1novels Chapter 165 Under the Moon and Starlight
Chapter 165 Under the Moon and Starlight
The rice cake cut into small pieces slowly swells up under the action of heat. Turn it over with chopsticks, and the part attached to the bottom of the pot shows a slight burnt brown. When no seasoning is added, the air is filled with pure rice fragrance.Fu Heishuo picked up a piece of baked rice cake, rolled it in the soybean flour, and then bit open a small corner with his teeth, and white hot air came out immediately.
"Isn't it delicious?" Gojo Wu said vaguely with his mouth puffy, as if he wasn't afraid of being hot at all.
Fu Heishuo nodded with a smile, reached out and took the melted brown sugar from the side, poured it on the rice cake, and pushed most of it to Gojo Wu's hand, "I've worked hard, eat slowly, don't get burnt. "
"Suo, eat less, it's not easy to digest after all." Xia Youjie glanced at Wutiaowu, watched the rice cake disappearing on the plate with a twitch at the corner of his mouth, brought the tea and handed it to Fu Heishuo.
"I'm sensible." Fu Heishuo took a sip of the tea and winked at Xia Youjie, "After all, it's Chinese New Year, and I didn't eat much, just a few yuan more than Jie."
Xia Youjie stared into Fu Heishuo's eyes, paused slightly, pursed his lips and said in a compromised way: "There will be buckwheat noodles in a while, don't be overwhelmed by then."
It was only then that Fu Heishuo remembered that they still had a bowl of soba noodles to eat after the New Year's Eve bell rang.He saw that the program on TV was coming to an end, so he looked up at the time, "Isn't it almost time? The next year will be the new year."
"Do you have any wishes for the New Year?" Gojo Satoru stopped his chopsticks and asked curiously.
"Shouldn't this be promised again during the visit? And it won't work if you say it."
"It's okay to say it now, at worst, I will make a different wish later." Gojo Satoru said indifferently.
"What kind of nonsense are you talking about?" Xia Youjie felt that Wujo Wu's thoughts were very strange, "How can there be such a wish?"
"Jiecai is rather strange, who always has only one wish." Gojo Satoru put his hands on the ground behind him, and said seriously, "It's like I want Xijiufu that I can't eat forever, and I want Nitro to teach [reversely] I can speak in human language when I transfer the technique, and I want someone who can write mission reports for me..."
Xia Youjie looked indifferent. He felt that the 800 million gods in Japan might not be able to satisfy Wujo Wu's endless wishes. Then he heard Wujo Wu talking, and a sentence popped out of his mouth: "I want to To Shuo..." Xia Youjie was taken aback, feeling his heart pumping up in an instant, his eyes immediately looked over, revealing a trace of imperceptible tension in his eyes.
"Me?" Fu Heishuo pointed at himself curiously, "What do you want from me?"
"Uh..." Gojo Satoru's eyes drifted, and he realized that his thoughts had diverged for a moment, and he almost said something that shouldn't be said now. His eyes were swaying in their sockets, and his brain was spinning rapidly, "I want Sakuya to like me..."
Enlightenment!what are you saying? !Xia Youjie's pupils trembled.
"...More than I like Jie." Wujo Satoru added the second half of the sentence.
Xia Youjie heaved a sigh of relief, and the next second he realized that Gojo Wu was still smuggling private goods in his words at this time, Xia Youjie felt his teeth itch, and his fist wanted to punch Wujo Wu's face The urge to greet.
Hearing Wutiao Wu's words, Fu Heishuo pondered for a moment, then lowered his head and fell into deep thought.
"Suo, what's the matter with you? Is this still something to think about?" Wutiao Wu looked at Fu Hei Shuo silently for a long time, his face seemed to be a little tangled, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and stretched out his hand to criticize, "Aren't I prettier and more likable than Jie? If you look at Jie's small eyes, you can't tell if he is sleepwalking from a distance."
"...Wu, you turn around and look at Jie's expression before you speak." Fu Heishuo helplessly supported his forehead, he felt that sometimes most of Wutiao Wu's troubles were caused by his mouth, so he got up and turned off the switch of the electric oven. He unplugged the plug, moved the table aside, and calmly gestured a "please" gesture towards Xia Youjie.
After a short period of confusion...
"So there's nothing wrong with my wish, it's really what I want." Gojo Satoru pouted his messy hair and said.
"In the final analysis, most of the visits during the New Year are to bless your safety and health." Xia Youjie tidied up his sleeves slowly, and sat at the table in a good mood, giving an example, "I understand you wishes are too 'specific'."
"The conjurer went to the shrine to pray for safety..." Gojo Satoru pulled a pillow from the side, leaned on it lazily and said, "Jie, don't you think it's strange?"
"...That's nothing, right? The work of a conjurer has to deal with curse spirits, which is already quite dangerous. Could it be that you can't even go to the shrine for psychological comfort?" Xia Youjie thought it was no big deal, he I once heard Teacher Noctua say that the number of conjurers is scarce, and they have always been on the front line against curse spirits in order to maintain social peace, and the natural death rate has always been high. Under such circumstances, I hope that I will be safe and sound in the coming year Isn't it a normal thing? "Enlightenment, not everyone is as strong as us."
Wujo Wu let out a small "tss", seemingly disapproving of Xia Youjie's statement, he rolled around on the floor with his pillow in his arms: "After all, there will be no gods to rescue them when they are in danger , instead of doing this, why not come to worship me, I don’t want much, just a Xi Jiufu.”
"...Do I still have to set up a statue for you?" Xia Youjie felt that Wujo Wu's words were full of flaws, to the point where he couldn't express his discomfort.
"What kind of statue do I want if I'm still alive?" Gojo Satoru looked at Xia Youjie in surprise, "Jie, why don't you give me the money for building the statue as Xi Jiufu?"
"...You have a good idea." Xia Youjie was speechless.
"But when it comes to death..." Gojo Satoru asked with a light bulb on his head, "How do you think we will die in the end?"
"Why did you suddenly ask such a question?" Fu Heishuo looked confused, wasn't he just discussing the matter of visiting the shrine?He was just distracted, why did he suddenly come to such a serious topic?But the look of Satoru... seems to be just pure curiosity?
"Didn't it mean that conjurers seldom live to the end of their lives?" Wujo Wu said with sparkling eyes, "I think the old man in the Kyoto school lived quite a long time... and those rotten oranges..." At the end, Gojo Satoru's expression changed, and there was a bit of disdain and disgust in his eyes.
"...If it is Wu, he will definitely live until the end of his life." Fu Heishuo said thoughtfully, "Perhaps there will be many, many people attending Wu's funeral? Then put countless Kikufu."
"You think too highly of him, Shuo." Xia Youjie's expression was a bit indescribable, "I think the only ones who will go to the funeral will be me and you, no, maybe I will be pissed off by Enlightenment early on. "
"Hey, Jie, what do you mean?" Gojo Satoru said dissatisfiedly, and then he suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said maliciously, "If Jie dies first, I will engrave 'although I'm dead, but my little eyes and bangs are immortal'."
Xia Youjie chuckled, expressing that who is afraid of whom, "Then if you die first, I will send you bitter gourd and coptis every day, just in case you die for a change of taste."
"Jie, you are so vicious." Wujo Satoru accused.
"Say it like you're a nice guy!"
Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Fu Heishuo suddenly said, "So it's better for the three of us to go together."
"Huh?" Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu turned their heads at the same time.
"If we can die, the three of us should be together." Fu Heishuo didn't know what he thought of, and said with a smile, "No matter who goes first, the one left behind will feel bad...so let's go together."
Xia Youjie blinked quickly, feeling a heartbeat for no reason.It seems that teenagers are more likely to be attracted by some vigorous, absurd but beautiful things. When they talk about death, they don’t feel fear. Instead, they seem to be talking about a distant goal like a goal that must be accomplished in life. Like the story, I have been thinking that this kind of thing is still far away from me, even they who call themselves adults are no exception, they just sketched the word "death" lightly after dinner on a whim.
"So, does Saku have any good ideas?" Gojo Satoru said enthusiastically, "I want a grand occasion, preferably one that lets the whole world know my name."
Isn't this a public execution?Xia Youjie covered his heart, and involuntarily popped up in his mind. On the biggest billboard in Tokyo, the host said with a sad and solemn face: Today, I want to announce a sad news...and then I will tell them from childhood to All the big things are beautified and the scenes are told.
Xia Youjie's pupils trembled.
Xia Youjie felt that he would rather die in obscurity than make headlines with Wu Tiaowu.
"...Suo, what do you think?" Xia Youjie emptied his mind resolutely, rubbed Wutiao Wu's words into the recycle bin, and was about to find a time to crush them with one click, and turned to ask Fu Heishuo.
"For me..." Fu Heishuo thought for a while, and said naturally, "I'd rather take a boat."
"Take... a boat?" Xia Youjie repeated in a daze.
"I feel like there has always been such a scene." Fu Heishuo lowered his head slightly, as if lost in his own thoughts, "The moon in the sky is huge and there are many stars, which are reflected in the rivers and lakes, and are broken in the water flow. Like flowing stardust."
Gojo Satoru seemed to block everything around him, only Fu Heishuo's voice penetrated into his ears little by little, and was firmly engraved in his mind. He opened his mouth but didn't say a word, just quietly Listening intently to Fu Heishuo's description of his fantasy, he was clearly talking about death, but to Wujo Wu, it sounded like a soft confession.
I like him, Gojo Satoru's eyelashes tremble slightly, his eyes are focused and bright, one after another flowers are blooming enthusiastically, and I tell myself desperately that there will be no second person, go catch him, let his Let your shadow shine into my eyes.
"Then there is a small wooden boat, there is no need for more decorations on it, as long as there is a small light that shines...Is it better to describe it as a lantern here? Then it will take us to float away along the river together, Until no matter how much you tiptoe to look, you can no longer see the shadow of the boat." Fu Heishuo blinked lightly, the phantom of the boat in his eyes gradually shattered, he tilted his head slightly, and smiled softly, "Sounds beautiful , isn't it?"
"...Then..." Xia Youjie's voice was astonishingly dry, he couldn't care what kind of expression Gojo Wujo would show next to him, he just felt his heart beating loudly, gradually becoming deafening, "...if... Isn't it the end of life?"
Xia Youjie didn't know why he asked such a question, maybe he was also affected by the saying that the so-called magician could not live to die, or maybe it was because death was too far away, and he couldn't wait to seek a follower. answer with your own heart.
"It must have met an unimaginably powerful enemy." Fu Heishuo looked a little regretful, then raised his head and said in relief, "The river must be rushing at first, but when it reaches a wide place, it will slowly become smoother. Be gentle, those who go first...will not go so fast." So, we will meet again eventually.
"And..." Fu Heishuo closed his eyes as if he was feeling something, and then the corners of his mouth curled up little by little, "If we are with Wu and Jie, death is such a thing that I don't feel a little bit of fear unexpectedly. "
Xia Youjie felt that he must be in a mess right now. He could hardly control his expression. He lowered his head and looked at his face reflected in the teacup. With the lustrous light, the light red completely climbed up his face.
That's too bad, Xia Youjie said with a wry smile, should we go by boat together?It sounds very good...Xia Youjie thinks slowly like this, although in the end he doesn't know whether he will go to heaven or hell, reincarnation or soul flying away, if we stay together forever...
...if we were together all the time...
The sound of butterflies fluttering rang in his ears, Xia Youjie only felt his heart fall into the warm water, drifting with the waves, and slowly melting.He looked at Gojo Satoru, and found that he had already buried his face behind the pillow, covering his expression tightly, refusing to show a single bit of it, but the red from under his snow-white hair seemed to be dripping blood Judging from the same ears, this is also completely knocked down without any power to fight back.
Xia Youjie wanted to show a mocking expression, but he couldn't say it at all. He stared at Wujo Wu, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, revealing a shallow smile.He saw Fu Heishuo's eyelashes trembling slightly, so he turned around quickly, he didn't know what he was avoiding, as if he wanted to defend his last bit of stubbornness in front of Fu Heishuo... Although they all knew that Fu Heishuo Shuo would not understand what all of these specifically meant.
So when Fu Heishuo opened his eyes, he saw two people with their backs to him. A huge question mark appeared on his head. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a voice coming from the TV. There was the sound of the bell ringing.
Fu Heishuo turned his head, realizing that it would be zero o'clock in a few seconds, he looked helplessly at the two people who refused to show their faces, and counted the bells in his heart, and when the last one rang, three Everyone said "Happy New Year" in unison.
Fu Heishuo chuckled and opened his lips slightly, but suddenly there was a very soft voice that would be easily ignored if he didn't listen carefully.
[Happy birthday].
Fu Heishuo turned back, and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to answer something, but he stopped when he reached his mouth. He looked at the nothing behind him in a daze. There was a person... He paused for a while, and slowly stroked his ears with his fingers.
... hallucinations?