The fog dissipated quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the entire street was empty. The surrounding area of ​​the school that was still busy just now was eerily quiet. Halfway through the street, the cars crashed into each other because the driver disappeared. If it wasn't for being pulled by Gojo Satoru And with the lower limit in the way, Momozawa was almost hit by a car that ran out of control and rushed to the side of the road.

Momozawa, who walked through the gate of hell at close range, still has lingering fears after leaving the school. This feeling of being almost hit by a car is completely different from the fear of being chased and killed by a cursed spirit.Even knowing that Gojo Satoru was by her side, she was subconsciously afraid.

Because of nervousness, her palms were covered with sweat, and she felt cold when the wind blown her. The other hand was only pinched at the wrist.

But at some point, probably at the moment when he was hit by a car, Gojo Satoru's hand slipped from his wrist to his palm.

Only then did Tao Zexiang react slowly, she turned her head to look at him, and met the six eyes who turned her head when she noticed her movement, she frowned, grabbed his hand, and did not let go, she felt a little bit Displeased: "You shouldn't be holding my hand, I have a boyfriend, it's inappropriate."

She was completely unable to fight Gojo Satoru in terms of force, so she could only stop and try to pull her hand out, but Gojo Satoru didn't let go, and even tilted her head leisurely to see her exerting force, while comforting, seemingly empathetic: "At a critical moment, Jie will forgive."

Momozawa looked at the hand that was turning red from the struggle, and then at the mist that almost swallowed people around her. She only felt that she was angry, but at this moment, she could only be angry with her.

So, she had no choice but to sigh, suppress her anger, and took a step back: "Then it's okay if you pull my wrist?"

Gojo Satoru was unwilling to go up the steps she gave her. He also knew that if he could feel his wrist, which was hard and bony, how could there be a soft little hand to hold it comfortably?

He shook his head, and refused shamelessly: "It's not convenient to hold hands. It's better to hold hands in danger?"

"But now there won't be a car rushing out to hit me, right?"

Momozawa almost gnashed her teeth.

Her brown eyes were filled with patient anger at this moment, but it was as if a fire was hidden in them, making her eyes take on the color of melted caramel, bright, sparkling, bright and foggy To cover the sky and the moon, but still seems to hold the stars in her eyes.

Gojo Satoru looked at her with lowered eyes, remembering that many people praised his six eyes for being beautiful, and used many words to describe his eyes. He himself always thought they were beautiful. Few people in the world can match his eyes, but now Aiwuji Wudi thinks Momozawa is not far behind.

He seemed to understand why Gojo Satoru always wanted to make her angry, not referring to things that made her sad like being boring too much, but the kind of teasing her with words.

That he always enjoys it in his dream, and sometimes he thinks if it is too hateful, but now he knows the reason, it is because she really looks better when she is angry than she usually is.

Lively, lively, tempered, that always smiling, soft face with anger but trying to hold back is what he really likes.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help thinking of the many times in the dream that she would always be teased by him in this way on dates, and then calmed down in his coquettish comfort later, the cloud disappeared, and a smile appeared on her angry face. There is still an angry red on the face, but the eyelashes are curled up, which has a kind of contradictory beauty.

He wanted her to smile at him like this for once, not in a dream.

So, even though he was very dissatisfied with how he treated the young girl in front of him, he couldn't help imitating him, saying some nonsensical words to tease Momozawa Xiang after she was annoyed.

"Then what if there are other people with supernatural abilities? There are many mafia gangs in Yokohama, maybe one of them has evil intentions, holding the stupid idea that people with supernatural abilities shouldn't live in this world, and want to take advantage of this to kill other people without supernatural abilities. Kill all the supernatural beings?"

How can someone be so stupid?

Momozawa frowned and thought so, Gojo Goki almost laughed: "You just don't want to let go, do you?"

Gojo Satoru, who was asked so bluntly by her, nodded, laughed, and moved closer to her. This time, he ignored what she said before, and got closer to the nose-to-nose distance that he would have in dreams, holding her hand. The hand has always maintained a moderate strength to prevent her from taking the opportunity to twitch.

So close, Momozawa can observe every dilation and shrinkage of Momozawa's pupils.Although he can see clearly without bending over, but now he only wants to get closer, not farther away.

"Yeah, I really don't want to let go, because only now I can really hold your hand."

He said this, speaking the truth like love words that he was not used to and hated. After he finished saying this, Momozawa shrank her pupils in shock, took a step back suddenly, opened the distance, and turned her head away. don't look at him.

The mist took the opportunity to rush into the two of them, slightly blurring her face, but Gojo Satoru's six eyes were enough for him to break through so much fog to look at her, without letting her go for a moment.

He could guess her understanding heart from her expression: "Stop talking, you are angry, but you feel that I just saved your life and you can't lose your temper with me, right?"

He asked like this, as if he was asking, but he was very sure, and he was indeed right.

Momozawa has always known that when Gojo Satoru wants to observe a person, he can do it to the extreme, which is definitely not inferior to Xia Youjie.But when he said such words, she felt a little ridiculous.

This he has only known her for a few days, met several times, and the dreams he had were all hazy, as if he couldn't see her face clearly, but he could already read her heart from her expression, what about before?

What about before going back in time?Does he not see her sadness, her grievance, her troubles, or is he not happy to look at her so carefully?

Momozawa sighed, suppressing such grievances and the pain of being hurt by the truth again. At the beginning, when she realized this, she was so sad that she burst into tears. up.

Who will remember the ex for a lifetime?

If it was her before, facing such a situation, I am afraid that she would be very sad and directly questioned.

But now, she can put aside these calm memories and calmly ask: "But if you don't come to me after school today, according to the time, I won't be hit by that car, right?"

Gojo Satoru vaguely noticed the change in her mood, his tone softened a little, he loosened his hold on her hand a little, and laughed and joked with her: "Maybe there will be another one? And if I don't come, now You will definitely be hunted down by supernatural powers, right? Can you run? You won’t just stand still in the same place, right?”

He said that, obviously because in his memory, their first meeting was like that, everyone in the mall ran away, only Tao Zexiang, who was holding so many gifts, stood there in a daze, and the girl who was close at hand The curse spirits looked at each other.

Because I always dream of it, the first time I saw it seemed like yesterday.But for Tao Zexiang, it was a very distant thing.

She was even taken aback for a moment, and then she understood why he said this, and couldn't help retorting: "I can run, although I was stupid when I met you for the first time, and I didn't move, but after such a long time , I have also grown up, when Jie came to save me, I ran away for a long time."

Hearing what she said, Gojo Satoru was a little dissatisfied. He didn't know whether he was dissatisfied with her saying that she was stupid in memory, or dissatisfied with her mentioning Xia Youjie at this time.

"That's because Jie came too late, you have to run away? If I come, I will definitely be there immediately, and I won't let you run away."

Momozawa frowned and retorted: "No, if this is the case, the reality is that Jie came to save me at that time."

Her tone wasn't good, but it wasn't too bad either, but Wujo Wu was taken aback by what she said.

"Yes, it was Jie who saved you."

As he said this, he scratched his white hair with the other hand, even a little self-deprecating, but he laughed like a joke: "But, if only I set up that mission, it's just like that, no matter what No matter how many times you go back, I will always save you, and your destined boyfriend will only be me?"

This kind of possibility does sound romantic, but Momozawa couldn't help thinking about it. If she was in that state, she saw him again a few days after breaking up, and was rescued by him again...

She shivered and shook her head: "That's too scary, I would rather die."

Gojo Satoru didn't expect her to say such a thing, she would rather die, it was a bit of a blow to him, and he couldn't help raising his voice: "Huh? Isn't it supposed to be like this? What the hell am I doing?" How rubbish is it for you to talk about this?"

Momozawa was stunned: "Is anyone scolding yourself like that?"

To be honest, before today, Gojo Satoru never thought that Momozawa would be so annoying and resist himself. After all, he only dreamed of those good places, and only knew the happy side of that relationship, so naturally he couldn't imagine what she said those pains.

But when her rejection and fear were clearly presented in front of him, he finally realized that love is real, and so is resistance.

He frowned, not understanding why he did that. At this moment, he even had the idea that maybe it would be better not to pester her, but then, he thought, since it's over again, they are not alone , and why should he restrain himself for something that won't happen?

So, he laughed, approached the brown-haired girl in front of him, and sincerely confessed that he wanted to separate himself from that guy, so he did not hesitate to say some rare truths: "I am not the same as him, I like you very much, see I liked it the first time, and I didn't find it annoying to have those dreams all the time, I just thought you were cute.

If you can really date with me, I will be very happy. I will never be late, and I will never say that you are boring. As long as it is what you say, I will change it. Can you just believe me once?Xiangxiang—"

He protracted his pleading, his voice was soft, like a coquettish cat.

He is very clear about what looks good about him. When he smiles, his whole body is glowing, his eyes are shining, and the night sky full of fireworks and stars in summer is not as good as him. The distance is neither far nor near, and in the silent fog without a sound, everything is misty , only his face was clear, and the heat spread upwards from the hands they hadn't let go from the beginning of their handshake.

Looking at him, Momozawa felt that he was no different from him, but she felt different.Because although Gojo Satoru can act like a baby, he rarely expresses his feelings so straightforwardly.

She seldom heard him say that he liked it so seriously, and she was almost convinced by him in a short while.

But those previous pains were too intense, and he also came too late, her love for Xia Youjie should be far more than her love for those hazy old shadows at this moment.

All of this made Momozawa finally turned her head and refused him: "No."

She said so, unwilling to look at Gojo Satoru's dim eyes, and pursed her lips to make up her mind.

No matter what he said later, he would firmly refuse, but he heard him sigh and change the subject as if to let her go.

"Anyway, I'm very glad that I'm here today. Otherwise, if you die here alone, whether it's being hit by a car or killed by your own abilities, it would be too miserable. Jie and I will definitely die after we know about it. Regret to death."

Gojo Satoru also wanted to press on. After all, the time and place are favorable, and there are only the two of them around here. No one will disturb them until the fog clears, and Momozawa can't refuse him whatever he wants.

Even as long as he let her go and let her stay in the mist for a moment, after her supernatural ability takes shape and destroys it, in this mist, she will be a completely ordinary person, unable to escape or go back, what does he want to ask her? You must answer, no matter how close you are, if you don't answer, he will kiss her.In short, he had to make her admit that she still loved him.

But he didn't.

Although he doesn't always seem to worry about this and that like Jie, and treats Momozawa like a glass, but he also feels that taking advantage of others' danger like that is a bit too scumbag.

At this time, Tao Zexiang also answered his words, allowing him to escape from those wild thoughts.

"Without you, I will live strong until the fog clears."

Momozawa didn't think she would die like this.Because Mr. Dazai probably knew that this incident would happen today, but he didn't remind her to leave in advance, which meant that he was sure that she would be fine.

But such words cannot be said to the current Wujo Wu.So, she just shook her head and made such an answer that seemed too confident.

According to her expectation, the Six Eyes in front of her should say some nasty things again, and she will become smaller under her own ability, and she will not wait until the fog clears due to her panting physical strength because she can't run much , or should thank him for making her angry by speaking like this.

But he didn't...

He actually thought for a while, nodded seriously, looked at her with those eyes, echoed her words, and said in person: "Okay, I believe it."

But in response to his trusting words, the brown-haired girl had a surprised expression.

She frowned, her nose wrinkled, her eyes were full of disbelief, and she asked back as if the mist of doubt had washed his brain out: "Do you believe it?"

Momozawa didn't understand why he believed it. She was very sure that she could survive because she trusted Mr. Dazai enough, but who did Gojo Satoru trust?

"Yeah, I have no reason not to believe you, right?"

Gojo Satoru, known as the strongest six-eyed man in the history of magic, touched his chin with his empty hand: "If you like someone, shouldn't you think she can do everything?"

It's good to have doubts about things that haven't happened, but at this moment, seeing Momozawaka showing such an expression, Gojo Satoru felt that it would be better to trust her.

No reason was needed, it was just that he wanted to believe it.

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