28 Satoru travels back to 16-year-old fool dk Satoru
"The direction of Jay's finger is the battlefield" The most powerful curse combination Juezan is defecting...
Satoru, the teacher who had experienced the bitter summer, the Night Walk of Hundreds of Ghosts, and the Battle of Shibuya, stared at Jie's face the moment the prison door closed, as if he was unwilling to leave Jie alone and at the mercy of others, and as if he wanted to imprint this unforgettable face deeply in his mind.
The prison door was closed, and Gojo Satoru sat boredly on the pile of corpses. In his mind were the fleeting three years of youth, so brisk and so long...
Half asleep and half awake, he vaguely heard Jie's soft call.
"Satoru, wake up, go back to sleep"
It's great. I dreamed about Jie. I really hope this dream can last longer...
Opening his eyes, his breath was stagnant
It's Jie, a living, sunny Jie who hasn't started the bitter summer.
He hugged Jie tightly in front of him, as if he was afraid that he would disappear in the air in the next second.
Xia Youjie was choked so hard that he could only pat Gojo on the back to comfort him, "Did you have a nightmare, Satoru?"
Gojo Satoru buried his head in Xiayou's neck and obsessively sniffed the long-lost refreshing breath. He let out a dull "hmm" and silently tightened his arms tighter.
This time, I won't let you go, Jay
I will always be with you, no matter the destination is heaven or hell
we all want to be together
Intention: Don't be internal. If you are unhappy, just consume others externally. That's it.
