don't you have a wife of your own

Gojo Satoru still couldn't control his emotions for the time being, so he didn't refuse the handkerchief Oki Chuanyuejian handed over.He took the handkerchief and covered his eyes, tears quickly wet the handkerchief, a moist, faint fragrance lingered softly around Wujou's nose.

He took off the handkerchief, his eyes were red, and his voice was hoarse after crying: "I'm much better, let's move on."

The two continued to walk along the corridor. Gojo Satoru turned on the flashlight and Chuan Yuejian turned off his own flashlight, which could save flashlight resources.

Over time, Gojo Satoru could feel that his emotions were slowly being brought back under control, from crying uncontrollably at the beginning to sobbing slightly now.

He raised his hand and wiped his eye sockets with his fingers, his fingertips were soaked with tears.

When he was about to reach the end, Gojo Satoru's flashlight ran out of power and went dark with a click.Fortunately, Oikawa Tsukimi who was next to him quickly turned on his flashlight, and immediately grabbed Gojo Satoru's wrist.

Her palms were cold, her fingers were moist, and her soft skin pressed against Wu Satoru's pulse.Gojo Satoru unconsciously glanced down: Oi Chuanyuejian was raising his face, and asked him with concern, "Can you see it?"

She attributed all Gojo Satoru's actions just now to the fact that she suddenly saw something scary, and her spirit was stimulated, so she was a little disturbed, so she was particularly concerned about Gojo Satoru's state.

Gojo Satoru's voice was hoarse: "I can see."

He stepped forward and grabbed the doorknob of the room at the end and twisted it, but it didn't turn, and the door was locked from the inside.Oi Chuanyuejian shook the flashlight, reminding Gojo Satoru: "Teacher, look over there."

Gojo Satoru looked along the place where Oi Chuanyuejian's flashlight was pointing, and saw that the edges of the gate were all sealed with cement, not a single crack was left.

He took two steps back, and told Ji Chuanyue, "Stay away."

Oi Chuanyuejian held a flashlight in one hand and a medical kit in the other, and obediently took five or six steps back.After confirming that she was within the safe range from the corner of his eye, Gojo Satoru picked up his weapon and threw all his strength at the dark red exquisite wooden door.

As a loud noise echoed in the corridor, Gojo Satoru's palms were a little numb from the reaction force; the chair legs couldn't bear his strength, and had broken from the middle, so they couldn't be used anymore.

The only good thing is that although the chair leg was broken, the center of the wooden door was also smashed with large cracks.

Gojo Satoru threw away the broken chair leg, and kicked hard on the wooden door a few times.His strength was too great, and a lot of cement scum fell from the edge of the wooden door.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked through the crack on the wooden door, and a black hole appeared.A cold wind blows from the opening, and the temperature inside is much lower than outside.

Oi Chuanyuejian shone the flashlight inside at the right time to illuminate Gojo Satoru.

The scattered light from the flashlight also shone on Gojo Satoru. His black coat and white shirt were smeared with bloodstains of different shades. His short white hair was soft and drooping, his eyelashes were moist, his eye sockets were flushed, and his cheeks still had the blush from crying .

Fine dust fluttered in the light, sticking to his upturned eyelashes.

So beautiful, so beautiful that it seems that the youth does not belong to the world.

With Ji Chuanyuejian's lighting, he bent slightly and stared into the breach.After the light from the flashlight went in, the ground inside was shimmering like crumbling stars and the moon.

is liquid.

The inside is the same as the outside, watery.Wujo Wujo checked visually, and the water inside was higher than the outside, probably up to his thighs.

"There's water in there, too."

Gojo Satoru grabbed the wooden plank on the edge of the breach and tore it even bigger: "You will be flooded if you go in. I will go in first and help you find a place where you can set your feet."

Oi Chuanyuejian glanced at the water level inside, then measured his own height, and found that he couldn't seem to refute Gojo Satoru's words depressingly.She pouted angrily, did not speak, and raised the flashlight to light Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Wu bowed his waist and went in and out through the opening, and when he turned his head and looked sideways, he saw Ji Chuanyuejian angrily lighting up a lamp for himself.

The corner of his mouth raised into a nasty and flamboyant smile, and he stretched out his hand to poke Chuan Yuejian's bulging cheek: "Wow, are you angry?"

"Come on, puff your cheeks harder—like a puffer fish."

"Pfft, why is it so soft when you poke it?"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "..."

She resisted the urge to hit Wutiao Wutiao's head with a flashlight, and took a deep breath: "Teacher Wutiao, if you poke my face here if you have time, why don't you hurry up and help me find a place to lay my feet!"

Enough is enough, don't waste time anymore.He took the flashlight in Ji Chuanyuejian's hand and looked around: This is an office about twelve tatami mats in size, with few things, so it looks very spacious.

A huge desk was placed directly opposite the door, with a few wooden chairs scattered beside it.Behind the desk hangs a huge portrait.

The portrait is so large that it takes up almost the entire wall.Gojo Satoru used the flashlight to shine on it, but it could only reach one-third of the lower part.

It seems to be... a lotus?

He also wanted to use the flashlight to shine upwards, but because of the distance, the light of the flashlight would not be able to reach any higher.

Oi Chuanyuejian's voice came from outside the opening behind him: "Teacher, did you find it?"

Gojo Satoru: "I found it, come in."

He turned around, bit the flashlight in his mouth, and stretched out his hand to Oi Chuan Yuejian.Oi Chuanyuejian bent down and stepped on the breach, and put his hand on Gojo Satoru's palm - petite and wide, soft and rough.

Gojo Goku grasped Chuanyuejian's hand and gently moved it in front of her. She obediently and trustingly fell into Gojo Goku's arms, and tightly hugged Gojo Goku's neck with both hands.

When the two hugged each other without any gap, Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment.Rarely did he open up to anyone like this.

The education of the Gojo family since childhood did not allow the Son of God to give this level of love or protection to anyone.His eyes should only go forward, and then forward - to become the strongest, stronger, and stand above all living beings.

But yeah...

However, no one told him that hugging is such a soft and satisfying thing.

The girl's light apricot-colored hair was stained with water and stuck to his cheeks, and her body smelled of a very ordinary mixture of shower gel and laundry detergent.The sound of her heartbeat, breathing, the temperature of flesh and blood—passed through the school uniform, passed over Gojo Satoru's fragile neck, passed over his arms, his waist, and earlobes.

Gojo Satoru reacted quickly, his arms curled up to support her soft thighs.

The school skirt was rolled up because of Oi Chuanyuejian's jumping movement, Gojo Satoru's palms deliberately avoided the soft and white skin, and only supported her with his arms, his whole body stiffened.

Oi Chuanyuejian hugged Gojo Wu's neck tightly, fearing that he would let go and throw herself off, and asked in a nervous whisper, "Teacher, where am I standing?"

Gojo Satoru turned his face away, and walked to the large desk with Oikawa Tsukimi in his arms.Oi Chuanyue agreed, stepped on the desk with bent legs, and stood up while supporting Wujo Wu's shoulders.

With the base of the desk, Oi Chuanyuejian was finally higher than Wujo Wu this time.She was quite curious, and looked down at the top of Gojo Satoru's head—it was rare to see the top of Gojo Satoru's head.

Gojo Satoru threw the flashlight to Oi Chuanyuejian, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't be idle, you are taller now, take a picture of what is painted on that portrait."