I rely on the bloody script to force BE

Ineffective communication has been tried enough, Chanyuan Qianliu is no longer in vain.

She thought about saying a few nice words to stabilize Gojo Satoru first, and then think of other ways after she got out;

But knowing the man over the years told her that he was the best at pushing the envelope.As long as you give up one step, you will lose one after another.

So in order not to let himself fall into a worse situation, Qianliu of the Chanyuan chose to compete with him for patience.

Many long-term investments suffer losses in the early stage, and it takes a few years to see the first signs of success. What she lacks most is patience.

Gojo Satoru thought so too, rather it was exactly what he expected.Farewell to Qianliu again and again has become his obsession, as long as we can be together, it doesn't matter what happens, the situation will definitely not get worse.

Qianliu of the Chanyuan easily accepted the fact that her personal freedom was restricted, even a little relaxed, because she no longer had to tense up all the time, focusing on the key projects at hand, for fear of missing important information.

There is no third person on the island, and she does not go into the kitchen.So Gojo Satoru did the cooking, she didn't go on a hunger strike, she ate quietly, and lived according to her usual routine.

The study room is very large, and Qianliu of the Zen Academy is always soaked in the pile of books. She has a quiet personality and is quite tolerant of loneliness.

Tired of watching, she got up regularly to move around, and walked around the island when the tide was low—also to observe the nearby terrain and find the possibility of escape. Obviously Gojo Satoru was very thoughtful, and she failed to find any way to escape.

Exercise for half an hour at night, watch a movie before going to bed, and there are many collections of discs in the living room, enough to pass many days.

At this time, Gojo Satoru would come over and hug her—it was useless to struggle anyway, Zenyuan Qianliu let him wrap her around her, and sit in his arms to watch a movie, just like before when the relationship didn't break up.

He trimmed her nails so they were round and flawless, and then applied a layer of shiny nail polish.

One day I had a whim, my wife, shall I do your manicure for you? , So I bought gel polish and a baking lamp the next day... Even the strongest is quite good at this kind of thing.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan didn't bother to resist, it would be better to say that if he resisted, this person would be more motivated, and instead his wish was fulfilled.

She accepted everything she encountered, only refusing his wet, hot kiss, and looked at him coldly without moving until Gojo Satoru stopped his movements obediently, and promised in a hoarse voice: "I won't force you, don't be afraid. "

At this time, he managed to show a restrained and loving look.Even though his breathing was already very hot, and even his blue pupils were stained with a bit of turbid lust—he had indeed endured long enough.

However, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he just kissed her cheek again, and got up to take a bath.

Zenyuan Qianliu didn't feel much, she was tired of this man enough.Gojo Satoru's every kind of flattery was ineffective, and she didn't have Stockholm, and she was imprisoned here for a day, and the disgust would only increase with time, and there was no possibility of relieving it.

Although Gojo Satoru was also well aware of this, he didn't intend to let her go, and accepted all her cold reception.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan could not speak all day under his twittering attack, but could calmly turn the pages of the book, and if the other party covered her eyes, she would close them and take a nap.

"You weren't like this before."

Gojo Satoru was quite aggrieved, as if he was the one who was restricted in his personal freedom, and his tone was tinged with condemnation.

"Talk to me, don't be so indifferent, a word or two is fine..."

"roll……"

"Okay, that's not bad." He rubbed her shoulder, with an undetectable tremor in his tone, and he didn't know who he was asking, "How can we be the same as before?"

I thought that there would be no response, but Qianliu from the Chanyuan suddenly said, "I don't want to."

He whispered, "Why?"

"Even if we go back to the past, it's just going through the process of making up our minds to divorce again. It's very painful, and I don't want to experience it again."

"No, I will cherish you well."

"Do not……"

Zenyuan Qianliu closed the thick book in his hand, the pages were yellowed and had a nice smell of old books.

She thought for a while and said: "I've been thinking about this question these days. The final conclusion is that if I didn't separate from you in the end, it could only be because I unfortunately died before that, and we must not be able to go on. "

"Don't say that."

Gojo Satoru unconsciously folded his arms, strangling her so painfully that even the tone of his voice was extremely gloomy.

It was rare for him to reveal his true emotions, as if he hated this sentence very much, and it took a long time before he regained his composure.

Don't scare her, he thought.

"I didn't do well." He apologized again, "So I will try my best to make up for Qianliu. Everyone makes mistakes. But there should be a chance to be forgiven, right... I will really do my best. remedial."

So Zenyuan Qianliu sneered: "So your way of apologizing is to imprison me."

Wujo Wu didn't feel guilty at all, and said aggrievedly: "I'm afraid that Qianliu will go somewhere I can't find, I'm sorry."

Ah, this is the case again, there is no need for any communication.

The Chanyuan put down the book lazily, took a deep breath, and looked at the sunlight projection on the floor divided by the window lattice in a daze.

Perhaps because of the sudden withdrawal of the drug, my mental state, which was finally good, deteriorated to the extreme, and returned to the previous level of moderate depression. I was depressed, unable to eat, and had no motivation to do anything.

I couldn't concentrate more and more, and I just stared at the pages of the book in a daze all morning, staring at a certain word, as if I wanted to burn it into my mind.

But I feel that it is so strange that I have never learned Japanese before.She wasn't looking at this word either, she just wanted to use the opportunity of staring at it to carry out a grand escape of the soul and fly away from the island.

Since the beginning, Chanyuan Qianliu has seldom had a moment of weakness, because money is truly omnipotent.

Her loneliness and despair are all given by Wujo Wujo. The dilapidated streets and the solitary looking at the lonely moon, the closed automatic sliding door is like a pious palm. She dedicated half of her youth to her lover's dream, so she lost in a mess.

But when she finally wanted to overthrow all of this and let go of the things that caused her pain, Gojo Satoru, like a robber, dragged her back into the endless abyss.

Qianliu of the Chanyuan couldn't help but despair, as if no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.She wants the company of her family and a relaxed and free life. Is this an excessive demand?Is she asking too much?

Why was Gojo Satoru so cruel to her, crushing even such a small wish?

The long-term efforts are not worth mentioning in his eyes, just because he wants to love her, so she can't have anything else.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan began to hate him.

She thought again: "It would be great if I hadn't met him."

……

[Depression value: 94]

【Mood value: 5】

……

Gojo Satoru also began to regret it.

He made this decision out of panic because he didn't want to lose Qianliu.However, when I really shut people by my side, I gradually realized that I made a mistake.

At first, he thought, he can't push people too hard.

After all, Qianliu knew nothing about the reset, and she was indeed hurt by her own feelings;

So as long as Qianliu promises not to leave, he will let her go, and he will sign the divorce agreement as usual—they will start over.

Gojo Satoru has full confidence in this matter. The years he spent with Qianliu accounted for most of his life. He knew this person like he knew another self.

But Wujo Satoru soon discovered that his cognition had seriously deviated.

Qianliu didn't look at him, just regarded him as air.No matter how many words she said, she just looked at him indifferently, and quickly looked away.

She was always distracted, her eyes were fixed on a certain point in the sunlight without really focusing on it, and no matter how fussy Gojo Satoru was, she stopped paying attention.

Thinking of Qianliu who watched him go out with a smile in the past, he was even more depressed.

Qian Liu would not treat him like this, she is gentle and calm, with infinite patience, she will not get angry when she is teased, and she is pretty and cute when she is angry.

His usual coaxing tricks didn't work, and Qianliu seemed to be immune to it—Gojo Satoru refused to admit that he was hated, and he couldn't accept it.

After all, just calling Wujo Satoru by name and surname is enough to make people uncomfortable. She seems to be calling an insignificant stranger without half love, and he can't accept such a gap.

Maybe he made mistakes again and again, and when he hugged her, he felt that it would be good if he continued to make mistakes like this. He has long been unforgivable.

However, he is eager to get more from Qianliu, something that is much simpler than skin-to-skin contact, such as those that used to be—

Crooked his eyes and smiled at him, softly calling him a fool, even if he got angry with red eyes, he would try his best to calm him down.

But Qianliu didn't look at him.Gojo Satoru finally realized belatedly that he seemed to have pushed her further away.

"She doesn't need me, I need her."

After realizing this incident, the cognition is aggravated every day. She can live well without Wujo Wu. She is beautiful, rich, and has many suitors.

The painful and desperate thin girl who was once locked in the confinement room gradually drifted away, the light and shadow changed, time played slowly like a movie, and she grew into a noble and easy-going appearance.

She doesn't need anything, she is willing to give everything, she just wants the love of the Son of God, but now she doesn't even want this——

So the only thing Gojo Satoru could give lost its value.He couldn't help being flustered, the super-level curse spirit only needs to be fired once, but what about Qianliu?What to use to keep her?

In fact, what he should have known a long time ago was not without signs, an uneasy factor that had appeared before he started to reset.

Qianliu's gradually fading smile was a helpless disappointment, and she sighed like you should be busy. Next time, she will make fewer and fewer requests on her own initiative, and she will gradually lose her expectations for him.

What should I do to keep her?Streets with changing seasons, burning sunsets, and shorter and shorter airtime.

Even if the four eyes are facing each other, only silent movies are recorded.This is not something that can be simply summed up in a seven-year itch.

For more than ten years, the love has turned weak when the love is strong, and it is a love that inevitably declines.His heart ached, he didn't dare to look at it.

A conjurer is a person who walks in suffering. Is love also suffering?This is too cruel.

During the 52 fragmented reincarnations, he has been tortured to the bone by the loss of his love;

Finally broke the game, is the beginning of a brand new story, but the achievement of another kind of despair.

Qian Liu said, "It would be great if I didn't know you before."

"I want to divorce you, I don't want to be with you anymore."

"There are so many things about Lan Yinxu, and we are no exception. I won't wait for you any longer."

She turned wedding rings into bills that blow with the wind.

"I said, we're done."

Her words were even cruel.

"If I didn't separate from you in the end, it could only be because I unfortunately died before that, and we must not be able to go on."

It seems that she is not the same person as the girl who prayed to the moon for a long life.

But she is also Qianliu, a Qianliu who was tormented by emotions;

She used to not believe in fate, thinking that falling in love could resist the harm caused by love.But finally, like all young people who used to be pretentious, admit that they are nothing special.

The thick and colorful drama slowly came to an end, and like everything else, love went from gorgeous to dead.

But for the rest of his life after Wujo Wutiao, he thought about how to start again.

Fate seemed to be laughing at him again, it showed its fangs, and spit out a prophetic curse - you are destined to love but not to love.