As a coser, I am revising the script every day

Jia Ruozi rubbed his temples with a headache, and looked out the door irritably.

It was clearly a bright sky, but the wind at this time was so noisy that she felt depressed even to breathe. She looked down at the half-written report in her hand, suddenly threw the pen angrily, and could not help but curse in her heart Gojo Satoru was unreliable, and no one knew where he would go when it was time to rely on him, leaving such a big mess behind.

She stood up, walked to the corridor, leaned on the railing, and looked at the downstairs of the infirmary, the scenery she had been looking at since more than ten years ago.

This place is like her second home, she is very familiar with every plant and tree.

She knows that snow will fall here in winter, but the leaves of the evergreen trees will not fall. The thick snow will fall on the dark green leaves, and the crown will be crushed by the snow and hang down, and then the snow on the leaves will fall. When it comes down, it will accumulate very thickly. Once she and some people got up early on a certain winter day, put on a thick down jacket, and had a good snowball fight.

The two people who had a snowball fight with her were very shameless. They besieged one of them, and then the one who liked farts clapped hands after winning.

There are often heavy rains in spring, one after another, which is very suitable for hiding in the classroom. When the curtains are drawn, it will be a quiet theater. Half of it will be too sweet to be unbearable, but a guy who must watch a romantic movie after watching a movie will like it very much.

summer……

Jia Ruozi lowered her head and took out a cigarette from her pocket. She suddenly became addicted to cigarettes.

But thinking that Fu Heihui would come back later, she didn't want to light it anymore, she just dangled it in her mouth, biting the cigarette holder aimlessly, feeling the wind blowing through her hair, and then being lazily pressed by her. Pull it behind the ear.

Wen Wan is a bit unlike her.

Jia Ruozi recalled that time after meeting with the eunuch girl, when they occasionally chatted, the eunuch girl said with emotion: "Grade girl, I feel that you have changed a lot."

She was stunned for a moment, then smiled vaguely and said, "You've grown up."

Did you grow up?Or do you just want to draw a line with the past?

She didn't know about it, she only knew that after the bitter summer of that year, time passed extremely quickly. She grew her hair long, quit smoking, and used to treat others with a gentle smile. After putting on the white coat, It never took off.

Occasionally, I saw Gojo Satoru's students hurrying back and forth from her infirmary, and occasionally, just for a moment, they would withdraw from the body of this rational housemate.

Think about it empty-handedly, I was not in the nitrous in this family before.

In the past, Ni Nizi played very wildly, she had short hair, she was always amused by the outrageous behavior of the two perverts around her, she was a little freer than now, and she used to have partners who fought side by side.

Jia Ruozi felt that her head was hurting more, maybe it was because she was getting older, she was more and more likely to think of the summer ten years ago, and she remembered more and more, when she walked lazily in the Beside Gojo Satoru, there was a non-mainstream fringe for the one who deserved to be beaten, and the one who called her name with a smile...

"Nitrogen."

Indeed, that is the sound.

It was a bit deep and hoarse, but the voice of the young Xia Youjie was much clearer than this voice, and he relied on this voice to deceive a lot of little fans who were fascinated by him.

Every time I go out and get into the glass, I can't wait to draw a clear line with him.

"Nitrogen."

Why are you still calling?Jia Ruozi opened his eyes, feeling that he was hallucinating from the headache, and wanted to wake up.

But unexpectedly, at the other end of the corridor, he saw two people.

Gojo Satoru, who had been bothering her for a day and couldn't find anyone, didn't wear blindfolds or glasses, his clear eyes were beautifully curved, and there were some hasty folds on his black clothes, which was lavished by another person. The cassock was pressed down, and Jiarui Nigzi followed the arm that Gojo Satoru was supporting, and saw a face that only existed in memory.

Xia Youjie's long hair fell down, making his whole face look a bit embarrassed, and he looked at her with his eyelashes bent. His body seemed to be very weak, his lips were pale, but his cheeks were slightly pink. .

He waved his hand towards Jia Ruozi. This action was obviously very strenuous for him now, but Xia Youjie finished it.

Xia Youjie said, "I'm back."

At that moment, it seemed as if time was rewound back to that summer ten years ago.

After being ordered not to drink Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie, who went on a mission together, Jia Ruozi sat in the infirmary very dissatisfied. After finishing the mission, Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie walked shoulder to shoulder to the infirmary, Xia Youjie would smile and wave to her, saying, "I'm back."

Then he handed a large bag of snacks to Jia Ruozi.

Jia Ruozi's eye sockets were a little moist for a moment, she glanced over to hold back the tears, and couldn't help showing a smile.

As if those ten years had never existed, he stretched out his hand towards Xia Youjie and said.

"where's my gift?"

·

Knotabagi Yuhito felt as if he had had a long, long dream.

The dream was a void of darkness, and he walked alone in that darkness for a long time, almost getting lost in that darkness, fortunately, although there was no light there.

But Knotweed Youruhito can occasionally hear a person's broken thoughts.

Cute and goofy.

"Hey! How can I become a little sunshine!"

"Tong, if you are any more unreliable, I will kill you."

"Hey, what do you think they all think?"

"I can't taste the food anymore, I want to QAQ today."

……

These nihilistic, fragmentary thoughts that occasionally came from, supported the knotweed Youren to walk for a long, long time, preventing him from falling asleep in the dark.

Under such thoughts, it seems that the road is not so long, and he can also glimpse a little bit of the bright world that can be seen in the eyes of the master of the words in this deep darkness.

Apart from walking endlessly, Knotabagi Hisohito would think about what kind of person he is?

Should be a cute person, right?

But he probably doesn't want others to say that he is cute, he is the kind of child who likes to pretend to be an adult.

Suddenly, rustling sounds came from his ears again, and the knotweed Youren was just like before, waiting for the broken thoughts that would accompany him on a long, long journey.

But this time, he didn't expect it to be very long. The owner of that voice cleared his throat.

"Goodbye."

Then he was attracted by a burst of white light, and his eyes hurt for a moment.

Knotabazu Yuhito opened his eyes.

The clean infirmary is spotless, with the open window on the left side, a slight gust of wind blows in, lingering around the fragrance of the flowers beside his bed, Knotweed Yujin sniffed the fragrance lightly.

It should be the scent of lilies, he reached out and rubbed the tip of his nose, then sneezed softly.

It seemed that his nose hadn't smelled this kind of fragrance for a long time, but it was so fresh, Yuzu Yujin couldn't help but stood up and sniffed the lilies beside the bed.

Fu Heihui pushed open the door with a bouquet of fresh flowers, and stopped outside the door of the infirmary.

He was almost a little at a loss, looking at the Knotweed Yuren who lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of the flowers, Dieli's soft white flowers were blooming, swaying branches and leaves, as if growing from his cheeks, making him look like a A painting that never changes.

That time, Knotaba Yuhito found Gojo Satoru in the basement.

Gojo Satoru said that Knotaba Yuhito saved him, and he might have slept for a long time. Sure enough, as Gojo Satoru said, after coming out of the basement, Knotaba Yuhito fell asleep for a whole month.

When Fu Heihui started, it was really hard not to be anxious.

Senior Jiajin told him, don't worry, maybe a miracle will happen to Knotweed Yuren this time, because there is another problem with the records she collected.

Wujo Satoru said that he was just too tired.

Fortunately, the appearance of the curse spirit has become less, and he has a lot of time to see Knotweed Yuren after the daily routine.

Fu Heihui couldn't help tightening his hand holding the bouquet in his hand, the plastic made a rustling sound, but he was afraid of waking up from this dream, so he whispered.

"It's you, are you awake?"

Knotabagi Yujin heard the voice, turned around with a smile, the smile on his face was as bright as the sunshine outside the window.

He looked at his friend whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He seemed to have grown up and grown taller. His immature eyebrows and eyes had transformed into the sharpness of an adult, but his eyes were as soft as ever.

Knotabagi Yuhito thought this was a dream he had.

It's so rare, he went back to the past countless times, but he never had a dream. He always thought it was because Fu Heihui disliked him, so he never entered his dream.

This is the first time in the long reincarnation of the knotweed Youren, he dreamed of Fu Heihui, and it was still such a sunny day, he couldn't help saying.

"Huihui! I see you again."

After so many reincarnations, although I don't regret that decision.

But really, I really want to see you again, my dearest friend.

Fu Heihui.

·

Knotabagi Yuhito realized that this might not be a dream of his own.

It was when Fu Heihui dropped the flowers and ran over to hug him tightly.

He had never hugged Fu Heihui before. The most common thing they did was to support each other to stand up during the task. All the knotweed Yujin didn't know that Fu Heihui hugged people so hard, he was caught Caught off guard, he reached out to pat Fu Heihui's back, but was stiffened by the warm liquid on his neck and shoulders.

Is it tears?

Knotaba Yuhito's fingers curled up, and for a moment, he suddenly had a great sense of absurdity, and this sense of absurdity made him unconsciously begin to perceive the world.

Fu Heihui who hugged him was warm, the cold wind blowing in from the window was bitter, the lilies beside the bed were hot, and the texture of the quilt that slid down on him was delicate. It's really hard not to think about it while hugging him and pressing against his skin.

Is this, so-called, real?

Is this not my dream?

He lowered his head, wanted to pat Fu Heihui on the shoulder, told him to get up, and wanted to ask him something.

Suddenly, I saw two figures at the door, Nagasaki Yaqiangwei and Yoshino Junpei.

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei who returned in a hurry looked at Yuzu Yujin, and couldn't help cursing: "You bastard. If you don't wake up, I thought you were really going to sleep."

Yoshino Junpei looked at him, but showed a gentle smile, he said softly.

"Welcome to wake up."

All the confusion about just now dissipated, and I looked at my friends who should have died in front of me.

Knotabagi Hisohito thought of that sentence without hesitation, a little melancholy.

"Goodbye."

And that series of broken thoughts, every sentence and every sentence resounded so clearly in his ears, Katsuobu Youruhito felt his whole body tremble, and he couldn't control his thinking.

is it you?

... The person who took over my body while I was sleeping left everything behind for me.

·

December 12th is Gojo Satoru's birthday.

Preparations for the banquet started several days ago. While preparing, the people from the Wutiao family also refurbished the high school, and it was very gratifying to see the Noctua Moth.

Jianren Qihai, who had asked for leave, stood aside and took a sip of wine: "So what about others?"

The banquet started at six o'clock in the evening, but it was already seven o'clock, and the people of the Gojo family had been standing outside for an hour, but there was no sign of Gojo Satoru.

Jia Ruozi snorted, "Where else can I go?"

She was very dissatisfied with Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie's temporary repentance and leaving her to act alone, but she had no choice but to stretch lazily, preparing to fight against the little cake not far away.

Knotweed Yuren was holding small cakes for Fu Heihui and the others in the small cake area.

The housekeeper squinted over and counted.

"Five? Nagasaki is thinking about it and ready to let go of himself?"

Knotaba Yuhito paused holding the clip, and he replied with a smile: "No."

Jia Ruozi picked up a piece of cake casually, took a bite, and asked vaguely, "That's it?"

Knotweed Youruhito explained: "It's for an old friend."

In the Sui Sui Nian that Hu Zhang You Ren heard, that person said more than once that he likes to eat sweet things.

It's best not to be too greasy, and not too light in taste. I like small cakes with strong cheese flavor.

My favorite is the brownie cake.

The moonlight was like water, and the courtyard was deep. Wujo Wu easily pulled off the tie that bound him around his neck and shoulders. He had just returned from the banquet at Wujo's house, but he didn't want to see Nitro and the others. Anyway, Wujo Wu was always self-willed in front of them. presumptuous.

He wants to do something that he wants to do.

Gojo Satoru pushed open the door of the infirmary nimbly, and met Xia Youjie who was sitting on the bed reading a book.

The dim light was dim, he was wearing silk pajamas, his long hair was hanging loose on the bed, and he looked lazy and sleepy. Gojo Satoru smiled at him, stretched out his hand, and asked himself.

"Would you like to have a nice evening with me?"

"Mr. Xia Youjie."

The author has something to say: Thank you for watching.

I was planning to end the tat today, but I wrote more and more!Tomorrow must!It must be over!

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