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"what?"

Qianliu of the Zen Academy was slightly taken aback, and looked up and down at the person in front of him.

Because there were too many inexplicable confessors, she didn't bother to ask each other's origin.But he is not like a junior high school student, and he is even a bit out of tune with the entire peaceful and peaceful Bingsheng.

The shape of the shirt can be seen to be the model of the M family's show this year. The frame of the sunglasses is printed with a luxury brand LOGO. They are well-dressed and very handsome...why do you have a mental illness?

"Literally." Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and pinned it on his neckline, revealing a stunning full-face, "I want to date Qianliu, so please give me a chance."

Rao Qianliu from the Zen Academy was dazzled by his delicate appearance for a while, but he quickly recovered and said coldly: "Sorry, no."

He was not convinced: "Why?"

"Why... because I already have a boyfriend."

Although it is an excuse to prevaricate him.

"It's fine if we break up."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan smiled: "...?"

"Tsk..." He was a little unhappy, "Who is it?"

Several names flashed in Zenyuan Qianliu's mind in an instant, and it was enough to prevaricate a strange boy.Under the persistent gaze of the other party, she sighed and decided not to drag others into the water.

"It has nothing to do with you, classmate Wutiao." Qianliu of the Chanyuan said coldly, "Aren't you a student of Bingsheng Middle School? Please leave the school immediately, or I will notify the discipline committee."

"Oh..." Five Wuwu retracted his legs and made way for her, but continued to ask, "Do you really have a boyfriend?"

He didn't respond to the Disciplinary Committee, apparently he had never heard of Chairman Hibari's name, it seemed that he was not familiar with Namori Town before, so he should be from downtown Tokyo.

"Um……"

Zenyuan Qianliu unpacked the painting materials, arranged the newly purchased gouache paints and brushes neatly on the table, and glanced at him, "Are you still leaving?"

Gojo Satoru was curled up on the chair, staring at her profile with his chin resting on one hand.

"I don't want to go..." he said frankly, "I want to stay with you. Speaking of which, haven't you seen a man who looks like me before?"

Chanyuan Qianliu paused for a moment, bowed his head and said, "No."

She was a little curious about the amount of information in Wutiao Wutiao, but she subconsciously denied it.

The current life was satisfactory enough, and she didn't want to take the initiative to get involved in something that sounded outlandish.

The impression that Mr. Wutiao left on her was not bad, so she couldn't hate this Mr. Wutiao who was like a dog's skin plaster. chat.

"Hey... have you left the Chanyuan home since you were very young, then do you know Fu Heisher?"

"Haven't heard of it."

"That's good..." He seemed to sigh, as if he had survived a catastrophe, "I was afraid that you would blame me..."

Gojo Satoru thought for a while, and then asked, "Do you want to meet your family?"

"No..." Zenyuan Qianliu categorically denied, "When they abandoned me, I have nothing to do with my relatives in the sense of blood."

In fact, he was referring to Fu Heihui, but seeing her a little unhappy, Gojo Satoru decisively changed the subject.

They chatted on and off for a long time, until the bell rang to signify the end of the lunch break, and Qianliu from the Chanyuan was going to take over as a substitute teacher, and Gojo Satoru reluctantly left the office—but he still couldn't get the contact information.

I don't think it's strange, it's better to say that Gojo Satoru didn't expect to get the contact information at all when we met for the first time.

After all, she was Qianliu from the Buddhist monastery, and she had been with the other Qianliu day and night for a few months, but she didn't really take him to heart.

Even if he is ten years younger, he is still stubborn, like the most difficult character in a love game.

He always wants the best, so he is not afraid of a little twists and turns in the process.

"It's really difficult." Gojo Satoru kicked the stones on the campus path, thinking, "Why don't you ask Nitro?"

So he started to call Jiarui Glass, and was hung up three times in a row, and the other party finally got through, with a rather impatient tone: "Gojo Satoru, you'd better not tell me about your destined wife."

"Hey? But apart from her, I don't have anything important to do recently. Help me."

Jia Ruozi took a deep breath and gritted his teeth: "Did you listen to the idea I gave you? Get to know and pursue step by step, and find a way to meet by chance first. You must go directly to their school to seek friendship, right?"

"Hey, how do you know? This is called going straight to the point. I have my own ideas..."

Jia Ruozi said coldly, "Get lost."

The call ended on the screen of the mobile phone, and Gojo Wu opened the address book, subconsciously wanting to complain to Xia Youjie.However, as soon as he pulled down the communication list, he suddenly put away the smile on his lips.

……

The daily life of Qianliu in the Chanyuan is very relaxed. He substitutes for one or two classes every day, sits in the office and turns on the computer to watch the market.

Her adoptive mother was frail and suffering from chronic illnesses, which made Qianliu of the Chanyuan determined to make a lot of money at a young age and provide her adoptive mother with the best medical care and living conditions.

According to the expectations of this traditional Japanese woman, she found a stable and decent job as a teacher in Bingsheng Middle School. Unfortunately, money is powerless in the face of life and death, and her adoptive mother passed away two years ago.

Since then, Zenyuan Qianliu has lived alone, and her days are as calm and peaceful as this small town. The most noisy people are just a few restless teenagers in the neighbor Sawada house...

She closed the computer and walked along the flower path to the main road leading to the school gate.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan nodded: "Good afternoon, Mr. Skylark."

Skylark glanced at her, and was not surprised by her skipping work, but she didn't turn her head away as usual, and asked, "Did you see any suspicious people this afternoon?"

I saw it, very suspicious, a little sick, and almost notified the Disciplinary Committee.

Qianliu of the Chanyuan did not change his face, showing just the right doubts: "No, what happened?"

"nothing……"

After leaving this sentence, Skylark turned and left.

Qianliu Shi of the Zen Academy left, walked to a coffee shop about 500 meters away from the school gate, greeted the female staff, sat on the sofa by the window and tapped on the computer, looking out from time to time.

"Are you waiting for that handsome guy to come?" The female employee joked, "It's rare to see you distracted."

"Don't talk nonsense..."

Zenyuan Qianliu stiffened his mouth, but he did not deny his expectation, and muttered with his chin propped up, "Will he come?"

What is the relationship between him and the boy with the same name and surname that he met at school in the afternoon?

……

On the day when I met Gojo Satoru for the first time, the coffee shop was about to close, and the whole town was soaked in a sea of ​​orange light at the time of the magic at dusk.

The slender man pushed open the store door, and the wind chimes rang twice. The female clerk who was counting money at the counter didn't even raise her head: "Sorry, we're closing, we won't be entertaining you."

Zenyuan Qianliu glanced at him, then his gaze froze for a while, and the other party also stared at her motionlessly.

Snow silver hair was dyed with the warm orange of the setting sun, and his blue eyes were full of nostalgia and nostalgia that could overturn the world, but the look he gave was very light, as if he was afraid of scaring her.

"Sorry, but I'd love to drink something."

When he said these words, his eyes were locked on Qianliu of the Chanyuan, "Is that okay? I won't stay for too long."

The female clerk looked at Qianliu from the Chanyuan with some embarrassment: "Well..."

"Yes..." She lowered her head, "The hourly wage for overtime work is double the normal hourly rate."

The female clerk smiled and handed over a menu: "Please order, sir."

Gojo Satoru casually flipped through two pages: "Is this lady your boss?"

"Um……"

So he ordered a hazelnut latte, walked around, bragged about the elegant decoration of the coffee shop without any trace, and made a simple evaluation of the few treasures displayed in the display cabinet.Then naturally sat across from Qianliu in the Buddhist monastery, and started talking with her.

He said his name was Gojo Satoru, and he was currently a freelancer, and asked her what book she was reading.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan held up the back of the book and showed it to him: "The Moon and Sixpence", the original English edition.

"Chasing your dreams is chasing your own doom." His eyesight was clearly good. "You think so too?"

Chanyuan Qianliu paused, smiled, and said honestly, "I don't know."

"I don't quite understand the choice of the male protagonist, abandoning his wife, family and friends, and valuable things that are measured by secular meanings, chasing so-called dreams and a more thrilling life... But I am a vulgar businessman, and I don't do business at a loss .”

Gojo Satoru also laughed: "Then if one day, for someone, you give up some more worthwhile things in the universal sense, such as money and time, will you look down on yourself?"

"My first reaction was that it was impossible."

Zenyuan Qianliu was in a good mood that day, so I don't mind chatting with him about some silly questions for a while, "But if there is such a day, I think..."

She closed the book and raised her eyes to meet his; "My choices are all valuable, which means that person is worth it."

The corners of Wujo Satoru's lips twitched slightly, and a smile gathered, his snow-colored eyelashes seemed to melt ice and snow. He seemed to want to say something, but he restrained himself, and just looked at her gently.

The two sat at a round table for a long time without saying a word. She was reading a book, and Gojo Satoru did not speak, and used his eyes to describe her quiet outline.

As he left, he said, "Nice to meet you."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan was a little blunt: "I think your wife might not be happy to hear that."

If Wujo Wujo felt something, he raised his left hand, and the broken diamonds on the platinum ring split into tiny and dazzling lights.

He smiled suddenly, and gently touched the ring with his lips, so tenderly that it made Chanyuan Qianliu's fingers feel hot.

"Hmm..." He rolled his eyes and smiled subtly, "She's quite unhappy right now."

……

The gentleman came again, ordered lattes and desserts at the counter, and then went straight to the table where she was.

Zenyuan Qianliu noticed that he was quite addicted to sweets. Even if he ordered a latte with sugar and milk, he only tasted a few sips, but he would finish the sweets without leaving anything.

Gojo Satoru stared at her for a while, and suddenly showed a bit of displeasure, as if the house cat smelled other cats on its owner.

However, after all, he is an adult who can do things with ease, so he quickly restrained his emotions and chatted casually with Qianliu from the Buddhist monastery.

Qianliu from the Chanyuan was also a little absent-minded. She wanted to ask the other party if he knew the boy in the afternoon. Out of a certain alertness to troublesome things, the question rolled back and forth on the tip of her tongue a few times, but she couldn't utter it.

Gojo Satoru is a handsome and attractive adult man, occasionally naughty, but not annoying.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he seems to know his preferences like the back of his hand, and every time he comes to the store, he will bring some small gifts that are not too expensive, but very desirable.

He never presumptuously behaved or spoke, and showed concern and consideration everywhere, but he kept silent about his wife.

Every time he mentioned it, he would just stare at Qianliu of the Chanyuan with a half-smile, his eyes loving and gentle, which made her feel embarrassed to continue asking.

He is powerful, uniquely powerful in the world, and his whereabouts are erratic.

It is impossible for Qianliu of the Zen Academy to have an affair with a man who is suspected of having a family, and the communication between the two is only a superficial chat.

It seems that Gojo Satoru came to her just to say something boring, took the opportunity to sit opposite her for a while, and left in a hurry without warning the next time.

"I always feel that Qianliu is absent-minded today." He asked, "Is there anything bothering you?"

"Yes, but..."

Thousands of streams in the Buddhist temple hesitate to speak.

What? But Gojo Satoru froze, and looked interested, "Tell me, I'm a very reliable adult, and I'll help you solve it easily."

"No, this matter." Qianliu of the Zen Academy organized his words and asked cautiously, "Mr. Wutiao, do you have any relatives who look like you? Male."

He replied briskly: "No, I am the only son. There is no other handsome man like me in the world."

Qianliu from the Zen Academy: "..."

So narcissistic...

"Ah, it's also possible." Gojo Gojo paused, and thoughtfully, "Did you see a young man who looks very similar to me, about seventeen or eighteen years old?"

Zenyuan Qianliu nodded and asked curiously, "Is that your younger brother?"

"No...ah, yes."

Gojo Goto said categorically: "He's sick, don't take anything seriously, if you want to harass you, just contact me for help."

Qianliu from the Chanyuan murmured: "Oh...Actually, he confessed to me this afternoon..."

He sneered: "Don't pay attention to him."