I rely on the bloody script to force BE

"Reminder: You have been hit by Infinite Space and are in a coma. Estimated recovery time: 03:43:29"

Kageyama Qianliu was stunned again——Gojo Satoru, are you really a cub who doesn't talk about martial arts?

The field of vision is already pitch black along with the coma of the main character.So after she exited, she observed the game interface where time was still advancing from the perspective of God.

On the blue-gray round bed, Wujo Wu embraced Qianliu of the Buddhist temple.She is about 166 tall, but her skeleton is lonely, and she is completely surrounded by the man's arms.

Gojo Satoru should be thinking about something, while playing with her fingers, occasionally kissing her pink and round fingertips.

It was a room without windows, the door was tightly closed, and the only light came from the dim chandelier hanging above the head... What kind of place is this?How long has he been preparing for this?

After a while, he put his chin against the top of Zenyuan Qianliu's black hair, closed his eyes and fell asleep, motionless like a dragon guarding a treasure.

Kageyama Chiryu was both surprised and subtly upset that the game characters dared to resist the script.

The abnormality of the archive has been reported to the official, but the other party said that this is not a BUG, ​​but a hidden plot.

So where did Gojo Satoru get the chance to read the file? Is it because he is the Son of God?

She guessed that the algorithm deduced that the ending must be BE, and gave the character the permission to revert - the presentation form in the game may be infinite rebirth, active or passive.

After all, this game slogan is definitely not BE, and I don’t want to smash the signboard, so I have to open a cheat for the character and use the language of hiding the plot to cover it up.

If the game is not fair, there is no point in playing it.

Yingshan Qianliu was so boring that she didn't even bother to manage the system, so she threw the helmet aside and looked up at the time. It was time for dinner, so she put on her coat and went downstairs.

"Sister..." Shigeo Kageyama was sitting on the sofa watching TV, "Mom is going to give Ritsu a parent-teacher meeting tonight, let's go out to eat."

"I don't want to go out." Kageyama Chiryu said, "Let's order delivery. How about Chinese food? I want to eat dumplings."

"I also can."

So she opened the delivery software and rummaged through it, while Shigeo Kageyama's eyes were still locked on the TV screen, and he asked indifferently, "Are you still playing games?"

"Well, a holographic love game, what is it called Love Crit or Sweet Crit? It's fun to pass the time."

Kageyama Shigeo's breathing froze for a moment, and Qianliu naturally didn't notice the subtlety of his younger brother, so he said sleepily: "It feels like there's nothing delicious about delivery... shall we go out?"

Kageyama Shigeo nodded slightly, saying that he was going to change into a coat suitable for going out, Chiryu nodded and said yes.

He had just gone up the stairs a few steps, and turned his head to look at his sister's expressionless face. She was beautiful, dignified and cold. Boys of the same age often asked him for Kageyama Chiryu's contact information.

As the elder sister of the brother with superpowers, Chiryu Kageyama is just an ordinary person who is too good. She is studying at Tokyo University with a bachelor’s degree and an Ivy League master’s degree. She is a young, beautiful and successful investor who likes to play games—but the games she described , never appeared on the market.

Kageyama Shigeo walked up to the second floor with some anxiety, saw the door of Qianliu's room was wide open, and helped her carry it.

Before closing it completely, he saw the pink helmet flickering on and off, probably because his sister forgot to turn it off.

……

Gojo Satoru hugged her, intending to just take a nap and wait for Qianliu to wake up, but smelling the cedar scent from her hair, he fell asleep unknowingly and peacefully.

He was really tired.

……

"Are you going for three days?"

"Well, I'll bring you a present."

"It's not about presents or anything, just come back sooner." Zenyuan Qianliu closed the suitcase, "The passport is about to expire in May, remember to renew it when the time comes, and put some pounds in your wallet."

"Thank you wife, come and give me a kiss, MUA—"

"Hey! Wait, wait, Xiaohui is still..."

Although Zenyuan Qianliu refused, she still passively accepted his wet kiss.Gojo Satoru wiped the corners of his mouth in satisfaction, and said goodbye to his wife with the suitcase, already thinking about how to celebrate the wedding anniversary next month.

This year is the seventh year of marriage, what should I give Qianliu?

RV jewelry is too vulgar, leave everything to Jie, take time to accompany her to Switzerland.

In the first few years of marriage, Qianliu still liked to act like a baby, tugging at his sleeves and softly asking where to go during the holidays, and whether they were free to watch movies together on weekends;

But probably with age, such requirements are much less.

But he is actually very useful, because Qianliu needs me.

With a thought in his mind, he turned around and saw Qianliu of the Zen Academy holding the door frame with one hand, wearing a high ponytail, and wearing a lavender dress that made his skin dazzlingly white.She looked at him from afar, the sun was bright, her smile was shallow, and her heartbeat would stall if she looked at him more than once.

"Waiting for you to come back." She mouthed.

So the moment Gojo Wu stepped into the back seat of the car with his long legs, he immediately called Xia Youjie and ruthlessly informed him that he would be skipping work for a week next month to be with his wife—"Then, the safety of Japan will be up to you." You, Jay."

"Should I thank you for notifying me a month in advance and not catching me off guard?"

"you are welcome……"

"I'm not thanking you."

"Oh, why don't you understand a little bit about a man with a family." Gojo Wu rummaged through his briefcase with the phone tucked between his shoulders, "I'm not like you, I'm alone and unencumbered, my wife can't live without me, she It will definitely not work without me, maybe she will cry secretly at home..."

"Go away, there's nothing to hang up."

Gojo Satoru raised his voice: "Wait! I'm serious with you. I really want to accompany Qianliu. I was so busy last year that I didn't even have a meal with her. I have to make it up to her."

Xia Youjie smiled on the other end of the phone: "I didn't agree either?"

"Why are you so talkative all of a sudden today! Nice, Jay!"

"Because the wedding anniversary is indeed very important." Xia Youjie paused, and reminded tactfully, "I think she is quite tired recently..."

The last time he saw Zenyuan Qianliu's psychological measurement table in the office of Nitrogen, he glanced at it lightly, and the result was not optimistic, and he was prone to depression.

Um.It was Gojo Satoru's voice that also sank, and he quickly cheered up again, "She won't be so tired when a new generation in the magic world is cultivated. You reminded me, and I have to train Hui when I go back."

"Ah this..."

Gojo Satoru finally found the contents of the briefcase, and returned to his normal posture for answering the phone.It was an imperial guard, he took off the thin belt, and inside it was a one-inch photo of Qianliu from the Zen Academy.

She looked at the camera expressionlessly, her outline was smooth and clean, her eyebrows were dignified and cold, and her blue pupils were beautiful.

He put it on his lips and gently pressed it, opened the transparent case, and put the photo on the back of the phone.

In 2008, when flip and slider phones were widely used, Gojo Satoru already had this habit.Printed her photo as a pendant, hanging on the phone.

Zenyuan Qianliu thought that he was against him, and insisted that he withdraw—then Gojo Satoru refused with a smile and said no, every time I see your face, I am not tired at all, Qianliu, you have to Leave me a thought.

However, Qianliu of the Chanyuan didn't believe his nonsense and felt ashamed. He fought wits and courage for ten years, thinking that he had finally compromised.

Gojo Satoru was indeed ridiculed by his companions because of this, but he fought back without blushing: "What do you know, this is my power bank, if I turn off the power, I will die."

He chatted with Xia Youjie nonchalantly, killing the boring time on the way to the airport, when the conversation reached Qianliu, the other party suddenly smiled and asked, "Do you remember when we used to drink you?"

"Remember, tsk." Wutiao Wu smacked his tongue and said dissatisfied, "Why, isn't it just once or twice, will this matter be used to punish me until my son is born?"

"It's so heartless, we don't get you drunk and let you tell the truth after drinking, how can you get out of the order so quickly?"

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Of course I rely on my own strength!"

The sweet party naturally prefers sweet cocktails in the choice of alcohol, but alcohol is the most deceptive when mixed with fruit juice, and it will get on it without knowing it.As soon as he was excited, he went out to kill the curse spirit, running around Tokyo.

Once, I had a drink with Xia Youjie, the glass was on the sidelines, and I drank whiskey mixed with soft drinks. After the spirits entered the throat and paralyzed the brain, I became more honest, and sat in the same place in a daze, without saying a word.

"How much is this?" Nitro spread out his five fingers.

Gojo Satoru looked at her like a fool: "Are you an idiot?"

"Tsk, she looks obviously drunk."

Gojo Satoru said confidently, "It's the price of Hagen Oss."

"Okay, I'm really drunk." Xia Youjie made a judgment, "711 Lihagen OS costs more than 200 yen a box."

"Hey? Is it 200 yuan now?" Nitro was lost in thought. "Why do I feel that it was quite expensive before? When I was nine years old, it cost five or six hundred yuan. I was very impressed. It was when I was in the fourth grade of elementary school..."

"That's because the food we ate was imported when we were young, but now the food in convenience stores is all domestically produced, and now there are production lines, so the price has come down."

Gojo Satoru suddenly said, "Qianliu bought it for me. I like macadamia fruit flavor the most."

Nitro smiled: "Didn't he say he had a fight this morning?"

Xia Youjie coughed twice, imitating his tone: "I will never deal with that stinking woman Qianliu of the Zen Academy again! When do you think he will go to her to make up?"

Gojo Satoru leaned on the edge of the table with both hands, resting his chin on the back of his hand: "That idiot Qianliu, buy me Haagen-Dazs, and eat 50 yen salt water popsicles by myself. Do you think I don't know!"

Nitro choked: "Can this show affection?"

Xia Youjie was speechless: "..."

He was quiet for a while, and even nearly fell asleep with his eyes closed. After he fell asleep, he became drunk again, talking nonsense in a serious manner, gesticulating at the two of them, and making all kinds of weird requests, almost rolling on the ground.

Nitrate was miserable, so she quietly sent a text message to Qianliu of the Chanyuan asking for help, and asked her to pick him up;

Xia Youjie held up the camera in one hand, and took pictures with relish. The folder named Wujo Wu (crazy) wanted another precious video...

And the drunken Shenzi also keenly noticed something was wrong, and wanted to snatch his mobile phone. The two chased each other in a small room, forcing Nitzi to almost stand on the table to take refuge.

Fortunately, Qianliu from the Zen Academy arrived at this time, and a bright yellow cardigan was put on over the floral white dress, which couldn't cover her slender wrists and ankles.

Gojo Satoru stopped almost immediately, his eyes were like magnetic particles suspended in mid-air, attracted to her body, and he stopped giving any charity to others.

With his eyes bent, his disheveled white hair covering his eyes and eyebrows, he flew towards Qianliu of the Buddhist monastery, folded his arms, and pressed against her body tightly.

"Qianliu..." He kissed her chin, and announced in a breathy voice like a sigh, "Mine."

……

"But did Nitzu tell you? Later, Qianliu came to us and gave us a valuable gift. He seriously asked us face-to-face, please don't let Wu get drunk with strong alcohol. He will have a headache when he gets drunk, and then explained six How the eyes depend on the calculations of the brain, how alcohol interferes with you... It is described as if she also experienced the pain."

"She really cares about you."

Gojo Satoru chuckled, and squeezed his five fingers together, his throat was astringent: "She has always been like this."

The silent care, just the right ironing, like sunlight penetrating the heavy cold air, wrapping people in soft sugar silk.Chiliu's love is such a thing.

"So why don't you spend time with her?" Xia Youjie said, "Remember to make up for me when I am on vacation."

"The signal is too bad, hang up first, Jie, the user you dialed has-"

Xia Youjie scolded with a smile, "Nervous."

That mission went well.

Gojo Gojo ended the trip half a day earlier than expected, bought a bunch of expensive gifts and flew them back.

He stared at the roses in the window on the side of the street, thinking how to surprise Qianliu, should he charter a cruise ship?But she seems a little seasick...

A passing child curiously asked his mother who was holding his hand: "Mom, why are the flowers in the window so red all the time?"

His mother responded with a smile, "Because it's a fake flower, honey."

The child asked childishly, "Why?"

Mother said: "Because roses will wither if they are not cared for carefully."

Gojo Satoru glanced at them slightly sideways, only seeing the back of the child and mother leaving hand in hand.

He naturally didn't care, thinking happily that he could go home, but it was a bit strange, he didn't receive a call from Qianliu last night, and she has always had this habit - maybe she's been too busy recently.

No, generally speaking, no matter how busy you are, you will call yourself.Could it be that you are angry?Was he angry because he kissed Hui in front of Hui when he said goodbye?

Thin skinned...

Thinking of her, Wujo Satoru suddenly lowered his head and smiled on the street in a foreign land.

It's so cute, so go back and act like a baby and apologize.She certainly won't hold a grudge.

Qianliu always has nothing to do with him.In the eyes of others, Qianliu of the Zen Academy, who is so wise that she is close to a monster and is invincible, is just a stupid woman who is helpless against him...

"Drip-drip-"

The sudden ringtone of the mobile phone interrupted his thoughts, and the name of his friend flashed on the screen.

"Hello? Glass?"

His voice choked with sobs: "Wu...is it over with you? Come back soon."

Gojo Satoru felt uneasy: "What's wrong? Don't panic, I'll—"

The other party was silent for a moment, and he suddenly felt palpitations, and his palms were almost sweating.He had an extremely ominous premonition, and even began to fear that the other party would say something he couldn't bear to hear.

"Something happened to her."

The amount of information in a few words caused the brain with strong computing power to almost crash, Gojo Satoru frowned, and for the first time suspected that he could not understand Japanese.

What is Nitro talking about? Who is "she" referring to, probably not Qianliu, but someone else?Who else... Anyway, it wouldn't be her.What can she do?

"Qianliu...maybe it won't work anymore." Nitro could not hold his tone, "Come back soon, Wu."

Oh, it's Qianliu.He pressed the hang up button with a wooden face, it doesn't seem like today is April Fool's Day?But why didn't she call him last night?

Gojo Satoru didn't care about causing panic among the masses, so Yong Cang rushed to the airport.

Even so, you still have to wait for the check-in step by step.Every second of sitting in the terminal is like half a lifetime.

In the hustle and bustle of people, the past years were like a torrent of water that had been lost in his memory.

Paper airplanes, Haagen-Dazs ice cream, seagulls, deleted text messages in the middle of the night, the shallow corners of her eyes, the smile lines like a kitten's whiskers, her heartbreaking eyes when she cried...

"Can I enlighten you?"

"Uh……"

"If you don't refuse, then I'll call you that from now on?"

"idiot……"

"Why scold me?" She was not unhappy, and counted the coins she owned, "Go, I'll treat you to Haagen-Dazs."

"what is that?"

"A high-fat and high-sugar food, but I think you'll like it?"

"It sounds boring."

Still, he honestly liked the sip of sweetness.

please……

God, she is the cutest girl in the world, all the sins are borne by Gojo Satoru alone, please don’t, please don’t treat her like this——

But when he returned to Tokyo, Qianliu had already tightly closed his eyes.

Gojo Satoru held her hand, but he could no longer warm her cold fingers again, and he could no longer see the faint smile lines at the corners of her eyes.He pressed her pale lips, which was also shockingly cold.

"I'm sorry, Qianliu, I'm late...I'm late again."

Gojo Satoru murmured an apology, with a soft tone, as if he was afraid of waking her up: "Are you trying to scare me? Then you succeeded, I really know I'm afraid... Hurry up."

"Thousands of streams..."

"Qianliu?"

"How about going to Switzerland for our seventh anniversary?"

"Take care of me."

"I know I was wrong." He sniffed, "Really. Get up and condemn me, don't treat me like this, don't keep talking. It can't be like this... Are you ignoring me? Then I'll wait a while When I come to you again, calm down first. You can talk to me later."

"Qianliu..."

After a long time, the sea-blue pupils filled with water, but the tears could not fall.

"Why are you so cruel." He said, "Are you leaving me alone?"

The phone in the side pocket fell to the ground, and Wujo Wu picked it up with one hand, only to find that the screen was broken, and there was a whole vertical crack.

The face recognition automatically turned on, and the crack split the photo of the couple with bright smiles on the screen into two halves, like a river lying between them.And he was on the other side of the river, unable to swim across.

"what……"

Suddenly he realized.

The distance between life and death is farther than no lower limit.