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

, At the same time, he also has a very sweet and sweet smell, as if he has entered the world of desserts unexpectedly, with a snow-white cat wrapped around his feet, who can act coquettishly, be cute, and show you all his good intentions.

I just hope that you can squat down, touch his head, and don't refuse his approach, he will open his white belly for you to rub.

She has a sense of distance that is neither far nor near. If you can't grasp it, she will leave you in the next second. This kind of headache makes Gojo Satoru feel very bad.

There were dark clouds floating low outside the window, blocking the light that was not much, and the air became low and dense.

Her heart skipped a beat, and the hand that was flipping through the magazine froze slightly, pinching the corner imperceptibly.

As the pages of the book turned, she lowered her eyes and frowned slightly, the calm eyes contained the rising sea.

Gojo Satoru gently circled her, and before she could react, he put his chin on her shoulder and leaned towards her gently. In an instant, the sweet breath accompanied by the man's scorching breath passed by her ears.

"Just for a while..." Like a poor cat, "Let me hold you for a while..."

He tightened his strength a little, but other than that, he didn't move much.

He just hugged her, resting his chin on her shoulder, his fluffy hair brushing against her side face, like a quiet and aggrieved cat who just wanted to nest in the arms of its owner and seek comfort.

Yuecheng Qianxia's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't push him away cruelly.

In the afternoon, she went back to her room to sleep. In just one hour, she had a weird but real dream.

I stepped on the ruined land of Shibuya, surrounded by endless blood stains, crying and screaming in my ears and far away, I walked down a flight of stairs, Xia Youjie walked in front of me, wearing a robe The man didn't see me.

I tried to shout, but the other party didn't respond, so I wanted to ask what happened.

I followed him and walked a long way, but I couldn't keep up with him.

I seem to belong to this world, and I seem to be stripped out of this world.

"Jay... wait..."

I saw Gojo Satoru, a large number of sluggish people and curse spirits, with blood on the soles of my feet, and I followed Jie's pace.

Is there infinite space? Not exactly, it's only about 0.2 seconds.

Even though I was anxious in my heart, chasing Xia Youjie all the way, calling his name, the people in front couldn't stop, and there was an invisible barrier between me and him, the road was unimpeded, and I always Can't get past him.

I seem to know that I am dreaming, but it is not like a dream at all.

I can feel the mantra all over the sky, step on the fresh blood, smell the blood, and feel the weird and dangerous Shibuya Station.

"Prison gate border, open the door."

My fingers passed through the corners of the crowd's clothes. In order to verify where I was, I suddenly heard Xia Youjie's gentle voice, and I looked over.

What it is?

Wait, I read it in the book, Prison Gate Border!

"Hi, Wu."

Gojo Wu's eyes fell on Xia Youjie in shock. I don't know what he was thinking of, but I saw his extremely inconceivable and calm expression.

I can't express my current mood, I'm like a bystander, I can only stand behind Xia Youjie, watching Gojo Wu steadfastly.

I'm dreaming, so I can't interfere with everything in the dream, the powerless frustration spreads from my heart, no one can see me, I want to pull Wujo Wu away, but I can only stop ten steps behind Xia Youjie.

I can only watch helplessly, powerless.

I couldn't do anything, and the realization made me feel breathless.

I really want to cry, why can't I do anything, listening to the conversation between the two of them, the vague sense of powerlessness blurred my vision.

The moment I lowered my eyes, I felt a sudden gaze cast over me. I raised my face in astonishment, and met Gojo Satoru's gaze in the blurred tears.

Gojo Satoru stared at the empty place, he seemed to notice something, there was a nostalgic smile in his blue eyes, and he moved his lips.

"Qianxia."

Xia Youjie tilted his head and laughed, "She... died ten years ago!"

"To shut up!"

"Who are you!"

I am not dead... I took a step forward, but suddenly woke up from my dream.

Tsukishiro Qianxia clutched her rapidly beating heart, lying on the head of the bed panting heavily, every breath would cause her heart to ache.

It was too real, too sad, she wiped her face indiscriminately, touching the warm tears.

She couldn't describe what it felt like, everything was too real, and that too real sense of powerlessness was still sweeping over her. She was clearly right in front of her eyes and could prevent Gojo Satoru from being sealed, but she still couldn't reach him.

What happened in Shibuya and what happened to Jay.

What is this dream?

These unexplainable questions were nothing compared to her heart throbbing, her body was shaking with sadness, and her whole body was in pain, so painful that she could only shed tears helplessly.

She lay powerlessly on the side of the bed, buried herself in the darkness, and closed her eyes for a long time before she felt that her body had recovered a little, and there were no more subtle pains spreading from her body.

……

She was held in Gojo Satoru's arms, recalling the dream.

That sense of helplessness left her in a lingering fear. She saw Gojo Gojo's shock and nostalgia. She felt that he was so lonely... Maybe it was her subjective consciousness that was at work. lonely.

She was out of breath, unable to push his approach away.

Wujo Wuan hugged her quietly, a strong sense of loneliness and a peaceful desire to possess her surrounded her.

No one speaks.

Gojo Satoru's breath was light and warm, hitting her collarbone, he hugged her quietly, and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

Vulnerable, longing for comfort.

But as long as you hold her, her presence is enough.

He sighed deeply, "Qianxia..."

"Ah."

After a long time, he made a deep, trembling voice, "I'm sorry..."

She froze slightly, stretched out a finger, and caught a round drop of water.

Gojo Satoru, crying.

60.Chapter 60 collapsed character design

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

by heavy string

Jinjiang Literature City alone

Yuecheng Qianxia stared at the crystal clear water drops on her fingertips, and felt her brain crash for a moment.

He cried?

Help--

She suddenly couldn't understand this sudden change.

The invincible Gojo Satoru actually cries?

But the reality is that he is just buried on her shoulder, like a frightened and wronged kitten, the strength of tightening his arms trembles slightly, and the tears she shed stay on her collarbone.

"What’s wrong with you……"

She became unable to speak in an instant, and even overlapped with the Gojo Satoru who was about to be sealed in the dream. It was strange that she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality again.Let all her resistance turn into intolerance in these moments.

Of course, she didn't think Wutiao Satoru in the dream would cry. He obviously had a lot to question with Xia Youjie. Maybe he was more angry at being tricked by Xia Youjie than the empty memories.

"It's okay, don't worry about me."

Gojo Satoru's voice was hoarse and ambiguous, he rolled his Adam's apple, bit the corner of his lips, and made a small sobbing sound, he didn't want her to find him crying, but the water in his eyes still gushed out uncontrollably.

Gojo Satoru doesn't remember that he cried, except when he was a child, he doesn't remember when he cried, the word crying in a low voice will never happen to him.

But now, he hugged Qianxia, ​​and he was so sad that he couldn't help crying.

The voice that I tried to suppress became whimpering and intermittent.

No matter how you cover it up, you will still be discovered.

He needs an outlet for his emotions, but not crying out in such a shameful way!

"...Well, are you okay?"

After a while, she looked up at the ceiling, hesitated for a moment, raised her hand and rubbed his fluffy hair.

Gojo Satoru sniffed and said in a muffled voice, "It's okay..."

It is impossible to say that the heart is not touched and shocked. Is this Wujo Wu? How could Wujo Wu cry like this? !Besides, you're almost a 25-year-old man. It's not that men can't cry, it's just that the act of crying is particularly outrageous for Gojo Satoru.

Listening to him crying for almost 10 minutes now, although it has stopped now... But maintaining this posture is really tiring, and the neck is wet, sticky and hot... It's summer now, let's not talk about it Sticking together, just because of the scratching of the neck, I want her to take a bath quickly.

"Oh, it's fine..." She paused, sighed, and said calmly, "Why don't you wipe your face first."

He didn't speak, the heat spread on his neck, Yuecheng Qianxia gently pushed his head, and said: "It's on me."

Gojo Satoru sniffed and blinked his red eyes from crying.

"Snot and tears." She pushed his head again, her fingers stuck into the fluffy white hair, and her fingertips were wrapped around the hair, which was slightly cool.

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his ears were all red. He froze for 30 seconds, and she could clearly feel Gojo Satoru's cheeks burning rapidly on her shoulders.He panicked, but he couldn't be completely panicked. He straightened up, his voice was hoarse, "Yes, I'm sorry..." He let go of his hand, took out a few paper towels at the end of the bed with sharp eyes, and wiped her water-stained face. Neck, coughing softly, trying to restore the original voice, "Go and take a bath."

Yuecheng Qianxia pulled the tissue out of his hand with no expression on her face, and turned her head to look at Yan Baji, the pitiful Wujo Wu.

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