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When Zenyuan Qianliu woke up from the sudden faint, and rubbed the back of his sore neck to judge the surrounding situation, he found an overly familiar white-haired man sitting in front of him.

Wearing a pure white uniform, he was unpacking a pack of marshmallows with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Nagi-chan." Bai Lan said, "I got something interesting, so I invited you over to play."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan relaxed his vigilance a little and got up slowly.

It was still the living room environment, the blackout curtains were drawn tightly, and Bai Lan was sitting on the narrow armchair instead.

He handed over the opened cotton candy bag: "Do you want to eat it? It's the strawberry flavor of ice cream that I like recently."

Zenyuan Qianliu, who is not sensitive to sweets, shook his head decisively.However, he saw a ring suddenly appeared on his middle finger.The silver wing ring setting is inlaid with a bright yellow gem the size of a pigeon egg.

Despite the wealth, Bai Lan never loved any decorations. Qianliu of the Zen Academy was wondering, and immediately thought of another possibility.

Could it be... Mare's ring?

Catching her puzzled eyes, Bai Lan stretched out her five fingers, and showed the gem very generously: "Well, it's Mare's ring."

"How did you get it? Does Mr. Gang know?"

"Well, it's a secret." Bai Lan dragged his tone and said, "But don't worry Nagi-chan, I'm not interested in doing bad things, I'm just curious about what kind of thing it is."

"You know that I have the ability to communicate with myself in the parallel world, right? One of them was so bored that he wanted to destroy the world, but he was sanctioned by the Vengley guardians in his youth..."

Then that Bailan Jesso was taken into the Avengers Prison, and even Bailan in every parallel world was labeled as a terrorist and became the target of key surveillance.

Bailan Jie Suo, who is a friend of Qianliu in the Zen Academy, feels that he has been wronged. He claims that he is a rare pacifist Bailan, who just wants to face the sea and bloom in spring, and be an ordinary evil rich man.

——"What's the point of destroying the world? I want to be an oligarch monopolizing the global cotton candy industry."

At least in the past 20 years, he has practiced his own declaration.

Except for being overly curious about Mare's ring and always motivating Qianliu from the Buddhist monastery to help him steal the ring, the rest of the time is just hopping around the edge of the law and making some black-hearted money...

"It doesn't matter if you get it."

Under her scrutinizing gaze, Bai Lan turned the back of her hand with a very casual expression: "Even I sometimes can't understand myself."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan asked, "What are you planning to do by tying me up here?"

"Nothing to do, just invite you to be a guest."

"really?"

"Hmm..." Bai Lan pressed her chin against the back of the chair, her violet eyes were like precious gems, "I won't hurt Nagi-chan, don't worry, I'll send you back in a few days. To be on the safe side, you have to talk to that Gojo-kun will be apart for a while."

"why?"

He touched his lips with his index finger and bent his eyes: "I can't tell you this. So don't ask."

……

Kyoto...

Qianliu from the Buddhist monastery disappeared, and Kamo's family naturally became the first target.

Fu Heisher copied the long knife and physically surpassed the guards of Kamo's ancestral house. The blood-drinking blade rested on Elder Kamo's neck. Amid the trembling and terrified expression of the other party, he lazily said, "Where is my sister? Where are you tied?" went?"

"I have no idea……"

"Tsk..."

The cold light flashed, if Elder Kamo hadn't fought desperately with the spell, what fell to the ground would be his head.

He jumped up, slid down to the ground, distanced himself from Fu Heisher, and said vigilantly: "The old man didn't do anything."

However, the distance of only a few meters is still the hunting range that Fuheshier can easily kill.

He was not in a hurry, and sneered, "Can your life be tougher than your mouth?"

Elder Kamo repeated: "I didn't kidnap her! I didn't intend to use this method at all!"

It seems that I really don't know.

Fu Heisher acted as if he hadn't heard of it, pretending not to see his small movements about to run away, and was thinking about whether to take the old man's life.

If Elder Kamo was killed just like this, he would probably be lectured by Qianliu from the Zen Academy for a long time.

Although they are brothers and sisters who are related by relatives, their behavior styles are completely different. She always blames him for being domineering and disrupting the original precise plan;

However, the reason why Qianliu of the Chanyuan prefers wits is also restricted by his own personal strength.

"Vohesher."

A call came from mid-air.

Gojo Satoru was hanging in the air, his snow-white hair fluttering in the wind, his handsome face was solemn and quiet.

The blue pupils slowly flowed through the galaxy, and information flows invisible to the naked eye surged from all directions on the ground plane, circling around him like a satellite, and then scattered at the speed of light.

The collection ability of the Six Eyes was used to the extreme. Under the blue sky of Tokyo, all the streets and alleys, all the darkness and light, all the whispers - there is nowhere to hide.

"There's a clue," he said.

……

"What time is it?" Qianliu from the Chanyuan asked, "When did you kidnap me here?"

Bai Lan replied, "It didn't take long, one or two hours."

Her voice was calm: "It's almost time, I should go back. You are so self-willed, I still have a lot to do, and I have to work overtime again tonight."

"Hey? You can't let Nagi-chan leave now, don't think about it."

Bai Lan's tone was tinged with embarrassment: "When the time is right, I will let you go. You don't know how difficult it is to snatch you away from those two people's surveillance, but who told me to be Where's Bai Lan?"

Qianliu from the Chanyuan obviously didn't want to flatter him, just said: "He will come to me."

"You really have confidence in Gojo-kun."

"Um……"

"Even if you're about to divorce, do you still trust him like this?"

"It's not a contradiction, is it? I've known him for more than 20 years."

Seemingly remembering something interesting, Zenyuan Qianliu pursed his lips and smiled: "He must be looking for me all over Tokyo now."

"You trust him so much...do you still love him?"

"It's hard to say no."

"What if he doesn't agree to a divorce?"

"He has already agreed."

"Are you sorry?"

Qianliu from the Chanyuan thought for a while and asked, "You like cotton candy so much, you bought one of your favorite flavors, but it turned out to be moldy when you took it out, what should I do?"

So Bai Lan nodded with a smile: "I will change a bag."

"Most people do think so, but the moldy bag is the most special and unique, so there is no second bag. If you don't have it, you don't have it, because people won't die if they don't eat marshmallows."

Bai Lan's eyes widened, and she wailed in disbelief: "But I will die without marshmallow—"

Qianliu from the Zen Academy: "..."

A loud bang came from above the ceiling, and dust-clad fragments fell down, causing the entire living room to shake violently due to the impact.

Bai Lan was very calm: "Mr. Wutiao is really here."

Neither of them moved. A black and purple dazzling pillar of light descended from the sky, roaring and smashing the ceiling with unstoppable force. The violent explosion raised clouds of dust, but precisely avoided the seat where Qianliu was sitting in the Zen Academy, leaving only Her leaden dress was stained with white ash.

The instantaneous huge ball of light rushed towards Bai Lan's face——

He put his hands together: "Clap your hands in vain."

A huge transparent shock wave was released in the air, and the invisible force firmly stopped Cang, and it turned into a scurrying stream of light a few seconds later.

Qianliu of the Zen Academy seemed to have precise sensing, and looked up at Wujo Wu hanging in the air: "You are here."

The grim-looking white-haired boy relaxed a little: "Yeah."

He fell to the ground, stood next to Qianliu in the Buddhist temple, and asked expressionlessly, "What's the matter with him?"

"Wu Tiao-kun is really disgusting." Bai Lan accused, "I just invited Qian Liu to come to my place as a guest, but you wanted to beat me. You almost died just now."

Gojo Satoru glanced at him, his blue pupils were as cold as glaciers.

Bai Lan continued to perform exaggeratedly: "It's so scary."

"Don't worry about him, let's go back." Chanyuan Qianliu stood up, hanging his dusty coat on his arms, "I've been away for so long, has anything happened?"

She stepped on the gravel and walked out for about ten steps, but Gojo Satoru behind her didn't follow up. Turning around, she found that he was still standing where he was, with his fists clenched tightly.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan wondered, "What's wrong?"

Gojo Satoru asked back, "Don't you have anything to explain to me?"

Bai Lan whistled gloatingly, wanting to make some remarks, but took another slap, shut her mouth obediently, and watched the show with her head propped up.

"I didn't know that I would be kidnapped here suddenly by Bai Lan. I made you worry. I'm sorry."

The attitude of Qianliu from the Chanyuan was very gentle and caring, and his tone was coaxing: "Thank you, Mr. Wu, for finding me. Let's go back quickly... There is still a lot of work to do."

But her persuasion was not as effective as before, and even had a counterproductive effect. Gojo Satoru looked at her and asked in a heavy tone: "Do you just want to tell me this?"

His expression was equally stern, suppressing the rising anger in the depths of his ice-blue pupils, he called her by her full name: "Chanyuan Qianliu, do you want to just dismiss me like this?"

In the past few hours, the six eyes have been used to the extreme, the brain is overloaded with calculations, and all available resources are used to find the whereabouts of Qianliu from the Zen Academy.

With each passing minute, the panic deepened.He couldn't imagine what would happen to such a weak and gentle woman.

The rose still has thorns, she is so beautiful, but she has no ability to resist, and can only be slaughtered... Every possibility is enough to drive people crazy.

While efficiently following the clues, he kept reflecting on himself, why didn't he discover the clues in advance?

Why can't the six eyes see the remnants of the magic power on the broken glass?Why not stay closer to Qianliu, a Buddhist monastery?

Anxiety and panic had completely overwhelmed his mind, making him no longer able to care about the shackles of Tsundere that deeply concealed his care.

He admitted that he already cared about Chanyuan Qianliu very much, and even thought that as long as she was safe and sound, he would never quarrel with her in the future, and even asked him to apologize.

But I didn't expect... Not only was Qianliu from the Zen Academy all right, he was laughing at Yan Yan with Bai Lan Jesso, and he calmly didn't explain anything to him, making his panic these few hours look like a clown show, extremely ridiculous.

"Why don't you talk?" Gojo Satoru obviously misinterpreted her silence into other meanings, "Are you teaming up with him to play tricks on me? Is it fun?"

There was a distance of several meters between the two, but the gravel on the flat floor, broken concrete and steel bars rose up like mountains when the plates collided, separating the two hearts.

Zenyuan Qianliu guessed some thoughts from Wujo Wu's frown, but he was bored in his heart, as if he was facing a very annoying dinner that he had to miss.

Fortunately, she has a lot of experience whether it is socializing or coaxing Gojo Satoru.

"I didn't mean to dismiss you, let alone team up to lie to you. Wu Jun, why do you think so?"

Zenyuan Qianliu pushed back her black hair on one side, revealing her fair and slender neck, with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

Even if she didn't look up, she knew that Gojo Satoru looked away awkwardly.

"Bai Lan just wanted to talk to me about things. He likes to play tricks. Wu and I are used to it. I'm not in a hurry because I know that Wu Jun will definitely come to me... I'm sorry for making you worry."

Of course it's half-truth, half-truth, Gojo Satoru sees Bailan? Jesso will definitely do something, no one can kill anyone, the relationship is more subtle than him and Fu Heisher.Gojo Satoru said: "Compared with Mr. Bai Lan, he even looks like a human being."

But the 18-year-old Gojo Satoru probably doesn't know how bad their relationship is.So it should be fine to blur it out.Zenyuan Qianliu thought so.

But she didn't know that Xia Youjie had revealed part of it.

So Gojo Satoru himself frowned slightly when he heard this sentence, feeling a sense of disobedience.

However, Zenyuan Qianliu's eyebrows and eyes are so sincere, his attitude is submissive, and his reddish lips speak words that cannot be refused: "It's good to have you, Wu Jun."

In a daze, the opportunity to seize the language loophole slipped through his fingers.

She walked back stepping on the gravel of the ruins, took Wujo Wu's hand lightly, pressed her soft and cool palm against his finger bones, and smiled, "I miss you so much, take me home, please?"

Faced with such an offensive, Gojo Satoru was defeated like a mountain, and his pupils trembled.

Of course he couldn't see through the coldness and boredom behind her gentle smile. The anger just now had been resolved by Qianliu's words from the Buddhist monastery, but he was somewhat dissatisfied and reluctant to raise his hand to surrender.

"Um……"

"No..." Bai Lan interrupted, "I won't agree with Nagi-chan going back with Gojo-kun, as I said, you have to separate from him for a while—"

Gojo Satoru sneered: "Can you stop me?"

"It might be a bit difficult for me alone." Bai Lan said calmly, "But I also have helpers."

Before the words were finished, a few figures appeared in the sky where the big hole was broken.They all wore white uniforms similar to the standard, and they stopped in the air while stepping on flames.

"Master Bai Lan." The leading man with light green hair said, "Everyone is here except Lily of the Valley."

"Who said I wasn't here?"

A girl's voice came from not far away: "I'm just very angry. Bai Lan actually called me out to fight because of a woman, but she came here obediently."

The unrelenting killing intent made the sky darken a bit.

"Wujo-kun, if you leave now, I won't do anything." At this time, he still has the interest to eat cotton candy, "Don't worry, Qianliu will have a good life with me, and he will go home after a while yo?"

Wujou didn't even blink his eyes, and said disdainfully, "A few miscellaneous fish."

Bai Lan sighed: "The negotiation failed, what a pity...then let's do it."

In almost an instant, Gojo Satoru had already started fighting with Kikyo and the others, and the speed of the fight was too fast to be caught by the naked eye.

Qianliu of the Buddhist monastery had heard about the future battle. The guardian of Bailan Jiesuo was named Zhenliu Diaohua, which caused the young Pengelie family to fall into a bitter battle.

If it is in front of the 28-year-old strongest human being, it probably won't last long, but now Wujo Wucai...

"It's okay, five kings will be spared." Bai Lan seemed to see through her worries, "After all, you like him very much, I don't want Nagi-chan to be sad."

The attitude of Qianliu from the Chanyuan was also very calm: "He won't lose."

"You have great confidence in him."

"Hmm..." she said, "Also, the Pengo Li family is already on their way, and so is the Avengers Prison."

Bai Lan was stunned for a moment, then said clearly: "You informed me."

"right……"

"In what way?"

She imitated his way just now, and put her index finger on her lips: "This is my secret, unless you exchange it with me with another secret."

"What..." Bai Lan dissatisfied, "That can't be regarded as an equivalent exchange. My secret is very important. Besides, I don't plan to use Mare's ring to do bad things. I think it's fun so I don't need to catch me. ..."

The orange-red light waves dyed a large area of ​​the sky red. The XBURNER belonging to Tsunayoshi Sawada came from thousands of miles away with a solemn and majestic flame, and strongly inserted into this fierce battle of 1VN.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan smiled and said, "You have to explain this to Mr. Gang yourself."

"That's right, it's so annoying, after all, the other me is a terrorist, and I'm going to be linked..."

Bai Lan leaned against the back of the chair dejectedly, raised her violet eyes, her tone was still incoherent, "Nagi-chan, I have a question for you."

"how?"

"If you had to choose one of the five kings and survive, which one would you choose? Is he more important than your life?"

Qianliu from the Chanyuan didn't expect him to ask such a pretentious question, and didn't react for a while: "...?"

She looked at him sadly: "Are you Bai Lan?"

"What, of course it is, it's an exaggerated question."

"Then listen to what you're saying? How can a man be more important than my life? I'm not a love brain." Chanyuan Qianliu categorically retorted, "Do I need to ask this?"

Bai Lan rolled her eyes: "But I think you will choose Wutiao-kun."

"Why do you think so?"

"Probably because of your intuition, you actually want Wujo-kun to live more than yourself. Is that right?"

Qianliu of the Zen Academy thought about it for a while: "If it's really a life-and-death situation that must be chosen...I will choose him."

So Bai Lan stopped talking, and looked up at the sky a little discouraged, as if accepting her fate.

After Sawada Tsunayoshi joined the battlefield, his guardians didn't last long at all, showing an irreversible trend of decline-this is still the situation in Gojo Satoru's unexpanded domain.

"Nagi-chan, you have to explain it to me." Bai Lan said confidently, "I didn't do anything bad."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan smiled: "In this case, you should prove your innocence to Mr. Gang, and he will believe you."

"Hey - you are too wicked..."

……

Bailan? Jesso simply used all his skills to deduce what it means to be a joyful person.

The loyal subordinate watched him being handcuffed and shackled by the Avengers Prison, and he could still laugh easily: "It's the first time I'm in prison, I'm a little excited, how long can I be locked up?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi watched him go, then turned to Zenyuan Qianliu and said, "I thought it would be a hard fight, but I didn't expect him to cooperate so much."

Even though he had just told Bai Lan to prove his innocence, Qianliu from the Zen Academy still helped to explain: "Let him be released earlier, he is just too idle and always wants to cause trouble."

"Sorry, we really have some shadows about Bailan Jesso..."

"No need to apologize, Mr. Gang. You should investigate him first."

Gojo Satoru angrily interrupted the conversation between the two of them: "Qianliu from the Chanyuan! You still speak for him, didn't you see that he found a group of people to beat me up?"

Qianliu from the Chanyuan replied very calmly: "Because I believe that Wu Jun can solve it. It is very easy for you, so don't worry about it."

It has to be said that Gojo Satoru was very easy to deal with, and most of the dissatisfaction on his face was removed: "Of course."

"But..." He frowned and said, "Why are you so protective of Bai Lan? Jesso?"

"Have it?"

"Have……"

It was indeed not his illusion.Moderation and peace are the ways of Qianliu in the Zen Academy. In the face of disputes, she usually only thinks about how to mediate efficiently, and then go to the parties to make up for the imbalance in her mentality.

If you stand on Gojo Satoru's side and incite him to confront Bai Lan, there will be endless troubles and the situation will become uncontrollable.

For her, Gojo Satoru's emotions were secondary - although she used to put his feelings first, but not anymore.

"If you think so, I will be very sad." Qianliu of the Chanyuan changed the subject, "The weather is really nice today, before the sun goes down, let me take you somewhere?"

"What a clumsy technique of changing the subject, are you biased?"

"Please, Go-kun."

Zenyuan Qianliu clasped her hands together, showed him a smile that was brighter than the morning light, and blinked a wink - she knew that the other party liked this trick the most.

"Okay? I want to go on a date with you."

Wutiaowu: "..."

"Oh……"

Kokichi Sawada:"……"

Does anyone else notice that he's here too?

……

Qianliu of the Chanyuan mentioned a landmark, and the two of them appeared there in an instant.

The weeds on the side of the road were withered and yellow, and she was holding Gojo Satoru's hand along the one-way street - although the latter was reluctant on the face, he held it tightly, which made her cool palm feel a little warm.

Finally, I stopped at the edge of a very ordinary river and walked down the slope. It was the dry season, the river was flowing slowly, and the embankment looked extraordinarily wide.

Wujo Wu looked around and commented: "What's so special here? It's not very pretty either."

The setting sun coated Qianliu's side face with light golden edges, and her black hair was a warm brown.

"It's very special..." She looked at the surface of the river, "Ten years ago, I was a part-time art teacher at Bingsheng Middle School, and you were studying at the Magic College. The midpoint between the maps of the two places is Here. So we always agree to meet here."

"Uh..." Gojo Satoru didn't know how to comment, "Why don't you go to a high school?"

"I'm too weak, and training affects my money."

"It's not promising."

Qianliu from the Zen Academy smiled: "Well, but my husband is the strongest."

"Who, who is your husband!"

"I didn't talk about you. I was talking about my enlightenment."

"Oh……"

The winter sky darkens quickly, and before dinner time, the setting sun high in the sky has turned into an orange egg yolk, pouring a rich and mottled dim yellow color on the sky and clouds.

Chanyuan Qianliu hugged her knees, picked up a thin piece of stone, and threw it on the water.The stone bounced three or four times before it sank into the river.

"You also taught me how to float in the water. You can do it right away. I am stupid. I have learned for a long time. You tried to explain the principle to me. When the stone flakes pass over the water, the water under it is driven The rapid flow in a short period of time reduces the pressure... and then it does not help my technical improvement. Speaking of it... Satoru is really an idiot."

Gojo Satoru didn't understand why he was suddenly attacked: "If you can't learn it, it means you're stupid, why scold me?"

"Do I really want to learn how to float? I just want an excuse to stay with you." Qianliu from the Chanyuan smiled, "I can't learn, but you still get angry and scold me, do you think you are stupid? "

Wutiao Wu's ears were hot, and he followed her example and looked at the water: "Oh... that's him. It's none of my business."

After a while, he asked, "Who confessed first?"

"You……"

Gojo Satoru subconsciously wanted to refute that it was not him, but stopped, and continued to ask: "When did you get together?"

"If you are in love, you are 16 years old, and you are 21 years old when you get married."

There are many things he wants to know, but he is too awkward, and feels that he cares too much about the other party if he asks too much.Although I have admitted this in my heart, I still don't want to show my timidity.

So he reversed the subject and asked, "What do I like about you?"

This is a question that is so strange that it is somewhat funny, but Qianliu from the Chanyuan is not surprised.The breeze blew the entire grassland into withered yellow waves, and her long hair also swayed gracefully.

She and Gojo Satoru looked at each other, the emerald green eyes reflected the radiant broken gold reflection, and her voice was as soft as a dream: "Why don't you ask yourself?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly realized that she seemed to have seen through her mind completely——

The fact is that it is easier for Qianliu from the Chanyuan to identify his emotions than to eat a meal.

But she never showed a little bit, making him think that he was playing games with her, but in fact he was just circling hopelessly in a trap.

As soon as he had this thought, it was melted into Qianliu's movements in the Chanyuan.

She helped him straighten his wind-blown hair, with the fragrance of mountain spring water and sandalwood on her wrist, as cold and gentle as herself.

"There are many things I like about you." Qianliu of the Chanyuan looked nostalgic and forbearing, "But the most important thing is that the time we spend with each other makes you special, just like this river bank."

If you really want to study the matter of love in detail, you can't simply summarize the main points of one, two, three, four, and five like a report.

Because it is not clear, and it is hard to tell what is good, and when it comes to giving up, it is inevitable that the liver will tremble.

"I don't like you." Gojo Satoru was habitually stiff-mouthed again, turning over old accounts, "You have a cold war with me, and you speak for other men, I don't believe you."

The sun in the field of vision is half-sinking to the horizon, and its reflection floats on the shimmering water.

Zenyuan Qianliu looked at him helplessly, and said very gently: "No, I prefer you the most."

"Then unless you promise me one thing."

It turned out to be waiting here.Qianliu from the Chanyuan was noncommittal: "Tell me."

"Don't quit the Conjuration Committee." He glanced at her nervously.

Not many people knew about this news, and she only told a few friends. She guessed that Xia Youjie might have slipped up by accident, so she asked calmly, "Why do you think so?"

Gojo Satoru was not fooled by her words, and stated his own evidence: "The other day when you talked about the Senate seat, I felt something was wrong, so I compared the previous work reports - you are marginalizing your own power."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan was surprised: "So you are really working at work?"

"Of course! Do you think I paddle every day?"

"Sorry sorry..." she said without apology.

"Don't interrupt..." Wujo Gou stared straight at her, "You are going to leave, why? Is it because of my conflict with you? Did I do something wrong?"

The fooling last time really failed to fool him.

After all, he is also Gojo Satoru.

Under his scrutinizing eyes, Qianliu from the Chanyuan nodded and admitted: "Well, I'm going to start retiring."

"Why?" He tried to keep his tone steady, but he couldn't hide his anxiety, "Isn't it your hard work? We have worked hard for so many years to change the ideals of the magic world, and you just walked away and handed over the fruits of your efforts make people-"

"No..." Qianliu from the Chanyuan said, "It is not my ideal to change the magic world."

Gojo Satoru choked, and asked, "What?"

"That's your ideal, not mine." Chanyuan Qianliu looked at him gently, "I've never had such a lofty belief. I've always wanted to stay away from these rotten magicians since I was a child. Live a rich and worry-free life. My biggest dream is to have a lot of money.”

But she met Gojo Satoru.

The approach at the beginning was based on ulterior motives, Qianliu of the Chanyuan wanted to take advantage of this son of god's encouragement to weaken the family's restraint.He knew it all too well, but reached out to help her.

In the second year of becoming friends, they made a simple agreement: when the time is right, Gojo Satoru will help her and her brother leave the Zenyuan home and cover up their whereabouts;

Correspondingly, Qianliu from the Chanyuan will also do him an important favor in the future.

So at the age of 17, when Gojo Satoru made a suggestion, Qianliu of the Chanyuan said yes decisively.

In order to raise the necessary funds, Chanyuan Qianliu changed his conservative investment style and joined hands with Bailan Jesso to focus on America's subprime mortgage market.

Starting from this decision, huge VAM agreements, high-risk investments, and shorting the stock market...

She walked with difficulty, and she would fall off the cliff if she was not careful.Fortunately, fate favored her, and she always won the bet.

With the current strength, the road has been paved with heavy money, and the reform has been carried out smoothly.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan said: "But I am actually not interested in changing the magic world at all."

She nodded because Gojo Satoru was sad that day.

He suddenly said to Qianliu that we should go to see the meteor shower, so they went in the dark.Very cold weather, hazy night is not clear.

The moon in the wilderness shone into the blue eyes, the Big Dipper was wrapped in the embraced arms, and the hot drink I bought was slowly cooling down in the paper cup.

His snow-white eyelashes were drooping, his eyes were reddish, and he was obviously trying to hide his frustration, with his arms around her shoulders.He buried her on her shoulder, and he said Qianliu, let's change the magic world together.

His pain was the torrential rain that drenched the thousands of streams in the monastery. The river was full of water, and the rain accumulated in his chest was about to drown his heart.

The incomparable and high-spirited Wujo Wu, he is the son of God, the star in the sky, born to overlook all living beings, and the dreamlike green light on the other side of the river, entrusting her fantasy of a tired life-Qianliu of the Zen Academy can't see his pain, and never wants to see him. He couldn't ask for it.

He is the dream of thousands of streams in the Zen Academy.

"I don't want you to be sad... so I can't help it. It's very difficult, but we did it." She said calmly, "But, I'm... a little tired now. You know, overload Work is always torturous..."

Qianliu of the Chanyuan carefully chose the appropriate wording: "The Conjuration Committee is on the right track, even if it doesn't...even if I delegate power, it can still run very well, and I don't need me that much."

"Wu Jun, I want to rest." She said.

The afterglow of the setting sun and the broken gold collided and merged under her emerald eyes, shattered into dreamy streams.

She was still breathtakingly beautiful, but she couldn't hide her exhaustion, like an epiphyllum that was about to wither and decay at any time.

When I was young, I thought of my lover's heartbeat stalling, as if trying to break away from gravity and fly;

Impassive now, the dead twilight hung over her.

He is still stepping on the dream of Qianliu in the Buddhist monastery, he is the moon, and her devotion and sincerity are spread on the ground.

But that's the end of it, people don't die without love;

It is really impossible to live if you continue to sink in painful memories.

Gojo Satoru knew nothing about her struggle and pain, only because of her unconcealable tiredness and soreness in her heart.

He regretted his proposal just now, it seemed a little too selfish, he just thought about how to keep her, but ignored her feelings.Gojo Satoru was rarely honest with himself once, he thought: "I have to care about her a little more."

"Then you rest." He said, "Leave the rest to me, I am the strongest."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan smiled: "Then, thank you Wu Jun."

The protracted Cold War - albeit only about a week and one-sided - ended when they shared the sunset.

This day is a dispensable and ordinary day for Qianliu of the Zen Academy, but it is of great significance to Gojo Satoru, which symbolizes that he has begun to bow his head to the violent and turbulent love.

He stared at Qianliu in the Zen courtyard openly, sat on the side for breakfast, held sticky hands when going out, and occasionally smiled with unknown meaning when sitting and thinking about things.

Xia Youjie: "He's in love, he's fallen."

Jia Ruozi: "Obviously."

Xia Youjie took out several [-] yuan banknotes and handed them to Nitzi: "I thought he could last a little longer."

"It's the same as Wu Wu back then." Jia Ruozi also accepted the bet unceremoniously, "But does he know that he is going to get a divorce?"

"I don't know, Qianliu won't let me tell you."

Jia Ruozi then smiled: "Then let's help keep it a secret and let him think about it."

But Qianliu in the Chanyuan is not going well. Perhaps her elder brother, who is the god and the curse, has taken away part of her physical strength. Her physique is not good. will catch a cold.

While chatting with Gojo Satoru on the river bank, the wind blows, and I feel a headache when I go back at night.

Despite drinking the preventive granules in advance, the cold still came as promised, coupled with high-intensity work...

"You have a fever." Gojo Satoru explained the fact.

"Is that so?" Chanyuan Qianliu put down the fork, and tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of his hand, "No wonder I felt something was wrong when I first woke up, and I'll take some medicine later."

"Are you still going to work?" Gojo Satoru asked in amazement, "It's almost [-] degrees, don't you feel anything?"

"I can't go away."

"Is there anything you can't leave?"

"In addition to daily work and business..."

"When are you still thinking about business?" He said, "Don't go, I will arrange other jobs for you."

Even though Chanyuan Qianliu still wanted to persevere, he obviously couldn't get rid of him. Even if he found a helper, he would probably stand by Wujo Wu's side.

So she gave in without much struggle, stopped Gojo Satoru from calling the doctor, obediently took the antipyretics, and lay back under the covers.

"Why don't you see a doctor?" Gojo Satoru asked.

According to what he knew about Qianliu from the Zen Academy, she was an efficiency supremacist, taking an injection would bring down her fever much faster than taking medicine, so she should choose the former.

She said, "No."

He helped Zenyuan Qianliu tuck up the corner of the quilt, and stroked her seaweed-like long hair scattered on the pillow: "Why?"

"Anyway, don't."

"Tell me, I want to know."

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed, Wu Jun, let's go."

"If you don't tell me, I'll be right here watching you."

So Qianliu from the Chanyuan poked his head out, looked at him for a moment, and saw that he really wanted to know the end, so he could only admit the truth in a low voice: "Glass' reversal technique can't cure cold and fever, and her injection hurts."

Gojo Satoru: "...?"

"Hahaha--"

Facing his loud ridicule, Zenyuan Qianliu resignedly covered his face with the quilt, and closed his eyes in shame.