I got the BE script and got entangled by my ex-boyfriends

Things, especially in the first or second year of high school, I almost don't remember them before dating. "

Jia Ruozi was silent for a while, "...Are you sure it's because of your memory problem, not because you forgot yourself?"

Gojo Satoru was annoyed, "Of course it's a memory problem, how could I forget it."

"Okay." Jia Ruozi didn't want to argue with him, she wanted to sleep, "but since you've already called me, I don't mind telling you some things, such as the first year of junior high school, Qianxia is taciturn and has no sense of presence. You Didn’t he also tell Jie and me that it seems difficult to find a boyfriend for Qianxia’s personality, and ask Jie if he wants to do kind things and be Qianxia’s boyfriend.”

"How about it, do you have any impression?"

Gojo Satoru was stunned when he heard that.

It seems that there is such a thing.

"Uh, that's when we haven't gotten to know each other." Gojo Satoru moved his mouth, but he could only spit out this sentence, because he had indeed forgotten, but it was true.

Jia Ruozi yawned, hearing the rare depression over there, she smiled, "I have taken Qian Xia to do several missions, why don't you say you are not familiar with it?"

Gojo Satoru fell silent in a daze. He lay down slowly, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, and he didn't move for a long time.

Jia Ruozi yawned while pinching the phone, listening to the steady breathing on the other end of the phone, and counted 30 seconds.

"Can you cure memory problems?" Gojo Satoru's voice came slowly.

"...I can open your head to see if your strongest brain has been tampered with." Jia Ruozi's voice was unhurried, with a hint of mockery, "Maybe it can be cured, but if it is You forgot it yourself, my inversion technique can’t cure it.”

Gojo Satoru laughed, "I will never forget, how could I forget Qianxia."

"Then let's treat it as a memory problem." Jiarui Glass smiled, "Actually, when Yidizhi sent me a message at the beginning, I thought about whether I should tell you, and then I thought, I still want to let you know. And it's just counting I won't tell you, sooner or later you will find that Qianxia is back. The most important thing is that you have to pay for the sins you have done yourself."

"Wait! You said Yizhi!" Gojo Satoru keenly grasped the point that was not the point.

"It was Yidizhi who found out that Qianxia was working in the teak forest and sent me a message."

"He didn't tell me immediately!" Wujo Wujo gritted his teeth.

"Well, because you, a senior, usually only bully him."

Before Gojo Satoru could reply, Jia Ruozi hung up the phone.She put the phone next to the pillow, thinking of the upset Gojo Satoru, and couldn't help laughing.

Jiarui Nizi and the other three were students of the same grade. Until the fifth year of high school, only she and Gojo Satoru were left. Xia Youjie in the third grade defected, and Xia Yuecheng Qianxia disappeared in the early fifth grade.

Five years of youth, fragmented.

She always remembers those three years, hot and bright, although noisy and silly, it was the brightest youth of the four of them.

……

Ichigo!

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and was about to dial Yizhizhi's number, but he endured at the last moment.

Gojo Satoru held the phone and suddenly let out a low laugh. He curled the corners of his lips, looking in a good mood.

Gojo Satoru: I already know the matter, I will give you a few days to survive.

The social animal who was catching up on the work report stood up abruptly from the chair, and Yi Dizhi didn't dare to breathe, staring at the text message in the phone with wide eyes.

Gojo Satoru sent him a death threat!

What does he know?

Yi Dizhi was flustered and dazed, and couldn't remember how he had offended Wujo Satoru recently.

Yi Dizhi suddenly felt cold all over, he tremblingly wanted to reply a text message, but he believed that Quiet as a chicken might still survive, if he replied the text message, Wu Tiao Wu might kill him in a blink of an eye!

Speaking of which, what did Wujo Satoru know?

Tomorrow's report will not be handed in!

Yiji Jiegao: Mask of Pain.

……

Because Yidi knows.

Gojo Satoru's dull mood turned slightly.

He lay flat on the bed, staring absently at the ceiling.

Gojo Satoru himself doesn't agree with him forgetting Chinatsu.He couldn't remember it, but it was just because he had forgotten it, which is not realistic. Wujo Satoru himself firmly believed that there was a problem with his memory.

Although... maybe he did not care much about Qian Xia in the first and second grades of high school, but it is not enough to completely forget the past two years.

From the perspective of a bystander, Jiarui Glass, since she can say such a thing, he may have really done some bad things when he was in high school, which broke Qianxia's heart.

Gojo Satoru turned over, lying on the bed, looking sideways at the floor-to-ceiling curtains.

His eyes were calm and absent-minded, and he didn't seem to be bothered by this matter at all.On the contrary, Gojo Satoru was terribly troubled.

He reached for his phone and dialed a number.

"Mr. Gojo." Sato's voice was very soft, "Mr. Gojo, why did you call so late. Tsurumaru has already fallen asleep, what can you do?"

"...If you want to talk to him, since you are already asleep, I won't bother you."

Gojo Satoru's voice didn't sound different from usual, and Sato only met him twice, so it's not surprising that he couldn't tell that he was in a calm mood.She pinched the phone and glanced at the bedroom, "Mr. Gojo, please don't hang up... I actually wanted to ask you a long time ago, you and Qianxia..."

"It's my fault." Gojo Satoru admitted without any hesitation, "I broke her heart."

Sato fell silent.

"Thank you for taking care of her during this time. When the matter is resolved, I will pay you another thank you fee."

Before Sato could reply, the call was hung up, she sighed, went back to Tsurumaru's room softly, and put the phone on the plush toy on the bedside table.

She pulled the quilt for the sleeping Bai Tuanzi, closed the door and came out.

Sato had stood by Tsukishiro Chika from the beginning, and she still thought that if one day the scumbag found him, she might drive him out with a broom.Today, she asked the shop assistants a lot about Gojo Satoru.

At this moment she had an idea.

There may be misunderstandings and conflicts between Tsukishiro Chinatsu and Gojo Satoru. Whether they can be resolved depends on the parties involved. She is just an outsider and is not qualified to participate.

This idea, in Gojo Satoru's sincere voice of admitting his mistake, was thoroughly implemented.

……

Gojo Satoru threw the phone beside the bed.

Tsurumaru was following her, so he probably knew something.

Call again tomorrow and ask.

***

At eight o'clock in the morning, Yuecheng Qianxia opened the door.

Gojo Satoru was wearing a casual jacket, walking down the corridor with some hot breakfast, and greeted her with a bright face, "Hi, Qianxia, ​​I bought breakfast, let's see if you like it."

It was as if yesterday's unpleasant incident never existed.

"I found a food street not far away."

He stood beside her, with the refreshing scent of shampoo mixed with the sweetness of soft cream, accompanied by Gojo Satoru's joyful tone, he showed her the treasure he begged for intimately, "It's glutinous rice balls! It's not the usual balls, shop Let’s talk about this Chinese delicacy, I ordered black sesame and peanut fillings, how about it, do you smell the aroma.”

19. Chapter 19 Cats and cats

I got the BE script and got entangled by my ex-boyfriends

by heavy string

Jinjiang Literature City alone

Wujo Satoru is trying to please others, but this kindness is too natural.

"And this one, glutinous rice balls, very fragrant and sweet. I just tasted one and fell in love with it."

Yuecheng Qianxia raised her head, expressionless, but not indifferent, just calm and emotionless.Because she talked about it yesterday, she has no psychological burden now, and just treats it as a matter of business.

Gojo Satoru's breath stopped for a moment, and the azure eyes covered by all-black sunglasses contained soft and sweet feelings. He lowered his head and stared at Tsukishiro Chinatsu, with white hair on the black frame of the glasses.

"Let's eat together. Only when we are full will we be motivated to solve the incident."

There are sweet bubbles at the end.

Soft, sweet and lovely.

There is simply no way to say no.

Yuecheng Qianxia stared at him, fell silent, and could intuitively feel the intimacy overflowing from him.

If he were a cat, it would be the kind of long-haired white cat that is particularly clingy and coquettish.

Yuecheng Qianxia sighed inwardly, opened the door, and said calmly, "Come in."

Gojo Satoru gave a triumphant smile from behind.

Breakfast was very quiet, Tsukishiro Chika did not make any remarks.

Gojo Satoru sat across from her, on the table was an idol magazine with the cover of Tsukimiya Ringo.

He didn't dare to speak, and didn't dare to stare at her too much. He pretended to inadvertently avert his eyes several times, looking at her hands, then the outline of her chin, and the hair falling on her shoulders...

The cat is haunted.

Tsukishiro Qianxia didn't expect Gojo Satoru to be so careful.

For a while, she couldn't tell what it was like, but she didn't want Gojo Satoru to live like this...

Yuecheng Qianxia took a slight breath, gently pinched the edge of the spoon with her fingertips, raised her eyes and looked at him, "Are you tired recently?"

Gojo Satoru didn't expect Qianxia to take the initiative to talk to him, he was a little surprised, and his heart filled with joy.

He restrained the corners of his lips that were about to rise, and pretended to be pitiful, but he didn't want to offend her. In short, he grasped the speed very well, and the tone of grievance was also well grasped. He was reprimanded by the old man Leyansi of the Kyoto school, and then he was reprimanded by the night moth principal."

"Counting it all together, I didn't sleep almost all night."

"……what have you done."

"It's nothing." Wujo Gou leaned on his chin and said as a matter of course