After breaking up with 5T5, I took the summer oil line

The wind in the spring night was far stronger than expected. After walking for a while, Momozawa began to feel cold. The jacket was not zipped, and the neckline was open when it was buttoned to the top. The chest was completely blown, and the face was a little stiff, but fortunately, it was still hot inside.

As for the legs, since they have only worn one for many years, they have long been used to the temperature, so they don't feel anything.

But after she sneezed twice in a row, he had been paying attention to Gojo Satoru and finally couldn't help it anymore. He paused, and reached out to take off his coat to her.

But just as he had been hesitant and vaguely worried before, after noticing his movements, Momozawa raised her hand to stop him.

Because she was eager to stop him, the brown-haired girl finally didn't keep her distance this time.Before she could speak, her cold hand clasped his wrist like that.

The strength she used was really not that big. As long as he thought about it, it would not be difficult for him to take off his clothes by the wrists against her will.

But he can't do it.

Thinking of this, he looked down at the hand holding his wrist, which was white and thin, a circle smaller than his.

Because it was blown in the cold wind for a while, or maybe because the moonlight is so good today, the back of the hand was reflected whiter.

Probably because she was afraid that the well-made manicure would scratch him, although she was holding him, her fingertips were slightly upward, so that Gojo Satoru could clearly see her flushed fingertips.

Before he could take a closer look, the hand that was holding his wrist was released, and the cold wind blew, and the hot air that had finally gathered on it dissipated completely, leaving nothing but icy coldness behind.

Then, he heard the girl with a somewhat hoarse voice coughing twice, her head drooping slightly, Gojo Satoru couldn't see her full expression at this moment, he just stared at her trembling eyelashes and listened to her: "You don't wear much, so it will be cold, right? If you catch a cold because you took off your coat, I will be very sorry."

Momozawaxiang's tone was a bit jerky. After all, in her eyes, he was just a stranger who had only met around and had a bad first impression. How could he act warm?But even so alienated, those concerns are real.

Although these concerns are not important to Gojo Satoru, he won't get sick because of these trivial things, knowing that no matter who is standing here at this time, she will say that, but she also feels happy.

However, this kind of happiness is too short-lived, and it can only be swallowed up in a moment of happiness in his heart that can never be satisfied.

Because she knows that she is good to everyone, so she hopes to treat herself better.Because I have seen that she is very good to others, so now I hope that the special person can be reincarnated to him.

Gojo Satoru looked at the girl who was staring at her in front of him, finally he was willing to look away from her face for a moment, looked forward, estimated that there was still a distance to go, and after a little hesitation, he tentatively said: "Then we Come over quickly?"

Momozawa looked down at the plush slippers she had worn by the way, frowned, and asked uncertainly, "Run over?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head: "No, I'll take you there."

Hearing what he said, Momozawa thought that the person in front of her was a so-called magician.Since Xia Youjie can summon Sakura, he should have some different skills. Thinking about what he just said, he guessed excitedly: "You can fly?"

"It's possible..."

"That's good! Why didn't you say it sooner!"

After the girl jumped up and responded, it was almost a rare calculation, and she was given a clear trick of Wujo Wu. She didn't allow her to think about it, and leaned close to her, and hugged the brown-haired girl who hadn't reacted at all.

Tao Zexiang suddenly soared into the air, and subconsciously hooked her arms around his neck. She lay in his arms and looked up at his face from the bottom up. She felt a strange and unspeakable familiarity at this moment, as if no one had ever seen him before. He hugged her involuntarily like this, but before Momozawa, who was single and grown up, thought about it, Gojo Satoru floated into the air and teleported as if he was afraid that she would make a fuss.

Before she could say anything, the wind whistled past her ears, her long hair was blown up and hit her cheeks and Gojo Satoru's body, forcing her to close her eyes and squint, everything in front of her eyes became afterimages and The spot of light keeps going backwards, and it takes half a day to walk. At this moment, it only takes a blink of an eye. As soon as the cold air enters the nasal cavity, Gojo Satoru stops in front of a traffic light.

At the same time as he landed, a group of young people driving motorcycles flew past them. The roar of the motorcycles buzzed, accompanied by the belated boos to them.

Amid such benevolent or malicious noises, Momozawa Kaka, who was shocked by what happened just now, finally came back to her senses. After realizing that she was being hugged by a stranger, her face flushed red, and she immediately shouted for help. Jump out of his arms.

Of course Gojo Satoru was able to restrain her struggle, which to him could be called weak, but he also knew that such a move would probably be considered an offense in her heart.

Because this has happened almost once before, Gojo Gojo was afraid that she would be angry for this reason again this week, so he had to put her down in a hurry, and as soon as he landed, Momozawa jumped out like a frightened rabbit and left him far away , Let Gojo Satoru's originally full arms suddenly become empty.

He didn't want to put her down, but wanted to hug her for a while, or tell her not to look at him with such eyes, and wanted to get closer to her.

But in the end, he just closed his empty palms, lowered his eyelids slightly, and said nothing.

Naturally, Momozawa didn't notice his loneliness at all, she was lowering her head in embarrassment to straighten her untidy coat, and wanted to say something to ease the atmosphere, after all, she herself had just agreed...

Thinking of this, she rarely pouted, and sighed: "Now I finally understand why you didn't take me to fly at the beginning just now, Mr. Wutiao."

After all, if you want to be quick, you have to hug a strange girl like this, so it's no wonder he doesn't want to.

But Gojo Satoru would not tell her the real reason.

Two bowls of tonkotsu ramen were put on the dining table, and the hot steam from the soup surface was rising upwards. At this moment, Momozawa Xiang’s eyes were blurred for a moment, and the old tune of the dream was surging upwards at this moment. It coincided strangely with the person in front of him. The strong sense of sight made Momozawa really wonder if she really had a prophetic dream.

"Mr. Wutiao, have I met you somewhere? The more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes."

As she said this, she leaned a little closer with her chin in one hand, and her eyes passed through the steam from the hot food and landed on the face of the boy who was stunned by her words.

The pair of blue eyes that never moved away from her shrank, and a lot of emotions that Momozawa couldn't distinguish surged up, he pursed his lips, trying to say something, but Momozawa herself couldn't help but stare at him for a long time Deny yourself up.

"Ah, I just said it casually, please don't feel offended. After all, if I meet someone like Wujo-kun, I will definitely not forget it. So I guess I have seen it in my life and felt similar to you people."

As she said this, she probably felt that the illusion just now was the reverberation left by the dream before she woke up, so she shook her head helplessly, as if she wanted to use this to wake herself up.

But Gojo Satoru didn't want her to let go of the little bit or two of familiarity that she finally came up with, so he pursed his lips: "I often go to Yokohama to buy desserts."

Hearing what he said, Momozawa frowned, and felt that his words made sense: "Oh? This is indeed possible... because I also liked desserts before, but I haven't been there much in the past six months."

Gojo Satoru was stunned: "Why?"

"Suddenly I'm not that interested, and I don't know why." Tao Zexiang said this, shrugged, probably feeling that it was almost cold, so she picked up a handful of noodles with chopsticks, and rolled them up a little bit, "But yes I'm not interested in one thing, and I think some delicious desserts are nothing more than that, so I don't need a reason."

After all, it was just a casual chat during a meal, and it was not worth taking seriously.So while talking, she only stared at the surface of the chopsticks, not Gojo Satoru, and put it into her mouth after making sure the roll was done.

The moment she tasted the noodles, she really felt that the level of this store was really good, and she wanted to say something to praise, but she felt that she could no longer follow her dream like that, so she deliberately changed the topic.

"By the way, Gojo-kun, where did you get the dragonfly yukata you were wearing before? I think it looks good. Before going to bed, I checked the yukata provided by the store. Did you buy it online?"

Gojo Gojo, who was still thinking about the fact that Momozawaka no longer likes desserts, paused for a moment, and then reconsidered her words after returning his attention. He smiled and said, "I brought those from home, you If you want, I'll give you one the day after tomorrow."

As if he knew what Tao Zexiang would say, he deliberately added another sentence before she opened her mouth: "Don't refuse, just treat it as an apology from me."

"I stained your clothes, but you apologize to me?"

"Didn't I scare you at first?"

"Pfft..." Listening to his reasonable and irrational words, Momozawa laughed inexplicably, as if she thought it was strange to laugh like this, she waved her hand and covered the lower half of her face with one hand, her voice muffled He explained dully, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I always feel that Wutiao-kun's words are so offensive."

"Sense of violation?"

"I feel like I shouldn't have said something like this, like apologizing or something. It's better for Mr. Xia You to say this kind of thing? Mr. Wutiao, it's more appropriate to say it. Is it my fault that you are afraid of me for no reason? Just keep things like this for you. words?"

The words just flew out of her mouth like this, but Momozawa herself didn't understand why she was so confident, and the sense of disobedience was better and more appropriate. Such words shouldn't be said by someone who only met the other party, but Inexplicably, Momozawa felt that Gojo Satoru should have existed in unreality, without any basis, and that she had imagined it from the first impression.

But this sounds too absurd. Momozawa also understood that there is always a gap between reality and ideas when they first got along. It is no wonder that Gojo Satoru frowned, and asked in confusion and thought: "In your heart, I Is that so? I'm not the kind of person who won't apologize for doing something wrong, am I?"

"It's just, I feel..." She paused, looked up at his expression, and then added inconsistently, "But I know Wutiao-kun is not like this, after all, it's just an insignificant matter. If you have to say something that scares me, my prejudice also accounts for a large part? It is obvious that both of them are wrong, and they want to make an apology, so I feel something is wrong."

"Is that so..."

"I mentioned it casually, please don't take it to heart! This is also very good. Gojo-kun, who looks so clean on the outside, is actually a good person who pays attention to small things, and he sounds very popular."

"If you describe me like this, others will probably laugh their teeth out when they hear it."

Momozawa was taken aback for a moment, and then she also laughed. She didn't know why, but it was obviously a funny word, but she felt inexplicably melancholy, her chest was filled with many kinds of sourness, her eyelids drooped, and at this moment, the words appeared in her eyes. Her unknown emotions were completely hidden by her, and she echoed with a laugh: "Ah, I think so too."

At this moment, Momozawa felt like she was dreaming again, as if it was her body that was speaking, and it seemed that it was only her soul.