I told him everything, including the content of the transaction with the original black mud, and the experience of searching for fragments across different worlds later.

But in the end I discovered the outbreak and collapse after being deceived, I just briefly mentioned it.

For me now, that experience is more like an old scene of the past stored in my memory. It will hurt and sad when I encounter it, but I will no longer be as desperate as before.

"...Jimmy told me many times that a person is dead after death and cannot be resurrected. I never listened. He must think I am stupid and stubborn."

"The chivalrous man later found [the round-trip postcard to the deceased], they each left a copy, and gave me all the rest. I tried, but failed, it couldn't find you."

I rested my head on Ann's arm and grabbed the hem of his clothes. The sadness accumulated in the past was like a misty cloud, and the wind blows away.

"They don't say it, but they actually miss you as much as I do."

The surroundings are extremely quiet, the lush leaves rustle when they tremble, and the light gray shadows are cast down from the tree crowns, covering the greenery like a cover.

"Actually, I know that that dark guy doesn't look like a good thing at first glance. How can it be possible to rely on it."

"I just kept lying to myself."

Analyzing the state of mind of those years again, I will no longer cry, but my chest is a little stuffy and uncomfortable.The fingers holding the cloth couldn't help but tighten slightly, closed his eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

sometimes……

The more times you convince yourself, the more you really believe.

"Anna..."

His mood didn't sound right, so I quickly added: "It's okay, it's over, I see you now, super lucky!"

Ann sighed again.

He seems to have sighed a lot today.

"Ann, don't sigh." I tugged on his sleeve, "You will grow old easily."

He smiled helplessly, and his gentle voice was like a gentle breeze, gently brushing against his ears: "...I'm sorry, I left you behind without authorization."

I shook my head in denial, "It's not your fault."

Then he said as if asking for credit, "We have avenged you."

An helped me to lift the hair on my forehead that was blocking my view, and said in a warm voice, "Thank you for your hard work, it's great."

I was a little proud: "Haha, only I can hear it now, neither Jimmy nor Xia Ke can hear it."

After laughing, I lowered my head and rubbed against his arm: "Ann, actually, I thought about a lot of things when I was collecting debris..."

"what?"

"...At the beginning, if you were really resurrected, I might have taken you back to the Dark Continent and locked you up." My voice was light and clear, "That way... you won't be in danger again. "

However, regarding such a scary topic, he didn't take the usual path at all. He scratched his hair and said in doubt: "Huh? The Dark Continent is also dangerous, so it shouldn't work."

I was stunned for half a second, then hummed softly: "That's right."

"But at that time, I didn't think about it at all. I just wanted to take you back to the place I know best and hide you."

He raised his pretty eyebrows and asked me: "Then do you still think so now?"

"It's gone for a long time." I raised my head and smiled at him, "It's a surprise that An is alive."

"Sorry for keeping you waiting." He smiled softly.

An took me to the park he usually goes for walks, the supermarket he often goes to for shopping, and his favorite food street. There is a barbecue restaurant deep in the street, which doesn't open until after seven in the evening.

When he introduced them, he exuded a relaxed atmosphere, casual and brisk, completely different from before.

Even at home on Meteor Street, he would still be vigilant.

While he was talking, I suddenly asked, "Does Ann like this place very much?"

An froze for a moment, nodded and said, "Well, I like it very much."

He knelt down and said to me, "This is the hometown I mentioned."

I was silent for a few seconds, holding his hand slightly harder, and finally chose to let go.

"...Well, I see."

The next day, after I woke up, I realized that something was wrong. When I saw it, I found that I was shorter again, only a little higher than the dining table.

When An saw me, he chuckled and said, "It's already the same height as when I brought you back."

I jumped on the chair and sat down, straightening my back so that my head could go over the table: "It's so tiring to be like this all the time."

He looked at me with a smile, and suddenly spread his hands: "Do you want to hug me?"

After being stunned for half a second, I immediately took off my slippers, stepped on the dining table and jumped into his arms, ignoring his complaint of "don't step on the table".

"I want to hug." I replied slowly after sitting on his lap.

"I'm hugging already." He lightly pinched my nose, "It feels like I'm back in the past, the little one is sitting in my arms, refusing to go anywhere, even sticking together when eating. "

His tone suddenly slowed down: "At that time you were very timid, afraid of everything, most afraid that I would not want you..."

"Watching you grow up little by little, and become a cheerful big girl."

He held me in his arms from behind, I couldn't see his expression, I could only hear his voice slightly changed.

"As a result, it has now returned to the original cautiousness."

All the self-willedness and coquettishness of the past are gone.

He pressed his forehead to the top of my hair, and asked in a low voice, "Did I fail too much as a father?"

"No!" I wanted to turn around, but he held my shoulders and couldn't move, so I had to retort loudly, "Ann, no, you are the best!"

Ignoring my rebuttal, he continued on his own: "He even asked me if I was causing trouble—"

Breathing suddenly, he took a deep breath, his tone astringent.

"When I heard it, it was just..."

What is it like?It's like being stabbed in the chest unsuspectingly, and you still have to pretend to be calm and ask why.

Closing his eyes, he swallowed the choked emotions in his throat: "Anna, we are family members, and we can completely entrust our trusted family members."

Lifting his head, he said softly, "There's no need to be afraid."

My heart skipped a beat, and my nasal cavity suddenly burst into soreness. I lowered my head and buried my face in his palm: "I'm sorry..."

An felt the moist warmth in her palm, her fingertips trembled slightly, and sighed softly, "I should be the one who should say sorry."

"I dereliction of duty, so you have to grow up in pain."

"sorry."

I shook my head vigorously, tears fell into his palm, and then continued to slide down the lines of the palm, dripping into the cracks in the floor and disappearing.

"The love to cry has not changed. Then this time, we should cry all the sad past." He wiped my tears gently, "Live a happier life in the future."

"Uh-huh!"

Suddenly, I felt an invisible pull, as if it was about to separate me from this world, and a premonition that I was about to leave suddenly surged in my heart.

"install--"

I grabbed his hand violently.

There are still many things I want to say, and I don't know what to say for a while.

"Huh? What's wrong."

I turned my head to look at him, opened my mouth, and asked hesitantly: "...No matter where we are, we will always be family, right?"

He froze for a moment, then he clenched my hand as if he felt it, and showed a comforting smile: "Yes, no matter where we are, we will always be family."

"...Actually, I have collected a lot of liquid titanium ore and wanted to give it to you, but now I can't open that vortex, so I can't take it."

"It doesn't matter, I have already received this intention."

"...you'll have a great time here, won't you?"

"Well, I will."

The pulling feeling became more and more severe, and I could hardly keep my eyes open.I simply closed my eyes, hugged him tightly, and said in a muffled voice: "I forgot your name, tell me again, I want to remember."

He smiled helplessly, and first used a language I couldn't understand.

"An Jing Xing"

Then switch to a language I am familiar with.

"An Jing Xing."

"I have to remember this time."

My sight was completely darkened, and I felt that my whole body was being torn apart by a huge force. I only remembered that his voice was gentler than before.

……

"Let go of me—it's all said she'll be right back—"

"Since you are so confident, it doesn't matter if you wait in my hands?"

"Is that waiting on your hands? That's torture!"

In the heavy darkness, I seemed to hear someone arguing.

In the next second, my vision brightened, and I suddenly landed on the ground. The discomfort of instantly growing in size swept my whole body, and I staggered to hold on to the wall beside me.

Potato immediately shouted: "Look, look - let me go!"

Gojo Satoru immediately threw it away: "You don't need to say it."

Then folded his arms around his chest, stared straight at me, raised the corners of his lips, and said in a cold tone, "Oh? You're back."

The potato balls are in the corner, ready to watch the excitement.

Looking up at Gojo Satoru, he was standing with his back to the window, the soft sunlight outside the window cast a thin layer of pale white light on him.

At this moment, he lazily raised his eyelids, accusing me unhurriedly: "I don't even want to send a text message, so I know I'll come back."

I stared at him without blinking, and joy suddenly appeared in my heart, and I even pulled a smile on my face.

"Five Satoru—"

Even though his legs hadn't adapted to the sudden elevation, his body had obeyed his mind and rushed straight towards him.

"What are you doing?" His tone was not very good, but he still caught me.

I laughed from the bottom of my heart, my eyes sparkled, I put my foot in his ear, and said loudly: "I like you!"

Gojo Satoru gave a soft "tsk" and muttered, "I'm going deaf."

Then the tone was dissatisfied, "I said——you don't think you can escape with this kind of words, do you? Impossible."

Ignoring his complaints, I just want to say everything I want to say: "It's not the kind of liking for treasures that I want to collect—"

"I like you like I like someone!"

I grabbed his collar, pulled him down forcefully, and repeated: "It's like liking someone, do you hear me!"

His expression was originally serious, and he looked at me for a few seconds, and suddenly he smiled.He leaned over and lowered his head, nose to nose, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "I heard that, how stupid."

I hooked his neck instead, "Do you want to be with me?"

"Haven't we been together all the time?"

"I'm talking about later, later—"

As soon as his vision darkened, his breath was suddenly blocked by someone, and it took him a while to let go.He half-closed his eyelids, and his bright pupils were covered by long and dense eyelashes.

"Isn't that natural?"

He smiled lazily.

Suddenly, Tudou floated over in grief and indignation: "Reconciled so quickly?! Gojo Satoru, you are too naive—"

was suddenly held down.

Gojo Satoru: "It's so noisy."

I:"?"

……

A few days later, Principal Ye Moth asked calmly, "What kind of curse do you want to find out?"

A girl got into the pile of cursed bones in the corner and kept searching, while Gojo Satoru sat in front of him carelessly.

"That's the kind - you can put other things in it, and then the curse skeleton will come alive, super cool."

Night Moth Zhengdao has a headache: "I don't have that kind of thing here."

"Maybe, teacher." Gojo Satoru smiled meaningfully.

Noctua didn't intend to argue with him, so he brought him the materials he needed, and reminded him: "Recently, the higher authorities have started to have opinions again."

"Oh, then I'll find time to warn you again."

Night Moth was a little curious: "How did you do it?"

The last time Gojo Satoru went to the top management, not only solved the problem of Miyazaki Yota's restricted rank, but also made them quiet for a long time.

"That's the inspiration Jay gave me." Wujo Wu crossed his legs and leaned lazily on the back of the sofa chair, "Just put the knife on their necks."

"...Jie would say such a thing?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly sat up straight, leaned forward and leaned forward: "——Right! Teacher, you feel it too!"

"I was so surprised when I first heard it—"

"Don't change the subject." Noctua Zhengdao knocked on the table.

Gojo Satoru spread his hands, and said rascally, "In short, it's better to be honest than life."

Ye Mo Zhengdao almost suspected that he had heard it wrong. After a while, he found that Wujo Wu didn't make any further explanations, so he said: "... Wu, don't overdo it."

"Don't worry, don't worry, nothing happened? Grandpas are very afraid of death." Gojo Satoru sneered.

Suddenly, the person buried in the cursed skeleton made a surprised voice: "Found it!"

Night Moth looked over and found that she had found a cursed skeleton in the shape of a rabbit, pinched her hands and feet, and said affirmatively, "This should be very suitable."

That was the curse skeleton he made in the early days, and it was not as strong as the current one, so he couldn't help reminding: "That one was from before..."

Before the words were finished, the rabbit cursed a little, jumped to the ground, kicked its legs, and finally put its hands on its hips and said, "Well, it's very suitable."

Night Moth: "..."

Night Moth: "???"

He stared suspiciously at Gojo Satoru, who said innocently, "Look at what I'm doing, isn't it normal for the curse to be alive, and the same is true for Panda."

"Can Panda be the same!" Noctua Zhengdao slapped the table angrily, "That's a living curse skeleton created by me, it's innate, how could the curse skeleton have the consciousness of life the day after tomorrow!"

"——Wu, what the hell is that thing?"

Facing Noctua's question, Gojo Satoru said seriously, "It's something magical—it will be fine, I promise."

Then he got up, waved his hands and quickly slipped away, "Then we'll leave first, thank you teacher for your curse~"

Night Moth said rightly: "..."

……

I picked up the rabbit's curse skeleton and walked towards the gate. I remembered to thank you halfway, and turned around and said to Noctuidad Zhengdao, "Thank you."

The rabbit in my arms also stuck its head out of my arms: "Thank you!"

do not know why.

Noctua Moth's expression seemed a bit complicated.

I didn't care so much, I came to Gojo Satoru, lowered my head and asked the rabbit curse: "Tudou, how is it, is the movement smooth?"

"It's okay..." It moved its hands and feet, and jumped to the ground lightly, "I'll try to run a few steps—"

Then he ran away in a hurry.

"Huh? I didn't expect that with such short legs, you can run pretty fast." Gojo Wu taunted in a strange way.

"It's far away, I can't hear it." I reminded.

"If I can hear it, I won't just say a word."

I thought about it, nodded affirmatively: "That's right, you will probably talk about it non-stop until it is so angry that it smokes."

"Huh? This is prejudice."

Gojo Satoru needed to go to the high-level mantra, so I sat on the big tree outside the tower building and waited for him.

The area outside the shadows is sunny, and if you stand for a long time, you will feel a wave of heat in your body.

The place in the shadows is cool and faint, and when sitting on the thick branches, there are only sporadic rays of light filtering down from the gaps in the leaves.

I stretched out my right hand, with the palm facing up, and the faint spots of light fell on my hand like this, and there were still particles of floating dust in the light path.

Stare at one of the motes, watch it fly away from the light path and fly into the shadows, and then disappear.

Suddenly, I raised my head with some feeling, and found Gojo Satoru standing outside in the bright golden sunlight, facing this side, I don’t know how long I looked at it.

Noticing my gaze, he slowly took off his sunglasses, his fair complexion reflected a transparent light in the sun.

The light golden light jumping between the hair strands fell into his blue eyes in an instant, forming a large expanse of beautiful and bright galaxy.

Then he curled up his lips and held out his hand to me.

I jumped off the tree trunk almost immediately, stepped on the spot of light in the shadows, and broke into the dazzling light golden world outside.

The whistling wind brushed my ears and kept receding, my curly long hair soared into the air and swayed behind me along with the running pace, and the distance between us kept getting closer little by little.

The smile on his face also grew bigger and bigger, as if he had returned to the arrogant boyhood of the past, flamboyant and wanton.

The wind is light and the clouds are light, and the sun is shining.

At that moment, I took his hand that was reaching out to me.

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