When Barbatos Becomes Feng Youjie

[Yuan Geng's short psychotic story, a fish-out-of-water story that I ran out of inspiration to write and save. No v, the cover was created by a friend with help. It contains a lot of weird things. It's a persecution story written casually. The characters are seriously OOC. I'm not going to take it easy. If you can't stand it, don't read it.] In the summer of that year, Xia Youjie encountered a gust of wind. "Are you a cursed spirit created by humans' fear of storms?" "No, I think I'm not." The wisp of wind turned into the shape of a crystal butterfly, and the faint cyan shined throughout the summer. "If there must be a certain emotion that produces me, it should be the yearning for freedom." "I am not a curse spirit, I am... The god of wind, Barbatos." …… The year after the curser Xia Youjie was killed, Gojo Satoru saw a familiar figure on the street. "Jay?" He rushed over and saw a pair of big emerald green eyes on Xia Youjie's face. "No! You are definitely not Jie! Jie's eyes are definitely not that big!" Intention: I want to be free!