I rely on the bloody script to force BE

The most monstrous rage of human beings swept the world of conjuration. All the people involved in the Kamo family were executed. In addition, the conservatives who blocked and tried to intercede were also dragged into the water. The strength of the strongest conjurer.

Everyone said he was crazy.

Gojo Satoru knew he didn't, he was just a little empty.

No matter how many curse spirits you kill, you won't feel tired, and you can't be satisfied no matter what.Running around like an hungry beast, looking for prey to fill its stomach.

Occasionally, something can be gained, such as some previously undiscovered trivialities of life.

For example, Gojo Satoru found the trivia book that Qianliu kept in the TV cabinet.It is a very simple and plain record. I want to go to a certain restaurant on weekends, the order of seasoning in a certain dish, and plan to redecorate the balcony;

He imagined Qianliu's tone and expression from a few words.So I had a brief moment of happiness, and soon my face sank.

He is always hungry.

When Qianliu left, he also took away his satiety.

There used to be times like this, but every time on the way home, I saw the light from the window in the distance, and saw Qianliu smiling at him standing at the entrance, the sweet, sticky warmth gradually filled the emptiness stomach.

After she left, the house was also frighteningly large and empty, and every light breath would produce endless echoes.

The precious flowers at the window on the third floor are really good, Fu Heihui knows that she loves flowers, and he can't bear the withering of those fragrances, so he tries hard to learn how to take care of them.

It is a balcony garden arranged according to the flowering period, and there are flowers and leaves in full bloom all year round.It's just a pity, because the most beautiful one has left here forever.

It was like a nightmare.

This is just a nightmare, right?When you wake up, everything goes well.

Wujo Wujo procrastinated and refused to deal with the funeral, as if he could deceive himself and others for a little longer.

Buy Xijiufu as usual, his favorite sweets brand has a good name - eternal joy and well-being, it is really an auspicious image, eat more sweets to ease the bitterness of life.

But it's really nothing, right?Maybe there is no such thing as separation in the world.Gojo Satoru thought with relief: "No matter what, I will meet her again in the sky."

Gojo Satoru lost his lover in March, the poet's favorite spring feast, and he hated March.

The spring rain is fair, and it sloshes into the windows, moistening the door walls and corners, as if even the clothes are going to be wet into a ball.

He looked at the floating clouds in the distant sky, and recalled the dream he had with Qian Liu, all about her were good dreams.

Qianliu is also his dream.

"I want to be the richest man in Japan."

"impossible……"

"What's impossible? Don't underestimate me."

"Oh……"

"Wuzhen loves to spoil people's interest, but I will do it. I will give you a small island when the time comes."

"But I have the island now."

"The meaning of my gift is different."

"What's the difference? Yours is more expensive?"

"Well... have you seen Peter Pan?"

"Yes, boring fairy tale."

"I think you look like him."

At the end of the conversation, Gojo Satoru couldn't understand why he was being compared to a little bastard in a fairy tale.

But Zenyuan Qianliu looked at him softly, and that sweet gaze enveloped him again.He snorted and didn't continue to refute.

"I really don't know what to do." The 28-year-old Gojo Satoru secretly laughed at his young self, "If..."

In his hopeful earthly fantasies, he slowly fell asleep.

After waking up, there was a familiar weight on the crook of his arm, his long, smooth and shiny black hair spread out on the pillow towel, Wujo Wu's breathing almost stopped, and he stared fixedly at Qianliu's peaceful sleeping face in the Zen Academy.

Six Eyes said that this was his late lover.

"Qianliu?"

"Well?"

"Thousands of streams..."

"What's the matter... huh?"

"It's nothing..." Gojo Goku laughed softly, put his arms around her waist, put his head against her shoulder, his voice trembling, "Go to sleep."

The rebirth sounded too magical, and he once suspected that he had been hit by a spell.

It's not bad to be hit by the spell, at least this Zenyuan Qianliu looks exactly the same as the original one, it doesn't matter if it's fake, he misses it too much——

"Hey, are you listening?" Zenyuan Qianliu patted the back of his hand, "I'm going out this afternoon to go shopping with Yuanzi, let's go out for dinner together tonight."

"Don't..." Gojo Satoru hugged her tightly, "Don't go, you have to accompany me."

"What's going on with you recently? You're more clingy than before..."

"You really despise me, right?" Gojo Satoru scolded loudly, "You just despise your 28-year-old husband who is not as good as the 25-year-old squinting boy outside, and you want to get by with him, right? Maybe I want to date him secretly!"

"Bryn is in Italy..."

"You know his itinerary so well, you must not love me anymore, have you been secretly following him?"

Qianliu of the Chanyuan was baffled by her jealous husband, and was charged with all unwarranted crimes.She patted away his restless hand that was stretched in along the hem of his clothes, and said coldly, "Stop making trouble."

So Wujo Gojo stared at her weepingly, trying to persuade her to take back her promise, but Qianliu of the Chanyuan mercilessly refused, and declared that if he came secretly, if she found out, he would go to the study room where he slept for a week.

Gojo Satoru could only nod reluctantly after weighing the pros and cons.

Qianliu seems to have installed some kind of radar, which can always pinpoint exactly where he is.

He lay down on the sofa and watched Qianliu go out pitifully, almost acting as a farewell to life and death, and then quickly returned to his normal appearance.

Based on the existing information, deduce where they will go, a certain commercial street, and calculate the possibility of tracking without being discovered with a calm face.

Even though it could be a spell, some kind of insidious realm, some horrific deception trying to trap him, whatever it is, Gojo Satoru is willing.He had to seize the one-in-a-million possibility, he didn't dare to bet.

After being reborn, he quickly and thoroughly cleaned up the group of insidious old oranges in the Kamo family, still feeling uneasy.

Forget it, sleep in the study and sleep in the study.

Gojo Satoru thought for a few minutes and then got up immediately. The moment he stepped out the door, he was seized by some familiar pain and palpitation.

His eyes widened in disbelief.No way?Please, this time without those...

But when he arrived, he only saw Qianliu from the Chanyuan with blood dripping from his temples and his eyes tightly closed.Suzuki Sonoko was terrified, crying anxiously while directing the bodyguards to carry her into the car.

She died by assassination.

When you are so sad that you are numb, your emotions will be stagnant.

He seemed to be in his own boundless space, and he was still overwhelmed by the rush of information.

There was no sound at that moment, only the silent and colorless wind passed by the ears, taking away all the colors in front of me.

This time...is it still too late?

Will the strongest regret it?Will you be afraid too?Will it be too painful?Will do.

She is my weakness.he thinks.Although she was obviously so thin and thin, her wrist bones were so thin that they could be broken with a single grip.

The sky is blue and the white clouds are towering. It is always a sunny day for Qianliu to leave the world, but the clouds gradually wither and fade away, like a tomb in the sky.

He also often thinks of the days when he fled overnight because he wanted to see shooting stars hand in hand when he was young. Beidou was wrapped in a blanket, and the stars in a foreign land looked at the young lover holding hands on the ground with pity.

Qianliu made a wish to the moon, wishing for a long life, his emerald eyes reflected a bright and penetrating coldness.The moon clearly listened to her wish, but silently refused.

The skin was scratched with white marks, and the bright red cut was broken. The pain is always an afterthought.

Gojo Satoru was no exception, he finally started to be in pain belatedly, as if he had gone through a growth period again.

This time, no one blocked him for him, no one protected him with impenetrable love, and accompanied him against the unsatisfactory life.

On the day when the barrier disappears, the long-separated real world is like a poisonous snake that has been dormant for a long time. It opens its bloody mouth and spits out a condensed and prophetic curse to Gojo Satoru: You can't keep her.

Time is reset again.

He lost his love again.

what to do?How can I keep her?Did Gojo Satoru's love curse her?

Is it because of this that you become unlucky?Didn't the moon hear?Didn't you hear him also praying infinitely devoutly, wishing him a long life?

Raindrops were hitting the windows and doors, and he sat in the window of his old apartment overlooking all living beings. There was a turbulent crowd, traffic flowed from all directions, all living beings were busy, and all living beings were suffering.

How strong can love and hate be?It hurts more than death.

If Qianliu could survive without him, then let's just let it go after falling in love.

Sentient beings cannot bend the strongest backbone of human beings, but thousands of streams in the Chanyuan can.He would bow his head obediently, wait for her hands to wrap around his neck, and then carry her on his back from the golden path to the asphalt road dripping with spring rain, walking through the changing seasons with the wind.

Burn the story that only Gojo Satoru knows, and leave her a clean page with infinite possibilities.

What can I use to keep you?What can be used to stop the world... He doesn't want the world, he wants thousands of streams in the Zen Academy.I want her to live a long life and to be safe every year.

After No.13 resets, Gojo Satoru made a difficult decision.

"Let's get a divorce."

……

Nineteen resets.

"You must, must live... you know?"

……

25 resets.

"Please, Qianliu. Live well."

……

31 resets.

"It's great to be alive."

……

42 resets.

"Ah... Is that the case again... It's okay..."

"Wait for me again. I'll come right away, and I won't be late this time."

……

48 resets.

"I'm no longer afraid of losing you... If we can die together, it's considered a reunion, right?"

……

51 resets.

"That's a lie to you. You have to live well. My Qianliu, live a long life."

Longevity……

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53 resets.

Still exchanged to the past according to the established plan.

The young and beautiful green-eyed girl stared at him for a while, then asked blankly, "Who are you?"

……

Time goes back to the present.

Gojo Satoru hugged the person in his arms, and in the fragrance of her hair, he fell into a sweet dream contentedly, thinking faithfully——

This time, she will never be lost.