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

The girl's tears flowed to his fingertips.

"Why is it snowing?" Kaoru Sakurayashiki was puzzled.

"...Maybe it's a gift from her." Nancheng Toranojiro took a deep breath, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Changyi, who was playing ball with the miniature version of Tsurumaru in the sea, looked up at the sky, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Tsurumaru, wearing a blue transparent swimming ring, slowly swam to his side and said, "If there is a way to save the Lord, can you help?"

Yamabuchi Nagayoshi shook his head, "No, I respect all her choices."

At the same time, he was angry and indisputable, he sighed and smiled at him, "Who made me a supervisor."

Osamu Dazai lay on the back seat of the van with his chin in his hands, lazily looked up at the sky, smiled lightly, dug a spoonful of smoothie at hand, and said to himself: "Do you want to take a picture?" Bring Zhang Qianxia's photo to Zhong Ye."

This can be regarded as winning the game, thinking so, he took out the unbroken mobile phone that he fished out of the sea, aimed at Qian Xia who was coming from the other side, and lightly pressed the shortcut key.

It's so nice, with a gentle smile of relief, in the misty snow on the summer beach, the illusory seems not to come from this world.

Just when he was feeling so emotional, an untimely scream suddenly sounded outside, "Ah - who gave the doctor wine!"

"Hey, does Doctor Jinguji know how to drink?" Yuegong Lingo raised a question mark on his forehead.

"Why are you always wearing a coat? By the sea, although it's snowing now, aren't you hot?"

After another round of psychological blows, Asahina Futo put an umbrella on the barbecue grill, and looked at Yi Yanran Yi Er San with a face full of incomprehension.

Yi Ranran's terrified mind hadn't turned back from there, when he heard this sentence suddenly, he quickly explained, "This is my personal hobby." Immediately, he handed over the matter here to Kusanagi Izumo, and hurried to that place side to help.

In short, when Yuecheng Qianxia came back, what she saw was chaos.

Satoru Gojo put her shoulders on her shoulders with a smile, his eyes under the sunglasses were shining with stars, and he said, "In the end, I really want you to enjoy the snow with me."

69. Chapter 69 Qian Xia, I Like You

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

by heavy string

Jinjiang Literature City alone

Tokyo.

Tokyo Metropolitan Higher Vocational School of Magic.

The weather was fine, and on the fourth day after Yuecheng Qianxia came down from the wanted list, she went to see the night moth Zhengdao.

The teacher and the student met for the first time in five years, and for a time they looked at each other speechlessly.

"I have already asked Nitrate to pay attention to a cursed object called Prison Gate, and please pay more attention to the teacher."

"And Jie, he seems to be planning something. If one day the teacher really sees him and the persuasion fails, he should be locked up."

"Don't let Jie get out of the prison gate."

During the simple conversation between the teacher and the student, Yuecheng Qianxia calmly left a few messages.

She told Ye Mo Zhengdao all about her confrontation with Xia Youjie, especially about the prison gate.During this period, Ye Mozheng sat quietly opposite her, and after listening to the conversation, he asked her in a calm voice: "Do you still want to leave?"

Yuecheng Qianxia nodded and smiled lightly, "Yes, so I ask the teacher to keep it secret for me for the time being."

……

When she came out of the office, her phone vibrated several times.

Back in Tokyo, Gojo Satoru couldn't wait to take out the couple mobile phone he had prepared a long time ago and hand it to her.

Of course she didn't refuse.

The teaching task for the first-year students was led by Gojo Satoru. He was away on a business trip for several days, and even took the students to Okinawa without authorization. Eguchi was exhausted, and the task was a great success, but for him, it was a powerful curse. The power output made this student, who had just entered school for less than a month, lie on the bed when he returned to school, sincerely wanting to be a salted fish.

Of course, it is impossible to be a salted fish.

Gojo Satoru took the first grade students outside to do practical exercises today.

Tsukishiro Chinatsu received a bunch of selfies of Gojo Satoru, as well as group photos with the students.It was sweltering in summer, and as soon as she stepped out of the office, she felt the sultry heat of the sun shining into the corridor.

On the mobile phone, there are group photos of Gojo Satoru and three students, some of whom are making a "yeah" gesture with him, full of energy; wearing the same sunglasses with him, making funny gestures; some of them are touched by him on the head , the expression was a bit awkward; when it came to his selfie, it became all kinds of handsome, he was so good at using his beauty that she turned to the back and saw that he pulled down some sunglasses slightly, showing A pair of blue eyes matched with the clear blue sky behind them, those eyes seemed to have some magical power, deeply attracted her, and made her breathless in shock.

The pupil of the sky.

Standing in the sunlight in front of the window, she raised her mobile phone to take a closer look, her frosty eyelashes gleamed in the fine gold, and there were stars in his eyes.

He texted.

Gojo Satoru: "Have you moved, Qianxia?"

She pursed her lips slightly, and replied, "No."

……

Three o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time.

Jiangkouduan wanted to go back to the dormitory to cool off immediately, but the car stopped in a commercial street.

His teacher was full of energy, not tired or hot at all, and after explaining to Yidizhi with great interest, he sent the students back, while he got out of the car and closed the door.

"Ms. Gojo really likes her." Seto Ruri leaned her head against the car window, and she could feel the teacher's excitement just by looking at her back.

Odagiri bit the straw of the cold drink, stretched out his hand and tugged at her ponytail, and said, "We're going to have one more mistress soon." He turned to look at Eguchi, who was already asleep.So he asked the auxiliary supervisor who was driving, "Is that so, Mr. Yizhi."

Yidizhi was sweating on his forehead, drove out of the business district, and said with a wry smile, "Don't jump to conclusions so early."

Advice from adults.

Seto Ruri: What conclusion?Is it the conclusion that Mr. Wutiao likes Miss Yuecheng, or the conclusion that Miss Yuecheng wants to be their teacher's wife.

Odagiri continued to bite the straw: What do you mean, do you want to call the teacher's wife with the second graders?

Gojo Satoru returned to the high school around five o'clock in the afternoon.

He went around the commercial street and came back with a few bags in his hand.

Seto Liuli took two male classmates to the training room for training, but the two of them, one wanted to go back to rest like a salted fish, and the other was full of melons, neither of them cooperated well with her.

Seto Ruri thought and thought, and was so angry that she slammed the door and left.

After knowing it, the two boys who had offended the only female student in the team looked at each other, and hurried out to chase after her.

I didn't expect to see her mysteriously hiding behind a lush flower and plant, pulling the branches and leaves.

Eguchi was so hot that his head was sweating, so he didn't think much about it. He walked over and was about to speak when he was dragged down by Seto Ruri. All quiet down.

Odagiri walked over to her, squatted beside her, looked at the mysterious look of her, and also looked at the playground through the branches and leaves.

One person voyeuristically becomes three people voyeuristically.

Under the shade of the trees on the playground, Gojo Satoru was standing with five bags in his hands, and sitting in front of him was the rumored Tsukishiro Chinatsu.

The days in summer are very long, and the sun at six o'clock is orange-yellow. Through the branches and leaves, it sprinkles a patch of mottled leaves, and there is a dry heat in the air.

The sound of cicadas and the wind.

Tsukishiro Qianxia was sitting in the shade under the shade of a tree, and Gojo Satoru had been standing in front of her for 15 minutes without saying a word.

She lowered her head, and her butterfly-like eyelashes were half-drawn to cover the calm gold in her eyes.

Although she didn't speak, she could basically guess what Gojo Satoru wanted to say.

Gojo Satoru was stuck here for 15 minutes.

He carefully selected a lot of gifts in the commercial street, prepared for several days, and recited the sentences he had memorized in his heart, but now he was stuck in his mouth.

I don't want to be rejected again, I don't want her to leave again, I don't want her to look at me without the old feelings.

This strong thought screamed in his heart all the time.

She had been away for five years, but it took him nine years to understand what was wrong with him in this relationship.The gloom and irritability that kept him in the vortex disappeared, but there were bigger problems lying in front of him.

She got rid of her ex-boyfriend and cut off the line with them, but only left him with a glimmer of hope.

Gojo Satoru bent down and put the bag in his hand at his feet.

"...From the high school to the present, from the moment I met you...I have only cared about myself."

His hair was gently blown by the wind. The man took off his sunglasses and hung them in the chest pocket of his uniform. A pair of blue eyes slowly sank to the bottom of the sea as he knelt down. The frosty eyelashes He lowered his eyes to cover the gloomy look in his eyes.

"I superficially and arrogantly thought that you would always be by my side. I spoke and acted on my own. I thought that Qianxia liked me, but I never cared about your thoughts... Later, I only cared about myself. Confession, annoyance, only caring about my own happiness, sadness, in order to get forgiveness, and only caring about saying what I want to say, only caring about doing what I want to do... I just do what I think in my heart, completely ignoring your wishes Feeling."

Yuecheng Qianxia lowered her head, curled her fingertips slightly with her hands on her knees, and her eyes were still on the calm golden lake.

Gojo Satoru hung his head, and after hesitating for a long time, he raised his hand and touched her fingertips lightly.

"sorry."

"I'm sorry, Qianxia."

"I'm sorry, because of my stupidity and self-righteousness, you have so many bad memories."

"Sorry……"

Yuecheng Qianxia did not expect to hear him say such a thing