Qintiansi Time 03

The heart pounded, pumping out breaths, pumping out pulses, and pumping out bright red blood to every limb.

It signifies life.

Its presence is so strong that I often think that all my emotional ups and downs come from the heart in my chest.

My heart is beating, beating constantly.

My life is not under my control.

When hungry, it eats; when thirsty, it drinks. It knows how to entertain itself. It sighs after eating and sighs after drinking. It is content with everything in the world.

It's not me.

I am not it.

I thought that if I cleared all my emotions and desires, I would be able to become a calm person and face everything in the world calmly.

But my life, my life it does not recognize.

Twelve years ago in the summer, it burst forth with such intense brilliance that it dazed me. I was so lost in thought that my life was over. But my trembling body told me that I was still alive, and that I would witness the splendor and silence of many more starbursts.

Even though I am alone in the universe at this moment.

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Sun shadows, mountains, grass, insect chirping, the world.

The sky was tranquil and vast. Time solidified into a piece of orange jelly, and before I could fully savor it, it slid down my esophagus and fell into a new world.

You and Ieiri are relaxing under a tree. Ieiri is taking a nap, while you're cuddling a book. Gojo and Geto are having their first official duel of the month on the playground.

You're a little distracted.

There were four first-year students, and Geto was the first to enroll. Upon discovering he was the only one in the entire grade, he confessed that he felt cheated. The classmates he thought he had weren't there. However, this situation soon subsided.

Classmates Jiarui and Gojo both entered school earlier than you.

You have to admit that Gojo-san's decision to attend technical high school might have been influenced by the Zenin family. You still remember what your uncle said at breakfast that day. Gojo-san had probably long since grown tired of his family's control, and the arranged marriage was the final straw that broke the camel's back.

It's normal for Gojo-san to be a little angry with you when you first meet him, especially since he didn't really do anything to you. His words... Gojo-san is an extremely perceptive person. He's not as insensitive as he looks.

You don't really understand Gojo-san's actions. His situation is no worse than yours. Look at Naoya, the other heir, living a perfectly contented life at home. Possessing the "Six Eyes" and "No Limits," Gojo-san undoubtedly has the final say in the cowardly Gojo family.

No, Gojo-san and Naoya are different. Comparing Naoya with Gojo-san is simply overestimating Naoya by a huge margin.

The boy's bright soul flashes with a blue light as fast as lightning, and you can see it from such a distance.

“Youth is the entanglement of friendship.”

Gojo-san and Getsu-san must have had an unforgettable youth.

Perhaps you can understand him. Gojo-kun can't accept what's been forced upon him, and he wants to escape. He can say "I won't" loudly, but you won't.

Getsu-san will also go all out for what he wants. His parents would never agree to their excellent son attending a religious school that is meaningless in the eyes of ordinary people.

Yet here he is.

Getsu-san also put in some effort.

Both of them are very stubborn, no wonder they can get along well.

As for Jia Ru—you called your uncle and learned about her story. Congratulations! Zenyuan's family finally got a landline so they can keep in touch with you. Writing letters is just too slow.

Your uncle is worried sick about you.

But before you could talk about your classmate Jia Ru in detail, you angrily took your pen and drew a long mark on the book.

Did he really say that?

You can imagine your uncle's expression of puffing out his beard and glaring.

[That's what they say. 'If you don't go back, he won't go back,' or 'Wherever his fiancée is, he's there.' Ha, kid.]

It's not like everyone will be happy just by running away. The Gojo family will definitely continue to put pressure on the high school. This won't be a problem for Gojo-san, but that doesn't mean he wants to spend time dealing with these troubles from time to time.

[Isn't he transferring the pressure to the Zenin family!?]

[That's what he thinks! But it's good that you can figure it out. The Gojo family brats are better at taking advantage of situations than you are.]

[Uncle, is there a possibility that he is just having a childish temper?]

It's not surprising what children say.

[Gojo-kun isn't as cunning as you... No, I mean, as far-sighted as you are. He's only sixteen.]

[But you said that.]

You still can't beat your uncle.

[I don't care what the Gojo family's brats are thinking when they say these things. The reality is that at my age, I still have to clean up after the Gojo family!]

[This is all the fault of the villain Kamo!] You angrily blame Kamo and ask the old man to calm down.

[snort. ]

You turned the page silently and put your pen away.

Compared to Ieiri-san, you seem free. Ieiri-san is the one who can't really go anywhere. She's the only one who can use a reversal spell to heal others, and that spell is a reversal spell. A high-ranking curse master like her won't let anything happen to her.

Jia Ru always looked distant. She must have experienced too many separations. She was afraid...of constant loss.

"Gojo, didn't you have breakfast this morning?"

"Jay looks like a crab that's been dead for a long time."

"Gojo, can't you have a sense of propriety?"

"No way~"

You probably can't hear what they are saying from such a distance - a feeling of joy comes from afar, and the book in your hand is taken away.

The duel ended so quickly.

You are very confused.

Gosho-san, who was standing under another tree, seemed a little dissatisfied.

"What is this? I don't understand." Gojo threw the book to Takeru, who caught it steadily and walked over to return the book to you. "Thank you." Takeru twitched his lips, and you guessed he wanted you to not be so polite.

You could only smile at him.

You ignored the two tall boys arm in arm and continued reading. The college had some books that Chanyuan's family didn't have, which was a pleasant surprise. Chanyuan's collection hadn't been updated in years.

"Can't you do something else besides reading?" Gojo Satoru took the book from your hand again, stroking his chin and squinting one eye. "Let you be the referee. Guess who wins between me and Jie?"

"Same here."

Gojo held the book very high, and you couldn't reach it at all.

"What kind of answer is that?" Gojo was not satisfied with your answer.

You were a little angry: "If you insist, Gojo-san lost."

"How could I possibly lose!" He threw the book at you and pulled the reluctant Geto over to him. "Jay, tell me, did I win?"

Taking advantage of Gojo's inattention, Takeyu slapped his hand away and straightened his collar: "Gojo, you must obey the referee's decision. I am the winner." Takeyu said with a calm smile.

Gojo-san's eyes widened and his cheeks puffed up, then he squatted down again and looked at you: "Tell me the reason."

Gojo's eyes are like the sky.

Your absent-mindedness makes him proud. You look up at the real sky: "Gojo-san received the most elite education in the Gojo family, while Geto-san is purely self-taught. You two are actually evenly matched in a fight, you say—" Gojo-san's eyes are surprisingly bright, and you have to look down at him. His childishness comes out in full force: "I want you to be sentenced severely!"

"Tell me the reason." You return this sentence to him.

"Who could possibly teach a genius like me? I've learned everything on my own!"

Gojo-san won't lie to win or lose.

Faced with the two boys' glares that neither of them would give in, you felt that it was useless to try to hold the water. You had a headache for a while, and out of the corner of your eye you caught a glimpse of your classmate Jia Ru with his eyes closed.

"I'll ask the other referee for his opinion."

"No way—" Geto was stopped by Gojo.

"Ieiri-san."

Her eyes were filled with the shadows of leaves.

"What's up, Chanyuan?" Jiaru often asks you this. But Jiaru isn't as cold as she appears. Just ask her and she'll do whatever she can to help you.

Classmate Jia Ru shouldn't be so lonely.

"Gojo-san and Geto-san had a competition."

"Ah, win or lose. I vote for you."

You pointed at yourself in shock. Before you could even finish your sentence, Jia Ru asked, "Why would you say that?" Your bewildered look made Jia Ru cover his mouth and laugh softly.

"Look at how unguarded they are. If the Zenyuan students were more serious, wouldn't they all be defeated by the Zenyuan students?"

I?

I hit Gojo-san and Getsu-san at the same time, is this true?!

Gojo-san and Getsu-san are each pressing on one of your shoulders. How can your small body bear such weight?

"It's too hot for you two to get close to me." If I said it was too hot, Gojo would definitely tease me about being too weak. The only thing everyone could relate to was the heat.

You pushed them away and Ieiri-san clapped his hands, "Wow, Zenin-san won."

"cut."

“Tsk.”

"Jay, this doesn't count."

“It’s the same so many times.”

After Gojo and Getsu exchanged some rather harsh words, they stopped arguing about who won or lost.

Jia Ru helped you solve this problem.

The two continued to fight and play.

What is this? You ponder.

The rain fell silently, forming a fine curtain of beads. The mist gradually enveloped everything, but the world remained clear and transparent.

The sun was high in the sky, and the crystal raindrops were hitting the grass with a "patter", suddenly reflecting the sunlight and lighting up the world.

We can see each other clearly.

"It's raining."

It's a sun shower.

"Why are you standing there in a daze?" The person who spoke was Gojo.

"Ah... I forgot. Someone used to come and hold an umbrella for me." You remembered the "no limit" feature of the technique, "Why doesn't Gojo-san use the technique?"

"This is called sharing the hardship!" he shouted.

"Really? I thought Gojo-san would be more interested in watching us, the drowned rats, make a fool of ourselves."

"Why do you think so bad of me!" Gojo opened his mouth wide.

"Let's go, classmate Chanyuan." My classmate Jiaru, who looks cold but has a warm heart, said, "classmate Chanyuan."

Geta-san generously unbuttoned her shirt. Don't assume she was wearing something underneath.

"Geto-san is such a nice person~ Ieiri-san, let's squeeze in."

Classmate Jia Ru ignored you.

"Let's go first." Geto said gently.

You were a little curious about how Gosho-san hid his emotions so well, but you wouldn't pry into your classmates' privacy.

"Ieiri-san?"

"It's too slow for three of us to walk together. Zenin-san is in the worst condition. Getu-san, please take her first."

How do you know your physical condition?

"Don't let others worry about you." Classmate Jia Ru said word by word in the rain.

Her eyes remind you of a tabby cat.

"But I'll be worried about my classmate Jia Ru."

"Worry about yourself first!" Classmate Jia Ru ran away.

"Jiaru——"

"I'm going to find Glass. Jay will take——"

"Who asked you to make the choice for me?"

It's raining so hard now. I didn't notice it at all when I was at Geta-san's place.

You know which direction your classmates will go.

School clinic.

Classmate Jia Ru often locks himself up here.

Your physical fitness is not much better than your classmate Jia Ru, so it is not easy to catch up with her.

"Jia Ru." You panted, holding onto the doorknob. Jia Ru looked at you with an indescribable expression. You were both drenched. You were even worse off, with your long hair still uncut. Parts of it clung to your neck, prickling you like needles.

"What are you doing here, Zenyuan classmate?"

"I want to tell Jiarui-san that some things will never be lost. Like the memories we have today."

"I might forget it tomorrow when I wake up."

"Then I'll use a spell to make it so Ieiri-san can't forget." Of course you wouldn't do that. You'd just... well, intimidate? That's a bit of an exaggeration.

"Chenyuan-san, Chanyuan-san is really..." Jiarui-san was completely helpless with you. She seemed to want to grit her teeth, but she really couldn't do that to you. She took a deep breath and smiled brightly: "Chenyuan-san is the biggest winner."

Eh?

Ieiri Naoko didn't bother explaining. The infirmary had supplies she'd prepared, along with a bathroom. The two of you quickly cleaned up and sat down. Your hair was long, so Ieiri generously lent you her hair dryer.

"How did Ieiri-san know about my physical condition?"

"Ask Mr. Nightmoth for it."

"Mr. Nightmoth is such a big sieve."

"I'm a doctor, there's nothing I can't know. I also know the physical condition of the other two. But they are very healthy and don't need me to worry about them." Classmate Jia Ru said while glancing at you, very dissatisfied with what you did.

"Since they don't need Jiaru to worry about them, shouldn't Jiaru be more open with them and make friends with them?"

"Are you friends with them?"

"Not really..."

"Then why should I be friends with them?"

Why do you care about me?

"Ieiri-san wants to connect with others."

"It's useless to just say nice things." Ieiri Naoko didn't hear you say with a smile, "I will accompany Ieiri-san." Zenin-san had previously told her to make friends with two other people instead of her.

"Not really..."

When Zenin classmate mentioned "a friend of mine" when we first met, he didn't mean Geto.

The students in the Zen temple have a secret.

It doesn't matter if the family is rich.

"Zenyuan students should stay away from those two scumbags."

"Scum?" You frowned, confused as to why Ieiri-san was treating his two classmates this way. You felt the need for explanation: "Gojo-san and Geto-san are both good people."

The good guy card she was given was broken by Jia Ru Nishiko. She was tired, and she didn't want to explain. What do you call this? It's called "evil will be punished by evil." Uh, Zenyuan classmate is not a bad person.

Ieiri Shoko completely gave up struggling.

Outside, the rain hasn't stopped yet.

Gojo Satoru did not feel any soft hair, but instead, the person staring at him was his new good brother Geto Suguru.

My eyes are six times as big as Jay's, so I really have six eyes.

This cold joke didn't comfort Gojo Satoru. He felt his plan was sound. He'd heard her family mention her poor health; she just needed to get to a safe place quickly. He could talk to Ieiri Naoko.

"Jay, is there anything I did wrong?"

"No."

"Then why isn't she here?"

"You ask me if I can still go and ask her now?" Geto Suguru's clothes had already been bunched up in his arms, and his expression was not much better than Gojo Satoru's.

Bai Xiandu.

But... I like it very much.

Why can't you just focus on me? Why am I left behind again? Why... why...

"Jie, what's wrong with you?" Gojo Satoru casually placed his hand on Geto Suguru's shoulder.

Geto Suguru's body stopped shaking.

"I've been in the rain for too long. I'm not a person with no bottom line." He said self-deprecatingly.

"Gojo really thinks Zenin-kun is his fiancée?"

"No. I was just looking for an excuse to piss off those old men at home." Gojo Satoru snorted. The old men thought that he ran away because they were forcing him to get married, but in fact, he had wanted to leave there for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he ran into his fiancée in technical college. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't win her over. It was human nature - Chanyuan had to get his husband's approval to go to technical college. As long as Chanyuan didn't leave, he had a reason not to leave.

Gojo Satoru racked his brains, but couldn't figure out how the Zen temple had managed to convince those old men to let her pass. He, Gojo Satoru, the powerful Gojo Satoru, had also gone through countless hardships and dangers—exaggerating. Breaking the rules wasn't difficult for Gojo Satoru, but for a young lady whose travel was restricted, defying the rules was no easy task.

Gojo Satoru used to be narcissistic, thinking that Zenyuan came to monitor him. But these days, Zenyuan has completely ignored him and only talks to Jie at most.

My heart is full of nitrates.

Gojo Satoru, who had no moral standards, was annoyed because he couldn't kick the stone blocking his way.

"That's good."

Looking back at Jie who looked relieved, Gojo Satoru became even angrier.

Xia Yujie immediately narrowed his eyes and responded: "I actually hope that Gojo will indulge in love, so that the gap between you and me will become wider and wider."

Fortunately, they didn't know each other before. He met his Zenin classmates earlier than Gojo.

"Is Jay imagining things? The distance between Jay and me is as far as the distance between the sun and the earth."

"The Sun?" Xia Youjie's eyelids twitched. He was completely overthinking it. He didn't need to put Gojo on his list of love rivals.

"Do you want to be beaten by me again?"

"Who's hitting who? Lululu~"

Gojo Satoru became serious again: "By the way, does Gon really not use any techniques?"

"My technique is too complicated."

"Also, Gojo. I'm different from you. I'm a good student."

"I don't believe it." Gojo Satoru only said this.

Geto Suguru was also helpless.