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When Zenyuan Qianliu opened her eyes, she felt a strong sense of dizziness, making her disoriented. For a moment, she couldn't have a correct perception of the objects around her. It took a long time before she could barely see herself lying on the bed.

It was an unfamiliar space, the curtains were airtight, and the light was dim.

On the other hand, there was an arm pressed down on his body, and the breath from the back of his neck was warm and even.She opened her eyes and recalled the situation for a while, then turned around, and met Gojo Satoru's blue eyes - the other party was staring at her without blinking.

"Explain..." she said coldly.

"Thousands of streams..."

"What do you want to do?"

"Nothing, I want to be with you."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan sneered: "I never thought that you would use infinite space to me. Wutiao Wu, I still underestimate you."

"I'm sorry..." He pursed his lips a little aggrievedly and apologized, "Honey, you don't want me anymore, I feel bad."

Zenyuan Qianliu pushed his arm away, sat up, looked around, and asked expressionlessly, "Are you going to lock me up here?"

Gojo Satoru lay on the bed and watched her walking around in the room, and instead of answering the question directly, he asked softly, "Don't you want to stay with me?"

She turned the doorknob, but it wouldn't open.

So Zenyuan Qianliu leaned against the door, put his hands on his shoulders, closed his eyes and sighed: "We are divorced, can you stop being so self-willed and insist on making things embarrassing?"

After a short period of shock, Qianliu from the Chanyuan was not too surprised that he would do such a thing.

How crazy Wujo Wuneng is can be seen from how he treated one of his crazy suitors before;

She also knew for a long time that Gojo Satoru liked to behave in front of her, but he was actually not a kind person.

She was just deeply powerless, and in this situation, he still didn't know the reason why he wanted to divorce, and stubbornly resisted the separation by force.

he doesn't understand...

He still doesn't understand.

"Divorce doesn't mean separation." Gojo Satoru said nervously, "Don't be angry, let's take a step back. I'll sign the divorce meeting, and you promise not to leave me."

As he said that, he also got up, took out the signed divorce papers and a pen from the bedside table, walked up to Qianliu of the Zen Academy, and poked her on the forearm with the paper: "Here."

Wujo Wu bowed his body and looked at Qianliu in the Zen courtyard, probably wanting to use this micro-movement to show that both parties are equal.However, the shadow cast by her body still completely enveloped her.

Qian Liuqi of the Zen Academy smiled: "What if I disagree? I must separate from you."

"Then you're going too far, I won't be happy." Gojo Satoru said briskly, "I don't want to use some coercive means on Qianliu..."

"You've already used it."

"Isn't this still being discussed?" He curled his lips and said softly, "So you want to think about it again?"

It was clearly a question, but it didn't mean to ask at all. There was a blood-freezing warning in the tone.

When Qianliu of the Chanyuan first held the doorknob, he tried to use the spell, but he couldn't activate it. The building material probably used the same special material as the training ground of the Conjuration Committee. The resale price is comparable to the material of gold, and there is no price in the market...

"Are you thinking about how to escape?" Wujo Wu rolled his eyes, "Because I couldn't buy enough chrysalis, and I couldn't bear Qianliu being trapped in a small room. So I used another alternative material for the canopy, at least It takes a second-level conjurer to break through."

As he said, he easily turned the doorknob, and stretched out his hand to Qianliu of the Zen garden: "Let's go, I'll show you around."

Zenyuan Qianliu stepped into the corridor without looking sideways.

Gojo Satoru was not embarrassed, he followed her step by step, and said with a smile, "This is the island you gave me."

The cashmere carpet was covered with soft sunlight. She walked down the spiral staircase to the hall. The door was open, and her vision suddenly opened up. The salty sea breeze filled her eyes with bright gold, and there seemed to be a distant sound coming from her ears. birdsong.

"Nevernd." Chanyuan Qianliu muttered to himself.

Because of a joke-like promise she made when she was a child, at the age of 19, she spent a lot of money to photograph this beautiful island near the Tropic of Cancer and gave it to Gojo Satoru. It is hundreds of nautical miles away from the Japanese mainland, but she has never had time to repair it.

It softened her heart when she read about Peter Pan, that lovable, wayward little bastard who had experienced joy other children would never experience, but could only see their joy through the window, forever shut out Oh, how similar it is, just like Wujo Enlightenment who sees all living beings and knows no sorrow or joy.

So Zenyuan Qianliu bought a Neverland and gave it to her Peter Pan, hoping that he will always have a home.

At this moment, when she thought of her young self, she felt that it was too pretentious.

This island is indeed as beautiful as a landscape painting. Walking on the sandy ground in a thousand streams of the Zen Temple, the flowing wind gently caresses the vegetation and black hair, and time and sunlight flow together.

"It's very beautiful here." Wujo Wujo pointed to the villa behind him as if asking for credit, "I have already started to decorate this place, and I personally participated in the design of the house's construction drawings."

"Uh……"

"I wanted to surprise you on your birthday." He said to himself, "but I brought you here in advance, so I have to prepare a new gift. Is there anything you want?"

"Uh..." He held onto the corner of Qianliu's clothes with some grievances, and gently tugged twice: "Honey, don't you want to talk to me?"

"Uh……"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have used the domain on you." After a while, he took the initiative to reflect on himself, "I always neglect you and make you wait, so Qianliu should be angry, wait for you to calm down before talking to me, I'm very patient."

"Uh..." The island is not big, and Qianliu was a little tired from walking in the Zen courtyard, so he sat down cross-legged in the shade of a nearby tree, looked up at Wujo Wu: "How long are you going to imprison me?"

"It's not closed." Gojo Satoru retorted, "As long as you promise not to separate, you can leave here immediately."

Even if it's a lie.he thought so.

But Qianliu of the Chanyuan didn't speak, and didn't look at him, just quietly watching the curled leaves on the sand and the butterflies flying by.

It also takes strength to organize lies, and she doesn't even bother to say a word of deceit.

But Gojo Satoru was slightly happy: "Qianliu was afraid that I would be sad, so he didn't lie to me."

Zenyuan Qianliu sneered.

She didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and she didn't ask herself how to explain her work arrangements after leaving, and how to explain to her family and friends.

After waiting for a long time, Gojo Satoru took the initiative to speak: "I have carefully arranged the handover of your work, and I will bring over the important ones for you to handle."

"Uh……"

"I used your mobile phone to send a message to Hui and Fuheshier, saying that there is an important business trip abroad, and it may take more than a month before I come back."

"Uh..." Fu Heisher naturally wouldn't delve into the truth of this matter, glanced at the text message and threw it behind his head;

Fu Heihui was a little worried, so he took the initiative to ask Secretary Sakamoto, and got an affirmative answer from the other party - Gojo Satoru personally greeted him, so he didn't make too many guesses.

"If they come here, I will save Fu Heisher's life. Hui, this kid is very good, I hope he won't be too ignorant...

However, after all, there are still some people who can snatch Qianliu away.For example, the squint-eyed boy with weird abilities, so in order to prevent it from happening..."

Gojo Satoru's tone could be described as joyful: "I've already killed him."

Finally, a crack appeared on Qianliu's plain expression in the Chanyuan. She stared at Gojo Wu in disbelief, and said in amazement, "What did you say?"

"I killed him."

He twisted a piece of stone and carved kill heavily on the sand. The surface of the gray-brown sand was cut open, revealing the true color of yellow and white inside.

"He's just my friend." Chanyuan Qianliu frowned, still half-believing in his words, "He never provoked you."

"He has..." Wujo Wu said softly, "You don't know how long I've been patient with him, he wants to snatch you away every time."

Every time it was reset, Bailan Jesso wanted to take Qianliu away from him.He also seems to have some kind of ability to spy on the future——

Later Gojo Satoru learns that he can communicate with himself in all parallel worlds.Therefore, Bai Lan also predicted Qian Liu's death early.

Bai Lan came to talk to him several times, but even though they were both extreme sweet tooth parties, the two never got along.

They briefly stood on the united front because of the same goal in certain rounds of resets, but in the end they still broke up.

"You really killed him?"

Gojo Satoru nodded: "Yes."

Qianliu of the Chanyuan was stunned for a while, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled: "Okay."

"Are you angry?" Wujo Wujo took her hand pitifully, "I'm sorry. If you're upset, I'll kneel on the washboard, wife, don't be angry with me for others, okay?"

again...

Gojo Satoru always crouched low in front of her, pretending to be obedient, but inside he was a real tyrant, grinning one moment, and killing blood the next.

In order to make her happy, she always acted like a baby and acted stupidly, occasionally shed a few tears, but she didn't change her arrogant nature at all.

His arrogance is justifiable, whoever told him that he is the strongest human being is unmatched, so... disgusting.

Zenyuan Qianliu tried to shake off his hand, and even stood up for it, but she couldn't break free at all, Gojo Satoru could suppress her painless resistance with only half a finger.

She just looked down at him and looked at him coldly: "Let go."

Probably because his tone was a bit serious, Gojo Satoru finally put away his playful smile, obediently let her go, and rested his elbows on her long bent legs.

Zenyuan Qianliu took a few steps back, moved his wrist joints, pondered for a while with his eyelids down, then walked up to him again, looking down at him.

"Wife..." He blinked and smiled slightly, "You are so pretty."

"I didn't want to say it too harshly."

Zenyuan Qianliu ignored his gag, and his tone was unhurried, but with a daunting sharp tone: "Wujo Wu, you are too self-righteous, even though I have already told you clearly that the divorce is not because of these two things. Years of widowed marriage, I also clearly stated my reasons, you didn't take it to heart at all, did you?"

He slowly restrained his smile, and his glacier-like pupils became darker.

"Then let me tell you more clearly now, you don't understand what marriage is at all. Do you think it's falling in love, as long as you hold hands and go shopping and dating, can you live forever? Is it as simple as falling in love?"

"When two people enter into a marriage contract, they must first confirm the rights and obligations of both parties. You are disqualified as a husband, disregarding your family, caring for your wife, and disrespecting my ideas. I am gradually tired of waiting and insensitive disappointment.

I'm really fed up with when I need you, you are always out there with other things, and then you are late, and you are sorry.

If I can live a good life alone, I don't need you, and this is indeed the case at present, your existence has already made me feel painful. "

Gojo Satoru's eyes are quite cold, as if he could carve an ice knife with his eyes on this small island with a warm climate, and cut off the toughest pampas grass in the middle.

He softened his voice and called out, "My wife..."

"To shut up……"

Zenyuan Qianliu interrupted him sharply—a rare violation of her decades-old gentle principles in dealing with people, and it also showed that her anger was jumping and almost burning out her patience.

"In order not to get a divorce, you even spared no expense to me, and to my friends, trying to limit my personal freedom. Do you have a little bit of respect for me? You can't even do the most basic respect. What do you mean you love me? What do you think of me as something you can handle?"

Zenyuan Qianliu took a deep breath, trying to save the crumbling good self-cultivation, but it was really hard to restrain: "Do you regard me as your dog? Feed me some dog food when you want to love me, and let me go when you have other things to do." I was tethered at home, confidently thinking that if I called my name, I would come wagging my tail. Is that how you think of me? It’s too self-righteous.”

Gojo Satoru drooped his eyelashes, quietly accepted all these harsh comments, then frowned, met her gaze, and seriously retorted: "No."

He hid his determination, put on a gentle and harmless coat, and became an obedient and good-tempered husband.

But it made thousands of people in the Buddhist monastery shudder.

"Why do you miss me so much?" He whispered aggrievedly, "I love you the most, and I'm really going to be sad if you say such ugly words, don't be like this, okay? Go, obviously I am the one who is sent by Qianliu. I am very good."

Zenyuan Qianliu was panting rapidly and violently, feeling that the blood in his whole body was going to rush to the top of his head, he was really stubborn and could not understand human words at all.

That being the case, there is no need for communication.She looked at his snow-white hair, and her heart gradually cooled down.

Gojo Satoru gently took her hand again, and said in a soft voice like a pleading voice: "I'm not so difficult to talk, as long as you lie to me and say that you will always be with me, I will let you go... We are divorced, but still Same as before. I will try hard to get Qianliu back, give me another chance."

However, for a moment, the surroundings were so silent that only the rustling of the waves in the distance could be heard.

Cui Se from the Chanyuan Qianliu has no emotion in her eyes, she has always been very quick to adjust her emotions.Gojo Satoru carefully kissed her fingertips, and she slapped her backhand.

The force was so light and inaudible that Qianliu from the Chanyuan didn't really intend to hurt him.However, the crisp sound does mean that something has broken and is not sticking back.

Gojo Satoru never opened No Limits by her side, and there were no finger marks on her face at this time - it could be seen that she was really useless.

But he was stunned for a while, unable to believe that Qianliu was willing to treat him like this. When he came back to his senses, his blue pupils were genuinely sad and hurt.

"You've made me feel sick." Zenyuan Qianliu closed her eyes and sighed, "Don't force me to hate you, okay?"

……

a long time……

"It's okay." He said softly, "You can hate me if you want, but my decision will not change. If death can't separate us, then nothing else is allowed...not even Qianliu .”

Chanyuan Qianliu's lips twitched, and the coolness ran up his spine to the top of the sky.

She didn't expect him to be so paranoid, to an unreasonable level.

Gojo Satoru stood up with a smile, and turned the other half of his face that was not slapped to her: "Do you want to calm down, do you want to slap this side too?"

"Are you crazy?"

Gojo Satoru's pupils darkened, like a dark ocean covered with dark clouds and a storm brewing, about to roar and cause a natural disaster.

"Maybe." He said, "I've been crazy for a long time. Qianliu, you said you don't need me, you can live well by yourself, but I can't."

"I need you. I've always needed you."