "Teacher Wutiao! Obviously I was the one who was scared, right?"

Gojo Satoru wasn't ashamed at all. He put the pink-haired boy on the sofa, bent down and picked up a biscuit, bit it, and waved his hand obviously without sincerity: "Be careful next time."

The pink-haired boy hugged the pillow and murmured: "Teacher Wutiao does this every time, and it was the same last time. He locked me up with the curse, and then ran away."

Wujo Wu raised his eyebrows: "Really? Then how about I accompany you to the high-level executives of the magic world?"

For a while the air was a little quiet.

The pink-haired boy took the initiative to ask: "Did something happen after I passed out? Why did they want to see me?"

Wujo Wu sat down opposite him, faced him, and said solemnly: "The two-faced Su Nuo has appeared."

"What?!" The pink-haired boy sat up straight on the sofa, and spoke quickly, "Mr. Wutiao, didn't you say that Liangmian Sunuo has lost consciousness? And he never appeared before!"

"That's right." Gojo Wu stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "It's because the two-faced Nuo has lost consciousness, so you who can swallow the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo have not been listed as a dangerous person by the higher-ups in the magic world , However, after the prison gate incident, the two-faced Nuo appeared in your body, and they asked me to..."

Gojo Satoru smiled and said: "Kill, you, are you afraid, Yuren, the teacher is very fierce!"

The pink-haired boy was not afraid, and he didn't even blink his eyes. He said decisively, "But Teacher Wutiao refused, right?"

Gojo Satoru opened a bottle of orange soda, lowered his head and took a sip: "Of course, Yuhito, you are the student I went to pick you up in person, and you didn't do anything wrong. How could I agree?"

"Then..." The pink-haired boy wanted to ask another question, but Gojo Satoru's hand had already landed on his head.

Gojo Satoru rubbed the abnormally soft hair under the palm of his hand vigorously, watched them become a bird's nest with satisfaction, and then closed his hands: "Don't worry, the teacher is here, you will be fine, can you eat a small biscuit? They I am very satisfied with the new flavors recently released by the family."

……

Shui Jiangyi straightened his rumpled hair expressionlessly, and asked the system: "Has Gojo Wu really changed? Why do I feel that he is as bad as before? No, to be precise, he is even worse than before. Worse."

"He was really threatening me just now! Something will definitely protect me, as long as I tell him, yes, the double-faced nuo in my body will explode at any time, and he will copy me back to me in the next second Did you go to the basement?"

The system tried its best to hold back the laughter, and said seriously: "How is it possible, Gojo Satoru doesn't have that tendency at the moment, I can feel that his mood is very stable, but it's also possible, all this is just his disguise, when he can't keep you , may be about to explode."

"Can't keep me?" Shui Jiangyi, who was still making trouble just now, sensitively caught a word, "Is this his hot spot?"

Almost surprised by the clichéd system, he said vaguely, "Maybe."

Seeing the system clearly acting like I have something to hide from you, Shui Jiangyi pondered for a moment, but didn't ask.

If you think about this kind of thing casually, you will know that the urge to destroy the world is absolutely impossible to be a scar for a day.

So, in fact, before his incident, there must have been at least another such heavy incident, which severely wounded Gojo Satoru's heart, and has not forgotten it until now, and even formed a more bitter swamp, making Wujo Wujo was willing to fall into it deeply, but this matter of him made Wujo Wu completely explode.

Shui Jiangyi looked into Gojo Wu's eyes, trying to see something in his eyes, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything clearly through the blindfold.

Gojo Satoru felt the gaze, turned his head and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru, what could be your heartache?

Shui Jiangyi thought.