I rely on the bloody script to force BE

"Do you still want to leave me?"

Gojo Satoru's blue eyes, which were as calm as water, were full of hurt and imperceptible coldness.

He seemed to be convincing himself: "Well...if Qianliu persists like this, it's just an unimportant form."

"After the divorce, I will proceed to quit the Conjuration Committee."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes suddenly, in disbelief.

Qianliu of the Chanyuan subconsciously felt that something was wrong.He clearly claimed before that he had the memory of the boy Gojo Satoru, so how could he know nothing about it?

But it is not important.

She quickly put her doubts behind her, and stated her work plan after leaving, as well as her future expectations. It was smooth and thoughtful. It was obvious that she had planned for a long time, so she didn't get stuck when she blurted out.

"And about the offense and defense for the next six months..."

Gojo Satoru's calm expression hides sharpness, and carefully examines her from beginning to end with the help of the indoor lights and the neon lights outside the window.

"I'm gone, and Sakamoto won't stay, so the finances..."

The surrounding air gradually thinned out, making it suffocatingly cold.He is like a dormant snow leopard, with cold eyes, ready to tear people into pieces at any time.

But in front of him was a delicate rose, so he had to restrain his violent thoughts.

Qianliu of the Chanyuan also noticed the change in the atmosphere, and felt a chill behind her back, but her tone did not tremble at all, and she continued to talk about what had been decided long ago.

"As for Xiaohui..."

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and slowly turned the ring on his ring finger. The poor platinum ring was almost crushed to the point of deformation under his fingertips.

After a few minutes, Chanyuan Qianliu finished speaking, and the last syllable became the only sound in the silent office, and the air seemed to stop flowing as it ended.

He never looked at her, and concentrated on turning the broken diamond ring on his fingertips. His slender fingers touched it like a lover, but it made people shudder.

"I will give in, divorce... I agree..."

After a long time, Gojo Satoru finally said in a flat tone, "But, can you not leave the Conjuration Committee? It is also your painstaking effort... Qianliu, if you feel tired, then delegate power, and I will take over the duties..."

"My next plan is to leave Tokyo."

Gojo Satoru's fingers suddenly became ruthless, and he pinched the ring so hard that the metal was almost ground to slag by his fingers.

However, when he moved his palm away, the intact platinum ring proved that the cold behavior just now seemed to be an illusion.

"Can you please don't go." His tone was low and mournful, "Qianliu, I can't live without you."

"Are you kidding? We haven't seen each other very much in the past two years?"

"That's..." He hesitated to speak, feeling apologetic, "I'm sorry. That's because..."

"Don't think about lying and explaining, I won't listen."

Qianliu of the Chanyuan didn't change his face, didn't care about his concealment, seemed to have lost the patience to negotiate, and solemnly informed: "Wujo Wu, I want to divorce you, since you are stubborn, then wait for the court. subpoena, I don't want to see you again."

She picked up the coat draped over the back of the chair, draped it over her arms, and walked straight towards the door. Just as she was about to close the door, she turned her head and glanced at Gojo Gojo, who was still leaning on the desk, motionless.

In the half-blind light and shadow, he hunched over, seemingly pitiful;

Those breathtaking blue pupils were even more vivid, staring at her without blinking, clear and turbulent.

"Wife..." he called softly.

The response of Qianliu from the Chanyuan was to slam the door hard.

……

[Depression value: 62]

Kageyama Chiryu cursed viciously: "Shift! Garbage man!"

Well, Wutiao Wu, what kind of big grievance in the world, the value that was finally lowered, and it went up after chatting with him for a while, don’t you need time to do tasks?

She lost her patience, exited the game, and clicked on the save interface.

Let's read the file to the afternoon before meeting Gojo Satoru, to see why he suddenly returned, and find a way to kick him back, and wait for the depression value to stabilize at a healthy level before bringing him back...

"What, what?"

Seeing the completely different save interface from before, Kageyama Chiryu was stunned.

The game has a timed save function, generally based on 6 hours of in-game time, and 4 files are automatically generated every day, exactly four in a row, and the corresponding time is written in the upper right corner, neatly.

However, the time of today's archive interface is wrong, and the gray-blue shocking BadEnding is printed on the cover, which shows that it cannot be read, so it can only return to the existing instant archive.

Although unreadable, the CG can still be flipped through.

The first BE, it was Kamo's family who took advantage of Gojo Satoru's absence in Tokyo, and made black hands against Zenyuan Qianliu;

In the second BE, a consortium hired a killer to snipe and assassinate Qianliu in the Buddhist monastery while shopping with friends...

Coincidentally, the dates of death were both on the same day.

In the third BE, Gojo Wu was inseparable from her all day that day, but Zenyuan Qianliu suddenly suffered from chest pains, shortness of breath, and died suddenly within a few minutes.

The reason for the fourth BE was similar. Gojo Satoru not only pestered her all day, but also called Jiarui Nitzi to force her to eat dog food.But Qianliu from the Chanyuan still did not escape the sickle waved by the God of Death.

On March 2017, 3, an unavoidable, nightmare-like parting between life and death.

Gojo Satoru began to distance himself from Qianliu of the Buddhist monastery, with sad and forbearing eyes, as if thinking that his existence would always bring her bad luck, so he dared not approach.

He filed for divorce, so they divorced again and again. Qianliu finally survived the day when she must die. Still harvested her life.

In the later archives, Gojo Satoru began to become weird, and the incident of exchanging with himself ten years ago also happened.

He smiled and said, "Honey, I'm going to save the world, I'll come back in two months, remember to miss me."

"Are you an idiot...where are you going?"

"I can't tell you. Men also have little secrets. Don't ask."

"ill……"

Then Wutiao Wu from ten years ago came, and he was still the one who was the childhood sweetheart of Qianliu in the Zen Academy.And that did not prevent the inevitable death on March 3.

Gojo Satoru became more and more silent, his eyes were condensed, and there was always a storm in his blue eyes.He looked at her with yearning and greedy eyes, and every time he wanted to reach out and touch her, he had to restrain himself.

Reset again and again, swap again and again.

The boy who came this time, with frosty eyebrows and eyes, was like a blue sea of ​​stars flowing quietly under the glacier.There was no snow on his shoulders, and he looked at Qianliu of the Buddhist monastery with disdain, and asked, "Who are you?"

Fate finally deviated from the established track.

……

Chanyuan Qian Ruo has to do what he says, because he turned a blind eye to the divorce notice sent by him, and the court summons was quickly delivered to Wujo Wu.

For this reason, he hired Japan's top civil lawyers with a lot of money to form a team, each of whom is quite well-known in the industry-the purpose is to help him fight the divorce lawsuit.

Everyone in the same class doesn't want to come, do you think so many people are needed for such a trivial matter as a divorce lawsuit?Who do you look down on?Then he couldn't help but be moved by the huge reward offered by Gojo Satoru.

Hearing that the opponent is the Zenyuan lawyer team, which has been rumored to be victorious in all battles and has no record in Japan, the elite lawyers have come to their spirits one by one. If they win the lawsuit, this lawsuit will become an exceptionally brilliant stroke in their resumes.

So before Wujo Wutiao came, they debated how to fight for the initiative to divide the property, and they all thought that they would show off their professionalism in front of Mr. Wujo later...

As a result, as soon as Wutiaowu arrived, the first sentence I said was that I must never divorce my wife. You guys try to find a way for me, and all the elites present were dumbfounded.

He said with a gloomy face, "No matter what means I use, my bottom line is not to divorce."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Japanese law is well known about the protection of marriage, and basically the first lawsuit will not result in a divorce;

If I mention it later, as long as one party has no proven fault and the other party insists that the relationship has not broken down, it is basically impossible to judge the divorce...

The current situation is like you and your teammates are fully prepared and ready to fight the most terrifying big devil in Japan...

It turned out that the big devil was still in the first grade of elementary school, with thin arms and legs, and he only wanted to buy red bean flavored taiyaki at the school gate after school.

So a lawyer gave advice: "As long as you act affectionately on the spot and kill the other party because you filed for divorce because of your emotions, it is basically uncontroversial to dismiss the original lawsuit."

The preparation period passed quickly, and the date of the court hearing happened to be the day before their wedding anniversary. Gojo Satoru was wearing a well-tailored suit, without sunglasses, and his calm appearance concealed his anxiety.

Qianliu from the Zen Academy came late, and instead of the usual formal attire, he only wore a plain coat over his shirt and tied it up in a low ponytail.

The process was proceeding in an orderly manner. Zenyuan Qianliu stated the lawsuit, and told the fact that her relationship had broken down in a sad tone. After she finished speaking, the judge turned around and let Gojo Satoru make a reply.

In the end, no one expected that Wujo Wutiao was so handsome and talented, he opened his mouth and shed tears, choked up and said: "Honey, I really know that I was wrong, we have known each other for almost 20 years, and we have been married for seven years..."

He quickly and sadly recounted his acquaintance, love and marriage experiences, and deeply reflected on his own mistakes.

Tears rolled down, the blue eyes were full of hurt and regret, it was heartbreaking to see.

And added code at the end of the words, "Our adopted son Fu Heihui is not yet an adult, he can't live without this family, and I can't live without you."

Gojo Wu cried with emotion and regret, the lawyers behind him were amazed, and the lawyers of the Chanyuan were all pale, thinking: "It's over, I'm going to lose the lawsuit this time."

As for the result of the trial, it is natural that the relationship between the two parties has not broken down, and the court ruled not to divorce for the time being.

After the trial, Gojo Satoru stopped the car of Zenyuan Qianliu at the corner of the intersection, and in a very rascal way, forced her to lower the car window and communicate with himself.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan asked expressionlessly, "What else can I do?"

"I have something for you."

He took her hand, took out a ring from his pocket, and solemnly put it on the base of her ring finger—the one lost by Qianliu from the Zen Academy.

"Qianliu, I've been looking for it for a long time..." Gojo Satoru murmured coquettishly, "Don't throw it away, okay? At least, at least keep it as a souvenir."

"If I can get it back, I can get you back. Just wait for me."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan looked at him quietly for a while, with a calm expression, spread his hands and said, "Show me yours, too."

Gojo Satoru obediently took it off and handed it to her, with shining eyes, waiting for her action docilely.

"This style was modified for a long time at that time, and the designer went back and forth from Japan to Italy three times..."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan also took off her own, two broken diamond rings, one large and one small, and nestled intimately in her palm.

"It's so beautiful."

She closed her five fingers without emotion, but Gojo Wu suddenly realized something, opened her eyes wide, and said tremblingly: "Don't..."

However, it was too late, the exchange of equal value was activated, and the rings turned into a rain of banknotes falling one after another. marriage.

Gojo Satoru's expression was almost bewildered and pitiful, his blue pupils trembled slightly, and his lips moved, as if he was struggling to absorb the air.

"Wu, I said so."

The voice of Qianliu from the Chanyuan is gentle and gentle, like a lover whispering, but every word is cruel——

"We're done."