After raising the strongest magician, I died and escaped

"I caught you."

——The words were extremely vicious.

The voice was hoarse, both familiar and unfamiliar to him, and the last word at the end of the sentence, like blood and flesh, burst out from the tip of his tongue, sticking to his indomitable love, and hit Kazuki Matsushiro's chest hysterically superior.

He was hit backwards, almost speechless.

At this moment, he heard the sound of his heart beating uncontrollably and gradually accelerating, as fast as if it was about to pop out of his chest in the next second, and flew happily to Gojo Satoru.

In a trance, something hot and thick flowed quickly through his limbs and bones along with the beating of his heart, making him tremble uncontrollably.

Kazuki Matsushiro opened his mouth, his back teeth trembled violently, and even his vocal cords couldn't stop tightening, countless emotions surged up, making him unable to speak a word.

All senses were disabled at this moment, only the corner of the mandible that touched Gojo Satoru's skin was burning hot.

It was as if with the appearance of Gojo Satoru, his whole body was out of control.

He was covered in blood and dust, and there was no trace of Wujo Wu he was familiar with in the past.The degree of injury was especially severe on the chest, where the biggest wound came from.

Drenched with blood, he just stood in front of Kazuki Matsushiro, as if his heart was about to be cut out for him to see.

Kazuki Matsushiro had a sore nose, his already chaotic brain automatically ignored all the irrationality, and instinctively wanted to take a closer look at his wound.

But Gojo Satoru couldn't refuse and tightened his jaw tightly.

He misjudged Matsushiro Kazuki's lowering of his head as a signal to escape.

The expression on his face was abnormal, even the expression in his eyes was abnormal. The decision he made at this time was not so much impulsive as it came from his heart.

He didn't wait for Kazuki Matsushiro to break free from his embrace, and kissed him again involuntarily.

There was no resistance to the kiss this time.

The moment his lips and teeth were about to meet, Matsushiro Kazuki almost lost all his ability to think, and just let Gojo Satoru approach with wounds all over his body.

But one step ahead of the smell of blood was a familiar embrace and a straight-forward, aggrieved, hysterical kiss.

It's hysterical like wanting to make up for the lost ten years in one go.

Lips and teeth intertwined, with an aura that belonged exclusively to him, entangled all the unspeakable words of Matsushiro Kazuki into this stumbling kiss.

Matsushiro Kazuki's involuntary trembling, nearly aphasic loss of control, and countless emotions surging in his mind, were miraculously soothed in this ungentle kiss.

But seriously, Gojo Satoru sucks at kissing.

Really sucks.

Especially in such a situation where he is neither calm nor rational, it is more appropriate to describe it as confinement and catharsis rather than kissing.

He clasped Kazuki Matsushiro's chin, not so much because he acted fiercely, but because he was afraid that he would run away or dodge again.

Gojo Satoru didn't have the lingering and tiredness that kissing should have. It was like fighting in a siege, messing with Kazuki Matsushiro's lips, teeth, and entanglement.In the middle of the kiss, he turned to rub the corners of his mouth with the tip of his teeth angrily, Kazuki Matsushiro couldn't help but rub the tip of his tongue against the corner of his mouth, and he continued even harder.

This is not a kiss, it is a punishment.

The soreness in Matsushiro Kazuki's nasal cavity was really going to turn into a precursor to physiological tears under this rampant action.

Let him continue to kiss like this, and tomorrow he will choose between mouth ulcers and getting angry at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, according to conventional logic, if Matsushiro Kazuki wants to tell the world what happened just now with a red corner of his mouth after the kiss, he should try his best to appease Gojo Satoru who is leading the mood is not right That's right.

Unfortunately, Kazuki Matsushiro was also the first kiss.

But fortunately, Matsushiro Kazuki with complicated thoughts has at least a little theoretical knowledge or means of appeasement compared to Gojo Satoru who has lost his mind.

He wrapped his arms around Wu Tiaowu's neck, and actively pushed his lips and tongue upwards. The fingers resting on the back of his head were long and slender, with well-proportioned phalanges, like a beautiful painting.

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment.

He paused for several seconds, as if he had never imagined that he would get such a proactive response from him, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

The madness and distortion that had filled his head a few minutes ago vanished in an instant, replaced by something that slowly smelt of calm.

And the source of the smell is now pecking and kissing the corner of his mouth bit by bit, his eyes are half closed, the eyelashes are obediently placed under the eyelids, and the ends of the eyes are a little dazzling red.Under the bright light, it is moist and inviting.

In fact, logically speaking, this was the first time they met.

For the first time, he saw Matsushiro Kazuki who no longer put any concealment in front of him.

Compared with the "temperament" or "feeling" used to recognize him in the past, only when he really saw Matsushiro Kazuki did these illusory things have a place.

It was like a ship that had been drifting in the boundless ocean for a long time suddenly saw the outline of the land.

Matsushiro Kazuki's face, which is still beautiful under the light of death, even when doing this kind of action, is like a delicate and detailed painting.

"Well, you caught me," the voice was also delicate and detailed, with an upturned ending.

He took Gojo Satoru's hand off his chin and interlocked his fingers: "This way I won't run away."

I don't know whether this sentence is addressed to Gojo Satoru or to himself.

The rationality deep in his brain told him that all this was unreasonable, but emotion was better than reason.He couldn't say no to Wujo Wujo, at least Wujo Wujo who was dripping with blood.

He even put all his heart and eyes on Gojo Satoru, not asking the other three people in this room to verify the authenticity of the person in front of him.

If it was at the moment of the world's destruction, his brain domain, which had some problems, finally broke down, creating an illusion for its owner that he most wanted to appear in his heart.

He also admitted.

And it's not so much that Gojo Satoru was soothed by him, it's better to say that his brain, which has been boiling since he left the mission world, was soothed by Gojo Satoru's appearance.

At this moment, he actually felt more relaxed than ever before.

With his spirit finally stabilized a bit, Kazuki Matsushiro finally found a chance to take a look at Gojo Satoru's injury.

He looked at the torn wounds and bruises all over Wujo Wu's body, and the hand he shook with him tightened: "Why don't you use the reversal technique?"

If it was his wishful thinking, then what he wanted to see from the bottom of his heart probably wouldn't be such a five-job enlightenment.

Or, he subconsciously knew that he couldn't refuse a wounded Gojo Satoru, so...

Before half of the messy thoughts had passed, Kazuki Matsushiro suddenly felt a weight in his hand, and Gojo Satoru, who had been fine for a second, suddenly fell straight into his arms.

Then it gradually returned to the surrounding environment in his ears and vision in a mess.

The loud siren, the electronic sound of APTX4869, the voice of Abba Abba, the logistics team leader, and the trembling voice of the logistics team staff: "Where did this person come from... It looks very dangerous, team leader, do we have to?" Notify the security???"

APTX4869's electronic voice was also trembling: "Notify the security, this is the family member of the employee."

"Family?" The logistics team leader spoke as if sleepwalking, "What family? Whose family?"

APTX4869 was also in a trance: "Kazuki Matsushiro's son... Bah, he's dating."

Matsushiro Kazuki staggered a few steps backwards holding Gojo Satoru who suddenly lost his strength and fell down. His whole back hit the wall and borrowed some strength to stand still. The smell of blood rushed straight into his nostrils.

There was mist in front of him, and he couldn't see clearly, he could only vaguely listen to the back and forth of the logistics team leader still talking to APTX4869.

"My son has changed, Xing." The logistics team leader looked at Matsushiro Kazuki and Gojo Satoru, his pupils trembled and his brain also trembled. He probably didn't know what he was talking about. "I said he should take the plane ticket from the headquarters to Hawaii. , go abroad to avoid the limelight."

APTX4869, a leader, also followed him in nonsense: "No way, that's an absconded person."

"Yes... yes," the logistics team leader replied in confusion, "If you have a criminal record, your child will not be able to take the public examination."

Follow where.

It was like redemption that the usual messy conversations rushed into Kazuki Matsushiro's ears.

If it's not that everyone went crazy together, then Gojo Satoru did appear in the real world.

"Help me," he closed his eyes, and with great effort moved Gojo Satoru in his arms to a position where he would not press on the wound, and said to the logistics team leader, "Call 120."

"120... What kind of illness do you call 120?" The logistics team leader was in a daze.

"Trauma," he briefly estimated Gojo Satoru's condition, "excessive blood loss, chest laceration."

The logistics team leader stumbled and finished the phone call, and then sighed with a blank face: "This is over."

The good news of the headquarters does not go out, and the bad news spreads for thousands of miles. When the ambulance comes later, how can I explain to the director that such a large living person suddenly appeared in their headquarters and suffered such serious injuries.

"I want to say that he suddenly appeared in the room and suddenly kissed my buddy." His mind was in a state of confusion, "Will the doctor and the General Administration believe it?"

"Yes," APTX4869 said electronically next to him, "I will arrange a bed next to Kazuki Matsushiro's brain department inpatient department."

"At that time, one of you will be exhausted, and the other will be paranoid." It slowly looked at the surveillance camera in the corner of the room, thinking that it would have to deal with the video later. "When you are in the hospital, you can play cards together."

The head of the logistics team was in a mess, and he actually answered: "Doudizhu needs at least three people."

APTX4869 Youyou: "Then there is Wujo Wu."

Downstairs came the characteristic siren of an ambulance.

Well-trained nurses immediately pushed Gojo Satoru down with a stretcher, and the logistics team leader followed behind. Aba suddenly grabbed Matsushiro's arm when the door was about to close for a long time.

"Matsushiro." He looked complicated, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

"I..." He was stuck for a while, "I will go to the hospital to go through the formalities later."

He glanced at Gojo Satoru and then at Matsushiro Kazuki: "He..."

"Is he a black household?" The logistics team leader's voice trembled.