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Gojo Satoru's eyes were almost red, and he spoke intermittently: "I'm sorry, I really didn't know that I caused you so much pain... I will change it. Qianliu, I will change it."

Qianliu of the Chanyuan has stopped choking, and stared at his tightly pursed lips very calmly: "You have not changed in the past ten years, or you have made some progress, but it is far from meeting my requirements. How can you believe that you will change in the future?"

"Furthermore, I don't care whether you will change or not. After all, things are already like this, and I'm relieved... Wu, how many decades do I still have to squander?"

Wujo Wu said in a low voice: "I... I know, I didn't pay attention to your feelings. I love you, but I don't know how to love others, and I have wronged Qianliu. I am too self-righteous."

In front of her, the most powerful conjurer flying freely, like a cat doing something wrong, hugged his knees and looked at her without saying a word, his snow-white forehead hair staggered and drooped listlessly.

"However, I learn everything very quickly. You teach me. I will treat you well... I will try my best to compensate you... If you want a divorce, then we will divorce. When you think I am a qualified husband, Let's get together again, okay?"

His beautiful sapphire eyes gradually became moist, and he sucked his nose, as if he had been greatly wronged.

So Zenyuan Qianliu's heart also throbbed with pain, the pain made her almost cry.

"Qianliu, this world needs Wujou, and I need you. There are some things that I really can't tell you right now...but you are the most important, and all the rest add up to barely weigh as much as you. "

Speaking of which, others might have to laugh too—even if he is the strongest, he doesn't have many choices, and the inherent responsibility is like a mountain of burden on his shoulders.

"Only you, Qianliu, you are my active choice. Without you, I would be so sad that I would die." He was weeping blankly, his voice was faint, but his taste was bitter, "I don't want to lose any more is you."

His sweet words were so sweet, his tears were hot, and he opened his heart to her docilely, as if he was at her disposal.

Zenyuan Qianliu knew that there were very few people in the world who could really hurt Gojo Wu, and she was one of them.

Reason and emotion are divided into two halves, seesawing each other, and the one standing on the high ground is undoubtedly the former, which ruthlessly ordered her: "The sunk cost is already heavy enough, and it can't go wrong."

"Enlightenment. I'm already 28 years old. If I waste any more time, I'll be old."

She couldn't bear to look away, and sobbed, almost losing her voice: "In the days to come, I only want to live for myself. I have never regretted loving you. I can't afford to love you. By your side It's just futile and withering day by day, while I still have a little love for you, let's not make it too ugly, so we can get together and break up, and we can still think about it."

Chanyuan Qianliu couldn't continue, her chest heaved violently, and the tears fell on the back of her hand, she knew it was a period.

It was as if the rainfall in the whole city had taken her as a bull's-eye, and the rain was splashing down her cheeks.

At the age of eight, he origami airplanes with him, ran through the streets of Tokyo, and wandered along the country roads all day, and made a promise to go to Kanagawa to feed the seagulls next summer, and he did not break his promise.

Holding his hand and sharing the same ice cream on the street, the boutique store is playing popular love songs, and I don’t know what it’s like to be sad, thinking that putting on the ring will make me forever, the story stops at the point where I look at each other with a smile and say I’m willing Moments, but life goes on.

Everything is so ironed and logical, getting used to the heat but also getting used to each other's company.

The sky is always cloudless, and the monotonous and noisy cicadas declare that youth will never stop.So time unknowingly came to the age of 28, and love ate up all the happiness in Chanyuan Qianliu's body like a moth, leaving only a broken and weak heart in his empty chest.

They were silent, and there is no more beautiful sound in the world than silence.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan said, "We... let's do it this way."

"No..." Gojo Satoru was still crying, using broken syllables to piece together the sentence, "I only agree to divorce you for a while. At that time... let's talk. Wife, don't you want me...I really Yes, really..."

After a while, he wiped away the tears with the back of his hand and reorganized his emotions.He had a sullen face, as if he was thinking about the words and reaction of Qianliu from the Zen Academy just now.

"I don't think you're in the right shape."

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand to her, and like every quarrel before, he took the initiative to lower his head, "Are you unhappy? Do you want to go to psychological counseling? Let's do it first, Qianliu, I will sign...Let's go, I will take you back."

But Chanyuan Qianliu shook his head firmly at him: "You still don't understand. Wu, what I want is not a temporary compromise, do you understand? In this life, I don't want to have anything to do with you again."

These words were too decisive, Wutiao Wu was shocked in place as if struck by lightning, his lips moved, and he was completely stunned.About ten seconds later, the corners of his mouth sank, and his calm blue eyes were surging.

Chanyuan Qianliu gritted her teeth, endured the pain in her heart, and repeated: "I want to divorce you, and we will never be together in the future. We are over."

"Wife..." Gojo Satoru sat down again, his tone suddenly changed, and there was a hint of coquettishness besides sadness, "Do you really want me?"

He picked up a pink wild flower on the ground, and stroked the petals with his slender fingers, as if caressing his lover's cheek: "I'm very obedient, and I'm willing to listen to you for everything, think about it again."

Qianliu of the Chanyuan didn't look at him, so he also missed his sharp and hidden eyes, and said softly and firmly: "Yes. I don't want to see you again."

So Gojo Satoru gripped the flower tightly, crushing and crushing the poor petals so hard that it almost instantly broke, leaving only the flower stem struggling to die under the tightened fingers.A gust of cold wind blew around, taking away the temperature.

He looked at Qianliu in the Zen courtyard for a while, and said without changing his face, "Okay."

This made Zenyuan Qianliu a little surprised, and his eyes met his.Gojo Satoru had regained his emotions, and said in a chant: "Qianliu, I have never lied to you. I love you is true, I love you the most, but love itself is a curse, I cursed you, But you've tortured me too. Either way, it's bound the two of us together."

"No way, wife, I can't lose you."

He smiled softly, with peach blossoms in his eyes and rippling blue pupils, making one shudder.

Qianliu of the Chanyuan flinched subconsciously, it was a small animal's innate sense of crisis for natural disasters.

His aura broke through the sun and the wind, and he hit her like a mountain top. This is her sweet-talking and coquettish husband... At the same time, he is also the strongest magician.

Gojo Satoru looked up at her, with a cold scrutiny, and his tone was extremely gentle: "Are you still not going to take back your decision?"

Chanyuan Qianliu was about to tremble, but he refused to budge an inch, and nodded firmly under his threatening gaze.

So Gojo Satoru smiled, and just stared at her without saying a word, only her shadow was reflected in her clear eyes, hiding all the emotions that could be detected, making Zenyuan Qianliu feel the cold behind her.

"Qianliu..." He looked into her eyes and repeated stubbornly, "I can't live without you."

He raised his eyelashes suddenly, and Qianliu of the Zen Academy only felt a clear buzzing in his ears, and immediately fell silent again.The overwhelming flow of information overwhelmed her, rolling her towards an endless trend.

Infinite space.

Before completely losing consciousness, Qianliu of the Chanyuan saw Wujo Wulan's shocking eyes, his expression was gentle but chilling.

She fell back slowly in disbelief, and fell into his arms.

He lowered his head and rubbed Qianliu's shoulder in the Buddhist monastery, feeling very attached.

"It's good to sleep."

Gojo Satoru's voice was as sweet as honey, still in a coquettish tone, but with inexplicable cruelty.

"I miss you so much, Qianliu."

"As I said... we will always be together."

……

"Blackening Value 2"

[Blackening value: 100]